Douluo Continent Comparison: The Undead Yuhao Starts with the Extermination of His Clan!

Chapter 57 Little Three-Eyed, stay by my side and I'll protect you, God King!

Chapter Fifty-Seven: Little Three-Eyed, stay by my side, and I'll protect you, God King!

The blonde girl looked at Hei Yuhao with a complicated expression.

"Hei Yuhao, this is the second time!"

The next instant, she flew into the air and slowly touched her forehead to Hei Yuhao's brow.

Buzz!

Hei Yuhao's eyes twitched beneath his eyelids, and a smile slowly and silently crept onto his lips.

The next day, as always, she evaded all the Holy Spirit Church's surveillance and arrived at the most mysterious altar.

"This is the third time!"

Each time the blonde girl left, her legs went weak, she was drenched in sweat, her energy was depleted, her face turned pale, and she felt faint.

"The fourth time!"

"The tenth time!"

..

.

"The fifteenth time!"

Since the blonde girl came once, she hasn't missed a single visit in the past two weeks.

But on the sixteenth day, their whereabouts were finally discovered.

On this day, she wanted to do what she always did: avoid everyone's gaze and go find Hei Yuhao.

In the darkness, a pair of cold eyes suddenly opened.

"who!"

Eight spirit rings, yellow, purple, black, black, black, black, black, shone brightly, revealing him to be a Soul Douluo deacon.

The blonde girl raised her hand, and a golden dragon slowly emerged, along with six spirit rings of various colors: yellow, purple, black, and yellow.

"Hei Yuhao, you owe me something you can never repay!"

A resolute glint flashed in the blonde girl's eyes.

Without the slightest hesitation, they chose to start the fight.

But this is the headquarters of the Holy Spirit Cult, and if a fight breaks out, the number of Holy Spirit Cult members will only increase.

Before long, ten Soul Saints and four Deacons arrived.

The blonde girl was forcibly suppressed.

The blonde girl, covered in wounds, gritted her teeth and glanced in Hei Yuhao's direction before forcibly breaking through and unleashing her primal power.

"Oh no, that direction!"

"Damn it, this person with the Golden Dragon Martial Soul must be a descendant of Mu En; she's the one who came to assassinate the Holy Son!!"

"If anything happens to the Holy Son, we will all face the leader's punishment!!!"

As she drew closer and closer to Hei Yuhao... she finally collapsed before the altar.

However, this short distance made the blonde girl feel powerless; even if she wanted to give him her last bit of strength, she couldn't.

A clever twist of fate.

At the center of the altar, above the blood pool, Hei Yuhao suddenly opened his eyes.

The terrifying mental power broke through the shackles in an instant.

"Prepare to die!"

Clang!

A crisp, metallic clang resounded throughout.

Sparks flew in an instant.

Whoosh!

A huge gray robe appeared, obscuring everyone's view.

"Good, good, good, they even have accomplices!"

"Take them all! Take them all!!"

The scene fell silent, everyone staring in terror at the man who had shouted "Take him down!"

The next moment, his body went limp.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The man looked around at the large group of people who had suddenly knelt down, his face full of confusion.

"Now that you have seen this holy son, why do you not bow down?"

Hei Yuhao looked up, his arrogant gaze sweeping over everything, a slight glint in his blood-red eyes.

The next instant, a terrifying mental pressure descended, and the guardian's soul trembled!

Bang~!

The moment those iconic white, yellow, purple, black, and red (two beast-patterned soul rings) appeared, the aura of a peak Soul Emperor swept across the entire arena!

The guardian's pupils contracted sharply, and his body instantly went limp to the ground, trembling like a leaf.

"Your subordinate was foolish and has never seen the Holy Son in person. Please punish me, Holy Son!"

From beginning to end, Hei Yuhao didn't take this group of people seriously.

Turning around, Hei Yuhao looked at the blonde girl indifferently.

He bent down, slipped his hands through those long, snow-white, rounded legs, and with a slight effort of his waist, lifted her up.

"Little Three-Eyes, you're a bit late today!"

As Hei Yuhao's face drew closer, the blonde girl felt a strong masculine scent assault her nostrils. Looking at Hei Yuhao's perfect features and the wicked smile on his lips so close to hers, her pretty face beneath the veil flushed slightly, and she turned her head away in a huff, refusing to look at him.

Three-eyed!

The pupils of everyone present instantly contracted sharply.

The next instant, his face turned deathly pale.

Without hesitation, the first butler to attack the blonde girl raised his hand and severed his own arm.

"I was unaware of my offense, Holy Son. I deserve ten thousand deaths. Please accept this right arm bone as an apology!"

Hei Yuhao didn't stop walking and headed straight for the blood pool at the altar.

He didn't say anything, but he didn't put away the spirit rings on his body.

Everyone glared at the leading deacon.

"Damn it, you're going to get me killed! How dare you lay a hand on the Holy Son's friend!"

This is the Holy Son of the Dead, the center of the Holy Spirit Cult. Offending the Holy Son is the best example of the countless souls.

So what if someone is a titled elder? They'll still die if they're supposed to.

What about the deacons and protectors?

With his methods, how many people did he kill before becoming a Holy Son during the Blood Valley Trial?

The others hated the deacon.

Especially after he took the lead, what if he cut off his own arm? Should they follow or not?

If you don't agree, then you still think the Holy Son of the Undead is too kind.

This is the kind of person who single-handedly wiped out Blood Valley; how many lives has he taken?

Given their status in the leader's heart, even without the Holy Son's personal intervention, once word gets out, the leader won't even need to lift a finger; they'll be torn apart by those guardians.

"We are willing to sever one of our own arms; please forgive us, Holy Son!"

Everyone exchanged glances, and without the slightest hesitation, they raised their hands and tore their own arms off.

This is jeopardizing one's future, demonstrating loyalty, and of course, saving one's life.

Hei Yuhao paused slightly, and a smile slowly crept onto his lips.

Hei Yuhao hadn't originally planned to keep these people. He had too many top-tier corpse puppets and was worried about not having any other mid-tier corpse puppets.

Since they are so sensible.

Hei Yuhao raised his hand, and terrifying undead power gathered.

The next instant, everyone's arms were forcibly reattached.

"Now that you have offered your loyalty, you shall follow me from this day forward, and remember her face."

"If she dies before you, I, the Holy Son, will personally finish you off."

"Of course, if you die before her, I, the Holy Son, will spare no expense to resurrect you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hei Yuhao disappeared with the blonde girl in his arms.

The next moment, everyone's faces lit up with ecstasy.

"Have we...come into the Holy Son's sights?"

"Resurrection? Can the Holy Son truly be resurrected?"

"Who were the last people who followed the Holy Son? Bone Power... Youming, Nangong... and Wuyun."

"Are we about to soar to new heights?!"

Deacon Haonan looked at his right arm, which had been reattached, with a look of wild joy on his face.

Bang~!

"Thank you... Holy Son!!!"

Look at this, that's what you call the art of controlling people. They originally wanted to kill them, but now they've decided not to. They've cut off their own arm and they should thank themselves for it.

altar.

Hei Yuhao carried the blonde girl into the blood pool.

The blonde girl, feeling the blood of the soul beast, frowned deeply, her eyes filled with disgust.

Hei Yuhao raised his hand, brushing it across her slightly furrowed brows, then waved it over the wound on her thigh, which began to heal in a bizarre instant.

Hei Yuhao raised his hand, unleashing the light magic he had learned from Electrolux in his dream, and the blonde girl's injuries were quickly healed.

"snort!"

"I'm leaving."

Hei Yuhao gently put her down.

"There are countless spirit beasts in the world, Little Three-Eyed, can you save them all?"

Hei Yuhao raised his hand, and the light magic dissipated, replaced by terrifying necromancy.

All the souls that died at the altar appeared in an instant.

"Little Three-Eyed One, stay by my side, and I'll protect you, God King!"