Douluo Continent: Reincarnated as Godzilla, Seizing the Dragon God's Throne

Chapter 59: Grandfather's Kindness and Grandson's Filial Piety; Grandson Tang Hao Slays His Own Father

Tang Hao, sobbing uncontrollably, rushed forward and tightly hugged the King of Slaughter's leg, shouting incoherently:

"Grandpa! It's me, Hao'er! Don't you recognize me?"

The King of Slaughter was startled by this sudden action and instinctively kicked Tang Hao away, frowning and cursing inwardly: "The Hammer God is so shameless, he even calls me 'Grandpa' to show his loyalty."

He sneered and waved his hand, saying, "Alright, stop acting! Since you're so eager to pledge your loyalty to me, then from now on, you'll be my number one loyal dog in the Killing City."

But Tang Hao ignored all of that, struggling to lunge forward again, clinging tightly to the King of Slaughter's leg, crying out, "Grandpa, open your eyes and look! It's me, Tang Hao!"

The King of Slaughter's lips twitched, and he thought to himself, "This kid gets into character pretty quickly."

Just as he was about to continue speaking, Tang Hao suddenly summoned the Clear Sky Hammer.

A flash of black light appeared, and the surrounding air seemed to freeze for a moment.

The King of Slaughter's expression suddenly changed drastically, and a sharp pain shot through his chest.

He quickly clutched his chest, took a half-step back, and stared intently at the Clear Sky Hammer in Tang Hao's hand, his eyes filled with complex fear.

"This power... not good!" The King of Slaughter was terrified.

He felt the will that had been suppressed within him for many years begin to resurface, stirring restlessly, and even attempting a counterattack.

He suppressed his inner turmoil and quickly devised a plan of response.

"Damn it! He's never reacted this strongly before, but today..."

His gaze darkened; he realized the crux of the problem!

The opening of Hell Road had consumed too much power, and the evil force that had been helping him seemed to have weakened as a result. Coupled with the stimulation of the Clear Sky Hammer's aura, everything suddenly spiraled out of control.

Without hesitation, the King of Slaughter kicked Tang Hao away again, then desperately circulated his soul power to suppress the restless will within his body.

In order to completely suppress that power, he drew his blood-red greatsword, his eyes hardened, and he pointed the tip of the sword at his heart, stabbing it down without hesitation!

"stop!"

Tang Hao shouted and rushed forward, scrambling to his feet. He swung his hammer, knocking away the blood-red greatsword from the King of Slaughter's hand.

The giant sword crashed to the ground, embedding itself deeply into the earth beside it.

The King of Slaughter's arm went numb from the blow, and he roared, "You bastard! Didn't you say you'd pledge allegiance to me and call me grandpa? Now you're ruining my plans again!"

Tang Hao was stunned for a moment, his gaze sweeping over the King of Slaughter's face, when he suddenly noticed something unusual.

His heart tightened, and he whispered, "You're not my grandfather... Who are you? Why are you taking over his body?!"

The King of Slaughter sneered upon hearing this, trying his best to conceal his inner panic, his eyes revealing a hint of mockery: "Who am I? Hahaha! I never expected that you would be that person's grandson..."

As he spoke, his tone gradually lowered, as if carrying a certain provocation, "What? You want to kill me? Come on! Strangle me, and your grandfather will die with you."

Upon hearing this, Tang Hao's hands immediately began to tremble.

He gritted his teeth in anger, but dared not strike, and loosened his grip slightly.

Seizing this fleeting opportunity, the King of Slaughter kicked Tang Hao away again, then staggered towards the fallen blood-red giant sword not far away.

He had just touched the hilt of his sword when a sharp pain shot through his chest again. The King of Slaughter collapsed to his knees in agony, cold sweat pouring down his forehead.

This time, the will within him seemed even more ferocious, and he almost felt that he could no longer fully control his body.

"Hao'er..."

A familiar voice struggled to escape the mouth of the King of Slaughter, hoarse and urgent, "Quick...quickly pick up the Asura Demon Sword and sever my left arm!"

Tang Hao was stunned.

The kind yet dignified figure from the depths of his memory instantly flashed into his mind, and his eyes welled up with tears.

He then suddenly scrambled to his feet and charged toward the Asura Demon Sword stuck in the ground.

However, the King of Slaughter's voice rang out again, this time filled with venom and ferocity: "Don't touch it!"

A violent killing intent erupted from the King of Slaughter, churning the surrounding air into a sharp, razor-sharp motion.

He stared intently at Tang Hao's movements, desperately suppressing the voice within his body, trying to prevent the other from controlling his body again.

Tang Hao, however, no longer cared about any of that.

He gritted his teeth, gripped the hilt of the Asura Demon Sword, and with all his might pulled it off the ground, charging fiercely towards the King of Slaughter.

"You damned old man, you still want to control my grandfather? Don't even think about it!"

Tang Hao roared, and the Asura Demon Sword in his hand emitted a blinding red light, heading straight for the King of Slaughter's left arm.

As soon as the sword fell, the King of Slaughter's body convulsed violently, his expression constantly shifting between pain and struggle.

His voice was sometimes low and cold, sometimes full of pleading: "Hao'er, stop... don't... kill..."

"Shut up!"

Tang Hao roared, and without pausing for a moment, he slashed down with his sword!

Unexpectedly, the King of Slaughter turned around and dodged, allowing his intact right arm to meet Tang Hao's sword.

"puff!"

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Blood gushed out like a fountain, filling the air with a strong stench of blood.

"Ah!! Tang Hao, you idiot! Cut off the left arm! The left arm!"

Tang Chen's painful and urgent voice echoed within the King of Slaughter's body.

Tang Hao was startled by this scene and hurriedly took two steps back, gripping his sword with both hands and panting heavily, staring intently at the swaying King of Slaughter in front of him.

He forced back his trembling hands and swung his sword again, this time aiming directly at the King of Slaughter's left arm.

Blood splattered everywhere, and the blood seemed to carry some strange power, condensing into thin red lines in mid-air before dissipating into the air like smoke.

The King of Slaughter's left arm, formed from congealed blood, was severed and fell heavily to the ground, turning into a pool of poisonous blood.

"No! I won't lose!"

A sharp roar emanated from within the King of Slaughter, a sound both mournful and filled with resentment.

As blood continued to gush out, his body gradually calmed down, and a glimmer of clarity appeared in his eyes.

The King of Slaughter staggered to the ground, took a few slow breaths, and his gaze gradually hardened.

"You beast, I, Tang Chen, have risen again! How dare you return to wreak havoc!"

Tang Chen glared angrily at the pool of poisonous blood on the ground, his eyes filled with hatred and determination.

"grandfather?"

Tang Hao spoke tentatively, his voice trembling with uncertainty.

Tang Chen turned to look at him, her expression complex, and after a moment she slowly nodded: "Hao'er, it's me."

"grandfather!"

Upon seeing this, Tang Hao's eyes instantly welled up with tears, and he scrambled over to get there.

He frantically helped Tang Chen stop the bleeding from her right arm, his face full of surprise and excitement.

"Grandpa, I've finally met you!"

Tang Hao, who was always so tough and unyielding, was now like a child, his face covered in tears.

"What kind of talk is this, crying and wailing!" Tang Chen frowned and scolded, "Where is the dignity of the men of our Haotian Sect?"

Tang Hao wiped his face, choking back tears as he said, "Grandpa... the Clear Sky Sect is... is gone..."

"What!?" Tang Chen's expression changed drastically, and he instantly stood up, his voice filled with shock and disbelief. "How could the sect be gone? What happened? Tell me immediately!"

(End of this chapter)