Douluo Continent: I, Tang Wulin, a Kamen Rider

Chapter 157 Fiery Blade Draws, Burning Evil

Upon seeing the enemy appear, the mech warriors instantly sprang into action, beams of light locking onto the Plague Messenger.

The plague messenger, locked onto by countless cannons, revealed a meaningful smile.

Seeing this, Tang Wulin, who was just about to rush up and kill the plague messenger, instantly realized that something was wrong.

The next second, sure enough, the mech warriors opened fire.

The corpses beneath their feet also emitted an eerie crimson glow, and even the human skin hanging from the rope began to tremble.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Explosions sounded one after another.

After a long while, looking at the broken mech buried under countless rubble, the Plague Messenger transformed back into its true form from the smoke and then cackled.

"Hehehe, I told you you're all fools. Knowing my title as the Plague Messenger, you still dared to come without any protective measures."

"And you all know I'm an evil spirit master, do you really think I revealed myself because I want to play a fair and square team game with you?"

"Hehehe, this is a cannibalistic adult world, kid!"

As he spoke, the plague messenger crushed a seed in his hand.

"Alright, men, go and bring their bodies here. Regardless of whether they were killed by the explosion or not, they have all been hit by my special Soul Power Softening Powder."

"As soon as I use my soul power, my meridians and veins will ache unbearably, and I will be unable to exert any strength, leaving me completely at the mercy of others!"

"This time I'm going to see just how the geniuses of Shrek Academy are different from other people's souls, hehehe!"

Following the Plague Messenger's command, countless scarlet eyes below revealed their true forms one after another.

They were all wearing special gas masks, and then they shouted excitedly.

"Yes!"

Just then, as a group of evil spirit masters were scrambling to dig up the corpse, a loud dragon roar came from the pile of rubble ahead.

"Roar!"

Beneath the rubble, a dragon head covered in metal armor suddenly burst forth.

Then, a strange ripple emanated from the ground beneath their feet.

The next second, the surrounding rocks, along with the miasma and poisonous fog, were all blasted away by an electromagnetic pulse mixed with the might of a dragon.

Once the smoke and rubble were removed, the massive body of MetalGreymon was fully revealed to everyone.

Above the metal dragon head, its eyes gleamed with red mechanical light, and its upper body was covered with layers of unknown mechanical armor.

Its left hand is a mechanical arm, it has six wings on its back, and its tail is covered with metal armor with sharp spikes at the end.

Thus, the mechanical Tyrannomon, a creature that blends mechanical and dinosaur elements and is both sturdy and powerful as well as fierce and majestic, appeared before everyone's eyes.

As the electromagnetic pulse field was activated, sparks flew from the mechs, and their cockpits opened automatically.

Then, seven soul beasts wielding longswords and a fire unicorn began rescuing the mecha pilots and the crippled mechas one by one.

Seeing all this, a group of evil spirit masters started arguing.

"Dragon? Cat? Rabbit?"

"Are these... artificial souls?"

"No, this mechanical dragon should look like a new type of mecha!"

While everyone was arguing about it.

Suddenly, a stirring chant rang out.

"The fire draws the sword!"

Upon hearing this, the plague messenger behind him was slightly taken aback, and a sense of foreboding suddenly arose in his heart.

But didn't wait for him to react.

The next second, a deep voice came out.

"Transform!"

In an instant, a huge crescent-shaped sword aura appeared, seemingly formed from pure fire energy and ultimate sword intent.

Like the most dazzling shooting star in the night sky, it burst forth with unstoppable force from the remaining pile of rubble.

Wherever the sword energy passed, the air was instantly ignited, producing crackling and popping sounds, and the intense heat distorted the surrounding space.

It makes it look like a shimmering water surface, instantly burning away the miasma that filled the surrounding air.

This seemingly illusory sword energy was like a tangible, blazing blade, mercilessly piercing through all the evil spirit masters in front of the ruins.

In just a moment, those arrogant and domineering evil spirit masters were gone.

At that moment, before they could even let out a scream, they exploded along with the countless corpses that had been lying haphazardly on the ground.

The roar they emitted, along with the flames, seemed to have been completely erased from existence by an invisible hand.

It vanished cleanly on the spot, as if it had never existed, leaving no trace whatsoever.

Immediately afterward, the crescent-shaped sword energy did not dissipate after completing this series of astonishing feats.

Instead, like a well-trained bird, it traced a graceful arc in the air before turning back.

On its return journey, the immense power it contained remained undiminished, and all the rubble along the way was instantly struck by the sword energy.

Just like fragile tofu, it was easily chopped into countless tiny powders, which fluttered down.

Finally, the crescent-shaped sword energy slowly collided with a figure, and the two merged together, transforming into the sword blade above the figure's head that shone with a mysterious light.

"When the Dragon of Courage and the Crimson Sword become one, the fantastical swordsman, imbued with courage, will burn away all evil!"

Hearing the inexplicable sound coming from beside him, and looking at the empty ground in front of him.

The plague messenger's heart skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition surged into his mind like a tide.

Because of everything that was happening before his eyes, the situation was clearly far beyond his control!
"One move. Clearing out the entire area... Is this Wu Lin's true strength?!"

Lying on the wooden bed, Xie Xie exclaimed in disbelief.

The people lying on the wooden beds nearby were also looking at the figure in front of them with expressions of joy, confusion, admiration, and surprise.

Looking at Tang Wulin's figure and recalling his transformation into the Courageous Dragon just now, Gu Yue's expression became somewhat strange.

"So you can already directly control the power of MetalGreymon in its normal state."

Gu Yue muttered to herself, her eyes flashing with a strange and complex light.

On the other side, Tang Wulin moved, his figure leaping high into the air like a cannonball.

Before anyone could even blink, he had already teleported like a ghost to the top of the plague messenger who was preparing to flee in panic.

"clang!"

"Clang!" A crisp and loud metallic clang instantly resounded throughout the entire battlefield.

The blazing sword in Tang Wulin's hand was enveloped in raging flames.

Like a sword of judgment from hell, it slammed down on the plague messenger's staff.

In an instant, a powerful force, like a surging wave, spread along the sword and staff.

The ground beneath the plague messenger's feet could no longer withstand the terrifying impact. Suddenly, it cracked open like a spiderweb, the fissures spreading rapidly in all directions, sending dust flying.

The plague messenger's entire lower body was directly struck by the immense power contained in this sword strike.

It was slashed into the ground, leaving only its upper body exposed above ground, looking extremely disheveled.

"puff!"

A mouthful of blood spurted from the plague messenger's mouth, and his face instantly turned extremely pale, but his eyes revealed a hint of madness and resentment.

He raised his head and roared like a madman, "Damn it, there's something strange about this kid, Youhuo, why aren't you making a move!"

"Heh heh, how pathetic, plague."

Even as the roar of the plague messenger still echoed in the air, it seemed as if it were responding to his call.

Clumps of eerie green flames inexplicably appeared all around, like ghosts.

The flames leaped and danced, quickly staining the area with the same eerie color.

Amidst the eerie green flames, a figure slowly and quietly appeared behind Tang Wulin.

The man was thin and dressed in gray, but his arms were unusually thick.

His right hand sprouted jagged bone spurs over a foot long from its five fingers, while his left hand burned with eerie, ghostly green flames remarkably similar to those of the Plaguebringer.

This flame lacked the intense heat of ordinary flames, and it also lacked the domineering power of the Fire Dance Whirlwind that Tang Wulin had just unleashed.

This eerie green flame exuded only a chilling, icy, and desolate aura.

Because this eerie green phosphorescent light is the source of the gray-clad man's martial spirit, and every bit of it is extremely precious.

It was refined from the fire of vengeful spirits that he obtained by constantly refining the souls of others with phosphorescent fire.

His innate phosphorescent fire can directly harm the soul and the sea of ​​spirit, making it one of the most vicious methods in the world.

From the tone of his mockery of the Plague Messenger, one can tell that this evil soul master named Ghostfire is definitely stronger than the Plague Messenger.

At this moment, the Envoy of the Netherfire looked at Tang Wulin with a satisfied and frenzied expression, while speaking.

"Hehehe, kid, the nourishment you just provided me is truly delightful."

"If it weren't for the regulations above, I would have slaughtered those bastards long ago to enhance my Netherfire. You really helped me a lot, hehehe."

Yes, he absorbed and refined the souls of the evil soul masters who had just been blasted to dust by Tang Wulin into his own martial soul.

At that moment, he felt an unprecedented sense of excitement and satisfaction.

After all, only a true master of evil spirits truly understands another master of evil spirits.

By refining those of his kind who had filthy minds and evil souls, the quality of his Netherfire became increasingly perfect.

"Alright, young man, to thank you for your help to this envoy, I will personally invite you into my Netherfire to discuss with me the path to immortality of the soul!"

As he spoke, Youhuo suddenly attacked, its eerie green flames pouring down on Tang Wulin like a waterfall.

Completely disregarding the plague messenger struggling to survive beneath Tang Wulin's feet.

In response, Tang Wulin made a cutting motion like he was slicing tofu.

Then, with a single sword strike, he cleaved the plague messenger, who was struggling to survive, and his martial spirit in two.

Finally, he slowly turned around to face the oncoming ghostly fire.

Feeling the ghostly flames enveloping him, Tang Wulin felt no unease whatsoever.

Because he really couldn't be bothered to say another word to this "super smart" swordsman who unleashed a fire attack in front of someone who had mastered the Fire Dance Whirlwind Sword Technique and successfully awakened the Flame Sword Blaze and controlled the Mountain Hidden Flame Fantasy Book.

Meanwhile, the Netherfire Envoy was overjoyed and excited when he saw Tang Wulin enveloped by the Netherfire he had released.

It should be noted that the Netherfire he controls is no ordinary fire.

It was a terrifying flame that could penetrate deep into the soul and scorch the souls of others.

In his mind, as long as the ghostly fire's attack could hit the target...

Even if the guy in front of me was wearing a full set of battle armor, he would be no match for it and could only struggle painfully under the torment of the ghostly fire.

"Hehehe, little one."

Before he could finish speaking, Youhuo suddenly stopped speaking as if someone had grabbed his neck.

Because at that moment, something extremely shocking happened before his eyes.

All that could be seen was the shrill, ghostly fire that he had released, which should have devoured his opponent as before.

At this moment, however, it seemed to be drawn by a mysterious and powerful force, suddenly and uncontrollably converging in one direction.

The ghostly flames intertwined and entangled, gathering more and more until they eventually formed a small, spiraling tornado emitting a ghostly green light.

The tornado spun rapidly in place, emitting a howling wind, as if expressing its resentment and anger.

"How is this possible? My martial spirit..."

The Ghostfire Messenger stared wide-eyed at its ghostfire, watching as it all defied its will.

It slowly merged and gathered into the mouth of the ram's head armor on Tang Wulin's chest, as if it had been eaten by the ram's head.

His face turned deathly pale instantly, and he cried out in alarm.

However, before he could finish speaking, Tang Wulin remained standing calmly in place without making any move.

However, the ram's head part on his chest, which belonged to Ornn's body part, suddenly glowed red.

The next second, a burst of flames erupted, resembling a nimble yet ferocious venomous snake spiraling endlessly.

Extreme flames erupted from Tang Wulin's chest and swept towards the Netherfire Messenger like lightning.

Wherever the flames passed, the air was instantly ignited, crackling and popping, and the intense heat caused the surrounding space to distort slightly.

The Ghostfire Messenger stared at the flames surging towards him, a clear look of terror appearing in his eyes.

"No!"

But before he could escape, the fierce flames, as fast as the wind, gave him no chance and instantly engulfed him completely.

In an instant, it was reduced to ashes, leaving only a patch of scorched black earth as proof of its existence.

Without saying much, after confirming that there were no other evil soul masters present, Tang Wulin immediately canceled his transformation and quickly appeared in front of everyone.

A golden sapling appeared, and a fragrance of life enveloped everyone.

Everyone felt that the blocked meridians in their bodies were broken through by a strange energy.

"Ugh... I can finally move! Being able to only watch was so frustrating!"

As Xie Xie spoke, he jumped around in place to stretch his muscles.

"But Wu Lin, you're too strong! Is that giant mecha Tyrannosaurus Rex the dragon storybook that you've been hiding inside you all this time?"

"Also, no wonder you didn't make yourself a battle armor, it turns out you had it all prepared long ago!"

"However, you wiped out that group of evil soul masters in just a few moves. What level is your battle armor? You know those two guys were both Soul Emperors."

Looking at the Ghostfire Messenger, who hadn't even left a trace of ash, Xie Xie felt like a fangirl from her past life seeing her idol.

She excitedly clung to Tang Wulin's arm, passionately sharing her joy and fervor with him.

(End of this chapter)