svetikya Chapter 413 Tang 3 Slaughters Shrek Academy
Chapter 413 Tang 3 Slaughters Shrek Academy
Inside the council chamber, the air seemed to freeze, and Zhao Wuji stared wide-eyed.
"You want us to kill and devour souls?"
Liu Erlong's face was full of disgust.
"Tang San, you've really gone mad."
Qin Ming said in a deep voice:
"This isn't an assessment; this is heresy."
Tang San's eyes turned cold.
"evil ways?"
"What is right, and what is wrong?"
"Tang Chuan kills soul beasts and possesses soul-absorbing rings; he's a genius."
"Qian Renxue inheriting the position of angel is sacred."
"My method of becoming stronger by devouring souls is considered heretical?"
"You are simply bound by the so-called morality of this world."
"Power itself has no good or evil, only strength or weakness."
At this point, Tang San's gaze suddenly turned to Grandmaster.
"Teacher, you should understand me."
"Haven't you always wanted to prove yourself?"
"Haven't you always wanted the world to know that your theory is the only truly correct one?"
"Now, the opportunity has come."
The master had been keeping his head down.
Hearing Tang San call his name, he slowly raised his face.
The candlelight in the council chamber illuminated his face.
Only then did everyone notice that the master's expression had become extremely strange.
That's not normal paleness.
Instead, it is a grayish-white color that has been eroded by a cold and gloomy atmosphere.
Dark purple lines also faintly appeared in his eyes.
Liu Erlong's expression changed.
"Xiao Gang?"
The master did not look at Liu Erlong.
His gaze was fixed on the Rakshasa Token in Tang San's hand. His eyes, which had once been filled with inferiority, pain, and resentment, now shone with a morbid fanaticism.
"strength……"
The master murmured.
"A power that can compensate for the defects of a martial soul."
"This can prove the power of the theory."
Flander's expression changed drastically.
"Xiaogang, what are you saying?"
The master slowly stood up.
His movements were somewhat stiff, but his face showed an unprecedented excitement.
"Flander, Erlong, you don't understand."
"You'll never understand."
"How many people have mocked me throughout my life?"
"Useless, incapable of cultivation."
"They only know how to talk the talk."
"How many people have questioned my ten core competencies?"
"Tang Chuan has shattered my theories time and time again, and everyone says I'm wrong."
"But was I really wrong?"
He suddenly looked up, the purplish-black light in his eyes becoming even more pronounced.
"It wasn't my fault!"
"I simply didn't have the strength to prove myself!"
"If I could obtain the power bestowed by the Rakshasa God, if I could overcome the flaws in my martial soul, if I could personally create a new theoretical system for martial souls, who would dare to call me, Yu Xiaogang, a piece of trash?"
Liu Erlong was stunned. She looked at the master in disbelief and shouted:
"Xiaogang, wake up!"
"That's the power of a Rakshasa!"
"That power was gained by killing and devouring souls!"
The master suddenly turned to look at Liu Erlong.
In that instant, his gaze made Liu Erlong feel like a stranger.
"Two dragons."
"You also think I'm useless, right?"
Liu Erlong's face turned pale.
"I never thought that way."
The master sneered.
"But all of you are looking at me with pity."
"Flanders had pity on me."
"Have pity on me too."
"Tang San used to respect me, but what happened to him later?"
"Later everyone realized that Tang Chuan's Blue Silver Grass path was the correct one."
"And I, Yu Xiaogang, am just a joke."
He reached out his hand and looked at Tang San.
"I'm joining."
"I am willing to join the Rakshasa Divine Court."
"I am willing to accept the test of the Rakshasa God."
These words struck Flanders like a thunderbolt.
Zhao Wuji couldn't help but curse:
"Yu Xiaogang! You've gone mad!"
Tang San's lips slowly curled up. He raised his hand and waved, sending the purplish-black token flying towards the master.
The moment the master caught the token, his entire body trembled violently.
A surge of Rakshasa divine power flowed from the token into his body.
The master let out a suppressed growl.
His martial spirit, Luo Sanpao, appeared uncontrollably.
But at this moment, Luo Sanpao was no longer the comical and weak figure he once was.
Its body was shrouded in purplish-black mist, and its originally round body began to twist. A row of bone spurs even grew from its back, and its eyes turned into a ghostly green.
The master trembled with excitement as he watched Luo Sanpao's transformation.
"evolution……"
"It really is evolving..."
"My martial spirit... really can evolve!"
Tang San said calmly, "Teacher, this is just the beginning. As long as you complete the first test of the Rakshasa Divine Court and personally sacrifice one hundred souls, your martial soul will truly transform."
Liu Erlong's face turned deathly pale.
"One hundred souls?"
She finally lost her temper and slammed her palm down on the token in the master's hand.
"Throw it away!"
But Tang San's eyes turned cold, and the Rakshasa Demon Scythe trembled slightly.
A purplish-black barrier instantly blocked Liu Erlong's path.
boom!
Liu Erlong was forced back several steps.
Tang San said coldly:
"Teacher Erlong, I respect you as a teacher, which is why I didn't act immediately."
"But if you get in my way again, don't blame me for being heartless."
Flander slowly walked forward, his face extremely gloomy.
"Old flame?"
"Tang San, you still dare to bring up our past relationship?"
Tang San frowned and said:
"Dean, I don't want to be your enemy."
Flanders, enraged, laughed:
"You don't want to be my enemy?"
"When you killed those innocent civilians, did you ever think about what Shrek Academy taught you?"
"When you turned Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun into undead puppets, did you ever think about how they were once your brothers? Now you've come back, demanding that we kill and devour souls with you, and you still dare to say you don't want to be my enemy?"
Tang San's eyes gradually darkened.
"Dean, times have changed."
"What Shrek taught me before couldn't save Xiao Wu, nor could it save anyone else."
"Only power can determine everything."
Flander slammed his hand on the table.
"fart!"
This angry shout made the entire council hall vibrate.
Flander walked step by step to Tang San. He was no longer young, and his soul power was far inferior to Tang San's at this moment, but at this moment, his back was straight.
"Tang San, you listen to me carefully."
"No matter how poor, dilapidated, or shameless Shrek Academy was in the past, I never taught my students to massacre an entire city!"
"We teach you cultivation, we teach you to fight, we teach you to become stronger, so that you will have the ability to protect the people around you."
"I'm not telling you to use a scythe to rip out the souls of ordinary people!"
"Dai Mubai is your brother."
"Ma Hongjun is your brother."
"Xiao Wu is your lover."
"But look at yourself now!"
"You turned your brothers into puppets, your lovers into ghosts, and innocent people into sacrifices."
"You still dare to say you're resurrecting them?"
Flander's eyes were red, but his voice grew louder and louder.
"You're not saving Xiao Wu."
"You are insulting her!"
Tang San's expression finally changed completely.
"Xiao Wu is mine!"
"What I do is none of your business!"
Flanders roared:
"If she still has any sense, the first person she'll kill is you!"
boom--
The power of the Rakshasa erupted instantly.
All the tables and chairs in the council chamber were blown to pieces.
Zhao Wuji and Qin Ming simultaneously released their martial spirits, standing beside Flander.
A phantom of a crimson dragon appeared behind Liu Erlong, and flames shot into the sky.
Tang San stood in the black mist, his face contorted in a grimace.
"very good."
"It seems you are unwilling to join the Rakshasa Divine Court."
Zhao Wuji sneered.
"You want me to kill and devour souls? Dream on!"
Qin Ming said in a deep voice:
"Shrek students may die in battle, but they will not fall into the trap of becoming evil soul masters."
Liu Erlong looked at the master, her eyes filled with pain.
"Xiao Gang, turn around."
The master gripped the Rakshasa Token, his eyes flickering with struggle for a moment.
But soon, that struggle was swallowed up by the purplish-black light.
He whispered:
"Erlong, you will understand eventually."
"I am not depraved."
"I have found a new path."
Flanders looked at the master, the last trace of sorrow in his eyes turning into anger.
"Yu Xiaogang! If you really dare to follow Tang San to kill and devour souls, from this day forward, you will no longer be my brother, Flander's brother!"
The master's body trembled slightly, but he did not let go.
Tang San watched this scene and sneered.
"Dean, you're still so naive."
"You think you can distance yourself by rejecting me?"
He slowly raised the Rakshasa Scythe.
"I'm giving you one last chance."
"Join the Rakshasa Divine Court."
"or--"
"To become one of the first sacrifices of the Rakshasa Divine Court."
As soon as he finished speaking, black fog billowed outside the council chamber.
One by one, the figures of the dead slowly emerged from the darkness.
Xiao Wu stood at the very front.
She wore a pink dress, had a long scorpion braid, a pale face, and empty eyes.
Behind her were Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, Tailong, and the spirits of Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo.
The death aura at the level of a Title Douluo instantly enveloped the entire Shrek Academy.
The moment Flander saw Ma Hongjun, his body trembled violently.
"Hongjun..."
Ma Hongjun did not respond.
He simply stood blankly behind Tang San, his body burning with eerie green undead flames.
Tears finally fell from Flander's eyes.
But the next moment, he suddenly looked up and glared at Tang San.
"Tang San!"
"You beast!"
"Even if I die today, I will never allow Shrek Academy to associate with someone like you!"
Tang San gripped the Rakshasa Demon Scythe tightly, his eyes blazing with murderous intent.
"In that case..."
"Then Shrek Academy has no reason to exist."
As Tang San's voice fell, the temperature in the entire council hall seemed to drop to freezing point instantly.
Black mist surged in from outside the door, like invisible hands, climbing up the walls and over the beams, finally enveloping the entire council hall in a purplish-black death aura.
Xiao Wu's spirit stood silently at the doorway, her pink dress fluttering without wind, her face pale, her eyes empty, showing no trace of her former liveliness.
Behind her, Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, Tailong, Chrysanthemum Douluo, Ghost Douluo, and other undead titled Douluo slowly emerged, each of them exuding a cold, undead aura.
There was no heartbeat.
He is not breathing.
No emotions.
Only absolute obedience to Tang San.
Flander looked at Ma Hongjun, and his eyes suddenly reddened.
"Hongjun..."
His voice was a little hoarse.
"Look at the teacher..."
Ma Hongjun did not respond.
That face, which used to always be all smiles, is now only ashen and numb.
A ghostly green flame of death ignited from his body, and the Evil Fire Phoenix Martial Soul spread its wings behind him, but it no longer possessed any intensity or vitality.
Flander slowly took off his glasses, his fingers trembling violently.
He could tell.
His disciple is dead.
The thing in front of them was just a puppet that Tang San had pieced together using evil power.
"Tang San".
Flander raised his head, his voice no longer angry, but unusually calm.
"You killed Xiao Wu."
Tang San's eyes suddenly turned cold.
"What did you say?"
Flanders stared at him and said, word by word:
"You killed her."
"If Xiao Wu were still alive, she wouldn't be willing to stand by your side, watching you slaughter the city, watching you devour souls, and watching you turn your former companions into monsters."
"Your so-called resurrection is just you projecting your stubborn refusal to accept reality onto a dead body."
"Tang San, you didn't save Xiao Wu."
"You've only created an obedient shadow."
boom--
The power of the Rakshasa suddenly erupted.
The walls around the council chamber instantly cracked with countless lines.
Tang San's face was completely distorted.
"Shut up!"
The Rakshasa scythe slashed down fiercely.
Flanders did not back down.
The four-eyed cat-owl martial spirit behind him instantly spread its wings, and the spirit rings lit up one after another. This dean, who was once greedy, shrewd, and fond of taking advantage, now stood in front of everyone.
Liu Erlong roared, and the Crimson Dragon Martial Soul roared out.
Zhao Wuji unleashed the Mighty Vajra Bear, its muscles bulging as it crossed its arms across its chest.
A phantom image of a raging wolf appeared on Qin Ming's body, and flames spread along the ground.
All four attacked at the same time.
They all knew they couldn't win.
Tang San of today is no longer the student who needed their guidance.
But they also knew that if they backed down today, Shrek would lose the last shred of dignity.
Flanders said sternly:
"Shrek members can die!"
"But I will never become an evil spirit master!"
The four of them unleashed their soul power, forcefully breaking through the Rakshasa Black Mist, and charged towards Tang San.
Tang San stood still, his eyes cold.
"madness."
He didn't even lift a finger.
He simply raised his hand slightly.
"Xiao Wu".
The empty, standing spirit of Xiao Wu vanished instantly.
The next moment, she appeared in front of Liu Erlong.
Liu Erlong's pupils suddenly contracted.
She subconsciously reduced her strength by half.
Because that face belongs to Xiao Wu.
She was the child who used to call her Teacher Erlong at Shrek Academy.
But the undead Xiao Wu did not hesitate. She raised her hand and struck out with a palm. Her grayish-white soul power condensed into a huge Soft Bone Rabbit phantom, which slammed into Liu Erlong's chest.
Liu Erlong let out a muffled groan as his body flew backward, crashing heavily into the wall.
"Two dragons!"
The master's expression changed drastically.
His hand holding the Rakshasa Token trembled slightly, and for the first time, a wavering appeared in his eyes.
Tang San glanced at him.
"teacher."
"Now that you've chosen to join the Rakshasa Divine Court, you'd better not have any more lingering emotions."
"Emotions will only hinder you from becoming stronger."
The master's lips moved, but he did not utter a word.
On the other side, Dai Mubai's spirit had already pounced on Zhao Wuji.
The white tiger phantom roared, carrying a heavy aura of death.
Zhao Wuji roared, and the Mighty Vajra Bear charged head-on.
boom!
The two forces collided, and the entire floor of the council chamber collapsed instantly.
The bluestone beneath Zhao Wuji's feet shattered inch by inch. His strength had always been formidable, but now, facing the undead Dai Mubai, he was being suppressed by him.
It's not that Dai Mubai's skills are stronger.
Rather, the dead feel no pain, no fear, and no hesitation.
Zhao Wuji shattered Dai Mubai's shoulder armor with a single punch, but Dai Mubai didn't even flinch, instead tearing through Zhao Wuji's defense with a backhand claw.
At the same time, Ma Hongjun's undead unfurled gray-green fiery wings and rushed straight at Flander.
When Flander saw Ma Hongjun rushing towards him, his body visibly stiffened.
He ultimately failed to deliver the fatal blow immediately.
In that instant of hesitation, the eerie green phoenix flames had already landed on him.
Flanders let out a muffled groan and was blasted back several steps.
But he still gritted his teeth and stood firm.
"Hongjun..."
"Your teacher used to always scold you for being disappointing."
"But the teacher never imagined that one day she would be fighting with you like this."
The spirit Ma Hongjun did not respond.
It simply raised its hand again, and the eerie green flames condensed into a phoenix claw, reaching for Flander's heart.
Flanders closed his eyes.
The next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes filled with only grief and determination.
"Since you are already dead..."
"Then your teacher will personally send you to your peaceful rest!"
The Four-Eyed Cat-Owl Martial Soul suddenly erupted, and Flander transformed into a black shadow, rushing towards Ma Hongjun.
Just as he was about to rush in front of Ma Hongjun, a purplish-black scythe shadow slashed from the side.
Tang San made his move, his scythe flashing past.
Flander's body suddenly stiffened.
His illusory martial spirit shattered instantly, and his soul power flowed away wildly as if swallowed by an invisible black hole.
Flander glanced down at the purplish-black markings spreading across his chest, then slowly looked up at Tang San. His eyes held no fear, only disappointment.
"Tang San..."
"Shrek... taught you the wrong thing..."
Tang San remained expressionless.
"Shrek is too weak."
"What you've taught me won't save anyone."
Blood trickled from the corner of Flander's mouth, but he suddenly laughed.
"At least... we didn't teach you to be an animal..."
Tang San's eyes turned cold, and the Rakshasa Demon Scythe trembled violently.
Flander's body collapsed.
"Flanders!"
Liu Erlong let out a heart-wrenching roar, forcefully breaking free from Xiao Wu's vengeful spirit's suppression. Her Crimson Dragon Martial Soul burned to its peak, and she charged towards Tang San like a ball of flame. (End of Chapter)