Chapter 484.2: Game of Death
âWho knew that I would meet her during the blind date? She had long, pinkish-blue hair, and was absolutely ravishing. She looked identical to Wang Dong. I still thought that she was Wang Dongâs sister. However, I never expected Wang Dong to actually be Wang Dongâer. She had always been by my side, but I foolishly didnât know it.â
âShe called me a fool. Wasnât she right? However, Iâm willing to be her fool for life. Naturally, we got together. I really liked her. Everything that happened in the past replayed in my mind. Even in my dreams, I didnât expect to get together with my goddess. Yes, sheâs my goddess.â
âWutong, you arenât the first person to look like her. There was another girl who looked exactly like her. That girl was called Wang Qiuâer. I met her before and after the blind date. Then, I even thought that they were the same person. It was only afterward that I realized that they were different.â
âI liked Dongâer, but Qiuâer gradually walked into my world. She helped me and saved me. More weirdly, she was even able to form a fusion skill with me. However, I only have Dongâer in my heart.â
âSix!â Long Xiaoyaoâs voice softened a little, but he continued to shout.
Huo Yuhao lifted his hand and stabbed himself.
Black light flashed once again. It was the sixth stab, and there were twelve wounds now.
His body shook as this stab landed. He also staggered back two steps. The ground was covered in black blood. His face had also turned from pale-white to dim-gold. His entire aura seemed to be there yet not be there at the same time. Even his pupils started to turn grey.
âYuhao, stop. Please, I beg you. Please stop. Leave the last three stabs for me, alright?â Tang Wutong was already sobbing uncontrollably.
Huo Yuhao shook his head gently and said, âIâm a man. Even if you donât look like her, Iâll still do it for you. Iâll protect my partner and my friend. We are friends, arenât we? Finish listening to my story first.â
âIâve always been very troubled. I was certain that I liked Dongâer, but I didnât want to harm Qiuâer either. Qiuâer started to like me from some unknown period of time. I was sandwiched between her and Dongâer. I didnât know what to do. As a result, all sorts of problems piled up.â
âOnce, we entered a place called the Yin Yang Love Querying Valley. There, we went through many ordeals. Eventually, Dongâer saved me by committing suicide. Then, Qiuâer admitted defeat. However, Dongâer didnât manage to wake from the coma that she sustained in the process of committing suicide. I personally sent her back to her home, but that was the last time I saw her. When I returned again, she had already left. Her family told me that she had already awoken from her coma.â
âThe Douluo Continent is so vast. How could I find her? Not long before that incident, Qiuâer had also died while saving me on a mission. I asked myself. Do I really not have Qiuâer in my heart at all? No, I could feel that she left a deep impression in my heart. Itâs just that I canât split my heart into two. Iâve already given it to Dongâer. This is why Qiuâer is the person Iâve let down the most in my life.â
âSeven!â
His hand lifted, and the dagger stabbed. This time, the black light evidently slowed down slightly. It wasnât because Huo Yuhaoâs determination had fallen. It was because his body was a little overwhelmed because he was in such a weak state. This stab was closely connected to the sixth stab. They were both further to the sides of his intestines.
He finally collapsed after this stab. He sat down on the ground, in the puddle of his blood on the ground. His body was trembling slightly, and he needed his other hand to support himself to keep himself from fully collapsing to the ground.
âDo you still remember? Wutong, I tried to pour my soul power into you that day. In fact, I took you as her, just without the memories. I really hoped that our martial souls would fuse to prove that you were her. But I failed. Our soul power canât fuse. It doesnât seem that our martial souls are compatible. Then, I realized that you arenât her. You are Tang Wutong. She is Wang Dongâer. The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. At that moment, I felt very tormented. I felt extremely tormented. I really wish that you were her! If that were the case, there would be light in my world once again.â
Huo Yuhaoâs eyes had already turned completely grey by now. His pupils seemed to have dilated. He finally couldnât see Tang Wutong clearly anymore. There was only a blurry, pinkish-blue figure in front of him.
âI had two wishes in my life originally. My first wish was to avenge my mother. However, that has slowly faded away as time passed. Thatâs because Iâve slowly realized that my hatred is diminishing. My mom wouldnât want me to avenge her. Furthermore, I canât do it. I really canât.â
âMy other wish is to get together with Dongâer. To live together with her. To wed her and have a few kids. To accompany my kids every day. Thatâs all I want.â As he spoke until here, Huo Yuhaoâs tears were already flowing from his eyes.
He seemed to see himself and Wang Dongâer together, and their kids running not far away from them.
Tang Wutong was in a daze as she looked at him. It was as if she had been completely immersed in his tragic story.
âEight!â Long Xiaoyaoâs voice suddenly turned cold and stiff.
Huo Yuhao plucked out the black dagger again. But when he stabbed himself once more, he had evidently lost his strength. He stabbed at his right chest, but the dagger swept across his rib. He had to exert force twice before it stabbed through his body.
Right now, Tang Wutongâs eyes had already turned hollow. She didnât even bother trying to stop him anymore.
Huo Yuhaoâs voice was becoming weaker and weaker. It was trembling, and he was stuttering, âWutong, if you see someone that looks identical to you in the future, she might just be my Dongâer. Please take care of her, but donât tell her of everything between us. In fact, itâs good if she forgets me. Iâm too much of a burden. Perhaps sheâll be happier without me. Iâm happy as long as sheâs happy. Elder Long, I hope you stay true to your word. Donât make it difficult for her. Let her leave⦠nine!â
Huo Yuhao shouted out the last number on his own. His eyes suddenly brightened, and there was even a weird trace of light shining from his body. He plucked out the black dagger and stabbed it towards his heart.
He remembered everything that had happened between him and Dongâer. Wasnât it sort of a relief for him? Right now, he only wanted to be free. Now, no one could stop him. Even Di Tian couldnât do so. This was because there was no sense of danger in his heart. Everything was done willingly.
He really didnât want to live anymore. He felt very, very tired. There was a bitter look on his face right now. Iâm sorry, my partners. I can only shirk my responsibilities this way. Iâm not afraid of death. Death, to me, is like home. Dongâer has forgotten me, Qiuâer has died because of me, and I donât want revenge anymore. The Snow Empress, Ice Empress and Star Anise all have the origins of the Manifold Mysterious Ice Essence. They can help someone else to improve and become a god.
Everything seems to be perfect. I can finally leave this world. I want to find my mother.
Due to his terminal lucidity, Huo Yuhaoâs last stab was stronger than the earlier eight stabs. No matter how strong he was, he would never be able to survive once this dagger stabbed into his heart.
Tang Wutong collapsed completely when he stabbed himself again. She lost consciousness.
âSqwelp!â The sharp dagger stabbed into his flesh and penetrated it. He had eighteen wounds on his body right now.
Huo Yuhaoâs consciousness blurred. He couldnât control his body as it fell back. However, there was a smile on his face. It was a smile of freedom and relief. In this world, there was nothing he longed for anymore. It was as if it was time for him to go because his time was up.
Long Xiaoyao placed the unconscious Tang Wutong on the ground. He revealed a heavy look on his cold and elderly-looking face.
âWhat a passionate young man!â He sighed slightly and took a step out before coming to Huo Yuhaoâs side. He slowly squatted down and grabbed the black dagger in his chest before pulling it out.
Huo Yuhao lay there without moving. His life energy seemed to have disappeared.
Long Xiaoyaoâs eyes suddenly brightened. Their surroundings became dark and silent once again. Even the blood in Huo Yuhaoâs body stopped following.
In this silent and dark world, he was the only one who could move. He slowly lifted his right hand and pressed it on Huo Yuhaoâs chest. He could clearly see streaks of black current fading from the eighteen wounds on Huo Yuhaoâs body. In a matter of seconds, the wounds were already covered in red.
Light flashed in Long Xiaoyaoâs hands, and a white bead appeared in his palm. He pressed his other hand on Huo Yuhaoâs chest, as if he were sensing something.
After a brief moment, there was a satisfied look on his face. After this, he placed the bead in Huo Yuhaoâs mouth.
After completing all these, he bent over and carried Huo Yuhao up to a cleaner place. He helped to strip his bloodstained shirt from his body.