The enormous, heavily cracked corpse absorbed the four fragments. As soon as it came back to life, it immediately struck a starting pose.
Dai Ruoheng didn't even need to look to know what the thing in front of her was about to do.
"Haodong's Three Uniques?!"
That instantly maxed out Dai Ruoheng's anger. You bastard, pulling this stunt on the Douluo Plane?
You're pulling this stunt in this world too? Huo Yuhao, is something wrong with you?
Wang Dong'er was already dead! Tang Wutong was just a fusion! A fake!
If you're so desperate for love, then I'll send you to hell to keep Wang Dong'er company!
Dai Ruoheng gripped the greatsword's hilt with both hands, pushed off hard, and shot into the sky to meet the incoming attack of Haodong's Three Uniques.
"Let me tell you what a true human leader ought to do!"
Dai Ruoheng roared.
It was duty!
It was protection!
It was leadership!
You were consumed by love!
You were drowned in the truth!
You were afraid of loss!
Huo Yuhao.
No, Dai Yuhao!
Tang San's slave!
You're the one who needs saving. You're also the one who can no longer be saved.
Go become the king of humanity. Their voices echoed in her ears.
"I will bring reason back."
Go become the king of humanity.
Good grief! Look at the history books. Every human leader who shaped the fate of their age—wasn't each one controlled by emotion?
How absurd!
"I will lead all of humanity."
Go become the king of humanity.
Look! When the Titled Douluo at the top started wars and slaughtered cities and people for their so-called goals and purposes, did they ever think about how those below them felt?
The wails of ordinary people, the wails of Soul Masters from the lowest