The roof was exactly the same as it normally looked, and there didn't seem to be anything wrong with his body, either.
He blinked and sensed his own body before reflexively turning his head to the side, upon which he caught sight of the Star Cabin beside him.
This was the Star Cabin that had been specifically assigned to him so he could participate in the grand final of the competition.
Tang Wulin shook his head vigorously, and memory fragments began to surface in his mind.
"That was such a realistic dream? Could it be that I was too tired from my battle yesterday and fell asleep?"
Everything felt way too surreal. An abyssal tide of unprecedented proportions had suddenly struck, and he had become the core of the Blood God Array, drawing upon the power of heaven and earth to oppose the abyss. In the end, a seemingly invincible enemy had emerged from the abyssal plane, and after that, she appeared...
Tang Wulin chuckled as he shook his head. Everything was so absurd that it could've only been a dream. How could all of that have possibly taken place in reality?
He smiled as he got up, yet just as he was about to reach out for his outer garment, his hand suddenly stiffened in mid-air.
Was that... really all just a dream?
His heart rate suddenly began to elevate, and his hand also began to tremble slightly.
He abruptly rose to his feet before quickly dialing the number that he had already become extremely familiar with at this point.
"Beep, beep, beep..."
No one was picking up.
Unwilling to give up, he dialed the number again.
"Beep, beep, beep..."
He was still greeted by nothing more than the sound of the busy tone.
Tang Wulin's heart immediately sank, and he wrenched open the door of his room before rushing out of the barrack. He only managed to run a few steps before bumping into someone.
As such, he had no choice but to stop. "Senior Blood Two."
Blood Two had always held a rather neutral attitude toward him, and he was the Blood God that Tang Wulin had communicated the least with.
However, on this occasion, Blood Two's eyes immediately lit up at the sight of him, and a wide smile appeared on his face. "I'm so glad you're awake, Wulin! You have my eternal gratitude." He extended a grateful bow toward Tang Wulin as he spoke.
Tang Wulin hurriedly stepped aside. "What are you doing, Senior Blood Two?" [In Chinese culture, if you sidestep a bow or any gesture of reverence, it's basically a humble gesture through which you're proclaiming that you're not worthy of their reverence.]
When Blood Two stood up straight again, there were already tears shimmering within his eyes. "I really must thank you. I only have a single son, and no matter how strict I normally am to him, that doesn't change the fact that he's the most important person in my heart. You saved his life, and that means even more to me than if you had saved MY life, so how could I not thank you? Besides, I'm also thanking you on behalf of the entire Blood God Legion. You saved everyone from certain death, so you are the true hero of the legion."
"Me? I saved Blood Nine? So that wasn't just a dream?"
Tang Wulin stared blankly at Blood Two, and even though there was incredulity in his heart, his memories were gradually becoming clearer. His body began to tremble slightly, and an indescribable sense of horror welled up in his heart.
Nothing else mattered to him, but the final figure that had appeared was her!
"No, this isn't real! Senior Blood Two, that was all just a dream, right? There was no abyssal tide, no abyssal emperors attacked us, and I didn't do anything, right?"
Blood Two was appraising him with a surprised expression. "What do you mean? Are you alright, Wulin?"
Tang Wulin's face turned deathly pale, and he hurriedly rushed away. There was snow falling from the sky, but when he rushed out of the legion base, he was completely rooted to the spot.
On the snowy white mountain peaks, there were countless plants standing in a proud manner. They were already wilting away as they were unable to grow accustomed to the frosty weather here, but it was undoubtedly the case that they had once lived.
Everything was real. That wasn't just a dream; it had actually happened.
Tang Wulin stared blankly at the scenes laid out before him, and his entire body was trembling slightly.
The thing that he was most afraid of had still happened in the end.
She had already recovered her memories, but perhaps she had already recovered them long ago.
She had appeared by his side once again in his direst hour of need.
She was already so powerful, powerful enough to activate the entire Blood God Array on her own and force back the abyssal Holy Lord.
She had yelled out Dragon God Transformation rather than Divine Dragon Transformation.
What was she afraid of? Why did she have to leave him? Who was she? Where was she?
Tang Wulin's fists were tightly clenched, and he was completely oblivious to the fact that his nails had dug through the skin on the heels of his hands. At this moment, his entire body was trembling slightly, and he felt as if he had completely lost the ability to think.
What he feared the most wasn't loss; it was the unknown.
Regardless of whether she was Gu Yue or Gu Yuena, at the end of the day, she had become a complete mystery to him, one that he couldn't decipher no matter how much he thought about her.
"Argh!" Tang Wulin threw his head back and roared to the heavens as if he were trying to release all of his internal frustration.
She had left without any hesitation and without telling him anything. She had most definitely already left, and she wasn't going to be calling him father anymore. Where was she?
Tang Wulin's lips were pursed into a tight line, and he felt as if his entire world were devoid of all light and color.
Nothing mattered to him anymore. He couldn't contact the most important person in his life, and he didn't even know anything about her.
A series of figures were drawn to the scene by his anguished roar. These were all soldiers of the Blood God Legion.
None of them understood why Tang Wulin was looking so heartbroken, but all of them did the same thing.
They stood up straight and clenched their right hands into fists before thumping it into their own chests. This was the military salute of the Blood God Legion, and all of them had nothing but reverence and admiration in their eyes.
They had just weathered a catastrophic storm, and he was the one who had saved everyone. After the abyssal passageway was sealed again, the nine-colored figure that he had transformed into descended from the sky and reverted back to his original appearance before falling unconscious.
More and more people were beginning to gather around, and Tang Wulin was finally brought back to reality. When he finally noticed that he wasn't alone, there were already at least 1,000 Blood God Legion soldiers around him, all of whom were extending military salutes toward him, and he couldn't help but falter slightly at the sight of them.
"Golden Dragon King!" someone suddenly yelled. In the next instant, all of the Blood God Legion soldiers repeated the same chant. "Golden Dragon King!"
"From this day forth, Tang Wulin will no longer be Blood Nine of the Blood God Battalion. He will be given the honorary title of Blood Dragon and receive the highest level of privileges available to members of the Blood God Battalion. At the same time, he is now a vice-commander of the Blood God Legion."
A low voice rang out, and two figures descended beside Tang Wulin almost at the same time. They were none other than Mirror Douluo Zhang Huanyun and Heartless Douluo Cao Dezhi.
The arrival of the two Limit Douluos further fueled the excitement of the Blood God Legion soldiers.
"Blood Dragon, Blood Dragon, Blood Dragon!" All of them chanted Tang Wulin's honorary title in unison.
This was the first time in the 6,000-year history of the Blood God Battalion that a member of the battalion hadn't been assigned with a number.
Zhang Huanyun laid a hand onto Tang Wulin's shoulder, and said, "Wulin, How about you take over from me as legion commander so I can go into happy retirement?"
Tang Wulin was at a slight loss as to what to do, and he glanced at Zhang Huanyun before looking at Cao Dezhi as a wry smile appeared on his face. "Legion Commander, Senior Blood One, I want to speak to the two of you in private."
10 minutes later, in Blood One's room.
"What? You're going to retire?" Even with Zhang Huanyun's composure as a Limit Douluo, he still immediately sprang out of his seat upon hearing Tang Wulin's words.
Tang Wulin nodded as he confirmed in a bitter voice, "Yes, please accept my request." At this moment, all he wanted to do was to find Gu Yuena and ask her exactly what was going on.Previous Chapter Next Chapter