The Dragon That Devours the World

The gloomy sky, the unset sunset on the edge of the sea, the endless seabed creatures rushing to the coast are covered like black clouds, and the endless seabed creatures are worshipping the naked **** the lava.

　　 The beautiful and extraordinary snake-man princess wore a full dress and a crown on her head. Surrounded by the numerous sea giants, she walked slowly towards the hot lava. When her long fishtail moved, the hot lava turned into cold rock.

　　 In front of the naked body, she did not dare to look directly at the figure.

　　 In her keen perception, that figure is like a deep and weird black hole, constantly devouring all the eyes trying to snoop, the coldness and greed makes people fearful.

　　 She tried her best to contain her excitement to tears, then slowly leaned over the figure, closed her eyes, pressed her smooth forehead against the rock, and spread her hands on the ground.

　　 "My Father, I congratulate you on your return."

　　 The father of the snake created the snake man. Therefore, all snake men can be said to be the heirs of the father of the snake.

　　 No matter how the appearance changes, the blood instinct has already explained everything. It is indeed the father of the snake who has awakened from the ancient sleep. King Unogaya has returned, and the father of the snake has also returned, which seems to herald the coming of an era of snake people.

　　In the very ancient past, the snake people once created a powerful and glorious era.

In that era, the floating city of snake people rose to the sky, making the sky no longer exclusive to the birds and angels; the huge brass giant walked on the land of the Atlantis people to open up new colonies for the snake people; Scholars who are fascinated by magic and astrology are chasing the forbidden mystery of immortality; snake people and snake people sing the praises of the father of the snake and the wise king, and they believe that a bright future lies ahead.

　　 Now, with the return of the father of the king and the snake, all this seems to happen again.

　　 "We are the last blood of the snake man."

　　 When Ya'an Jiemu was young, her mother used to say this.

　　 Since her birth, Ya’an Jiemu has shouldered this mission passed down from generation to generation, working hard for the prosperity of snake man and the entire snake man civilization. When she realized that Roberts had transformed into a snake-man, although she was disappointed, she was immediately rejoiced, because she had found a companion and she was no longer alone.

　　 And now, it seems that a beautiful era is about to begin in her testimony, how can she not be so excited?

　　 But in front of her, the only response to her was a cold silence.

　　 The naked red-haired girl opened her eyes, with erect pupils looking at the sky, as if thoughtfully, without any intention of looking at Yaan Jiemu.

　　 The father of Snake didn't seem to notice his family.

　　 The snake-man princess didn't dare to speak again, but she just squatted in front of the snake's father, her heart was very nervous, after a long while.

　　 "Huh...Is that so."

　　 The father of the snake seemed to laugh, and in the ancient and weird old snake language, there was disdain and mockery.

　　 Then, a heavy object fell on Ya'an Jiemu's slender back.

"Ok……"

　　 She gritted her teeth and let out a muffled grunt. Her slender and boneless hands stubbornly grasped the ground, but did not dare to resist, because it was the foot of the father of the snake that was stepping on her.

　　 Ya An Jiemu is not a fighter who is good at fighting. She has a wealth of knowledge and is good at spells, but her physical fitness is very weak. Although the incarnation of the father of the snake seems to be just an ordinary human, the weight is unexpectedly heavy.

　　 "……"

　　 The back supporting the heavy object seemed to be making a strange noise.

　　 But even so, she still tried hard to maintain her balance, not daring to shake the father of the snake on her back.

　　 While stepping on her slender back, she didn't care at all about her difficulty and effort. For it, perhaps he did not realize that he was stepping on a vulnerable girl.

　　 The mud, lava, and the back of the snake-man princess seem to have no difference in its eyes, just like when a human walks, he doesn't care whether his feet are on the soil or on the weeds.

　　 stepping on the slender back, following the huge sea turtles that spontaneously spread into lines, step by step into the depths of the sea in the worship of the endless sea creatures.

　　 When the figure disappeared into the sea, the sun completely set...

　　 But Yaan Jiemu squatted on the spot, her dress slanted, and the small silver-white crown also fell aside, her face was a little dazed and lost.

　　 For some reason, she couldn't feel the love of the father of the snake. It was the father of the snake who created the snake man, and the snake man was its heir, but why... she felt only indifference.

　　 She can distinguish the minds of others by nature, just like a mirror can reflect the subtle thoughts of others. Even the most indifferent King Uno Gaya, although he is indifferent and ruthless, but ruthless does not mean that he has no thoughts, but it seems that Uno Gaya's thoughts are extremely subtle, and the father of the snake...

　　 From beginning to end, the father of the snake never looked at himself or even noticed any creatures on the bottom of the sea.

　　Yes, she can be sure that even if the endless seabed creatures flock to this shore, praising it, the father of the snake doesn't realize it at all, just completely ignores it.

　　 It just does what it wants to do on its own, nothing more,

　　 Her lips moved slightly.

　　 "Why... doesn't God Father love us?"

　　 Would parents not love their children?

　　 Her heart is very confused, it seems that something she believed in since she was a child has been overturned.

　　 In the sky, many huge shadows and darkness flew over, like spreading black clouds, they made a sharp howling, as if they were laughing at the tiny creatures on the ground.

　　 The weirdness and monsters of the old world...the demons finally came out. They hovered in the air, and finally headed towards the ocean, where there are the masters of the old and new worlds.

　　 Under them, the destruction of New York is full of lava, like purgatory, and the sky is completely plunged into darkness.

　　……

　　 Remnants of the old world.

　　 The air was full of sulfur, and there was hot lava everywhere in the ground. The world shaped like a purgatory was empty, and almost all the monsters escaped. The failed angel fell to the throne, his body was soaked in blood, and all his wings had been cut off.

　　 Its body was full of blood, it knelt on one knee, barely holding the big sword, motionless, as if dead.

But no monster really believes that it is dead. Even the powerful demon **** Baal, who cut off the last angel's wings by himself, dare not confirm this. The angel is so powerful that the demon gods dare not confirm it. Whether it really died.

　　 Or, will it really die?

　　 There is no existence to be sure, they escaped from this tens of thousands of years of old world fragments, but no monster dared to approach the angel that seemed to be dead to see if it really died.

　　 But in the empty world of lava, an unexpected guest came.

　　 When he appeared, the hot world showed a golden brilliance.

"you failed."

　　 The calm and cold voice said so.

　　 The muscular body is bare, with an unknown animal skin wrapped around his waist, primitive and simple.

Walking among the wreckage of this old world, the oldest human being exudes the glory of his past, as bright as gold and as dazzling as the sun, like a **** walking down the world, making it impossible to look at it directly. Strong brilliance.

He killed the dragon that symbolized the earth, took out the first seed from the lungs of the dragon, and sprinkled a little bit of green to the earth; his parents were the sons of God created by God himself; his wife was the daughter of the demon Satan ; All human beings have his blood; the gods and demons have opened their doors to him.

　　Whether he obeys the gods or bows his head to the devil, everything is only between his thoughts. Except for the vice-prince of the heaven in front of him, he is the nearest life to the gods and devil.

　　 When the angel in front of him moved, he was still half kneeling on the ground, covered in blood, as if he was really dead.

　　 But the oldest human being did not move, just waiting.

　　 After a while, a hoarse voice sounded.

　　 "Yes, I failed."

Eyes slowly opened, and the blood-stained Fire Son looked at the infinitely radiant Earth Son in front of him. Two different eyes, one with deep exhaustion in them, but there seemed to be something hidden in the depths. Tenacity; the other stare is extremely indifferent.

　　 Fallen angels, ancient human beings, are also the continuation of myths.

　　 The oldest human being looked at the blood-stained angel in front of him, and said coldly.

　　 "You have become weaker."

　　 Angel is noncommittal.

　　 "Yes, I am weaker."

　　 Looking deeply at the angel in front of him, the oldest human shook his head.

　　 "Scrap."

　　 The waste in his mouth seemed to have a certain meaning, and the angel was silent for a moment.

　　 Then, the angel said calmly.

　　 "Yes, it's normal for a waste product to fail. I have done my best for this waste product."

　　 did not deny the fact that he was a waste product, the former vice-prince of heaven and the last angel just said so. Even if it was once a lieutenant of heaven, when it was abandoned, it was just a waste product.

　　 Then, his eyes moved slightly, and he looked at the human being who exudes infinite brilliance in front of him.

　　 "Then, son of Adam, why are you here?"

　　 "I'm here to kill you."

　　 The voice is as calm as ever.

　　 When I heard this, Lucifer...no, or Metatron felt a little weird. A human, a human, actually said that he wanted to kill himself? The world has really changed. When will I be said by the tiny human beings like this.

　　Humanity, what a small vocabulary. In its heyday, human beings were just babies who were cared for in their infancy, but now, the most powerful human beings in the world can fight against themselves.

　　 He opened his mouth and laughed inexplicably.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

　　 Accompanied by his deep laughter, his exhausted eyes became more and more indifferent. There was a stern air on his body, and the severed wings grew out of his back.

　　 is different from the previous black wings. At this moment, the newly grown wings are as white as new.

　　 The body that was half kneeling slowly stood up, and his body became larger and larger, ten meters, one hundred meters, kilometers, ten thousand meters...higher than the mountains and larger than the ocean.

　　 In the end, the angel's body seemed to fill the entire world of purgatory.

That magnificent body is connected between the sky and the earth, and that handsome and indifferent face is in the hot **** sky above his head, but his feet have already stepped into the depths of the magma sea, behind him, thirty-six pairs of fire-like flame wings are completely unfolded, The world has been covered with the waving of the wings.

　　 The dazzling light from the light wheel above the head illuminates the entire world. In this world full of sulfur and magma, there is no brilliance that can match him, and nothing can compare to it.

　　 In front of the angel who traverses between heaven and earth, the oldest human being is nothing but as small as dust~www.wuxiaspot.com~ At this moment, the king of angels is staring indifferently at the small dust in front of him.

　　 is not the fallen angel Lucifer, but the lieutenant of heaven, the king of angels, the angel of fire, the son of fire-Metatron.

It is the king of angels born out of the brilliance of gods, and possesses the most powerful power among angels. In a sense, it is a god, the only **** other than gods. Because it is part of God.

　　 Overlooking the tiny dust in front of him, there is no joy or anger in the pupils of the King of Angels.

　　 "Boom boom boom..."

　　 A behemoth of more than 100 million tons fell, and the surging lava ocean was penetrated by merciless splitting.

　　 The huge giant stands in the lava ocean like a sky pillar in Dinghai. It is a mountain and an Optimus pillar. The violent lava tsunami shook the giant pillar, but it was as weak as a mayfly shaking a tree.

　　 "Kill me? It depends on whether you are qualified."

　　 The low voice turned into thunder, shaking the wreckage of this old world.

　　 Even if it is dying, the King of Angels is not something that everyone can despise. Even if the huge star is dead, its blooming splendor before death will be beyond imagination.

　　 At this moment, it is the heyday, and it is undoubtedly the strongest under the gods.

　　 And in front of this huge beast that supports the world, the oldest humans raised their heads, looking at the huge things in front of them, their calm face remained unchanged.