The Dragon That Devours the World

, the fastest update of the dragon that devours the world! What is it like when a lion fights?

Usually, lions are accustomed to hiding themselves, suddenly attacking, and then bursting with unmatched speed to catch up with their prey, then grab, overwhelm, and then bite the prey's neck.

But this trick often does not work for humans. Humans have spears and bows and arrows, which can drive out lions from a distance.

Even if a terrifying speed erupts and knocks humans to the ground, humans will instinctively protect their necks, and use a series of weapons, including daggers, to stab and poke the lion's mouth, nose, and eyes.

But neither Leo nor Hercules are ordinary lions and humans.

When they were very young, the two used to play together and compete. In such playmate-like fights, both sides are often tied.

The lion has an invulnerable body, and the young man has powerful strength, and they can't help each other.

Ten years have passed, the lion cub has grown up, and the boy has become an adult, but the contest in his childhood is unexpectedly repeated at this moment.

The speed of the lion was so fast that it disappeared from the sight of the young man almost instantly, and then a huge black shadow fell.

The young man raised the stick almost without hesitation, blocked it in front of him, and swayed under the huge impact, barely blocking the blow.

A lion as huge as a bull, with its face close in front of him, bit the stick that was blocking him, and its huge pupils were full of anger, as if it wanted to choose someone to devour.

The youth took the opportunity to take two steps back and said eagerly.

"Leo! It's me, it's Alkades who grew up with you!"

The lion also took a few steps back, fearful of the youth's power, and walked around the youth, uttering human words.

"I know you are Alkades, that's why I want to kill you... How can you, a humble mortal, get my father's blood?! That should be my honor."

The lion let out a terrifying low roar, his voice full of resentment and jealousy.

It has always been proud of its origin, proud of being born of the bloodline of the ancestor of all demons, and it has been looking forward to the day when it will be able to make a name in the heaven and earth that will move the gods.

But this pride was torn to shreds on the day he knew that the young man had obtained the blood of the ancestor of all demons.

Even as a young playmate, the lion has always felt that he should be the more honorable and powerful one.

A tie with a mortal playmate is nothing more than a real deal. But it was that mortal who got what it dreamed of, but failed to get.

That mortal, who was given blood, was tacitly regarded as the parent and child of the ancestor of all demons.

Ha, just a joke.

The lion in rage left the house built for it by the moon god, killed the servants who served it, and fell from the moon, just to find the mortal who is said to have come to the world, the playmate of his childhood , the now hated enemy.

And now, the enemy is in front of him.

The dazed young man has understood something, showing a complicated and sad expression.

"Leo, is it because of this?"

"Isn't that enough? I should be the best! I should be the most powerful one in the world, and I am the most outstanding son of the ancestor of all demons! I want to prove to my father that it is the one who is wrong. It misread you, a mortal, and underestimated me!"

The young man's words seemed to stimulate the lion, it roared angrily and let out an unwilling roar.

It swooped forward and collided with the youth.

"puff!"

"Bang bang bang..."

First there was the sound of hitting the body, then the sound of trees breaking.

The strength of a lion is rare in the world. The young man was knocked out, his body hit the surrounding trees, and the speed did not decrease in the slightest. Those thick trees were broken like seedlings.

But the lion didn't stop, its huge head pressed forward against the youth's body, and then it raised its head vigorously, and the youth flew up.

He opened his mouth wide and waited for the young man's body to fall and be crushed by his own fangs.

This kind of gameplay has been used many times, and those mortals will be bitten to death by their own blood even if they are not hit to death. Even the metal armor couldn't protect them, they could only let out desperate screams and watched themselves fall into the lion's mouth.

The mortal also fell into his mouth, but the result was not what the lion thought.

It was as if a hard and stubborn iron stone was suddenly put into his mouth, and he tried to bite, but it couldn't fit.

The young man forcibly opened the lion's mouth with his own hands and feet, and his azure arm seemed to be made of cast iron, forcibly shaking the lion's bite.

The lion in his mouth spit out a poisonous, rancid wind, and the hero had to jump out of the lion's mouth.

So far, it is meaningless to say more.

Hercules raised the stick in his hand and smashed it down at the lion's head with all his might.

It was no longer the playfulness of childhood, this time the two sides were really moving.

Unparalleled divine power was poured into this wooden stick, and the roar sounded like a bell.

The lion groaned, and the huge head was beaten to the side. Hercules tried to beat him again, but was avoided by the lion.

So the lion leaped forward, knocked the exhausted Hercules to the ground, threw the stick aside, and opened his mouth to bite the future hero's throat.

Hercules pushed the giant lion away with all his might, kicked the giant lion away with one foot, then rolled up and stood up, watching the young playmate vigilantly.

He picked up a bow and arrow from the corpse on the ground, pulled it open and shot at the lion.

Hercules was very good at shooting. The sharp arrow hit the lion's eye, but the lion did not push or dodge, and the arrow smashed into the lion's eye.

The lion pounced on Hercules.

When he was in the air, Hercules shot another arrow at the heart of the lion. The arrow could shoot through the gold and stone, but it still couldn't shoot through the lion's skin.

As the lion once proudly proclaimed, it is invulnerable, and even those so-called magic weapons can never harm it.

The big hero has already felt it in his childhood play, but he really realizes the weight of the words at this moment.

At this moment, it was too late to shoot arrows, the lion had already pounced, and the hero had to drop the bow and arrow in his hand and fight the lion with his bare hands.

His fists can pierce through gold and iron, his teeth can break chains, and his divine power is unparalleled in the world, no one can match him.

But what he faced was precisely an invulnerable monster.

The great hero was entangled with the lion, and his hammer-like fist fell on the lion's body, but it failed to injure the lion in the slightest, but instead aroused its ferocity.

The sky gradually darkened, the forest had been devastated by the battle between the hero and the lion, and there were broken and mutilated trees everywhere.

In the middle of the journey, the big hero thought of many ways, trying to smash with a wooden stick and chop with a sword, but he couldn't do anything about this invulnerable giant lion.

And the lion kept rolling, fluttering, and biting. His sharp claws had scratched **** wounds on the hero's arms and thighs.

The lion that smelled the blood became more and more manic and excited, as if it had seen the scene of swallowing this mortal in its belly.

In the sky, the gods have already noticed this scene on the ground.

Ares, the **** of war, cheered because of the battle on the ground, and the goddess Athena frowned because of the hero's dilemma.

The god-king Zeus looked at his son with mortals, and clenched his thunder as he fought against such a powerful enemy on his first adventure.

He could have saved his son's life at any time if he wanted to, but he didn't move.

As the ancestor of all demons said, if Hercules really stopped here, no matter what potential he has, it will prove that he is nothing more than that.

Because truly powerful warriors can decide their own destiny.

On the ground, the little snake that no one could see watched the battle between his two "sons" indifferently.

The giant lion is the child born of its blood, and the great hero is the child endowed with its blood.

Although he cared about the big hero, if he really died here like this, it would be fine. It has been here to witness the battle, and if the lion wins the moment, it will drop its favor.

As for the losers?

Incompetent waste need not exist.

The man and the lion on the ground don't know what the gods and demons are watching, they just try their best to fight for victory.

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But the more so, the more calm the hero becomes.

The battle depends not only on the bravery of blood, but also on a beast, and a calm and composed battle.

At the moment when the lion pounced again, he deftly avoided it, and then slammed towards the lion, pressing his entire body on the lion's body.

He put his arms around the lion's neck and clamped the lion's body with his legs. Although his body is flesh and blood, it is stronger and stronger than steel.

The giant lion realized that something was wrong, it roared and tried to roll over, throwing the big hero off itself, but was firmly controlled by the big hero.

His divine power is inexhaustible, and no giant lion can break free.

His arms were stronger than the strongest chains in the world, tightening the neck of the lion.

The roar of the giant lion turned from anger to panic, and then from panic to dwindle.

Even with an invulnerable body, it is still flesh and blood, and breathing is the symbol of the soul.

With every breath, the soul becomes strong and full of vitality. And without breathing, even the noble gods, the soul will become pale and powerless.

Stopping breathing, even the giant lion will be sluggish and the soul will be weakened.

The giant lion tried hard to breathe more, but the iron arm of the great hero completely blocked his idea, and the soul in the body could no longer communicate with the outside world, and could not be nourished.

The energy began to fail, and the consciousness gradually became clouded.

Before the giant lion's consciousness completely fell into darkness, it finally realized one thing.

"I lost."

Lost very thoroughly, without any intrigue, without any magic to help others, and without any excuses to quibble.

That mortal completely defeated himself with the most upright and direct power.

But at this moment... the pair of iron arms quietly loosened.

Breathing was finally able to be carried out again, greedily sucking the air, the soul in the body was also excited, but the giant lion had no idea of ​​fighting again.

It has completely lost.

It tried hard to prove that it was better than this mortal, and in the end it turned out that this mortal was indeed stronger than it.

"Why didn't you kill me."

The giant lion lay weakly on the ground, closed his eyes, and did not move.

Hercules, or the young man, looked at the giant lion under his control with a complicated expression.

At the most intense moment of the battle, he focused on defeating the lion and killing the lion, without any distractions in his mind.

But when his iron arm really tightly squeezed the neck of the giant lion, he felt the vitality of the giant lion gradually stop moving and was about to decay, and his heart suddenly softened.

He knew he shouldn't, but he let go of his arm anyway.

"I do not know either."

The young man shook his head, then shook his exhausted body and leaned against the lion with a soft foot.

One person and one lion, just like the rest after playing and playing in childhood.

"You defeated me, what are you going to do in the future?"

The lion's voice seemed to calm down for some reason, no longer full of anger.

"Probably continue the adventure, defeat more people and monsters, and let the world know my name. UU www.uukanshu.com"

"In this case, you will be respected by the whole world."

"Well, it should be."

"Then how will I be evaluated by the world for the first monster you defeated?"

"I'll tell them you're strong, very strong."

After a short conversation, both the lion and the youth fell into an inexplicable silence.

After a long time, the low voice of the lion sounded.

"That's it, you have to tell the world that I, Leo, are very strong, very strong."

"Um."

"Wait a minute, take my pelt off with my claws, it will help you defend against all harm. Alkades, I will watch you... watch you do great things... the whole world will Knowing how tough my Leo's fur is and how strong I am..."

At the end of the speech, the lion under him stopped moving.

The young man looked down and saw that the lion was no longer breathing.

It dies voluntarily, and the lingering on the loser is a humiliation, and its pride does not allow it to do so.

The strong enemy who fought with his life and death died, but the young man did not know whether he should be happy or sad.

He was stunned, his cheeks seeming to be wet and warm.

Wiping his face, biting his lips, the corners of his mouth suddenly twitched into a smile.

"Yes, you will see."

One day, the great hero who has made many great achievements will seriously tell his admirers that the most difficult battle it has experienced is the first battle.

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The soul of the giant lion ascended into the sky, the goddess guided it, and the gods praised its power and elevated it to a constellation in the sky.

But the proud lion didn't even look at it, just jumped up and turned into a lion in the sky.

Under the night sky, Leo looked down at the young man in the skin of a lion on the ground. His face was firm and he was walking on the way home.