The world-devouring dragon

The gloomy sky, the setting sun on the sea and the horizon, the endless undersea creatures rushing to the coast are like black clouds, and the endless undersea creatures are all worshiping the naked girl on the lava.

The extraordinarily beautiful snake-man princess was dressed in a costume and wearing a crown. Surrounded by many sea giants, she slowly walked towards the hot lava. Wherever her long fish tail moved, the hot lava turned into cold rock.

In front of that naked body, she didn't dare to look directly at that figure.

In her keen perception, that figure was like a deep and strange black hole, constantly swallowing up all the eyes trying to pry. Its coldness and greed were terrifying.

She tried hard to suppress her excitement that made her want to cry, then she slowly leaned over to the figure, closed her eyes, pressed her smooth forehead against the rock, and spread her hands on the ground.

"My Father God, welcome your return."

The Father of Snakes created the Snake People, therefore, all Snake People can be said to be the descendants of the Father of Snakes.

No matter how the appearance changed, the blood instinct had already explained everything. It was indeed the Father of Snakes who had awakened from his ancient slumber. King Unogaya has returned, as has the father of snakes, which seems to herald the arrival of an era of snake people.

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

In that era, the floating city of the snake people rose to the sky, so that the sky was no longer exclusive to birds and angels; huge brass giants walked on the land of the Atlanteans, opening up new colonies for the snake people; Scholars who are obsessed with magic and astrology are chasing the forbidden secret of eternal life; snake people and snake people sing the praises of the snake father and the wise king, and they believe that a beautiful future is ahead.

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

"We are the last bloodline of the snake people."

Ya'anjiemu's mother once said this when she was young.

Since her birth, Ya'anjiemu has shouldered the mission passed down from her ancestors from generation to generation, working hard for the prosperity of the snake people and the entire snake people civilization. When she realized that Roberts had transformed into a snake man, although she was disappointed, she was immediately overjoyed 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 witness, how can she not be extremely excited?

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

The naked red-haired girl opened her eyes and looked at the sky with her erect pupils, seemingly deep in thought, without any intention of looking at Ya'anjiemu.

The Snake Father didn't seem to notice his dependent.

The snake-man princess did not dare to say anything anymore. She just prostrated in front of the snake father. She felt uneasy in her heart. After a long while.

"Huh...Is that so?"

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

Then, a heavy weight fell on Ya'anjiemu's slender back.

"Um……"

She couldn't help but grit her teeth and let out a muffled groan. Her slender, boneless hands gripped the ground tightly, but she didn't dare to resist, because it was the father of snakes who stepped on her.

Ya'anjiemu is not a warrior who is good at fighting. She has rich knowledge and is good at magic, but her physical fitness is very weak. Although the incarnation of the Snake Father seems to be just an ordinary human being, it is unexpectedly heavy.

"..."

The back supporting the heavy object seemed to be making some weird noise.

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

But the being who stepped on her slender back didn't care at all about her difficulty and exertion. For it, it may not even realize that it is stepping on a vulnerable girl.

Mud, lava, and the back of the Snake Princess seem to have no difference in its eyes, just like when humans walk, they don't care whether their feet are stepping on soil or weeds.

Stepping on the slender back, following the huge sea turtles that spontaneously spread into lines, and walking step by step into the depths of the sea amid the worship of endless sea creatures.

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

Ya'anjiemu, however, was lying on the ground, her dress tilted askew, and her small silver-white crown fell to the side. Her face looked a little confused and lost.

For some reason, she couldn't feel the love of the Snake Father. It was obviously the Snake Father who created the Snake Man, and the Snake Man was its descendant, but why... all she felt was indifference.

She is born with the ability to discern other people's thoughts, just like a mirror that can reflect other people's subtle thoughts. Even the most indifferent King Unogaya, although he is indifferent and ruthless, but being ruthless does not mean that he has no ideas, but it seems that King Unogaya's ideas are extremely subtle, and the Father of Snakes...

From the beginning to the end, the Snake Father never glanced at himself, or even paid attention to any underwater creature.

Yes, she was sure that even if the endless underwater creatures flocked to this coast and praised it, the Snake Father was not aware of it at all, but was completely indifferent.

It just does what it wants to do, that's all.

Her lips moved slightly.

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

Don't parents love their children?

She was extremely confused, as if something she had believed in since childhood had been overturned.

In the sky, many huge shadows and darkness flew past, like spreading black clouds. They made shrill screams, seeming to laugh at the tiny creatures on the ground.

Those weirdos and monsters of the old world...the demons have finally come out. They circled in the air and finally headed towards the ocean, where the masters of the old world and the new world lived.

Under them, the destroyed New York was covered with lava, like purgatory, and the sky was completely plunged into darkness.

…

A remnant of the old world.

The air is filled with the smell of sulfur, and the underground is filled with hot magma. The purgatory-like world is empty, and almost all the monsters have escaped. The defeated angel fell from the throne, his body was soaked in blood, and all his wings had been cut off.

Its body was covered in blood, and it knelt on one knee, barely holding the sword, motionless, as if dead.

But no monster really believes that it is dead. Even the powerful demon Baal, who personally cut off one of the wings of the last angel, dare not confirm this. This angel is so powerful that even the demons dare not confirm it. Whether to really die.

Or, will it really die?

No one was sure that they had escaped from this fragment of the old world that was tens of thousands of years old, but no monster dared to approach the seemingly dead angel to see if it was really dead.

But in the empty lava world, an uninvited guest came.

When he appeared, this fiery world was filled with golden brilliance.

"you failed."

The calm and cold voice spoke like this.

The muscular body was exposed, and an unknown animal skin was wrapped around the waist. It was primitive and simple.

Walking among the ruins of this old world, this oldest human being exudes the glory of his past, as bright as gold and as dazzling as the sun, as if a god has descended from the world, making it impossible to look directly at that too great thing. Intense brilliance.

He killed the dragon that symbolized the earth, took out the first seeds from the dragon's lungs, and spread green on the earth bit by bit; his parents were the sons of God created by God himself; his wife was the daughter of the devil Satan ; All human beings have his blood flowing through them; gods and demons have opened their doors to him.

Whether to obey God or surrender to the devil, everything is in his mind. Except for the deputy king of heaven in front of him, he is the living being closest to the gods and devils.

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

But the oldest human didn't move, just waited.

After a while, a hoarse voice sounded.

"Yes, I failed."

The eyes slowly opened, and the blood-stained Son of Fire looked at the Son of Earth who was exuding infinite brilliance in front of him. There were two different eyes, one with deep exhaustion, but there seemed to be something hidden in the depths. Tenacity; the other's gaze is extremely cold.

Fallen angels and ancient humans are also the continuation of myths.

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

"You're getting weaker."

The angel was noncommittal.

"Yes, I'm getting 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 some deep meaning, and the angel was silent for a moment.

Then, the angel said calmly.

"Yes, it is normal for a waste product to fail. I, a waste product, have tried my best."

He did not deny the fact that he was a waste. The former deputy king of heaven and the last angel just said so. Even if he was once the deputy king of the kingdom of heaven, when he was abandoned, he was just a waste.

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

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

"I'm here to kill you."

The voice was as calm as ever.

When he heard this sentence, Lucifer... No, or Metatron actually felt a little weird, a human, a human, actually said that he wanted to kill himself? The world has really changed. When did a small human say something like this to me?

Human beings, such a small word. In its heyday, human beings were just babies being cared for in infancy. But now, the most powerful human beings in the world can already fight against themselves.

He opened his mouth and laughed inexplicably.

"Ha...hahahahahahaha...it seems you still chose your snake father."

Along with his deep laughter, his tired eyes became more and more indifferent, his body exuded a chilling aura, and the severed wings behind him grew out one by one.

Different from the black wings before, at this moment, the newly grown wings are as white as new.

The originally half-kneeling body slowly stood up, and its body became larger and larger, ten meters, one hundred meters, one thousand meters, ten thousand meters... taller than mountains and larger than the ocean.

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

That majestic body is connected between heaven and earth. The handsome but indifferent face has a blazing bloody sky above its head, but its feet have already stepped into the depths of the magma sea. Thirty-six pairs of flame wings like fire and light are fully unfolded behind it. With the wings waving, the sky and the earth are covered.

The dazzling light emitted from the halo behind the head illuminated the entire world. In this world full of sulfur smell and magma, no brilliance could compare with him, and nothing could compare with it.

In front of this angel who spans heaven and earth, the oldest human beings are as insignificant as dust. At this moment, the king of angels is indifferently looking at the tiny dust in front of him.

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

It is the king of angels born from the glory of God. It possesses the most powerful power among angels. In a sense, it is a god in itself, the only god besides God. Because it is part of God.

Looking down at the tiny dust in front of him, the King of Angels had neither joy nor anger in his pupils. He held the sword of light upside down with both hands, the tip of the sword pointing towards the earth beneath him.

"Boom boom boom..."

More than a billion tons of behemoths fell, and the surging lava ocean was mercilessly split and penetrated.

The huge giant thing stands in the ocean of lava like a sky pillar that anchors the sea. It is a mountain and a giant pillar that holds the sky. The violent tsunami of lava stirs up this giant pillar, but it is as powerless as a mayfly shaking a tree.

"Kill me? Let's see if you are qualified."

The deep voice turned into thunder, shaking the remains of the old world.

Even if he is on the verge of death, not everyone can despise the King of Angels. Even if a huge star dies, the splendor it blooms before death will be beyond imagination.

At this moment, it is in its prime, and is undoubtedly the strongest under God.

In front of this behemoth that supported the heaven and earth, the oldest human raised his head and looked at the huge thing in front of him, his calm face unchanged.