The world-devouring dragon

"Bang!"

With the loss of divine blood and the weakening of strength, the originally stagnant time and space began to move again, and the body flew out with the spilled golden blood and hit the ground hard.

His brain was dizzy, his slender fingers clenched tightly on the rocky ground, and he couldn't help vomiting more blood in his mouth.

"How could it be...it can't be like this..."

He was panting heavily, and the brilliance that originally radiated from his body dimmed. His ferocious face was filled with tears, and the calm and arrogance before could not be seen at all.

This universe has too many restrictions on supernatural power. An ordinary body cannot carry the power of gods and demons. Only this body with divine blood can. The divine blood allowed it to control its own power, but the loss of the divine blood also meant that it began to have difficulty controlling its own power.

The fingers that were tightly clasped to the ground were trembling involuntarily, and the infinitely powerful power in his body was surging, and he was rushing left and right trying to escape from this body.

"I can actually...I can actually..."

But at this moment, a low voice sounded from beside it.

"It seems that you are in a very bad state now, Satan... No, should I call you Meng?"

That voice is...

Panting heavily, his eyes were still looking behind him at a weird angle... There was a man covered in blood and injured in many places, a shaky man.

There were multiple fractures, and one arm was hanging weakly, as if it had suffered internal crushing trauma.

After losing the curse of immortality, it was a miracle that a human being could still stand after suffering such a degree of trauma. But compared to the bloody flesh and blood on his body, what was more eye-catching were his eyes.

The star on the sky.

His pupils were slightly opened, and his gaze was as bright as the stars in the sky.

As if breaking free from the initial pain, joy, anger, sadness, resentment...many human emotions are once again hidden deep in this cold, dead star. But the stars are not cold after all. Every star in the sky is the sun.

Only those who are close to this star can feel the anger in the seemingly cold star and the violent heart.

The heart is the only thing beyond the control of the serpent's power.

God once took away Cain's heart. Without a heart, Cain could not break free from the control of the serpent. But now, the serpent gave his heart back to him with his own hands. Is it precisely because of this that Cain had the opportunity to break away from the huge will that controls all things?

Orochi didn't understand.

"How does it feel to kill Lily."

Looking down at the black shadow beneath him, unexpectedly, Cain once again asked a seemingly unrelated question.

Breathing heavily, the shadow lying on the ground looked up at Cain in front of him. The man who once looked down on others was now looked down upon by others.

"Cain...Actually...I know I was wrong now..."

His lips tightened and trembled several times, but he still spoke. Unexpectedly, this arrogant and arrogant black figure lowered his voice in a rare voice, and there was even a hint of pleading in his tone.

"I will wash away my mistakes..."

The arrogant black shadow now looks so humble. In front of him, Cain, who was overlooking the black shadow, said nothing and just watched indifferently.

"I will definitely wash away my mistakes... with your blood!!!"

Halfway through the words, the black shadow that seemed to be bowing its head in supplication suddenly rose up, its arms and legs exerted strange force, and when it raised its head, its greedy and violent pupils were revealed. Everything came to a standstill again, and time and space bowed before that huge will.

This time, Cain was not immune. The miracle of breaking through the control of the huge will only happened once and would not happen repeatedly.

dignity? humiliation? A sneak attack is shameful? These things that only little bugs care about are not important at all! Only victory is the only reality in this world. As long as you can win, these things are not important at all!

The winner stands at the top, the loser falls into the abyss.

Compared with this decisive victory, as long as we can win, what does this little thing mean?

"go to hell!"

Just use your death to wash away the mistakes I just made carelessly.

But what appeared in the monster's violent pupils... was a completely unexpected scene.

Cain couldn't move, his body was indeed frozen under the huge will, but the hand behind his back was raised at some point, and in that hand... was a head.

The black shadow of the head has been seen before.

That is a very beautiful face, and that handsome face is enough to put women all over the world to shame. Those eyes were once closed, but now they are open, and a divine light shines through the pupils, shining directly at the black shadow in front of him.

…

One day ago, the remains of the old world were in space and time.

The tired angel was half-kneeling, supporting himself only with the sword in his hand, and opposite him was a human who was cursed with immortality.

"Son of Adam, what are you going to do?"

"Use your head as a gift to keep it from destroying the world."

"What if it doesn't agree."

"Then kill it."

"...Haha, you are indeed a human who defeated me. Take my head. If possible, maybe my head can also be of some help to you."

…

At the beginning of the creation of the world, the omniscient and omnipotent god turned into the king of angels with a radiance emanating from himself. This radiance was the same as the creator, and he was the only god in the world besides the creator.

Metatron will die, but this divine light will not dissipate. It is hidden in Metatron's eyes.

But at some point, Cain took the head in his hand, and before everything came to a standstill, he aimed it at the black shadow in front of him.

"Actually, it doesn't matter what you answer, because everything you say is not worthy of belief. Everything you say is just a lie to achieve your goal."

"impossible!"

No matter how much shock and anger he felt in his heart, the divine light shot out from those eyes still ignored the stagnant space and time and everything, and shot straight to the chest of the black figure in front of him...

In an instant, my heart was pierced.

In an instant, the balance of power between gods and demons that was originally maintained by the divine blood and heart was broken, and the powerful force surging in the body instantly rioted, making it difficult to maintain the body that had lost important parts.

Every inch of skin and every muscle was under the impact of this powerful force. The remaining divine blood could no longer maintain the body, and the body began to irreversibly collapse.

"It can't be like this..."

No matter how much unwillingness there is, the stagnant time and space will still start to rotate again.

And just when time and space resumed rotation, Cain's arm, which had been unable to hang due to the crushing trauma, suddenly clenched into a fist, and then swung it towards the black shadow in front of him.

Under the unwilling gaze of the black shadow, the fist that seemed to be overwhelmed and weak still suddenly swung towards its face.

"Bang!"

The powerful force almost shattered the shadow's head, but compared to the collapse of his body, this injury was nothing. In fact, everything was decided the moment the divine light shot out. This punch was more like some kind of humiliation.

In front of the black shadow were angry pupils filled with flames.

"Although there is no point in punching you again, I still punch you hard... Punch you, the scumbag who killed his own daughter! Go to hell!!!"

The dizzy brain, the broken skin, the disintegrated body, all of this happened so suddenly, it was like falling into a dream.

The erect pupils were like needles, filled with unwillingness.

"impossible……"

We must find a way to stop the loss of divine blood, otherwise...

His fingers trembled slightly, and the time and space that had been flowing once again slowly solidified again. Whether it was the pair of angry pupils in front of him or the divine blood flowing from the heart wound, everything was slowing down.

But too much divine blood has been lost, and it has become increasingly difficult to solidify time and space. Even if you desperately try to stop everything, everything will obey the powerful force, but will not obey the monster that is on the verge of despair.

Time reluctantly slowed down, but it was still flowing slowly, and the divine blood was still being lost irreversibly.

"It can't be like this..."

His eyes were about to burst, and he could feel the divine blood draining from his body. His power was losing control step by step, and his body was falling apart. This feeling of powerlessness was something Heiying had never experienced before.

Just a little bit, just a little bit...

If he had not despised Cain and had not given his heart back to him, it would have been impossible for him to escape from the control of his own will; if he had been aware of the remaining Lilith in his body earlier, he would not have been blinded by her. ; If that damn fish hadn't come to cause trouble, he would have trampled Cain to death; if Cain didn't have Metatron's head in his hand, it would have been impossible for him to fight against him with his weak body alone... …

If, if, if...

If this is the case, as long as there is any difference, I will never be reduced to what I am now, and I will definitely be the winner.

How could this be, how could this be possible, this is simply impossible.

As the body collapsed, without the restraints of the physical body, Heiying was able to see more images in front of his eyes...an image of the past that was originally blocked.

In some distant era, in the crystal sky, God sat high on the throne of God. It holds the gray soul in its palm, and as it stares at the gray soul in its hand, its body appears in two halves.

"I am the Creator."

So said the god's half.

"I am the savior."

So said the god's half.

The Creator stayed in the crystal sky, but the Savior came to the human descendants of that gray soul. Generation after generation, the blood from the gods spreads on the earth. The loyal Holy Grail Knights guard the "Holy Grail" carrying the divine blood, while the sleeping savior is still sleeping.

The divine blood is like a delicious bait, tempting the greedy, violent and arrogant monster. The savior, the Messiah, is waiting patiently.

Finally, the monster took the bait...

In the crystal sky, God looked at the chessboard in front of him and silently dropped a piece. On the chessboard, the Black King, who had a great advantage, was suddenly defeated by the White King. The seemingly clear situation was once again confused. stand up.

Then, its eyes suddenly looked towards the black shadow of the future.

"Do you like the gift?"

God asked calmly.

"It can't be like this..."

The erect snake eyes were full of unwillingness.

It was not that he had no doubts about the origin of the divine blood, but after many investigations, it was confirmed that the divine blood was indeed harmless. He just thought that it was left by God because of some accident, but what he didn't expect was that it was God's deliberate intention. design?

Divine blood is indeed harmless, but who said poison is the only thing that can kill people?

The black shadow entered this body because of the divine blood, but now it is trapped in this body because of the loss of the divine blood. As the savior, the divine blood did not destroy the demon that was about to destroy the world. It just silently removed the ladder from the demon's feet at the last moment.

"No! I haven't lost yet! I haven't lost yet!!!"

His eyes were bloodshot. In the midst of intense anger, unwillingness, and violence, the black shadow did not slow down the power in his body, but instead further pushed his power.

Since it is this power that causes the body to collapse, then this power is not needed.

Power doesn't matter, as long as you can survive, everything will still have a chance, and you can still wake up your sleeping body.

"Now you are free!"

Whether it is divine blood or primitive power, they are all released from the nearly collapsed body. Throughout the old world space, roaring invisible power overflows, allowing this withered old world to once again usher in new opportunities. .

Perhaps thousands of years later, countless monsters will be born again in this old world, but these have nothing to do with the black shadow.

The overflowing power tore through the basic space structure, tearing open countless openings, and the shadows that had long been lingering took the opportunity to escape along the openings. Cain's face was shocked and angry, and he was about to take a step forward, but couldn't help but fell to the ground.

The black shadow has already reached its end, so why not Cain?

Barely breathing, Cain already realized that he might not be able to deal with the black shadow anymore, because its time was almost up.

But looking at the direction in which the black shadow was fleeing, Cain felt unexpectedly calm in his heart. He had no worries about human beings, just peace.

"Maybe you are indeed strong, maybe you are the strongest, but being the strongest is not invincible. It is easy to defeat others, but it is difficult to defeat yourself. You did not lose to me, but to yourself and yourself. It gives you your arrogance. Only when you know fear will you try to change to defeat your fear. But a heartless beast, will you really change yourself without fear?"

"Your arrogance, your conceit, your arrogance... For you who have no fear, can you defeat yourself and remove your weaknesses? If not, no matter how strong you are, you will still have weaknesses. of……"

"Snake, even if you have a chance to escape for a while, my descendants will definitely be able to defeat you."

Thinking in his heart, Cain no longer worried about his descendants. He smiled, and his already overwhelmed body fell down weakly. His vision gradually blurred, and he vaguely saw a beautiful figure.

"Lily..."

Muttering, the power of time struck, and the human body that had lived for tens of thousands of years turned into flying smoke and dispersed.

Cain, death.

…

A beach coast somewhere in California, USA.

"Crash..."

Under the setting sun, the beach is covered with fine golden particles, and the sea water hits the beach one after another, rolling up a layer of white foam.

And beside the rippling beach, a body covered in blood was slowly crawling towards the beach.

Each time, he would dig deep into the sand with his slender fingers and drag his body forward with his hands. Those sharp edges of the gravel will cut your fingers, and strands of blood will ooze from the wounds. Then, you can use your other hand to move forward, crawling forward little by little.

The waves would hit the victim's body from time to time, shaking his body and making his crawling even more difficult.

"I was actually forced to this point..."

Gritting his teeth, with every step he took, the fury in his heart grew.

At the moment, it has given up almost all its strength, and the remaining strength is used to cross the gap in time and space and repair this body. At the moment, it is no different from an ordinary human being, and any wild dog can kill it.

But no matter what, it finally survived by chance.

Although it looks very embarrassed now, as long as you give it a few days, it will be powerful enough to surpass any individual on the planet; in just a month, it can prepare to start the recovery plan of the original body again. By then, without Cain, without Metatron, without a group of people who stand in his way, who else in the world can stop it?

"Cain... How dare a mere hunting dog do this? One day, one day I will..."

"I finally found you."

Suddenly, a pair of feet wearing leather shoes appeared on the gravel in front of the victim who was struggling to crawl, and then a muffled voice sounded.

The victim's movements froze, and then he looked upward...

The dark trousers, the black jacket, the cold face, and the suppressed angry eyes.

The erect pupils shrank slightly.

It had a vague impression that this man was called Roberts, and he was the father of the body he possessed.