The world-devouring dragon

Just four days ago, Roberts was still an ant unable to resist under the majesty of the resurgence of the black shadow, but four days later, the situation was completely reversed. The arrogant and conceited monster is in a desperate situation, but the tiny ants are above the monster.

"Monster, how does it feel when you take over my daughter's body?"

Speaking through gritted teeth, the former famous mercenary pulled out a pistol from his waist and pointed it at the forehead of the "daughter" in front of him. It is impossible to track the shadow in this world, but what if you are not tracking the shadow?

The body inhabited by the shadow is his daughter. Relying on the close blood connection between father and daughter, and with the support of the wonderful spells he learned in the past, Roberts, the demon hunter, finally locked the location of the shadow.

After four days and four nights of searching, the embarrassed monster was right in front of him, and he only needed one bullet to send it to death. But now, Roberts feels that simply letting the monster die is too cheap.

The erect snake eyes stared tightly at the man in front of it, and it was thinking about how to escape.

"Haha...ho ho ho ho ha ha ha ha ha ha ha..."

Although the cold metal was pressed against his forehead, the shadow laughed.

Roberts frowned slightly. His daughter's laughter was a clear sound, but the same sound when the monster in front of him laughed only made him feel deeply disgusted.

He suppressed the unhappiness in his heart and cursed angrily.

"FUCKYOU! Why are you laughing!"

"I laugh at an ignorant mortal who clearly has the opportunity to save his life right in front of him, but wants to erase it with his own hands."

The cold snake eyes stared at the mortal in front of him, and a low voice sounded.

"I know what you want. What can a mortal who has lost his lover and daughter ask for?"

The black shadow didn't finish what he said, but what he didn't finish was very easy to guess.

For decades, Roberts thought he would never waver when holding a gun, but this time, he felt his hand waver.

Roberts felt his lips were a little dry and said tremblingly.

"You...you mean..."

"Of course, I can resurrect them."

The cold vertical pupils looked at Roberts in front of him. He could feel that Roberts on the opposite side was in a huge impact. The most important thing at the moment was to stabilize him as soon as possible.

It was too weak at the moment, and could only rely on words to make Roberts give up its hostility.

"There is no way to resurrect in this world, but apart from me, I am the only one who has the ability to bring life back from death."

The low voice tried to persuade Roberts in front of him.

The erect snake eyes stared closely at the man in front of him. As long as he got through this difficulty in front of him, there would no longer be any power to stop him.

Roberts' face changed, and after a long time, he said in a hoarse voice.

"You...can you really resurrect them?"

"certainly."

The black shadow realized that Roberts in front of him had been shaken, and only a slight push was enough for him to make a decision, so he answered in the affirmative.

Of course I will resurrect them. After all, I keep my promise, but I don't promise whether I will eat you later.

The black shadow added silently in his heart, it didn't like this kind of forced decision. Roberts obviously didn't know what Sombra was thinking. He slowly lowered the gun in his hand and seemed to have made up his mind.

Looking at Roberts' erect snake eyes in front of him, the corners of the black shadow's mouth raised, revealing a smile.

But the next moment, the gun that had been put down was suddenly raised...

"Bang bang bang!"

A series of bullets poured out instantly penetrated the smooth forehead, and the smile at the corner of the mouth froze.

"I can actually..."

As he spoke silently, his pupils quickly lost focus.

Finally, the body fell on the beach, swaying with the rise and fall of the waves.

"Crash..."

The blood gradually spread in the sea water, and Roberts stood silently in front of the body. After a long time, he murmured.

"Don't laugh so disgustingly in my daughter's face, monster."

…

Just five minutes later, in an underground building somewhere, the top members of the Freemasons had already received the news.

"... On December 7, 2004, the target's remains were killed... and the transfer to... has been completed."

The bright conference room was filled with men and women in suits and ties. These people had serious expressions and listened to the report attentively.

After listening to the report, the thin man at the top gently took off his glasses. Although he tried to calm himself down, it was obvious that his hands were shaking.

He swallowed and then said with some uncertainty.

"That means...we are safe now?"

"I guess...yeah, the Terror King didn't destroy the world at the millennium."

Someone answered next, and then, these powerful people looked at each other, and suddenly burst into excited cheers, and some even hugged each other and cried with joy.

For these characters who know the inside story deeply, this is undoubtedly the joy of surviving the disaster. In the past few days, they have been in fear of the destruction of the world every moment, and now, the crisis has finally passed.

Roman, who was sitting at the top, also let out a long sigh of relief. When he leaned on the chair, he suddenly realized that his back was soaked without realizing it.

"Really...it looks like I need to change my shirt."

Roman shook his head.

Too many things have happened in the world these days, and a lot of the aftermath needs to be handled by Freemasonry.

…

A month later, somewhere in a sea of ​​flowers.

Roberts sat quietly, with four stone crosses standing in front of him, with four names written on them, Betty, Wendy, Joan, and Kevin.

Betty, his first wife, his true love; Wendy, his second wife, his best friend; Joan, his daughter, his treasure, the most precious treasure in the world; Kevin, Wendy's pregnant Although she didn't know the gender of her unborn child, Roberts still gave her child a unisex name.

"call……"

The wind blew through the sea of ​​flowers, and the everlasting flowers swayed with the wind, forming waves of flowers. Roberts sat in a daze, doing nothing but looking at the tombstone in front of him.

"I'm sorry. I clearly had a chance to wake you up, but I gave up."

Roberts murmured, and as he spoke, he lowered his head.

"Actually, I also know that what it said should be true. If I really agree, then it may really be able to resurrect you. But, that monster... it may have never smiled, otherwise why wouldn't it? Realize what you look like when you smile.”

"That monster definitely has bad intentions...but I can't forgive me. It was me who left you in that world forever..."

In the breeze, the tiny human murmured to himself against the tombstone. After a long time, he stopped and raised his head to look at the sky.

"Wow..."

The sound of the wind rolled up large petals, and the faint fragrance hit the people. The scene was so beautiful, and the sound of the wind seemed to be mixed with a woman's laughter. And among the sea of ​​flowers, the man looked blankly at the petals all over the sky, as if he was remembering something.

It's all over, but is it really all over?

…

Not far away, in a logging cabin, a worker grinned.

"Damn monkey, how dare you scratch me."

There were clearly several scratch marks on his neck, deep blood marks, and it was obvious that the injury was serious. An injury of this magnitude cannot be solved with a band-aid.

As he said that, the worker glanced outside the house. Outside the house, he could vaguely see a few monkeys in the jungle watching from a distance. They did not dare to approach human residences and were beyond the shooting range of the shotgun. There was nothing the worker could do about it for the time being.

This time the worker was scratched because he had disturbed the monkeys' living area, causing a group of monkeys to attack him. It was nothing at first, just a bunch of stupid monkeys, but unexpectedly, a bold monkey accidentally opened his protective gear and scratched his neck.

"It seems that I have to go to the hospital now, and I won't be able to continue working for a while."

The worker scratched his head, feeling a little worried, then looked at the jungle again, and cursed angrily.

"FUCK! Sooner or later we will deal with all you stinky monkeys."

Anyway, this jungle is so big, maybe all the trees where these monkeys live will be cut down in a few months, so what if it takes a few days?

Facing the workers who were leaving, the monkeys who were watching from the outside beat their chests, made sharp screams, and celebrated happily.

…

Time is moving forward slowly, and the humans on the ground have never thought that they have passed the end of the world.

Deep in the earth, the invisible will is still sleeping. Even if there is a moment of luck, the destined end will still come. This is its will, and no one can disobey it.