Chapter 315: Hull
Through the red vision, Fenrir, who did not dare to raise his head, gently looked at the existence in front of him. His huge dragon body, which he was proud of and far surpassed that of his brothers, in front of the figure lying on the throne,
It seems a bit unworthy of mentioning.
As always, she lay quietly on the throne that always belonged to her, like a huge shadow. Soundless, as if she was in a light sleep... If you ignore her extremely weak breath, maybe it is true
That's right.
But even so, Fenrir, who was the first to arrive before the throne, did not dare to move. Endless pressure emanated from the figure that could not be looked directly at, proving that she was still alive, and as long as she still had a breath, everything in this world
The living beings could only prostrate themselves in front of her, not daring to have any thoughts of transcendence.
But things are different now. The polluted golden children are shining with a strange red light, giving them the ability to look directly at the existence in front of them. At the same time, those weaknesses that have been engraved by the existence in front of them since their birth seem to be shining in the red light.
disappeared under the power of the Dragon King, allowing them to finally exercise the power worthy of the title of Dragon King.
Gradually he raised his head, and the golden boy who was gradually covered by the blood revealed an indescribable meaning of madness. Fenrir, who bared his fangs, took huge steps towards the defenseless man lying on the throne.
The figure walked away.
Killing the king of the old era will become the king of the new era and have the qualifications to sit on the throne of the world. This is the covenant made by their brothers and sisters with their hands stained with each other's blood. He seems to have heard something from outside the throne.
The sound of membrane wings waving was the sound of his brothers and sisters approaching. But they had no chance. The final throne belonged to him and Jormungandr.
But quietly, she opened her eyes in front of her. Those eyes that as always made people dare not look directly were emitting a noble golden light, and she looked at him without any emotion.
Fenrir was stunned. He didn't dare to make any more moves. The red color in his eyes seemed to have dissipated a lot. It was obviously something that was abandoned by the being in front of him. He was as shamefully stunned as he was when facing her.
Already.
The killing cries outside continued, and they didn't know that the existence above the throne had woken up. There was no doubt that they had failed, and all the brothers and sisters had to accept her punishment in front of them. Even though it was extremely weak, she
Their mighty power can easily tear them apart and devour them, just as easily as it did the kings before them.
However, those eyes that could not be looked directly dimmed slowly. The extremely weak aura on her body became even weaker until it completely disappeared... She was going to die!
I couldn't tell whether I should be happy or sad. Fenrir, who had stood in front of the shadow for a long time, slowly withdrew from the throne. Even in death, she should maintain the posture that a king should have.
He heard thunderous cheers, and the whole world seemed to be celebrating her death. Those crazy humans desperately wanted to rush to the throne, trying to confirm whether she was really dead. But the natural danger outside the throne was not
Humans can easily overcome it.
Fenrir suddenly lost interest in the throne of the world. The redness in his eyes was receding. He would soon turn back into that ridiculous imbecile and once again put on the shackles of the dead existence in front of him.
He flew away from the throne, not thinking about why such a being died and who killed her. He also didn't think about who the throne of the world would belong to in the future. He just wanted to return to Jörmungandr now.
Back to his sister.
Under the red moonlight, there was a giant snake writhing on the endless seaside. He cheered, waved his wings and ran towards the figure above.
Yes, he doesn't need the throne of the world, as long as his sister continues to stay by his side.
In the broken space, the huge storm wall still exists, the broken sky and the red marks on the seabed are like eyes peering out in the darkness, revealing an aura of destruction and uneasiness.
A strange red light emerged, and huge "eggs" stood on the broken earth, facing the slowly rotating storm walls. A slight movement broke the calm, and the outermost bone of the "egg"
The shell slowly opened, and the red light like a heartbeat slowly dissipated. The bones that made up the shell shattered and turned into debris and fell down, like rapidly melting snowflakes.
The dry river bed cracked, and huge stone pillars rose slowly, guarding the "egg" like a throne. In the fully unfolded "egg", the dragon curled up into a ball lay quietly inside, without any trace of it.
It looked lifeless, as if it were dead. Then the dragon's abdomen moved slightly, and its dry and bone-like arms broke through the amazingly protective dragon scales, and easily poked out from there.
The surrounding aura of destruction that overflowed from the cracks seemed to be a little more intense after the arm appeared. The reddish air contained inexplicable toxins, and just a gentle breath might be enough to kill someone.
The arm that stretched out moved its fingers like a newborn, and the pale skin was filled with a sickly luster. Then the other arm stretched out and easily tore open the dragon body with only a layer of skin left.
, exposing the naked and pale body of the person inside to the red air.
Black hair stuck to his body like algae, and also covered his eyes. The extremely thin body looked like that of an underage boy, and the underdeveloped limbs could not help but make people suspicious.
, is there just bones under his skin?
However, the dazzling white bone crown on top of his head seemed to tell everyone in the world that his thin body contained the power that could easily overturn the world.
Huge demon-like wings spread out behind him, bringing up a gust of wind. The dark steel-like scales on them reflected a feather-like sheen. He raised his head, revealing the same thin front face that seemed to have only bones left, and the top of it.
, those extremely bright eyes, but dyed with a strange red light.
The meaning of madness overflowed from his eyes, and the surrounding elements were infected with this madness, and gradually became violent. Looking directly at the huge storm wall in front of him, he waved his huge wings, and the look of madness in his eyes became even more intense.
It roared endlessly towards the huge storm.
There was great sadness and resentment in this voice, as if in response to the scream, the huge domain expanded again, instantly containing the entire broken space. High-pitched and crazy voices sounded quickly, and a huge destructive storm
Gradually it unfolded in front of him, and the earth that was on the verge of being broken was completely and gradually shattered. Sharp gravel and the bones of unknown creatures were mixed in the storm, forming a huge wind of death.
Then this wind of death, carrying huge power, hit the equally huge storm wall, vowing to turn the opponent into broken pieces.
The originally fragile space was only a sliver away from complete collapse in the face of this endless power, and now, he wanted to completely defeat the last pillar of this broken world. Let the aura of destruction hidden in the endless darkness below escape from the shattered Nibo.
Reality emerges from the dragon root, and it wants to completely swallow up the cities on the ground and even the entire world, completely turning it into the kingdom of the dead.
Flashing with an extremely dangerous red light, the huge black storm brought the high-speed rotating rubble inside it, like an extremely brave pioneer, and hit the storm wall. Like the end of the world, huge lightning struck from both sides.
erupted at the junction, quickly filling the entire space.
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Inside the storm wall, Chu Zihang saw the huge black storm approaching through the transparent corner. Chu Zihang subconsciously took a step back. Even though he knew that the defense of the storm wall would not be broken through, looking at this from the first perspective seemed
The storm that could destroy the world was heading straight towards him, and he couldn't calm down no matter how hard he tried.
There was a huge lightning explosion outside, and the debris and debris flying in the air seemed to have the power to easily cut through the flesh of any living thing. In the face of that powerful force, it seemed that all defenses were meaningless.
But this is useless. The huge storm wall is still running smoothly. Even if there are doomsday-level crises raging outside, the interior of the storm wall is still calm... It cannot be said that it is calm, it can only be said that there is no movement.
Everything in the space is still at a standstill, and is not affected by the black storm at all. No matter how powerful the black storm outside is, for the people inside, it is just a realistic 3D movie. Still.
It's a silent movie, and the storm wall also isolates the sound from the outside.
The rainbow-colored and golden eyes looked ahead silently, and Wild Hunt's gaze seemed to go beyond the huge storm and looked at the thin and furious young man, the Dragon King of the Earth and Mountains.
It was not surprising that a huge dragon turned into such a young man. But the Dragon King's eyes, which should have been bright golden, revealed this strange red light, which made him frown involuntarily.
For no reason, he hated the red light. It was like some deadly poison or something untouchable, making him subconsciously want to avoid it.
So he softly ordered: "Come to me..."
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In the same broken passage, a red dragon flew quickly in the air. On its back, there were several figures sitting safely.
After the flying red dragon flew by, a huge wolf galloped across the broken ground, with a vague human figure on its back.
"This is another plan to break the pot. You are not planning to take the world with you or something? Have you seen this scene before?" Menike tightly grasped the scales of the dragon under him.
, to prevent him from being shaken off by the dragon who seems to be deliberately seeking revenge. He is enough for the tiger to learn from the past.
Before the magic link was broken, they received news that the Dragon King Jörmungandr had died. Then, the furious Fenrir disappeared, and by the way turned the entire Nibelung upside down.
"Yeah." Ronald nodded silently, automatically ignoring what he said next, "Fenrir and Jormungandr...maybe they should be called Hel or Hela now. They have the most destructive power among us.
The ability, if he wishes, to set off earthquakes that affect the entire continental plate is not a problem."
Well...just like they can reproduce the eruption of a super volcano. Of course, there is simply no way for a single individual to do this.
"Well, that doesn't include his extremely troublesome speech spirits. Released by the complete Dragon King, it goes without saying that it will definitely be more troublesome than when they were separated."
Then, as if in response to him, the broken earth around them shook. Those cracks became larger, and the red and dark aura overflowed from them again, and the violent element in the air that made them feel uncomfortable seemed to be a little heavier.
Suddenly, Ronald raised his head and looked at each other with the younger brother in front of him. Then, their bodies were wrapped in the sudden appearance of golden magic power, and they gradually disappeared into the air.
The red dragon was still galloping in the passage. Even if the king was not around, he could continue to exist for a while. Then, he raised his head covered by the iron mask, and his golden eyes looked through the gaps in the mask to look at the two tightly
Catching the figure behind him.
"Listen, everyone has died once. The grievances and grievances in life should not be carried after death." Menike tightly grasped the dragon scales that were starting to get hot in his hands, and looked at him with a pale face.
Chilong, who was starting to become dangerous, said, "...Although I really want to say that, if you are really angry, you can cut it back. Don't do any childish behavior that goes against the majesty of dragons!"
"Yes, yes!" Tiger nodded fiercely, having been thrown off once before. One previous experience was enough. "If you still feel unhappy after killing Menieke, the culprit, I can lend you my bow. Look.
Whoever is still unhappy can be stabbed until you feel happy!"
Chilong's eyes returned to their original state, and he turned his head silently, seemingly giving up on the idea of repeating his previous behavior. Then, when the two people behind him relaxed, he increased his speed, and made breathtaking gestures in the air.
The movement stopped in shock. Finally, a series of desperate screams were left in the broken passage.
On top of the giant wolf following closely below, the ghost gently stroked the guardian wolf's hair, suppressing its sudden desire to compete. Behind her, Lu Shanyan leaned down gently, as if he was avoiding something.
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A dazzling red light suddenly appeared in the black storm, and the cold and dark air around it began to heat up. Huge flames emerged from the storm wall and spread quickly, as if they were wearing a set of flame armor.
Hel looked past the death storm he had summoned and looked at the junction of two storms that appeared at an unknown moment, the huge metal figure that looked like a lake. It raised the red sword with the flame in its hand high.
Lift it up, then swing it down hard.
Endless flames surged out from the great sword, instantly tearing apart the black storm with huge power. The wreckage and fragments inside were instantly burned away, and a fiery smell began to fill the air.
Then, the flame that seemed to be able to burn everything in the world flew towards him fiercely with a power equal to that of the black storm.
Chapter completed!