Devouring World Dragon

Chapter 135 The bleak autumn wind blows again today

Somewhere underwater, an ancient temple.

The dark creature, its face obscured, remained asleep on the throne. Its naked body was bound only by a white cloth around its waist, and its exposed, muscular chest showed no sign of rising or falling, just like a cold corpse.

For thousands of years, countless years have passed. Flowers bloom and fade, prosperity and decline come and go, yet this ancient temple remains unchanged, as if isolated from the flow of time...

In the silence, a gentle breeze suddenly arose, and in the wind, a petal, seemingly appearing out of nowhere, quietly appeared, swaying gently before finally landing slowly on the shoulder of the dark creature.

The dark entity that slumbered on the throne did not awaken.

Then, a pair of slender arms slowly emerged from behind the sleeping creature of darkness, and the cold, soft hands gently caressed its cheeks. In the sound of the wind, there seemed to be a woman's soft laughter.

Her long, silvery-white hair cascaded down, enveloping the face of the dark creature from above. She lowered her head, her bright eyes fixed on the dark creature beneath her.

No one can clearly describe what the dark thing looks like, because it has no actual appearance. In a woman's eyes, it is her lover; in a man's eyes, it is a stunning beauty; in an old person's eyes, it is a child; and in a child's eyes, it is a kind-faced old man... There are a thousand faces in a thousand people's eyes, but no single face can represent the dark thing.

It is merely a thought, without any real form, and not a single word it utters is true. Whether it is tempting angels or deceiving humans, everything it says is just playing with the emotions and desires of life in order to achieve its own ends.

The woman once told her daughter, "Never listen to this guy." But wasn't she herself also deceived by him? Even knowing she was being cheated, she willingly remained so.

Looking down at the dark creature seated on the throne, the owner of the arm gently stroked its cheek, his slender fingertips sliding slowly across its face.

Satan means the enemy of God.

In this world, everything except the gods is below it, fearing it and revering it, but the owner of the arm is not afraid of it. She understands very well what kind of person the guy in front of her is.

Greedy, violent, cruel, cunning... but he was not bloodthirsty. Just as humans wouldn't step on ants for no reason, killing people or animals without cause was as boring to him as crushing insects.

"Interesting, you're not going to see your daughter after all."

A deep, calm voice rang out.

His voice was cold and indifferent, without any fluctuation, whether he was talking about the woman behind him or the daughter who had his bloodline.

With a smile in her eyes, she simply shook her head, remaining as calm and gentle as she had been in life, and answered softly in a cool voice.

“My child is all grown up and has a husband. She doesn’t need me to be by her side anymore.”

The dark entity did not answer her again, but continued to fall into a deep sleep.

To it, it was nothing more than a tiny insect. Apart from the fact that this tiny insect was able to retain a part of its soul and a bit of obsession, there was nothing about this tiny insect that it cared about.

However, although the dark entity no longer responded, the owner of the hand did not stop talking.

"Adam and Eve died without regrets. They had experienced everything that is human in their lives, all the emotions—love, hate, resentment, anger, joy… Therefore, they had nothing left to cherish in this world. But I still have some regrets…"

She spoke softly, and even though she knew that the only person she wanted to confide in wouldn't listen, she didn't mind; she just spoke quietly.

"I really envy Adam and Eve... That child was able to die without regrets, how wonderful." She said softly, a faint smile appearing on her lips. To her, Adam was like her younger brother, innocent and ignorant. Knowing that Adam and Eve died peacefully in the end made her feel gratified.

But... what about myself?

The woman fell silent.

She only possessed a small remnant of the soul of the woman who was named "Lilith" in her previous life. Although she knew that she had unfulfilled obsessions, she did not know what those obsessions were, only vaguely feeling a certain unwillingness.

The woman lowered her head and spoke softly in the ear of the dark being.

"Perhaps her regret... is related to you. She really liked you when she was alive."

The only response she received was a cold, low voice.

"Love? Boring, the weak emotions of a little bug."

The voice carried a hint of disdain and arrogance.

"So, what about the creatures that have offspring with the little bugs?"

However, the soft female voice then chuckled and said, as she spoke, the woman's slender hands caressed the dark creature's cheeks, and she slowly leaned down to give it a gentle kiss...

There were no fancy gestures. The woman had never tried to kiss anyone, whether in life or in death, so it was just a simple lip kiss. But this simple lip kiss gave her a strange sense of peace.

The lingering emotions from her previous life surged within her, making her feel as if she could sense the passion and shyness of the woman named "Lilith" in her lifetime.

But she also realized that the person in front of her was not the one she regretted in her life. That woman was already content when she was alive and did not ask for anything more.

"Indeed... I really liked you when I was alive."

Muttering to herself, the woman reluctantly released her grip as she watched the creature in the darkness open its eyes and show its displeasure. If she hadn't let go, this thing would have truly pulverized her. This monster had no concept of compassion or love whatsoever. Then, with a soft laugh, she transformed into petals and scattered, leaving only a faint sigh in the rain of petals carried by the wind.

"A monster who doesn't know love..."

The only reason she was able to come here this time was because there were only a handful of humans left. Her obsession with humans, which she left behind through her bloodline, had become stronger than ever before, which is why it was able to manifest. However, she had already exhausted her strength to sustain herself until now.

How long will she have to wait for the next chance to appear in this world? Or perhaps, she will never have the chance again? Who knows?

The dark entity seated high on its throne watched indifferently as the rain of flowers scattered into specks of light, then vanished bit by bit, without making any further moves. Even when the woman kissed it, it remained motionless, unexpectedly shattering the woman's remaining soul.

"God, is this all you asked for? How boring."

It chuckled, and the scene around it changed...

Pure white flames spread all around, vaguely revealing a structure resembling a temple. Before the dark object was a black and white chessboard, and beyond the chessboard, a god shrouded in light was looking at him.

(End of this chapter)