Devouring World Dragon

Chapter 136 The God of Insects
(Someone asked the author what kind of coffin lid they wanted as a gift, and the author thought... a sliding lid would be a classic.)
Admittedly, that woman did give birth to a child for the dark being, but so what?
Insects are just insects. To the dark beings, the only value of that oldest woman while she was alive was that she gave birth to a human baby with her own will mixed in. That human baby thus became one of the oldest human ancestors, injecting its power into the human bloodline, thereby successfully making the yearning for darkness one of the human nature, making it easier for itself to influence humans, nothing more.

The woman's usefulness had already been completely exploited while she was alive; the remaining dregs were of no value to the dark forces. Everything said about her was nothing but deception and lies.

“My child… your father is a rotten bastard… tempting others to depravity, yet he has no intention of taking responsibility…” The woman understood this, yet she still relished the lies of the dark forces.

The best lies are not those that deceive others, but those that make the other person willingly believe you. "Good health," "Long life," and so on—what difference is there between these blessings, whether true or false, and deception? Yet, humans love to hear these "lies."

If you want to pursue freedom, I will talk to you about freedom; if you want to pursue royal power, I will describe imperial ambitions to you. Even if you know you are being misled, you will find it hard to extricate yourself and eventually kneel down at the feet of the dark forces, wholeheartedly offering your loyalty to them.

Using cunning and deceit is the lowest of insect tactics. Even the deepest darkness can be embraced by the most intense light without fear.

A thousand people will see a thousand different appearances; none of them are true, yet everything is true. Even without relying on power, but only on words, an ancient monster that has lived for millions of years can still command the loyalty of countless lives.

Such a monster spared that wisp of soul, certainly not because it suddenly had a change of heart and considered their one night of marital bliss, but simply because of God's command.

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

Within the endlessly radiant crystal palace, a dark being, shrouded entirely in darkness and appearing out of place, sneered as it looked at the god before it.

Amidst the boundless radiance, the god could not see its form clearly, but could vaguely sense that it was silently watching the dark entity before it.

"Can't you feel it?"

A calm voice sounded.

Before God, those eyes, which had seemed half-open, slowly opened, revealing pupils as dark and deep as black holes...

There was no light, not even a sliver of light, not even a reflection. It was as if those pupils had swallowed all the light. And if you looked closely, you could vaguely see that those pupils were slowly rotating at an imperceptible speed.

The monster became even more powerful.

"What are you feeling? Is it the insect's emotion? The love that the insect speaks of?"

"That's what the dark creature said."

Before the darkness, God, shrouded in light, remained silent.

Silently gazing at the god before him, as if realizing something, the dark creature looked down at its own hands. They were well-proportioned, strong, with five long, slender fingers, possessing a marble-like texture, as if meticulously sculpted by a master craftsman, with an eerie beauty that seemed unlike anything a god's enemy, Satan, should possess.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, as if in a mocking smile.

Without answering, the dark entity stood up and strode straight into the crystal palace.

Its upper body was naked, with only an old piece of cloth wrapped around its waist. Its shape looked just like a human's, but its fair, non-manly skin, its well-defined muscles, and its cold, composed demeanor all revealed an inhuman, demonic charm.

Powerful, beautiful, and breathtaking, it stands as high above as the sun and the moon.

This beauty is not due to its gender, but rather an innate feeling, like seeing a tiger walking through the jungle, drinking water. The breathtaking sense of power and fear, even a casual glance, is enough to make one's heart pound.

The beauty of the creature before us is a million times greater.

"tread……"

"Tap..." "Tap..."

The steady footsteps echoed slowly within the Crystal Palace. The sound was not loud, but it was enough to convey the deep arrogance and pride of its owner.

The footsteps stopped only after they had walked to a certain point.

On the steps of the Crystal Palace, the incomparably beautiful creature stood with its back to the god, leaving the god with only its back view, as if it were looking at something. Before it was the boundless sea of ​​clouds, and the sun and moon rising and falling within the sea of ​​clouds.

In this highest heaven, at the very core of the universe, even the sun and moon are relegated to a subservient position.

The sun's brilliant rays and the moon's gentle glow shone upon it simultaneously, and the creature's enchanting allure was not diminished, but rather imbued with a cold, sacred quality.

"god."

With its back to God, the overly beautiful creature did not turn around. Only a deep, magnetic voice slowly rang out, and with its voice, a hand slowly stretched out, as if holding the sun in its palm.

No, it truly holds the entire sun in its palm.

The infinitely scorching sun spews forth violent flames, any one of which could dry up rivers and boil oceans, but in this palm, it is as docile as a little pet.

The monster held the sun in its palm, looking down at it with an expressionless gaze.

“You’ve changed…you’ve finally changed…you’ve become like a little insect.”

At the end of the voice, a deep, calm silence descended.

He glanced at the god behind him, and his originally round pupils gradually contracted, turning into vertical snake pupils, pitch black and extremely terrifying.

Unlike in the past, the dark entity now appeared incredibly calm and quiet, without uttering any unnecessary words or making any unnecessary movements. Yet, with every glance, its surging aura continued to rise, revealing a deep confidence, even arrogance—an arrogance that surpassed even that of a god.

In the past, in this crystal palace, before this god, this dark being dared to mock angels at will and directly ridicule God, but in any case, it always maintained a subordinate posture that was inferior to God.

As the monster said, it scorned intelligence but respected strength.

God, who possesses omniscience and omnipotence, is undoubtedly far above it, so it has no disrespect for God, because God is indeed above it.

But now things are different. Before this god, the dark creature displayed deep confidence and arrogance, as if it finally no longer cared about even the god.

However, the god did not speak before it, for it understood what the dark being was aware of.

"Raziel, what does it mean to you that God has human emotions?"

From that light, the calm voice of God arose.

"What does it mean?"

The smile on his lips grew even more unrestrained.

"It means that an insect possesses the power of a god. An insect is still an insect. No matter how powerful an insect is, it is still just a big insect. An insect with the power of a god is just a god in the eyes of other insects."

(End of this chapter)