Devouring World Dragon

Chapter 16 Devouring the Sun
"Thump!!!!!"

With a powerful lash of its massive, mountain-like tail, the sun goddess Sul, already battered and bruised, narrowly escaped the fatal blow thanks to her deep familiarity with the divine realm. However, the palace beneath her was not so fortunate. Under the mountain-like onslaught, the magnificent palace crumbled to ashes, sending ash billowing across the divine realm. The deafening roar terrified countless creatures.

But the giant serpent was clearly not satisfied. In its blood-red pupils, there was only the beautiful figure in front of it, who was driving the chariot of the sun god and fleeing in panic.

"She deserves to die!!!"

At this moment, it had long forgotten its initial idea of ​​trying to eat the sun; now it only wanted to vent its anger.

The giant serpent stretched its body wildly, its enormous form rampaging through Asgard, crushing countless magnificent temples. Its target was always the goddess before it, but its massive size clearly hampered its movements. Its clumsy and slow movements, though powerful, made it difficult to hit the agile and elusive sun goddess Sul. Each time, she narrowly escaped, as difficult as trying to swat a mosquito with a sledgehammer.

Meanwhile, the serpent's savage actions clearly attracted the attention of many. The Viking spirits living in the divine realm stared in astonishment at the colossal creature before them, and then became excited. In Asgard, where there was no concept of death, the spirits spent their days drinking and eating meat to their hearts' content, constantly fighting each other, honing their skills in endless battles, and waiting for the gods' commands at any time.

For these fearless warriors, the sudden arrival of an enemy in Asgard was enough to excite them immensely.

"Human warriors! Stop the invaders!!!"

Although the sun goddess Sur was fleeing in a sorry state, she still managed to seize a fleeting opportunity while dodging the giant serpent's attack and shouted loudly to the heroic warriors.

"Haha! What a huge monster!"

A Viking warrior wielding a massive horned hammer looked up at the towering monster in the distance, a creature that seemed to walk on mountains and rampage through the divine realm with unbridled awe, and clicked his tongue in wonder.

This Viking warrior, whose golden beard was braided into small plaits and whose height far exceeded that of an average person by half a body length, had an expression of excitement and eagerness on his face.

"I'll go first this time. I, Iron Hammer Gileslin, am going to get this monster's head!"

Immediately afterwards, he charged toward the towering monster with a wild roar, followed closely by a group of Viking warriors who, though of different builds and appearances, all shared the same excitement on their faces and were also howling as they charged toward the monster.

This is not an isolated case. If you look down on the entire divine kingdom from above, the heroic warriors rushing in from all directions are almost like a dark swarm of ants, so numerous that it is despairing. Over tens of thousands of years, the number of fearless warriors who have entered Valhalla from the human world has accumulated to such an extent that it has formed an incomparably terrifying force. Under this force, even the frost giants who are not afraid of even the gods have to be wary.

At this moment, this force turned its attention to the giant serpent.

The overwhelming horde of heroic warriors used all sorts of methods, from ram's horn hammers to double-edged battle axes, to hack and slash at the serpent's scales. Moreover, countless heroic warriors climbed onto the serpent's body in an attempt to attack it.

The whole scene resembled a giant horned beetle surrounded by a swarm of ants, except that the "giant horned beetle" played by the giant snake was simply too big.

"Roar!!!!!!!!!!"

The giant serpent, crawling with heroic warriors, roared furiously and began to roll on the ground, trying to overturn these annoying little creatures. Its heavy, mountain-like body made a commotion as it rolled through the divine kingdom, as if the ancient and unchanging divine kingdom was about to be overturned by the giant serpent.

"Boom! B ...

The ground was shaking violently, like an earthquake, making it impossible to stand. Where the giant serpent's body had crushed, gardens were reduced to rubble and palaces to ruins. Countless heroic warriors who couldn't escape were crushed to dust by the giant serpent's massive body. But in this immortal divine kingdom, they were immediately resurrected and continued to laugh as they attacked the giant serpent.

After the experiment, realizing its actions were futile, the giant serpent glanced at the numerous insignificant, ant-like heroic warriors around it, watching them relentlessly climb its scales. An indescribable rage surged within it, its blood-red pupils burning with increasingly ferocious fury, its eyes growing ever more terrifying. Meanwhile, on the serpent's body, a Viking warrior relentlessly pounded its warhammer against the scales. Each scale was as large as a small mountain, its thickness far exceeding that of a city wall. Attacking the serpent's scales was like trying to dig through a mountain—an agonizingly difficult task. Yet, even these incredibly sturdy scales were gradually being pierced by the relentless attacks of the countless Viking warriors.

But just then, the Viking warrior suddenly sensed that the giant serpent seemed to have stopped moving. He looked up and saw that the serpent seemed to have given up resisting, doing nothing and simply remaining in place...

wrong!

It wasn't completely still; the giant snake was breathing!
The Viking warriors stared in disbelief at the giant serpent before them. Everyone knows what breathing sounds like, but what kind of scene would it be when a monster, more magnificent than a mountain and larger than an ocean, began to breathe?

"call……"

Under the watchful eyes of the Viking warriors, the giant serpent ceased all its movements, opened its mouth wide, and began to inhale gas. A large amount—no, a massive amount—of gas was being swallowed by the serpent. The serpent's movements were so violent that several tornadoes began to form where it was inhaling, pulling in the nearby heroic warriors and forcing them to be blown away.

Its mere breath is enough to trigger a storm; that's what makes this enormous monster so terrifying. Any move it makes can cause a horrifying natural disaster.

There was no need to even look anymore, because despite wearing heavy armor, the Viking warriors could still feel the strong wind pulling them towards the serpent's mouth. And as far as the eye could see, some of the heroic warriors closer to the serpent were being sucked directly into its abyssal maw.

"Could it be..."

Years of combat experience made this Viking warrior uneasy. Suddenly, as if realizing something, he turned around abruptly and roared urgently at his comrades beside him.

"Run!!!!"

However, it was all too late. The giant serpent opened its abyssal maw, and countless storms suddenly erupted forth.

"Boom! B ...

In an instant, a fierce wind arose, and sand and stones flew everywhere. In the midst of the storm, countless ruins and debris were swept up, blurring everything in sight. Whether it was the heroic warriors or the palaces, they were all swept up in this violent storm, like a small boat in a raging torrent, powerless to struggle.

Under the force of the violent gale, those normally insignificant little things became the most deadly weapons. Every pebble and ornament was flying at an astonishing speed exceeding the sound barrier. The countless shrill sounds piercing the air seemed insignificant in this storm that seemed capable of overturning the entire Asgard. The tornadoes, thousands and tens of thousands of feet long, were like giant pillars reaching to the heavens and the earth, ensuring that this storm's feast would never be quelled. As long as they existed, this storm would never stop.

In this chaotic and storm-ravaged environment, the sun goddess, driving her sun chariot, is struggling to resist the effects of the storms. However, she is unaware that the dazzling sun on her chariot has become the only conspicuous object in this gray and indistinguishable world.

"Roar!!!!!"

It wasn't until the monster's roar came from behind her that she snapped out of her daze, turned around, and saw that the bottomless abyss had completely swallowed her and the sun, and then all she could see was darkness...

Meanwhile, in her last moments of consciousness, she seemed to vaguely hear deafening thunder and an extremely angry roar.

"How dare you!!!!"

(End of this chapter)