Devouring World Dragon

Chapter 226 The Beauty of Horror

The hall was now like a ruin. A huge dragon had broken through several floors, and around it lay numerous vampires and humans, some holding guns and others lying on the ground covered in blood.

All eyes were fixed on the girl's corpse on the operating table...

"Boom..."

Within that abdominal cavity, a slow, deep heartbeat was heard, each beat growing more intense. The heartbeat was like muffled thunder in the sky—oppressive, majestic, dangerous, and unsettling; each vibration sent shivers down the spines of everyone present.

"Bang...bang...bang..."

Before the girl, the human doctor who had placed the heart into the abdominal cavity stood with his mouth agape, completely unaware of the distance. Under his gaze, the heart was slowly beating within the open cavity.

Pale golden blood gushed from the severed blood vessels, soaking the heart in the blood. From the heart, one could vaguely see blood vessels of varying thickness extending outwards...

Damaged blood vessels are reconnecting, the chest cavity torn apart by a sharp instrument is slowly closing under some unseen force, and muscles and skin are healing rapidly...

Faced with a scene that seemed completely otherworldly, the doctor, who was just an ordinary person, turned pale.

He wasn't some figure from the other world; he was just an ordinary human who had been hired. Although he already knew a little about it, he still couldn't help but want to back away when he actually saw the bizarre scene before him.

"Splash...swing~"

He couldn't help but stumble, slipped, and fell to the ground.

"..."

Looking at the "corpse" in front of him, he wanted to scream in terror, but suddenly found that he seemed unable to make a sound.

wrong!

It's not that I can't speak, it's that I can't breathe!
It was only then that the doctor suddenly realized that he had stopped breathing at some point.

He tried to raise his hand, but found that his usually effortless hand now felt incredibly heavy, and even moving a finger was extremely difficult. He could feel that there was nothing wrong with his throat, and his body was fine, but it was as if he had suddenly forgotten how to breathe, and he couldn't breathe no matter what he did.

【what happened? 】

He didn't know, but with the sound of a heartbeat in front of him, he felt a deep sense of fear rising in his heart for no reason. His body felt increasingly uncomfortable, and his heart felt like it was about to burst.

"puff……"

Inside the hall, accompanied by the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, someone collapsed, unable to hold on any longer.

At this moment, no one was moving in the hall, only a few faint breaths could be heard.

The invisible pressure was so real that it made it almost impossible for anyone to breathe. Even moving a fingertip was incredibly difficult, and their eyelids felt like they were weighed down by weights, making it hard to open them.

Faced with that oppressive feeling, no one could stand upright, not even Louis, who proclaimed himself a god.

"Thump... thump... thump..."

Kneeling on the ground, Louis was gripped by immense fear.

Of all those who possessed some of the power of his heart, he was undoubtedly the strongest, even surpassing that of the giant dragon. But because of this, his spiritual senses were the most acute, allowing him to perceive the terrifying nature of what lay before him.

He tried desperately to breathe, but it was like a fish that had fallen to the shore, opening its mouth in vain. Even though there was plenty of oxygen in the air, he couldn't breathe no matter what he did. The invisible pressure was choking his neck, making each breath feel like trying to suck in a few scattered particles from the rock-hard air.

If things continue like this, without doing anything, King Louis, who has yet to fulfill his ambitions, will die here.

What exactly did I release...?

He gritted his teeth, his body trembling inexplicably.

Although he didn't want to admit it, his body was indeed instinctively fearful, inexplicably fearful, and he didn't even know why; he was simply terrified.

"Thump... thump... thump..."

The suppressed heartbeat, like muffled thunder, still echoed.

Regret began to creep into my mind.

For some reason, after capturing the girl with divine blood, he couldn't wait to complete the heart transfer. "Heart transplant"—that was the only thought in his mind at the time, and he tried to do it without regard for anything else.

But after he actually did it, he began to regret not having been more patient and researching the secrets of the heart more thoroughly.

But it was already too late.

"Thump... thump... thump..."

The heart was still beating deeply, the sound like a drumbeat, like muffled thunder, each beat striking heavily on everyone's heart.

Before this, Louis thought he had driven nails into every joint of the girl's body and drawn seals on every inch of her skin. These seals and restraints were the essence of various civilizations in the East and West, and even a god would be firmly restrained and unable to move. Even if she could break free, it would take some effort, and he could at least get far away with this opportunity.

At least, that's what Louis once thought, but now... he doesn't know anymore.

Are those seals really effective?

In my heart, doubt, fear, and despair grew heavier and heavier.

"Pfft."

Just when he felt his heart was about to burst under the invisible pressure, the thunderous heartbeat... stopped.

The hall was deathly silent.

After a long silence, when even a pin drop could be heard, a slow and awkward mechanical friction sound rang out.

"Squeak...creak..."

The sound was very faint, but it was exceptionally clear in this unusually quiet environment.

Louis kept his head down, not looking up. Sweat unconsciously seeped from his forehead, but he didn't dare wipe it away. In the corner of his eye, Louis could vaguely see the shadows cast by the "thing" on the operating table, but his usually keen senses could only perceive "nothing" when he tried to perceive it.

Water refracts light, and light generates heat. In the vampire's unique senses, the world is much clearer than that of humans, but this moment is different.

That thing is like a black hole, swallowing up all information.

Even though their eyes could see the faint shadows cast by the vampire, their invincible senses couldn't perceive anything, as if there was nothing there at all.

This unusual contrast filled Louis with only deep fear.

Louis dared not look up, because he was unsure what he would see if he did.

Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed the shadows shifting. It seemed as if the "thing" on the operating table had moved, but it didn't move much; it simply stood up. As the "thing" stood up, the invisible pressure seemed to weaken, and the overwhelming fear that had gripped me slowly faded away.

What's wrong? Could it be... that everything isn't as serious as I thought?

Did those seals work?

Louis's heart was in his throat, and he was constantly guessing what was going on in his mind.

"call……"

Above my ear, a long, drawn-out breathing sounded. Judging from the breath and the sound, the "thing's" breathing sounded no different from that of a normal human. After a slight pause, it resumed breathing like a normal person.

"Crunch... crunch..."

It sounded like bones grinding together; the thing seemed not quite used to its new body yet.

After a few strange noises, the cracking sounds, similar to those that occur when an arm is twisted to the point of breaking, disappeared.

"..."

The soft sound of footsteps on the floor was so faint as to be barely perceptible.

We began to move forward step by step.

Out of the corner of his eye, Louis could only see the dark figure walking towards him. He dared not look up, only catching glimpses of the pale toes and the well-proportioned bare feet.

With each step it took, there was a sound of metal falling to the ground.

"Clanging..."

Those sealing nails, made of special materials and imbued with magic, could each permanently seal a thousand-year-old vampire; they were treasures Louis had painstakingly collected. But now, with each unhurried step forward, the sealing nails that were originally embedded in the girl's body began to fall off one by one from that "thing" and onto the ground.

The continuous sound of nails falling was like a musical movement.

But upon hearing that voice, Louis's heart sank into an icebox. He realized that his scheme had failed, and he had not been able to control the body.

However... there is still a chance.

Clenching his teeth, Louis endured the immense pressure, slowly bent down, pressed his forehead against the floor, and with great difficulty opened his heavy mouth, tried his best to speak.

"I am your servant, master..."

His subservient, groveling, and humble demeanor, even less than that of a slave, made it impossible to associate him with the French emperor.

At this moment, all notions of dignity and the desire to unify the earth are meaningless. The only chance is to offer one's utmost loyalty to the "thing" before one's eyes.

You have everything as long as you're alive; you have nothing when you're dead.

This principle is simple, but many people simply cannot see through it.

During Louis's time, he was never the most powerful, intelligent, or strong. In his later years, having been deposed from the French throne, he was like a prisoner.

But so what? He recklessly pursued longevity, abandoning everything to become an immortal, filthy vampire. If hundreds of years have passed, where are those who are smarter, stronger, and more powerful than him?
are dead.

When he transformed from human to non-human, it was as if he were reborn, realizing that only by living could he possess everything. Dignity? Dreams? Everything else could be temporarily set aside, only life itself had to be preserved.

He could endure any humiliation or humiliation as long as he could survive.

Now, all that's left is to pray that the other party is willing to accept one's loyalty.

The footsteps in front of him, however, did not stop at all, but continued to approach him step by step.

"Tap...tap...tap..."

The footsteps grew louder, and the shadow it cast grew larger and larger, almost engulfing his body. Louis could only crawl before that overwhelming shadow, letting the fear in his heart grow ever stronger...

But the footsteps did not stop at all.

"Snap..."

With a cracking sound, her delicate, shapely bare feet stepped onto a shattered head, as if she had accidentally crushed an insect, and continued walking forward without paying any attention.

What exactly happened?

Meanwhile, Roberts, who was shot and unable to move due to the heavy pressure, was also asking himself the same question. He lay on the ground, the pressure gradually fading, but he could only barely open his eyes, his vision blurred.

Roberts turned her head with difficulty, looking behind her...

Behind him was a huge hole smashed open by the dragon, with the remains of its glass windows still faintly visible, and outside the hole was a bustling human city.

The sun had already set, but the last rays of its rays were exceptionally dazzling.

The naked body stood beside the enormous hole, its back to Roberts, long, crimson hair fluttering in the wind. Looking down upon the human world below, it displayed its form without a care in the world's bustling activity.

Behind her, all the wounds had healed, and the incantations drawn on them had disappeared at some point. Only the faint traces of blood proved that it was not an illusion.

It's hard to describe the scene at that moment; the only word to describe it is "horrifying beauty."

Its beauty was so exquisite, not a beauty of human aesthetics, but a magnificent beauty. Like the gravitational pull of a black hole slowly tearing apart a star, the scene of something enormous being shredded piece by piece by an even greater force far surpasses any grand epic.

This beauty, beyond human comprehension, is also terrifying and cruel beyond measure.

With his back to Roberts' gaze, his naked body stood with his arms crossed, his cold, serpentine eyes surveying the human world before him, silently savoring the feeling of returning.

His lips curled into a grin.

"Ho ho..."

Suddenly, a voice that didn't sound like a human rang in everyone's ears.

The strange laughter revealed a deep arrogance and conceit, causing everyone to feel an instinctive fear and their bodies to tremble involuntarily.

"Heheheheheheha ...

Before that incredibly beautiful creature, the sun sets, and the last rays of its light disappear.

Night falls.

(End of this chapter)