Devouring World Dragon

Chapter 227 Lifting Up the Sun
In the dim night sky, the sun cast its last rays, and before the setting sun, a naked girl with long, fiery red hair billowing behind her, arms outstretched, laughing wildly.

Everything was so bizarre, but not funny at all. All that could be felt by everyone watching that scene was a strange sense of fear.

The most intelligent human in the world was already cowering on the ground, trembling.

Ordinary people are like blind people with canes, unaware and fearless of the tiger crawling in front of them. Only blind people who can't see anything and fools who don't understand anything can ignore the horror of the monster. The more intelligent and sensitive a person is, the more they can feel the terrifying power of that monster.

Uberto's teeth were chattering uncontrollably as it stared in terror at the retreating figure. In its eyes, all it could see was a black hole slowly swallowing everything.

"It's over... it's over..."

He repeated it unconsciously.

Even Louis couldn't understand that he thought he had power, but he never knew that he was just a pawn, an insignificant pawn with no control over his own destiny.

Faced with Uberto's terror, the all-consuming black hole merely raised its hand and uttered an ancient snake-man word.

“Moom (wind)…”

Wendy and Roberts, who knew a little bit of Snake Language, understood it.

Wind? What wind?

But they soon understood.

……

China, in the East China Sea.

It was nighttime in the United States, but midday in the East China Sea, with bright sunshine.

"Kid, get ready to collect it."

On a small boat, a dark-skinned middle-aged man, holding a fishing net, shouted at a young man not far away. Hearing this, the young man on another boat also skillfully began to haul in his net.

Fishing at sea is not easy, but risks come with opportunities. If you're lucky, you can catch a big fish and earn several months' worth of income in one go; if you're unlucky, you'll be left with nothing.

After the net was hauled in, the young man busied himself taking fish out of the net, chatting with the middle-aged man next to him.

"Uncle, when are you going back?"

His accent had a southern flavor, a bit like that of Hubei and Hunan, and he complained as he picked the fish.

The middle-aged man beside him smoked a cigarette, looked at the sky, saw fluffy white clouds on the horizon, and the weather was very calm and nothing seemed amiss. Then he slapped the young man on the back of the head and scolded him.

"What's the rush? It's just a little fish, let's go back."

The young man was somewhat dissatisfied, but he could only obediently listen to his uncle.

The middle-aged man glanced at the young man beside him, shook his head. The weather was nice today, with little wind—a good time for fishing. He had no intention of going back so soon. Then he looked at the sky again, and what he saw made him freeze in shock.

"Kid! Quickly cut the net and get back right away..."

The young man, who was taking fish out of the fishing net, was suddenly hit hard on the shoulder by the middle-aged man. He had never heard such a tense and flustered voice before.

"Uncle, what's wrong?"

"Cut the net quickly! Hurry!"

He was about to say something when the middle-aged man suddenly turned to look at him, his face ashen, and said urgently.

That was the first time he had ever seen such a face, and he was startled.

"But these fish..."

"Forget about the fish, let's go back now!"

The middle-aged man interrupted the young man, took out a knife from the side, and began to sever the connection between the fishing boat and the fishing net...

Half an hour later, the two men, who had barely escaped the sudden gust of wind, were still in shock. They couldn't tell if the water on their bodies was rain or cold sweat. If the middle-aged man hadn't noticed something in the shape of the clouds, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

"How come the weather has changed so quickly?"

Smoking a cigarette and watching the raging storm outside, the middle-aged man still felt something was amiss, but ultimately couldn't figure it out.

Similar scenes are happening all over the world, with the Earth's atmosphere being distorted under the control of some invisible force, and numerous winds heading towards New York.

……

As soon as that sound rang out, a fierce gust of wind swept up almost instantly.

"Huhuhu..."

The fierce wind howled like thunder, and when the wind, which felt almost tangible, struck the building's walls, accompanied by the sound of numerous windows shattering, the solid building seemed to sway slightly.

The remaining glass was instantly blown away by the gale, and gusts of wind rushed in through the holes in the wall, almost blowing people away.

The crowd tumbled about in the gale, while only the dragon managed to maintain its balance.

Amidst the raging wind, the figure with long, crimson hair remained unmoved, while her naked body simply stretched out her hand to feel the fierce wind and the restless storm.

It yearns, yearns to converge into an even larger, more intense storm.

This wind is not inanimate; it was born from the language of the shadows. Though it lacks sentience, it possesses its own instincts, restless and yearning to transform into a higher being. Given time to grow, it will eventually become a being like the wind god in mythology.

But all of this requires the permission of its owner.

With its palm outstretched, the raging wind obediently licked its fingertips, utterly humble, like its most obedient pet, pleading for its master's permission.

And seeing this scene, a grin spread across his face.

“Sugus (Ray)…”

A deep voice rang out. Suddenly, the world was as bright as day.

"boom!!!"

Amidst the deafening thunder and an invisible, piercing scream, the lightning shattered the still-unconscious raging wind and the nascent wind god into dust.

It doesn't need such a fragile little thing as a pet.

Above the sky, streaks of lightning began to flash in the previously unremarkable clouds, and the dark clouds gradually gathered.

The city was subtly restless. Some people were stepping out of their homes or peering out of their windows, unaware of what was happening, how the wind had suddenly picked up and lightning had flashed.

But they won't know the reason, because the little insects that do know the reason are already in dire straits themselves.

Inside the hall, numerous eyes stared in fear at the figure that summoned wind and thunder. They did not understand what was happening, but they could sense the immense power beneath that body.

Neither the raging wind nor the thunderous roar could withstand them.

God, only God can have such power.

However, it was not enough, far from enough. This was far from what the figure wanted. For this figure, such power was far from sufficient to satisfy it.

So it reached out towards the direction where the sun was setting, as if it were holding up something extremely heavy, and lifted it up little by little.

At the horizon, the once dim area was once again bathed in dazzling rosy light, which then transformed into intense, fiery light. The sun, which had been setting and disappearing into the horizon, slowly rose again from the west.

……

In the dark space, the blazing star radiates boundless light and heat in all directions.

The vast majority of this light and heat dissipates into the void of space, with only a tiny fraction being absorbed by a few nearby planets. Yet, this insignificant amount of light and heat is enough to sustain trillions of lives on that blue planet, and this light and heat is merely a tiny bit of energy inadvertently released by this massive star.

This star is so enormous that the second largest gas giant in the galaxy doesn't even account for one percent of its mass; 99% of the entire galaxy's mass belongs to this star. Compared to it, that tiny blue planet wouldn't even withstand a single ordinary flare eruption and would instantly become a lava planet.

In this galaxy, all the planets revolve around it.

But at this moment, under the influence of some unseen force, the star was gradually deviating from its position. However, the star's power was so strong that the unseen force could not easily deflect it.

Like a powerful beast wrestling with a giant, when these two immense forces clash, the enormous power intensifies the activity of solar flares on its surface, ejecting prominences nearly as large as the moon every moment. The intense electromagnetic radiation generated by this violent reaction also continuously affects the entire galaxy...

Arctic research station.

A man stared dumbfounded at the instrument display in front of him. The rapidly changing numbers on the instrument almost made him wonder if the instrument was broken, or if he had finally lost his mind after living in this godforsaken place for too long.

"Bob! Look!"

A terrified voice screamed, and following his companion's gaze, Bob looked out the window at the sky. Almost instantly, he gasped, his feet instinctively bracing themselves against the ground to prevent himself from being flung into the sky by this damned dream.

Yes, this must be a dream, it must be!

Before him, the sky was filled with an incomparably magnificent aurora, its dazzling colors illuminating the entire sky. But what was a beautiful scene in the eyes of ordinary people was like a nightmare to him.

It was so dazzling, so dazzling, that he could vaguely see the image of the sun's prominences...

The Arctic is never short of auroras. At the two poles of the Earth's magnetic field, a large number of high-energy particles ejected by solar flares pass over the North and South Poles, thus forming a magnificent aurora. But Bob has never seen an aurora so terrifying.

It was like seeing a mushroom cloud bursting open.

"Is the world going to end?"

That was his first thought, while his quick-thinking colleague had already tried to contact the government, but there was no signal.

Loss of signal is happening all over the world.

"Hello? Hello? Hello? Damn it! No signal..."

"もしもし......"

"HELLO...FUCKYOU..."

"..."

Various short circuits and communication failures have occurred in the use of the Internet, communications, and even electronic devices.

Pentagon.

The military officer rushed into the office.

"Emergency situation..."

"I already know."

Before the military officer could finish speaking, a deep voice spoke up.

Before the military officer, the gray-haired officer gazed out the window at the sun slowly rising in the west. His hands, which were behind his back, clenched involuntarily, and he felt a dryness in his mouth.

Faced with a power beyond human imagination, even with his high position and great authority, he was as powerless as an ordinary person.

"What exactly happened?"

……

Inside the remaining Crystal Palace, the monster with hundreds of heads lay prostrate, gazing at the figure with unconscious fear. Many nations finally realized the impending danger, but it seemed, as its most intelligent head had said, that it was already too late.

"It's over, everything is over..."

The world's wisest man huddled on the ground, watching the figure slowly lifting up the sun, muttering fearfully.

(End of this chapter)