Devouring World Dragon

Chapter 228 The Power of Gods and Demons
On a small island in the Pacific Ocean.

The azure sea, the turquoise beaches, and the lush green forests covering the islands create a paradise-like scene, perfect for those enjoying their leisure time.

Lying on a beach chair, a middle-aged man wearing sunglasses looked at the children and family playing in front of him and felt that life was so pleasant.

For this world-class tycoon, the goal of life was never to make money; rather, making money was for better enjoyment, not the other way around. What's the point of being as stingy as Grandet, who never enjoyed a comfortable life until his death?

So after reaching the peak of his career, he chose to retire, gradually handing over the power in his hands, and then living a comfortable and leisurely life. The island he bought is one of his many vacation spots.

"The weather is so nice."

Looking at the sun overhead, the middle-aged man squinted and laughed.

The sea breeze beside me seemed to pick up; it looked like a wind had picked up. This happened often, though, so I didn't pay much attention to it. Suddenly, however, the emergency phone rang.

As instructed by the middle-aged man, this phone number should never be called except in emergencies.

I answered the phone with some doubt.

"Quickly! Master, you must hurry..."

Before he could utter a sound, an urgent voice came from the phone, a voice filled with fear and panic, shouting incoherently. But the man holding the phone didn't hear him clearly; his gaze was fixed on the sea before him, completely oblivious to what was being said on the other end…

In his vision, a white line inexplicably appeared on the distant horizon. The white line gradually expanded, showing the momentum of the tide. The tide slowly advanced from afar, and the deep sound of the sea gradually rose in his ears. The sound seemed to come from the deepest part of the sea, suppressed and silent. As the tide slowly advanced, the waves became higher and higher, and the sound of the sea in his ears became louder and louder.

In the end, the man instinctively stepped back, and the phone in his hand fell to the ground.

Before him, the raging waves soared into the sky, their dark crests obscuring the sunlight, like an endless, majestic city wall, or towering mountains reaching into the clouds. Faced with the immense power of nature, mortals were less than dust...

……

In the vast void, the enormous star is slowly shifting from its position under the influence of some force. However, the star's gravity is so immense that its shift is causing subtle changes in all the planets within the entire galaxy.

Even with a thick atmosphere protecting it, the oceans on that blue planet are still pulled by the star's gravity. Although this tidal pull is relatively small and insignificant to the planet, it is a world-shaking change for the tiny insects living on it.

In those few short minutes, the world was hit by unprecedented storms, and everywhere there were anxious people trying to make phone calls or connect to the internet. However, the intense high-energy particles disrupted the normal use of global electromagnetic communications.

The TV station wanted to broadcast breaking news, but all they saw on the screen was static; the radio broadcasts were just static; phone calls went unanswered and no messages were received…

Modern society, heavily reliant on communication, appears bewildered when faced with the forces of the universe. Meanwhile, the mastermind behind all this is simply experiencing the immense power within himself.

The rising sun did not fully illuminate the city, as it stopped after only a short time, leaving a faint afterglow in the sky.

It is like dusk, when night is about to fall but not yet night.

It wasn't because of a lack of power, but because it was no longer necessary; it was meaningless. The monster was simply testing its newly acquired power—power derived from the gods.

This is a new world that is completely different from the old world, and many of its rules are different from those of the old world.

The old world was a flat, round world, while the new world is a cosmic universe, where each star is a vast world in itself. If the old world was an elaborately crafted birdcage, then this new world is a world manifested by God with all his power and at the cost of eternal slumber. Its size far exceeds that of the old world by countless times, and the difficulties of navigating this world are also far greater than those of the old world.

In terms of battle and combat, God could never defeat this monster; but in terms of the power to create all things, the monster could never compare to God, who fell from omniscience and omnipotence.

Even monsters that have defeated gods must abide by certain rules in this new world, such as a physical body.

Without a physical body, even the greatest abilities are insufficient to interfere with this world.

But what body in the world could possibly contain that heart?
The snake wandered the earth for six hundred years, searching for a body that could bear its power, and finally... it found it.

Divine Blood.

On this earth, there is a group of people who are passing on the blood of God. Although it is said to be the blood of Christ, the serpent knows that Christ was just a mortal, and that the golden blood is indeed the blood of God.

The divine blood was passed down through the mortals on earth, from one body to another. The cups were changed one after another, but the blood of the gods was unique.

For mortals, divine blood is no different from ordinary blood, because no one can truly obtain the power within divine blood; only for snakes is it different.

Joan of Arc's heart, once manipulated by gods and demons, and her flesh and blood imbued with divine blood—through these two, the power of the god who once fought against the serpent was finally brought under the serpent's control...

Wonderful, so wonderful, absolutely wonderful!
Although it had obtained that supreme power long ago, the serpent still felt an unprecedented sense of comfort when the power of gods and demons converged into one.

This feeling of comfort even seemed to satisfy his insatiable hunger.

It was an indescribable feeling of comfort. When the power of the serpent and the power of the god came together, they were unexpectedly harmonious, as if they were one and intertwined.

While it was possible to force such massive celestial bodies to move in the past, that power came from coercion. It was nothing like now, where a single thought was enough to move a star, and the star was completely obedient before me.

"Heh...heh heh heh..."

The sky was still covered with dense thunderclouds, and the few rays of light could not break through the gloomy atmosphere. Looking at the rising sun on the horizon, the naked man let out a low laugh.

It was very satisfied; the results were even better than it had expected. And just then…

"Aaaaaaaaaaaa!!!"

Suddenly, a frantic shout came from behind. His eyes flickered, and he saw a doctor with a ferocious expression throw something at him. Immediately, a white light flashed in the hall.

"It's holy water?!"

Almost simultaneously with several screams, a few unfortunate vampires caught in the white light instantly turned into ashes.

Looking at the white light before him, Powell was trembling. He had just mustered all his courage to overcome his fear and splash the holy water on the "monster".

Yes, it's a monster. Although it looks like a young and beautiful girl, once you see how it was born, no one would think it's human.

It was a monster whose nature was unknown.

As for this kind of monster, he could only risk the opportunity he had just had to splash out holy water, which was the only thing humans could use to deal with these monsters.

He didn't know how effective the holy water would be, but he didn't think sitting idly by and waiting to die was a good option. Even according to the words of the recently deceased Mr. Louis, he had emphasized that the power would also be wary of the power of the holy water.

"Even the most powerful monster cannot resist the effects of the holy water, because all monsters are things that should not exist in this world; they are the loopholes in this world."

He had heard Mr. Louis say this when Mr. Louis came to the laboratory.

Holy water, according to the understanding of the underworld, is something that has a special harm to supernatural creatures. It was a treasure from the witch hunting era that made mortals dare to burn other races.

No supernatural being can resist the power of holy water; this is an ironclad rule, as if holy water existed specifically to subdue supernatural beings. Even the strongest supernatural being can only have a higher tolerance for holy water; no supernatural being can ignore its power.

No one expected the holy water to have much effect, but what if it worked?

Even the slightest injury or discomfort proves that the "thing" that terrifies everyone also has weaknesses.

That monster was so terrifying that vampires, humans, and dragons alike were filled with fear in its presence, to the point that they hoped it also had weaknesses.

Unbeknownst to them, that bottle of holy water seemed to have gathered everyone's hopes. But just how effective could that holy water be?
Powell felt his heart pounding, and everyone in the hall felt their hearts pounding too, anxiously staring at the spot where the white light had not yet dissipated, not daring to breathe.

"Puff... puff..."

Not far away, gazing at the place where the white light was shining, Roberts could almost hear his own heartbeat. His lips were dry, and he subconsciously held his breath.

Then, the white light gradually faded away...

Under Powell's terrified gaze, the long red hair fluttered like flames. In the dim sunlight, the overly beautiful creature remained unchanged, not even its eyes moved.

The holy water, which made countless supernatural beings wary, was splashed on him, but it was as if there were only a few water stains.

Powell realized he was being watched. The gaze felt heavy, pressing down on him, making it hard to bear.

Time seemed to slow down.

Her slender fingers slid over her body, getting a little bit of holy water on them, then she stuck out her tongue and gently licked her fingertips, as if savoring the taste.

"So that's what it is..."

He spoke in a deep voice.

Before Powell, that overly beautiful figure spoke in a language he could not understand.

Long ago, in the Old World, people used holy water to ward off evil spirits. This substance was indeed created specifically for self-defense; it was a power bestowed upon mortals by the gods.

Although this holy water posed no threat to him, it did make him, as the embodiment of the Great Serpent's will, feel uncomfortable and only wanted to leave.

This mortal's judgment was not wrong; such a thing could indeed temporarily expel him. However, this was only a temporary effect...

His lips parted silently.

It simply extended a finger, and at the fingertip, something strange seemed to appear...

No one could understand what it was, but the dragon did.

"Roberts! Close your eyes!"

The dragon cried out urgently, but only managed to spread its wings and shelter the still-unresponsive Roberts beneath it.

Before Powell, the light at his fingertips suddenly burst forth, engulfing him before he could even react.

"So warm..."

The last thought in Powell's mind.

In an instant, daylight appeared.

Outside the building, many people who had come out due to the dramatic change in the celestial phenomena also saw the light emanating from the top floor of the World Tower, and then their figures disappeared into the light.

The light was silent and yet easily devoured almost all life. As the light gradually faded, only a few pinches of salt remained where life had been.

Holy water, a mysterious substance originally only useful to supernatural beings, is completely harmless to humans, and even beneficial. But no one ever imagined that when the radiance of holy water becomes so intense, even humans would be completely obliterated by it.

However, not all lives were wiped out.

"Hmm? A little bug."

A voice spoke these words, and when Roberts opened his eyes again, he could only see the tattered dragon wings before him. Then, the dragon that had been protecting him gradually shrank before him, transforming back into human form.

But the shrinking didn't stop there; it continued to shrink until it was smaller than a finger joint, and then gently fell into a slender palm.

The once majestic dragon was now utterly exhausted, her entire back covered in severe burns, revealing the bare, pale bones beneath. Although she realized the power emanating from those fingertips, she couldn't escape in order to protect Roberts.

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar face before her, she saw it belonged to her adopted daughter, but it had been taken over by an unknown monster.

Only at this moment did Wendy realize that, from beginning to end, the monster hadn't paid any attention to anyone in the hall, including herself. To it, everyone was as ordinary as stones and grass, utterly unworthy of its attention.

Only now has it begun to notice itself.

Staring into those cold, sinister eyes, Wendy gritted her teeth; she refused to show weakness in front of such a monster.

But looking at the giant dragon in his palm, the owner of the pupils had already recognized what it was.

"They weren't all eliminated? Do insects have their own way of surviving?"

The beautiful creature was quite surprised by the dragon that had miraculously survived the great flood, but ultimately it was nothing more than a trivial matter.

With two fingers pressed down slowly, blood seeped from the woman's limbs, and the sound of bones breaking could be faintly heard.

Roberts' eyes were bloodshot.

"Wendy!"

He forgot his fear of the monster and yelled at Wendy, struggling desperately to stand up despite being in pain all over his body.

The woman smiled at him and whispered three words.

Then, the scene before Roberts' eyes changed...

It was no longer that hall, but a desolate desert, and all he could think about was that last smile and those three words.

"Then, after this is resolved, let's go back to England and get married. The World Key, the Priory of Sion, the Holy Grail... let's forget about all that, okay?"

The woman's expectant voice still seemed to echo in my ears before she left, but she was no longer there.

Finally, he knelt down on the ground, bewildered.

……

"Did a little bug escape?"

The monster remained noncommittal.

It seemed that the dragon used its last strength to teleport away a small insect before it died, but although it noticed this, its naked body did not care.

It's just a small matter.

Looking at the bustling city in front of it, it walked towards the gap, as if the ground in front of it were flat, and then let its body fall down.

(End of this chapter)