Devouring World Dragon

Chapter 233 A Genius Who Transcends Time

"coordinate……"

"The sun...spectrum..."

The busy organization was bustling with activity. On the huge screen, complex data was constantly being refreshed. Some people remained silent while looking at the abnormal data, while others looked worried.

Less than twenty minutes had passed since the celestial anomaly, tentatively codenamed "Super Sun," but its impact had exceeded expectations. Just minutes earlier, the US president had declared a national emergency. However, due to the excessively active solar flares and the disruption of various communication channels, the order had not yet been fully disseminated nationwide.

Aside from critical institutions like those handling nuclear weapons, which are under emergency management, the most important task at present is closely monitoring the suddenly aberrant solar activity. At this moment, numerous instruments worldwide are focused on this inexplicably erratic sun, observing its dangerous solar activity; humanity's attention is more concentrated than ever before.

In addition, there were others who were observing New York under a secret order.

"Wait, what's going on..."

The female researcher stared wide-eyed at the signal transmitted from the satellite.

During the high-speed filming, a huge beam of light could be clearly seen emanating from New York, parting the Atlantic Ocean without stopping, and continuing towards distant space.

"Quick! Have the satellite rotate its camera to observe the trajectory of that beam of light."

"It's urgent," the director said.

But before the satellite could rotate its camera, a man rushed in. His face was panicked, and he gripped the chief's hand tightly, but he couldn't utter a complete sentence. He could only repeat himself with fear in his eyes.

"Saturn, Saturn..."

What's wrong with Saturn?

Half a minute later, gazing at the image of Saturn, the director and researchers stood frozen in place. Some were deathly pale, while others, after a long while, swallowed hard.

"Goo."

The faint sound was exceptionally clear in the deathly silent hall.

……

"It's over, everything is over."

Looking at the report in his hand, Roman felt his hands trembling involuntarily. He tried to calm himself down, but he still couldn't control himself.

The hastily written report wasn't complicated, and it even contained spelling errors, but those weren't important. What mattered was the picture...

In the vast expanse of space, a huge gaseous celestial body is surrounded by a ring of light. The ring, made of meteorites, is extremely smooth and looks beautiful. It is Saturn, which is familiar to the world.

But unlike the Saturn we are familiar with, this Saturn has a semi-circular notch at its edge, as if someone had taken a bite out of it. The size of that semi-circular notch is estimated to be large enough to hold 130 Earths.

"...the loss of mass exceeds 4.7 * 10^25 kg..."

When the enormous beam of light swept across the edge of Saturn, it directly caused a massive crater to form on the planet. This single impact evaporated approximately 1/80th of Saturn's mass, equivalent to more than 10 Earths.

After that, the giant beam of light flew out of the solar system and disappeared from observation.

If Roman had previously harbored any illusions, this report shattered them completely. Faced with this power, any human means pale in comparison.

It's over, humanity has no hope.

This was Roman's only thought at that moment. He leaned back in his chair, silent.

Just then, a sigh echoed from inside the secret room.

"So, humanity has finally come to this point?"

Startled, Roman suddenly looked up and saw a phantom figure appear before him.

"who!"

Just as he was about to sound the alarm, Roman froze when he saw that face. He recognized the face, or rather, it was a self-portrait of that person.

"You...you are!"

Roman was speechless for a moment.

Before him, an old man with a snow-white curly beard nodded slightly and spoke softly.

"My name is Leonardo di Piero... Leonardo da Vinci."

……

The year was 1517.

"Um……"

Feeling a sharp pain, the elderly Leonardo da Vinci involuntarily released his grip.

The heart, taken from the sculpture, fell to the ground from his hand, and with it, the illusions from the future shattered before his eyes.

He was breathing heavily, the information he was observing about the future far exceeding the limits of what ordinary people could comprehend.

Even with the strength of the heart, it was difficult to withstand these messages from the future. However, at that point in time, marked as December 7, 2004, a huge rift appeared in spacetime.

For some reason, a beam of light appeared at that point in time.

That beam of light contained unimaginably powerful energy, so much so that it distorted the structure of spacetime and created a loophole. It was through this loophole that he was able to peek into that future spacetime.

However, seeing the future only made him more desperate.

Humanity in that era was incredibly powerful, even capable of flying to the moon, yet they were still far too insignificant before such power. The serpent has awakened; who can stop it now?
Looking down at the heart in my hand, it was beating gently, as if it were alive.

After much effort, I finally opened the statue and discovered the heart sealed inside. But did I do something wrong?
"Elder, are you alright?"

Beside him, a young man dressed in knight's armor stepped forward and asked.

His face was handsome, like a sculpture from ancient Greece, but his somewhat fierce golden eyes made him look intimidating.

Leonardo da Vinci shook his head, then looked at the young man beside him. For some reason, the young man sensed a complex emotion in da Vinci's gaze, and then da Vinci spoke softly to him.

“Frederic, tell me, have you ever felt resentful that you were born to guard the Holy Grail?”

Frederick paused, seemingly having never considered this question before, or perhaps wondering why Leonardo da Vinci would ask it. But he solemnly pounded his chest with his fist, the gauntlets striking the breastplate with a crisp metallic sound, and resolutely declared.

“I have never regretted it. Protecting the Holy Grail is a duty that has been passed down from our ancestors to the present day. Unless all the descendants of the Grail Knights die, as long as the Grail Knights exist, no one will ever be able to harm the Holy Grail.”

...Unless all the descendants of the Grail Knights die, as long as the Grail Knights exist, no one can ever harm the Holy Grail. Hearing the knight's oath before him, Leonardo da Vinci remained silent for a moment, then nodded.

"Alright, it's time to pack up. Frederick, come, let's put the heart back into the sculpture together."

Frederick glanced at the unusually strange-looking heart. He didn't know its origin, but it seemed to him like some kind of evil object. He hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"Elder, why don't we destroy this heart?"

Leonardo da Vinci remained silent and shook his head.

……

one year later.

"So, you want to ask me for a favor?"

A deep voice rang out, and the aged old man prostrated himself before it.

Leonardo da Vinci did not look up at the overly dazzling sun above him, but humbly pleaded.

"In this world, there are probably only two... no, only you who can stop it, so I beg your mercy to save your children."

"It's meaningless; no one can stop its awakening."

The voice spoke in a cold tone.

"No, of course it makes sense."

The old man retorted, raising his head for the first time to look directly at the dazzling sun before him. His figure shone brightly in the golden light, like a god walking on the earth.

"If it's truly meaningless, then why did you create that statue? Wasn't it you who tried to seal the heart? Aren't you also doing something meaningless?"

His cloudy eyes stared at the figure in front of him.

Before the old man, the figure was shrouded in light. He didn't speak directly, but simply opened his eyes, revealing cold pupils. And looking into those pupils, one felt a strange sense of dread.

"Do you know what you're saying, human?"

The deep voice spoke calmly.

Faced with those cold eyes, the old man laughed instead.

“I know what I’m talking about… Yin, you were once human, weren’t you?”

Before the old man, the oldest killer, the oldest human being, fell silent…

After a while.

"What do you want me to do?"

The deep voice said so.

The old man laughed, but didn't speak directly. Instead, he slowly bowed to the bright sun in front of him, and as his forehead touched the soft soil, he whispered something.

"Please wait for me for five hundred years..."

The sound was faint, but he knew that the oldest human had heard it.

Even as the oldest humans disappeared, he did not rise, remaining prostrate on the ground, only closing his eyes and murmuring one last sentence.

"Please wait for me for five hundred years..."

In the remnants of that old world, in that hellish world of lava, an angel sits high on a throne, his wings stained with the blood of evil.

Its eyes remained unchanged, but it had already heard.

Five hundred years later, in Italy again, another unparalleled genius appears, as if that genius has been resurrected. Then, this unparalleled genius will join the last angel to fulfill the promise made five hundred years ago.

Three months later, the old man, who had exhausted all his energy in making preparations, passed away.

Leonardo da Vinci/Uberto, dead.

……

Time: October 2004, 12.

Devastated New York, everything was destroyed by the energy emitted from the beam of light, leaving only an endless expanse of scorching lava.

Standing atop the scorching lava, her naked body was riddled with bullet holes and stained with golden blood, one arm severed and embedded in the lava. Despite her severe injuries, the girl's face remained utterly indifferent.

"Is it ultimately just flesh and blood?"

Accompanied by a calm female voice, the flesh and blood writhed and healed at a visible speed, the bullet casings inside the body were expelled, and the severed arm flew back to the point of breakage on its own.

In the blink of an eye, the wounds all over his body seemed to have never appeared.

Unaware that it was submerged in lava and its naked body was completely oblivious, to it it was merely a minor change. Although it was somewhat surprised that its body could be injured by human bullets, and even glanced at the tiny human, it was just a small incident.

It was oblivious to, and indifferent to, the many consequences of its fleeting glance.

This body contains divine blood, so it is regarded by mortals as the "Holy Grail" that carries divine blood. But it is ultimately just a body of flesh and blood. Even if it can withstand its own power, it is still difficult to control. It is normal for the power to occasionally overflow.

Although he has awakened, he is not fully recovered.

The most important thing now is to awaken your true self, which is the embodiment of Earth, so that with the power of that true self, you can reverse the entire universe.

By rewinding the universe to its origin, from a world where the gamble never existed, and resetting it to a world where the gamble did exist, one can directly achieve victory. The omniscient and omnipotent being existing in the past can only admit defeat and release their true form to freedom.

Thus, this betting game, which has continued since the mythological era, came to an end.

Thus, the giant serpent achieved final victory.

"An insect is just an insect after all. No matter how hard it tries, it's still just a little insect. Victory will only come to me."

Looking up at the sky, it was as if one could still see that weak, incompetent god in the eyes of an insect. He spread his arms wide, and his beautiful face burst into wild laughter.

At the seaside, countless creatures emerged from the azure sea. These creatures, as dark as black clouds, bowed and worshipped the father of snakes who bore all things, praising his greatness in the ancient language of snake people.

"Excellent, excellent, the most great father..."

(End of this chapter)