Devouring World Dragon

Chapter 236 Both God and Demon
His bare body knelt on one knee before the torrential darkness.

The proud neck lowered its head. On the man's body, the strong muscles, like coiled dragons, were clearly defined and full of explosive power. His indifferent face looked as silent as a sculpture.

The deep darkness before him remained silent.

The light was swallowed by the darkness, and the man could not see its form, only the hazy darkness. The darkness sat on the throne, as if it were resting with its eyes closed.

"hidden!"

Suddenly, a malevolent voice shrieked.

From the enormous altar, a colossal monster resembling a lion with three strange heads suddenly leaped up and landed in front of the man. Its weight, exceeding ten thousand tons, shook the floor of the hall, causing deep cracks to appear in the ground.

Its eyes are bigger than a cow's, and its head is like a house. You can't even see its body because its three enormous heads will block your view, preventing you from seeing its even larger body.

When the monster, whose eyes were larger than those of an ox, opened its mouth to speak, the breath it exhaled even formed a fierce gust of wind.

"My lord has returned, why have you only arrived now!"

The monster's eyes reflected the man's image, and it roared.

No monster liked this guy, the oldest killer and traitor in the world. He abandoned all monsters and walked alone on the earth.

Most monsters are patient, though. The Shadow—the daughter of Satan—is his wife, and no intelligent monster could ignore the special relationship between them. However, this doesn't mean they'll abandon their rage; they're simply waiting for an opportunity, and then, at the slightest signal from the Shadow, they'll swarm and tear him to shreds.

However, some are even more violent, like the lion monster who was the first to attack.

The man knelt on one knee, without raising his head, and calmly spoke.

"I have something to do."

The man's voice remained calm and unwavering, as if spewing a foul, hot wind from the lion-like monster right in front of him.

"What could be more important than seeing my Lord!"

The gaping maw of the abyss emitted unsettling growls, and within its maw, the remains of some deep-sea creatures could be seen, spewing forth foul-smelling, hot air. Its crimson pupils awaited the man's slip of the tongue; if he didn't answer, it would swallow him whole.

It flapped its broad wings, which stretched for tens of meters and stirred up a gale that stung people's faces. Unlike those monsters that tempt mortals, it didn't have such patience. All it needed was an excuse.

The man untied the bulging bundle behind him. The bundle was nothing more than a simple, tattered piece of cloth, its age indiscernible, yet it seemed very ancient. Then, the man gently lifted the cloth, revealing what was inside…

"Roar……"

Upon seeing what was on the tattered cloth, the lion-monster's enormous pupils suddenly contracted, its jet-black fur burst open, standing upright like steel blades, and it instinctively took a few steps back, then let out a low growl that sounded both threatening and fearful.

"Buzz!"

Inside the grand palace, a sudden rumbling sound arose, and the many demons sitting on the altar became restless. Some showed fear, while others had indifferent expressions, and so on.

“Metatron/Lucifer/Archangel/It’s that guy…”

The many monsters were both shocked and furious, uttering different yet identical names.

In the center of the tattered cloth was a head.

It was a very beautiful face, so handsome that it would put any woman in the world to shame. Even with its eyes closed, it still exuded an indescribable sadness. But it was dead.

Metatron is dead.

This almost divine vice-ruler of the Heavenly Kingdom died, and his head was cut off by the man.

Humans die when they are killed, and so do angels. Perhaps before the world was created, before death was invented, angels did not die, but that is no longer the case.

The old world has vanished, that idyllic mythical world has vanished, and the once immortal and eternal angels are no longer immortal and eternal.

In this new world, there is birth and death, and so do angels.

The battle lasted for three days and three nights. The sun and moon of the new world also cycled three times over the old world. In the end, the vice-ruler of the Heavenly Kingdom was defeated and beheaded by the man. The vice-ruler of the Heavenly Kingdom was held in the man's hand like a trophy.

Monsters hate it, but undeniably, they also fear it.

And now, the last angel, feared by the monsters, is dead.

The lion monster was both shocked and furious, but dared not advance again. The monsters knew better than anyone the power of the last angel, and had repeatedly failed to defeat it in their battles, remaining in a stalemate until six hundred years after the birth of the new world.

The one who could kill Metatron must be one of the best among the many demons and monsters; it would probably be impossible for Metatron to defeat him alone.

“Yin, even if you killed Metatron, that is not a reason for you to disobey my lord’s will.”

But after only a moment of fear, the lion-like monster roared again, its ferocious pupils widening, reflecting the figure of the man kneeling on one knee before it in its clear, glass-like eyes.

"Our lord has been asleep for six hundred years. You should have done your best to awaken him, but you did nothing. Your betrayal is obvious. How do you still want to deny it!"

In any case, the darkness must be made to resent Cain, only then can the monsters swarm and tear this guy apart.

Angels are powerful, and the men who slay angels are powerful, but monsters have never lost a battle against angels. Even angels as divine as gods have had their wings torn off by them. It's just that the monsters' internal strife makes it difficult for them to unite. If a real battle were to break out, the monsters do not believe they would lose.

However, more than angels, more than this most ancient killer, were the monsters the deepest, most profound darkness. That darkness was so powerful that even the most mighty monsters could only whimper and fawn before it. Killing the man before them was easy, but they would only dare to act with the darkness's permission.

Despite the enormous monster's roar, the man's expression remained unchanged, unwavering, and he simply spoke calmly.

"What will happen if my father awakens?"

The lion monster said matter-of-factly.

"Naturally, our era has returned, this world has returned to our control, and the many stars in this new world will become our territory..."

"What about that person?"

The man suddenly interrupted the monster's smug words, speaking calmly. The monster, not good at thinking, didn't react for a moment, while the half-naked man spoke softly before the enormous creature.

"What will happen to the people...?"

The lion monster was stunned, and the many monsters in the hall were also speechless, as if they had not expected the man's words at all.

After a while, the lion monster raised its head and let out a strange laugh.

"Humans? Those tiny insects? Of course they died along with our lord after he awoke. They were just mortals who would die with a single turn of their heads. What's there to mention?"

"Malbus".

Just then, a calm voice rang out.

Marba, the legendary lion demon, was able to see all secrets and was one of the seventy-two demons of Solomon.

Upon hearing the name, the three-headed lion monster lowered its head, its pupils fixed on the man beneath it.

The laughter of the lion monster still echoed in his ears. The man kneeling on one knee lowered his head, closed his eyes inexplicably, and whispered.

"We are human beings too."

The old world existed for 50,000 years. The sky was the seven heavens created by angels, and the earth was the planet Earth, which the angels called "Hell." The first living beings were humans.

Although countless monsters later emerged, all monsters originated from the original humans. Whether they were demons or monsters, they were all once human.

In the old world, humans mated with angels and gave birth to giants, with sheep and gave birth to demons, with dragons and gave birth to elves, with eagles and gave birth to griffins, with snakes and gave birth to serpents... and many other creatures were born as a result.

In that era, humans were well-versed in all sorts of incredible angelic magic, lived for thousands of years, and built a civilization that the serpent people called "Atlantis." Humans and monsters coexisted; this was the old world.

Within this great hall, monsters once lived in that old world. Many of them were even monsters who voluntarily abandoned their human identities in pursuit of power, such as the lion monster Malbashi before us, a powerful mage from Atlantis in the past.

Hearing the man's words, Malbus's abyssal maw opened wide, as if it wanted to devour people, but it only made a strange sound.

"Hehe...hehehehehehehehehehehe..."

The enormous creature is laughing.

Not only was it laughing, but the many monsters inside the hall also laughed. Their laughter was louder than thunder in the sky and more deafening than a tsunami, almost overturning the entire hall.

"Haha ...

people?
How insignificant these creatures are, short-lived and weak! And Cain before them claims they are also human? They are demons, ancient monsters, how could they be human?

"Cain, you refuse to let our Lord awaken for the sake of those insignificant people?! The Cain who created vampires to devour humans, would say such a thing?"

A mocking laugh from a demon god rang out.

Despite the countless strange laughs echoing in the hall, the man's expression remained unchanged, calm as ever. He simply spoke softly.

"...I regret it."

Regret?

Many demons could hardly believe what they were hearing. Could Cain, known for his ruthlessness and cold-bloodedness, really say "regret"? It was simply... as weak as a mortal.

Some demons were still laughing heartily at this farcical spectacle, while others had already revealed indifferent smiles. In any case, Cain had almost directly admitted that he did not want the darkness to break free, and that was enough. As long as the darkness sitting high on its throne nodded slightly, they could all swarm forward.

But just then...

"It's noisy."

Amidst the cacophony of laughter, a deep voice rang out.

The sound wasn't loud, yet it easily drowned out all other sounds. The chaotic laughter abruptly ceased, and all the demons fell silent, for the sound originated from the very top of the hall…

On the throne surrounded by numerous demons, a dark entity radiating endless darkness and distorting the light around it indifferently observed everything.

No one could see its shape clearly, because the light around it was also distorted, and all they could see was darkness, so dark that they could not see anything at all. But now, they seemed to be able to vaguely see something.

In that overwhelming darkness, it seemed as if a slender hand was reaching out. The hand was shrouded in darkness, and only the five fingers, which were of uniform length, could be vaguely seen. One of the fingers was slightly extended, and there was a faint light at the fingertip.

Some of the demons' pupils suddenly contracted; they had already discerned what it was.

"It's noisy."

The voice repeated itself.

In an instant, the light at the fingertips surged dramatically...

"not good……"

"how come……"

Before the horrified voices could finish speaking, in an instant, as if the heavens and earth had been created and the universe had exploded, boundless light burst forth from that fingertip, and instantly, everything within and outside the hall was enveloped in pure white light.

All the beautiful, ugly, powerful, weak, intelligent, and foolish... all the demons and monsters were enveloped by that infinite light and instantly disappeared into it.

"Lord Satan, we are eager to serve you, why..."

The incredulous voice hadn't finished speaking when it vanished into the light.

The man kneeling on one knee was bathed in this radiance, like an angel receiving divine grace. The entire hall was filled with boundless radiance, all the previous darkness gone, only holiness and solemnity, just like a divine kingdom or realm.

The deep darkness still sat high on the throne, but it radiated infinite pure white light, illuminating the entire hall and beyond, as dazzling as the sun, as divine as a god.

(End of this chapter)