Devouring World Dragon

Chapter 48 Unexpected Visitor
Time passed little by little, and the "Dark Year" that once plunged the whole world into darkness was gradually forgotten by the world. The ignorant boy grew into an adult, and then gradually grew old, his face showing signs of aging, and then he entered the cemetery.

Nearly a hundred years have passed since that dark year that terrified the world. In those hundred years, kingdoms have been destroyed, new kings have ascended the throne, and powerful heroes have been born and died. Over this long period of time, countless heroes have emerged and written their own legends. In the end, mortal bodies die, while the souls of heroes calmly enter Valhalla.

Meanwhile, in the heavens, after wandering for a long time, Loki, the god of fire, returned to Asgard with his usual cheerful smile, as if nothing had happened. Whether he was talking with Thor, meeting Odin in the Golden Palace, or seeing other gods, his face remained as gentle as ever.

After a long period of recuperation, the Frost Giants once again invaded Asgard, and naturally, it was Thor who once again fought against these ever-renewing and seemingly inexhaustible Frost Giants. During occasional breaks, Thor would often go on adventures with Loki. Heimdall, the guardian of the gods, remained diligently stationed on the Rainbow Bridge. Although no god blamed him for the previous defeat, it made him train his martial arts even more rigorously, determined not to let the serpent invade Asgard again.

The sun, moon, stars, rosy clouds, and celestial phenomena revolve in the sky without ever ceasing.

The immortal heroic warriors, occasionally led by the Valkyries and gods, fight against the rampant monsters to prevent them from affecting the prosperity of the human world, and strive to maintain the order of the entire universe.

Everything returned to a long period of calm, with occasional disturbances, but ultimately nothing was disturbing.

Under these circumstances, only the great serpent, gradually forgotten by the world, remains firmly pressed to the bottom of the sea, unable to break free...

……

In the sky, the sun moved slowly across the sea; everything was so ordinary, just like what happens every day.

Amidst this tranquility, a four-wheeled chariot, pulled silently by three ghostly warhorses, sank into the deep sea. Their movements were so cautious that even the old sea god Egil did not notice them.

"tap……"

Three undead warhorses engulfed in ghostly flames galloped across the azure sea, pulling a canopy-covered carriage behind them. The carriage, made of bones, had a dome-shaped canopy covered by a thin veil. The veil hung down, obscuring the figures inside the carriage and making it impossible to see their faces.

The slender figure could be vaguely discerned as a woman. Although her beauty or ugliness was indiscernible, the chilling aura of death emanating from her was clearly perceptible even through the thin veil.

The undead warhorses pulling the carriages never tire or die, and there is no coachman holding the reins. They just run aimlessly towards the deepest part of the sea.

Just then...

"Boom!!!"

Suddenly, the seabed began to churn, and endless darkness surged up from the depths of the ocean, like a split abyss, attempting to swallow the carriage whole into the endless darkness.

But the carriage's owner seemed to have anticipated this, and without the carriage saying a word, the three Netherworld Horses suddenly turned around and instantly escaped the abyss's coverage.

As the seabed dust that had been stirred up gradually dissipated, the bottomless abyss revealed its true form through the thin mist of sand...

The abyssal maw, capable of swallowing the sun and moon, is filled with endless madness, greed, and desire in its vertical serpentine eyes. In this seabed, one can vaguely see the head of this colossal creature, and in the far distance, one can vaguely see thick chains deeply embedded in the flesh and scales of this colossal creature...

This behemoth was so enormous that its entire form could not be seen at a glance, but even just the glimpses of its body were enough to convey just how enormous this monster was.

Before this monster, the carriage seemed so small, like an ant... no, not even an ant, just a speck of dust. If it weren't for the chains that firmly bound the monster's body, it would probably have swallowed the carriage whole long ago.

Faced with this suffocating and despair-inducing size difference, the figure sitting calmly inside the carriage remained unmoved, his face appearing as serene as ever through the thin veil.

"Have you become so hungry that you don't even recognize me anymore...?"

A cold, clear female voice echoed through the seawater from inside the carriage. The voice carried an unusual indifference, a chilling coldness that sent shivers down one's spine, as if the speaker were addressing a dead person, revealing an arrogance and conceit.

Immediately, a pale and cold slender hand gently lifted the thin veil, and the carriage owner looked down at himself.

Despite being his closest relative, he looked at the giant serpent beneath him, bound tightly by countless chains in the depths of the sea, and his cold, indifferent eyes showed no emotion whatsoever.

Those vertical pupils, filled with madness and greed, sent chills down one's spine, yet she was fearless.

The owner of the carriage knew that the giant snake was watching her at that moment.

"hehe……"

The giant serpent was breathing heavily, its panting creating huge whirlpools on the seabed, and its pupils, fixed on the carriage on its back, were filled with endless hunger as always.

Without a doubt, even though it had recognized who the other party was, this giant snake, which had been starving for nearly a hundred years, was still only thinking about eating.

If you fast someone for three days, their mind will be consumed by thoughts of food, and nothing else will be able to process them. If they are starved for seven days, they might even be so hungry that they'll be gnawing on their own fingers. And then…

What if you starve the other person for over a hundred years?

Just how intense would that feeling of hunger be...?

"Food! Food!! Food!!!"

His vertical pupils, reflecting the woman's figure, were filled with deep greed and desire. He had been starving for so long that just looking at that figure made his stomach churn with acid. Every muscle and cell in his body was frantically telling him and urging him on.

"Eat it! Eat it!! Eat it!!!"

The sound was so strong that even the giant serpent seemed to experience a strong auditory hallucination.

Before him, the carriage owner's pupils grew increasingly cold. If the giant snake was truly so hungry that it had lost all reason and insisted on eating her, she would probably have no choice but to wait for another chance.

But what is unexpected is...

"Hehe...hehehehehehe...ha ...

Under her gaze, the serpent's pupils still held the greed and madness, but a hint of coldness had crept into their deepest recesses. Then, a low laugh rang in her ear, first a soft chuckle, then a loud laugh, and finally, the sound grew louder and louder until it burst into a wild and unrestrained laugh.

The wild, maniacal laughter echoed across the sea, as if mocking something wantonly.

"My sister, the ruler of Helheim, and Odin's loyal servant, has actually come here?"

Accompanied by the serpent's maniacal laughter, in the serpent's line of sight, Hela, the ruler of the underworld, the goddess of death, and the serpent's nominal sister, was indifferently looking down at it. She was wearing a cloak, with one half of her face beautiful and the other half resembling a skeleton, her face pale and cold.

(End of this chapter)