Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 382 Origin
"beast?"

There was a hint of surprise on Superman's masculine face, which looked like the most perfect sculpture in ancient Greece.

According to the principles of cosmic rules, there is almost no opportunity for the formation of life on neutron stars, because the existence of this kind of matter is extremely single and stable, and life cannot be born through natural evolution without the influence of external forces.

Even if life forms are born on neutron stars, they should theoretically be pure energy bodies, using the gravitational field as an outer shell to constrain their own existence.

But the creature in front of Kal-El was indeed a neutron star life form, a life that could only be created by the hands of others.

Neutron stars are celestial bodies with the second highest density of matter in the universe after black holes. They are extremely heavy, with one cubic centimeter of neutron star matter weighing between 80 million and 2 billion tons.

Its density is unimaginable. Even with the iron bones of super soldier Kal-El, his current defense cannot compare with the neutron star matter.

If all the matter on Earth were compressed into a neutron star, the radius of the Earth would be only about twenty meters, but the head of the 'beast' in front of us is two meters long.

This 'beast' is one of those legendary creatures, a creature created from the corpses of stars.

Kal-El was just about to ask his own question, but the extremely terrifying echoes of time and space changed drastically at this moment, and the strong breath actually suffocated the Superman for a moment.

There is Qi in every living flesh and blood body. It is not illusory Qi, but rather like the hot Qi of hot blood.

But at this moment, the smell of dragon blood that permeated the entire space blocked all vision like steaming heat.

Kal-El couldn't help but fly back and look up.

"die!"

The ancient dragon language was loud and overlapping, but Superman understood the language of the red dragon with four pairs of steel horns in this incomprehensible language.

All the monsters achieved perfect coordination at this moment, trapping the two holy angels in the monsters' field.

The dark monster shot out evil light, freezing one side of the starry sky.

The monarch, wearing a crown and as majestic as a human emperor in the Middle Ages, used the psionic energy in the void to transform into his own gigantic shadow, and his huge hands, covering the starry sky, embraced the starry sky on both sides.

The blond elf pulled the huge bow in his hand and stood in the surging rays of the solar wind, like a general about to shoot a fatal arrow in a stormy battlefield.

The giant, who was as huge as a mountain, roared wildly, and the existence of his huge fist was enough to block any side of the space.

The tall and white-haired king's sword was bleeding, and the orc king Lianjia blocked it.

The will that was blooming from these monsters in Kal-El's eyes at this moment actually made him feel personally that it was an externalization of the spirit, stirring matter according to the will of these monsters.

The huge red dragon let out a thunderous roar, and countless spells were instantly born on the tips of its claws, which together with the dragon's claws tore apart the angel's energy field and body.

Even the angel's indelible consciousness began to dissipate under the claws of the red dragon, and countless souls in the holy light were singing sad songs.

But the entire space and time suddenly stopped at this moment, and even Kal-El's own existence was affected by this force. The biological force field that protected himself became a weapon that imprisoned himself, locking this superman at this moment.

The sound of heaven's gate opening was heard above the monsters and angels, as if a gap appeared above their heads, and hundreds and thousands of times more divine light was cast down.

The power of the elements in the space imprisoned by the eight kings broke away from their control at this moment, turning into a storm surging in the starry sky.

As countless divine lights gathered, a giant six-winged figure slowly stretched out its hands and tore open the door in the sky.

The sound of the ancient celestial language resounds in the divine light, which is the command of the supreme angel.

"O Death, become my sword once more,"

"The ignorance of all living beings needs guidance. It is pitiful to help others become stronger. Please offer me your last rays of light."

boom!
In the holy light that rose into the sky from the split bodies of the two angels of death, countless souls singing sad songs revealed holy looks at this moment.

The blazing holy fire ignited all souls, bursting out with the power to distort time and space, allowing the door in the sky to open again, allowing the creatures high above the sky to descend into the world from infinitely distant distances.

Then the angel on the gate of the sky descended, and the breath of countless dead souls was born in the hands of this angel who was tens of meters tall. It turned into a black holy sword, and with one sword, it cut off the head of the most tyrannical and hateful giant.

The spatial confinement and powerful will blockade of the Eight Kings were instantly broken by this descending creature, and blood was everywhere in the sky.

"It is twice as much fun to deceive the deceiver,"

The huge six-winged angel's true form appeared, stepping through the starry sky, peeling off the human skin on his face, revealing a face that was exactly the same as the original one.

But at this moment, the six white wings were all dyed black by the darkness, turning into black wings like a raven.

"Evil Dragon, you and your companions are honored to have my split body descend upon you."

So said the cruel fallen angel Niccolo Machiavelli.

"But you have wasted the strength I have accumulated for countless years and destroyed my ranch and plans. You will not be able to escape my punishment today. Death is your destiny."

"I will give you the last glory. If you commit suicide now, I will let your soul essence go and return to the Styx."

"Demigod? Or legendary destiny?"

The life of the Sun Elf Serilus who retreated in a bloodbath was fading. Among all the kings present, his strength was the most mediocre. Even the bodies of elves, which were always stronger than humans, could not compare to the monstrous vitality of the Dark Nest Lord Shalos.

The tall body of the Fallen Angel Niccolo stopped not far in front of the kings, and he seemed to be surrounding these top kings in the mortal world of Ekania.

Behind him, the divine warrior Winona Corea who was torn apart by the red dragon and the former Machiavelli personality angel were bathed in the divine light and reborn.

Complete resurrection, advanced recovery and prayer spells are all the innate powers of the Seraph. These extremely powerful spells are just the natural abilities of this creature. It can be seen how terrifying this race is.

Fortunately, even in the original universe, the total number of Seraphs may be less than twenty, which is a race even rarer than the ancestral dragons.

"Demigod? Legendary destiny?" Nigro laughed coldly, "I used to be one, but now I am neither. Or maybe I can say I am both. After all, I already have the essence of a demigod. As long as my two bodies are reunited, I will be able to step into both realms at the same time."

"Unfortunately, I have prepared for this for countless years, but you have destroyed part of my plan and affected my transformation. Therefore, you will all die under my sword today."

The transition and transformation of life qualities does not happen overnight, just like the greatness of the stars in the universe, which cannot be achieved in an instant.

Even for a weak race like humans, it normally takes a long time to transform into a legend.

When an ordinary dragon sleeps, it not only crosses age groups, but also transforms towards a higher level of life, so its sleeping time becomes longer and longer as it grows older.

What’s more, this is a creature like the Seraph, whose blood is comparable to that of the ancestral dragon.

Moreover, the leap from a mortal to a legend is more difficult than the leap from a mortal to a legend. This Seraphic Envoy said that he had been preparing for this for countless years, and it was not an exaggeration.

"That's great,"

The multi-armed giant Moges laughed and said, "It's a pleasant surprise that we were able to ruin your plan."

The many-armed giant's head was cut off, but there were still other heads.

At this moment, the severed head was held in the arms, and the fracture between the neck and the head was affected by the power of the Seraph God, which destroyed the originally unimaginable vitality and it would be difficult to heal again in a short time.

"So what? How can a vulture that eats the souls of its own people be called an eagle?"

The drow king Anudale held the sword horizontally with a trembling hand and sneered: "As a legendary being, if you want to kill all the kings, you have to see if your sword is as hard as ours."

The eight kings surrounded them again, and no monster escaped from this terrifying angel.

"Oh? You make me curious, why are you so fearless of life and death, and are you determined to bind yourself to this evil dragon?"

Nigiro showed a puzzled expression. "In my long life, I have killed countless powerful monsters, even I can't count them all, but there are no monsters like you. Perhaps killing you will make me regretful."

“We are all the correctors of this absurd world, we are all the rebels against the boring order, and we are all the destroyers of the shaped order.”

The Dark Lord, Sharros, chuckled and said, "Your butt is crooked, so naturally you can't understand us."

"Then die!"

Nigro's face was filled with divine indifference, and the Holy Sword of Death in his hand, which exuded a murderous aura, immediately landed on Sarah's head.

The Holy Sword of Death easily cut through the blockades and wills of countless evil lights. Even when the real body of this unprecedentedly powerful angel arrived, the first thing he eliminated was the Dark Lord who was the best at interference and blockade among all the kings.

A fierce melee broke out again in the starry sky, and even Kal-El, an outsider, had to retreat quickly. He could feel that the intensity of the fight at this moment was far beyond his imagination, and even he could not withstand the will test.

The heavy and resonant roar of a dragon sounded at this moment. Carl looked back and saw that the dragon that made the devilish voice was actually laughing wildly.

"Is that so? Niccolo, I have a piece of advice for you."

"No, it should be considered a prophecy. You must keep it in mind."

The red dragon's scarlet eyes, burning with blazing flames, shone with unparalleled light. "When you are unable to destroy our will, your death will come."

At this moment, Carl personally felt the sound of several hearts pumping inside the red dragon's huge body. The vitality and power contained in it far exceeded any creature Superman had ever seen.

The sound of the pumping hearts was like the roar of the most powerful engine on earth, and one of the hearts broke under the roar as if it could not bear the weight.

Then the unparalleled energy and vitality penetrated the red dragon's body, just like opening every joint valve in the body. The boiling power caused the red dragon's body to expand instantly.

"Roar!"

The roar of thunder continued.

Heads grew out of the body of the red dragon, and a metal-forged crown of power surrounded by flames hung high above the red dragon's head.

The crown of storm and thunder rests on the skull of a fierce blue dragon, just as a wreath of laurel woven from the branches of the world tree rests on the skull of a cunning green dragon, and the power of the earth hangs over the skull of a cruel black dragon.
The beast-like skull of the white dragon is draped with a white crown of frozen sea tides.

And two heads with single horns. What grows on the dragon's skull are not horns. The spiritual authority demonstrates the power of arrogance and gluttony, shining brightly.

The super red dragon with seven heads and ten horns spread its claws in the starry sky, revealing its chest covered with blood scales and bulging muscles, and roared: "There is absolutely no escape from death!"

When the super red dragon swooped down at the huge angel, Superman even felt as if the entire world was pressing down on him.

The strong will made Superman's eyes go black in an instant, and his five senses were also taken away. Although it was only a brief moment, when Superman woke up again, he found that his body had floated to the center of the giant vortex, in front of the creature called "Beast".

"Don't look at it anymore. Although your will is equally strong, a strong will does not mean that the heart is flawless. It's like a person who is not afraid of life and death, but at a certain moment his will cannot resist a simple greeting. You will never be able to get through there with just your will."

The 'Beast' floated beside Superman and spoke softly.

Countless plasmas sputtered around this strange creature, but were constrained by the gravitational field and electromagnetic field to form a fixed shape, making this beast look like a hedgehog.

Superman looked at the time and space echo that had long disappeared into the outside world, and rarely touched the corner of his mouth with his hand to hide his embarrassment.

"Although I appreciate your help, I came here to stop you from moving forward."

Carl thanked the beast for his help, and then got straight to the point: "Your existence affects the trajectory of this celestial body and planetary belt, and my hometown is located on the orbit you pass through. I can't just sit there and watch it be destroyed by you."

"Then you have to deal with that Seraph," the beast said, "This is influenced by the will of that angel. It has nothing to do with me and the kings, nor with the emperor who created me."

Karl was slightly stunned, “What on earth is going on?”

(End of this chapter)