Dragon Tribulation of All Realms

Chapter 233 Dragon Break
How did things get to this point?
An ordinary person, with no noble blood or profound family background, only gets extraordinary encounters due to good luck, but has to bear a lot and carry everything for it.
Are they close to you? Do they know you, and do you know them?

—Even if it's just twenty, no, ten names, among the people you want to save, can you recognize even ten familiar faces?

Wu Chen moved forward.

Explosions and collisions continued to erupt in the sky, spewing out sulfur and flames.

Molag Bal's palace was not far ahead. And he knew that, at least until now, he could still grasp everything that was in his favor.

He could run, he could escape while he was out of sight of anyone. He could cooperate with Milmenir to leave this desolate harbor, and then immediately use the remaining Daedric power within him to reach the High Point of the Claws—where the weakest dragon priest in all of Skyrim, Kross, was located, and if he could kill him, he could fulfill his pact with his friend. And after that, he only needed to hold on for one more day to successfully escape this world.

He had a way to survive another day—he could travel to the summit of Mount Hosgar, seek refuge with Greybeard, or even Patunax, and live another day. After all, even though the Dragonfire Barrier had long since collapsed, the order of the Holy Spirits still remained. The demons of the present world had almost no chance of defeating this strongest dragon. And after that, having gained his freedom, he could naturally return to Earth, and after growing strong enough, come back to resolve and repay everything he had borne.

—I can do that.

The route is feasible, and the probability of success is not low. Even the demon god Morag Bal, who initiated the plan, only has a superficial understanding of his own power and characteristics. Add to that the multiple traces and physical entities of his transmigration across the Eastern Lands, and his importance in the eyes of those in higher positions will be diminished. Taking advantage of the chaos, his chances of escaping alive are not low.

—I should do that.

Several demon guards blocked his path, their eyes filled with fear upon seeing him. Now, apart from his deeper essence not being Morag Bal, Wuchen outwardly resembled Morag Bal. As he continued forward, the respectful demons opened the tightly closed palace for him.

He did not stop.

Even though deep within his heart, and throughout his entire body, a constant, defiant scream was erupting.

He didn't stop in the end.

The throne lies ahead; to ascend it means to merge with Cold Harbor. Individuals posing as the Demon God of Conflict will thus transform into the true Demon God of Conflict, and this type of usurpation naturally signifies the self-destruction of the overconfident.

“Actually, the probability isn’t that high.” Wu Chen stopped in front of the throne. “The key to escaping all depends on the help of others—and if one of my anticipated allies fails to lend a helping hand, or if one of my anticipated opponents is stronger than I anticipated, then the plan will become a joke.”

Even the weakest dragon priest is still a powerful legendary wizard, and even the solitary Kross may possess hidden strengths. While Patunax showed considerable care for the Dragonborn in the original storyline, this doesn't mean it will extend a helping hand to just any random nobody. And, most importantly—

"I always believe that it's better to handle your own problems yourself."

He finally figured it out.

He left Earth because he didn't want his expedient measures to affect the innocent plants and flowers on Earth.

He returned to Nirn because he didn't want the demonic chaos, which was somewhat related to him, to escalate further.

The reason he's standing here at this moment isn't just because he wants to be a good person, or simply because he happens to have the ability to undo everything. The deepest reason is that he feels a degree of responsibility for everything that has happened these past few days.

It turned out to be the case.

The inner turmoil vanished, and the body no longer resisted the shrieking. He easily found the initial motivation that had driven all this within his now calmed mind. And that, in the end, was nothing more than the stubbornness honed by a solitary individual through precocious experiences. "Solve your own problems. Don't trouble others, and don't expect help from them." Wu Chen ascended the throne and sat comfortably. Boundless knowledge and power surged forth with the fusion of the Annihilation Domain, and in that instant, a colossal will descended from the heavens!
It saw him. The Lord of Conflict, who had clashed with Akai, cast a surprised glance. It hadn't expected that the seemingly cooked duck would actually fly back to its kitchen after flying away and automatically be plated up. And it couldn't wait to reach out and grab this precious trophy!
"Boom!" Collision.

The annihilation of the demon god was delayed by even a fraction of a second before it could succeed.

At that moment, a golden-red figure with illusory wings took flight, crashing heavily against the boundary of Annihilation Cold Harbor with an indomitable momentum!
A rift appeared as a result, and the entire Annihilation Domain was damaged as a result. The demon god's body swayed slightly, because they were always connected to their own annihilation, and the impact of this attack on it was far greater than that of a direct collision with its shell.

In a split second, it was won.

The Grim Reaper, Kai, who was already an unwelcome guest, swung his scythe down again without hesitation.

The demon god was thus wounded, almost losing an arm in the process. Azure divine blood cascaded down from the heavens like a waterfall. Even as it roared and stretched out its grasping hand, its actions were delayed for a mere second!
It failed to touch the witch dust immediately.

Wu Chen lowered the Infinite Desert Eagle pistol that was pointing at it.

All the elements have come together at this moment.

The strife-ridden Morag Bal, the death of Akai, a unwilling 'woman,' and the flowing blood of the demon god. And...

Another figure that can represent Morag Bal, but is not entirely his body.

The power was thus mobilized.

The Dragon Break phenomenon, based on the power of the Demon God, then erupted.

At this very moment, all the elements related to Ramaya's birth were successfully gathered. And in the instant the time-space reversal erupted, Wu Chen also shifted his gaze from the demon god.

He looked at his palms. His eyes reflected the hardships he had endured as a child, alone, and the struggles he had made to overcome them.

What one desires but cannot obtain in childhood will ultimately bind them for life. Even in any world, there are countless people far more miserable than him.

but--

Even though I don't like to trouble others, I still hope that one day, a sudden act of kindness will come my way.

He didn't receive that kindness; he simply endured it all, grew up in an ordinary way—no, perhaps that kindness had already descended upon him. Because such a healthy and ordinary upbringing is, in fact, the lifelong desire of many more tragically fortunate people.

and so……

"Turns out I am quite grateful after all," he said.

Everything changes immediately.

(End of this chapter)