From Blood Mage to Styx Ancestor

Chapter 386 The Forbidden Beast Bahamut

Following the river of time downstream, Modi and Zhifutian arrived at their target time in no time.

That is the lair of the forbidden beast Bahamut, the dwelling place of the Sky Veil Beast.

Unlike the tyrannical demon Elivatori, Bahamut directly built a nest in this place, breeding offspring while trying to utilize that demonic nature.

By the time Modi arrived, war had already broken out.

The retinues of the Almighty and Elysium are locked in a fierce battle with Bahamut's offspring, with the war stretching from the center of the galaxy all the way to Mandeville Point on the edge.

Warship wreckage and biological corpses stretching for tens or hundreds of kilometers are everywhere, captured by the gravity of the stars and drifting aimlessly in deep space.

"It seems they're in a bad situation," Mordy said, grabbing a giant beast's carcass and examining its genetic structure. "They're currently locked in a stalemate with Bahamut."

The Corpse-Stagnant also seized a corpse, stuffed it into its massive stomach to breed new plagues, and muttered, "How could it take so long? Could it be that Bahamut is stronger than the two of them... Bah!"

As he was speaking, his face suddenly turned purple, and he hurriedly reached into his stomach and pulled out the corpse.

Modi glanced at Him and saw that the corpse was rapidly turning into bones, disappearing from the world in just a few seconds.

"This thing is abnormal; it has a deathly smell," said Zhifutian. "They have long since passed the stage of decay and reached the final stage of the three states of life—death."

"In other words, the forbidden beast may have already begun to merge with its essence." Modi understood his implication. "The addition of its essence could indeed make it much stronger, but..."

He stroked his chin and posed another question: "How can He ensure that He can control this power?"

Even the Four Gods only dared to integrate a small piece of essence into their bodies when they had the support of the subspace. They did not dare to touch more for the time being and could only put aside the essence they had collected.

They knew that the consequence of blindly merging into too many essences was being corrupted by death, and possibly even becoming a vessel for the resurrection of the Mother of No Birth.

Who knows, one day I might exclaim, "Oh my god, I never imagined I was a demon incarnate!"

"This Bahamut is so audacious. I wonder how big its essence is. If it's small enough, that's fine, but if it's too big, it's probably already a vessel for resurrection."

"I guessed," Modi guessed.

"Perhaps this is why those silly birds have been dragged on for so long."

The two followed the path paved with corpses and gradually ventured deeper into the battlefield. During this time, they did not make any special effort to conceal their presence, and many giant beasts discovered them.

Naturally, the behemoths that found them were either ravaged by plague or swept into a sea of ​​blood by the undercurrents of the Styx.

Zhi Futian looked disgusted, but seeing Mo Di's calm expression, he couldn't help but ask in confusion, "I remember Blood Sea is your true form. Don't you find what you're doing disgusting?"

He remembered a word, what was it again? It was often used by the usurper to tease Him... Yes, it was called Snow Eater, and He felt that He could also use it to tease the Killer.

"When people are killed, they die. Killing brings death, so I can use this relationship to process them."

Modi showed no emotional fluctuations, focusing solely on collecting the remains of the corpses.

Seeing his calm and collected demeanor, Zhifutian lost all interest in teasing him.

Because they could already see the beastly figure emerging from the pale star.

A roar resounded within, and some nearby warp creatures even had their minds shattered, instantly returning to the warp.

The offspring of those giant beasts fared no better; many were stunned on the spot.

Only three figures remained unmoved on the field. One was naturally the roaring star beast, and the other two, one blue and one purple, corresponded to the Heaven of Usurpation and the Heaven of Bliss, respectively.

"Coo coo, this is really giving me a headache," the monstrous creature tilted its head, plucking two withered feathers tainted with the aura of death. "Why didn't you just melt that thing down?"

"If you melt, what will we eat?"

"Yeah, what are we going to eat?" Blissful Heaven chimed in. "Now we're in trouble. We'll have to figure out how to kill you first, and then extract that essence from you."

Doesn't this just add one more step in food processing?

"Heh, if you want that thing from me, then go ahead and try."

The forbidden beast Bahamut's enormous pupils were filled with savagery, and even though its lower body was deeply embedded in the pale starlight, its protruding upper body was still incomparably huge.

Compared to it, the images presented by the Almighty and the Elysium appear surprisingly insignificant.

Body size may not be a complete indicator of strength, but the larger the body, the stronger it usually is.

The same is true of the Forbidden Beast Bahamut. Its size may not be as large as that of the Light of Revelation, Douglas, but its power is by no means inferior to the latter, especially since it has fused with the essence of a demon god.

Therefore, both the Heaven of Usurpation and the Heaven of Bliss were prepared for a protracted war.

While a reckless move might end the war faster, it would also leave the Chaos God severely injured, a selfish act that the Chaos God would never take.

The war reignited.

The immense mass affected gravity, and the change in gravity distorted space. In the blink of an eye, the scene before my eyes abruptly changed, and an endless white wall filled my entire field of vision.

The white wall continued to approach, crushing everything in its path, whether it was a creature from the subspace or the offspring of a giant beast.

Even altering the heavens cannot guarantee that one's own body will not be crushed by its mass.

He flapped his wings, trying to escape the white wall, but no matter how far he flew, he could not escape the wall.

The white wall is still slowly but steadily approaching, determined to crush everything in its path.

The heavens, having suffered a change of fortune, could only look towards Paradise with their own light, but could not see the latter at all.

When I turned around again, I couldn't even see any corpses or remains; all I could see was a vast expanse of white.

It was as if only the sleeve and that wall remained in the vast depths of space.

"I saw a wall, which was boundless in all directions."

He still had the leisure to observe the wall, and as the Lord of Change, He was fully confident that He could break through the wall's loopholes.

"Its name is death...is it really so?"

The treacherous Heaven smiled slyly; He had already seen through the secret of this wall.

"With its massive mass, it skillfully manipulated gravity, thereby influencing space itself and trapping me inside. I didn't even notice anything unusual at first. I must say, you were surprisingly observant."

These words were naturally spoken to the forbidden beast Bahamut.

Just as Xiu said, the cunning of the forbidden beast Bahamut does not match its appearance.

It knows how to use its power to cover up its methods.

"This farce should end." The mutated heaven flapped its wings, creating a powerful gravitational tide that disrupted the gravitational balance around it.

In an instant, it broke free from the gravitational pull of Bahamut, flapped its wings, and soared into the sky.

The giant bird took flight, its size seemingly growing larger and larger in comparison to the white wall.

But we know that it is not that He is getting bigger, but that He has broken the constraints of space and returned to his original size.

Now, He finally saw the true face of that white wall; it was clearly a hand extended by the forbidden beast.

If He had flown any slower, He would surely have been crushed to death by that hand.

However, now, not only had that hand failed to restrain the sleeve, but there was also a hideous bloodstain on its back, as if it had been torn apart by some sharp weapon.

"Oh, it's reinforcements."

He looked to the other side and met the gaze of the bulky green figure.

Beside Zhi Futian was a figure shrouded in blood mist; the bloodstain on the back of the forbidden beast's hand was inflicted by him.

"You really did run away on your own."

Compared to him, Modi was much calmer.

He believed that the altered heaven, as the master of change, would not be so easily trapped.

"Has the tyrant been dealt with?" Elysium floated to their side and asked curiously.

"Resolved."

Modi spoke in front of Bahamut, ignoring its roar, and raised his hand to thrust his spear into its outstretched claw.

"Knowing she was no match for them, she abandoned her true nature and fled."

"Oh, I see."

The altered heavens flapped their wings, scattering starlight.

These starlights were initially inconspicuous, but the moment they detached from the feathers of the mutated heaven, they transformed into a meteor shower, crashing straight into that pale star.

Zhi Futian took out his crucible, in which a strange green liquid was bubbling and emitting a strange yellowish-green gas.

"All things decay, but all living beings endure."

He murmured, took out a ladle from somewhere, scooped up a spoonful of thick soup, and casually sprinkled it on the forbidden beast.

"Wow, you fatso, you actually brought out a soup that's been simmering for who knows how many years."

When Jiletian smelled that scent, he couldn't help but click his tongue, but his hands didn't stop moving.

He is the Lord of Desire and the Lord of the Great Freedom Demon. Although he is the youngest and somewhat incompetent among the four gods, that is in comparison to the other three gods.

He merely exchanged a glance with the forbidden beast, and the latter felt a moment of disorientation.

The surrounding scenery blurred, and in the blink of an eye, it found itself no longer on the star it had just been on, but in a bustling street.

People came and went all around, and carriages came and went in an endless stream.

"What's going on?"

It tried to turn its head to see its surroundings, but found that it couldn't move at all, and its gaze was fixed on one spot.

"Could this be an enemy plot?"

It tried to make a sound, but no sound came out of its throat.

Gradually, it finally understood that it had become a roadside stone, which was why it could neither move nor speak.

It must be one of those four enemies who used some means to make it sink into this false identity and illusionary world.

"Could it be some kind of power over illusions, senses, or desires?"

As my thoughts flowed, it soothed the slight anxiety that had just arisen, allowing me to think like a sage.

"Turning me into a stone, is it to destroy my will? What a ridiculous idea."

As a high-ranking immortal, Bahamut has ample confidence in its own will, and even if it were to remain a stone for tens of thousands of years, it would ensure that it does not lose itself.

Its will will never be extinguished, and its anger will never subside.

Ten years, twenty years, fifty years... a hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years...

Bahamut, from stone to earth, and from earth to dust, witnessed the changes of the world, watching the once prosperous city be destroyed by war and rebuilt by a new dynasty.

It lived the life of a stone until it turned to dust, at which point its consciousness finally broke free from its shackles and rose higher and higher.

"What's the name of that move you're using?"

Modi thrust out his spear, piercing the forbidden beast's other hand. Seeing that it was stunned for a moment and did not react to his attack, he knew that Blissful Heaven had tampered with it.

"It's just a manipulation of the senses and desires, a petty trick that can't be brought to the table." Elysium covered her mouth and chuckled, looking at the behemoth overwhelmed by the massive attacks with disdain.

"Ha, in the end he's just a wild beast. There's no such thing as a wrong nickname, only a wrong name."

",roar-

Before Xiu could finish speaking, a loud shout drowned out her words.

Bliss was taken aback. He exchanged a glance with the giant star beast and sensed an unusual rage in its eyes.

Clearly, He had angered the other party.

"Your method will actually increase His attack power?"

Modi's expression was unfriendly, and he glanced at him sideways.

"Its will seems even stronger than I thought," He said somewhat awkwardly.

The pale star collapsed inward, and a large amount of stellar matter poured into Bahamut's body, where it forcibly swallowed it.

Despite having its hands pierced by spears, its body riddled with craters from meteors, and its upper body corroded by plague broth, its power should not be underestimated.

Especially after it broke free from the shackles of the pale star.

"You think that can extinguish my will and my anger?"

Bahamut grinned maliciously, swung his thick, long, whale-tail-like tail, and unleashed a powerful stellar storm.

"But that's impossible. My wrath will never be extinguished until I bestow upon you your destined death!"

Despite its enormous size, it is not slow at all; in fact, it can be described as agile.

In just a moment, it moved in front of Bliss and rammed into it with its enormous mass.

The purple mist erupted and scattered, thus destroying the vessel that housed Bliss.

"Tsk, I knew I couldn't count on Him."

Modi's eye twitched, and a torrent of blood surged out from behind him, crashing straight into the giant live target in deep space.

Because of its massive size, Bahamut had no time to dodge and was hit squarely in the back by the blood, which ripped a large hole in it.

The blood flow began to multiply, pooling into a sea of ​​blood at the wound on its back.

The plague broth was poured down, and the stagnant, putrid air spread and multiplied on it.

The mutated heavens transformed into mist that enveloped another part of its body, and countless magical rays struck this shrouded part, adding countless wounds to it.

Bahamut writhes in agony, crushing countless of his offspring, yet he can never shake off the intractable ailment clinging to him.

"That's why I said I hate fighting to the death with high-ranking immortals," the Usurper Heaven said helplessly, his mist gathering and dispersing, becoming much thinner.

"We can't really gamble with their lives, after all, that would only result in us losing more than we gain, but they have no choice but to do everything they can to cause us even greater losses..."

After it rolled over once more, much of the blue mist dissipated, but Bahamut's life, like the mist, faded away with time.

It is not the demon of death.

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