hunt and eat

September 273, 9 in the Gushureid calendar

After a sacrificial ceremony that lasted for 24 hours, the human side [New King], born from the blood of [-] royal families, faced the slow-moving black dragon that was thrown down in the third hour after its birth. , the black dragon who took the lead in bringing some ancient dragons to attack.

Although still a little caught off guard, the human camp, which quickly reacted, launched a counterattack under the leadership of the [New King] who was subconsciously still rushing towards the black dragon despite being unconscious.

At the moment of fighting, the [New King], who was originally just a group of human-shaped black shadows, completely liberated the countless curses and resentments in his body, and transformed himself into a body that was almost the same as the black dragon, and even larger in size. Dragon form.

Although there is no conclusive evidence, its strong instinct is still able to realize that in this world, the dragon form can often exert greater power than the human form.

As a result, the two black dragons, real and fake, fought together in an instant, using taboo forces that were extremely similar in appearance but completely different in essence, constantly bombarding and eroding each other's bodies.

Under this terrifying signal to start the war, as the black dragon arrived at the same time, the ancient dragons and flying dragons with excellent flying abilities also met the human army with ground and air cooperation in no particular order, and began an unprecedented brutal fight.

Because the black dragon was unexpectedly entangled by the human [New King], the human army with various black technologies and a well-organized army, when facing the dragon camp that only used instinct, only after a few short rounds of confrontation, it grasped Gained the initiative on the battlefield and completely gained the upper hand.

However, what is extremely ironic is that just before the army of the Shreid Kingdom was about to usher in the dawn of victory, something extremely terrifying happened.

The 【New King】, who was placed with infinite high hopes, was born in the blood sacrifice of thousands of royal families, and everyone's hope... got out of control!

No one understood what happened. Amid the hysterical roar of the dragon, the new king of the human race who was in the form of a black dragon seemed unable to restrain the endless resentment and deadly curse in his body that originated from the sacrificial ceremony. In the middle, it exploded instantly.

The endless cursing black rain, in the endlessly expanding black light, swept across the huge battlefield of tens of kilometers in an instant, and dyed all life, whether it was dragon or human, with an ominous black light.

And then, amidst the fear and despair that could not be separated from each other, all the lives that stayed in the battlefield were horrified to find that countless dark and deep flames began to diffuse from all parts of the body.

Black fire clusters as many as stars rose sharply from every space in the battlefield at that moment.

The distorted screams and roars of the dragon seemed to be an unstoppable sorrow and joy, dyeing everything here with a color of despair.

In this battle, except for the black dragon who quickly fled in panic, as well as some people and defense forces who had evacuated here earlier, the two sides had a total of millions of active combat forces, all of which were wiped out under the indiscriminate wide-area attack.

What's even more ironic is that on the seventh day after the disaster ended, the human "New King" who was originally at odds with the black dragon and turned into a dragon-like human "new king" unexpectedly turned to the ancient dragon for no reason, and replaced the black dragon who disappeared during the march. [Smelting Black Dragon] became the third dragon king on Gu Long's side.

The ruined King City of Shurad also became the opponent's lair in the first place.

In addition, it seems that some unimaginable power has been inherited from the black dragon. This new king... no, the terrifying monster that may be called the third dragon king at the moment, has once again increased its strength by a large amount, and it has brought a lot of power to the body. The constant cursing and hatred merged into some kind of higher-level concept.

Its name - [Final Yan]!

However, after losing part of its strength, the color of the black dragon's body surface quickly turned into lava-like crimson in just a few days, as if it had originally been this color.

It is no longer appropriate to call it by the name of [Black].

Therefore, since that day, [Black Dragon] has completely changed hands.

The only thing left is the black dragon known as the "King of the End", and the red dragon known as the "King of Fury", that's all.

Although it is no longer the same individual, the legend of the black dragon seems to continue.

……

tick tock

In a simple wooden house, Noxi, with messy hair, sat on the creaking bed with her arms lowered, still looking lifeless.

After being taken away from the battlefield by Shi Taro and asked to be taken care of by the residents of this village, he kept this movement, staring at the ground under his feet in a daze, and even his thinking was completely stagnant.

Since then, Zi Taro seemed to have completed his mission, never appeared even once, and completely disappeared from people's sight.

This is impossible.

At the moment when the Shreid Kingdom is completely destroyed and people are forced to flee in a hurry to hide in every corner of the mainland, Zitaro, who is an ancient dragon, frequently appears in front of people, which will only bring unnecessary suspicion to himself and Noxie and persecution.

Zi Taro, who was much smarter than anyone imagined, realized this very clearly.

"Hey, Master Noxie, you should eat something."

A man with a gray face, wearing broken armor, and only half an arm left walked into the house holding a dinner plate.

Although he escaped with hundreds of people by chance and found a relatively hidden valley that used to be an outpost to hide, this was almost the limit of what he could do.

The man who was originally just an ordinary soldier could only pin his hopes on this former great man in front of him.

"I beg you, even if it's for the future of mankind, you must cheer up."

"Hehe, the future of mankind?"

Nokexi, who was stung by certain words, squeezed out a weak voice from his dry throat.

It was the first time he had spoken in three days.

"It's that kind of thing that killed my Mana and my son..."

"Ah... Huguret!"

Overturning the dinner plate handed over by the other party, Nuo Kexi hugged his head fiercely, and smashed a wooden wall hysterically, blasting out a large number of distorted fist marks in a few blows.

The man who had never seen such a battle before, after the panic, he looked completely resigned and stood up slowly.

"I don't know what you have been through, but we have run out of time. If you are not willing to assist, we can only continue to evacuate. After all, this place is still too close to the capital, and we may be discovered by those ancient dragons at any time .”

The man looked disappointedly at Nokesi, who seemed to be unable to listen, and just vented to the wooden wall, and said to himself: "Tomorrow, we will continue to evacuate to the desert area in the southwest, there are not many monsters there, and there are no ancient dragons." Rarely haunts."

"Although the resources are a little poor, as long as we can survive, there will always be a way."

Raising his head little by little, the man looked at Nokexi, who was once his idol, but now completely degraded and mentally ill, and said in a low voice:

"We will leave food and drinking water for you for a week, as well as some wound medicine. If you change your mind and are willing to go with us, please feel free to tell me...that's it."

After saying this, the man turned around, closed the creaking broken wooden door with his only remaining hand, and strode away.

……

Chapter 119 Noxie Milian... I am with you!

In the early morning of the next day, the disabled man who still didn't get any reply, looked disappointedly at the lonely wooden house behind him, and then quickly left here with hundreds of old and weak women and children, heading for the scheduled desert.

Listening to the voices of people going away outside the house, Noxi, who was curled up in the corner, didn't even make any movement that could be called a reaction, but just opened his cloudy eyes and was in a daze on his own.

The sun rose and the moon set, and when the first morning came, Nokexi, who could no longer bear the fact that she was the only one alive, leaned against the wall and stood up little by little.

With a bony arm, he touched the half-body armor that once belonged to him, which hung on one side of the wall.

At the position of the armor near the wrist, a simple short blade that is still intact looks particularly dazzling in the dark room.

Although it is not considered a magical weapon, it is enough if it is only used to cut the arteries in the wrist and throat.

However, perhaps because he hadn't eaten for too long, before Noxi had time to put his hands on the armor, he staggered and fell forward.

The heavy armor was brought down together and hit the floor of the wooden house with a bang. The blade that was stuck on the wrist armor quickly slid out along the ground and fell under the simple bed.

Noksi Milian...you are such a piece of shit.

Laughing self-deprecatingly, Noxi bent down and was about to pick up the knife, but from the corner of her eyes, she suddenly noticed something falling out of the inner pocket of the armor.

Pursing her lips, Noxi lowered her head a little bit.

It was a string of small and delicate gold pocket watches.

Coincidentally, due to the drop on the ground, the cover of the pocket watch bounced off under the impact, revealing the small picture hidden inside under the hands.

It was an exquisite sketch portrait of a family of three.

Silently picking up the pocket watch, Noxi clenched her hands tightly.

However, even under this kind of grief and pain, he couldn't shed half a tear.

The week-long hunger strike left his body in a state of absolute dehydration at this time, and there was no extra aftertaste to turn that sadness into actual tears.

"I'm sorry, Mana...forgive me, I'll be with you and the child soon."

Trembling, he picked up the coldly glowing blade from under the bed, Noxi held the tip upside down, and pointed it at his throat.

Just a second before the blade was about to pierce the throat, maybe it was a coincidence, or maybe it was some kind of destiny, a violent gust of wind suddenly came from outside the house, and at the moment it blew open the weak wooden door, A certain book placed on a wooden shelf was blown off and hit Nokexi's wrist.

Nuo Kexi, who didn't have much strength left, was caught off guard and let go of the blade in his hand, piercing deeply into the wooden floor under his feet.

"..."

Staring blankly at the wooden door swaying in the wind, Nuo Kexi arched his back and picked up the fallen books little by little.

Then subconsciously glanced at the cover of the book.

【Chronological Code】

what the hell?

Out of some mentality that he couldn't count, Nuo Kexi hesitated for a moment, and slowly opened the book in his hand with a fancy cover, which was not serious at first glance.

Anyway, it's the same to die later, not so short.

A few minutes later, Nuo Kexi, who briefly flipped through the contents of the entire book, closed the book with a mocking face.

"A group of idiots who worship time and even create a so-called religion."

"What's more, 'sincerity can lead to gods', it's all inexplicable nonsense."

The content of this book is roughly to worship time as a god, and put some pretentious sacrificial rituals and religious etiquette into it to make it more believable.

But in the final analysis, the so-called beliefs and gods are nothing more than a false worship fabricated by a group of ignorant people as some kind of inner sustenance.

To be honest, in the eyes of those religious lunatics, the self who possesses the ability of [Time Stop] may also be a kind of god?

With a sneer, Noxi threw the book away, struggled to pick up the knife on the floor, and was about to continue the ritual he hadn't completed before.

However, the moment he held the knife, a certain illusory voice suddenly rose from the bottom of his heart.

【Beloved of time... What's the point of leaving here? 】

"Who!" Noxi stood up abruptly, looking around in surprise.

The remaining senses scanned the surroundings, but found no trace of biological breath.

What is this...

【Since I am you, I am also the moment of time】

An illusory voice gradually rose from the bottom of my heart.

"It seems to me that I'm really crazy, and I can even have this level of auditory hallucinations." Noxi twitched the corner of his mouth with difficulty, mocking himself.

[What about fantasy dreams? 】

【What your heart desires is the truth】

"Shut up~ Shut up!" Noxi growled in a low voice, hitting the wall behind her with a fist.

"It's just a hallucination when I was dying, even you want to mock me... ah?!"

Noxie roared angrily.

After a long silence, that illusory voice sounded from the heart again.

[Don't you want to see your wife and children again? 】

Tong Kong suddenly magnified, even though he vaguely realized that the voice was just because of the religious book he was reading before and the illusion that should not have been produced in the limit state of his body, Noxi still inevitably had a trace of it. hesitate.

【You are the master of time, you should have done more】

【If time can be reversed, all tragedies will not happen】

【Whether it's Mana or Hastings...will come back to you】

Bang!

The blade fell to the ground unknowingly, Noxi stood up stunned, and said to himself: "Yes, my ability is to control time."

"As long as I develop my ability to the extreme and borrow enough energy, even time is just something I can manipulate."

"I can do it, I can do it..."

The death in his eyes gradually dissipated, and the corners of Noxie's mouth gradually rose, and then he let out a sharp, hysterical laugh that had never been seen before.

In the laughter, despair and madness are intertwined, as well as some kind of inexplicable belief called obsession.

"Will you stand by my side, God of Time?" At that moment, Noxi completely named the illusory voice in his heart as a god.

No matter what the reason for this voice appeared, no matter whether it was a hallucination when he was dying, but at this moment... it can only be God.

Only God can help us reverse time and return to the great miracle before all tragedies happen!

All other possibilities, he, Nokesimi Lian... will never admit it!

【Noxie Milian...I am with you】

Listening to the gradual response in his heart, the corners of Nuo Kexi's mouth gradually rose, and then he could no longer restrain himself from laughing wildly and screaming hoarsely.