The Dragon That Devours the World

? When the faint golden blood flowed out of the wound, all the fighting people and non-humans stopped inexplicably.

The girl who fell on the ground in pain and was covered with mud had a shallow wound on her elbow, and the pale golden blood flowing from the wound was particularly dazzling.

Looking at the golden blood, for all vampires, the shallow golden blood seemed to have a certain fatal attraction, making them almost unable to turn their eyes.

It is a unique delicacy and a poppy full of charm.

"Guru..."

It's not just someone who swallowed.

While Roberts and Uberto gritted their teeth, the dragon stopped attacking, looking at the golden blood, the erect dragon pupils contained a certain instinctive fear.

Louis, wearing a suit and leather shoes, looked at the blood and murmured inexplicably.

"The blood of the gods... really is the blood of the gods."

Looking at the girl who fell on the ground, the corners of his mouth curled up, revealing an unprecedented level of comfort, and stepped forward.

But the dragon was willing to let him go so easily, and the broad dragon wings spread out, and with just one wave it rolled up the dust and wind on the earth.

"boom!"

The huge monster as a hill stood in front of him, looking down at the little thing under him, the erect dragon pupils widened, with a certain violent aura.

"Stop!"

The weird dragon roar spit out, blowing away the many vampires nearby. Only Louis in the suit and leather shoes remained motionless. After acquiring that powerful and almost invincible power, he felt that he was nothing more than a group of small bugs.

That's right, it's just a bunch of little bugs, little bugs are not worth paying attention to.

However, a larger bug appeared in front of him.

"Dragon? Interesting, did the legendary monster also ran out."

Looking at the dragon in front of him, Louis grinned without fear.

Why should you be afraid?

Who is he? His human name is Charles Louis Bonaparte Napoleon, the president of France, the emperor of the French Empire, the Emperor Napoleon III, and the **** today.

He is the **** of this world, and what he is about to create is an age of gods, he will completely unify the inner world and the outer world, and become the only emperor and the only god.

Under his hand, all mankind will be unified as never before, and all species and all humans will sing his praises for thousands of years, thousands of years, and forever. As for his uncle? The achievements he has made will not be worth mentioning in the face of such a great cause.

And his future will never be just this small planet, this planet is too small, and his ambition should be the entire universe of billions of stars.

Now, his only obstacle is a huge bug. Why should God fear a bigger bug?

The scarlet pupil gradually distorted into a needle-like pupil of a snake.

"In the name of Charles Louis Bonaparte Napoleon, Dragon, get out of me."

In front of the huge dragon, the low voice yelled.

"Roar!!"

The violent dragon opened his mouth and bit at the human in front of him.

"I can't help myself!"

The voice of anger resounded across the battlefield.

The battle started again, Roberts splashed holy water that has a miraculous effect on vampires, Uberto raised his gun, and murmured a mysterious spell...

But in the end, the outnumbered and seriously injured dragon barely carried the two to escape, and the girl fell into the hands of the vampires.

…

In the forest, the sea of ​​flowers.

Among the swaying flowers, the red-haired girl with a severely injured abdomen fell into a pool of blood. The handsome-looking man knelt beside her with blood in his hands, his eyes wide open, and his helpless face was filled with confusion and despair. , The little **** the side was also crying.

"Betty, you will be fine, you will be fine..."

The man's heart was extremely frightened, just repeating the same sentence tremblingly, his hand could kill all the vampires who came, but could not save the one he loved.

They escaped the pursuit of the monastery, but failed to escape the pursuit of vampires.

"Betty, do you remember? You said that you like the sea of ​​flowers here. We will spend our lives here with our children. Do you remember? Are you going to abandon me?"

The trembling voice choked and said.

The girl's red hair is as bright as fire, with infinite enthusiasm, but the owner of the hair can no longer look at the world with such enthusiasm.

She barely showed a smile and stroked her lover's cheek, she said softly.

"Roberts...help me take good care of Joan, let her grow up like a normal person, don't let her be so boring and boring like me, living a life of a prisoner..."

Looking at that face is full of tears, desperate and helpless like a child's face, caressing this face, her eyes are full of love and nostalgia.

"Sorry, Roberts..."

Accompanied by the faint voice, and the guilt of not fulfilling the promise.

Fang Hun has passed away, leaving alone.

…

"Betty...Betty...Betty!"

In the nightmare, Roberts woke up suddenly.

There is no sea of ​​flowers, the red-haired girl, the wooden roof, the bed under her, and Wendy who bandages her arm.

"you're awake."

The slender fingers gently lifted the scattered hair, the woman lowered her head and said, continuing to put a bandage on her arm.

The chaotic brain gradually became sober, only to realize that it was a memory from ten years ago.

Since the drug was stopped, the past memories have awakened little by little, but as Wendy said, they were memories that once made me painful and had to try to forget.

"This is a lumberjack's house. I can fix it for the time being."

"I... Where's Joan?"

Roberts remembered that they were ambushed by a vampire when they were trying to find the world key.

After the final battle, although he killed more than a dozen vampires, he was also shot a lot. The last memory is that the dragon formed by Wendy flees with him, but Joan is caught.

"How is Joan now?"

When thinking of Joan, he hurriedly asked.

But Wendy's silence gave Roberts a bad feeling.

"She... she... Uberto is searching on the computer."

When he heard these words, Roberts felt dizzy in his mind, and he didn't know where his strength came from, so he struggled to get up.

"Wait, you hurt..."

But ignoring Wendy's words, Roberts endured the severe pain on his body, stumbled and crawled out of bed, and reluctantly walked out the door with Wendy's help.

In front of him, the packaging cartons scattered on the ground, the strange computer pieced together with brand-new parts, completely transformed into a snake-like Uberto, crouched on the stool, gnawed his fingers, and scanned the display in front of him uneasyly.

"Joan...Where is it."

Looking at Uberto in front of him, Roberts said in a hoarse voice.

Uberto's snake eyes glanced at him weirdly. He looked a little weird, seemed to be too nervous, and was constantly chewing his paws.

"She...is fairly safe."

For some reason, Uberto's voice was a bit difficult, and his pupils dodge inexplicably unconsciously.

This strangeness was too obvious. Roberts was taken aback, then glanced at Wendy next to him, with a questioning expression on his face.

Wendy supported him, glanced at Uberto in front of him, and just said.

"He can't hold it anymore."

This sentence did not avoid Uberto. Uberto heard the same sentence, but he ignored it. He just chewed on his paw and held the angel pendant on his chest in the other hand.

"I... can't hold it for long... you guys... as soon as possible..."

Talking laboriously, the power coming from the pendant is getting weaker and weaker.

He felt as if two selves were fighting in his mind. The little remaining reason was unconsciously seeking help from the last angel, but the angel did not respond to him.

Both him and the last angel are almost desperate.

Looking at the two people aside weirdly.

"Wait... Go to New York... World Tower."

He knows that if this journey can be successful, perhaps both Joan and that heart can be regained, then everything will be successful at that time, if it fails...

…

New York, World Tower.

This World Tower, which was built in 1930, is known as one of the Seven Wonders of Modern Architecture. It is said that it was originally intended to be called the New York State Building, or the Empire State Building, but after much consideration, the name World Tower was chosen. .

In the past few years, the World Tower once belonged to an American businessman named Trump, but he later sold it to a multinational group. Few people know that the boss behind the World Tower is not a human being.

"Every time I look down from here, I feel that human beings are so small."

Standing next to the glass window, looking down, it was noon, and the hot sun brightened the interior of the World Tower, but under the sunlight, Louis was completely uncomfortable.

The perfect daywalker, the highest achievement in the eyes of the blood.

But for Louis, the perfect daywalker is not enough to describe him at this moment.

Looking at the tiny world under him, Louis shook his head again.

"But in other words, in the eyes of humans looking up from the bottom, I am also insignificant."

"That's just a fool's opinion."

The old researcher beside him smiled and slapped the boss's flattery.

Louis is noncommittal.

After gaining a powerful force, he did feel a presence that was even more attractive than power—the power that was close to God.

But he is not crazy. He knows what he is doing. What he wants to do is a great cause that surpasses all his predecessors. This great cause is unprecedented, and there will be no one to come.

The so-called king of blood is nothing more than this kind of mundane understanding, and the self standing here at this moment is tall, but nothing more.

"Looking down at the top level, the bottom is only small; but looking up at the bottom, the top is also small. In this world, there is only one thing that everyone can't ignore, and that is the sun in the sky."

In the cold snake eyes, there was a fiery desire.