The Dragon That Devours the World

The new **** is shrouded in light, no one can see its true meaning.

In the gaze of the new god, at a place infinitely far away from the strange space, the source of countless beams of light, the crazy monsters burst out of light.

Under each of the exploded scales, there was a huge beam of light bursting out of it, and every huge beam of light contained almost infinite energy. These beams of light burst from all directions, making the monster look like a shining star.

No, it's not a star, it's far brighter than a star, brighter than a supernova. The "stars" that can illuminate the entire universe of trillions of light-years are beyond everyone's imagination.

Looking at the source of this power, the new **** stared.

"This force is too strong."

New God sighed rare.

This is not the power that mortals can master, this almost infinite power can almost be compared to the absolute gods.

This power is too strong, even the monster itself can't control it. The monster's flesh and blood couldn't carry this powerful force, and it broke apart.

Crazy monster, its body quickly collapsed under the impact of its own powerful force.

The monster roared unwillingly, but still had to fall into death, the pupils lost their color, and the body turned into powder until it disappeared without a trace. The power that had originally poured out infinitely also temporarily stagnated.

But the next moment, out of that nothingness, the figure of a monster emerged again.

And this time, the monster returning from death has grown many heads, and those heads have all kinds of strange faces, or human heads, or eagle heads, or tiger heads, or bull heads...

The billion trillion heads share the same body at this moment.

The resurrected monster once again poured its power into this universe.

Although there is death, death is nothing more than a long sleep, a monster that has fallen into madness and does not want to die. Is there any way to defeat it?

"Its power is too strong, even it can't bear it by itself."

The new **** said directly.

"But even if it dies, it will come back to life again, and it will become stronger every time. It is gradually adapting to its own power."

The non-god **** said solemnly.

In front of the two gods, the monster had died dozens of times, collapsed dozens of times because of its own power, and recovered dozens of times.

Every time, its shape will change drastically, but it can't resist the inexplicably powerful force emerging from its body.

This power emerging from the monster's body can't even be controlled by the monster itself, but the monster does not intend to control it.

Unprecedented anger completely destroyed the monster's sanity, and it was cruel and tyrannical in its crimson to dark pupils.

Since the tiny bugs want to die, go to die, and let this universe be destroyed under my anger.

food? patient? rule? None of these matters!

At this moment, the monster only needs to vent his anger.

"Gods, are we at the end? What should we do?"

An insect-like creature eagerly said to the two gods, but in the next instant, it disappeared out of thin air, and in the blink of an eye, it reappeared.

The damage from the upper reaches of the Long River of Time and Space is already beginning to affect the lower reaches.

The law of causality does have a very high fault tolerance rate, but it cannot be made out of nothing. If there is no past, how can there be a future?

The space-time special teams are desperately saving the upstream space-time, but the large-scale space-time collapse still inevitably affects the space-time at this moment.

"No, our history is being destroyed, this time and space can no longer stay, we must escape."

Someone screamed, and numerous flashes of light and shadow echoed this judgment.

Many creatures have realized that this time and space can no longer stay, maybe they can escape to other time and space for a while?

"Escape? Where can you escape?"

The non-god shook his head.

"This place is the final decisive battle. As long as we win this battle, we will be able to lead to that bright future."

The non-god **** stretched out his hand and pointed to the void in front of him.

"Look, the future space-time has already sent us images. There are no snakes and no gods in that future. That is the era that belongs only to our mortals."

"To make these real, all we have to do is win this battle."

In the void pointed by the non-god god, an image came.

Countless machines that are as huge as stars are reshaping the face of the universe, relisting the positions of the stars, decompressing black holes into matter, and pulling the expanding universe back on track...

In that devastated post-war universe, the new human civilization has too many things to do.

In that future, everything is moving in a good direction.

"These are all possible... this war has far exceeded the limit that the law of causality can influence. Even the future space-time itself is just a beautiful phantom."

But then, someone was pessimistic.

In the future predicted by the law of causality, the future is indeed beautiful, but that is because... if it is not good, it means that everything, including the causal universe, has been destroyed by that furious monster.

Naturally, if there is a future, it is naturally a beautiful future.

But the premise is if there is a future...

"But in other words, even the cause and effect are admitted, as long as we win this battle, we will win it completely, right?"

The non-god gods were noncommittal, but asked rhetorically.

"But we can't win, that monster is invincible."

The new **** said.

"We are going to win this battle, why should we win that monster?"

Gods who are not gods are very meaningful.

The new **** looked at the non-god god, suddenly realized something, and nodded.

"There is another way... to escape to the source."

The two gods said in unison.

...

In the void, the monster is like a torch that illuminates the universe in a trillion light-year range, and many beams of light gushing out toward the universe.

The monster at the moment changed its appearance again.

Its eyes are full of brilliance. When the eyes are opened, the shining light can even illuminate this dark and dead universe; and when the eyes are closed, the universe that has lost its brilliance falls into darkness again.

As soon as the eyes opened and closed, the stars flickered.

The crimson dragon and snake hovered in the universe, exhaling invisible clouds, and roaring inexplicable thunder.

In the vast universe, there is no cloud or mist or thunder, but when it appears, even the entire universe has to change its laws, producing some kind of strange cloud-like gas and strange thunder light.

The lofty dragon, the **** of creation, is both a dragon and a god.

The dragon **** roared among the stars in the universe, his body gushing with countless beams of light. But even the body of the Dragon God could not withstand the enormous power, and eventually split apart and disappeared into the invisible.

The next moment, the dead monster returned from death again.

"Pain...uncomfortable...hungry...worm...damn..."

Thinking began to become chaotic and disorderly.

The body was destroyed again and again, and crawled back from death again and again, even a monster could not ignore this.

Death should be its deep sleep, its long sleep after fatigue, when the monster dies, it proves that it is tired.

But a person who should have fallen asleep had bloodshot eyes open, gritted his teeth holding a keyboard and mouse, and had to kill the disgusting monster.

Elevated emotions can indeed keep him fighting, but physical and mental fatigue still exists.

The monster felt a little tired, but it didn't plan to go to sleep until the bugs were wiped out.

At this time, the furious monster felt something strange.

"The bug... ran away?"

...

"This universe will be destroyed."

God categorically said.

"However, when the universe is destroyed, all time and space are gone, and then another sample of what should be hidden will emerge."

This universe is like a painting.

The owner of the painting initially drew a horror painting of gods and monsters, but was not satisfied with the result, so he drew a modern urban painting on the basis of the old painting.

But because the snake in the old painting can't cover it all the time, there is no alternative. The owner of the painting can only reluctantly incorporate the snake into the new painting. For this reason, the cunning snake brings some elements from the old paintings into the new paintings.

Therefore, in the modern paintings that should only describe the modern prosperity, there are some strange ghosts and ghosts inexplicably.

Psionics, subspaces, monsters, supernatural things, etc., are all elements of the old paintings left over because of the snake.

And when the furious snake finally destroys this new painting...what will happen?

"When this world is destroyed, the old world will emerge again."

Xin Shen said solemnly.

The old world does not exist anymore, because from the perspective of the new world, the old world did not exist at all.

Even if you look back all the way to the Big Bang ~ www.readwn.com ~ 13 billion years ago, you can't see the old world, because there is no trace of gods and demons in this world.

And the only thing capable of reversing all of this is the snake that was not born in this world at all.

But the snake did not intend to reverse all this.

But now, when the new world is destroyed, doesn't it mean that the hidden old world is about to emerge?

"Have you planned all this from the beginning?"

Xin Shen asked rhetorically.

The non-god shook his head.

"No, we couldn't foresee this. We knew that snakes were very powerful, but we didn't expect it to be so powerful..."

"but……"

The non-god **** looked at the new god, and there were countless human faces in the pupils, countless eyes of countless people, and countless eyes staring at the new god, and countless voices said.

"But I am the weak."

"The strong can vent their power unscrupulously, regardless of the consequences, and destroy the universe without hesitation. The weak can only work hard, walking on thin ice, and doing everything they can to avoid making mistakes."

"Strong breeds arrogance, while weak and small become more humble. This is the advantage of the weak to defeat the strong, and this is also the driving force that spurs the progress of the new mankind."

"I have tried my best to plan every bit of strength and conceive every possibility. I dare not slack in the slightest. If so, I can't win, then I have no regrets."

"And now..."

The countless faces and countless voices said together.

"Let us see who will survive to the end!"

Outside the universe, those small universes that were attached to the big universe loosened their shackles and began to advance toward the distant past.

Under the beam of light that endlessly straddles time and space indiscriminately, these small universes are advancing in danger, just like warships struggling to advance in a storm.