Chapter 1301 Mimir and Atlas
——This is the first time that Red of Disaster has fully released its power.
When the Red of Disaster was severely injured by Yuan Tiansi's tentacles, he was already completely enraged.
It was for this reason that after seeing the Silver Crown Dragon again, Red of Disaster did not choose to bite and fight like a beast.
That savage fight was part of the brotherhood between Arthur and the Silver Crown Dragon. After all, they were once the same person, and neither wanted to go to great lengths to kill another version of themselves.
The fight between the giant dragons was like two sharpshooters choosing wrestling or two generals choosing boxing.
They are all brothers from the past, and they all care about face.
Now that they've fallen out and started fighting, we can't just start with the real thing, right?
Putting aside the question of whether this was disgraceful... after all, they knew each other well, and each knew that the other was no weaker than themselves. If they truly wanted to kill the other at all costs, then they would definitely have to fight to the death.
Who will ultimately win depends largely on perseverance and luck, not strength. There's even a strong chance they'll both perish... because their powers are equal. Even if the Silver Crown Dragon takes the throne as the Pillar God, it can only suppress the Red of Disaster... Ultimately, the Pillar God of the Seventh River cannot tolerate failure.
It was for this reason that they tacitly chose this most barbaric and primitive form of fighting—a wrestling match that used no divine power, no authority, and no apostles. It was like a legendary battle between two armies, each choosing a general to fight, but it was always better than a meat grinder where the fight would never end.
But this time, after being hurt by Yuan Tiansi, Disaster Red lost his calm demeanor.
A voice in his heart told him that he had been severely hit and was at a disadvantage.
This means... if he wants to win, there is no room for holding back.
Even if he ignored the newly promoted Sky Knight who had been dragged into the material world and was therefore quite weak, even if the Silver Crown Dragon was just wrestling and fighting with him like before... he might not be able to win now.
What should we do then?
Today, Calamity Red has become a Pillar God, the true Nine Pillar Gods of this world! The controller of all rules, the truly supreme being!
Free! Powerful! Unfettered! All your wishes come true!
How beautiful.
Do whatever you want, isn’t this the determination you made when you first challenged the Supreme Heaven?
Rather, it was precisely because of his own transcendental principles that he had obtained the secret of the Tail from Huan Tiansi. This allowed him to reincarnate into the material world and seek higher possibilities...
——That’s me!
It was me who suggested it!
The red dragon frozen in the mountain cried out countless times.
The Silver Crown Dragon lacked the power of transcendence, so how could he possibly defeat Supreme Heaven? But Supreme Heaven, the embodiment of power, was the strongest of the Pillar Gods capable of free movement in the world! Wasn't it precisely because of his transcendental heart that he was able to achieve this miracle of the weak defeating the strong?
But when Bailong achieved his goal, he chose to betray.
Yes... betrayal.
That's not what they said before.
They are one and the same, just as war and authority are two sides of the same coin - if the monarch, to whom the people are loyal, does not have military power, then the noble and white crown will be extremely fragile; if the army, which is hated by the people, succeeds in usurping the throne, then the position will not be stable at all.
The Red Dragon and the White Dragon separated in the past, precisely for the purpose of reuniting tomorrow. But when the White Dragon won the position of Pillar God, He did not choose to merge with Him.
——Isn’t this betrayal?!
The originally scarlet pupils of Disaster Red gradually turned into an out-of-focus dim yellow.
He roared wildly, and the power in his body surged.
The red light that was about to go out suddenly grew brighter again, becoming a little thicker.
Just by opening its wings, the endless red light tore apart everything around it.
The snow-capped mountains that had once trapped him crumbled like melted chocolate under the destructive force, and the library that he had carefully maintained after he ascended the throne was blown to pieces by a cannon.
That power swept through the Knights of the Round Table, tearing their former companions into pieces; even when the Knights tried to hold up a silver-white light shield for the seriously injured Silver Crown Dragon, it was shattered by the red light!
"Power, that's it! This is power... the power of the Supreme Heaven!"
Calamity Red roared, his words almost frantic: "You were the first to betray! You were the first to find help! You were the first to kill!
"—Then don't blame me!"
As the Red of Disaster spirals out of control, the power of "war" gradually begins to tilt towards "killing" and "destruction."
Countless murderous thoughts appeared simultaneously in the minds of all the extraordinary people on the path of war.
Some people wailed and fainted, some tried their best to resist the pollution from the superiors until they bled from all seven orifices; some screamed and went berserk, and began to attack the people around them without warning.
However, this was not a deviation from the river of "violence", but instead allowed him to grab enough power from the source river.
...So that's how it is. This is the secret of the Supreme Heaven's power!
Under that primitive rage, the Red of Disaster, who had penetrated the principles of the source river, felt that his brain was trembling - if he still had a brain.
The purer the violence, the more powerful it is!
He was not strong enough before because he had too many concerns!
Even if I am hated by all the people, so what? Even if there is no one left behind, so what?
Even if it's an evil dragon or a demon king... so what?
As long as there is enough power, as long as it is in line with the source of violence... then I can defeat all the heroes.
Those who disobey will be killed! Those who resist will be killed! Those who rebel will be killed!
Anyone who submits a memorial will be killed! Anyone who flatters will also be killed!
Kill! Kill! Kill them all!
Kill until no one in the world dares to say anything no matter what he does, kill until no so-called brave man can stand before him, then he will...
“—Then it became the Supreme Heaven.”
A cold and divine voice appeared before him.
It was a much smaller individual compared to the white dragon and the red dragon...even compared to the Qitiansi.
He has long hair as pure white as moonlight, amber pupils similar to his own color, six huge white wings behind him, and a white halo on his head that symbolizes the position of Heavenly Official.
"……oh?"
The Red of Disaster stopped its reckless destruction in all directions and looked cruelly at the person in front of it, with undisguised jealousy in its eyes: "Evans... the one loved by the gods... hehehe..."
"How ironic. How ironic! I'm the best warrior! I'm invincible! I've slain dragons! I've bathed in dragon blood... Do you know how painful that is? I honed my martial arts for decades to ascend to the dream world, only to abandon it all and descend into the mortal realm... I fought with all my might, only to be buried beneath an iceberg.
"What about you? You're just a mortal, you haven't done anything great, yet you've obtained the power of the Celestial Master—and so many people are watching you! Savior, savior... what kind of world are you saving? Does the world need you to save it?
"——What about me? Someone come and save me!"
"They're not looking at me. I'm not some savior..."
Aiwass raised his left hand, and the Book of Law appeared.
He did not describe the pain he had gone through, nor did he describe giving up his loved ones, his past lives, his power and his life.
He did not describe his confused and painful struggles in nine reincarnations, nor did he describe the ultimate purpose of all he did.
He simply looked at the red dragon, which was immersed in nothingness and thus fell into madness, and said softly: "When the flame reached my hands, countless people had already burned. They are the saviors, and I am just the manifestation of their will.
"If I am not the last one to run, I will pass on my flame to future generations - I have already realized this.
"—Abandon existing victories and seek greater victories.
"And you..."
As Aiwas turned the pages of the book, a brilliant light gathered before his eyes.
Don Quixote appeared, drew his holy sword and looked at the huge red dragon without fear.
"roar----!!!"
Calamity Red roared furiously.
His roar gradually lost its meaning, devoid of the meaning of words, as if he had truly transformed into a giant dragon worthy of destruction. He opened his maw, and foul-smelling saliva flowed between his sharp teeth.
This time, Calamity Red did not lift up its scales, but directly sprayed out a thick black-red beam of light from its mouth!
However, Aiwass, who was standing in front of the Silver Crown Dragon, did not dodge or evade.
Just then.
"well……"
Accompanied by a wailing sound, a blue rune wall suddenly appeared in front of Aiwas.
It seemed as thin as a sheet of paper, yet possessed a quadruple phase. The beam, capable of destroying everything, was completely swallowed by it without a sound. It was as if it had been banished to a void where it could never reach its target.
Disaster Red was stunned for a moment, then reacted.
He became even more furious, so much so that the color of his scales turned red and black, and he roared, “Mimir!!!
"You too-even you want to resist me?!"
Beneath the uncontrollable rage, there was a hint of fear.
If it was just Aiwass... even if the Silver Crown Dragon who had lost his divine position and the Sky Rider were added, He would be confident that He could easily suppress them.
But if there are other pillar gods intervening here——
Following the gaze of Calamity Red, there was an old man wearing a black cloak and robe, with a hunched back.
Without a doubt.
That was the comrade who had fought alongside the White Dragon against the Supreme Heavens. Even though it was the White Dragon who had done this, they were two sides of the same coin, so the Red Dragon also had memories of it.
Now, He appears again... and fights against the Red of Calamity alongside the White Dragon.
This similarity made Disaster Red shudder.
History...is repeating itself?
“It’s me…”
A not-so-old voice rang out from the other side: "But it's not me."
He took off his cloak and straightened his back.
His long hair had turned white due to old age, but he had a young and handsome face.
Behind him were two wings, one black and one white, which proudly spread out. His right eye remained empty, a brilliant blue light gleaming within it.
"I am Mimir... but also Atlas."
Weizhe's voice gradually became younger with each word.
His back gradually straightened, and his black and white wings sprouted more feathers, covered by new golden feathers.
"I said, I'll wait for you at the end of the twilight."
He looked towards Calamity Red, and an increasingly younger and more confident voice rang out: “You’re here, Arthur.
"—I knew you would come."
(End of this chapter)
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