And in the disappearing fog, a crown slowly emerged.
It is made of stars, with the silver glow of moonlight flowing around its edges, and it quietly floats in the void, like some kind of silent farewell.
At the end of the world, flames roared like angry gods, setting the sky and the earth on fire.
The boundless sea of magma boiled and rolled, as if billions of red beasts were fighting in the abyss. Every eruption tore the sky apart, and blazing rain of fire poured down, burning this already shattered territory.
And in the deepest part of that flame, He descended.
All of Him.
Eight scarlet eyes opened in the chaos, each reflecting a different scene of destruction - some reflected the burning galaxy, some gazed at the collapsing civilization, and some watched the despair of mortals.
His body was twisted and gigantic, like the fusion of countless giant snakes and dragon skeletons. Lines like molten gold flowed on his pitch-black scales. Every breath he took stirred up a burning wind, stirring the entire sea of fire into a violent vortex.
The flames like red lotus exploded on his body, but could not hurt him at all. Instead, they jumped and entwined between his scales like a submissive slave, and finally turned into a blazing light that flowed around him.
Suddenly, His gaze turned to the city suspended above the sea of fire - it was once a cage that imprisoned the "little land", forged by arrogant conquerors, but now it has become a sacrifice to His wrath.
The magma erupted like a living thing, transforming into tens of millions of giant red pythons that instantly engulfed the entire city.
The towers collapsed in the molten flow, the city walls melted like wax, and those once invincible warriors - those hunters covered with black tentacles - were swept into the abyss by the surging flames before they could even scream.
Their tentacles twisted wildly in the flames, but could only turn into charred residue and be completely swallowed by the scorching torrent.
However, destruction came too quickly.
The flow of flames transcended the boundaries of reality, and the barriers of space twisted and shattered in the high temperature.
The world is like a mirror hit by a heavy hammer, the cracks spread, and finally - the "state" is broken.
At that moment, the flame was no longer just a flame, but something much older and more terrifying.
The magma turned into flowing blood, the sea of fire turned into wriggling organs, and He - the terrifying eight-eyed creature - finally revealed his true appearance.
He is no longer a "monster", but something closer to a "law", destruction itself, the embodiment of the end.
And outside the broken "realm", something is staring at the world.
Nansong had no idea what happened afterwards.
Soon she opened her eyes again.
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