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Chapter 1020 - 496: World Destroying Dragon, An Insolvable Situation Arranged by Evil God (4K)_2

Chapter 1020: Chapter 496: World Destroying Dragon, An Insolvable Situation Arranged by Evil God (4K)_2

"I know you won’t admit it."

Bahamut lifted a hand and drew a verdant green scale from a swirling black hole, casually tossing it onto the forehead of the purple-haired woman.

Instantly, Rosalia let out a piercing scream akin to a pig being slaughtered.

"Rosalia!"

Lucas yelled out in alarm, while his wife at his side couldn’t help wanting to rush forward and attack, curious to see what level of strength the legendary mythological dragon possessed. If her all-consuming aura was just a special field, then there might be a chance for her to win. After all, this Golden City was their home turf!

As a sixth-order Transcendent being, even if you are powerful, you shouldn’t be able to enter the domain of the gods, right?

However, Bahamut merely lifted her hand casually, and with an expansion of her domain, she pinned both the woman and Lucas in place.

"Lucas, where is the strength that befits the Lord of the Country?!"

"I don’t know! It’s all gone!"

Bahamut calmly observed the farcical display of these two humans who could be considered top-tier powerhouses among humanity.

Although she was unsure why Gold hadn’t taken action against her, nor protected its Agent, it was best not to conflict with the Eternal World Tree.

Now, with only seventeen World Trees remaining, if any more were lost, the world would begin to collapse from the most fundamental layer.

"Don’t rush, she won’t die. I’ve merely borrowed a friend’s power. Her ability can project a person’s memories, and to avoid giving you the impression that I’m bullying her, I’ve decided to project her memories for the entire city to see."

Lucas’s body shook violently as he hysterically shouted, "Don’t do that kind of thing!"

Below.

Hundreds of thousands of citizens stood on the streets, pointing and gesturing towards the sky.

They weren’t sure what was happening, but they could see Blessing Glory riddled with a huge hole.

At this moment, that massive hole was shrouded by a screen, projecting images for all to see.

The protagonist was none other than the infamous Lord of the Country’s daughter-in-law.

— "Hahaha, I am the incumbent Lord’s daughter, do you rabble think you can vie for the Lord’s position with me? Die!"

— "Hmm... Lord Father... hmm... Lord Father... don’t put it in, I have to meet Lucas later, it will be discovered."

— "For the eternal truth! Archbishop, feel free to use my city as a sacrificial ground, millions at your disposal."

— "Are you surprised, regretful... I’m off to see the Archbishop. Granny, clean her up and throw her out..."

— "Hmm, Lord Father, you are so much better than your useless son~"

All sorts of absurd, licentious, and violent images appeared on the screen for the entire city to witness clearly.

Lucas’s eyes had lost all light.

His wife was completely dumbfounded.

Her own husband had really been involved with the daughter-in-law, and it seemed from the images that it wasn’t just a one- or two-time affair. Thus, the liquid that had fallen on her face earlier was the disgusting remnant from their recent activities...

"It wasn’t me, it wasn’t my doing, it was all Father who forced me to do these things..."

Rosalia was already babbling incoherently.

Colluding with cults, engaging in an illicit affair with her father-in-law, carelessly killing supporters of competing claimants to the Lordship—any of these actions would be enough to ruin her in this world.

And today, it had all come out at once.

"Rosalia you whore!"

Lucas, seeing Rosalia trying to put all the blame on him, instantly lost his composure and cursed her furiously, hardly befitting of a country lord.

"Did you kill her?"

Suddenly, a soft, slightly childish voice arose alongside the group.

Luo Xi arrived next to Rosalia, who was immobilized, under the guidance of Bahamut’s hand. Her complexion shifted indeterminately, her hand holding a slightly dim, multicolored scale, opening and closing in order.

"Did you kill her?" Another cold, soul-piercing question.

"Her? Who, the Dragon Lady afflicted with Mutation Syndrome? No, it wasn’t me who killed her, she committed suicide, no wait, she was captured by my father, and in the end, it was my grandmother who killed her. It’s unrelated to me!"

Rosalia hastily shook her head, attempting to distance herself from the situation.

"Was it you who killed her?"

"No, it really wasn’t me... Damn it, I curse you all to die, curse you to become estranged and abandoned by all, curse you to lose your minds and become the enemies of the world, curse you—"

Her voice towards the end was no longer something that could be uttered by a human.

Boom!—

The force of the furious punch sent blood spurting out from the now empty neck, flinging it far into the distance.

Luo Xi shook his slightly painful arm.

Letting that guy die like this was really letting her off too easy, but he didn’t have time to waste on such people. After dealing with this matter, he had to go find that silly fool.

Even if it was just a corpse.

Then, it was time for the others.

Luo Xi turned his head to look at the man and woman restrained by Bahamut.

Aside from that old hag, there seemed to be an old maid as well.

No idea where she was hiding now.

So, might as well just destroy this city.

He didn’t have enough power, but Bahamut definitely could...

"Trash Fish, don’t let anger cloud your soul."

A voice that was indescribable to others, but to Luo Xi was gentle, softly sounded by his ear.

Pure white starlight twinkled briefly before his eyes, then disappeared in an instant.

Luo Xi then snapped out of his desire to destroy everything.

He hadn’t yet had time to ponder why he had that chilling idea just now.

Boom!

The Black Dragon Lady next to him suddenly threw a punch, a dark column of light spreading from her fist, swallowing up the couple, Luca and his wife, then striking towards the city below.

A black vortex appeared on the ground.

In just an instant, tens of thousands of people were sucked in.

"Stop, Bahamut!"

"Huh?!"

Bahamut also suddenly realized that she seemed to have done something terrible. She tried to withdraw her strength but found she could no longer control herself.

From the corner of her eye, she caught sight of the headless corpse.

The Black Dragon suddenly understood something.

Some higher being, one surpassing her existence, had foreseen the future through some means and carefully set up a trap. It wasn’t for anyone else but for her, or for beings on the same level as her.

What was the life of those millions sacrificed for?

A false "truth" established as a divine proclamation, from the divinity of the Lord of Truth. She’d previously clashed with the mythic beast created by the unique powers of that Evil God, but it seemed the opponent also had difficulty investing such tiered strength. Now it was the second time she encountered it.

The body of this Rosalia contained something gained from the sacrifice of the city, and her death was the key to unlocking that sacrificial power.

Because she and Luo Xi had been to that city, they had been targeted by the most recent guiding curse.

Now, this power of the Evil God directly influenced her without any barriers.

Bahamut felt an extremely violent voice appear in her mind, affecting her will.

To prevent herself from unleashing even more catastrophic attacks the next second, she immediately flew away with Luo Xi.

"Bahamut?"

Receiving no response, Bahamut just kept flying away with Luo Xi.

At that moment, from the depths of his soul, a long-silent book suddenly stirred.

A seven-colored light streamed from his eyes.

Luo Xi’s eyes flickered with countless visions of the future.

He saw the destruction the Black Dragon would cause over the next few years. She even dragged a few of her teammates into the abyss with her.

Someone even wrote a biography about them called "The Dragon of the Apocalypse."

— [These epic heroes of legend, the Colorful Dragon Emperor lurking in the world’s shadows, stealthily guiding the world towards the truth of destruction. All things shall return to the truth; they have led the world to ruin] — "On the Destruction Brought by the Colorful Dragon Emperor" — written by Gerald in the ’Tirsiu Calendar’ year 3129.

And then... the world was destroyed.

Everything ended.

Was this his ending this time?

In a space filled with countless rules and chains, a figure bound by chains trembled slightly, its volatile body gradually solidifying, with its eyes starting to open.

Beside her, a book emanating the same seven colors opened on its own.