Devouring World Dragon

Chapter 321 I will watch

What does it look like when a lion fights?
Usually, lions are accustomed to hiding themselves, attacking suddenly, and then bursting out to catch up with the prey at a speed that humans cannot match, then grabbing, overwhelming the prey, and then biting off the neck of the prey.

But this trick is often not effective for humans. Humans have spears, bows and arrows, and they can drive away lions from a distance.

Even if a terrifying speed breaks out and knocks humans to the ground, humans will instinctively protect their necks and use a series of weapons including daggers to poke the lion's mouth, nose, and eyes.

But neither Leo nor Hercules are ordinary lions and humans.

When they were very young, the two used to play and compete together.In this kind of playmate-like fight, both sides often ended in a draw.

The lion has an invulnerable body, while the boy has powerful strength, neither of which can do anything to the other.

Ten years have passed, the lion cubs have grown up, and the teenagers have become adults, but the contest in childhood is now unexpectedly repeated.

The lion's speed was extremely fast, and it disappeared from the young man's sight almost instantly, and then a huge black shadow fell.

The young man raised the wooden stick almost without thinking, and blocked it in front of him. He swayed under the huge impact and barely blocked the blow.

The face of the lion as huge as a bull is close in front of his eyes. It bites the wooden stick that blocks him, and its huge pupils are full of anger, as if it wants to choose someone to eat.

The young man took the opportunity to take two steps back and said eagerly.

"Leo! It's me, it's Alcaides who grew up with you!"

The lion also took a few steps back, afraid of the young man's strength, walked around the young man, and spoke human words.

"I know you are Alcaides, that's why I want to kill you... How can you, a humble mortal, get my father's blood?! That should be my honor."

The lion roared hideously, his voice full of resentment and envy.

It has always been proud of its own origin, proud of being born of the blood of the ancestor of all demons, and it has always looked forward to the day when it can make a name for itself in the world that will move the gods.

But this kind of pride was torn to pieces on the day he knew that the young man had obtained the blood of the ancestor of all demons.

Even as a young playmate, the lion has always felt that he should be the nobler and stronger one.

A tie with a mortal playmate is nothing more than an unrealistic one.But it was that mortal who got what it dreamed of but couldn't get.

That mortal, who was given blood, was by default regarded as the parent and child of the ancestor of all demons.

Ha, it's just a joke.

In a rage, the lion left the residence built by the moon god, killed those servants who served it, and fell from the moon, just to find the mortal who was said to have come to the world, the childhood playmate , now the hated enemy.

But now, the enemy is right in front of him.

The bewildered young man had already understood something, showing a complex and sad expression.

"Leo, is that all it takes?"

"Isn't that enough? I should be the best! I should be the most powerful in the world, and I should be the best heir of the ancestor of all demons! I want to prove to my father that he was wrong ! It misunderstood you, a mortal, and underestimated me!"

The young man's words seemed to have stimulated the lion, which roared angrily and let out an unwilling roar.

It swooped forward and collided with the young man.

"puff!"

"Bang bang bang..."

First there was the sound of hitting the body, and then the sound of trees snapping.

The giant strength of the lion is rare in the world, the young man was knocked out, his body hit the surrounding trees, the speed did not decrease at all, and those thick trees broke like seedlings.

But the lion didn't stop yet. Its huge head rushed forward with its claws against the young man's body, and then it raised its head vigorously, and the young man flew up.

Opening his mouth wide, he waited for the young man's body to fall and be crushed by his fangs.

It has used this method many times. Even if those mortals are not killed, they will be bitten to death by their own blood.Even metal armor could not protect them, they could only let out desperate screams, and watched themselves fall into the lion's mouth.

The mortal also fell into his own mouth, but the result was different from what the lion thought.

It was as if a hard and stubborn iron stone was suddenly stuffed into the mouth, trying to bite, but couldn't close it no matter what.

The young man forcibly propped the lion's mouth open with his hands and feet, and his blue-glowing arm seemed to be made of poured iron, forcibly shaking the lion's bite.

The uncomfortable lion in his mouth spewed a poisonous and rancid wind, and the great hero had to jump out of the lion's mouth.

So far, it is meaningless to say more.

Hercules raised the wooden club in his hand and smashed it down on the lion's head with all his strength.

It's no longer a playful game when you were young, this time the two sides are serious.

The world's unparalleled divine power was poured into the wooden stick, and a roar sounded like a bell.

The lion grunted, and its huge head was knocked to one side. Hercules was about to hit again, but the lion avoided him.

Then the lion sprang forward, threw the exhausted Hercules to the ground, threw the club aside, and opened his mouth to bite the throat of the future hero.

Hercules pushed the giant lion away with all his strength, kicked it into the air with one kick, then rolled to stand up, watching the young playmate vigilantly.

He picked up a bow and arrow from the dead body on the ground, drew the bow and shot at the lion.

Hercules was very good at shooting, and the sharp arrow hit the lion's eye, but the lion did not force or dodge, and the arrow smashed into the lion's eye.

The lion sprang at Hercules.

When he was in the air, Hercules shot another arrow at the lion's heart. The arrow was enough to pierce gold and stone, but it still couldn't pierce the lion's fur.

As the lion once proudly declared, it is invulnerable, and even those so-called magic weapons can never hurt it.

The big hero has already felt it in his childhood play, but it is at this moment that he really realizes the weight of these words.

But at this moment, it was too late to shoot arrows, the lion had already rushed, the hero had no choice but to drop the bow and arrow in his hand, and fight the lion with his bare hands.

His fists can pierce gold and iron, his teeth can bite chains, and his power is unparalleled in the world, and no one can match him.

But what he faced was precisely an invulnerable monster.

The great hero was entangled with the lion, and his hammer-like fist fell on the lion, but failed to hurt the lion at all, instead aroused its ferocity.

The sky is getting darker, the forest has been ravaged by the battle between the hero and the lion, and there are broken and damaged trees everywhere.

On the way, the hero thought of many ways, tried to smash it with a wooden stick, and slashed it with a sword, but he couldn't do anything to this invulnerable giant lion.

The lion kept rolling, pounced, and biting, and his sharp claws had already scratched the hero's arms and thighs into bloody wounds.

The lion who smelled the blood became more manic and excited, as if it had seen the scene where it had swallowed this mortal into its stomach.

In the sky, the gods have already noticed this scene on the ground.

Ares, the god of war, cheered because of the battle on the ground, and Athena, the goddess, frowned because of the plight of the heroes. All the gods marveled at this scene on the ground.

Zeus, the king of gods, watched his son born with mortals, and watched him fight against such a powerful enemy in his first adventure and held Thunder tightly.

If he wanted to, he could have saved his son's life at any time, but he didn't move.

As the ancestor of all demons said, if Hercules really stops here, no matter what potential he has, it proves that he is nothing more than that.

Because a truly powerful warrior can decide his own destiny.

On the ground, the little snake, invisible to no one, watched the battle between his two "sons" indifferently.

The lion is a child born of its blood, and the great hero is a child endowed with his blood.

Although he cared about the great hero, if he really just died here, it would be fine.It has witnessed this battle here, and if the giant lion wins, it will lower its favor.

As for the losers?
Incompetent waste need not exist.

One man and one lion on the ground didn't know the gaze of the gods and demons, they just fought hard to win.

The situation is not good for the hero, he has never figured out how to defeat this invulnerable monster.

But the more so, the calmer the hero.

Fighting depends not only on the bravery of blood, which is just a beast, but also on calm and composed fighting.

At the moment when the lion pounced on him again, he avoided it deftly, and then threw himself on the lion, pressing his whole body on top of the lion.

He strangled the lion's neck with his arms and clamped the lion's body with his legs.Although his body was made of flesh and blood, it was stronger than steel.

The giant lion realized something was wrong. It roared and tried to roll over, throwing the big hero off of itself, but was firmly controlled by the big hero.

His divine power is inexhaustible, and even a giant lion cannot break free.

His arms, stronger than the strongest chains in the world, tightened around the lion's neck.

The roar of the giant lion turned from anger to panic, and then gradually became smaller from panic.

Even with an invulnerable body, it is still flesh and blood, and breathing is the symbol of the soul.

With every breath, the soul becomes strong and full of vitality.And without breath, even a noble god's soul will become pale and feeble.

Stop breathing, and even a giant lion will become languid and weakened.

The giant lion tried hard to breathe more, but the iron arm of the great hero completely hindered his idea, and the soul in his body could no longer communicate with the outside world, and could not be nourished.

His strength began to fail, and his consciousness gradually became muddled.

Before the giant lion's consciousness completely fell into darkness, it finally realized something.

"I lost."

The loss was complete, without any conspiracy, without any magic and help from others, and without any excuses to quibble.

That mortal completely defeated himself with the most upright and direct force.

But at this moment... the pair of iron arms quietly let go.

Breathing was finally possible again, sucking up the air greedily, and the soul in the body jumped for joy, but the giant lion had no idea of ​​fighting anymore.

It has been completely lost.

It tried hard to prove that it was better than this mortal, and it turned out that this mortal was indeed stronger than it.

"Why didn't you kill me?"

The giant lion lay weakly on the ground, closed its eyes, and did not move.

Hercules, or the young man, looked at the giant lion under his control with a complicated expression.

At the most intense moment of the battle, he focused on defeating the lion and killing the lion without any distracting thoughts in his mind.

But when his iron arm really tightly tightened around the giant lion's neck, feeling the vitality of the giant lion that gradually ceased to move and was about to fade away, he suddenly softened his heart.

Knowing that he shouldn't do this, he still let go of his arms.

"I do not know either."

The young man shook his head, then shook his exhausted body, and leaned against the lion with a weak foot.

One person and one lion, just like the rest after playing and playing in childhood.

"You defeated me, what are you going to do in the future."

For some reason, the lion's voice seemed to have calmed down and was no longer full of anger.

"Probably continue to take risks, defeat more people and monsters, and let the whole world know my name."

"In this case, you will be respected by the whole world."

"Well, it should be."

"Then the first monster you defeated, how will I be evaluated by the world?"

"I'll tell them you're strong, very strong."

After a brief conversation, both the lion and the young man fell into an inexplicable silence.

After a long time, the deep voice of the lion sounded.

"That's it. You have to tell the world that I, Leo, am very strong, very strong."

"Ah."

"Wait, use my claws to peel off my fur, it will help you resist all harm. Alcaides, I will watch you... watch you make great achievements... all The world will know how tough my Leo's fur is and how strong I am..."

At the end of the speech, the lion under him stopped moving.

The young man looked down and saw that the lion was no longer breathing.

It died voluntarily, and the lingering of a loser is a humiliation, and its pride does not allow it to do so.

The powerful enemy he fought with life and death died, but the young man didn't know whether he should be happy or sad.

He stared blankly, his cheeks seemed a little damp and hot.

Wiping his face, he clenched his lips, and the corners of his mouth suddenly curled up into a smile.

"Yes, you will see."

One day, the great hero who has made many great achievements will seriously say to his admirers that the most difficult battle he has experienced is the first battle.

……

The soul of the giant lion ascended to the sky, and the goddess guided it. The gods appreciated its strength and promoted it to be a constellation in the sky.

But the proud lion didn't even look at it, it just jumped up and turned into the Leo constellation in the sky.

Under the night sky, Leo looked down at the young man in lion skin on the ground, his face was firm, and he was walking home.

(End of this chapter)