Huh? Are they all real?.

Chapter 314 Denise, Give Me the Holy Spear

A long time ago, when he was still the youngest son, Morn was curious about where everything that was eaten by the three blasphemous dragons had gone.

A special study was also conducted for this purpose.

There were no twists and turns. Moon, one of the eldest sons, found the answer very easily.

That is, everything they devour will disappear from this world, and then gather together to form a chaotic and disordered short-term world.

This is a world destined to perish. If they stop devouring, they will be destroyed instantly.

But they can't stop devouring before they succeed, because gnawing is not without cost.

It was like this back then, and it is still like this now.

The only thing that has changed is that Moon is no longer the youngest son.

No longer have that kind of power.

However, in contrast, Moon has also accumulated more knowledge to deal with such situations.

I didn't prepare anything in particular.

Moon found a flat piece of land outside the Evil Dragon Cave and began to carve his own magic circle.

The evil dragon behind him followed him stealthily like a dog.

Although it was not the first time he had seen it, Moon was still truly amazed by his ability.

It's amazing that the evil dragon, which is such a popular appearance, can be made into such outrageous movements and expressions.

This is truly a performance that Moon will never be able to match.

When we got there, we estimated the size to be about right.

Moon then said to the evil dragon who had to follow with a worried look on his face:
"Okay, we're here, so please give me your blood."

"Blood?"

"Yes, your essence is just an unlucky person from a foreign land, but your body is still that of an evil dragon. So I can use your blood to carve a ritual for invasion."

The evil dragon still didn't quite understand:

"You said you wanted to invade, but what did you want to invade?"

"Ah, you don't know yet."

Realizing that he had not explained this, Moen added:
"The reason why Drakarion allowed you to occupy its body is because it upgraded its soul to one of the three: Fafnir, Ashardron, and Lindworm."

"I don't know which one it is, but it must be one of them."

Before, Moon thought it had upgraded itself to Fafnir, after all, he had seen the evil dragon version of Pound Heather before.

But now he was really unsure.

"Then they started their final plan to become gods a few days ago. That was to devour Avalon, where the Knights of the Round Table were located, and almost all of the northern continent."

Hearing this, the evil dragon was stunned for a moment and pointed to the land in the distance and said:
"This is the northern part of the continent. I didn't see it. Uh, eh?"

Because this is the Gobi desert landform it specifically chose, on the grounds that no one would come to such a poor place, so it did not notice any problems at first glance.

But slowly, it noticed that everything around it seemed different.

"It seems that you still have memories. Your body is indeed derived from one of these three. Otherwise, you wouldn't be able to notice anything unusual."

Moon saw what it was at a glance.

The evil dragon also reacted a little and said:

"The devouring you're talking about is a kind of conceptual devouring?"

Morn confirmed its answer:
"Yes, now the civilization, history, and races of the entire northern continent have disappeared."

"It's not the kind of disappearance that means destruction, but it's simply been erased from the world's concept. This world and the people in this world don't even realize that the disappearance of the northern part of the New World is abnormal."

"I even suspect that only a few of the gods and kings reacted inappropriately."

At the end, Moon couldn't help but look at the Gobi Desert beneath his feet and said:
"Although it was because all cultures and creatures were completely devoured without leaving a single bit, if it were me."

"I'm not that unaesthetic."

"I will bleach everything into a neat, endless white wasteland." "Only a few dilapidated buildings will be left to let people know that there was once a brilliant civilization here."

This is just a little recollection and joke of the past by the wandering traveler Morn.

But the evil dragon swallowed hard.

No, do all of you Supremes play things this big?

It didn't think Moon was joking or making a joke, it really thought that this person could really do it.

It wanted to wipe the cold sweat from its forehead, but found helplessly that its hands were too short and it couldn't touch its head at all.

So it could only give up and say:
"Well, I don't quite understand, but I just need to provide my own blood, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Pound."

"So how much is it?"

Although having someone carve a ritual with their own blood sounds scary.

But Xielong still felt that with his body size, it should not be a big problem to draw a ritual for a person.

Maybe it's just a normal blood test with a little bleeding?
But Moon's answer was:

"Thank you for your generosity, Mr. Pound. Don't worry, you will only be weak for a while. After all, even if your body has lost all its power due to the departure of the evil dragon essence, you were once a dragon."

It immediately sensed something was wrong and said:
"Well, how much blood do you want me to give?"

Moen pointed to the large flat ground beneath his feet and said:
"It's almost enough to paint all over this flat land."

When Pound Heather heard this, at this moment, he was like the comedy master Jim Carrey when he first saw the heroine in The Mask.

They all show their mouths and eyes in an extremely exaggerated effect.

This made Moon admire the original creation of dragons even more. He originally thought that they all had expressionless faces, but he didn't expect that it was just the dragons themselves who were aloof.

Apart from dragons, Moon could only think of a slime subspecies like Ditto that could achieve such an expression effect.

When the time comes to afternoon.

The huge magic circle was created under Moon's depiction.

In the ravine next to the magic circle, there lay an evil dragon like a dead dog.

Neither Moon nor the goddess cared about it since it wouldn't die anyway.

They just went on with their business.

As Moon walked towards the center of the magic circle.

The inscriptions carved in blood lit up one after another.

Moon took a look at the most critical points.

Surprisingly and yet reasonably, all of them lit up, which meant that the three-headed dragon had touched almost all of the things that Morn had left behind on the new world that absolutely could not be eaten.

This is really a suicidal thing.

Standing in the center of the magic circle, Morn said to the goddess:

"I'm sorry, Denise, you can't go with them because that is a world without God. Your appearance will bring everything to an end, and everything swallowed by them will naturally never come back."

They devour everything in order to become gods, so the world they create naturally cannot bear the arrival of gods.

The goddess frowned slightly and said:
"Can you go alone?"

Mo En smiled, shook his head and said:
"No, it won't. So, Denise, give me the Holy Lance!"

This time, Moon will not rely on the power of compromise to restrain himself and move forward as he did before.

Even in a world without God, it will still be Moon's home ground.

After all, the holy spear is the holy spear, and the gods are the gods.

It can even be said that even in the hands of Denise, the manifestation of the Holy Spear, its true power is far less than in the hands of Moon.

Because Denise is the Holy Lance itself, and Morn is the master of the Holy Lance, and it has been like this since the beginning.

(End of this chapter)