Dilong

The Scorching Hell and the Silent Mountains were originally the devil’s lair of the Lord of Terror.

The black and red magma flows through the criss-crossing gullies and all gathers in the magma pool in the center. It exudes terrifyingly high temperatures and carries a special power that can even burn the bodies of gods.

The Nine-Faced Dragon God is currently deep in the magma.

Magma flowed slowly on His scales, and black and red lines with the original terrifying power flashed deeply and shone brightly. At the same time, some patterns with mysterious soul aura were slightly twisted on His scales, exuding the power of soul authority.

And in the deepest part of spiritual will.

Two nine-faced dragon gods are confronting each other.

One was majestic and intimidating without being angry, with all the characteristics and aura of a dragon flowing through his body. The other was exactly the same, but his body was covered with black and red patterns, and his horns and claws were particularly hideous and terrifying. He lacked a sense of sacred majesty, and was more violent and cold.

It's like one is good and the other is evil, one is good and the other is evil.

"You insisted on merging with the Lord of Terror. You have now become too deeply possessed by the devil and even killed the original plutonium dragon with your own hands. Although it considers itself independent of the dragon clan, it has never actively harmed the dragon clan and is also a dragon itself."

"Stop it, use the power of soul authority to separate from the Lord of Terror and return to your original appearance."

Zheng Jiumian sighed and said to Mo Ai'o.

On the other side, Mo Ai'o had an indifferent face and cold eyes. His expression did not fluctuate at all. He said in a calm and low voice: "The dragon race does not need rebellion. Moreover, it will die if it does not respect me, the creator."

Zheng Jiumian was somewhat sad and angry, and asked:
"What about Bahamut and Tiamat? It was because of their complete trust and assistance that you were able to defeat the Lord of Terror, but you disregarded their trust and devoured them."

"Wouldn't you feel bad for the descendants you created and who respect and love you? How could you have the heart to do that?"

Zheng Jiumian looked very painful.

Although the Platinum Dragon God and the Immortal Dragon Queen were born from the two severed halves of the Nine-Faced Dragon God, they already had their own will. In the eyes of the Nine-Faced Dragon God, they were his own children, and they were good children who kept trying hard to resurrect him. However, in the end, they were devoured by himself.

Mo Ai'o laughed, revealing his sharp fangs:
"They think that I am not the real Nine-Faced Dragon God and want to suppress and seal me again. If you disobey the will of my Father God, you will die."

"Besides, they were born because of me, and will eventually merge with me and become part of my power. This is also their destiny and honor."

The voice paused for a moment, and Mo Ai'o's dragon pupils became deep, as if there were flames burning inside.

"You were too weak and merciful, which led to your death along with the Lord of Terror in the Battle of Dawn."

"At the beginning, you wanted to protect the gods with your own great power so that they would have fewer casualties. You broke into the camp of the gods of desolation alone and fought bloody battles for them."

"But what happened? When you were surrounded and needed help, no god came to rescue you!"

"Do you think they are unable to come to support you because they are entangled by the God of Wilderness? Haha, they just simply want you to die before dawn!"

Mo Ai'o's voice was cold, but it contained extreme anger.

During the War of Dawn, the Nine-Faced Dragon God's prestige and fame were at their peak. He was the most prominent among the top gods and was even revered by the gods as the Lord of Gods.

The Nine-Faced Dragon God is also willing to protect the gods and use his power to gain benefits for the gods.

However, the gods' fear was not genuine.

They don't want to fight a war with the God of Wilderness and finally become the rulers of the Grand Circle Multiverse, only to find that there is still a supreme ruler above their heads and they need to bow down to him.

Even though they all knew that given the nature of the Nine-Faced Dragon God, he would not do anything that would overly oppress the gods.

"not like this."

"The Dawn War was extremely brutal. The gods themselves could not protect themselves, so it was normal that they were unable to come to the rescue."

Zheng Jiumian said hesitantly, but his words sounded a little pale.

Although He is the positive personality that emerged from the soul authority of the complete Nine-Faced Dragon God, He is also somewhat unwilling and annoyed by his experience during the Dawn War.

"Humph, you can't even protect yourself? Then, what about Annan?"

"With His power, if He really wanted to help you break through, would He be able to spare a hand?"

Mo Ai'o snorted coldly and said in a low voice: "You once worked together to create the star world for the Great Ring and shape the rules of the plane. You regarded him as a friend, but at the critical moment, he stood by and watched indifferently, watching you be besieged by the wild gods."

Black and red patterns formed by the original terrifying power crawled onto his face.

Mo Ai'o's posture and power became more and more terrifying: "Annan's death is not a pity!"

"The giants created by Annan who have repeatedly opposed the dragon clan should all be killed!"

"After I have completely integrated the power of the Lord of Terror and eliminated your last bit of weakness, and officially announced my return to the Great Circle, I will lead the people of the Dragon Clan to eradicate all the giants, let their blood flow like a river, and not a single one will be left alive until all are exterminated."

"And to all the gods who stood by and watched me die! Only by paying the price of blood and death can the anger and hatred burning in my heart be wiped out!"

Zheng Jiumian shook his head and said, "If you go to war with the gods, it will definitely cause an unprecedented catastrophe in the Great Ring."

"Not to mention other races, our dragon people will also suffer."

Mo Ai'o looked at Zheng Jiumian indifferently, his face firm and unmoved:
"If you want to break the old world and create a new era, sacrifice is essential. Dragon people never need protection or pampering. They are not afraid of sacrifice."

"You will never understand the weak and kind me of my past."

"Compared to you, the people of the Dragon Clan will love and respect me more. I will lead them to slaughter the gods, perform the bloody dragon dance, and make the entire Grand Circle multiverse bow to the Dragon Clan, reshape it, and even surpass the former glory and splendor of the Dragon Clan."

"And I, under the protection and support of all the dragons, will eventually become the only God King of the Great Circle."

Mo Ai'o's words were decisive.

Zheng Jiumian shook his head slightly, sighed, and said no more.

This personality is very clear that Mo Ai'o can no longer be reformed and can no longer be changed back to his former appearance.

The so-called Demon Aio was born under the will of the Nine-Faced Dragon God himself, and willingly merged with the remaining true spirit of the Lord of Terror. He himself is the last stubborn remnant.

The Battle of Dawn and the betrayal of the gods deeply hurt the Nine-Faced Dragon God.

Therefore, he decided to put away his kindness and mercy and show his cold and vicious side to the world and the gods.

"Errick, you should come out too. With the soul authority here, your little soul has no chance to hide."

Mo Ai'o whispered calmly.

call!
A burst of black and red devilish fire suddenly burned up, then gathered and transformed into a terrifying and oppressive figure in this world of will.

Three pairs of thick, sharp, rugged and winding horns pointing toward the sky.

A majestic and sturdy humanoid body.

The blood-red muscles all over his body, the extremely broad bat wings, and the tail with a spear-like tip, these features combined together form the appearance of the Lord of Terror who looks like a demon.

The terrifying black and red demonic flames condensed on its body, burning like lava.

The power of primordial terror causes all creatures to feel tremendous fear in their hearts the moment they see the Lord of Terror.

"Haha, Io, that's really funny."

The Lord of Terror's eyes were blazing, and he said in a low voice: "You are no different from me."

"If you were born, you would surely cause the Great Ring to fall into deep terror. In that case, as you wish, let me sacrifice this last true spirit to achieve your ultimate terror." "Come on, haha, don't show mercy, devour me as much as you want."

The Lord of Terror raised his head, spread his wings, and looked wanton and arrogant. He was not afraid of his impending demise at all.

In the eyes of the Lord of Terror, the Nine-Faced Dragon God becoming what it is now is a victory for him!
After the Nine-Faced Dragon God is born, the Great Circle will be plunged into catastrophe and terror, overturning the outcome of the Dawn War, which will be his own victory.

It's enough to defeat the Nine-Faced Dragon God twice.

As for an existence of the level of the Lord of Terror of Death and Disappearance, he has no fear of death at all.

Its one wish was to have the Great Circle fall into its own terror, and this was about to happen.

"Don't compare me to you."

"Foolish thing, if there weren't so many wild gods surrounding me, would you have thought of killing me?"

Mo Ai O said calmly.

"I cut you in half."

Mo Ai'ou's eyelids twitched slightly: "The wild gods in your camp can only hide in dark corners now, and dare not provoke the gods."

"I cut you in half."

The Lord of Terror tickled his nose.

"You will be completely dead, with no possibility of resurrection."

Mo Ai'o took a deep breath and said.

"I cut you in half."

The Lord of Terror laughed, but his words remained unchanged.

"Damn it, just disappear completely."

The scales of Demon Aioqi trembled, and he suddenly pounced forward and swallowed the Lord of Terror who did not dodge.

Immediately, the black and red textures on Demon Aio's body spread out irregularly and even more widely, covering the entire body, shining brightly, becoming more dense and terrifying. The dragon horns on the top of its head were also becoming thicker, more rugged, and more hideous and ferocious.

call!
A cluster of demonic fire representing the original terrifying power began to burn between the dragon horns of Demon Aio.

Turning his head, Mo Ai'o stared at the nine-faced personality that was formed by his last bit of pity and kindness, and whispered indifferently: "Now it's your turn."

The positive nine-sided personality is very stubborn.

Often affects the determination and thoughts of Mo Ai'o, causing him to waver in his thinking.

This time, having completely devoured the Lord of Terror and regaining the authority of his soul, Mo Aio is determined to solve this problem once and for all.

With Zheng Jiumian as the center, the terrifying black and red demonic flames burned fiercely. Under the burning of the terrifying demonic flames, Zheng Jiumian's body gradually shrank and became illusory.

Because I know that Mo Ai'o can no longer be saved.

Zheng Jiumian did not speak to Him, but silently resisted the opponent's burning and assimilation, delaying time as much as possible.

"Saga, my best child, I hope you can grow up soon."

"Only with your special status can you hope to defeat the demon Ai'o."

What was in Zheng Jiumian's mind was known by Mo Ai'o.

He laughed and said:

"You're right. Saga is our most successful creation. We have poured countless efforts into him. If we give him more time to grow, hehe, maybe he will have a chance to surpass me."

"But you won't be able to resist me for long, and I won't give him the chance to continue to grow and surpass me."

Saga didn't know that he could be said to be the first generation creation of the Nine-Faced Dragon God.

During the Dawn War, the gods thought that the Nine-Faced Dragon God was split into two, becoming the Platinum Dragon God representing good and the Immortal Dragon Queen representing evil. However, there was also a neutral part that was also separated by him with the help of the attack of the Lord of Terror.

This neutral part was divided into three again.

They did not immediately transform into some powerful dragon.

Instead, they invested in three types of miracle realms that spanned the infinite multiverse.

The world force field that constitutes the cornerstone framework of the endless world, the long river of time that makes the world that should have been still move, and the kingdom of light that gives the world brilliant light.

These miraculous realms are not confined to a certain finite multiverse, but circulate in the infinite multiverse, affecting the operation of the infinite multiverse.

Even the top individual powers find it difficult to control the power of these miraculous realms.

The Nine-Faced Dragon God had long ago conceived of investing a part of himself in this, in order to exert more influence, from point to surface, using a long time to integrate and control these three miracle realms, so as to transcend the higher levels and achieve the power of a god above gods.

However, splitting his own essence was not a decision that he could make lightly, even for the Nine-Faced Dragon God. After all, his plan had the possibility of failure, and the cost would be too heavy to bear, so he remained hesitant and unable to make up his mind.

Then, the war between the wild gods and the gods began.

The Battle of Dawn has arrived. At the critical moment of life and death, there is no need to consider too many things. The Nine-Faced Dragon God takes action according to his own ideas.

After a long period of gestation.

In this timeline, the true spirits of the River of Time and the Kingdom of Light were completely washed away and destroyed, but the world force field successfully merged with it and formed a seed with life that was put into the material world.

And in countless time and space, countless Nine-Faced Dragon Gods made the same attempt.

In infinite time and space, even the most unlikely thing is destined to succeed as long as there is a possibility. Therefore, the three legendary dragon species were born.

The legendary dragon ancestor who possesses the power of the realm of miracles has a status even higher than that of the Nine-Faced Dragon God.

When fighting with the Lord of the End of All Things in the material world, in fact, even if Saga failed to successfully break through and completely draw the Lord of the End of All Things, the Lord of the End of All Things would eventually suffer a tragic defeat.

"Let's wait and see. The Legendary Dragon is our life's work and has an infinitely bright future. Even we ourselves cannot stop it."

Zheng Jiumian said seriously.

"You are right about that."

"He is my blood and sweat, and he will return to my body."

"And I will reap this achievement, ascend to a higher status, and enter the realm of the gods above gods."

"If I can cross the barrier of time and space again and find other legendary dragons that have been born, hehe, perhaps, becoming the God above all Gods is not my ultimate goal."

Mo Ai'o's words were as cold as ever, but they revealed a terrible ambition.

In the past, he would not have thought of taking away the status of his descendants even if it was within his reach. However, after suffering deep betrayal and having his inner anger infinitely magnified by the Lord of Terror, Demon Aio will no longer trust any existence other than himself.

The seeds planted in the past have now come to bear fruit. (End of this chapter)