Even the Hero couldn't help but rub his eyes when he saw this scene.
The faith radiance condensed by tens of thousands of Angels, the devout prayers of hundreds of thousands of Half Angels, helped the Four-winged King successfully breakthrough.
The radiance that He shed upon the earth made the Hero feel a bit of tremor, almost watching this scene from across half the Kingdom.
Even after defeating the Nether Sea Dream, the Kingdom, backed by the sea, still had the ans to obtain resources.
Although the Kingdom originally lost much territory under the full invasion of the Dragon Tide, the remaining area and resources were still enough for the survivors on the continent to continue to survive under the managent of the Angels.
In contrast, the rest of the continent swept by the Dragon Tide was barren, scorched, and dead silent.
Under the protection of the Angel King, the Kingdom seed to be the only Pure Land in the world.
Ten years have passed.
No matter how fierce the impact of the Dragon Tide, it could not step onto an inch of the Kingdom's soil.
'The one resetting the world wouldn't be that Birdman, right?' The Depraved Hero was also taken aback at this.
Now the Four-winged King had already beco the only one. By the ti all humans in the Kingdom had lived out their lives, and their descendants had all transford into Half Angels, He might truly ascend to the Divine Domain before the Wandering Theater and bring the Earthly Divine Kingdom down.
"It, it shouldn't be...right?" The Hero scratched his head, looking a bit dazed.
Could this world be the ideal world of Holy Mother, Saintess, and Holy God in a trinity that the Four-winged King and Divine Knowledge Saintess once described?
No matter how much he pondered and ditated, he couldn't find an answer, so the Hero continued to observe.
As the only Pure Land now, the Kingdom was not sowhere she could enter, so she had to survive alone in the world that had turned into a wasteland.
Sotis, she gathered food from the ruins and cooked a delicious al in a pot.
Sotis, she would go fishing at the sea with no Dragon Beasts, sprinkling rock salt on the catch and grilling it.
Sotis, she would find a rarely visited piece of land to plant so vegetables and fruits by herself, leisurely and at ease, sowhat experiencing the mindset of the Martial Monk in the mountains back then.
Day and night alternated, seasons cycled, and although she was alone in a world nearing its end, the girl seed to be on a journey, leaving her footprints all over the continent.
Another ten years passed, and the white barrier at the Kingdom's border shone as always, seemingly never extinguishing.
The Hero, here for her routine inspection, had almost grown accustod to such scenes, was about to turn and leave, when she suddenly paused, sensing sothing amiss.
'Hey.' The Depraved Hero said calmly.
"...Hmm." The Hero silently nodded.
——There seed to be too many Dragons.
Although since the Dragon Tide began, there was almost nothing left on this continent except for Dragonkind, after slightly expanding her perception, the Hero couldn't help but feel her scalp tingling.
Dragons, dragons, dragons, dragons, dragons, dragons, dragons, dragons, dragons, dragons, dragons, dragons, dragons everywhere—
An endless expanse, a mountain filled with Dragonkind.
If the Dragon Tide that once destroyed the Empire numbered in the tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands, then based on this density now, the Dragons across the entire continent might number in the billions.
Dragons had beco even more nurous than Goblins.
'How is this possible? Their numbers should have long reached their limit.' The Depraved Hero remarked incredulously.
'Even if there is enough Magic Power for the old Dragon to spawn, relying solely on Magic Power isn't enough. Where would the nourishnt for those young dragons co from? Could they be eating Goblins?'
This question was quickly answered.
Dragons were engaging in cannibalism.
Mother Dragons were offering their flesh and blood to the younglings, and Father Dragons hunted other Dragon Beasts for their offspring.
It was exactly like humankind in a famine.
The Dragons killed each other with the sound of Dragon bones cracking like thunder; Dragon Blood, which once had been priceless to Magicians, splattered on the arid ground, only to be licked up by surrounding Dragon Beasts instantly.
"What is the Dragon Emperor up to?"
Even the Hero, once an Empress, couldn't help but feel a surge of unwillingness and anger upon witnessing this scene.
Even though they were Dragonkind, once the Emperor had conquered her Kingdom and the continent, shouldn't she have allowed her race to recuperate and breed, then compete against the Angels to conquer the world?
At this rate, the Dragonkind would beco extinct due to famine before the Four-winged King could complete His tamorphosis.
The Hero took a deep breath, and risking danger, she returned to the ruins of what was once the Imperial City after more than a decade.
But as she cautiously infiltrated and reached her destination, she couldn't help but fall silent.
"Dead...?"
'Not dead, still alive.' The voice of the Depraved Hero, uncharacteristically devoid of any emotion.
It was then that she saw the Dragon Emperor, once majestic and towering, occupying the entire Fiji Forbidden City but now reduced to a breathing mountain of flesh.
He had rged with the nest, pulsating with surging Magic Power, continuously producing young dragons from all the apertures.
One, two, three...limitless and endless.
The newborn dragons landed, bawling for food, but there was nothing here to feed them.
Though strong Dragon species could live like Phoenixes solely by absorbing Magic Elents, newborn dragons didn't have this ability and needed to grow by eating like any ordinary creature.
No matter how long the young dragons cried, the nest that had birthed them had no response.
So young dragons, unwilling to sit and wait for death, flapped their wet, soft wings and left.
But others didn't move, kept howling while their cries gradually weakened.
Then the Hero saw the nest nearby slightly wriggled, releasing Magic Power——
The next mont, the young dragon started to soften, collapse, and rapidly turned into a pool of pulp...
Then was reabsorbed by the nest.
The Hero's pupils suddenly contracted.
An uncontrollable churn in her stomach, she covered her mouth and, before being discovered, transford into a Gale and left the scene.
Not until she had moved far from what was once the Imperial City did she finally release her hand, gasping heavily.
Though it was her first ti witnessing such existence with her own eyes, she had read about it in books and had encountered and destroyed similar Magic Creatures.
It was a horrible mutation that occurred to Goblins under the excessive wash of Magic Power.
"Hive Mother——?"
She couldn't believe it as she turned back, only to open her mouth wider in disbelief.
At this location, the Imperial City should have been invisible,
But far at the horizon, a part of the flesh mountain's tip appeared, erging from the cloud mist at the edge of the sky, and was now slowly but indeed climbing upward.
The Hive Mother began its expansion.
It kept giving birth to offspring, devouring offspring, and then giving birth again.
There were fewer and fewer Dragonkind on the continent.
This cycle lasted less than decades.
Eventually, on the entire Gate Continent, billions of Dragonkind all returned to the Hive Mother.
Apart from the Wall of Light standing at the southern end of the continent, there was no more life on the continent, leaving only one Lonely Mountain.
The unique species, the na bearer.
The empty nest of myriad offspring, the world swallower, the super singular Dragon Tide, the cyclic self-devouring peak.
The Emperor who birthed and raised all Dragonkind, then devoured and buried them all.
The cycle of regeneration and killing that has not ceased to this day.
The infinite proliferating zero.
The last great Dragon in the world, crying out a roar as if weeping above the clouds.
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[Divine Domain: Infinite Dragon Nest R10-]
Brought about the birth of all great Dragons and thus bore all the deaths of great Dragons.
Birth brings death, death brings birth.
Adding one is nullified by minus one, minus one is filled by adding one.
With coexisting positive and negative zeros, thus achieved the infinity ∞, the unique Dragon.
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