Chapter 2422: Evil God [Dragon-Devouring Demon] Appears

With a loud *Crack! *, a pitch-black thunderbolt, even larger than Iluna's Sunlight Spear strike just now, descended along the dim dark-gold pillar of light enveloping the newborn dragon. In that instant, the light of the thunder dyed the entire sacrificial grounds under the night sky white, but Mr. Albei still saw the black thunder strike the newborn dragon's body head-on.

In an instant, all the ritual symbols in the sacrificial grounds turned to dust. Xia De and the four Chosen Ones beside the giant dragon were all sent flying by the power, which was so great it was impossible to rival.

Large clouds of dust rose in the center of the sacrificial grounds. The dragon statues that had not yet shattered spontaneously turned toward the center of the dust and prostrated themselves.

Loud and strange sacred songs resounded through the sky of Moon Bay. The 【Dragon Feast Sect】 priests who had not yet died were laughing wildly. Hundreds of black thunderbolts streaked across the night sky above the sacrificial grounds in just a few seconds, as if trying to tear the entire tranquil night sky apart.

The moonlight was dim, and the sandstorm rose. Not only the people in the sacrificial grounds and the surroundings, but at this moment, even the citizens in the sea of fire below the city and the sorcerers on the battlefield in the distance felt that terrifying illusion—as if a giant black mountain had descended before their eyes, which they could clearly perceive even if they closed their eyes and knocked themselves unconscious.

Xia De, who had rolled several times on the gray sand and stone before stopping, looked up at the sky. Wherever the black thunderbolt, like a swimming dragon, passed, the night sky was torn open like a curtain, or like an ancient scroll cut open by a sharp knife. Behind those gaps and openings, the bright scenery that should have been there on a normal summer noon was revealed.

The dazzling sunlight spilled over the sacrificial grounds as the night was torn open, and then spilled over the entire Moon Bay, the entire world. And in that cloud of dust in the center of the floating sacrificial grounds, the blurry figure had already signaled what they were facing at this moment.

A pitch-black dragon claw first reached out from the fog. The strange black scales seemed capable of absorbing the sun of this summer noon, and the material even made Xia De think of his own 【Sin Chains】.

In the dust, eyes like black gold that seemed capable of illuminating the entire world scanned all living things, and souls seemed to be having their power absorbed by that gaze. Wherever the gaze scanned, those below the high-tier sorcerers had their flesh expand into dragons, and the high-tier sorcerers had their physical strength and spirit flow away rapidly.

Then, as the figure in the fog tilted its head and roared at the sun, the dust dispersed, and the god who devoured dragons, the "Nameless Eldest Son" of the Ancient God, sprayed a black pillar of light toward the sky.

The explosive energy completely dispersed the last trace of deep night summoned by the Unknown-level relic, 【Moon in the Water】. It completely converted the night into the daytime of midsummer. On the Bellindell Big Ben below the sacrificial grounds, the two Twelfth-Tier sorcerers responsible for maintaining the relic 【Moon in the Water】 spat out a mouthful of blood simultaneously, then watched the stone basin being knocked flying toward the bottom of the clock tower as if struck by a giant force.

This sunlight was blindingly bright, and the sacrificial grounds, which were originally gray-white, were glowing like a "Gravel Gold Sand Sea."

In the burning Moon Bay City, Mr. Bernhardt pulled his right claw out of the chest of that dragon beast, then turned to look at the sacrificial grounds in the sky:

"You must come back safely... Priests, prepare to act!"

"Yes!"

"Quick, retreat, retreat quickly!"

Everyone in the sacrificial grounds retreated toward the outer perimeter, and only a few people stood up and headed toward the center.

The god's right claw pushed aside the dust, and the light-absorbing black scales and hideous spine still had a ghostly light under the sun.

Thus, the evil god who devoured dragons, the Nameless Eldest Son of the Ancient God "Dragon of Radiant Light"—the Dragon-Devouring Demon—descended just like that.

He was the mountain, he was the sea, he was the world, he was the only reality of the ground and sky at this moment. The mental disorder caused by the spiritual pollution had already caused people with weak consciousness in the city directly below the sacrificial grounds to gnaw on their companions in madness. And Xia De, who faced the god who tore the night sky apart in the sacrificial grounds, looked at the strange black giant dragon under the sunlight and actually felt that he had a sense of holiness.

"What am I thinking?"

And when Xia De realized that he was letting his imagination run wild, the god's power, which had no self-restraint at all, had already begun to affect the surroundings.

All the light was converging toward him. Amidst the loud sacred songs, the shattered giant dragon statues revived one by one and flew toward the people trying to evacuate the sacrificial grounds.

The god opened his mouth and bit toward the Coroner, who was closest to him and unable to move. The dazzling Sunlight Spear immediately hit his dragon scales, but the god was unscathed.

He stared at Iluna Beias, and the brave girl gritted her teeth and stared back at him bravely. The next moment, the earth-yellow light symbolizing the earth, the decaying gray airflow symbolizing death, and the colorless power symbolizing space turned into ropes and tied the god's front and back claws and right wing from three directions. And the mortals who had finally arrived here after passing through the outer perimeter of the sacrificial grounds also brought their final power:

"Unknown-level relic—【Sword of Diesel】!"

The broken sword pierced the earth, and an invisible barrier rose from beside the central area of the sacrificial grounds.

"Unknown-level relic—【Arrow of the Supreme】!"

The light arrow was shot toward the sun, and a giant female phantom whose face could not be identified held a longbow and aimed at the god from high in the sky.

"Unknown-level relic—【Sand of Nothingness】!"

Silver fine sand blew toward the god with the wild wind, like a thin silver veil dancing in the air.

"Unknown-level relic—【Someone's Sigh】!"

The conch was held high, and as the Twelfth-Tier sorcerer quickly changed from middle-aged to old and finally turned into a pile of withered bones, the old man's sigh sounded above the god.

"Law! Stillness!"

Iluna held the scales high and shouted to the sky. The extreme spellcasting triggered a vision, causing spirit and elements to turn into golden ropes connecting the dragon god's neck to her scales.

Earth-yellow, golden, gray-white, and transparent, four ropes occupied the four directions. Dark-gold holy cup holy emblem, dark-gold scales holy emblem, dark-gold scythe holy emblem, dark-gold cube holy emblem, four Ancient God holy emblems were engraved around the god.

"Hurry~ Chosen One of Light!"

I don't know who was shouting. Mr. Albei struggled to lift his head from the god's pressure nearby to look above the heavenly light enveloping him, and his trembling hand tried hard to raise the longsword. The Thirteen-Light-Point ritual base appeared silently behind him and gradually merged with that dark-gold life ring.

The massive miracle elements repelled the blasphemous elements brought by the appearance of the evil god with overwhelming superiority. Xia De below looked up at the butterfly-winged girl, and as her wings flapped, a large group of people appeared out of thin air behind Xia De.

The priests of the 【Vampire Sect】 led by Armand Bernhardt appeared out of thin air. Except for Mr. Bernhardt, most of them were white-haired old men.

Although the group wearing priest robes had long known what would happen, they were still surprised at this moment. Fortunately, the position where they appeared was more affected by the miracle elements, so although everyone felt intense discomfort, at least there were no casualties.

Roar!

The god roared. The barrier of the 【Sword of Diesel】 appeared with cracks, and the 【Arrow of the Supreme】 was shot down from the air, but was swallowed into the god's stomach. The 【Sand of Nothingness】 blew, and the light-absorbing black scales became dim, but that was all.

Only that old man's sigh, which Xia De found particularly familiar, caused the god's struggling power to stagnate, failing to break free from the shackles of the four Chosen Ones' power at once.

But obviously, they probably couldn't even hold on for half a minute.

At this moment, everyone who could still move and stood in the central area of the sacrificial grounds was using attack spells against that ancient dragon god. Xia De took out the first "Philosopher's Stone" with one hand and the "Red Moon Slate" with the other.

"Philosopher's Stone—Active Soil!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood toward the Philosopher's Stone falling into his hand because of the spell backlash, but the spellcasting had succeeded. The bright red stone that landed quickly expanded in volume. After wrapping the "Red Moon Slate" thrown by Xia De in its chest and abdomen, it turned into a blood-red living human body in just three seconds.

"Sure enough, under extreme spellcasting, 【Active Soil】 can completely shape a body!"

But that body did not look like a normal person, because the surface of the body was covered with red blood vessels and muscle textures. Obviously, Xia De's spellcasting was still imperfect. But this was enough. Xia De, who felt that his head was about to explode just now, looked at Mr. Bernhardt. The latter was startled by Xia De, but nodded immediately and turned to command the priests to start the ritual:

"Sacred songs~ Prayer~ Praise! Call upon our Lord—God of Vampires!"

All seven prepared relics were taken out, and the blood spilled onto the ground dyed the gray-white gravel under the feet of the vampire species red. But summoning the god still took time. Xia De poured a mouthful of pink essence for himself, ignored the bloodstains on his chest, and rushed toward the god who was about to struggle out of the shackles of the Chosen Ones with his sword.

As he ran, his right eye split in the wind, and golden cracks spread over his whole body. This was not the best opportunity to incarnate as a god. The hunger had not yet appeared, and the 【Lord of the Blood Feast】 could not be called. Xia De did not know what the mermaid wanted to do, but he had to buy time for Mr. Albei to complete the ritual.

At this moment, behind the Coroner floating in the air, the dark-gold wheel ring became blurry in high-speed rotation, leaving only thirteen stable light points.

Then, in that near-chaotic brilliance, the thirteen light points distributed in a circle gathered inward, about to form the emblem of the radiant dragon head.

Roar!

The pitch-black dragon god opened its mouth and sprayed destructive black light at the Chosen One in the air. Xia De leaped upward and appeared out of thin air, but someone was faster than him.

"Detective, you can't block it!"

*Bang! * A loud explosion, a six-winged humanoid creature appeared out of thin air and blocked in front of Xia De, facing the god's hasty strike head-on.

The black light flow was forcibly split by the 【Angel's Right Arm】. As for the sword wielder, it was a tall humanoid creature with half of its wings charred and still carrying charred embers, its head half flesh and half skeleton, and its slender body wrapped in burial shrouds.

The light flow shifted to both sides, and the 【Angel's Right Arm】 flickered with ambiguous and blurry light, but even so, the angel was retreating bit by bit in the air.

Xia De in the air stepped on a card and pressed against the angel's back to help it unload the force, then immediately realized that this was not the priest, but the shadow of the "Angel of Death" called by the priest through the 【Angel's Right Arm】 and his own power.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration:

"Gate of Death!"

The rift opened, the "Angel of Death" flapped its wings, and the phantom of the pitch-black scythe reached out from the rift, finally annihilating the god's power at the last moment when the angel was about to fail to hold on.

It was only a long time later that Xia De realized one thing: he and Father Augustus, two mortals working together, were perhaps the first in the world's history to resist a god's attack with mortal power. ===== CHAPTER 2423 =====