Chapter 562
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Chapter 562: Hunger
The second golden page ignited, signaling the emergence of a terrifying presence.
Mighty!
Unshakable!
A terrifying natural disaster!
An impenetrable defensive wall!
These were words that had echoed through various civilizations, reflecting the awe and fear that the people felt towards the monstrous Harodas.
Born from the deity of Bimon, Harodas was a colossal evil that had devoured intelligent beings across the universe for countless ages, never satisfied, always hungry.
Many civilizations had fallen to this half-god behemoth, struck by the catastrophic disaster it brought with it.
Now, it had transformed into a golden page.
Harodas, also known as… the King of Wailing Mountains!
It took the form of a creature that was a hybrid between a triceratops and a giant ape. Its massive body barely touched the ground, causing the island to tremble beneath its weight.
In the sky above, a massive red dragon appeared, comparable to a small mountain in size, yet it was nothing more than a mere palm’s length.
“Roarrr!”
The King of Wailing Mountains howled in anger, releasing invisible soundwaves that swept away everything in its path.
It absorbed the energy from the earth, and a surge of power coursed through it. With a swing of its massive fist, it struck the wall of black crystals with such force that it shattered instantly.
At the same time, the enormous red dragon charged towards Cruelty, its wide mouth filled with sharp teeth, attempting to swallow its opponent whole.
Cruelty, despite having multiple limbs, swung its pitch-black scepter in a frantic and clumsy manner.
“Give them all to me! Die!”
The sky above darkened as endless black rain fell, corroding everything it touched.
The woman with short black hair whispered quietly, her sword raised high. In an instant, a massive golden-red shield formed above the enchanted blade, blocking the torrential black rain.
The mighty red dragon, hidden beneath the shield, took a deep breath, preparing to unleash its molten breath.
The King of Wailing Mountains, drenched in black rain, felt its skin begin to split open. Yet, miraculously, the corroded flesh began to regenerate at an alarming rate.
That was the power of nearly immortal life.
The King of Wailing Mountains was known for its regenerative abilities. Even if only a drop of its blood remained, it could fully regenerate in mere minutes. To destroy it completely, one had to either obliterate its soul or erase every single cell of its being.
“Bothered! Bothered! Why do you all have so much rubbish?”
Frustrated with the ineffective attack, Cruelty couldn’t help but shout, “Hungry, come out, won’t you make a move?”
Bai Yan couldn’t help but ponder… Wasn’t Cruelty’s original companion “Timidity”? Did Timidity and Hunger both arrive, or had one replaced the other?
The passage of time varied across different universes. Who knew how much time had passed on Cruelty’s side? It was possible that some change had occurred in the relationship between Cruelty and Timidity.
“Roarrr!”
The King of Wailing Mountains, now covered in blood, swung its gigantic hand toward Cruelty.
The scorching breath of the red dragon arrived, unleashing its immense power!
In the next moment, Cruelty’s tiny form vanished into a cloud of black mist, as the fiery land below was crushed by the mighty fist, creating a massive rift in the earth.
The earth shook, and the mountains trembled! The entire island transformed into a fiery inferno, flames spreading in all directions, turning it into a barren wasteland.
“Ouch!”
The animated island seemed to moan under the chaos.
Yet, beneath the feet of the witch, there was no sign of destruction. It was as though this place was a paradise amid the fiery hell. Flowers and grass remained untouched, and even the enormous crimson heart showed no signs of damage.
The golden power of origin flowed continuously, as the crimson heart slowly transformed into gold. It pulsed with great strength, as though some ancient god was about to awaken.
Boom!
Bang!
Crash!
The sounds reverberated through the world.
“Awful! Awful! Awful!”
Even amidst dealing with Cruelty, the situation was not hopeless. The strength of the enemy was undeniable.
In the distant past, a mere clone of this being had arrived in Tatsumi City, effortlessly defeating an Imperial Guard with a single strike. Across countless epochs and civilizations, it had destroyed entire worlds with a mere spark of its anger. This cruelty, this confidence, could only belong to someone with truly terrifying power.
Even when facing two mighty Apocalypse warriors simultaneously, the King of Wailing Mountains was far from disadvantaged.
But then, the third golden page began to unfurl!
“Oh no!”
A tall, one-eyed giant appeared from nowhere, clad in white armor and wielding an ax charged with lightning. Before anyone could react, he vanished and reappeared behind Cruelty in an instant.
With a mighty swing, the ax crackled with boundless thunder energy. Hundreds of massive thunderballs covered the surroundings, launching an overwhelming assault.
Cruelty cast its spell, narrowly avoiding the attack. Yet, to its horror, the one-eyed giant was remarkably agile, teleporting again and again, pursuing Cruelty like a shadow.
It was relentless.
The witch had summoned a new powerful being: a berserker, a one-eyed giant. Despite its hulking form, the berserker moved with the fluidity of an assassin, making it difficult to handle.
The teleportation ability was not a natural or magical power but rather a result of the advanced technology hidden within the white armor. This battle suit, crafted by a powerful civilization, allowed for near-limitless instantaneous movement.
The “Cataclysmic One-Eyed” was a wandering predator across multiple universes. Born with the sole purpose of killing, it ravaged entire civilizations with its own hands, devoid of any rationality.
It had slain countless demigods, but when it attempted to assassinate the Moon Witch, it had faltered and was subdued.
However, for this crazed killing machine, becoming the “battle hound” of a witch might not have been such a bad fate.
Cruelty, a spellcaster, struggled against the teleporting giant. The battle was slipping out of its favor, and soon, it found itself overwhelmed.
It had lost even the ability to summon “Hunger” for help.
Only by fully concentrating could there be any hope!
Only then would there be a glimmer of hope.
As long as the witch completed her “incantation,” summoning the fourth Apocalypse champion… even Cruelty itself would surely meet its end.
“I’m so hungry…”
“I want to eat…”
“I’m really hungry, so hungry…”
A voice emerged, echoing from the depths of hell, a female voice that reverberated in the ears of every person and monster.
The witch narrowed her eyes. “Just like you said, is there another enemy?”
She wasn’t surprised, for Bai Yan had long warned her about this.
Suddenly, an ethereal figure appeared beside Quinn, standing atop the red dragon’s head. The figure was wavy and transparent, as though a woman formed from the very essence of water.
Her body shimmered with a pale blue hue, rippling gracefully as if made of waves.
“What?”
Quinn furrowed her brow, but before she could react, her body moved on its own.
Swinging her sword, the legendary dragon knight—who had faced countless battles and achieved the pinnacle of swordsmanship—struck with an unprecedented level of precision.
Her sword could cleave mountains and part seas. This weapon, too, was legendary, filled with powerful enchantments.
Yet, it failed.
To her astonishment, the magical blade disappeared—its front portion wiped out as if erased from existence.
Quinn was momentarily stunned. She tried to retreat, but it was too late.
A wave-like woman embraced her, and in the next moment, one-third of Quinn’s body had been completely erased.
She stood frozen, her body paralyzed, as one-third of her form had vanished into nothingness.
No… it wasn’t truly erased.
It had been swallowed into the void.
The wave-like humanoid possessed an eerie, unsettling power.
She was “Hunger.”
