Chapter 307: Stopped by Invalid Time

Unlike its image that is completely consistent with that of a traditional Western dragon, what spewed out of Hatirem's mouth was not an energy wave like the explosive gust of wind that destroyed it, but a magic unique to the dragon race.

Dragon Spirit Language.

It was the remnant of the power of creation, the most primitive language of the planet, with countless nicknames such as "universal language" and "creative language". It was the language of royal power that could command all things in the world to submit unconditionally during the war.

There was no need to compile rituals or call on spirits, Dragon Spirit Language itself was magic, simply put, the power of "word spirits".

Just open your mouth, and everything will submit unconditionally, whether it is an explosion or death, because this is not a request, but an order.

The dragon spirits can often resolve the battle by using this move, so it is usually regarded as a sure-kill for the dragon spirits, but Jibril, who has personally experienced fighting with the dragon spirits, knows that this can only be regarded as a normal move at most.

Although it has a high priority and cannot be broken through without a stronger force, Jibril has survived after being hit more than once.

But when Hatirem said it, all her preconceived impressions were overturned.

A huge roar resounded through the strait, almost making people think it was a collision of planets.

It was merciless and made all the matter within Hatirem's sight explode, bursting with dazzling white light.

In the blink of an eye, the divine power of creation rushed like lightning, raging, spreading pure destruction, and the land and the strait, the landscape that had finally survived the last battle between the God of War and the Dragon King, completely turned into the dust of history.

The aftermath of just one sentence showed such power. If it were some weak races, they would probably be wiped out without even being able to resist.

In this magic that was so fast that people ignored time, Jibril stuck the time in a moment of less than a few milliseconds and forcibly performed the space-time transfer that the Flügel could not learn.

Although the consumption of normal use was simply unbearable, it was still quite easy in the distorted space-time around the Dragon Spirits.

After crossing many times in a row, Jibril finally escaped to a relatively safe area, but neither she nor Hatirem took their eyes off the center of the white light.

They all knew very well that the language that made the heaven and earth surrender could not move Roland.

So, as if to confirm her thoughts, a leisurely voice came out in the void where everything turned into dust and everything disappeared.

"The World!"

All things in the universe paused at this moment. The explosion process, the counterattack of the wind, and the void covered with spider-web-like cracks suddenly turned into a silent scene.

From the void left by the annihilated white light and the strait that disappeared, Roland, who had no place to stand, still walked in the void and walked out calmly without any damage.

He glanced at the distance, where he seemed to feel something, and cast his eyes over before being stopped, but Jibril's figure, who was still unable to resist this indescribable power, was frozen in the air.

After indifferently shifting his gaze, Roland locked his eyes on Hatirem flying in the void again, and couldn't help but frown.

"Why do you look so regretful?"

"I'm just a little emotional. The power that can stop the whole world is hard for even me to reach."

After realizing that Hatirem's feelings came from the heart, Roland couldn't help but grin.

"You didn't even stop for a moment, but you still care about this?"

"After all, you are a rare and good opponent," Hatirem looked at Roland with strange eyes, "and this is not worth being surprised at all, right? I am the Dragon of Time. If any enemy can limit me by prying the gears of time, wouldn't it be as ridiculous as the king of time being defeated by people using time stop every day?"

"What I am impressed by is the compatibility between you and your opponent. Using the gears of time to perform this trick can be said to be invincible in ordinary battles."

"But in this world, the competition between the Old Gods and the monsters they created is too fierce. Even the little wing that accompanies you has probably mastered the basics of stopping time in a part of the area, not to mention Artosh or the little devil who always shouts victory. To stop their time, it is completely not worth the loss based on your current consumption."

Looking at Roland who was silently looking at her with a calm look in his eyes, Hatirem couldn't help but reveal a surprised expression.

It could see that Roland was not born to be favored by time like it, but a latecomer who measured the world with his own standards and thus gained privileges.

When the power that he was most proud of lost its effect, even the gods would feel angry, but why did Roland's expression remain so calm.

"You, don't seem to feel lost?"

"Lost... why should I feel lost?"

Roland stretched out his hand, feeling the turbulence of time and space around him, and the smile on his mouth became more and more obvious.

"As a material that is destined to lose to me and become a part of me, the more special and powerful you are, doesn't it mean that my future will be more dazzling?"

"Humph,"

Hatirem was asking for trouble, but he didn't care, "In that case, I'll let you cheer you up!"

While speaking, the dragon king's tail also swept across violently, splitting and shattering the surrounding space.

When time is stopped, the fluctuations caused by people who are not bound by this ability will be reproduced in reality exactly, such as moving, destroying, or killing.

But for Hatirem, the space stopped in time is just a meaningless obstacle.

It spread its wings to show its huge presence, fanning the storm of destruction, and disintegrating the particles that make up everything with absolute power.

The Dragon King who has gathered all his timelines knows very well that the consumption standard of prying the gears of time is nothing more than mass.

The destruction of matter is fine, but such a strong man willfully destroy the foundation of space, which will definitely bring great consumption to Roland.

As expected, after the surrounding space was broken into pieces and only turbulence remained, Roland also took the initiative to cancel the time stop.

Although it is not an advantage to just retrieve the word spirit that can control the world again, as long as Roland's thoughts are interrupted, it may be his chance to win.

"However, Roland, who has already mastered the time gear, why would he do such useless work? Since he wants to win, isn't it the best choice to give up when he realizes that stopping time is useless?"

Just as Hatirem was thinking, Jibril, who had just escaped to the edge and was almost sucked into the broken void, suddenly let out a small scream.

This was not the surprise caused by the sudden crisis in front of her. If she had to say it, it was more like a surprise like winning the lottery.

Hatirem looked over and saw a human-like surprise on his face.

"You guy..."

At the edge of the void, in the dark turbulence, pieces of space like fragments were constantly flowing backwards, and with the rhythm of a white, slender arm that did not seem to have any sense of power, the miracle of the broken mirror was presented to the world.

This large-scale time reversal wonder once again proved that the man's control over time was no less than that of the dragon of time, and even slightly exceeded it.

In terms of time control over the world, Roland can do more than it.

In the eyes of Hatirem, the Dragon King, time is the movement of all things in space. Therefore, after converging their own timelines, they can in turn affect reality with their own discontinuity, but it is impossible to involve the entire world.

But Roland did it easily, and he did not just find a shortcut to stop time, but seemed to have truly mastered the concept of time.

The world stopped and regressed, all in his mind. Is this just an instinct for him like breathing?

But with such control, Roland did not perform well in converging his own time, otherwise he would not have caused the trajectory of time to fluctuate violently before it arrived, so that it would have been discovered 15,000 years ago.

As creatures who also did not obtain concepts but dominated time, they were extreme to the outside and extreme to the inside.

Roland's existence seemed to be completely opposite to himself... Wait.

Could it be——

Hatirem's mind emerged with that incredible thought, his pupils kept shrinking because of surprise, and his tone lost calmness.

"——Are you using my power to refine your character?"

When Roland looked at him with indifference, Hatirem, a perfect life born from the remains of God, felt an incredible sense of inferiority in his heart.

"Answer me, Roland!"

This huge contrast made Hatirem unable to suppress his anxiety and shock. He fluttered his wings wildly and roared.

"Shut up."

Roland's voice was not loud, nor did it contain any frightening coldness. He just spoke calmly.

But Hatirem's huge body trembled like a frightened little animal.

"Since you know it, be good and stand there without moving. Let me blow your head off. Are you destined to be the half of my dragon?"

"You haven't won yet, arrogant kid!"

In this situation where he was not regarded as an enemy, even a dragon like Hatirem, who had a good temper, had a frustrated temper in his tone.

For it, which also holds the title of the strongest, even in its original destiny, facing Artosh who killed it, Hatirem also regarded him as a friend of the same class as itself.

Needless to say, a rising star like Veleslana, even if both sides were defeated several times, it still had a sense of arrogance when evaluating the other party.

For Hatirem, who has seen countless years, the time it has truly experienced is longer than any creature in this world. Even if it fails, it should be his active choice.

Even if Roland came from another world and was just a challenger with him in terms of strength, how dare he despise it like this?

Hatirem roared irritably.

"Being stronger than me in controlling the outer side of time does not mean that you can grasp the victory..."

"First of all, I am not asking for your opinion, I am just telling you the facts that will inevitably happen."

Roland's sudden words interrupted Hatirem's questioning, making the strongest dragon look stunned.

His tone was so plain but natural.

"Second, your attitude in this matter is irrelevant."

The next moment, blood-red magic light shone in all directions, and Hatirem's proud scales burst out like broken glass. In an instant, countless afterimages of Roland were superimposed, accompanied by a shrill scream that shattered the void. The sound hit Hatirem.

The difference in stature between the two was so huge that Jibril, who was still unable to figure out the development of the situation from afar, subconsciously clenched her palms nervously.

But the final result was completely contrary to common sense. Roland hit Hatirem's body with unreasonable brute force and mass, stepped on his neck and kept falling, letting the invisible force crush him inch by inch.

"Time accelerates!"

Regardless of the pain on his body, Hatirem roared out the truth about Roland's state while continuously roaring, and ordered his body to move.

The same phenomenon as Emiya Kiritsugu's inherent temporal control was replicated in the dragon.

But no matter how the sense of time in the body was accelerated, Hatirem repeatedly let the dragon's words, dragon's claws, dragon's teeth, and dragon's tail strike out at the same time regardless of time.

In front of its eyes were countless superimposed afterimages of Roland, and in its ears was still the sound of howling through the sky.

Even in Hatirem's eyes at this moment, even the traces of dust are clearly visible, and the water droplets in the atmosphere are as fragile as gems, but they are still wrapped in the red flash and are not affected by it. Moving forward in a controlled manner.

Roland didn't need to dodge in the storm of attacks, because no matter what, Hatirem's attack would be just a hair's breadth away from him.

Even if he only uses Heavenly Creation to accelerate himself to a limited extent, his speed is still based on the world. Even if Hatirem's body has a power that even a god species cannot break through, there are still limits as an individual.

If they are one step slower, even if they both start accelerating at the same time, in less than a second, it will become a paradox like Achilles chasing a tortoise.

At this time, Roland was even in the mood to tease each other.

"It's ridiculous that the King of Time is defeated by someone using time stop, but it seems that the Dragon King who has mastered time is played by someone using time acceleration. It doesn't seem to be any different?"

The dragon that had consolidated the past and the future was howling angrily, but he still could not shake his fate of turning into a shooting star in the sky. He could only listen to the announcement made by a voice that seemed to be attached to his ears and seemed to be floating from far away in the sky.

"The emperor of time can only be me, Roland.

——So, would you please die a hundred times first? "

In the blink of an eye, the figures of Roland and Hatirem disappeared from the spot, turning into a rushing light, roaring, shattering the atmosphere, and flying into the distance.

Jibril, who was watching this scene blankly from a distance, widened her eyes and instinctively showed a trace of cold sweat. She swallowed and complained in an excited voice.

"With such a speed, how can anyone follow and watch the battle? Lord Roland is indeed a mean-spirited adult, meow!"

But no matter how much she complained, the young girl's never-ending desire to die still drove her to fly away and follow the trajectory of the meteor.