Chapter 308

Chapter 306: The Final Dragon’s Collapse

The galloping thunder with roaring flames tore the night apart at a speed that made the void tremble, leaving a ring-shaped scar on the surface of the planet.

After smashing an unknown number of peaks, Hatirem's huge body fell from the sky and hit the ground like a cannonball. The trajectory of the dragon's fall was like a majestic pillar of light, penetrating the sky and the earth.

The moment the surging energy hit the ground, countless long scarlet snakes splashed out, radiating around like water splashes.

What followed was the ground shaking due to the dragon's roar, and the sharp claws waving randomly carved deep marks on the dark space.

The reason why the Final Dragon, known as the Final Dragon, was able to behave like a wild beast was entirely because this battle was too frustrating.

In a battle where the winner cannot be determined immediately, the slight difference in abilities of the same type will be magnified.

Hatirem, whose speed has been suppressed, will face a violent storm of attacks after reaching the limit, until all his muscles and bones are broken, and then he will be killed by a single blow.

The crack in the sky that relies on the self-repair of the planet can no longer be healed. The crack in the crown is the number of reincarnations Hatirem has experienced.

"Kid!"

Hatirem roared angrily, and the originally peaceful pupils were completely replaced by anger. It struggled to raise its head and looked at the culprit in the sky.

That was a young man wrapped in blood-red divine light. His pupils shone with the same noble color as the glow of power. No matter how many times he experienced it, Hatirem could never escape from that fate that was as inescapable as fate. He raised his head from the pressure.

From the eyes that couldn't see any emotion and only regarded himself as something that must be obtained, full of cruelty and indifference, Hatirem only felt a deep humiliation.

Even Artosh, who allowed himself to accept his fate willingly, had never looked at him with such a detached eyes, nor could he make himself feel fear.

It is the original dragon spirit species, the most perfect creature in the world. It is a miracle that was born from the remains of the divine species in the creation of the world and cannot be replicated again.

Although it is not a divine species, no god dares to despise it, because if it were not for the creation of the divine essence that was destined to disappear after completing its mission and unable to be born as an independent individual, it should be the strongest existence.

However, this newly rising pride could not last long, as the light of destruction falling from the sky knocked Hatirem back to reality.

Without the help of external objects, its proud scales and body became fragmented again.

In terms of output level, Roland is even better than him. Hatirem has experienced this deeply through hundreds of deaths in the past.

But the pride of the original dragon prevented it from bowing its head. After suppressing the fear and anxiety in its heart, it roared again.

"It's useless! Roland, no matter how many times I die, I will never give in!"

"Even if you use the power from another world to make up for your shortcomings, we are still standing on the same position!"

After the death of the dragon spirit species, only the hardest dragon bones will be left behind. However, under Roland's attack, Hatirem, who was not even left with any residue, was still able to make a clear sound.

Although it is a bit ridiculous to say such cowardly words with the most arrogant attitude, Hatirem is not arrogant.

Because after the blood-red vortex ended, its figure reappeared in the center of the evaporated hollow.

The unscathed body flashed in the sunlight, and it was purer than the ocean glaciers. There were no traces of the dragon scales that could even be seen.

If it weren't for the fact that he was full of knowledge and understood everything in his eyes, there was a bit of lust and inner lust in his eyes, which would almost make people doubt whether his attack had any effect on Hatirem.

The Final Dragon, which can be restored from its past and future states at any time, has more than simple immortality. It is absolutely impossible to kill it without a special attack.

Hatirem, who was freed from the restraints, immediately made a defensive posture. However, Roland had no intention of continuing to take action. He just glanced at it calmly, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

Faced with this performance, Hatirem felt confused for a moment, and then a hint of joy appeared in his eyes involuntarily.

Did the other party finally realize that this behavior was just useless?

That terrifying attack is indeed extremely powerful, and each time it can kill many of his own time remnants, but compared to the tens of thousands of years it has experienced in the past, and the ever-increasing future, it will take him to die completely. It's still very early.

But soon, this thought was interrupted by a figure coming from a distance.

When he discovered that Roland had a slight smile on his lips because of the other party's appearance, an incredible idea arose in Hatirem's heart.

"Could it be...are you actually waiting for the audience?"

Boundless anger and humiliation filled Hatirem's heart, causing it to let out a roar that shook the sky.

"It's natural. Compared with Artosh who has been peeking from the sky, it would be more interesting for a beautiful girl who suits my taste to witness this scene."

Hearing Hatirem's words, Roland glanced at it with a strange look, as if this was not obvious.

This shameless attitude made Hatirem feel that he was too old-fashioned. However, after understanding the meaning behind Roland's behavior, he also shouted angrily.

"Don't act like you have victory in your hands. Do you think you can kill me!"

"What else?"

Roland's tone was flat, but full of the sense that it should be so.

"You have lost the spirit of challenge and stopped moving forward. You are no longer an opponent. At best, you are just a stepping stone to establish my throne."

Although he was curious at first whether the Dragon End had also undergone the same mutation as Veleslana, after seeing it with his own eyes, Roland lost interest in it and only regarded it as a step that he had to step on.

Today, Roland has experienced many unknown enemies. They are of different strengths. Some are just magicians driven by obsession, and some are evil gods that can destroy the lives of people on the planet. But even so, he still regards them as opponents.

No matter what, as long as they have the qualities that can make them move forward and can make up for their shortcomings, whether they are spirits or mortals, Roland will give them equal respect.

But what about Hatirem?

It is the strongest dragon of time, and it knew the ending before its fate came, and finally chose to comply.

Such behavior is correct for the existence bound in the net, but the behavior is outrageous.

Facing a strong enemy like Artosh, Hatirem actually gave up resistance and chose to die directly.

Since it realizes that it is not the strongest, but the weak, shouldn't it continue to challenge forward? Rather, when it realizes that there is an unsurpassed strongest, it should be as happy as Veleslana.

"Poor dragon, the reason why Artosh didn't kill you and the reason why Veleslana believed that he would definitely defeat you are also because of this. You are just a container with the title of the strongest. Sooner or later, everything will be taken away. There is no need to be afraid."

Roland stared at Hatirem with indifferent eyes and sighed.

"Since you have escaped the original fate, you should seize everything you can hold on to challenge in your new life. Waiting for the unknown me? That is just a reason for you to feel at ease and continue to slack off.

"Hatirem, in these fifteen thousand years, you have been nothing more than a free coward, so you will definitely die in my hands. "

Roland did not think that he could escape the fate of Hatirem's death by putting himself in Hatirem's position, but there was only one thing he was sure of, even if he died, his process would be much better than Hatirem sitting in the land of defeat.

You know it and don't resist?

Then such dragons are not as good as Emiya and his son. They may be crazy, but they are more like fighters than Hatirem.

Some original dragons can control their own time but still dare not challenge fate. Some vampires can only stop time for five seconds and want to rule the world, or even surpass fate itself.

This has nothing to do with power, but only because of desire. After experiencing so many worlds, Roland chose to move forward because he wanted to witness the scenery of more worlds, and...he hated those people who had turned into nutrients, alienated their beliefs by time, and lost themselves.

He never wanted to end up like that, so no matter what the future would be, he had to move forward.

"Roland!"

Feeling the contempt from the bottom of his heart, Hatirem, who was poked in the sore spot, gnashed his teeth and roared.

"I didn't want to do this! Such an action means that I have run out of tricks, and that you have done something that Artosh has not done, but now, dignity and attitude are no longer important, I will kill you! "

As soon as the voice fell, Jibril, who had not yet arrived in the distance, hurriedly returned the same way.

Because at this moment, Hatirem took a deep breath.

Unlike the power of the previous words that moved the heaven and earth, what gathered in Hatirem's mouth was only a torrent of light of dozens of meters.

But the terrifying aura exuded by this attack was far greater than before.

If the Sky Strike of the Skywing species is to fully release the art of the God of War and exchange all the energy for a fatal blow, then the Collapse is a Sky Strike that is unique to the Dragon Spirit species and is even better than it.

At the cost of burning life, the container itself is damaged, and the power of the past and the future is superimposed as much as possible at this moment, thereby releasing Release a decisive blow that can even change the shape of a star.

Although Hatirem can avoid the disadvantages of death, the essence of this blow is still to exchange his time for power, which is a trick that can only be kryptoned with life.

Hatirem never showed the true face of this move before his death, because no matter what kind of enemy, facing the powerful one who knows the future, he will have respect, and he has never been neglected.

But now, Hatirem, who was broken by Roland's speech, can no longer care about so much.

Its will turned into substance, and sneered at Roland: "This blow will shake even the military god who has been entangled with me for a long time, and even the wings of the hunting gods will be scattered."

"Arrogant madman, I know it can't kill you, but kid, you should experience the pain and anger I suffered when I was killed!"

After being killed so many times by Roland, Hatirem has also summed up a lot of experience.

It and Roland's control over time are two extremes. Roland uses the universe as a scale to make time go back, speed up, and even stop. He uses himself as a scale to have eternal life and absorb endless energy through time. He can gather himself to gain power far beyond the limit.

Although both can obtain part of the other's domain through the extension of authority, such as Roland gathering the future and Hatirem stopping the time of a part of space, but in battle, Hatirem is stronger because he can offset Roland's external control over time and gain instant combat power.

Because of this, Hatirem has an inexplicable confidence when facing Roland.

Even if the opponent is stronger than him, this gap is not irreparable if he uses the collapse roar.

In addition, it is simply invincible.

Infinite energy and immortality make it invincible in attrition warfare.

But when Roland killed him for the twelfth time, Hatirem's thoughts were still shaken.

It vaguely sensed that Roland seemed to have a perpetual motion machine, and every time he released such a terrifying attack, it never ran out of energy. Moreover, unlike it, which could only rely on its body as an outlet, Roland's perpetual motion machine output seemed to be much stronger than his.

In this case, the so-called tug-of-war naturally became a one-sided fight.

However, Hatirem still did not lose confidence.

After all, although it was very annoying to be beaten like this, it also meant that Roland had no means to win with one blow.

He held the power of concepts, but the concepts he held did not restrain him.

Artosh's strongest power could burn time and make it unable to escape. Veleslana's sword could seal its authority, and then use its rich means, such as the command of the young incarnation to fight against the dragon spirit language, etc., to fight it to a draw.

But Roland was different. He was very special. He held eternity and time at the same time. But this was just pure strength and could not make Hatirem despair.

"If you want to resent, resent that you are not a privileged monster like Artosh and Veleslana!"

Accompanied by a roar, the light in Hatirem's mouth began to twist, expand, and then exploded quickly.

For a moment, the blazing light covered everything, and the magnificent beam of light pierced the sky and flashed.

However——

"Boom——"

The boiling heat mixed with a hurricane like a tsunami, surrounded by pure energy, flowed back like a waterfall, rushing in all directions, just because Roland gently raised his hand.

There was not even that strange blood-red position, and he could not feel that he was exerting force.

But Hatirem's roar at the cost of life and time gradually shattered in the gradually tightening hand.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

The Dragon End exclaimed in disbelief, looking at Roland in panic.

Even if its roar was just the aftermath, it would not be so weak.

What the hell did Roland do?

But for some reason, Hatirem didn't want to find the answer to this question at all. At this moment, he was filled with fear that he had never felt even in Artosh.

Driven by the suffocating feeling that filled his soul, he just wanted to leave this terrifying existence as soon as possible.

However, his subconscious drive to move through time and space did not receive a response. This was not because his body was frozen, but because he gave up his flesh at the first moment and chose to use his instinct to reject time and space to escape. In the silent and stopped time, he was like a butterfly in a cage.

"You said before... We are equal, right?"

Roland sneered, his eyes were still calm, and he whispered indifferently.

"This conclusion is totally wrong. Not only you, but even Veleslana and Artosh are not equal to me."

"As for the so-called resentment, it is even more ridiculous, because there is no reason to support me to have such emotions."

Suddenly, Roland calmly stretched out his hand, took off a silver ring from his fingertips, and gently threw it to Hatirem.

"After all, my privileges are far above theirs."