Chapter 1106: Chapter 639: Golden Cockroach.
At this mont, the African Continent lay ravaged, yellow sand dancing wildly with the gale between heaven and earth.
The entire continent was suffused with a heavy scent of blood.
If the Wolf Pack Civilization fought alone against the world’s heroes, showing what it ant to be magnificent and grand.
Then this battle between the Serpent Civilization and the Eternal Civilization truly showed the world what bloodshed, tragedy, and a fight to the death really ant.
Both sides deployed their most elite forces, indeed, the Eternal Civilization, fearing the forr humanity among them would waver, placed most humans in their capital to guard it.
Only the finest of the finest or gas-like Exotic Beasts, or humans possessed by Phantom Demons, participated in the battlefield.
Thus, in this great war, both sides fought until the very end; entering North Africa, every inch of land was soaked in blood, and this wasn’t just a saying.
The conflict spread across the entire African Continent, rendering it nearly ruined.
All Blessed Land had been devastated beyond recognition.
Even the Beast Sovereign enslaved by the Eternal Lord perished, not because it wanted to die.
It was because the Bloodthirsty Python, when the Golden Cockroach was severely injured and started to forcibly transform into a dragon in madness, had already lost reason.
Even though the Beast Sovereign shouted its surrender, it was still slain by the Bloodthirsty Python.
The death was extrely tragic, with all bones crushed by a single tail whip, and the strongest Divine Form of various species was torn apart by the sharp fanged teeth of the Bloodthirsty Python.
Once standing behind the White Elephant King, the Beast Sovereign was considered an absolute hegemon, yet its end was not even as fortunate as the Red Fire Ant Queen or the Left Protector of the Theological Alliance.
Died without a trace of resistance.
No one knew the Beast Sovereign’s thoughts when it died.
But everyone understood that such a forr hegemon’s heart might be extrely bitter.
Because it supported a powerhouse like the White Elephant King, who could originally succeed it but died under the Northern Cold Wolf Master’s claws due to the temptation of pure resources.
And it beca a re lapdog of the Eternal Lord under the threat of death.
Born at the wrong ti, and at the wrong place!
The Hundred Beasts Alliance, caught between the Serpent Civilization and the Eternal Civilization, was dood to et such an end.
If the Beast Sovereign were in the South Arica Continent, the North Arican Continent, or sowhere like Australia, it would probably have achieved an even more glorious heaven and earth.
Aside from the Beast Sovereign’s death,
Luo Lin, once a female Tianjiao within the Eternal Civilization, also fell in battle.
At her mont of death, she saw the true forms of those gas Exotic Beasts and Phantom Demons after the vast pillars of gas were severed.
These were terrifying beings, extrely ugly in appearance, able to deceive the hearts of all things.
Such beings exuded a presence that did not belong to heaven and earth, even at the end, the Eternal Lord and these terrifying beings unabashedly extracted the Fortune, vital essence, Life Soul, and Essence Blood from the Eternal Civilization and its humans.
This ant they never viewed the humans of the Eternal Civilization as true comrades who shared life and death, rely using them as conduits for gathering Fortune and as blood bags to nourish energy.
Especially as the Eternal Lord and these terrifying beings let out long evil cries, their wicked Spiritual Will assaulted Luo Lin’s previous worldview and understanding.
Thus, Luo Lin died with tears on her face.
She was filled with despair at her death, not knowing what her many years of struggle and warfare were ultimately for?
The collapse of hope and faith sotis wounds deeper than physical injuries.
Dead!
All existence with presence on this African Continent has died.
The entire Fortune of the Eternal Civilization was thoroughly extracted, along with almost all human Life Souls and Essence Blood.
Only a group of Eternal Civilization Tianjiao under the shelter of Charm Fox survived.
At this ti, an eighteen-clawed massive black dragon, marked by so blood stains, quietly coiled amidst the corpses.
On its forehead was a small, almost insignificant Golden Cockroach.
Today, this Golden Cockroach no longer possessed its forr majesty, coated in golden blood all over.
Once a ruler alongside the Bloodthirsty Python within the Serpent Civilization, at this mont, seed weakened to the point of being like a defenseless pet.
Yet the Bloodthirsty Python had no intention to abandon it, transferring Origin Power, the River of Spirituality Essence, and even its own Essence Blood to the Golden Cockroach regardless of everything.
If the Golden Cockroach hadn’t been injured, the Bloodthirsty Python wouldn’t have lost all reason, forcibly transforming into a dragon in its madness.
Fortunately, the dragon transformation succeeded, and the Eternal Lord was slain.
But in this mont, the Bloodthirsty Python lacked the joy of victory, instead its cold, composed eyes—always proud and unrivaled—were filled with urgency and panic!
To speak of panic seems unlikely, even urgency appears foreign to the Bloodthirsty Python normally.
Yet now it happened for real.
On the massive black dragon head of the Bloodthirsty Python, the Golden Cockroach struggled slightly, emitting a weak Spiritual Will.
“Black Snake, don’t waste your efforts. I’m afraid I won’t last much longer. You’ve succeeded in your transformation. The transcendent opportunities of this world are destined to be yours; I am no longer of any necessity to you. Hahaha, soone like you who is cold, ruthless, and prioritizes worldly benefits and personal strength should understand this. You shouldn’t continue to waste energy on .”
With this spiritual will, the Golden Cockroach’s body once again trembled heavily, as precious drops of Essence Blood dripped from its body.
If not for the Bloodthirsty Python replenishing the Golden Cockroach with all its might, it might have already perished.
Facing this spiritual will from the Golden Cockroach, the Bloodthirsty Python remained silent, silently funneling vast energy to it.
No one knew that the Golden Cockroach and the Bloodthirsty Python had actually known each other since the last Era.
They were the greatest rivals of the last Era,
but ultimately, the Bloodthirsty Python’s strength surpassed by a margin, and the Golden Cockroach beca its mate in that Era.
At their level, cross-species unions are entirely normal.
Seeing the Bloodthirsty Python still relentlessly channeling energy to revive her, the Golden Cockroach sent another spiritual will to stop it.
At their level, they understand the price of reversing fate for a species.
“Black Snake, don’t. We’re both aware of the Northern Cold Wolf Master’s attempt to reverse fate in the Dragon Country Region. He paid an unimaginable price just to resurrect a re War General who had barely ascended to the Supre Sovereign Boundary. If you try to reverse fate for , bringing back to the Peak, what kind of retaliation will you face? So, don’t waste your strength.”
I had originally thought that after the Serpent Civilization settled the world, we would clash again to determine the strongest. But it seems that chance is lost.
In the end, I repelled the Thousand Illusion Demon—the celestial outsider—and didn’t waste this life. If you want to depart in peace, stop these pointless actions.”
With this comforting spiritual will, and as the world’s retaliation grew stronger, after the Bloodthirsty Python spat out a stream of Essence Blood, its massive black eyes completely lost their longstanding confidence and arrogance.
But it didn’t go mad because, indeed, as the Golden Cockroach said, reviving her—a creature that could challenge the transcendent—required much more than the Northern Cold Wolf Master paid.
Even if he hasn’t gained the transcendent opportunity, what if he did?
To revive a challenger of transcendence, the retaliation from this world’s Three Thousand Rules is secondary; the repercussions of fate and karma are the most significant, sudden enough to cause even transcendent beings to fall.
The Golden Cockroach knows.
The Bloodthirsty Python knows too; it simply doesn’t want to accept this outco.
So, even in failure, the Bloodthirsty Python silently mobilized massive Domain Power and Origin Power, mixed with celestial forces from the remains of the Eternal Lord’s body, enveloping the Golden Cockroach in a cocoon.
Though unable to fully revive the Golden Cockroach now, the Bloodthirsty Python doesn’t want to watch its last thread of life dissipate.
Even sealing the Golden Cockroach leaves a trace of hope.
This land may lack the power to revive the Golden Cockroach, but that doesn’t an the heavens do not.
Sensing its intentions, the Golden Cockroach no longer resisted, and at the mont of being fully sealed, its typically proud and commanding eyes showed a rare gentleness.
Indeed, even enlightened species have feelings, who’s without emotion?
But in such a fiercely competitive age, all emotions are forcefully buried in the hearts of each, perhaps only released at the mont of eventual death.
It’s over.
After sealing the Golden Cockroach, the Bloodthirsty Python carefully placed it in the Origin Space, then hovered for a long ti over the scarred skies of the North Africa Continent.
Ti seed to slow in its stationary stillness.
Below, the mbers of the Serpent Civilization and the Undying Cockroach Clan dared not make any sound as they observed their emperor.
They could all sense their emperor’s inner grief.
Even the frenzied Undying Cockroach Clan fell silent when witnessing the Golden Cockroach’s severe injury.
After an unknown duration—long enough from billowing sand to silent settling, long enough for several days and nights to pass—the black dragon above North Africa finally began to move.
Yet the black dragon did not glance at the myriad exotic beasts cleaning the battlefield below nor howled for release; only silence!
As if, apart from battle, the Bloodthirsty Python would utter no sound.
Silence was its main rhythm.
But behind silence, suppressed emotions and everything were unknown, unfathomable, and no one could bear them for this emperor!
The Bloodthirsty Python raised its head, looking toward the Eternal Civilization Capital a thousand miles away, then its massive black dragon form moved as if tearing through space, vanishing in an instant to reach there.
The deceased have left, the living remain!
Upon adjusting for days, the Bloodthirsty Python knew it was ti to see the allies who assisted the Serpent Civilization.
Even if the pillar of vast gaseous support hadn’t been severed, the Serpent Civilization could still conquer Africa.
Yet gratitude is gratitude; the Bloodthirsty Python could command such a vast civilization, not only as the strongest contender in the current Era for transcendent opportunities but also as a conqueror of the world in the previous Era!
So ingrained in its core and within the Serpent Civilization was the law followed by the Wolf Pack: rit is rewarded, errors are punished!
Those who benefitted the Serpent Civilization, he would indeed treat well!
Just curious about who, under the Thousand Illusion Demon’s watch, managed to hide a fox-like exotic beast, detectable only faintly even by him from miles away?
Equally curious, the Bloodthirsty Python wondered which force in the world had such imnse wealth to use a Supre Sovereign as an undercover agent within an external force considered long-since destroyed like the Eternal Civilization?
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