PNB Chapter 552: The Dragon of Creation
Chapter 552: The Dragon of Creation
The realm of primordial chaos is beyond the material world, where time and space lose their meaning.
This eternal and vast realm is the source of all spirits.
From the supreme [God] to the [True Spirit] containing the original power, all were born here.
In this mysterious chaos, there are countless secrets and legends, and every inch of space flows with the mystery of creation.
In the deepest part of the Primordial Realm, there is a dazzling kingdom of God suspended.
There is a golden light here, and the sacred light flows in the void like a substance.
The deep and distant chanting of the ancient gods rises and falls, as if praising the greatness of creation.
It also seems like some kind of mysterious ritual is taking place.
The prayers of many gods intertwined together to form an invisible force that echoed in the kingdom of God, as if resonating with heaven and earth.
This kingdom of God is extremely magnificent and its vastness is beyond imagination.
Everywhere you look, you can see magnificent palaces and towering sacred mountains.
Each building is carved with complex and mysterious runes, exuding an awe-inspiring aura.
The space in this country seems to be infinitely extended. No matter where you look, there is no end, as if it contains a complete universe in itself.
A tall golden figure slowly walked out of the kingdom of God.
This figure was surrounded by brilliant golden light, and countless mysterious runes appeared faintly in the light.
Each rune represents a powerful force of law.
He is the god who masters the original law of light.
The golden body exuded a majesty that made people dare not look directly at it, and every movement seemed to contain the power to change the world.
He took a step forward, and every step he took seemed to open up a new world.
The space beneath his feet rippled like water waves, and the power of the surrounding laws also fluctuated violently.
He walked towards the depths of the Primordial Realm, his figure looming in the chaos. It was unknown how many mysterious spaces he had crossed and how many unimaginable distances he had spanned.
After an unknown amount of time, He finally arrived at a special area.
The time here seems to be frozen, the flow of the river of time cannot be seen, and everything is in a state of stillness.
Here, the past, present and future seem to be intertwined, with no clear boundaries.
But when this tall golden figure flicked his robe sleeves lightly, a powerful force burst out instantly.
In the boundless primordial chaotic realm, an infinitely long dragon-shaped shadow slowly emerged.
This is no ordinary dragon, but the only star-casting creation dragon in the universe. It is the first [spirit] in the true sense of the universe.
His body is woven from the most profound and supreme laws, and every scale sparkles with mysterious light, as if containing the mysteries of the entire universe.
The patterns on the scales are like the most complex runes in the world, recording the secrets of creation.
His flesh, blood, bones, and skin are all condensed from the original laws of all worlds. With a wave of his hand, he can control the movement of the stars and open up a new universe.
However, at this moment, this extremely powerful dragon of creation was wearing a colorful imperial crown on his head.
Countless chains of laws intertwined on the imperial crown, anchoring deeply into the depths of the primordial chaos.
These chains of laws spread across the entire plateau, emitting a powerful force of confinement, binding the Dragon of Creation like shackles.
His eyes were tightly closed, and his huge body was motionless, floating quietly in this primordial chaotic realm, as if he had fallen into an eternal sleep.
The majestic golden figure gazed at the Creator Dragon, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes, and then he spoke:
"I know you're awake. Although time passes extremely slowly here, almost standing still,
But billions of years have passed, why do you insist so much?
Why not give me all the origins of the laws? No matter what you wish for, I will satisfy you.
After all, you are my father and made me who I am."
The Creator Dragon, who was motionless as if dead, when he heard the word "father",
The huge body shook slightly, as if it had received some strong stimulation.
Then, He slowly opened his eyes.
boom--
In an instant, the whole world seemed to lose its color, only the pair of dragon eyes emitting a captivating light.
An indescribable pressure burst out from him, sweeping across the entire Primordial Realm like a surging tide.
The golden figure's expression suddenly changed, he groaned, and golden blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
The powerful pressure made him feel unprecedented oppression, as if his entire body was about to be crushed by this force.
A deep and majestic voice sounded. This was the voice of the Dragon of Creation:
"Father? Is this how you treat your father?
While I was battered by the Eternal Lord,
Instead, use what I gave you for my own good.”
The voice seemed to come from the ancient abyss, carrying endless anger and disappointment, and every word hit the golden figure's heart like a hammer.
The golden figure was silent for a long time, then suddenly sneered and said:
"Father, in the universe, strength is respected. No matter what means,
As long as you can subdue the opponent, you will be stronger than the opponent.
Since Father has been subdued by us, our positions have naturally reversed. Since Father has lost, why not just admit defeat?
The Creator Dragon's gaze slowly swept towards the Territory of Beginning. His voice was devoid of emotion, and even contained a hint of sarcasm:
"Lose? Win?
Since you have already won, why come to me again?
Is that guy Eternal starting to make trouble again?
Do you think that by stealing my power you can deal with Him?
Still want to steal the eternal power through me?
Hum, I was fighting against eternity.
If I hadn't given you the Law Crystal that I had torn from him, I wanted you to analyze his 'Tao'.
But I didn't expect that you would use that divine crystal to forge an imperial crown and trick me into wearing it.
You have betrayed my trust.
Now that you've come to me, I'm afraid you've encountered something you can't solve again."
The golden figure's expression became uncertain. After hesitating for a moment, he slowly said:
"The Lord of Eternity transformed into something strange, becoming the Strange Emperor.
And His soul sea turned into the mysterious eternal continent.
Over the years, we have used the means given by our Father to try to obtain His secrets from the Eternal Continent, but we have never found anything.
Father, I know that with your great power, it is impossible for us to completely subdue you.
You must have left behind the seeds of destiny.
Now, can you bear to see the world you created with your own hands about to be swallowed up by endless weirdness?
As long as Father is willing to forgive us and give us the final means, I am willing to send Father's soul back into reincarnation."
The Creator Dragon stared at the golden figure for a long time, his eyes filled with endless wisdom and vicissitudes.
A complex light flashed.
Then, He slowly closed His dragon eyes and said no more. Silence returned to the entire Primordial Chaos Realm, as if the previous conversation had never taken place.
Seeing this, the golden figure felt unwilling but could only sigh helplessly.
His figure gradually became illusory, began to fall apart, and finally dissipated in the chaos of the Primordial Realm.
The Dragon of Creation still floated there quietly, imprisoned by the divine chain of law, and fell into a long silence.
At the edge of the Primordial Realm, a strange darkness is slowly spreading.
There seemed to be countless unknown beings hidden in the darkness, emitting a creepy aura.
It's like an evil force from another dimension.
These strange beings appeared as the Eternal Lord transformed into a strange emperor. They were like a plague, gradually eroding the worlds.
In the numerous universes created by the Dragon of Creation, many planets have been shrouded in strange forces.
The once vibrant world has become desolate and dead, filled with twisted creatures and mysterious runes.
Those races that once believed in gods were either assimilated by strange forces and turned into terrible monsters, or struggled to survive in despair.
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