Flying high in the forest, Todd uses his Eagle Eye and clairsee abilities to observe the blood scattered on the ground.

As he flew along the trail of blood, Todd muttered to himself, "Where the hell does this guy want to go?"

The bloodstains traveled from the battlefield all the way north, deep into the hinterland of the Kingdom of Connaught.

After hours of circling and tracking, Todd finally flew to the top of a roundabout arena built on top of a hill.

"How could a gladiatorial arena be built in such a remote place?" Todd carefully lowered his height and approached some of the buildings below him.

After some observation, Todd found that the colosseum had only completed the basic civil works and greenery, and the decoration had not been completed, and at most it could only be regarded as a halfway construction site. However, the stands of the Colosseum were filled with "people", and all the seats were packed.

What makes Todd strange is that these "spectators" in the stands just sit still, without speaking, or even moving, and the whole space seems to stand still as strangely as time.

Lowering it a little more, Todd gasped at the scene in front of him.

As far as the eye can see, the thousands of "spectators" seated here are not living people at all, all of them are corpses in clothes, and some have even decomposed into dry bones.

Among the corpses were commoners dressed in ordinary clothes, nobles dressed in fine clothes, and even kings with scepters and crowns on their heads.

All were nailed to their seats, their faces forced to face the center of the arena, and a wooden stick tied to their backs to support their bodies.

Todd, who was stunned by the scene in front of him, slowly descended to the ground, looked at everything around him, and muttered, "What kind of madman would do such a thing?"

"Todd ......"

A weak voice rang out, and Todd turned to see the monster dragging its wounded leg at the entrance to the arena.

"Cú Chulainn......" Todd opened his golden dragon eyes and waved his dragon wings towards the audience: "These! These are all done by you?!"

Cú Chulainn, who was stabbed by the Silent Spear, was languished and weak, his upper body revealing half of a human face, and said in a deep voice: "Here...... This is my resting garden, a sacred place for my soul......"

Todd looked at Cú Chulainn in disbelief, stunned and angry that he forgot to speak.

"Look at the stands at the top, where sit King Concierber of Ulster and King Egil of Connaught. Beside them are the kings or lords of small nations. Cú Chulainn smiled and looked at the audience, and said, "At the front of the audience are the nobles of the Ulster, and in the rear, the people of the kingdom are ......."

"That's enough!" Todd slammed his forelimbs into the dirt, the force of which smashed the ground into cobweb-like cracks, "I said the wrong thing before!

Cú Chulainn stopped moving, looked at Todd in a rage, and said with a grin: "Todd, I've heard about you, and I've always had a question for you...... What would you do if it wasn't Ulster who was invaded now, but Twilight?"

Todd was stunned: "What did you say?"

"What would you do if the city you built from scratch and with great effort were reduced to the current state of Ulster?"

Seeing Todd fall silent, Cú Chulainn continued, "When Twilight City is consumed by the flames of war, the iron hooves of the invaders step on every inch of your land. The aristocracy was so interested in self-preservation that they even betrayed their country for glory, while the people forgot the glory of the kingdom and renounced their first oath and their only faith...... What would you do at that time?"

Cú Chulainn stretched out his alienated limbs and pointed at the black dragon in front of him: "You will become as crazy as me...... No, you will be more tyrannical and cruel than I am. ”

Todd raised the dragon's head and stared at Cúthalalyn, "No, I'm different, and neither is Twilight......"

Cú Chulainn burst out laughing, as if he had heard the most interesting thing in the world: "Look at me, and look at yourself! We are no longer human! What are we?! We are tyrants! We are beasts! Is there a difference between good and evil in the world of beasts?"

"What we need is flesh and blood, and we need to kill!"

Cú Chulainn paused for a moment, slowly lowered his forelimbs, and said with a sad expression: "But for you and me, the tyrannical behavior and terrible appearance are just to keep the last bit of light in your heart, and that is the ...... of the motherland."

Todd frowned, looking at Cú Chulainn for a long time without speaking.

Two tyrants, two beasts, stared at each other in a land of death and despair.

After a long time, Todd spoke first, "Cú Chulainn, give up...... Come back to the Land of Shadows with me, Skaha is waiting for you. ”

Cú Chulainn shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Wait for me? ”

Pointing to the wound on his thigh, Cúchulainn said to Todd, "Why did my master give you another handful of Dead Silence? Do you really not understand, or are you just pretending to be confused? It means that she has given up on me, which means that what she wants to see is my head!"

"When I went to the Land of Shadows, I died in the midst of trials in order to prove myself to my country and the people I love, to prove that I have the ability and will to protect them, and to prove that I am their hero!"

Cú Chulainn's spirit became worse and worse, and the human form was gradually swallowed up by the monster form, and his voice became lower and lower: "In the end, the king, the nobles, and the commoners betrayed the country, and I was left alone to support myself, and the people I loved, my fiancée, my friends, and my masters, also abandoned me one after another, leaving me alone to survive like a lonely ghost...... What am I doing wrong? Why ......"

Finally, Cu Chulainn's face, the last human eye, was swallowed into the monster's body, and there was no trace of human existence in the entire body.

The monster's body began to mutate, and its size grew again, reaching a height of about fifteen meters. Countless tentacles like iron whips grew on his back and chest, and countless compound eyes bloomed like flowers on the wolf's face.

The forelimbs slowly thickened and evolved into two huge blades, while the hindlimbs slowly degenerated into sarcomas and retracted into the abdomen. Eight sharp claws protrude from the ribs and extend beyond the body, turning into spider-like limbs.

All these changes make the current Cúchulainn look like a giant monster with a wolf body and spider legs.

Todd looked at the monster in front of him and suddenly realized a troublesome fact.

Cúchulainn, who had completely lost his humanity, entered the second form of a tyrant.