Chapter 306: The Collapse of the Final Dragon

The galloping thunder with a roaring flame tore through the night with a speed that made the void tremble, leaving a ring-like scar on the planet's surface.

After smashing the first peak, Khatirem's huge body fell from the sky and smashed into the ground like a cannonball, and the trajectory of the dragon's fall was like a magnificent pillar of light, piercing the sky and the earth.

The moment the surging energy of the sea tide smashed to the ground, countless scarlet long snakes splashed and radiated like a splash in all directions.

It was followed by the ground that shook with the dragon's roar, and the razor-sharp marks of its wildly swirling claws on the pitch-black space.

The reason why it can make it act like a beast like this is because this battle is too embarrassing.

In battles where it is impossible to distinguish the winner from the loser at the first time, the slight difference in the ability of the same type will be magnified.

When Hatirem reaches his limit, he will face a stormy attack until his body is broken, and then he will be killed by a single blow.

The self-repair of the planet in the sky has not been able to heal, and the crown-like rift is the number of reincarnations that Hatirem has experienced.

"Imp!"

Hatirem let out a muffled cry, his peaceful pupils completely replaced by anger, and he struggled to raise his head to look at the culprit in the sky.

It was a young man wrapped in a blood-red divine light, his pupils flashing with a color as noble as the glow of strength, and no matter how many times he went through it, Hatirem could not lift his head from the oppression that was as inescapable as fate.

From the eyes that saw no emotion, saw only that they were something that had to be obtained, and that were full of cruelty and indifference, Khatirem felt only a deep humiliation.

Even Artexiu, who had made himself willing to meet his fate, had never looked at him with such detached eyes, nor had he been able to make himself afraid.

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

Although it is not a god species, no god dares to despise it, because if it is not for the fact that the essence of the earth-opening gods is destined to disappear after completing its mission and cannot be born as an independent individual, it should be the strongest existence.

However, this newly rising pride did not last long before the light of destruction that fell from the sky knocked Hatirem back to reality.

Without the help of external objects, its proud scales and body were shattered again.

In terms of output, Roland's magnitude is even better than him, and Hatirem has deeply experienced this matter with hundreds of deaths in the past.

But the pride of the primordial dragon made it unable to bow its head, and after suppressing the fear and anxiety in its heart, it roared again.

"It's useless! Roland, no matter how many times I die, I won't give in! ”

"Even if you make up for your shortcomings with the power of another world, we will stand in the same position!"

After the death of the dragon spirit species, only the hardest keel will be left, but under Roland's attack, Hatirem, who is not even a scum, can still make a clear sound.

Although it is inevitably a little ridiculous to say such cowardly words in the most stubborn attitude, Khatirem is not hard-mouthed.

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

The unscathed body, flickering in the sun, was purer than the glaciers of the ocean, and the dragon scales could not even be seen from the traces of the attack.

If it weren't for the intellectuality of the past, the eyes that knew everything were a little more lustful and inward-looking, and almost made people wonder if their attacks had worked against Hatirem.

The final dragon, which can be restored at any time from the past and the future, is no longer simply immortal, and it is absolutely impossible to kill it without a special attack.

Getting rid of the shackles, Hatirem immediately made a defensive gesture, however, Roland had no intention of continuing to do so, but just glanced at it calmly, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

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

Could it be that the other party finally realized that this kind of behavior is just pure useless work?

The terrifying attack was incomparably powerful, each with many remnants of time that killed him, but it was too early for him to die entirely, compared to the tens of thousands of years it had experienced, and the ever-increasing future.

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

When he found that Roland had a light smile on the corner of his mouth because of the appearance of the other party, an incredible thought rose in Hatirem's heart.

"Could it be...... Are you waiting for an audience? ”

Boundless anger and humiliation filled Hatirem's heart, causing it to let out a sky-shattering roar.

"This is a matter of course, compared to Altexiu, who has been peeking in the sky, it is more interesting to let a beautiful girl who meets my aesthetics witness this scene."

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

This overly shameless attitude made Hatirem have the illusion that he was too old-fashioned, but after understanding the meaning behind Roland's behavior, he also said angrily.

"Don't look like you're holding victory in the palm of your hand, do you think you can kill me!"

"Or else?"

Roland's tone was flat, and full of flavor as it should be.

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

Although he was initially curious if the Dragon had undergone the same mutation as Welleslana, after seeing it with his own eyes, Roland lost interest in it and only regarded it as a staircase that had to be crossed.

To this day, Roland has experienced many unknown enemies, they are strong and weak, some are just magicians driven by obsession, and some are evil gods who can devastate the planet, but even so, he still regards them as opponents equally.

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

But what about Hatirem?

It is the strongest dragon of time, knowing the end before its fate comes, and finally chooses to adapt.

Such behavior is right for beings bound to the net, but the behavior is ridiculously wrong.

In the face of a strong enemy like Artexiu, Khatirem actually gave up resistance and chose to die directly.

Now that you realize that you are not the strongest, but the weak, shouldn't you keep moving forward? Rather, when it realizes that it has the strongest that cannot be surpassed, it should be as happy as Veleslana.

"Poor dragon, the reason why Artexiu won't kill you, the reason why Vereslana thinks he will definitely defeat you, and because of this, you are just a vessel with the strongest name, and sooner or later everything will be taken away, there is no need to be afraid at all."

Roland stared at Hatirem with indifferent eyes and sighed.

"Since you have escaped the original trajectory of fate, you should grasp everything you can hold in your new life and challenge it, waiting for me this unknown? That's just a reason to keep slacking off.

"Hatirem, for 15,000 years, you have been nothing more than a free coward, so you will definitely die at my hands."

Roland didn't think that putting himself in Hatilem's place would escape his fate, but he was sure that even if he died, his process would be much stronger than that of Hatirem, who was sitting in the place of defeat.

If you know it, you won't resist?

Then such dragons are not as good as the father and son of the Emiya, they will be terrified, but they are more like fighters than Hatirem.

Some primordial dragons are able to limit their time but still dare not challenge fate, and some vampires can only stop for five seconds and want to rule the world, even beyond fate itself.

It's not about strength, it's just because of desire, after experiencing so many worlds, the reason why Roland chose to move forward is precisely because he wants to witness more of the world's scenery, and ...... I am disgusted with those characters who have been turned into nutrients, alienated by time, and have lost their beliefs.

He never wanted to end up like that, so he had to move forward, no matter what lay ahead.

"Roland!"

Feeling the visceral contempt, Khatirem, who had been poked in the sore spot, gritted his teeth and roared.

"I didn't want to do that! Such a move means that I have exhausted my donkey skills, and it means that you have done what Altexiu has not done, but now, it doesn't matter what dignity and attitude are, I will kill you! ”

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

Because at this moment, Khatirem took a deep breath.

Unlike the previous majesty that moved the heavens and the earth, what gathered in Khatirem's mouth was nothing more than a torrent of light of tens of meters.

But the terrifying aura emanating from this blow was far better than before.

If the Heavenly Strike of the Heavenly Wing Species is to unleash the magic of the God of War with all its might, exchanging all the energy for a killing blow, then the Collapse Roar is a Heavenly Strike that belongs to the Dragon Spirit Species and is unsurpassed.

At the cost of burning life, the container itself is broken, and the power of the past and the future is superimposed as much as possible in this moment, so as to release a decisive blow that can change the shape of the star.

Although Hatirem can avoid the ills of death, the essence of this blow is still to exchange the remnants of his time for power, and it is a trick that can only be achieved with his life.

Hatirem never showed his true colors before he died, because no matter what kind of enemy, he would have respect for him who knew the future and was powerful, and he was never neglected.

But now, Hatirem, who was broken by Roland's statement, can't care so much.

Its will turned into substance, and it sneered at Roland: "This blow, even the military god who has been entangled with me for a long time will feel shaken, and even the wings of the hunting god will collapse." ”

"Arrogant fanatic, I know it can't kill you, but little ghost, you can appreciate the pain and anger I suffered when I was killed!"

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

It and Roland's domination of time are two extremes, the external Roland uses the universe as a scale to make time regress, accelerate, and even stop, with his own scale, he can have eternal life, and absorb endless energy through time, restrain himself to obtain far more power than the limit.

Although both can obtain a part of the other's domain through the extension of authority, such as Roland to restrain the future and Hatirem to stop a part of the space time, when fighting, no matter how you look at it, Hatirem, who can counteract Roland's external control of time, but has gained instant combat power himself, is relatively powerful.

Because of this, Hatirem has an inexplicable confidence in the face of Roland.

Even if the opponent is stronger than him, the gap is not irreparable when using Honkai.

Other than that, it's simply invincible.

Its infinite energy and immortality make it invincible in a war of attrition.

But when he was killed by Roland for the twelfth time, Hatirem's mind was 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 dried up, and, unlike it, which could only rely on its body as an output port, Roland's perpetual motion machine output seemed to be much stronger than his.

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

Still, Khatirem hasn't lost faith.

After all, although such a situation of being beaten is very irritating, it also means that Roland has no means to win with one blow.

He holds the power of the concept, but the concept he holds does not restrain it.

Altexiu's strongest power can burn all the time, so that it cannot escape, and the sword of Veleslana can seal its authority, and then use its abundant means, such as the orders of the young incarnation, to fight against the dragon spirit, etc., and defeat it.

But Roland is different, he is very special, he holds both eternity and time, but in this way, he is simply powerful, and he cannot make Hatirem despair.

"If you want to resign, resent that you are not a monster with privileges like Artexiu and Veleslana!"

With a roar, the light in Khatirem's mouth began to distort, expand, and then quickly exploded.

For a moment, the blazing light obscured everything, and the magnificent beam pierced the sky and flashed violently.

And yet—

"Boom-"

The boiling heat was mixed with a tsunami hurricane, and under the cluster of pure energy, it flowed backwards like a waterfall, rushing in all directions, only for Roland to gently raise his hand.

He didn't even have that weird blood-red stance, and he couldn't feel his exertion.

But the crumbling roar of Hatirem, at the cost of life and time, gradually shattered in the hand that was gradually clenching.

"Impossible! When pigs fly! ”

The final dragon let out an exclamation of disbelief, and stared at Roland with some trepidation.

Its collapse, if only in the aftermath, would not be so weak.

What the hell did Roland do?

But for some reason, at this moment, Hatirem did not want to find the answer to this question at all, and in this moment, he was filled with fear that he had not even felt in Artexiu.

Driven by a feeling of suffocation that filled the soul, it just wanted to get away from this fearful existence quickly.

However, the space-time movement he subconsciously drove did not get a response, not because its body froze, but because it gave up its body for the first time and chose to use its instinctive rejection of time and space to escape, in the time that it had been silent and stopped, it was like a butterfly in a cage.

"You said it before...... We're equal, right? ”

Roland sneered, his eyes still flat, and he whispered indifferently.

"Only this conclusion is very wrong, not only you, even Vereslana, even Artexiu, are never qualified to be equal to me."

"As for the so-called resentment, it is even more ridiculous, because there is no reason to support my feelings."

Suddenly, Roland calmly stretched out his hand, removed a silver ring from his fingertips, and gently threw it at Hatilem.

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

(End of chapter)