My Beast Is the 12-Winged Angel Chapter 490 - 491: Dragon Emperor’s Self-Destruction!
Previously on My Beast Is the 12-Winged Angel...
Stepping into the River of Time brought back that all-too-familiar sensation.
Yet this journey differed from the previous one.
Thanks to the Demon God's power infusion, Gu Xing and Sally now had the freedom to select far beyond a mere three time nodes.
This implied...
On this occasion, he was able to plunge straight into the depths of the River of Time, hunting for the remaining two lost pieces of Sally’s Divine Pattern.
He might even travel to whatever node in the River of Time to kick events into gear.
As for the initial destination.
Gu Xing picked the time node with the most intense pull from Sally’s senses and entered it.
Boom——!
A thunderous blast overwhelmed Gu Xing’s senses in an instant.
The thick, suffocating odor of blood mixed with burning heat hung heavily in the atmosphere.
He materialized amid a warzone.
The terrain lay in ruins, celestial bodies blazed fiercely, and the region sprawled with intricate networks of space fissures.
The heavens above bore a grimy crimson hue, evoking the arrival of apocalypse.
Five silhouettes radiating boundless hostility loomed there, embodying the terror haunting the whole realm.
Upon discerning these five forms clearly, Gu Xing’s eyes narrowed in shock.
It appeared he had landed in the era of the Demon God’s assault.
Right then, five Demon Gods manifested in the firmament!
Surprisingly, one among those five Demon Gods was the very entity he had recently defeated...
Demon God Abyss!
And facing them...
A colossal five-clawed golden dragon, stretching tens of thousands of feet, stood soaked in gore.
Most of its scales had peeled away, exposing blackened skeletons and tissues beneath.
A single claw gone, a horrifying gash across its belly almost splitting it open, with dragon blood pouring out to color the broken earth underneath.
This was the Dragon Emperor, the mightiest being in the Alternate Space.
Yet presently, he teetered on the edge of demise.
Destruction trailed the Dragon Emperor.
The nine Pseudo-God presences that battled beside him had dimmed for the most part.
Just the lingering wounds of combat around hinted at their prior being.
The sole figure faring a touch better was an Elf bearing ragged luminous wings, barely upholding the Law of Life.
And she counted as a longstanding familiar face to Gu Xing.
The Elf Empress!
Still, in this instant, the Elf Empress looked pushed to her breaking point, pale golden blood trickling nonstop from her lips.
Next, Gu Xing’s eyes shifted to a spot nearby.
A silhouette crouched there.
Clad in a light golden gown marred by blood and grime, her flowing locks tangled, her lovely features drained of vitality.
The once radiant light golden dragon gaze now reflected only hopelessness and dullness.
She was Long Qingyan.
Right now, her cultivation stood at Totem Tier Nine, a single stride from Pseudo-God status.
However, that short gap rendered her helpless against the Divine Level clash.
All she managed was witnessing her father cornered by the five Demon Gods, hanging on by a thread.
All she managed was witnessing elder after elder she knew ignite their core and battle desperately.
All she managed was witnessing the Alternate Space overrun by Demon Gods, dooming its inhabitants to catastrophe.
"Father... Emperor..."
She whispered mindlessly, her tears having run dry ages ago.
In that instant, Gu Xing’s form abruptly materialized at her side.
Long Qingyan jolted at first, apparently unaware of anyone’s arrival beside her.
Yet as she raised her head in bewilderment and beheld Gu Xing’s features, her empty eyes shrank abruptly.
This face... This face!
Even though the bearing and poise varied entirely, recognition was impossible to evade!
It was that individual!
The individual who had alerted her father to the looming Demon Race onslaught!
"It’s... it’s you?!"
Disbelief flooded Long Qingyan, as though dreading this was merely a dying hallucination.
Gu Xing regarded the hopeless Long Qingyan.
She had matured fully.
Transformed from a playful youngster into a fitting Dragon Race Princess.
Nevertheless, right then, she resembled a fragile flame on the verge of snuffing out.
Utterly unlike the later Long Qingyan brimming with poise and sorrow!
"Please! Please save my father! Save this world!"
Long Qingyan, clutching her final hope, abruptly flung herself down at Gu Xing’s feet.
Ignoring all decorum, she seized his garb, tilted her head with a countenance smeared in blood and tears, and begged with utmost fervor:
"As long as you can save them, I’m willing to give you anything!"
"My life, my soul, everything I have can be yours! Please!"
Witnessing this, Gu Xing froze for a beat.
He abruptly recalled what Long Qingyan had shared with him before.
She had implored him once!
That marked the sole occasion she ever beseeched another!
Yet Long Qingyan had first claimed the one she entreated was the Alternate Space’s Savior.
However, Long Qingyan’s present conduct led Gu Xing to abruptly grasp a truth.
The Savior...
Appeared to be himself!
This realization hit Gu Xing, linking all threads together.
As the Savior, it followed that the sealer of the Demon God...
Was none other than him!
Right then, another memory surged in him.
The recognizable energy over those nine Demon Gates felt like it came from... Tushan Yueli!
At the start, Gu Xing aimed solely to recover the lost Divine Pattern Fragment for Sally.
He had no intention of meddling in this time node’s flow.
Previously, his attempt to halt the Demon God’s incursion proved futile.
The overarching momentum proved unyielding!
Thus, this round he had meant to remain a mere observer.
But at present...
He discovered he was woven into the fabric of history itself.
Gu Xing’s sight gradually slid beyond Long Qingyan, settling on the Dragon Emperor far in the sky, his presence fading further.
Through his sharp vision, he easily discerned the Dragon Emperor’s utter exhaustion.
Essence drained dry, divine soul gravely wounded.
Only sheer defiant resolve kept him anchored, on the cusp of collapse.
"Boom——!!!"
As connections and implications sharpened in Gu Xing’s thoughts, a startling shift erupted overhead without warning!
That enormous golden dragon, its Life Fire on the brink of fading forever.
The very second Gu Xing showed up, those immense and faded dragon eyes ignited with one last glimmer of vitality.
He ignored the five Demon Gods cackling madly, overlooked the Elf Empress toiling in his wake.
Rather, his stare cut across the fractured void to fix on Gu Xing.
That look conveyed...
At last, a sense of ease!
"Finally... you’re here!"
A faint soul message, laced with traces of liberation, echoed straight into the cores of Gu Xing and Long Qingyan.
"Father——!!!"
Long Qingyan appeared to intuit something, unleashed a soul-piercing cry, and strained to charge skyward.
Yet, the moment had passed irrevocably.
Abruptly, the immense dragon frame burst forth with a luster surpassing its bounds, the final blaze prior to oblivion!
This golden radiance wasn’t meant for assault, rather...
Self-destruction!
"Old dragon eel, what are you trying to do?!"
Demon God Abyss appeared to detect it and bellowed in alarm.
But the response came as the Dragon Emperor’s world-shaking, determined draconic bellow!
"Roarーー!!!"
Accompanying this bellow, as if draining every last reserve of power, it reverberated across skies and lands.
The Dragon Emperor’s fractured colossal dragon shape detonated fiercely from the inside!
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