176. Chapter 176 – Weiya Pavla!
Chapter 176 Weiya Pavoula!
Of course Tiamat couldn’t possibly know what was meant by the principle of the fission chain reaction of heavy atomic nuclei.
Naturally, it is also impossible to know that at this moment, the dragon mom Pavla head shot is ready to directly to the powerful proof of the road and use this to ignite the divine fire.
And David is the ‘neutron source’ that Pavla is using to ‘light the fire’.
If the previous Dragon Mother Pamela only knew the principle of operation and copied it.
At this moment, David and his two red dragons were trying to reproduce this microscopic observation process and get its specific reaction information, so as to obtain the ‘divine power’ of its related concepts.
David, who was pulled over by Pavla, reopened his eyes.
At that moment, it was as if he was standing directly on the dragon horn at the tip of Dragon Mother Pavla’s nose.
Seeing the magnificent battlefield of the God’s Kingdom;
Seeing the chains of faith that were as dense as a web;
Seeing heights that he had never imagined before;
Like a true demigod, overlooking everything in front of her.
“Are you ready? My child.” Pavla asked.
“Of course, I look forward to it, Mother.” David, whose consciousness briefly clung to this red dragon’s body, replied.
Of course Davy understood what Mother Dragon wanted him to prepare for.
Not only was Pavela using David’s [Pride] power to ignite the divine fire, but she, who knew that David possessed a different kind of power, was also planning to use this opportunity to share the ‘results of her magical research’ over the years with David.
If there is a will in this multiverse, then Pavela, who is a ‘post-doctoral fellow in physics and mechanics’, intends to sign her son David’s name to this SCI journal paper that is destined to be extraordinary.
[Power – Arrogance]
[Power – Jealousy]
[Power – Greed]
Receiving the ready reply from David that the powers had been turned on in turn, in the next second, Pavla, the legendary red dragon, raised its claws and wings as if holding a sword of nothingness, and each scale stood up as if it were a sword.
Countless tiny blood beads along the scales, as free from gravity generally reverse flow to the red dragon’s claws and even upward closed wings, and flow upward, and with the blood vapor around its body to condense a dark red dense blood mist around the body, as dark as a piece of blood-colored curtains in the dark universe.
If in the Blue Planet, the most suitable for detonating a chain reaction is uranium-235 or plutonium-239.
Then in this world, the red dragon’s blood, which is rich in magic energy and can even continue to radiate the surrounding environment and turn it into lava, is the most suitable material for detonation of the ‘heavy atomic nucleus’.
In the eyes of the gods, these blood-colored particles carrying a terrifying amount of magical energy were weaving an exquisite dance under an invisible but overbearing force, and would not budge no matter how the tsunami of divine power blew.
Only know in advance what the mother is doing David, power to open almost comparable to the [God’s mighty blood wheel eyes] under the gaze, see more:
That is one of the four basic forces of the universe, the strong interaction force.
It fixed the distance between each magic energy particle under the blood bead and even the blood bead microcosm, letting them hold each other, rotate, jump, as in the evolution of simulation of the material world they knew.
It was also like an invisible bond that continuously held the most microscopic particles together, like the bond of love and affection in the heart of every living creature, unseen but strongly present.
It is also like the promise in the dragon life, tiny in body but powerful in force, hidden in the depths of matter, yet like the deepest oath, firm in spite of its smallness, that binds the world together.
Like the flame in the soul of life, silent but powerful, and like the dark stars in the night sky, although they are dim, but under the quiet microcosm, it is like a river of stars.
Together they build a piece of heavy atomic nuclei, like a small arrangement of a small universe, in which the strong interaction force dances freely, and is brewing a destructive power beyond the common sense of all beings with a mysterious and determined force.
As if the female red dragon wearing a blood-colored cloak was guided by David’s [Arrogance] power, its claws and wings were raised as if it were holding a sword of power that represented one of the supreme powers of the universe.
She was merely just holding it, and before this magnificent and majestic power was even ignited by the divine fire, the terrifying magical radiation it emitted had already turned Pavla into a veritable mobile heavenly plague, the Crimson Calamity.
The waves of magical radiation pouring out from its surroundings penetrated the barrier of spatial reality, causing the demons passing by to rapidly dishevel, skin folds and scales peeling off, falling helplessly from the chains of faith.
If she in such a state were to be placed in a large city-state, I’m afraid that the few minutes she swept past would ‘kill’ tens of thousands of people in the next few days, causing hundreds of thousands of people to suffer from ‘magical energy radiation sickness’.
That terrifying wave of magical energy gradually became as if it was substantial, and even vaguely collided with that invisible wave of divine power, forming huge ripples in the sky, which actually caused the Prayer and Concordance people who were in the Divine Kingdom to feel a gust of tingling sensation on their skin.
She laughed fiercely as she looked around at the silhouettes of the gods of the divine Kingdom, just as David, who had crushed a boatload of Zhuoer with a single fart back then, with that endless frenzy in her eyes, simply the same.
At this moment, no matter whether it was the Prayers in the Kingdom of Gods, the Titans on their way or the Gisthereans coming out of the Monastery, all of them were staring in horror at the legendary red dragon that had suddenly started a divine war.
At the same time, it was as if a voice told them in their hearts.
Run away!
Run away!
It may not be too late to leave!
The power displayed by this red dragon seemed to be able to directly harm their soul essence.
Once they died, it was likely that they were truly ‘dead’.
Seeing as how a red dragon had already directly affected the morale of the entire Warrior’s Sleep.
This wasn’t even the Ascended God yet!
Even Tempus, who was the God of War, couldn’t help but give Pavla a deep look, and Ms. Strategy, who had received the will of the God of War, didn’t dare to delay the slightest bit further, and directly gave orders:
“Stop her!!!”
But both the Marauder Karevicius and the General of the Waves Velkor were not moving.
A Subordinate God naturally couldn’t command them as deities.
The only one he could command was Ushigar, the Father of Battle.
The bitter-faced Battle Father immediately leaned forward and swooped down towards Pavla, who was continuing her power ascension.
And he knew what he was about to face.
This legendary red dragon was the key to this divine battle.
And naturally, it was also the ‘Attack and Save’ of Tiamat, the Queen of the Five Colored Dragons.
Just as He was just getting ready to go head-to-head with a Dragon God, Tiamat, who was simultaneously biting the five chains of faith, looked as if she hadn’t even noticed Him, the Father of Battles, and the five pairs of pupils of her eyes, which were filled with intoxication, seemed as if only ‘His child’ was left in this moment – Pavla.
“It’s beautiful.”
Eyes revealing complexity, He both adored Pavla’s almost heaven-defying talent and envied her good fortune.
How He loved her so much, how He longed for her, all the while knowing that the child was trying to stay away from Him again .
Even more so, knowing that the only thing that could stop Pavla from ascending to God at this moment.
The only one who was the god of her faith, was Himself.
Unless He, in the name of God, ordered Pavela to stop.
Otherwise, today, no one will be able to stop her.
This tiny red dragon, born in the lair of the Brass Dragon and found by Him in the Ocean of Faith, has waited a hundred years for this moment.
She had waited a hundred years for this moment, and prepared for it for ten more.
In the end, this five-colored dragon queen Tiamat finally chose to .
To witness, and to remember.
Only without blessing.
The child has grown up.
There is no need for His blessing as the mother of the five-colored dragon.
The time had finally come for the Red Dragon to spread its wings and soar.
At the next moment, under the joint attention and witness of David and the Dragon Queen, and even the gods in the heavens and the prayers of those who were on the battlefield of the gods.
Pavela’s wings spread out!
Two terrifying hurricanes that tore through everything swept in the direction of the two dragon wings, and a third color appeared in the originally distinct sky.
It was an area that seemed to be shrouded under the red dragon’s wings, the
Endless.
Pure.
Scarlet blood color.
This is the Crimson Scourge!
Soon, the approaching Father of Battles found himself actually unable to take another step forward. His punch, which was enough to crack mountains and rocks after exhausting his life’s combat skills, was as if it was blocked before an insurmountable force field, rippling with invisible ripples.
“How is this possible!” Ushija was horrified.
He was a God!
A God who was actually stopped before the ‘domain’ of a non-God existence.
The Coulomb Barrier that was manifested by Pavla with the help of David’s [Pride]!
A dominating force that should only exist outside the nucleus of a heavy atom.
The Father of Battles, under pressure from the Father God behind him, was madly blasting the invisible barrier with all his might, but he wondered why the Father God hadn’t stepped in at this point.
Ushigar believed that the Father God Tampax, who had been able to survive that calamity of the Divinity War and win from the competition of thousands of war gods, could never be in the way of saving face and tie his hands.
It was more like He was jealous of something?
What exactly was He jealous of?
“He is scornful of the fact that He will attract the gaze and displeasure of my Lord Asmodeus by fighting a great battle in the lower realms.” Archduke Bail of Avernus, who was sitting on the bronze fortress watching the two factions of gods fight, shook the red wine glass in his hand and answered the questions of the Dark Demon Generals with a joyful smile.
Only he, the Archduke of Avernus who had risen step by step from a small inferior demon to his current position, knew.
The one who could stand out and become the ultimate winner in that kind of big competition might not be the one who could fight the most, but he was definitely the one who could live the most.
Whether it was the God of War, Tempus, or him, Bail, both were this kind of existence.
It was precisely because they had the same experience that they knew the limitations of their kind of existence.
That is, there is more than enough to keep things in place, but they are not as sharp as they should be.
This was also the reason why Asmodeus did not like the new Archduke of Avernus very much.
What existences like them preferred was the former Archduke Zariel, who had been betrayed and imprisoned by him in his expedition to the Bottomless Abyss.
They also like the red dragon girl in front of them, Pavla, who is a formidable being.
Only such an existence would not make those great men feel.
This world
is too boring.
With the moment the somewhat disheartened Bail threw the wine glass in his hand.
The wind stopped, the Kulun Barrier disappeared, and the world seemed to have come to a standstill.
Along with the blast of David [Pride] while out of that neutron source.
The curtain of blood that dyed the sky a third color was like a completely ignited divine fire that ran straight upwards, and in Pavla’s clenched claws and wings, it converged into the [Pantheon] that seemed to stretch endlessly, as if it had pierced through the barriers of the material realm, the astral realm, and the outer interfaces, and had rushed straight into the Conceptual Dimensional Realm.
“Heavy protonucleon.
“Fission Chain,” Pavla murmured softly in a sentence of words that no one but the traveling Davy could understand.
Looking at this scene made possible by his own hands, Davy, as if he were a single dragon lifting his mother’s divine kingdom from the material realm and ascending to the heavens by force, emitted pride and praise from his soul:
“Greatness! Pavla!!!”
“Chop ！！！！！！”
Pavla’s soft sigh on the wind was deafening to the ears of the gods.
There was no doctrine.
No declarations.
With only the faith of a dragon, a single move of magic energy chain chopping, the power to prove the Godhead.
The magnificent and scarlet God Slaughtering Sword ran through the interfaces of the four dimensions, and the sword cut through the God of War Divine Kingdom.
At the time of this God-shaking strike, the Father of Battle, Ushija, had already dodged at the first time by holding his divine body tightly, even if he was not struck by the frontal chopping blow, in the destructive reaction of the chain explosion of magic power in an instant, which in less than one-millionth of a second could cause 2.5×1024 protonuclear fission of each drop of dragon’s blood to occur, in the horrifying strike of the heaven and earth collapsing, he could not help but shoot out the divine power source, just like a grain of dust being blown to the ground like a grain of sand. Like a grain of dust, he was blown to a faraway region.
The God of War, Tampax, who was finally unable to sit still, incarnated in front of the God’s Kingdom, and met him like a giant in the sky, holding the shield of a divine artifact.
The scarlet magic energy chain reaction immediately shot out in both directions like a laser that had been hit by a three-pronged mirror.
Even though the incarnation of the God of War stood firm, everyone could see that this powerful incarnation of the God of War was actually blown two miles away by Pavla’s blow that had just ignited the divine fire, and the artifacts in her hands nearly melted.
The thousands of peaks and terraces that originally towered over the entire God’s Kingdom were like dominoes, breaking off and smashing into another, falling down one after another in a chain.
The permanent fortress and the Crimson Tower, symbolizing the Lady of Tactics, collapsed, the domain of Ushgadat was torn apart, the predator Karevicius was nowhere to be found, and the waves on the edge of the sea were superb.
The two sides of the sharp sound battlefield and the orc soil is the two straight stretching endless rift valley is broken apart, countless figures of the prayers as lifted up the smoke and dust, directly weathered.
When the chain reaction of this witnessing God’s Chop finally came to a standstill.
The gods were silent.
Only the God of War’s divine Kingdom was like snow bubbles under the blazing sun that couldn’t stop flying.
Countless fragments of the God’s Kingdom, broken like islands, were like thousands of shooting stars.
Falling into the outer realm of the hero’s domain, Joseph’s Garden.
Falling into the Star Realm.
Into the material realm where David and Pavla are right now.
Ellaria.
The defense structure of the God of War’s side of the Divine Kingdom was destroyed by a single blow from Pavla.
The gates to the Warrior’s Sleep have been opened.
The War God’s Side, which had lost its defense line, had no choice but to lure the enemy deeper and gain time to open up a second defense line.
Before the gate to the Kingdom of God, which had been sliced open by Pavla’s own claws, Pavla, who had already been certified as a god through the power of her power, was finally able to look squarely at her son and speak in a dignified manner:
“Thank you, my son, Davyutos.
“When a whale falls, all things are born, and in the millennia to come, Eralia, nourished by the legacy of the Kingdom of God, will be elevated from a Submaterial Plane to a new Primary Material Plane, and there is no telling what will happen.
“Under the covetousness of the gods, the defeat of the War God’s side has already been doomed, and Elariya, which has been reborn after this calamity, will surely become a target for all civilizations to scramble for and fight over.
“This is a new era, an era that we have created together.
“But I, for one, am about to go to the Warrior’s Sleep to fight and pay off Tiamat’s debt.
“Davyutos, as my eldest son, take good care of your sister Tania, and your father.
“But remember, too, that destiny is not the linear inevitability of those godly men, but a wilderness of infinite possibilities.
“As your mother, I once had no choice, but you do.
“So don’t look too far ahead, and live with reckless abandon like a true red dragon.
“Otherwise, wouldn’t it be boring to ‘cross over’ for a while.”
Even though he had already foreseen this scene, when he was about to part, David, who had been under his care for nearly ten years, still felt an inexplicable sadness:
“But my father and I haven’t had time to pay back our debts.”
But Pavela smiled and winked at him:
“I’ve already become a god, why don’t you just sacrifice to me? Anytime.”
“.” Davy.
“Tell your father to remember to pay his debts on time and dare to default on my Pavla’s debts.
“Beware of the divine punishment I send down.”
“Got it mom.” But as Davy smiled and wanted to say something else, Pavla, who was already striding towards the battlefield of the War God’s divine Kingdom with her head held high, her voice suddenly resounded in Davy’s mind:
“My child, if it is in your power, help me beat up the Drells, and that bunch of War God followers.
“And Tiamat, you can trust, you can cooperate, only don’t tie yourself too deeply to her.
“Her obsession with revenge runs too deep.
“Try, as much as possible, not to get involved.
“Finally, watch out, Bahamut.”
“Farewell, my son.
“May you live in the material world running wild and doing whatever you want.
“I will be in heaven, watching over you.”
Does anyone know how long the aftereffects of Samyang last? My throat hurts. My head hurts. Ah.
(End of chapter)