I became the Great Old One

In the heart of the aliens, deep in the darkness.

It is a pale stone forest full of sharp stalagmites.

The black poisonous fog with a foul smell flows back and forth between the cracks of the stone forest like a veil, and the moonlight pours down, illuminating the hideous corpses pierced on the top of the stalagmites.

On each stalagmite, at least one tragic dead person is pierced.

Most of those corpses belong to the Dragonborn, and a few belong to other races on land.

There are hundreds or thousands of densely packed corpses, some of which have gradually dried up and turned into dry bones in the long years; some are still very fresh, with signs of decay on the corpses, blood mixed with internal organs dripping down the rough stone pillars to the ground, mixed with dust.

In the center of this stone forest.

It is a huge peak rising from the ground, hundreds of meters high, presenting a regular oval shape.

Looking from a distance, the shape seems to be some kind of huge egg.

When approaching.

With the help of the dim moonlight, it was discovered that it was not a mountain of some strange shape, but a flesh and blood monster entangled with countless dark red blood threads.

Countless rotten sores covered it, mixed with broken scales and various bloody bloated fats.

Hundreds of scarlet eyes wriggled irregularly on the flesh and blood.

It looked chaotic and evil.

It made people's scalps numb.

The alien evil god was also the most powerful monster born from the magic star.

In the ancient myths passed down by the dragon race, the evil god was a monster that only gods could kill and suppress, and was born for destruction. Just the filthy breath emanating from the body was enough to make a strong dragon warrior feel terrified.

Hundreds of years ago.

It was precisely because of the appearance of this evil god on the battlefield.

That caused the dragon race, which dominated the entire continent at that time, to turn from prosperity to decline.

And now.

After almost all the alien servants were slaughtered and destroyed by the Dragonborn, the alien evil god who had fallen into a long sleep finally began to gradually revive.

"Sizzle!"

Scarlet electric current flashed across the surface of the meat egg.

The eyes covering the surface of the meat egg began to turn back and forth restlessly. Amid the sound of flesh and blood tearing, hideous bone spurs pierced from the inside to the outside, and boundless black poisonous mist sprayed out from the inside of the huge meat egg like an explosion.

Bang!

There was a loud bang.

The meat egg was completely torn apart, and a huge monster appeared where the meat egg was originally.

His height was about 700 meters, not much different from Su Heng at this time. Behind him were wide wings like a bat, and three flat heads were connected by a slender neck and a slightly bloated body. There were also two long tails covered with scales behind him, and the ends of the tails were shaped like three-edged thorns, emitting dense metallic light under the cold moonlight.

Distorted, evil, huge...

The evil god deserves to be called the evil god. When seeing this monster for the first time, any life will think of similar emotions.

But now, Gagula, who just woke up from his sleep, is still a little confused.

He opened his mouth.

One of the heads emitted a low infrasound wave that ordinary people could hardly hear, calling on his followers to offer him delicious blood food to fill his hungry stomach due to a long sleep.

However, there was no response.

"What's going on? Did all the slaves run away to other places?" Gagula was a little confused. He opened his mouth again, and this time three heads emitted infrasound waves at the same time.

This sound wave has a strong penetrating ability.

It can spread Gagula's information to a radius of 100 miles, but as before, except for the harsh sound waves echoing repeatedly in the stone forest, no alien life appeared in front of Gagula.

At this time, Gagula finally found that something seemed to be wrong.

He raised his head, and his scarlet and brutal eyes penetrated the black poisonous fog that permeated the stone forest in front of him. A large number of corpses were found on the riverside. Countless slaves were cruelly chopped into pieces, and the corpses were piled into hideous hills.

Next to those corpses.

The guards formed by the dragonborn were patrolling back and forth, holding weapons seized from the enemy in their hands.

Several dragonborns who looked like leaders had entered the stone forest and walked carefully in the black poisonous fog. It seemed that they would appear in front of him in a short time.

"What are these guys doing here?"

Gagula was a little confused.

At the same time, he felt that he seemed to have seen the leading dragonborn, but he really couldn't remember who it was.

Gagula looked at the dragonborn in front of him, just like a child looking at the ants on the ground, and couldn't tell who was who. Gagula didn't choose to take action, just watching those dragonborns with bright red flame stripes appear in front of him.

"I understand!"

A complete thought flashed through Gagra's somewhat confused mind.

These little guys must want to be my servants and slaves just like those aliens.

Then just agree to them... Gagra thought to himself that for Gagra, being able to stay in one place and have food to eat all the time would naturally be a very good and comfortable life.

If they can't bring me enough food, or enough food to satisfy me.

Then just eat these little guys.

Creatures like Gargula have no clear concept of good and evil, and are driven purely by their simple instincts and emotions.

Unlimited power, unpredictable emotions.

It is precisely because of this.

Existences like Gargula are crowned as the evil god of natural disasters.

Unfortunately.

Gargula's idea was wrong, and the tallest of the dragonborn appeared in front of him.

Holding a red sword shining with fire in his hand, he mumbled a bunch of words that Gargula couldn't understand at all, and then the dragonborn holding the sword jumped high, and the giant sword wrapped in fire in his hand stabbed Gargula's chest.

"Hey, do these guys want to disobey me?" Gargula was stunned when he saw Adam's action.

A dozen meters long flaming giant sword.

Among the dragonborn, only Adam can easily wield the giant god's weapon.

But in front of Gagra, it was just a tiny toothpick. He didn't even bother to dodge, standing still. The armored scales covering his body were enough to break the long sword.

Swish!

However, something happened that surprised and angered Gagra.

The hard scales were pierced by the giant sword in Adam's hand like a wooden board, and the blazing flame of God exploded in Gagra's body.

The flames rolled, and a huge blister appeared on Gagra's body.

Although it healed and disappeared quickly.

But the pain caused by the injury was real.

Gagra was more angry than ever before, and the chaos brought by his long sleep was swept away.

"Roar!"

The mouths on his three heads opened at the same time, and the broad black wings seemed to connect the sky and the earth, and golden thunder flashed and wandered on Gagra's huge body.

This is the real wrath of God.

All the dragonborn were trembling in fear under the world-destroying thunder. Only Adam held a sword, stood in front of everyone, and stared at the evil god in front of him without fear.