Chapter 588 - Chapter 588: Chapter 337 (1/2)
Chapter 588: Chapter 337
World Core.
Compared to a reality filled with various industrial pollution, and man-made environmental damage.
The sky here is azure, mirrored like the sea surface.
Clouds stretch on continuously, like thick ink and heavy color on a scroll painting.
It’s more like a beautiful dreamland where humans have never existed.
This scenery,
Has remained unchanged through tens of thousands of years.
However,
At the moment when King hurls his world consciousness to the ground.
A storm,
Instantly disorients the scroll.
A gigantic visible wave of air spreads in the clouds above.
Following closely, is the piercing and sharp howl.
A black thread breaks through the clouds, streaking across the sky like a meteor.
Eventually,
It crashes into the continent on the ground with a bang.
That continent is a reflection of a real world continent, but it shows no signs of human habitation.
At first, there is no sound.
It seems like the scroll painting is frozen again.
But after a short pause.
Disaster,
Begins.
Centring where the world consciousness fell.
Boom!!!
Magma erupts from the ground like a pillar of fire.
Spiderweb-like fractures start to spread wildly.
From the bottomless crevices, you can clearly see the faintly visible red magma.
The visible shockwave, like an eraser,
Erases everything on the surface wherever it goes.
A scene like doomsday intensifies in just a few seconds.
Until the end,
King, standing high in the skyline, can clearly see the fragmenting of the continent.
“Hahaha!”
Wild laughter echoed in the skyline.
King’s face was filled with excitement.
As if venting the resentment that had been suppressed in his heart for tens of thousands of years.
King stomps vigorously on the air.
Then another shockwave erupts.
His figure plunges towards the ground at a speed faster than the world consciousness, rushing towards the soon-to-be-destroyed land.
The solid rock layer offers no resistance to his body.
The scorching magma brushes over his skin’s surface, like a gentle breeze and a light rain, causing no harm at all.
Until the end,
King arrives later, again standing before the world consciousness.
He faces the cold gaze within the fog.
He faces the suffocating silence that’s the same as always.
He gives the world consciousness no chance to breathe.
His hand, radiating with a scarlet glow, shoots out again, and grabs it in a tight grip.
King grins.
His smile, is full of savagery.
“Look at you now.”
His voice, is full of lethal intent.
“So weak and pitiful.”
King’s arm turns ephemeral in an instant.
His muscle-swollen fist, like a cannonball, splits the air, and smashes into the ethereal fog.