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Even she shouldn't be underestimated.
"What do you think?" Yalin asked in return, a cryptic smile on his face.
"I believe the truth is pretty much the same, but there's no need to delve into it further."
She looked at Yalin, suppressing her desire to devour him.
"While this level is still insufficient to face the upcoming storm, you undoubtedly possess incredible abilities."
In just six months, it has grown to the point where it can contend with beasts and even subtly suppress them.
Even though she is not in her complete form at present, she is still enough to bring world-ending disaster.
If he continues to improve his strength at this rate, when all the beasts turn their gazes toward him, Yalin, with his strength at that time, might not be without a chance of victory.
As Draco thought this, a mixture of regret and admiration welled up within him.
It seems she can't devour the other party for the time being.
Tsk, the person I've been watching for over a decade has grown up to this extent. Thinking about it now, it's quite disheartening.
"So, can you tell me the real reason for your descent into the world?" Arlin asked Draco again.
Even if you know the other person came for you, you still need to know the specific reason.
If the other party is not willing to explain, then he will not hesitate to use his talent.
"Want to know the answer? Sure." Draco stared at Arlin for a moment, then slowly said with a pleased smile.
"However, let's talk about Yu's Golden Theater first before discussing anything else."
She could consider it an achievement to retreat like this, but she would be unwilling to give up until she had tested Yalin's full strength.
As a beast, she couldn't even fully understand a human she had watched grow up, and this humiliation made it difficult for her to leave peacefully.
"Embrace the melting golden theater?"
A thought flashed through Yalin's mind, and he instantly remembered Draco's Noble Phantasm.
If Nero's Noble Phantasm is to materialize his own mental landscape, constructing a golden theater to imprison and weaken his opponent, making the environment and rules favorable to himself.
Draco's Golden Theatre, on the other hand, involves imprisoning enemies within it, trapping them in despair, and ultimately shattering the Golden Theatre along with them, resulting in destructive power far exceeding common sense.
Even though she hasn't been able to control the seven-headed, ten-crown red dragon, the black mudflow is unlikely to have a substantial impact on Yalin, thus reducing its effectiveness by more than half.
However, as a Noble Phantasm of the Beast of Sodom, its power is still quite outrageous.
Even though I'm confident in myself, I'm not really keen on taking a direct hit.
As Arlin reminisced, Draco laughed loudly, "What are you thinking about? I'm not giving you a choice."
As the former Rose Emperor, she was quite willful.
In particular, the creation of the Golden Theater was due to her whim.
It was established so that the people of Rome could enjoy her flawless singing voice.
As an artist who considered herself a match for the God of Music, she had no doubt about her talent in this area.
Yes, after the theater opened for the first time, many audience members left during the first performance.
Outraged by this, she sealed off all entrances and exits for the second performance, keeping them closed until the end of the show. As a result, no one was able to leave the theater early, all immersed in her singing.
It is this legend that makes the Golden Theater her most prized Noble Phantasm.
If Draco were a child, he might be ashamed to associate with Nero and would think that such a Nero was foolish.
But Draco, who is now nearing adulthood, is deeply proud of it.
Therefore, she was determined to let Yalin appreciate the wonders of that golden theater.
If the timing weren't so bad, she would even like to sing a song with all her heart, letting the world know what true heavenly music is.
This has made countless people her most loyal fans.
Draco never doubted this.
She raised the Greatsword, Endfire, high, and the Golden Theater appeared and expanded in an instant.
The magnificent palace showcases a corner of what was once Rome, ultimately enveloping Arlin.
Lust, greed, pride...
The moment Yalin entered the theater, he was overwhelmed by a barrage of negative emotions.
The original seven deadly sins attempted to ignite his inner desires and depravity, leading him to become addicted to this glamorous theater.
Even though the Seven-Headed Ten-Crown Red Dragon is not here, it does not prevent this theater from functioning.
Yalin's eyes lit up slightly at this; he truly lived up to his reputation as a fallen beast.
Rather, it would be more accurate to say that these beasts and his affinity are exceptionally good.
The Command Seal in his hand was faintly burning hot at this moment, causing his expression to shift slightly.
"Yarin, what do you think of my Golden Theater?" Draco's voice echoed throughout the theater, his tone brimming with undisguised pride.
"In my personal opinion, it's quite good."
Even though the theater was filled with desire and original sin, for Yalin, there was a kind of intense beauty.
"Hmm, you have good taste. I'm really growing to like you more and more." Draco was very satisfied with this answer.
"The rest of the performance is about to begin. Enjoy this golden theater that embraces melting away!"
Volume 1: Chapter 51: Humanity: Oh no, the Beast Master has appeared (4k)
As Draco finished speaking, scorching flames surged from the ground beneath the Golden Theatre, and a raging, towering inferno roared above the theatre.
Amidst the swirling flames, the heads of seven crimson dragons emerge from the ashes, soaring above the theater to deliver the final judgment upon the prisoners within.
"Calamity comes from the sea, so accept my embrace. Golden theater, let us dissolve and shatter together here."
Draco smiled merrily.
Even though the seven-headed, ten-crowned red dragon is not here, Draco, as the true form of the sixth beast, has the authority to manifest it as an instinct.
"Blooming flames, roaring cries, seven dragons, transform into my wings and fly! Embrace those before you, dissolve them, devour them."
At Draco's command, the seven-headed red dragon, wreathed in raging flames, coldly stared at Arlin. The dragon's roar echoed throughout the theater, and its heads instantly gathered a terrifying amount of energy.
The constraints from the Golden Theater were simultaneously applied to Yalin's body, and the desires originating from the Seven Deadly Sins transformed into the strongest invisible chains, making it difficult for him to resist the flames that were enough to burn the world.
The mud, symbolizing both prosperity and decadence, spread from all around, eroding and corrupting his body and mind.
"In that case, let me test the Sixth Beast's abilities."
Faced with Draco's warm hospitality, Arlin raised his longsword, pouring golden magic into it violently, transforming it into a sword light that shone brightly in the sky and cleaved through the heavens, instantly severing all desires and constraints in the theater.
The entire theater was bathed in light, melting away like snow.
When the seven dragon heads successfully nurtured the energy that could annihilate all laws and lunged at him, Yalin unleashed a strike powerful enough to destroy the world.
With an unparalleled explosion, space was completely torn apart, the entire Golden Theater was shattered in an instant, and the true face of the world was revealed once again.
The surface of the deep Pacific Ocean was ablaze, the endless flames and impacts evaporating the entire area.
The dazzling golden light left an indelible mark on the seabed of the Pacific Ocean.
"Ghostly leeks X Qi kick @ Yin Cough cough!"
Amidst the raging flames, Yalin's body turned completely black, his flesh and blood resembling charcoal.
As expected of the Sixth Beast's Noble Phantasm, even with various limitations, burning mountains and boiling seas are far from sufficient to express its power.
Yalin's ability to face the wave head-on truly shows that he gave it his all.
Nevertheless, his body was on the verge of death.
He took a deep breath, activated his Phoenix talent, and instantly recovered to full health.
"Your recovery ability is simply incredible!" Draco exclaimed in astonishment. Even after taking a hit from her Noble Phantasm, he was still able to maintain his peak combat power.
As expected of someone from outside the origin.
On the contrary, her body, which was made of ether, was mostly damaged and could dissipate at any moment.
Yalin stared at Draco, and the next moment his longsword was pressed against her pale neck: "This farce is finally over. Tell me the truth. Why are you so obsessed with me?"
“Because you are an existence outside of the Root.” Draco said quite frankly, unconcerned about the threat of the longsword.
"If I could devour you, perhaps this beast of evil, as a human being, could transcend its limitations and undergo further transformation."
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Yalin found this reason absurd.
According to this logic, he has become the flesh of Tang Sanzang?
"To what extent can it transform?" Yalin asked curiously.
Who is stronger, me or Tang Sanzang?
"I don't know, because everything is unknown."
"If we could ascend to the heavens in one step, perhaps we could reach the 'end' like that enlightened one." Draco said seriously, trying to make Arin realize the gravity of the situation.
"Although the probability is extremely small, it is not impossible. Your origin is outside the source, and your essence is difficult to be affected by the myriad laws and principles of the world."
That is why the Daughter of the Root cannot see your destiny from the root.
Ultimately, you were not recorded as a part of the Root. Within you lies all possibilities.
"So, there's a possibility that it might die immediately after swallowing me, right?" Yalin noticed the blind spot and couldn't help but complain.
These beasts are using him for a lottery.
For a beast, devouring Yalin is like opening a blind box.
You might win the lottery and transcend everything, or you might gain nothing, or there's even a chance of indigestion leading to bad luck.
Draco was even willing to risk his life for this slim chance, which left Arlin with mixed feelings.
“For a beast, being devoured isn’t entirely without a safety net, is it?” Draco offered a different opinion.
"At least, your ability to absorb emotions and endlessly strengthen yourself is equally effective against beasts that are evil in humans."