In the endless chaos, it is impossible to describe its huge divine tree rooted in it. The countless branches and buds grew. Then, in the endless years, nine fruits were nurtured - nine interconnected but independent worlds were born.

That was the beginning of the birth of the nine worlds. At the moment when the world was born, the innate divine authority was born in the world. They divided their camps with their respective birthplaces, and then they were hostile to each other and fought against each other.

This is a magnificent and magnificent war, and the existences who can be called gods fight each other, and then the gods fall in the war, and a new race is born on their corpses.

The wars of gods have brought endless destruction, but they have also brought endless prosperity. The fall of a god may also represent the emergence of a new population.

In the endless war, a powerful god clan gradually took the lead and gained an absolute advantage over other camps that claimed to be god clans.

Then, the war ended, and the winning tribe monopolized the name of the gods, and did not allow those who survived and lost people to regard themselves as gods.

The story only begins here. The winning race is favored by the will of the world. They gained the authority to control the nine realms. They can control the movement of the sun and the moon, and wind, rain, thunder and lightning, all under their control.

The power of the gods is becoming increasingly huge with the support of the world. Among them, there are even existences that can peek at destiny, and everything is under its control.

With the support of the world, the more powerful the gods became more and more arrogant. The defeated people who would make them alert at the beginning became increasingly different from them, and they could only become the training of new gods.

As a result, the entire gods began to fall. They abandoned their courage and passion for fighting the nine realms at the beginning of creation. They were addicted to enjoyment and enjoyed the offerings of all races bred on the corpses of the gods.

Debauchery and tyrannical nature are the best interpretation of the depravity after the fallen gods. They are no longer the leaders who can lead the nine realms to advance, but become exploiters.

The Nine Realms have become the so-called entertainment venue for the gods, and all races have become playthings for the gods. Therefore, the world will that originally favored the gods began to be angry.

Then, destruction began to be nurtured under the will of the world, but because in the early stages of creation, the will of the world was too favored by the gods, they concentrated on the birth of the existence that could spy on the future and interpret the fate.

Therefore, when destruction was still in its innateness, the gods of the gods, who possessed the name of the God King, left the gods and strangled all the buds of destruction!

Time and again!

The will of the world became even more angry, but he could do nothing, because the whole world could no longer find a population that could compete with the gods. And He did not give birth to an opportunity to destroy these fallen gods.

“…”

After Diapolo absorbed and digested the message sent to him by the Demon Lord, he was speechless for a long time. Then he looked at the big snake in front of him before speaking carefully.

"Brother, we have no grudges, don't you make a fool of me like this, right?"

"Although the story I told before may have caused you to do something impulsive, it is your own decision. You can't rely on me. At most, I will only take on a secondary responsibility, and no matter how much it is, it will be an instigation."

Diapolo wanted to escape, but he knew he couldn't escape, so he stayed there without moving.

"That thing has nothing to do with you."

The Demon Lord did not show any special emotions about what Diapolo suddenly mentioned.

"Would you like to come and help me now?"

"Brother, I really want to help you, but I really can't do it. This is not something I can participate in."

Diapolo already understood what the big snake was trying to come to find him. He planned to pull him to launch Ragnarok with him and reshape the world order. Just kidding, is this kind of thing what a legendary dragon should do?

"I promise that your life will not be threatened. We are different from these local creatures in the world. We come from the void. Even the three goddesses of fate in this world will definitely not predict our existence. You don't have to worry that the God King will attack us."

"hehe!"

Diapolo smiled dryly and didn't say anything. In his opinion, the great world called the Nine Realms was simply a bottomless deep pit. If he jumped in, he would really sink to the bottom if he couldn't even splash.

"What do you think of the body I have now?"

Seeing that Diapolo didn't want to accept the invitation, the Demon Lord had to take out his trump card.

“Very powerful!”

Diapolo was very proud of the body that Dimozhu now possessed. It was indeed very strong, not weaker than the original ones, or even stronger, but that aura was too aggressive.

"Do you want to have a similar body?"

"...I don't understand what you mean!"

"In order to destroy the gods and reshape the world order, the will of this world has nurtured three destructive beasts, devouring the world snakes, destruction wolves, and dragons that can eat the world tree!"

The Lord of the Demon described to Diapolo in more detail what was not included in the message just passed,

"But these three heads are still in the stage of growth and fertility, and they are learned by the Goddess of Destiny, and then the God King takes action and kills them one by one, leaving only three bodies with power and no control of the soul."

"So, do you accept the commission invitation of the world's will and take over the body of the snake that devours the world?"

Diapolo suddenly realized, and he said, why did this big snake that seemed to be able to carry everything and encompass everything, in the blink of an eye, become a destructive snake that seemed to destroy the entire world and devour everything.

"Yes, for me, this body just allows me to exert my due power, but you are different. If you can take over the black dragon that is destined to bite off the roots of the world tree in destiny, you will get a greater improvement than me."

The Lord of the Demons was tempted to Diapolo, hoping to invite the only distant friend he knew to help him.

“…”

Diapolo grinned. It would be fake to say that he was not moved, but the price of taking advantage was too high. It would be difficult to start Ragnarok in a big world and re-order the difficulty of re-ordering it.

"And as far as our respective responsibilities are concerned, the dragon only needs to chew off the world tree, and does not need to participate in the battle. The danger is the lowest."

"You ask me to think about it again." Diapolo did not refuse bluntly at this time.

"Do you want to divide some of your souls first and come and take a look?"
Chapter completed!