Quick Wear High Martial Arts: The system wants me to be a dog

The creatures have no flesh and blood; their bodies seem to be sculpted from solidified darkness, and their surfaces flow with a ghostly light that is deeper than nothingness. When light falls on them, it is not reflected but completely swallowed up.

Its size and stature were so great that it seemed to be able to shoulder the desolate sky and tread on the stellar remains of the void. Just by standing there quietly, it gave people the illusion that the entire desolate realm was slowly rotating around it.

The head resembles some ancient dragon's head, but it is more ferocious and more majestic.

Three pairs of twisted horns grow from its forehead, like a shattered crown, and between the horns, countless tiny scenes of galaxies being born and dying are appearing.

Its true face is blurred, as if seen through a constantly flowing black curtain of water, with only its eyes clearly visible...

Those were not eyes, but two solidified, bottomless wells of "the end".

No images are reflected in the well; only the final moments of everything returning to silence and all paths collapsing are constantly being repeated.

From the back of its neck to its incredibly broad back, countless sharp bone spurs, like dark crystals, grew. The tip of each spur dripped silently a viscous, black liquid that seemed capable of corroding concepts.

These fluids fell and gathered at his feet, forming a silent pool that swallowed everything.

The Great Demon God's domineering and insane demonic eyes condensed to an unprecedented extreme when they met the gaze of this being.

Boom boom boom,

Two powerful forces collided, seemingly piercing through eternity.

The Great Demon God looked at the living beings and said coldly, "The source of annihilation can no longer be concealed. You will ultimately fail to achieve the Heavenly Canopy and become the black hand that wreaks havoc on the world. You may die now."

Upon hearing this, the creature merely scoffed, shook its head, and said, "What do you know? Pacifying the world? The mastermind behind it all?"

“You are wrong. I am not as good as you. I am just a pitiful person. We living beings are helpless in the face of annihilation.”

"However, remember this: Annihilation is irresistible. Even if you defeat the Heavenly Dao, you still cannot erase Annihilation."

The impact of the flood

The two were charging forward frantically.

The Great Demon God sneered, "Are you a pitiful person?"

"What is there to be helpless about? There is only death. At our level, what is there that we cannot see through? Why must we be puppets for others?"

"For countless epochs, I have served as a stepping stone for others."

The creature shook its head. "You don't understand."

Boom boom,

The next moment, the two clashed, their terrifying power...

"What is it that you can't see through? Why do you insist on being a puppet for others?"

The great demon god's roar exploded like billions of thunderbolts in the silence.

His massive demonic body suddenly leaned forward, and dark purple demonic light erupted with an unprecedented concentration, transforming into a gigantic hand that blotted out the sky.

It was as if a universe about to return to nothingness was being nurtured in the palm of his hand.

Carrying an overbearing will that devours all laws, it slammed down fiercely towards the annihilated creature.

"I am a puppet? Ha... You struggle to cross the river, unaware that you yourselves are also caught in the net."

The creature's sneer carried a chilling mockery, as if it had seen through the truth.

Without dodging or evading, it suddenly raised its six enormous tentacles, and countless suction-cup-like black holes on them expanded abruptly, frantically tearing apart all concepts of existence around it.

Light, space, time.

Even the immense demonic energy unleashed by the Great Demon God was forcibly twisted and torn apart, swallowed into that eternal darkness.

boom,

Click! !

An indescribable roar erupted.

At the center of the collision between the demonic hand and the tentacles, there was no energy dissipation, only an absolute void rapidly spreading.

It is a void deeper than annihilation itself, a trace where even the concept of "destruction" itself has been completely erased.

At the edge of the Great Demon God's demonic hand, the dark purple light dimmed at a visible speed.

Then, it melted away, as if erased by an invisible eraser.

On the tentacles of that annihilated creature, fine cracks also appeared, and the dripping black fluid became even more turbulent.