Flying high above the forest, Todd used eagle eyes and perspective abilities to observe the blood stains scattered on the ground.

　　 While flying forward along the blood stains, Todd muttered to himself: "Where does this guy want to go?"

　　The blood stains went north from the battlefield, deep into the hinterland of the Kingdom of Connaught.

　　 After several hours of circling and tracking, Todd finally flew over to a circular arena built on the top of the mountain.

　　 "Will there be an arena in such a remote place?" Todd slowly lowered his height carefully and approached some buildings under him.

　　 Through some observations, Todd discovered that this arena only completed the basic civil construction and greening, and the decoration was not completed. At most, it can only be regarded as a half-built construction site. However, the stands of the arena were full of "people", crowding all the seats.

　　 What makes Todd strange is that these "audiences" in the stands are just sitting here still, without talking, or even moving, and the whole space is strange as if time has stagnated.

　　 lowered a little further, and Todd took a breath of surprise at the scene in front of him.

　　 Looking around, the thousands of "audiences" sitting there are not alive at all. They are all dressed corpses, some of which have even rotted into bones.

　　 Among these corpses, there are civilians in ordinary clothes, nobles in Chinese clothes, and even kings with scepters in hand and crowns on their heads.

　　 Everyone was nailed to the seat, their faces were forced to face the center of the arena, and a wooden stick was tied to their backs to support their bodies.

　　 Todd, who was stunned by the scene before him, slowly landed on the ground, looked at everything around him, and muttered, "What kind of lunatic is this that would do such a thing?"

　　 "Todd..."

　　 A weak voice sounded, and Todd turned around and saw the monster dragging its wounded leg forward at the entrance of the arena.

　　 "Cuchurin..." Todd opened the golden dragon pupil and waved the dragon wing toward the auditorium: "These! You did this?!"

Cuchurin, who was stabbed by the spear of death, was sluggish and weak. His upper body showed half of a human face, and he said in a low voice: "Here...this is the garden where I rest. It belongs to me. The Holy Land of the Soul..."

　　 Todd looked at Cuchurin in disbelief, his shock and anger made him forget his words.

"Look at the highest stand, where there are King Conchierber of Ulster and King Aigil of Connaught. Beside them are the kings or lords of small nations." Kuchurin smiled. Looking at the auditorium, she said like a few Jiazhen: "At the very front of the auditorium are the nobles of Ulster; behind the audience are the people of the kingdom..."

"Enough!" Todd slammed his forelimbs into the soil, and the huge impact smashed the ground into cobweb-like cracks: "I said something wrong before! What you did is even a beast. Not as good!"

Cuchurin stopped his movements, looked at Todd in the rage, grinned and said: "Todd, I have heard about you, I have always had a question for you... Suppose, now we encounter an invasion. It’s not Ulster, but Twilight, what would you do?"

　　 Todd was taken aback: "What did you say?"

　　 "You started from nothing and worked hard to build the Twilight City, if it fell to the current status of Ulster, what would you do?"

Seeing Todd falling into silence, Cuchulin continued: "When Twilight City was swallowed by the flames of war, the iron hooves of the invaders stepped on every inch of your land. The nobles only protected themselves, even traitors to the country for glory; and the people forgot about the kingdom. Glory, forsaken the original vow, and gave up the only faith... What would you do at that time?"

　　 Cuchurin stretched out his alienated limbs and pointed at the black dragon in front of him: "You will become as crazy as me... No, you will be more tyrannical and cruel than me."

　　 Todd raised the head of the dragon and stared at Kuchulin: "No, I'm not the same, and Muxicheng is also different..."

Cuchurin laughed, as if he heard the most interesting thing in the world: "Look at me, and then at yourself! We are no longer humans! What are we?! We are tyrants! We are beasts! Are we in beasts? Are there any distinctions between good and evil in the world?!"

　　 "What we need is flesh and blood, killing!"

Cuchurin paused for a moment, slowly lowered his forelimbs, and said with a sad expression: "But for you and me, the tyrannical behavior and terrifying appearance are just to keep the last little light in your heart, that is the motherland. ..."

　　 Todd frowned and looked at Cú Chulainn for a long time without speaking.

　　 Two tyrants, two wild beasts staring at each other on a land full of death and despair.

　　 After a long time, Todd spoke first: "Cuchurin, give up... Come back to the Land of Shadows with me, Skarha is waiting for you."

　　 Kuchurin shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Wait for me? You even tell lies so lame."

Pointing to the wound on his thigh, Cu Chulainn said to Todd: "Why did my teacher give you another dead silence? Are you really not understanding, or are you just pretending to be confused? This means she has given up. Me, it means that what she wants to see is my head!"

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Cuchurin’s spirit is getting worse and worse, the human form is gradually being swallowed up by the monster form, and his voice is getting lower and lower: "In the end, kings, nobles, and commoners have betrayed this country one after another, leaving me alone. Hard support; and the people I love, my fiancée, my friends, and my master, have also abandoned me one after another, leaving me alone to survive like a ghost... What did I do wrong? Why... "

　　 Finally, the last human eye on Cuchurin's face was swallowed into the monster's body, and there was no trace of human existence in his entire body.

　　 The monster's body began to mutate, and its size became larger again, reaching a height of about fifteen meters. Countless tentacles like iron whips grow on the back and chest, and countless compound eyes are like the holes of a honeycomb, blooming like flowers on the face of the wolf's head.

　　 The forelimbs gradually became thicker, and two huge sharp blades evolved, while the hind limbs slowly degenerated into sarcomas and retracted into the abdomen. Eight sharp claws protrude from the ribs, extend beyond the body surface, and become spider-like limbs.

　　 All these changes make the current Cuchurin look like a giant monster with tarantula legs.

　　 Todd looked at the monster in front of him and suddenly realized a troublesome fact.

　　 Kuchulin, who has completely lost his humanity, has entered the second form of tyrant.

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