Creation Dragon

Even if mountains and rivers lay shattered and the land sank beneath the waves, Zhao Xu could keep his composure.

He had witnessed the joys and sorrows of humanity, seen heaven-shaking treasures descend before him, and held astonishing divine artifacts capable of destroying the world.

By now, he could even be called the supreme leader of the largest faction among Earth's human transmigrators.

Zhao Xu's experiences had forged within him the calmness to remain unmoved even if Mount Tai collapsed before his eyes.

But!

Lord of the Abyss!

Each of those four words weighed a thousand tons!

Their weight surpassed countless Yanan, and even Ernest's Secret Treasure could not compare.

They made him unconsciously turn his head.

Despite possessing all-encompassing Crab Turtle Vision, he still did it anyway.

Only after confirming that there truly was no one else beside him!

This "Lord of the Abyss" referred to him.

Zhao Xu!

But?

How?

This position had absolutely nothing to do with him, no matter how you looked at it!

Zhao Xu was not the sort of person who would lose his head because pie fell from the sky.

On the contrary, he would tear off a small piece and test it for poison properly, even if it went to waste.

Having lived two lives, Zhao Xu's greatest lesson was this: whatever happened, never rush to the front.

What you got might not be a feast. It might be a bullet instead.

"My greatest connection to the Abyss is probably this 'chaotic' alignment, right?" Zhao Xu said, conflicted.

In his Previous Life, he had originally been a die-hard member of the Good Alignment. Becoming an Arthurian police Paladin would have suited him perfectly; his values had been impeccable! That was also one of the reasons he and Zheng Xinyun had gotten together—they