Huh? Are they all real?

Faced with such a girl, Moon didn't know what to do.

She could only look at her sister, the second daughter among the three sisters.

The second daughter, who noticed that Moon asked for help, had no intention of paying attention.

But when she saw a hint of disappointment on Moon's face, she couldn't help but soften her heart.

Just as she said while hiding in Moon's arms.

She hated herself more and more for not living up to her expectations.

After sighing, the second daughter turned around and touched the top of the youngest girl's head and said:

"Be good, give it to him first, you still have to go to your sister. Besides, you have to finish your business first."

Under the persuasion of the second daughter, the youngest daughter who had been hiding behind her stood up with the holy sword.

She walked to Moon with her head down, one step at a time.

Then she handed over the holy sword.

"No, don't blame me"

Originally, there was nothing wrong before, and Moon even breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this was equivalent to finally easing up.

But then, the youngest daughter's frightened little animal-like voice instantly broke Moon's defense.

It was obviously his fault, but in the end she was begging not to blame her for such a trivial matter

What did I do, Origin?

So what should I do at this time?

Moen was not sure, but he knew what he wanted to do.

Moen put down the holy sword in his hand, took a step forward, and gently hugged the youngest daughter who was a little scared and timid.

In this strange and familiar embrace, the youngest daughter's emotions gradually calmed down, and she hugged Moon with her backhand.

And in the hands of the youngest daughter, behind Moon.

The second holy sword also peeled off and shattered, leaving only a section of the sword body held in the palm of the youngest daughter's hand.

With a slight lift downwards, the hilt of the holy sword placed on the ground by Moon flew into the hands of the youngest daughter and was recast with the sword body.

So far, the holy sword and the three sisters are only missing the last one.

——

Moen left the goddess of storms and went to the swallowed nameless world to fight against the dragons.

The goddess herself quietly watched Morn leave, and then stood there waiting for Morn's return.

She was not worried about Morn's safety, because the holy spear was in his hand.

She didn't think there was anything wrong with such waiting.

Because when the owner doesn't use the weapon, isn't it always placed aside and waiting for the next time to be picked up by its owner?

So, for the goddess of storms, this is her "weapon rack".

Everything is fine, whether it is the evil dragon lying like a dead dog, or the increasingly obvious dark moon in the sky.

After a while, the evil dragon, who felt that he had recovered his breath, suddenly asked the goddess uneasily:

"Respected goddess, that, it seems that something is wrong in the sky."

It is daytime now, the time of the sun, but the dark moon is floating in the sky, and it seems to be getting closer and closer to the human world.

Although he knew that it was not the real moon, the evil dragon, who also understood what the world of mysticism was like, still felt that it seemed to be more disturbing than the real moon getting closer.

After all, gods don't talk about physics.

But it is obvious that the goddess did not pay attention to the evil dragon's meaning.

She just stood there.

Seeing this, the evil dragon could only keep quiet and dig the soil silently to bury its head.

If you can't see it, it doesn't exist.

So, the dragon turned into an ostrich.

Just when the evil dragon buried its head in the soil, its genius brain burst out with a wonderful idea, and hurriedly got out of the soil and said:

"Also, respected goddess, I, I, after all, this magic circle is carved with my blood, so, ah, I don't mean to ask for rewards or anything, serving the gods and the king is what every citizen of the New World should do."

"I, I just said, if something happens, can you please take care of me a little? After all, what if I need to use the blood of a living foreign dragon in the future? Don't you agree?"

This sentence instantly made the goddess look at it.

It was frightened and said hurriedly:

"Ah, ah, ah, I am definitely not threatening you or anything, please be clear about this, my respect for the great Lionheart King is as endless as the rivers in the world!"

"I just have such a worry from the bottom of my heart, um, of course I have a little bit, I swear it's just a little bit, I hope you can take care of my life by the way, after all, there is indeed this possibility, isn't it?"

Looking at the evil dragon looking at her pitifully, the goddess thought for a while and felt that there was indeed this possibility and said:

"I know."

The evil dragon was slightly relieved, but wanted to continue asking, but after looking at the goddess's eyes without any emotion, he shut up and continued to dive into the soil.

In this case, it dared not leave here.

At least the goddess will really take care of it.

It's just that it may never think of it, maybe leaving is a good thing.

Because it had just buried its head in the soil again, it heard another voice through the soil:

"Although I already know your identity, it is too embarrassing, stranger."

Then there was the sound of something huge falling to the ground.

It remembered this sound.

It was the only true god of the dragon species, and the last ancient dragon.

The only ancient dragon who did not pursue becoming a god, but the only one who survived and ascended to godhood.

How he ascended to godhood is still a mystery, because he himself does not know why.

Historians from ancient times to the present can only speculate that it may have something to do with him being the last ancient dragon.

It may be the blessing of the original, or it may be what the other ancient dragons did before they died.

There are all kinds of statements, but none of them have any evidence.

Perhaps only the eldest sons of that year can know the reason, but the eldest sons have all left and returned to the embrace of the original.

So, this has become a mystery that will probably never have an answer.

After realizing who came, the evil dragon chose to continue hiding in the soil and pretending to be dead in all kinds of entanglements.

As a dragon, it should be the most failed in history.

But in terms of survival, it may be the most successful among the dragon species.

Although it is just a stranger in the skin of a dragon species.

But the more it is like this, the more dissatisfied the ancient dragon is. The other party directly pinched its neck and pulled it out of the soil like pulling a carrot.

Looking at this "fellow" in front of him with dirt and stones all over his head.

Even though he ascended to the godhood with the body of an ancient dragon, he still couldn't hold back:

"You really leave me speechless."

Looking at this ancient dragon, who can be said to be the strongest god in history, speaking to him like this.

The evil dragon was already trembling with fear, and almost peed on the spot.

"I need it to be alive."

Fortunately, the goddess' voice sounded like the sound of nature at this time.

This made the evil dragon feel relieved.

What surprised him even more was that when the goddess spoke, the other party also said:

"I don't want to kill it either."

After saying that, she threw this unfortunate thing aside, and let it continue to hide itself in the soil as an ostrich dragon.

Glancing at this scene, the ancient dragon, who felt his eyebrows twitching, forced himself to look directly at the goddess in front of him.

Facing this ancient dragon species known as the strongest god.

Goddess Denise just looked up and asked:

"Do you know everything?"

"I know some, but not all."

"I thought if it was an ancient dragon, he would still maintain his pride."

This sentence made the ancient dragon slightly shift his gaze and said:

"Those children have been cursed for too many years. They have been enslaved by wealth and become puppets. I can't continue to accept this reality."

"So, I won't stop them. I'm sorry for the losses I've caused you. I will try my best to compensate, but now."

The ancient dragon turned his head back and said to the goddess condescendingly:

"Goddess Rongomyniad, take back the holy spear immediately and take your king away, otherwise, we can only go to war."

In fact, he only knew the details not long ago.

Before this, he only knew that his own people were doing something.

Some things that may not be very in line with the pride of the dragon species.

His attitude towards this is tacit.

Because all the ancient dragons left, the curse that the new generation has been carrying since birth, countless years of loneliness, etc., have made him exhausted until now.

He was tired, and he wanted to change.

So he could neither support nor oppose, so he could only acquiesce.

But at this point, he found that he could not even acquiesce.

So, he simply stood up and stood beside his own people.

He threatened the goddess in front of him.

"You will not be my opponent without the Holy Spear, so turn back. As long as you stop, I will do my best to give you an explanation."

"I don't want to kill you, this is my last concession."

The ancient dragon knew what that world was like, after all, his brothers had tried it once.

He knew that the king holding the Holy Spear would never be someone they could fight against.

So he had to use a more direct way to force the other party to give in.

In other words, the goddess's answer was also very simple and straightforward:

"I am a weapon, how can a weapon go against its master?"

"So, your answer is no?"

The huge ancient dragon narrowed his eyes slightly.

Next to him was a storm that was gradually rising and forming.

"Not only do you not have the Holy Spear, you are also far away from the sea. In this case, what can you use to fight me?!"

As the ancient dragon's voice gradually became heavier, He suddenly slapped the ground with one claw.

The ritual carved with the blood of the evil dragon instantly collapsed.

At the same time, it also marked the outbreak of the war of gods.

First, the evil dragon was blown into the sky by a violent storm that was not sure whether it came from the goddess or the ancient dragon.

It was a giant anyway, and it had no room to resist in front of this force.

It could only watch itself fly high in the sky.

Then it fell down weightlessly.

Fortunately, it was not too useless, and remembered that it was now a dragon and could fly.

But even so, it flapped its wings hurriedly but could not stabilize its body.

Because even at such a high altitude, it was turned upside down by the aftermath of the battlefield below.

The storm and the dragon's roar almost tore its body apart.

It could only fly towards the sun desperately.

That was the only light it could see at this time.

The battle between the gods below had just begun, turning the entire sky and the earth into chaos.

Only the light of the sun could slightly guide its way out.

At this moment, it didn't even know if it was flying backwards.

It could only keep shouting in fear:

"Oh my god, oh my god! Mom, I'm scared, I don't want to play anymore, anyone is fine, anyone is fine, save me, save me! It's too scary!"

The crying evil dragon tried hard to fly towards the only light it could still see.

That had become its only hope.

The dragon, which was a veritable mountain when it stood up, was as helpless as a small boat in the aftermath of the battle between the two true gods.

Even in this situation, it was still alive because the two true gods wanted it to live, otherwise, with its size, it might have been taken away by something at the beginning.

But even so, it found that the sun was also blocked while it was flying.

The only light source that could serve as its guide disappeared.

This made it collapse and shout:

"Ahhh! Wow wow wow! Original, goddess, anyone is fine, God, save me! Woo woo woo, this place is too scary, I want to go home, I want to go home!"

The crying evil dragon could only struggle to float in the wind and rain.

But after struggling for a while, it gave up struggling.

Because it had seen more than once that it didn't know whether it was one or several mountains, and the huge fragments formed after the collapse flew past its eyes.

'Forget it, wait for death, this is fucking no fun! '

With such thoughts, the evil dragon, which couldn't fly out anyway and couldn't find up, down, left, and right, completely gave up treatment.

Prepare to wait for a mountain to fly over and smash itself to death, and then send it back to its home in the human alliance.

Maybe because it completely gave up struggling, it was a little leisurely to watch the concept of the war of gods.

Although it was not clear because of the wind and sand everywhere.

But judging from the mountain fragments that were larger than it had seen before, this was indeed a force beyond its imagination.

Moreover, it finally understood what high-sequence divine power was.

Because it heard the roar of the ancient dragon:

"You can't beat me, give up! Without the master's weapon, there is no threat at all, don't you understand?"

The evil dragon judged that the voice should be far away from it.

But as soon as it heard it, it felt the tearing of its body and soul.

Even this terrifying battlefield seemed to be suppressed and solidified.

Is the Storm Goddess going to lose?

This was the first reaction of the evil dragon.

Although it was true, after all, she was a powerful god who was made by the ancient dragon. The Storm Goddess not only did not have the Holy Spear, but also stayed away from the sea as her home.

It was normal to be defeated.

But would it be too fast?

Moreover, if the goddess lost, would I really be fine?

While the evil dragon was thinking, it saw another scene beyond its cognition.

The dark blue moonlight tore through the sky covered by the storm.

The cold dark moon that had been approaching the world shone her endless brilliance above this devastated land.

With the sudden intervention of the dark moon, not only did the storm and the yellow sand brought by the divine power clear up instantly.

Even the two true gods in the center of the battlefield were seen by the evil dragon.

The goddess did not lose, but she did seem to be at a disadvantage.

Moreover, judging from the expressions of these two, they seemed to be surprised by the arrival of the dark moon?

Thinking of this, the evil dragon couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

Wouldn't it escalate into a melee between three gods?