Huh? Are they all real?

The war between gods has gradually subsided, and the earth is only ferocious.

Both goddesses raised their eyebrows and looked down.

In a two-on-one situation, they obviously had the absolute upper hand.

Even when the battle started for the first time, they had already severely damaged the other party.

However, the ancient dragon did not die.

At first, they thought that the other party had hidden some trump card, but later they found that it was not.

Because the other party was also puzzled by this.

The huge body was already riddled with holes, and the wings that covered the sky and the sun were torn apart by the storm.

The most critical godhood, the dragon heart, was even half frozen by the moonlight.

This is enough to kill most gods, although it is not even considered an injury for some gods with special paths in this world.

But Coruscanx is obviously not one of those special paths.

So, why didn't he die?

The huge ancient dragon barely supported his body to stand.

He did not look at the goddess in the sky, but looked down at the ground below.

A silver dragon tooth had broken in his claws covered with hideous wounds.

After a moment, he said:

"It's over."

That was the dragon tooth of Polesanx, and its breaking also meant the death of Polesanx.

As one of the three blasphemous dragons, since it died, it meant that the three of them had completely failed.

After all, this was an indispensable path to godhood, not mutual achievement, but the presence of all three.

Moreover, this did not necessarily mean that only the other party died, but it was more likely that it also died.

Of course, although Polesanx was also called Shanks and regarded as an ancient dragon, in fact, it was not an ancient dragon in the true sense.

Because it was a skeleton dragon born from the corpse of an ancient dragon.

It was a dragon species that appeared because of the rampage of the Lost in the Third Age.

Korosanx once thought it was his brother who had resurrected, but after he began to contact it, he knew that it was just a newborn dragon species with the real Polesanx body.

Even the dragon species that appeared in this way was carrying that damn curse.

But even so, He accepted the existence of the other party and gave it the name of the other party's original body.

That is, Polesanx who blew the west wind!

It is said that it even joined the coalition when the pure white Aurora intervened in the Seven Hills.

And because of this, the dwarves prepared the dragon-striking crossbow as if they were facing a great enemy, but in the end, until King Turin temporarily returned and the Seven Hills incident ended, the other party never appeared.

Now that I think about it, it should have indeed joined, but it is just like the later Heather family version of Drakarian, who took the money and ran away.

This is something that Morn did not notice. If he had noticed it at the time, he might have realized what happened in the New World earlier.

But then again, how could Morn notice it?

After all, it was just a rumor, and the other party did not appear from beginning to end.

But in any case, this is telling Coruscanx that everything is over.

Once Polesanx, who turned into a Linde worm, died, the other two were only alive temporarily even if they were still alive.

After all, they copied a road of no return that could only succeed and not turn back.

Either win everything or lose everything.

Their failure did not make Coruscanth regret much.

What really made him despair was that they took away almost all the dragon species.

That was an insurance prepared to prevent accidents, to lift the curse when he ascended to godhood, and to force him to take a stand.

It died, and the dragon species died with it.

So, as the only god of dragon species, are you really not going to stand up and help?

The result is obvious, Coruscanth really stood up.

But

The broken dragon teeth were taken away by the breeze.

The goddesses in the sky found that this ancient dragon that could not be killed seemed to have lost all its strength at this moment.

The light in its eyes gradually dimmed, and the head that was once proud and high now drooped like a withered flower with the remaining dragon wings, no longer able to face the sky.

Every dragon scale on its body was like rusty armor, exuding the sadness of the end of the road, chewing loneliness alone in silence.

Its huge body slowly fell down, like a collapsed lonely mountain.

He was no longer a god, he had lost all his strength.

It was just a dragon that didn't even know why it was still alive.

The lonely mountain that supported the dragon species for several epochs finally collapsed.

"What happened to it?"

The Dark Moon Goddess Selene looked at the ancient dragon below in confusion.

And Denise said quietly:

"It's over there."

Unexpectedly, Selene asked directly:

"It's over there?"

This made Denise, a goddess who rarely showed emotions, look at it with a hint of surprise.

"You came here without knowing anything?"

Selene said:

"Just know that I should come here."

This made Denise frown slightly.

In theory, the Dark Moon should be hanging in the sky and watching.

So she couldn't tell whether the other party really didn't know or pretended not to know.

But Selene had no intention of continuing the topic.

She just looked at the ancient dragon below and said:

"I have seen a similar situation before, that devil, the noble eldest son from the abyss who was never born."

"His appearance was a destined sacrifice, so the original gave Him supreme glory and powerful blessing."

"That devil's condition is very similar to Him now,"

"It's all incomprehensible blessings that demonstrate impossible miracles."

After hearing this, Denise shook her head and said:

"I have never heard of such a thing, don't doubt it, people who come later, after all, I am much earlier than you."

"That's true no matter what, you know?"

For some reason, Denise's mood obviously became richer.

Before this, this happened only when she was possessing a girl.

Hearing these two sentences seems to mean something.

Selene, who also realized something, just sneered without looking at her:

"She's just an old woman who should be buried in the garbage heap of history."

"What are your pitiful qualifications worth showing off? It has nothing but making you look older!"

"Also, how can a weapon discipline its master? Isn't it too unqualified, Lungominiad?"

Denise raised her chin slightly.

She felt a little uncomfortable.

She rarely felt this way.

"Why can't I understand the last sentence?"

Selene looked back with a smile.

That smile was so beautiful that anyone who saw it would remember it for a lifetime.

It's just that this smile is like moonlight, only elegant and beautiful without any warmth.

"Whatever you think it means is what it means!"

You are just a weapon, so why do you want to teach me, your master's serious spouse?

Denise raised her chin more and more, and her eyes were very rarely filled with anger.

This woman really used me as a weapon!

"I was much earlier than you. No matter what, you are just a poor bat who came later and got some sympathy and charity by luck."

"So, can I ask you to identify yourself?"

"A bat that can't even suck blood?"

Even though they were fighting side by side a moment ago, the two goddesses were still tit for tat at this moment.

Although no one explained it.

But everyone knows why.

It's just that everyone kept silent for the sake of a certain guy's safety.

After all, it is something that just a glimpse is enough to recognize how thrilling it is.

Facing the Storm Goddess who was a head and a half taller than him, she still had that provocative look in her eyes.

The elegant Moon Goddess couldn't be more graceful and directly pushed forward and stared at each other.

The two sides were extremely close, and because everyone was pretty good, they formed a very strange posture.

There is indeed a little distance between the two, leaving a lot of space from the waist to the legs, but the two really hold up everything.

If it appeared in animation or paintings, someone would be very happy if they saw this scene.

But if it were to happen in reality, someone would be sweating profusely and be at a loss to see it.

"We live with each other's blood. This is our oath. What do you know? You are a piece of scrap metal that smells like rust."

Denise sneered directly:

"What do I know? I really don't know anything, but I noticed that a poor bat who knew everything actually copied what I did."

This sentence made Selene raise her eyebrows slightly in confusion:

"You can't even understand what you're saying. It seems that everyone is right when they say you are a weapon. After all, you are too stupid to be alive."

Denise smiled even more and said:

"Ah, you haven't thought that you are the one who seems so stupid that you don't look like a living person! Also, how can the vampire goddess be a living person? After all, she is a vampire!"

At the same time, Denise raised her left hand.

Seeing this, Goddess Selene reacted with her pupils shrinking slightly.

May our love be as holy and flawless as the Lion-Hearted King and the Storm Goddess. May my love be with you forever like this hair ring.

She gave some guy a hair ring made of her own hair.

Then the tradition of giving a ring comes from the covenant between the Storm Goddess and the Lionheart King.

It is said that this is a tradition in Lionheart's hometown.

It’s just that people have not yet found the origin and source of this tradition.

There are many places that have this tradition because of the agreement between Lionheart King and Storm Goddess.

People say that no matter how precious the ring is, no matter how many masters' efforts, no matter how much national wealth, it can't compare with a lock of hair cut by a girl herself.

Because the former is an illusory and mundane thing, worthless that can be taken away, while the latter is the true love that will always belong to you.

The precious ring can be bought again, the master's efforts can be engraved, and the country's wealth can be robbed, but the love that the girl poured into that strand of hair belongs to you forever!

Neither God can snatch it away, nor can the king take it away.

This is unsurprisingly sacred and beautiful, but when the protagonist of the story becomes her and the prototype.

Because of love for some guy and coming a little late.

So Selene's momentum began to be suppressed.

There will be another chapter in a moment