Huh? Are they all real?.

Chapter 324 Dark Moon intervenes in the war of gods (4k)

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

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

The second daughter who noticed Moen's request for help originally had no intention of paying any attention.

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

Just as she said while hiding in Moen'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's place. Besides, you have to finish your work first."

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

He walked towards Moon step by step with his head lowered.

Then he handed over the holy sword.

“No, don’t blame me.”

Everything was fine before, and Moon even breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that things had finally eased.

But then, the youngest daughter's voice, like that of a frightened little animal, instantly broke down Moon's defenses.

It was obviously his fault, but in the end she was the one begging not to blame her for such a trivial matter.
Originally, what on earth did I do?
So what should we do at this time?

Morn wasn't sure, but he knew what he wanted to do.

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

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

And in the youngest daughter's hands, behind Moon's back.

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

With a slight flick downwards, the hilt of the holy sword that Moon had placed on the ground flew into the youngest daughter's hands and was recast with the sword body.

At this point, the Holy Sword and the three sisters are only missing the last one.
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Morn left the goddess of storms and went to the swallowed nameless world to fight the dragons.

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

She was not worried about Moon's safety because the Holy Spear was in his hands.

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

Because when weapons are not in use by their owners, aren't they placed aside, waiting to be picked up by their owners next time?

So, for the Storm Goddess, this is her 'weapon rack'.

Everything was fine, whether it was the evil dragon lying like a dead dog beside him, or the dark moon that was becoming increasingly obvious in the sky.

After a while, the evil dragon, feeling that he had recovered his breath, suddenly asked the goddess anxiously:

"Your Majesty, something seems to be wrong in the sky."

It was daytime, the time of the sun, but the dark moon was floating in the sky and seemed to be getting closer and closer to the earth.

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

After all, God doesn't understand physics.

But it was obvious that the goddess did not pay attention to the evil dragon.

She just stood there.

Seeing this, the evil dragon could only shut up and quietly dig the soil to bury its head.

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

So, the dragon turned into an ostrich.

It was just that when the evil dragon had buried its head in the soil, a wonderful idea came out of its genius brain, and it quickly emerged from the soil and said:

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

"I, I just want to ask, if something happens, can you please take care of me? After all, what if I need the blood of a living dragon from a foreign land 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 like that. Please understand this. My respect for the great Lionheart King is as endless as the rivers in the world!"

"I just have this worry from the bottom of my heart. Um, of course I have a little bit of it, I swear it's just a little bit. I hope you can also take care of my life. After all, there is indeed this possibility, isn't it?"

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

"I see."

The evil dragon felt slightly relieved, but still wanted to continue asking questions. However, after taking a look at the goddess's expressionless eyes, he tactfully shut his mouth and continued to bury his head in the soil.

In this case, it dare not leave here.

At least the goddess will really take care of it.

It just means that it may never be thought of, and maybe it is a good thing to leave.

Because it had just buried its head back into the soil, it heard another voice through the soil:
"Although I already know your identity, it is still too embarrassing, stranger."

Then there was the loud bang of something huge falling to the ground.

This sound left an impression on him.

He is 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 became a god.

How he became a god remains a mystery to this day, because he himself does not know why.

Historians throughout the ages can only speculate, perhaps it has something to do with the fact that he is the last ancient dragon.

It could be the original blessing, or it could be something the other ancient dragons did before they died.

There are all kinds of theories, but none of them have any evidence to support them.

Perhaps only the eldest sons of that time could know the reason, but they have all left and returned to their original embrace.

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

After realizing who was coming, the evil dragon was extremely entangled, but still chose to continue hiding in the soil and pretending to be dead.

As a dragon, it should be the worst failure ever.

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

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

But the more it did so, the more dissatisfied Gu Long became. He simply grabbed its neck and pulled it out of the soil like a carrot.

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

Even though he had ascended to godhood with the body of an ancient dragon, he still felt a little uncomfortable:
"You really leave me speechless."

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

The evil dragon was so frightened that it was shaking all over and almost peed itself on the spot.

"I need it alive."

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

This made the evil dragon breathe a sigh of relief.

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

"I didn't mean to kill it."

After saying that, he threw this unfortunate thing aside, allowing it to continue hiding itself in the soil as an ostrich dragon.

Glancing at this scene, Gu Long felt his eyebrows twitching and forced himself to look directly at the goddess in front of him.

Facing this ancient dragon species that is known as the most powerful god.

Goddess Denise just looked up and asked:
"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 Gu Long slightly shift his gaze and said:
"Those children have been carrying the curse for too many years. They have been enslaved by wealth and become puppets. I cannot continue to accept this reality."

"So, I won't stop them. I'm sorry for the damage this has caused you, and I'll try to compensate you, but now."

Gu Long 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 will have no choice but to go to war."

In fact, He only learned the details not long ago.

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

Something that might not be too consistent with the pride of the dragon race.

His attitude towards this is acquiescence.

Because of the departure of all the ancient dragons, the curse that the new generation has carried since birth, countless years of loneliness, and so on, all of these have left Him exhausted until now.

He was tired, and He wanted to change.

So, since He could neither support nor oppose, He could only acquiesce.

But when it came to this, He found that he couldn't even acquiesce.

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

He calmly issued his threat to the goddess in front of him.

"Without the Holy Spear, you will not be my opponent, 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."

Gu Long knew very well what that world was like, after all, his brothers had tried it once.

He knew that they would never be able to fight against the king holding the Holy Spear.

So He had to use a more direct method to force the other party to make concessions.

It’s just that the goddess’ answer is also very simple and straightforward:
"I am a weapon. How can a weapon disobey its master?"

"So, your answer is no?"

The huge ancient dragon narrowed its eyes slightly.

Beside Him was a storm that was gradually taking shape.

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

As the ancient dragon's voice became increasingly louder, he suddenly slapped the ground with his claws.

The ritual carved with the blood of the evil dragon collapsed in an instant.

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

First, the evil dragon was blown into the sky by a violent storm that came from either the goddess or the ancient dragon.

It was a giant after all, and faced with this force, it had no room to resist.

I could only watch myself fly high into the sky.

Then he fell down again in weightlessness.

Fortunately, it is not too useless. It still remembers that it is now a dragon and can fly.

But even so, it couldn't keep its body steady even after flapping its wings hurriedly.

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

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

This forced it to fly towards the sun with great effort.

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

The war between gods below had just begun, and the entire sky and earth were turned into chaos.

Only the sun's light can slightly guide its way out.

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

All he could do was 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. Please save me, save me! It's too scary!"

The evil dragon cried out and struggled to fly towards the only light it could still see.

That has become its only hope.

A dragon that is as big as a mountain when it stands up, but in the aftermath of the war between the two true gods, it is as helpless as a small boat in the stormy waves.

The fact that it was still alive in this situation was because the two true gods wanted it to live. Otherwise, given its size, it would have most likely been taken away instantly by something at the beginning.

But even so, as it flew, it discovered that the sun was also blocked.

The only source of light that could have guided it disappeared.

This caused it to collapse and shout:

“Ahhh! Wow wow wow! Original, goddess, anyone is fine, oh my god, save me! Wuuuuu, this place is so scary, I want to go home, I want to go home!”

The evil dragon crying out to the sky could only struggle to survive in the wind and rain.

But after struggling for a while, it gave up.

Because it had seen more than once what seemed to be one or several mountains collapsing and forming huge fragments flying past its eyes.

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

With this thought in mind, the evil dragon, unable to fly out vertically or horizontally and unable to find its way up, down, left, or right, completely gave up on treatment.

Prepare to wait for a mountain to fly over and crush you to death, and then send it back to its home in the human league.

Maybe because it has completely given up struggling, it is more leisurely to watch the war of gods.

Although the wind and sand everywhere made it difficult to see clearly.

But judging from the mountain fragments it had seen before that were larger than it, this was indeed a power 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! Weapons without a master are not threatening at all, don't you understand?"

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

But as soon as it heard it, it felt its body and soul being torn apart.

Even this horrific battlefield seemed to be suppressed and solidified.

Is the Storm Goddess going to lose?
This was the evil dragon's first reaction.

Although it makes sense when you think about it, after all, she is a powerful god that was transformed from an ancient dragon. Not only does the Goddess of Storms not have the Holy Spear, she is also far away from the sea, which is her home.

It is indeed normal to be unable to win.

But is it too soon?
Besides, if the goddess loses, will nothing really happen to me?

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

The pale blue moonlight tore through the storm-covered sky.

The cold, dark moon that had been approaching the world finally shone its infinite light in the sky above this devastated land.

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

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

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

Moreover, judging from the expressions of these two, they also seemed surprised by the arrival of the Dark Moon?
Thinking of this, the evil dragon couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

It won’t escalate into a three-god melee, right?

(End of this chapter)