Huh? Are they all real?.

Chapter 327 The tit-for-tat goddesses (3k)

The war between gods has gradually subsided, and only ferocity remains on the earth.

Both goddesses raised their eyebrows and looked down.

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

Even at the beginning of the battle, they had already inflicted heavy damage on the enemy.

However, this ancient dragon did not die.

At first they thought the other party was hiding something, but later they found out that it was not the case.

Because the other party was also puzzled by this.

The huge body was already riddled with holes, and one of the wings that blocked out the sun was torn apart by the storm.

The most crucial divine attribute, the Dragon Heart, was even frozen in half by the Moonlight.

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

But Coruscant is clearly not one of those special paths.

So, why didn't he die?
The huge ancient dragon barely managed to support its body and stand.

He did not look at the goddess in the sky, but lowered his head to look below.

A silver dragon fang had been shattered in his dragon claws which were covered with hideous wounds.

After a while, He said:
"It's over."

That was the dragon's fang of Polesanx, and its shattering meant the death of Polesanx.

As one of the three blasphemous dragons, its death meant that the three of them had completely failed.

After all, this is an indispensable path to becoming a god. It is not about achieving each other, but all three must be present.

What's more, this does not necessarily mean that only the other party died, the more likely possibility is that it also died.

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

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

This species of dragon appeared due to the rampage of the Lost Ones in the Third Age.

Coruscanx once thought it was his brother resurrected, but after he came into contact with it, he realized that it was just a newborn dragon with the real body of Polesanx.

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

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

That is Polesankos, the westerly wind!
It is said that it even joined the coalition when the pure white Aurora intervened in the Seven Hills.

As a result, the dwarves prepared their dragon-slaying crossbows as if they were facing a formidable enemy, but in the end, the enemy never showed up until King Durin temporarily returned and the Seven Hills Incident was over.

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

This was something that Moon didn't even notice. If he had noticed it at the time, he might have realized what was happening in the New World earlier.

But then again, how could Moen have noticed?
After all, it was just heard, and the other party never showed up from beginning to end.

But in any case, this tells Coruscant that it's all over.

Once Polesanks, who transformed into the Lindeworm, died, the other two would only be alive temporarily even if they were still alive.

After all, they are replicating a road of no return where they can only succeed and cannot turn back.

Either win it all or lose it all.

Their failure did not cause Coruscant much regret.

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

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

When it died, the dragon species died with it.

So, as the only god of the dragon race, are you really not going to come out and help?
The result was obvious, Coruscant really stood up.

but
The broken dragon tooth was carried away by the breeze.

The goddesses in the sky discovered that this ancient dragon, who could not be killed no matter what, seemed to have lost all its strength at this moment.

The light in its eyes gradually dimmed, and its head, which had once been held high with pride, now drooped like a withered flower along with its only remaining dragon wing, no longer able to face the sky.

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

Its huge body slowly fell down like a collapsed mountain.

He is no longer God; He has lost all His strength.

It's just a dragon that doesn't even know why it's 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.

Denise said quietly:
"It's over there."

Unexpectedly, Selene asked directly:
"Is it over there?"

This made Denise, a goddess who seldom expressed her emotions, look at him with a hint of surprise.

"You came here without knowing anything?"

Selene said:
"Just know that I'm supposed to come over."

This made Denise frown slightly.

In theory, the dark moon should be hanging in the sky and we should look at it.

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

However, Selene had no intention of continuing the topic.

She just looked at the ancient dragon below and said:
"I have seen similar situations before. That devil was the noble eldest son who came from the abyss but was never born." "His appearance was a destined sacrifice, so the origin also gave him supreme glory and powerful protection."

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

"They are all incomprehensible blessings that manifest impossible miracles."

Denise shook her head when she heard this:
"I have never heard of such a thing. Don't doubt it, I am a latecomer. After all, I am much earlier than you."

"It's true in every aspect, you know?"

For some reason, Denise's emotions became noticeably more vivid.

Before this, this situation only occurred when she possessed the girl.

Hearing these two sentences, they seemed to have some implication.

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

"She's just an old woman who should be consigned to the dustbin of history."

"What's there to brag about with your pitiful qualifications? It's useless except for making you look older!"

"Besides, how can a weapon discipline its master? That's unworthy, isn't it, Rongominiad?"

Denise raised her chin slightly.

She felt a little unhappy.

She rarely felt this way.

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

Selene smiled and turned back.

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

But this smile is just like moonlight, with only elegant beauty but no warmth at all.

"Whatever you think it means, that's what it means!"

You are just a weapon, so why do you have to lecture me, your master's legitimate spouse?

Denise raised her chin further and her eyes were filled with anger, which was very rare.

This woman really treats me as a weapon!

"I came here much earlier than you. It's the same no matter what. You are just a poor bat who came later and got a little sympathy and charity by chance."

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

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

Even though they were fighting side by side just a moment ago, the two goddesses now began to confront each other.

Although no one explained it.

But everyone knows why.

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

After all, it was a thing that just a glimpse was enough to realize how thrilling it was.

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

The elegant Moon Goddess was no longer graceful and just pushed forward and stared at the other person.

The two sides were very close to each other, and because no one was weak, 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 also really support everything.

If this appeared in an animation or a painting, someone would probably be very happy if they saw this scene.

But if it happened in real life, someone would be sweating profusely and be at a loss as to what to do.

"We live on each other's blood, this is our oath. What do you know, you rusty piece of scrap metal?"

Denise sneered directly:

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

This sentence made Selene raise her eyebrows slightly puzzled:
"You can't even speak clearly. It seems that what people say about you being a weapon is indeed true. After all, you are too stupid to be a living person."

Denise laughed even more and said:
"Ah, you haven't figured it out yet. You are the one who looks too stupid to be alive! And how can the goddess of vampires be alive? 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 pure as that of the Lionheart 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 rings comes from the covenant between the Storm Goddess and the Lionheart King.

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

But people have not yet found the origin and source of this tradition.

In fact, many places have this tradition because of the covenant between the Lionheart King and the Goddess of Storms.

People say that no matter how precious the ring is, no matter how much effort the master has put in, no matter how much wealth the country has, it cannot compare to a lock of hair cut by a girl herself.

Because the former is an illusory and mundane thing, it is worthless and can be taken away by others, while the latter is the true love that belongs to you forever.

A precious ring can be bought again, a master's hard work can be replicated, a country's wealth can be robbed, but the love that a girl pours into that strand of hair will belong to you forever!
Neither God can take it away, and neither the king can take it away.

This is unsurprisingly sacred and beautiful, but when the protagonists of the story become her and the prototype.
Because of love for a guy and coming a little late.

So Selene's momentum began to be suppressed.

　There will be another chapter in a moment

　　
　
(End of this chapter)