The Queen of the Undead Reborn in Another World

"See Goddess Candice!"

"Well, now tell me, what kind of compliment do you want?"

As soon as this remark came out, the players under the giant tree exploded.

"I want to hear the goddess listen to me say a word!"

"Oh?"

Manhir's answer was beyond everyone's expectations. To be reasonable, even if there are no such weird requests, it's okay to ask for a limited goddess card or something, just a word or something

"Okay, let's talk about it."

"That is"

Manhir's nervous voice trembled a little, but hearing this, the people below were even more looking forward to what this guy was going to say.

"I want to say!"

Mustering up his courage, the boy finally wanted to speak, but at this moment

flutter!

Feeling a little dizzy, Selea clutched her forehead and fell to the side, thanks to the vines supporting her so she didn't fall.

and seeing this

"Goddess Candice! Are you okay!"

"Your Highness!"

Everyone came over with concern, and Selea looked at her hands weakly. Is it not just an illusion or something, her hands seem to have become smaller?

"Goddess, your body?"

"my body?"

A childish voice came out of her mouth, and Selea hurriedly looked to her side, only to see a snow-haired little girl in loose clothes standing in the crown of the tree among the crystal clear young leaves.

And before she could take a few more glances, the weakness of her body forced her to close her eyes, and she completely lost consciousness after hearing the anxious calls of Celia and the others in the distance.

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Selea's strangeness tugged at the heartstrings of everyone present, and this made them ignore a small detail on the battlefield.

Bang!

The rocks were tilted, and the embarrassed Ongazuo crawled out of the ruins, while he was still in a daze and looked around, waiting to see the lush green surrounding mountains full of vitality.

"This is the Aura Mountains!"

Surprised, Ongazuo's thoughts began to go back. He only remembered that he was watching Selea fighting the black dragon named Delarenge. Suddenly, the strange magic power broke out, and a huge dragon claw was shot, and then

"Oh! My head hurts, what's wrong with me!"

The severe pain caused Ongazuo to half-kneel on the ground covering his side face, but before he could carefully investigate the source of the pain, a voice from the depths of his heart suddenly came to mind.

"Finally out!"

"Hmm! Who!"

"Before asking this question, don't you think about your current situation?"

Hearing the sound, Ongazuo looked up and saw more and more dragons gathered in the mountains. If they continued to stay here, they would be discovered sooner or later, and to save unnecessary trouble, they slipped away first!

Thinking of this, Ongazuo couldn't care less about other things, and used the dark secret technique unique to the black dragon family to hide his figure and slip away in the opposite direction from when he came.

The picture came to Mount Kurosawa

Ongazo stumbled to the tomb of the black dragon lord in the forbidden area, and with the help of a dim lighting crystal in front of the tomb, he saw a black substance embedded in his forehead, which was cold and hard to the touch, like a dragon scale!

"The tomb of the black dragon lord? Hehe, is that old guy just looking forward to my death!"

"It's you again! The abnormality of my body is because you are playing tricks, who are you!"

"Don't you know who I am?"

The release of the violent magic breath is the black dragon!

Ongazuo reacted, and then he wanted to report this to Lord Dragon King immediately, but unfortunately, before he took two steps, a powerful thought controlled his body, and he tried to break free to no avail. Grit your teeth.

"What do you want to do!"

"Oengazuo, right? I'm not unfamiliar with this name, but I didn't expect that old thing to let you go."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm almost tired of being asked by you all the time. Let me ask you instead. Your mother is Varan, right?"

"I am indeed the son of the Holy Maiden of Varan, so what."

"Oh, the saint who died at the hands of the same kind?"

At the same time as the voice in his head came, a picture appeared in Ongazuo's mind. It was a black dragon who died tragically under the claws of a golden dragon, and under the black dragon's wings, there was a black dragon cub, which was bathed Looking at this novel world with the mother's blood, gradually, the innocent eyes of the black dragon cub coincided with Ongazo's shocked eyes.

"Mother!"

"That's right, my good boy, she is your mother, Varan, and I am your father, the former black dragon lord, the Dragon King Della Lunge. As for the guy who killed my beloved wife, you You should know it too."