Dorothy was speechless again. The hobody witch looked at this muscle-showing White Dragon, and she just felt that the goddess who was coldly aloof a mont ago suddenly turned into a humorous and codic girl, completely shattering her image.
However, since it's the Fairy King residing in this dragon body now, he's indeed a tough, masculine guy.
The hobody witch was too lazy to bother with this jokester Little Five anymore. She directly browsed through the shared mories and then her expression turned slightly peculiar.
Oh, co on, not really, it's just a vase dragon.
Dorothy was a bit confused.
From the Fairy King's shared senses, it seed that the White Night Dragon's abilities really only had two points: one was its stunning appearance, and the second was the physique of a Legendary Dragon Species, and three.....
Alright, there's no third point, just those two.
Are you serious? You can't traverse ti like the Ti Dragon, you don't have the special Rainbow Power like the Rainbow Dragon, and you can't control the field like the Power Dragon, you just look good?
Seriously, have the thresholds for Legendary Dragon Species gotten so low now, that just looking good is enough to be legendary?
The hobody witch was suddenly filled with question marks.
"Wasn't it ntioned in the introduction that the White Night Dragon also has fate system abilities?"
However, she recalled the introduction to the Dragon Transformation Technique back then, which seed to say that this type of dragon had the ability to manipulate destiny. So now the question is, where's that ability?
At this mont, Dorothy inexplicably felt as if she had been deceived; could she demand a refund in the Judgnt Court?
Oh, wait, I seem to be a fate insulator, could this be my own fault?
In her annoyance, the hobody witch suddenly thought of this, and then felt a bit guilty.
Hmm, this is after all a spell produced by the Dragon King; there's no way it has quality issues, the fault is likely mine.
Dorothy thought to herself.
She always carried an inexplicable filter for the ancestral elder Dragon King, after all, this Witch King is truly the most reliable among the Three Kings. She genuinely seeks developnt for the Witch World.
Although Emora the Little Fatty Dragon is not very reliable, Dragon King Nidhogg is diligent and serious, completely opposite, and she wouldn't speak recklessly.
Besides, haven't they at least given you the attribute bonus of a Legendary Dragon Species? That's already enough.
Anyway, the Fairy King is just a muscle-bound barbarian, a crude martial arts warrior, and is too lazy to use any more powers if given.
Dorothy convinced herself thus.
Then, she no longer dwelled on it and set her sights on the opposite side.
It's ti to start the battle.
........
Little did Dorothy know that at the very mont the transformation of the White Night Dragon was completed, in the distant Witch Capital, Pandora City, seated in the prestigious and solemn Dragon King's Palace, the solitary king on the throne opened his golden dragon eyes.
"Is it the White Night Dragon? Hehe, it seems my plan has finally succeeded, Dorothy. I wonder if you like my gift, after all, crafting this dragon body that replicates your beauty wasn't easy."
Well, luckily she has a bit of artistic flair.
Miss Nidhogg, the greatest artist in the Witch World, thought to herself.
As for abilities?
Who needs abilities, does one have to be fully ard when taking a walk in their own domain?
It's just a skin, as long as it looks good, attributes don't matter; besides, who said beauty isn't a kind of strength?
Of course, if you really want to say it, there is still an ability, that is: she is under my protection, and I am the heavenly mandate.
"But why did she co to my era?"
The Dragon King was slightly puzzled, and then the next mont, she directed her gaze to the distant future, instantly understanding all the causes and effects.
"Tsk, my future disciple is quite mischievous, in need of a lesson."
Thinking about accepting a cat trying to sneak food as a disciple in the future, she muttered like this to herself, then closed her eyes.
And above Night City, the sky opened its eyes, revealing a pair of majestic golden dragon eyes, overlooking everything below.
Yet, in the city below, not a single person perceived this terrifying scene.
......
anwhile, on the plaza.
Camilla also descended onto the head of the Red Baron Dragon that Elizabeth had transford into, changing professions to beco a Dragon Knight. However, she quickly noticed that sothing was off about her sister beneath her.
"Elizabeth, what's wrong? Did sothing go wrong with casting spells?"
Feeling that her sister was more restless and uneasy than usual, she asked a bit nervously.
To this, Miss Red Baron Dragon was silent for a mont before finally speaking slightly sheepishly.
"Nothing, just, sister, that little one over there used a beauty trick, they're tempting , this White Dragon is truly beautiful."
Elizabeth even was a little afraid to look directly at that white great dragon opposite her.
Although everyone could see the beauty of this White Dragon at a glance, only dragons could truly understand just how tempting this beauty really was; it was practically perfect according to the Dragon Clan's aesthetics.
Those wings, those dragon horns, that tail, those dragon claws....
I can't, it's too overwhelming, one more look and I'll explode.
The Second Marquis Lady, whose singlehood equaled her age, declared that all this was simply too stimulating for her.
So she simply closed her eyes.
"Sister, I can't look anymore, otherwise I fear I'd defect in the next mont, so from here on out, I can only rely on you to guide my direction."
User Comments
0 comments from readers