Originally, Dorothy wanted to watch quietly, but she couldn't help it; Hu Lai's inspiration was a bit uncontrollable.
In fact, she had been pondering the three volus of the Heavenly Book passed down to her by Miss Divine Witch. Among them, her understanding of the Eastern Lord was the most profound. Especially after summoning her little sun during the previous space-ti crossing and transforming into the White Night Dragon, her insights into this Heavenly Book were mind-blowing.
Similarly, Miss Kikyo's Amaterasu Kagura Dance was originally an evolved version of the Eastern Lord's. Nowadays, when both Miss Divine Witch dance together, even the Hobody Witch couldn't help but be tempted to join.
Well, the last ti Miss Kikyo passed on her power, she was too weak. That dance carried the sorrow and tragic grandeur of the sun's fall, sowhat deviating from the the. But since Dorothy replenished her magic, Miss Divine Witch now seed reborn, visibly brimming with vibrant energy in her dance. It's truly an inspiring performance.
Anyway, Dorothy genuinely loved it.
As she watched, her Magic Power automatically activated, and the Immortal Law of the Eastern Lord sewn into the White Night Dragon Transformation Spell activated spontaneously, causing her to let out a dragon roar. Her body sprouted pure white feathers, swiftly expanding, and soon the breathtaking White Dragon, which once appeared in Night City thousands of years ago, did so again.
"Wow, so beautiful, as expected of Senior Sister."
Beside her, everyone who had been busy preparing to welco guests was startled by the majestic dragon roar. They feared an external invasion but upon turning, they were captivated by the breathtaking white dragon silhouette.
Even Audrey, arguably the most beautiful among them, stood dumbfounded, having to admit she was outshone by a dragon in terms of beauty.
But the Little Fox imdiately recognized the beautiful white dragon as her own senior sister, making everything alright.
My senior sister is naturally the most beautiful in the world.
Audrey firmly believed this.
Beside her, Alice was similarly gobsmacked.
Sister, is this what you ant by not being the Ard Witch? You can perform the Dragon Transformation Technique and you still claim you're not an Ard Witch?
The Little Witch grumbled internally, but seeing her sister's flawless and holy dragon body, she had to admit she couldn't imagine such a gorgeous dragon drenched in blood after battle.
Emmm, wait, if this white dragon was stained with blood, and the blood turned black, ah, that silhouette seed oddly familiar.
The Little Witch had a flicker of inspiration, picturing a pure black version of her sister-dragon, feeling she'd seen that style sowhere before.
Unfortunately, her mind full of muscle left her forgetful, so she decided not to dwell on it.
Overall, as long as her sister was impressive, and she wanted to transition to a Dragon Knight career. Then, she and her sister could gallop the battlefields together.
Alice imagined this beautiful fantasy, picturing herself riding her sister's dragon form, wreaking havoc on the battlefield, and she laughed aloud at the joyful thought.
As for the Succubus Witch nearby.
There's nothing much to say; Madeline was already squeezing her thighs, her mysterious scent becoming more intense, and her purple eyes transford into heart shapes.
The Succubus Witch likes strong figures and beauty, and what could better represent beauty and strength than a beautiful dragon? This was truly a masterpiece of power and beauty.
Besides those already familiar with the Hobody Witch, the other attendees were simply awestruck.
"Turtle, turtle, is this the beauty that magic mirror would praise to explosion?"
Cassandra's eyes widened as she gazed, her eyes sparkling.
Even though, as a Werewolf Witch, she couldn't fully grasp the aesthetic of dragons, it didn't hinder her from finding the white dragon utterly beyond description in beauty.
This was a beauty that transcended species itself.
If you asked her whether she'd date a dragon, she'd refuse outright, as different species couldn't love, but if it were this white dragon she was asked to date, she'd jump at the opportunity.
She couldn't help it; the dragon was simply too beautiful.
Sorry, Cassandra was straightforwardly a beauty-loving individual, or rather a beauty-loving wolf.
As for Hatti, the Werewolf Elder was devoid of worldly desires, simply stroking her chin, feeling the white dragon indeed looked familiar, as if she'd seen it sowhere before.
In her mind, inexplicable images of white and red dragons battling erged, along with the sun falling to earth.
However, these images flashed by and disappeared, leaving Hatti slightly frowning.
Baalzebub, who was just directing trainees, was equally srized, his purple eyes filled with wonder.
Oh, praise the dear mother, this beauty sparked my inspiration. Suddenly, I find the idea of pairing crows and doves feasible; isn't this the inspiration for my next book?
Even with a gorgeous dragon present, Her Royal Highness still clung to her writer's dream.
However, while others were busy admiring, so were still working.
"Damn, Rosie, couldn't you have said sothing before transforming? I was caught off guard and exhausted, okay."
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