Enid didn't want to admit that she was awake at the moment.

She knows what she's doing.

But she couldn't deny the truth.

Intimidation threatens Nelly to rip her intestines out of her stomach.

Enid especially enjoyed it.

It's a really special feeling.

She succumbed to some alien force.

But this power does not directly control one's own mind.

It just tells itself how wonderful and fascinating it can be if it is unscrupulous.

Enid felt like her brain was being crammed into a special set of thinking patterns.

The pleasure, sufficiency, and even happiness of evil and indulgence are far higher than Enid's previous level—the way normal humans should feel.

This is how the white dragon thinks.

The difference between humans and dragons is not just a difference in strength, size, or appearance.

Humans and dragons are completely different.

This is what ordinary people call nature.

Different organisms have different brain structures, for example, reptiles are not as rich in emotions as mammals, and scientists believe that they do not have the most basic empathy ability in human cognition.

And the white dragon is something even worse.

They are hungry for evil.

Enid realized that his current actions were the result of the White Dragon's blood.

But she didn't want to stop.

Antithesis. She was even angrier.

Because she knew how cold and vicious people with the blood of the white dragon were.

George Pendragon.

How can a man like him be a good person, he can't be sad because of human suffering! He doesn't have any guilt for his mistakes!

It must have been him, he had made himself like this, he knew everything for sure, and no one was better suited to resurrect his father than George Pendragon, who had lived for thousands of years, and he did not resurrect him because of his love for his father.

There must have been some benefit that she didn't know yet, some secret agreement between George and Votigen, otherwise why would he do such a thing.

Why would he do such a thing to himself?

Enid looked at Nelly.

I don't know what she's doing, but it doesn't matter anymore.

Enid doesn't want to be a good person anymore.

The feeling of depravity is so relaxed.

Stress, tension, pain, anger.

It's all gone.

Enid's body continued to grow.

The arms covered in scales are extended, the little thumbs are receded, and the other four fingers protrude from the sharp dragon claws.

The muscles of his legs swelled outward, easily shattering the fabric on his body, and dragon scales squeezed out of the flesh and blood, replacing skin and hair follicles.

The deformed wings on the white dragon's back stretched outwards as best they could, and the sound of bones and membranes tearing rang out repeatedly.

Cold dragon breath tumbled from the white dragon's lungs, passed through its throat, and gushed out from the sides of its fangs, igniting its unseen corpse, on which frost congealed.

The white maiden dragon lowered her body and slowly walked forward with graceful steps, looking down at the insect in front of her arrogantly.

Nelly shook her axe:

"Wow, dragon?"

There was a cruelty in the dragon's eyes.

She's flying.

Syllable.

The white dragon turned his head to look at the location of the trapdoor.

And Nelly threw the axe directly at the beast's location.

In the next moment, Nelly was about to disappear into everyone's world of memories and cognitions.

Enid turned her neck blankly, not knowing what she was going to do?

But Nelly disappeared for a split second.

She picked up the bracelet from the beast's corpse.

The white dragon, who had rediscovered his target, opened his mouth and aimed at the young axe-wielding woman.

Veronica poked her head out of the trapdoor.

Neri carefully watched the direction of the white dragon's attack, ready to move at any moment.

But something moved before her.

She couldn't tell what it was, but there were things she couldn't see, but she could feel.

Like the wind.

Then the white dragon's movements froze.

The white dragon turned its neck and spewed dragon breath towards where it was close at hand, waving its claws at the same time, as if some transparent creature had surrounded her.

Then he surrounded her.

Nelly took advantage of this moment to throw the axe at the white dragon who had no time to care about herself.

Although it was a difficult thing to walk through, as long as she mastered the distance and time, she could still hold on.

Nelly appeared at the dragon's right foot.

Enid noticed Nelly's presence, but she didn't have time to deal with her at the moment.

Maybe she gave up on stopping Nelly.

Nelly lifted her bracelet.

The silvery-white bracelet automatically separates from the middle while expanding outward.

Syllable.

Nelly handcuffed the silver bracelet that turned into an ankle bracelet to the white dragon's hind legs.

Enid's movements stopped.

The ghost swarm of the black lizards also stopped biting.

The white dragon whimpered and leaned down.

Then slowly shrunk into a white-haired red** person.

Enid curled up in a ball on the ground, trembling constantly.

Whimpering helplessly.