Chapter 133, It's a Matter of Aesthetics

Sabul, the goddess of the night, is an ancient and mysterious goddess with the title of the mother of all things, the embodiment of darkness and fear.

Returning from the Northern Continent, the dragon directly followed the instructions of the goddess of fate to find the sea witch in the East Sea, although the sea witch is behind the mysterious goddess of the night, but he is not something that can be framed again and again by such a small character.

Besides, could the goddess of the night be an enemy of a believer?

The Sea Witch helped to turn most of the demonic beasts of the Eastern Sea into dragon believers, but instead dug her own grave, and while her fat and ugly body was still snickering at the joy of teasing the gods of rain and alchemy, the party had already found her in the easternmost part of the Eastern Sea, near the edge of the crystal wall of the Ariel world.

"Sea Witch ......"

A deep voice sounded, and the sea current turned into a giant hand to grab the sea witch's body, and quickly lifted it to the surface of the sea, the rapid change of sea pressure made the sea witch dizzy.

The dragon controlled the current with an expressionless face, grabbed the sea witch, and asked, "Sea witch, why are you framing me?" Although he had already guessed the reason why the sea witch framed him, he still had to say the scene.

The sea witch pointed at the dragon without fear and scolded, "You have made me lose everything, of course I will let you taste it too." ”

"I see, I'm sorry for that." After the scene was spoken, the currents controlled by the dragon turned into high-pressure water blades, slicing the sea witch's fat body into hundreds of pieces of varying size.

The only intact head showed an unbelievable look, as if it didn't believe that it had been killed like this.

"I'm a god now, if you dare to offend me, you have to weigh your own weight."

The dragon has never used his identity to suppress people, but for these difficult little characters, the identity privilege of the gods is unexpectedly useful, he is a busy man, how can he have time to play with these small characters, so he doesn't mind taking out his identity to suppress people.

With a solar wind to dispose of the sea witch's body, the dragon was about to leave, but just as he was about to turn his head, a black vortex suddenly appeared in the direction of the crystal wall, and a weak gravitational force came from the vortex, but it was impossible to pull the dragon in.

"Are you inviting me?"

The other side of the whirlpool may be a trap, but the dragon is not afraid at all, he has the aura of the universe and can cross at any time, and even the world can leave at will, what trap can trap him?

So he walked towards the whirlpool.

At the other end of the whirlpool, there was another world, extremely dim, surrounded by pitch-black objects in human shapes, all holding their heads, showing painful expressions, they were like phantoms, and the dragon passed through them, without the slightest hindrance, and they felt their hearts tremble.

The souls of the dead?

No, the soul belongs to the god of death, these black fogs that seem to be in human form are actually just a collection of negative emotions such as resentment and fear, at most there is a little soul power, but it is not a soul.

"Dust to dust, dust to dust, when you are dead, why be afraid, disperse." The layers of ripples spread out with the dragon's words, not a gentle soothing, but a violent dissolution, all resentment was shattered in the ripples, and after a moment, a vast expanse of land was finally cleared.

Land?

The dragon looked down and found that what was under his feet was not land at all, but a huge and smooth scale, he flew up into the air and looked down, and the palm of his hand shone and fell on the ground, dispelling all resentment, and he saw clearly the true body of the "land", which was actually a giant snake.

An ordinary snake coils up into a ring, but this snake somehow coils into a ball.

"Where's the head?" Puzzled, the dragon flew everywhere, and finally found a pair of glowing eyes, a pair of horns on the head of the giant serpent, and the scales were black, shiny, and neat.

The dragon's pupils shrank, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed: "It's really beautiful!" ”

Behold~, those scales, those eyes, those horns, any part is more brilliant than any gem.

"It's the first time someone has looked directly at that gesture and said the word 'beautiful', don't you feel the great fear in it?" The black snake was surprised, his voice was very thin, with a hint of lazy feeling, like the king of the goddess high above.

As the voice fell, the black snake's huge body disappeared and turned into the form of a black-haired woman in a black dress, except for a pair of horns on its head that were not hidden.

"......" The dragon was just observing the body of the black snake with the aesthetics of a dragon, to be honest, he was really a little moved, but the moment the black snake turned into a human form, the dragon suddenly lost his sexual interest.

Although from a human point of view, it is the beauty of a peerless beauty even among goddesses, but in the aesthetics of dragons, the beauty of that posture is beautiful, but it is not enough to make him tempted.

The dragon replied with a faint sense of loss in his heart: "The word beauty comes from the heart, and I can't control myself, as for the great fear, I haven't experienced it. ”

The woman in the black dress noticed the subtle changes on the dragon's face, and rolled her eyes in her heart, her half-human form is the most perfect posture that has been tempered by tens of thousands of years, it is impossible for anyone, any god to refuse her beauty, but the god in front of her actually prefers the posture of fearing the black snake before?

Is the taste of the gods so strong now?

"You must be the goddess of the night." The dragon looked at the woman in the black dress with an expressionless face, "Mingren doesn't say secret words, although I killed your believer, but it was also her first move, if you want to open the knife with this matter, then there is nothing to talk about, I will leave." ”

A perfect smile appeared on the pretty face of the goddess of the night, Sabril, and she lightly opened her lips and said, "Since she chooses to believe in me, then she should know that I will never defend believers. ”

The dragon was not surprised by this answer, this ancient god didn't even value much faith, let alone a few believers, "So what did you invite me in for?" ”

Sabril, the goddess of the night, smiled, "We can cooperate. ”

Long Dao: "Theoretically, I welcome any trade. ”

"Okay, deal, it's a big deal." As she spoke, the body of the goddess of the night turned into a boneless black snake entangled around the dragon, leaving only her head to maintain her delicate face.

The beauty that countless people longed for was right in front of him, but the dragon said calmly, "As the two sides of the transaction, you shouldn't get too close. ”

"But the stakes are too high, and I must be prepared to kill you if you don't agree." The fragrance is fragrant, the lips are crystal clear, and a pair of beautiful eyes are secretly sent to Qiubo, under such a seductive offensive, even if you spit out horrific words, people can't help but ignore them, and directly swear to give her everything.

It's a pity that the aesthetic problem.