Pulled to the ground by the ropes formed by the magic, Modo roared and struggled violently in the magic circle.

A spell mark appeared in Xiao Zhimiao's hand, and she continued to apply this spell mark to Mo Du's body, pressing him down heavily, this spell mark was the key to her subduing him, but it was a little hasty and rough just now.

After struggling a few times, Modus couldn't move at all.

He gasped and looked up at Xiao Zhimiao, his claws slowly retracted.

Xiao Zhimiao made a move with his hand, beckoned the crystal ball in front of him, and reached out to hold it.

The treasures collected by Modu are really extraordinary, and this crystal ball is at least a sub-god-level prop, which can assist her in using her abilities very easily.

In the past, she had only transformed into the Night Witch until the end of each time in the dungeon, and it was only around the time of the Judgment Day dungeon that she was gradually able to use Crimson magic and spell seals as she pleased.

So she basically didn't use some of the witch's special weapons and props, and she vaguely remembered that in the old days she had a staff.

Now seeing that the magic power can be enhanced so much with the help of the crystal ball, she began to think about getting herself a new staff later.

When magic is banned, the staff can also be used as a weapon, as a melee mage.

The castle fell silent, and even the dragon's wheezing became muffled.

Xiao Zhimiao felt that something was wrong, and looked at Modu.

Modu was staring at her at this time, and she noticed that the dragon horns on his head had faded a little, and the fangs that were almost piercing his cheeks were gone, which was much more pleasing to the eye.

She took two steps forward to take a closer look at his changes, and he jerked to his feet, the magic rope covering him being swallowed up by an invisible vortex, his dragon claws slamming into the ground, and the magic circle shattered.

Shattered along with the crystal ball suspended in front of Xiao Zhimiao, Xiao Zhimiao was swept away by a huge impact, the hook that hooked her shoulder blades tightened violently, and the other end of the chain was wrapped around Modu's claws.

With such a hard pull, a tearing pain struck, and the hook severed half of her shoulder and her arm, and blood gushed out of her shoulder.

The pain was so clear and intense, and it was still rising, no matter how pain-tolerant she was, she couldn't help but look dark in front of her eyes and snort in pain.

She kept scolding her mother in her heart, which black-hearted thing invented this weapon! !

Xiao Zhimiao rolled on the ground twice in pain, then quickly got up from the ground, and used the blood spell to control the blood from the broken arm, which had already made her eyes black.

She sweated profusely from her forehead in pain, gritted her teeth and looked at Mordo viciously.

Modus looked at her severed arm and was stunned for a moment, then flicked his paw and shook off the chain wrapped around it, and his eyes swept through the pile of treasures a few times, and his eyes fell on a small silver chest.

He rolled the box with his tail and walked in front of Xiao Zhimiao.

Xiao Zhimiao sat on the ground, watching him approach and subconsciously moved back.

Modus placed the box in front of her and slapped it hard.

At this time, Xiao Zhimiao was a frightened bird, and after Modu smashed the box, the blood curse mark burst out from her body, turning into a sharp knife and stabbing into Modu's body.

After Xiao Zhimiao's blood entered Mo Du's body, his pupils shrank, he took a few steps back, and then rolled frantically on the ground, fanning his wings to fly, but as soon as he flew up, he fell from mid-air and fell into the pile of treasures to continue to roll wildly.

Xiao Zhimiao was a little confused when she saw him react so much, she just condensed her blood into a sharp blade and stabbed it into his body, and before she could activate the ability, she saw him in such pain.

At this time, a glowing green vine was growing in front of her, and this green vine formed a recovery magic circle under her, her arm had been connected, and her injuries had recovered quickly.

This vine grew from the box that Fang Modhu smashed in front of her, so this dragon wanted to help her heal her injuries just now?

She watched as Modo rolled off the pile of treasures and fell to the ground, struggling on the ground

Tumbling, a scream of pain almost piercing her eardrums.

Looking at his appearance, Xiao Zhimiao was shocked in her heart.

Gradually, the dragon scales on his body faded, and his body began to shrink, turning into a human form in front of her.

In just a few moments, Modo went from a mutated dragon to a normal person.

He was shrunk naked, his face covered in long black hair, and there were two dragon horns on his forehead that had not faded.

Xiao Zhimiao looked at it for a while and slowly approached him, "Are you okay?"

It looks like there is some hidden disease, not quite like Adisand's group of dragons turned into human form.

Why is it so painful for him to become human?

Hearing her voice, Mo Du propped up his body, and the movement that wanted to turn his head was stopped, Xiao Zhimiao only saw half of the outline of his face, the lines were hard and three-dimensional, not as ugly as Li Yin said.

However, she didn't see the front face, Modu turned his face sideways, and his body was still trembling slightly.

She crouched down in front of him and held out her hand to him, "You ......."

Modus slapped her hand away and staggered inside, clanging the pile of treasures.

Finally, the figure turned into the pile of treasures on the right side of the front, and disappeared in front of her eyes, and there was no sound.

Xiao Zhimiao raised his eyebrows, and at this time there was a thought in his mind, he was still in good shape.

Hearing a slight sound in front of her, she gathered away her lust and walked towards the place where Modhu had disappeared.

Skirting to the right of the end of the pile, she saw a figure huddled in a pile of fine silk in the glow of the gem.

She approached him step by step, and Modhu felt her approach, but just tugged at the silk wrapped around him, ignoring her.

Xiao Zhimiao stood two meters away from him and observed him for a while, and after making sure that he was emotionally stable, she approached him and squatted down in front of him.

With one hand behind her back, she stared at his face, which was sideways, covered by long black hair, and she couldn't see his face for a moment.

Modus felt her gaze and turned his head away in disgust, almost burying his face in the satin.

Xiao Zhimiao looked at him so afraid of being seen his face, it seemed that he was a dragon with a lot of self-esteem.

After a moment's thought, she asked, "Are you cursed by something?"

Hearing her words, Mo Du's body stiffened significantly, Xiao Zhimiao carefully observed his reaction, and continued, "You know who I am, right? Do you want me to do anything when you take me captive?"

"You can tell me what curse you've received, I'm a witch, I'm the best at spells, maybe I can ...... it."

Before she could finish her sentence, Mordo pounced on her and pushed her to the ground, one hand around her neck, and in the dim light, his golden eyes lit up, "Say one more word, and I'll kill you!"

"Huh?"

Xiao Zhimiao stared at his face and let out a puzzled voice.

Moddo watched her look at his face unscrupulously, and slowly tightened the strength in his hand, but he didn't see any look of contempt and horror in her eyes.

I didn't look at a monster like that.

A warm hand pinched his chin, "Isn't it pretty good, what's ugly?"

Although it is a little worse than Salos, it is still good-looking, with a high nose and deep eyes, and it is very handsome.

Well? Why is she being compared to Salos?

Salos's face is too rebellious, after all, he is a purebred succubus, and with his face, every time he makes her angry, she looks at his face and most of the anger disappears.

At the moment, only his face has this effect.

Hearing Xiao Zhimiao's words, Modu was stunned for an instant, forgetting to slap her hand away, and letting her pinch his face and watch left and right.

After a while, he came back to his senses, let go of Xiao Zhimiao, and touched his face.

The face is smooth, there are no bumpy scars, and there are no disgusting abscesses, except for the dragon horns,

Nothing else.

Only then did he react, and looked at his hands, which were all intact, free of foul-smelling abscesses and chapped wounds that could not heal.

He looked at Xiao Zhimiao, who was still pressed to the ground by him, in surprise, and grabbed her hand, "You...... It's you......"

Xiao Zhimiao smiled suddenly, "What is it?"

Modu looked at her with complicated eyes, "It's your blood ......."

"Is it my blood that restores you to normal?"

Xiao Zhimiao bent the corners of her mouth, looking at him in a very good mood, and her left hand on the ground was faintly flashing red.

Modu didn't have long to be happy, he watched Xiao Zhimiao hook and flick his fingers at him, and his body flew out violently.

Modu hit the wall and fell to the ground, he quickly got up from the ground and looked at Xiao Zhimiao vigilantly.

Xiao Zhimiao hooked her hand at him, "Come here."

Mo Du didn't move, a crimson curse mark immediately appeared in his heart, and his body walked towards Xiao Zhimiao uncontrollably.

Seeing himself like this, his face became ugly.

"It took me a lot of effort."

Xiao Zhimiao stood up from the ground and clapped her hands.

She walked up to Moddo and pointed her finger at his heart, and Moddo followed her movements, seeing the crimson spell mark on his heart.

"You control me?!"

Modu's voice was full of anger, and he immediately wanted to use his ability against Xiao Zhimiao, but Xiao Zhimiao said indifferently: "Kneel."

The two fluttering words were like a mountain pressing on Modu's body, and his body lost his strength and knelt down.

Xiao Zhimiao looked at him condescendingly, met his angry face, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a little, "I can't figure out how I control you? I'm not telling you, I also have a dragon who is much bigger and more capable than you, and he's my little pet now."

"All I need to do is use the spell that controls him on you with a slight alteration."

When Fang used the magic array to control him, it was this spell mark she cast on him, although he broke free, the spell mark was still planted, and then activated by her blood.

As a powerful ancient dragon god, Adison is much more difficult to control than Modu, and the spell mark is more complicated, with his spell mark, Xiao Zhimiao only needs to draw the gourd and change it according to the same.

This spell is not for everyone, but for all dragons.

Although she sensed that this Modo might not be a real dragon, as long as he was, he could be controlled by her spell sigil.

This spell mark had almost exhausted her existing magic power, but fortunately she had a crystal ball to help, otherwise she would have been a little overwhelmed.

It also had to rely on the blood of her evil god to play a big role, and fortunately, with Adison as the foundation, after getting rid of his dragon, the other dragons were not a problem.

However, it took her a lot of energy to create this spell mark at the beginning, and now she has picked up a ready-made one.

For a domination level like Modo, it is not very safe, and the spell mark is also rough, which requires her to constantly consume mana and blood control, but as long as she controls him now, she can continue to optimize the spell mark.

Modu stared at her darkly, "You can't control me all the time."

Xiao Zhimiao lay down in the pile of silk, folded her hands on her chest, looked at him and said, "Let me guess, is it the curse that has been placed on you, and it will devour any curse that has been blessed on you?"

Her hand flicked among the treasures beside her, "Or do you have any treasure that can help you unlock my curse seal?"

Seeing that Mo Du didn't speak, Xiao Zhimiao smiled slightly: "It seems that I guessed correctly, you are cursed."