Ron subconsciously sniffed the strange fragrance, but he suddenly realized that he should be in a state of anger at this time, and then quickly shifted his gaze to the countless bellflowers that "jingled" in the grassland.

"Jingle Bell~Bang~Jingle Bell~~"

The plant, which resembles a real dragon, sways and makes a crisp and pleasant sound along with the white light that glows around it.

Bellflower is a strange magical material that grows in an extremely harsh environment, and must grow in the dark caverns of the main plane.

Its stems are covered with scaly leaves that look like the skin of a snake.

Over the course of their long growth, these leaves absorb the dark magic and energy of the cavern, and produce a crisp sound similar to that of a wind chime, which is where its name comes from.

When the bellflower's growing environment is attacked by humans, it emits a piercing chirp to warn the surrounding creatures.

It is even rumored to be able to transmit messages and provide some help to creatures that live in darkness.

"This is a grassland, it's all naked gold coins!"

"Hmph, when you leave, you must pack all these treasures and take them away, and smash a wave of Death's wool!"

Ron thought to himself.

Bellflower is widely used in the field of magic, its dragon scale leaves are an important ingredient for the treatment of magical diseases, and its rhizome is an essential ingredient for making high-level magic potions.

Despite its harsh growing environment, bellflower is still a treasure sought after by many magicians.

Due to the extremely harsh environment in which it grows and its fragrance can easily attract wild beasts to eat it, this magical ingredient is often priceless.

At its peak, a leaf of bellflower once fetched a high price of 300 gold coins in the royal capital!

But this kind of magic plant, which is rare in the entire astral realm, is widely distributed throughout the grassland of the dead as if it doesn't need money.

And it's grown directly in the open air!

It's as if they've eaten hormones, and the tallest of them grows up to 15 meters tall! Countless blades resembling dragon scales on the curved vine neck fluttered in the breeze as if it were a real dragon!

The rich aroma emitted by countless bellflowers becomes more and more pleasant the more you smell it, and this rich fragrance is different from other fat powder flavors, and no matter how many times you smell it, you will not feel tired and tired.

Every time you smell this aroma, you will relax and soothe your body and mind, as if you are in a fantasy world.

It's no wonder that the goddess of death would say to use it for shampooing.

As Ron pondered how much he could sell for these bellflowers.

The Goddess of Death suddenly pressed her cheek up, making close contact with Ron's face.

"What are you doing?"

Ron was startled by the goddess's sudden movements, but was soon captivated by the fragrance emanating from her.

He could feel her breathing and body temperature, as if she were as close as she was last night.

Ron's face flushed, and now he didn't know what to say, so he waited quietly for Lady Death's next move.

The goddess of death seemed to know what was going on in his heart, and smiled at him and said to him:

"Don't worry, little Ron, you can take as many foreign objects as you want."

"Now"

"I just want you to experience my taste~~~"

"Ling"

Before Ron could finish speaking, a gentle touch was transmitted from his lips to his brain.

"Hmm!"

Ron looked helplessly at the goddess of death who teleported in front of him and was making a verbal attack.

How many times has this been?

There were so many times that Ron couldn't count how many times he had been attacked in the past two days.

He now really wants to return to the original world, and then answer in that weaving app, [What does it feel like for the goddess to love her mouth?] This question.

Thank you for the invitation, I am in another world, I just got off the plane, I forgot in the middle, and I forgot in the back

The goddess of death looked at Ron, who was flushed, let go of her mouth, and asked with a grin:

"Is little Ron still angry?"

"Whew."

Before Ron could catch her breath, she sealed the other's mouth again.

"Woooooo (Let go of me, I'm not angry.) ）

"Woo woo woo" (served, served, really angry)

Therefore, don't be afraid of a woman's materiality, a woman who is not materialistic is even more terrible, because what she wants is true love, which is so rare that you can't afford it.

That's it

Until the sun rises three poles

The three suns in the sky all rose to the very center of the realm of the dead, and the goddess of death stopped her "attack".

She got up and gently straightened her squeezed and slightly crumpled pink bow, a satisfied smile on her face.

Only Ron with a bad expression was left lying on the prairie.

He looked at the gray sky, his eyes were blank, and he muttered:

"Damn, god. How can this be"

The goddess of death looked at Ron, who had a loveless expression on his face, and smiled secretly in her heart.

This time, I caught you in advance, how can I not eat you up completely!

It's a pity that Ron's current body is not suitable for some intense exercise with the gods, otherwise this last bit of innocence will have to be taken away by the goddess of death.

The goddess of death coughed lightly, pulled Ron straight up, and gently straightened his collar.

Although these are all Transfiguration variations

But in some cases, the meaning of the form is far more important than its real function.

"Okay, little Ron, you don't want to be cheap and behave."

The goddess of death whispered:

"When you go out and see other people in the future, you can proudly tell him that it is a true god who kisses you, and is it not more faceless than the priest knight of the little silver dragon?"

Rein Hart?

I didn't expect this goddess of death to even know about him.

Ron pondered the scene.

Hiss. What she said doesn't seem to be unreasonable!

And is this considered hugging the thigh of the goddess of death? In the future, if you encounter a wife who can't be beaten, you will shake your wife directly?

Tsk, this guy Ron is reluctant to talk about it, but in his heart he even calls his wife this way.

Where he didn't notice,

The Goddess of Death's face flushed slightly, but quickly returned to her original appearance.

"Do you want to know anything about Io?"

Seeing that the goddess of death was down to business, Ron stopped thinking nonsense.

He rolled around, sat up straight, looked at the beautiful woman in front of him and said with a serious face.

"Yes!"

"After all, it's about my life, think about it, in case this big guy wants my body"

Ron's subtext is clear.

[This lady of death, you don't want me to be taken away~~]

The goddess of death slapped Ron on the back angrily, knocking the indecent expression on his face away, and then shook his head with a smile and said:

"You underestimate Io's bearing and strength."

"If he wanted to live, the primordial gods would never have killed him."

She looked at Ron, whose face was becoming more serious, and slowly said the biggest loophole in the inheritance record:

"Don't you think it's strange? According to the two lineages in your mind, Io's body was killed by the Lord of Terror, so how did the good and evil dragon god born from his corpse and inherit part of Io's power defeat the Lord of Terror and the countless primordial demon gods and Aragami? ”

"Besides, do you really think that those old gods are weak?"

"It's really hard to explain."

Ron frowned, wondering why he hadn't thought that before.

The Goddess of Death looked at the setting sun in the sky, and the infinite multiverse full of life hidden behind the setting sun.

She said slowly in a deep voice:

"For this is what He wants to see, and since then there will be no gods in the world, and the gods will finally usher in their first liberation."

"You were born in the world he created, and naturally you don't notice this kind of detail that he doesn't want you to think about."

"Though His true Spirit has dissipated, that remnant of will remains."

Seeing that Ron still seemed a little puzzled, and without waiting for him to ask, the goddess of death continued:

"Io, he was close to that tipping point, about to take the step of breaking through the gods of God."

"So even if Io lost ninety percent of his Origin Power after the creation of the world, even if he fought against the Titan Father Annan before fighting the Demon God, he is fully capable of killing the Lord of Terror and the other Aragas."

Speaking of this, the goddess of death said with some emotion:

"But he gave up that choice, and instead decided to carve out the strange world of the astral realm in the chaotic multiverse, and sacrificed his body for it, and the power of the twelve different 'hearts' representing the tendencies of the whole camp was completely dispersed, making the entire astral realm vibrant."

"The Lord of Terror is just a 'knife' that He has chosen to kill himself."

Life, the most beautiful rose in the world, was created by Him.

With stardust as mud, the galaxy nourishes.

Despite the fact that the creator is gone

But the flower of life will never wither, and will always bloom in the quiet universe.

Hearing this, Ron's frown eased somewhat.

Giving everything for the sake of the astral plane, the nine-faced dragon god Io with this personality is also worthy of the title of god of gods and king of gods in the bard's mouth.

If this kind of god is just trying to grab the body of an iridescent dragon, there is no need to go to such trouble as making such a thing as a system.

But

Ron looked at the goddess of death and suddenly asked:

"What is the realm after God ascends to God? Has God ever done it? ”

(End of chapter)