"For my selfish desires, I walked out of the Dragon Clan and gave up my responsibilities and mission...

This is the mistake I made...

An irreversible mistake..."

After struggling for a long time, Macchiato vaguely told the reason why the goddess of the earth punished it...

"so…

It took me being imprisoned for thousands of years to understand this, and I was willing to let go of the so-called pride of the Dragon Clan and make this decision...

Please tell Lady Kenikania, the goddess of the earth!

Storm Dragon, Macchiato Ivanley Stuart

, the reason is to obey her will and dedicate a hundred years of loyalty in exchange for the goddess’s forgiveness!”

Lowering his head slightly, Macchiato's tone was solemn and his attitude was very humble.

In its view, the human girl in front of it, this girl with amazing beauty, favored by the goddess of water, and close relationship with the goddess of earth, is its only hope...

After two thousand years of constant trying, it has given up its extravagant hope of breaking free from this magic circle.

And this human being who has been waiting for two thousand years to bring his news to the goddess is already its last hope...

The huge bone dragon lowered its head...

This solemn request suddenly put Gianna in trouble...

I can recall the experience of Macchiato and its attitude...

“Sorry… macchiato!

But...I can't convey this news to you..."

Jaina sighed leisurely, not hiding anything from her.

"Cannot... convey!"

Suddenly I was stunned...

Macchiato slowly raised his head, but then, the flames in his eyes suddenly lit up!

"Human...are you fooling me!

You're mocking the Storm Dragon Macchiato!"

It seems that I have been cheated...

A long and heartfelt conversation, and words from the heart, were treated as a joke...

Macchiato looked at Gianna angrily!

"This...how is this possible..."

I was about to vent my anger and let the ignorant human girl in front of me taste its anger...

But Macchiato suddenly froze, and the curse he was about to say was instantly blocked in his mouth...

…

The golden silk dress is embroidered with unknown flowers and plants. The holy atmosphere lingers around the somewhat illusory body, and the humble face has a kind smile...

The figure of the earth goddess Kenicania appeared next to Gianna, and her quiet and elegant smile instantly petrified Macchiato.

"This is impossible!

Mother Earth...the kind and generous Lord Knikanya!

He also died..."

Staring dully at the enchanting golden figure, Macchiato seemed to have lost consciousness...

The strong mental power and clear consciousness are all speeding up the facts in front of it, but it seems unwilling to accept it...

A crisp sound echoed in my mind...

Broken...

The last glimmer of hope in my heart...

Two thousand years of hope and waiting...

A chance for your own freedom…

The only way to redeem yourself...

Everything disappeared with the appearance of this illusory figure...

"Crack...click..."

The huge body swayed a few times before falling down.

As if a pile of bones were piled together, Macchiato's will and spirit were completely dispersed, and the flames in his eyes were dim and almost extinguished...

…

"about there!"

Seeing Macchiato's performance, Gianna felt happy and raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

The Bone Dragon was depressed, almost on the verge of mental collapse, and Jaina waited for the opportunity and finally appeared!

Is it to completely collapse and lead to madness and destruction?

Or give it redemption and cheer it up again?

The initiative has finally returned to Jaina's hands!

"Things are not that bad!"

Raising her head slightly, Jaina walked through the magic circle and strolled up to Macchiato, her expression becoming serious.

"Ashelus is gone, but her promise has not been abandoned!

Kenicania has fallen, but her will has not died!

Gianna Ogilia!

Accepted the blessing of the goddess and inherited the will of the goddess!

I will take their place and fulfill their unfinished mission!"

A proud expression, a sacred aura, a serious tone, and a sincere attitude.

As soon as Gianna opened her mouth, Macchiato was shocked!

But looking at the slender figure in front of it, it sighed feebly...

"Please trust me!

Because the goddesses you respect, love, and fear all believe in me!"

I understood what it was worried about, but Jaina didn't give it a chance to speak.

Accompanied by that clear and sweet voice, the figure of the water goddess Ashelus appeared next to her again.

On the left is Asheleth, and on the right is Kenicania. The light radiating from the illusory figures of the two goddesses makes Jaina look sacred and solemn.

“It’s not just that I gained the goddess’s trust!

I gained the divinity of two goddesses!

A new goddess of the future!

While inheriting the will of the goddess, I am also willing to assume the responsibilities of the goddess!"

Gianna smiled, slowly raised her right hand, and pointed straight at the Macchiato.

"Have you inherited the godhead of a goddess? And there are still two goddesses?"

As if a thunderbolt from the clear sky hit him in the head, Macchiato exclaimed, and his jaw almost dropped in shock...

However, Jaina didn't explain any more...

"In the name of the Earth Goddess, Kenikania!

I am willing to show mercy to the storm dragon who has committed crimes!"

In a soft and gentle voice, a soft white palm directly touched Macchiato's huge skull...

As the great magician's magic energy surged, waves of golden ripples rippled through his body like waves. The warm and soft energy made Macchiato feel so comfortable that he almost screamed on the spot...

"This...this is..."

With the infusion of magic from Gianna, which is insignificant compared to the size of Macchiato, the golden ribbons woven from the golden wheat ears wrapped around its body slid down to the ground along its bones like flowing water.

Down……

"Buzz..."

After a slight trembling, the dark golden magic circle arranged by the earth goddess Knikanya herself - the guardian of fertility, rotated and spread...

And a relaxed joy that was freed from the constraints of oppression, a feeling of relief and relaxation throughout the body, made Macchiato roar with excitement...
To be continued...