Under the bright full moon, Xi Ziyue stretched her wings in the posture of a cross, and the wing membranes were covered with the silver glow of the moonlight.

Xi Ziyue looked up at the sky. Snowflakes fell into her golden eyes that reflected patterns, and melted into wisps of steam.

"Long time no see, world."

A long time passed, and she finally saw the real city and sky again, with the moon hanging above her head like a holy halo.

If the power brought to her by the previous fusions could be described as boiling or violent, then this time the fusion was absolutely quiet, so quiet that she couldn't distinguish the boundary between herself and the world.

She could hear the fear and confusion coming from the city, and could also clearly see every frightened face in the dark buildings. The wind formed her breath, and her body seemed to be rooted in the earth. Every heartbeat

You can all feel life.

She can even see herself clearly now, through a third-person perspective.

Half human, half dragon - this title is no longer accurate. Now she is far away from the identity of a human being, and is infinitely close to the so-called perfect creature.

The pale blue scales covered most of her delicate body, from her toes to her knees, from her fingertips to her shoulders, and then from her waist to her chest. With her breathing, each scale opened and closed, playing like a pipe organ.

music.

Horn features also appeared on her body. They were not the horns of a goat that represented Satan and the devil in myths and legends, but antlers as bright as coral. When Xi Ziyue first saw them, she almost mistaken them for a crown.

She tried to stretch her back, and the light edges as thin as cicada wings spread out, like butterflies, or like snowflakes burning with blue flames, and the entire night sky was radiated by its light.

Angel——Many children lie cautiously at the window, thinking in trance.

"So, are you satisfied with your latest character design?" Jormungandr's voice sounded in her ears.

"It's very comfortable." Xi Ziyue breathed softly, feeling the gentle wind pouring into her body and turning into rain and dew that irrigated her skin.

So is this the privilege of the Dragon King? Just breathing is such a pleasure.

"Just comfortable? Are you afraid of this ferocious self?" Jörmungandr asked again, with provocation.

The word ferocious is not wrong. No matter how sacred this image is, like an angel or a queen, it always reveals the violent side of the devil. Fear of it is the first reaction of most people.

Xi Ziyue did not answer the question, but simply asked: "More than this, I want to know where my breasts went?"

This really concerned her.

In the past, every fusion, in addition to unlocking new skins, the size upgrade was also a major attraction, but now Xi Ziyue found that instead of being upgraded, her size was on the decline.

"Could it be that you were evenly matched?" Xi Ziyue looked suspicious.

Jörmungandr fell silent. It seemed that he was right and simply pretended to be dead.

"Then, next..." Xi Ziyue turned her head and looked at a corner of the sky.

Through the power of the King of Ocean and Water, she can clearly see the flow of elements in the air, as well as the hidden doors - the door to the Food Plain of Night.

That door is located directly below Genji Heavy Industries, coinciding with the Iron Dome Temple.

But in Xi Ziyue's eyes, it was actually a huge torii. The descendants of the White King in ancient times used it to travel between the real world and the Nibelungs. Time has passed and the outside world has undergone earth-shaking changes. But under the Dragon King's control,

In my eyes, the torii gate still exists.

"That's it."

Before heading there, Xi Ziyue still has something to do... arrange the remaining three teammates.

On Xi Ziyue's light wings like snowflakes, hanging were the sleeping Charlotte, Hui Liyi, and Ling.

For some reason, Xi Ziyue felt a little envious when she saw their faces sleeping as peacefully as piglets. She felt that she hadn't had such a beautiful sleep in a long time.

Suddenly, Xi Ziyue noticed the existence of Yuan Zhisheng thousands of meters away.

With a slight flutter of wings, Xi Ziyue came in front of him with a hurricane. All the family cadres subconsciously raised their guns, but in front of the powerful Long Wei, no one could pull the trigger.

"Xi Ziyue...is it really you?" Yuan Zhisheng slowly let go of Spider Chee.

"It's me... help me take care of them." Xi Ziyue handed the girls behind him out.

Seeing Erika again after such a long time, Minamoto's heart trembled. The joy of seeing her again after such a long absence made him forget to ask about the current situation.

"There is good news. During the process of forming a cocoon, she herself has been soaked in the Dragon King's blood. She should be able to speak normally from now on... Goodbye."

"Wait a minute!" Yuan Zhisheng subconsciously called to Xi Ziyue's strange yet familiar figure from behind.

Xi Ziyue turned her head and waited for the other party to speak further.

She still has that majestic yet gentle look in her eyes, and even though her appearance is no different from that of the Dragon King, her soul doesn't seem to have changed at all, except for becoming slightly stronger.

"I wish you... a prosperous military fortune." Yuan Zhisheng thought about it and realized that he really had nothing to say, so he had to use the most Japanese blessing.

Xi Ziyue nodded, and the next moment, she disappeared, leaving only the flying snow raised by the storm.

The world stage is heating up again, and fate guides the heroes to the final whirlpool.

Through the perspective of the ethnic group, Xi Ziyue can grasp most of the information in the world.

In Italy, on the outskirts of Rome, Caesar is launching his final rebellion against freedom. Dictado slashes his brother Augustus over and over again. Behind the two of them is a raging fire. It was the explosion of a Harley motorcycle.

The fire caused.

Kassel is also in the midst of a full-scale war. An hour ago, missiles swept the sky, and the college's air defense network was fully opened. Taking this as a signal to start the war, armed members from the hostile mixed-race forces came out in full force and invaded the college from all directions.

Xi Ziyue even saw her hometown. Originally, there were no eye spies from the ocean and water tribes here, but Jörmungandr placed many useful spies here in order to spy on Chu Zihang.

On Chu Zihang's side, he successfully met the man who was both his father and his heroic spirit. They were crossing the viaduct to go to the Nibelungen on the other side to perform a task related to closing the passage.

This feeling is actually quite good, as if fighting side by side with everyone, or performing a grand stage play together.

In front of the torii gate, Xi Ziyue stepped up the steps, and the mirror of the elements began to rotate, reflecting the starry sky and herself like a kaleidoscope.

"Rush over! Run to your own stage! Xiziyue!" Jörmungandr shouted behind her.

There was a crisp crack, the mirror shattered, Xi Ziyue passed through the torii, and the desolate and magnificent city scene appeared at her feet.

Above, there is a gorgeous aurora, and the figures of the gods are looming in the light.
Chapter completed!