War of the Three Realms

Chapter 1937 Rising winds and clouds, dragon domain hegemony [-]
　After Austin crawled out of the main god's palace, the main god turned into the appearance of a black-clothed boy again, sitting on a tall throne, but a strange light flashed in his eyes, and he murmured: "My dear Wei Wei! Sister Nasi, brother, I really admire your calmness. At this point, can you still sit still? You are the only one who can compete with me in this world! Could it be that I can’t even destroy your base? Do you want to show up?"

"Hey! My brother, you are still as extreme as ever. I really don't know what the passage of time has brought to you. You haven't changed at all. How can you win if you continue like this?"

A faint voice rang out suddenly, like a spring breeze blowing on the face, giving people a feeling of extreme warmth, and even more a kind of warmth of dreaming back to childhood reverberated in the heart.

The main god's eyes couldn't help but narrowed, casting a kind of light that even he couldn't explain clearly.

His rock-like resolute and blunt face finally stretched slowly, revealing a difficult smile.

"My dear sister Venus, are you finally here?"

"If I don't come again, don't you want to destroy the entire Dragon Realm?"

The voice of Venus, the goddess of life, is gentle and pleasant, surpassing the most beautiful music in the world. Even if she is angry, it brings a wonderful feeling like singing.

The Lord God of Darkness suddenly stood up, and immediately, like a cannonball hitting, the terrifying momentum spread out, setting off a hurricane, rolling up all the facilities in the spaceship, and hitting the crystal walls on both sides one after another.

No matter how beautiful and strong the decorations were, they were all shattered into pieces, flying in the wind, creating an extreme beauty of destruction.

But amidst the fragments in the sky, a beautiful figure in fluttering white clothes suddenly appeared. She seemed to be composed of fragments. When she took shape, the fragments in the sky disappeared like an illusion.

The transition from extremely violent to now extremely quiet is so natural, as if everything is taken for granted.

What's even more weird is that she just waved her white jade-like crystal lightly, gracefully like a dance class, and the interior of the spaceship that was completely destroyed by the Lord God of Darkness just now recovered as before, as if the storm just now was just a phantom.

"Brother, do you still like to destroy so much? Even if it's your favorite decoration!"

The goddess spoke quietly, and the beautiful voice echoed in the metal world, arousing countless echoes, extremely beautiful.

　
(End of this chapter)