Angers retreated and immediately left the space aimed at him.
He returned to his previous position and stood at the entrance. The lava-like golden boy looked at the woman who suddenly appeared with a solemn expression.
Pitter-patter of blood continued to drip onto the ground along the cracked wounds on his arms.
But as if he couldn't feel the pain, he tightened his grip on the folding knife even harder.
At the same time, pieces of fine scales emerged from under his skin, covering his appearance.
The tendons and bones in his body were tightened like steel bars at this moment, full of terrifying explosive power.
Three times of bloodshed!
Under the third degree of violent blood, Angre seemed to be covered with a layer of exoskeleton, looking extremely ferocious.
After breaking free from Angers' folding knife that brought death to people, α didn't feel the slightest joy. Instead, he was covered in cold sweat.
Facing the woman who appeared in front of Meyer, α and β only had awe and fear in their hearts.
If they knew that there was a certain god standing behind the Rothschild family, they would not cooperate with the Rothschilds at all!
Because they are no longer qualified to cooperate with Rothschild.
Mortals can never stand in the same position as gods.
The sight of the god who appeared fell on the α group, and the α group felt the weight of the god's gaze for the first time.
This weight was so obvious, pressing down on them like a mountain, that their already old bodies became more and more stooped, and finally they couldn't help but crawl to the ground.
When mortals visit the gods, they must prostrate themselves to show their respect for the gods.
Then, the god's gaze fell on Angers from the old man of the Gattuso family.
Facing the gaze of the gods, this old man who was bent on revenge stopped his spine, and a cold voice came from his mouth, "Don't confuse me with those dirty rats who are greedy for life and afraid of death."
"No dragon king I've ever seen is better than you!"
"Humble humans." Gods don't seem to care about what humans think, nor their persistence.
She didn't like the person in front of her who was facing her directly, so she lightly stroked Angers casually.
The elements between heaven and earth were mobilized at this moment, and a scarlet crescent moon seemed to be woven abruptly. The moment it appeared, it surrounded Angers in the middle.
Then, the two sides of the crescent moon closed quickly.
Angers didn't know what would happen after the crescent moon closed into a ring, and he didn't want to experience it.
Open at time zero.
Everything slowed down as far as he could see.
The scales on his body closed and spewed out scorching high-temperature gas, and the rushing dragon's blood improved his body's various abilities dozens of times.
The folding knife in his hand swung out a piercing cold light and struck the crescent moon directly.
Immediately, terrifying power burst out between the slashes. The scales on Ange's arms exploded one after another, and hot blood continued to splash.
But the attack from the gods also made a gap in it.
Angers escaped from the attack range through the gap.
Angers dodged her attack, clearly surprising the god.
Her eyes soon fell on Angers pocket knife.
"That's it." The obscure and ancient language sounded, and her curiosity that had just aroused dissipated.
At the same time, the thin layer of mist covering her face suddenly lit up with a bright light like the sun.
The light was so dazzling and majestic that it was impossible to look directly at it.
Guo's stern words also came out of her mouth, "I said, your future will appear before my eyes."
As a result, a golden thread appeared on Ange's body.
The thread was like a carefully woven golden thread, extending from Ange's mind to the void.
That golden thread is so conspicuous in the dark castle, but it makes people feel illusory.
Seeing the golden dotted line, Ange shrinks slightly.
At this moment, he suddenly felt that the future was uncertain.
It seemed like something terrible was about to happen.
He tried to distance himself from the dragon king.
However, no matter how far away he is from the dragon king, the virtual golden thread is like a fixed position in the void, with no concept of distance.
"I said, buried in time, your future will be cut off." The majestic ancient language sounded again.
As a result, the golden thread extending from Ange's body immediately tightened.
And Ange's body that kept retreating couldn't move again at this moment.
Angers could even feel the tearing pain in his mind.
The space fluctuated slightly, and the other party, like a virtuous wife, slowly picked up a pair of scissors.
The scissors seemed to be made of pure gold, with densely packed small words engraved on them.
She took the scissors and pointed them at the golden thread extending from Ange's body.
"Shikoti?" Angers's penis kept enlarging, and he struggled hard, but to no avail.
The feeling of powerlessness in the face of the first-generation species swept over me again.
Even if he is already in the state of violent blood three times, even if he is unique among hybrids.
But he is not a dragon after all.
In "Norse Mythology", Shikodi, one of the three goddesses of fate, has the ability to judge and cut off the future.
This ability is extremely weird, and it is no longer even in the category of words and spirits, but involves the level of rules.
The spirit of speech is only a superficial expression of the rules.
The person in front of me is obviously Shikodi who has touched the rules!
Her identity is extremely special, and so far, humans have not understood it.
"I said, destiny cannot be fiddled with, and the future cannot be decided." Just as Shikoti's scissors were aimed at Angers' fate line symbolizing the future, a cold voice seemed to fall from the sky.
It seems that the owner of this voice is the real god.
When this voice fell, the fate line that appeared in Angers body, symbolizing the future, disappeared into the void the moment before Shikodi closed the scissors.
This sudden scene shocked everyone.
Who can interfere with Shikodi, one of the three goddesses of fate?
Everyone looked up and saw that behind Angers, a woman wearing a moon-white priest's robe seemed to have come from illusion into reality, passed Angers, and came to the front of everyone.
Like a waterfall, her long silver hair hung down on her hips, like swaying stars.
Her flawless face was as cold as the snow-capped mountains in the distance.
Her vagina is so clear, so clear that it makes people feel that there is no presence of everyone present in her eyes.
At this moment, she was arrogant and even more arrogant.
"It's you!" Shikodi, who was originally calm, finally had a wave of excitement in her eyes the moment she saw this woman.
