roccoschili Chapter 650 Isn't She a Woman?
Chapter 650 Isn't She a Woman?
Yinglong's huge ruby dragon eyes, which were originally filled with vigilance, suspicion and impatience, changed the moment they met the four figures.
The dragon's eyes contracted and then dilated violently!
Deep within her pupils, the chaotic mist was instantly cleaved apart by an extremely dazzling light, so familiar that it made her soul tremble.
"Woo——!!"
A deep, resonant dragon roar, seemingly traversing endless time and space, filled with pain, struggle, ecstasy, and endless longing, suddenly erupted from the depths of Ying Cancan's enormous throat.
The entire sea of clouds seemed to be wailing.
Countless fragments of long-forgotten memories surged like a burst dam, relentlessly assaulting her reconstructed sea of consciousness.
Youyou has the best temper; she loves tending to flowers and plants. Bingbing is a little troublemaker; even at a young age, she loves chasing after Youyou and pulling her whiskers. And then there are those four "scenery" figures who are always standing around Youyou, a sight she never tires of...
Youyou! Bingbing! Her most precious best friends!
She remembered! She remembered everything!
"I...I missed you all so much!!!"
Ying Cancan's enormous dragon head could no longer contain itself. With a heart-wrenching cry, it spread its massive dragon wings, wanting to give her a deep embrace.
However, instead of the same warm embrace, she was greeted with...
"Bang!" Bingbing punched the dragon hard on the nose.
We finally got it.
"Forget your friends for the sake of beauty!"
"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!" Ying Cancan cried out in pain, covering her nose with the huge dragon claw, looking aggrieved.
With a muffled voice, she said, "I'm innocent, Bingbing! My soul is trapped here, and the memories of being separated from you are too painful... I wanted to recall some happy things to ease the pain, and over time, I forgot about you, but I remember them more clearly..."
Her huge dragon eyes were brimming with tears as she tried to move Bingbing with her pitiful gaze.
Bingbing actually fell for it, snorted, and didn't pursue the matter further.
I vented a lot of my anger by throwing a punch.
Qin Youyou was both annoyed and amused. The resentment in her heart was largely dispelled by the joy of the reunion.
Seeing Youyou smile, the four brothers of the Ling generation also smiled, which made Yinglong's eyes sparkle again.
Below, the crowd was still reeling from the shock of Qin Youyou waving her hand to separate the two primordial beasts; their minds hadn't fully restarted.
Immediately afterwards, they saw the four figures that Qin Youyou had summoned.
The moment those four figures became clearly visible—
They were in a daze for about ten seconds.
Two of them were people I had met in the previous level of the ruins exploration. What's scary is that these two were also summoned by Flying Stick!
These two are ancient gods from the ruins of the creator god. Similarly, wouldn't the other two they haven't seen also be ancient gods?
The grandparents of the Holy Knights class stared wide-eyed, and the crystal ball in Grandpa Zhang Baolin's hand fell to the ground with a "clatter" and shattered into pieces, but he was completely unaware!
“The murals! They are all ancient gods from the murals!”
Lan Xiao's finger trembled as he pointed to the sky, his voice distorted by extreme excitement and awe.
The archaeology students held crystal balls and examined them carefully.
"That one with the little tiger teeth is in charge of the vitality of the East and wields the power of the Green Wood!"
"That aloof and unsmiling one guards the western frontier, the master of warfare and conquest!"
"That one who seems so gentle, patrolling the southern fire and wielding the flames of civilization!"
"And then there's that devilishly charming one... who rules the Northern Mystic Waters and controls the Netherworld Ocean!"
Seeing them all submit to their creator god master, every archaeology student was filled with immense excitement.
"They... are the four strongest generals under the God of Creation!"
Lan Ze's jaw dropped. He abruptly turned to look at Lan Xiao, and both brothers saw unparalleled horror in each other's eyes: "The...the four Primal Ancient Gods under the Creator God?! They...they were summoned by Mu Feigun?!"
Hua Xiange clenched her fists so tightly that her nails almost dug into her palms.
These four gods are not only handsome and powerful, but also have completely different styles...
As expected, all his fantasies were just wishful thinking.
Hua Yan'er's body trembled violently, and her pretty face turned deathly pale.
She gazed intently at the four figures in the air, seemingly straight out of mythology, radiating boundless divine power, then looked at the young man in blue robes who stood calmly before the four gods, as if they were entitled to obey her...
A tremendous, suffocating sense of awe and remoteness instantly seized her.
Her previous thoughts about "marrying into the family" and "protection" now seemed so ridiculous and insignificant, like dust. She finally understood the meaning of her brother's words, "like the bright moon, one can only look up at it."
All eyes were fixed on the four ancient god figures, their primordial aura vast as the sea, their majesty profound, and...
The seemingly ordinary young man in blue robes, who could command the silence of four ancient gods standing behind him.
An absurd yet uniquely reasonable conjecture exploded in everyone's mind like a thunderclap—
It can command the four primordial ancient gods and erase the might of Yinglong...
only...
That legendary...
God of Creation!
Mu Feigun…he…could he be…?!
A profound silence descended once more, heavier than ever before, filled with unparalleled shock, awe, and disbelief!
However, amidst this extreme shock, an undeniable contradiction, like ice water poured over their heads, instantly cooled many people's fervent speculation, plunging them into deeper confusion.
"No...that's not right..."
Lan Ze murmured to himself as the crystal ball in his hand projected a clear image of a mural depicting the creator goddess. She was slender, beautiful, and had a red mole between her eyebrows.
“On the mural… the creator goddess… is clearly… a woman, a woman with a red mole between her eyebrows!” His voice trembled with extreme confusion.
These words were like a pebble thrown into a still lake, instantly creating ripples all around.
"Yes, all the creator gods in the murals are depicted as goddesses."
"What... what's going on? Mu Feigun is a man."
"Could it be...could it be that Mu Feigun is a descendant or offspring of the Creator God?"
"Or perhaps... a successor?"
“But… but the attitude of those four ancient gods towards him… was clearly one of absolute submission. This doesn’t seem like how they would treat a descendant or successor.”
A huge question enveloped everyone.
Only Hua Xiange smiled bitterly.