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The intense tremors caused the ground to crack open instantly, creating fissures hundreds of meters long.
"careful!"
Esdeath's expression suddenly changed.
Looking at Najenda, he murmured, "Is she the prey this guy has his eye on?"
That's really... their luck is absolutely terrible!
"Alright, now it's my turn, Aoba."
Esdeath did not hesitate at all.
Seeing the frost dragon suddenly appear, an ice blade instantly appeared in his hand.
Looking at that enormous figure, he softly uttered:
"Makapatma!"
call out!
Just for a moment.
Everything is quiet!
The moment the enormous dragon head appeared, the sword blade suddenly slashed out diagonally.
instantly...
Countless ice blades were unleashed simultaneously!
Swish swish! ! !
A burst of icy light erupted, transforming into a barrage of icy blue bullets that covered the massive head of the dragon that had been exposed.
Just this moment.
The frozen spacetime suddenly relaxed.
The ice light also disappeared at the same time.
Before the frost dragon could react, its massive head shattered with a deafening roar.
The terrifying ice crystal defense crumbled into fragments.
The final strike severed the connection between the head and the body.
"..."
As Najenda watched Esdeath display her might in the distance, it seemed as if the last breath she had left had completely dissipated.
He tilted his head and fell directly onto Aoba.
"Eh?"
"Don't die."
Aoba lifted Najenda off him and looked at her pale face.
A helpless sigh escaped his lips.
What can I do? I'm just too kind.
I'm just trying to save you, don't overthink it.
As he spoke, he slightly pricked his fingertip, squeezed out a drop of blood, and put it into Najenda's mouth.
Then, blood trickled down from Najenda's lips.
Apply it to your lips.
[Interacting with Najenda...]
[Gain the Leader's Aura]
Chapter 118 Walking Hormones! Whoever loses is the spoils of war!!!
As Aoba's blood flowed into Najenda's mouth...
A powerful force began to emerge from that drop of blood.
This is an ability that Aoba has only recently discovered.
Women who have exchanged bodily fluids with him will become significantly stronger over a certain period of time.
This applies to both Rize Kamishiro and Otome Yamabuki.
Even Kasumigaoka's skin improved significantly after talking with Aoba.
Perhaps this is the domineering nature of the rainbow-colored entries!
His bodily fluids, once exchanged with women, become a delicacy comparable to the flesh of Tang Sanzang!
Feeding Najenda blood was also part of an experiment.
Judging from the looks of it, the effect should be quite good.
The woman's hypothermic body regained warmth, and her faint heartbeat slowly returned and began to beat again.
However, perhaps due to the severity of his injuries, he still shows no signs of waking up.
"It seems he has come back to life."
Aoba chuckled softly.
He then stopped paying attention to Najenda and grasped the holy sword, a trophy he had seized from the alien prince.
They ran towards Esdeath's location.
Although she was very strong, she only allowed Esdeath to hunt alone.
Aoba always felt like he was living off a woman.
next moment.
He had arrived beside Esdeath and looked up at the shattered giant dragon's head.
Even though it was a dead dragon, the ferocity and savagery in its eyes still remained.
Dragon saliva continued to drip from those sharp fangs, which were even taller than green leaves.
Sure enough, this dragon is still too ugly.
Thor and Kanna's round, chubby dragons look cuter.
Yes, Lucoa is wrong too.
Aoba chuckled as he thought of Lucoa, who was both incompetent and playful, essentially a water-spraying machine.
"Hmm? Did Aoba think of something funny?"
Esdeath suddenly hugged Aoba from behind, her voice slightly sour, and bit Aoba's ear.
"Eh!?"
Aoba was startled and instinctively turned her head.
Just then, a small pink snake appeared and suddenly slithered into its mouth—
Woo~
hiss--!
Three minutes later.
"call--"
Esdeath finally let out a deep breath and wiped her slightly swollen lips.
With a highly aggressive smile, he looked at Aoba:
"You are my trophy, you can't think about other women."
"Esdeath."
"Ok?"
Do you think I'll be the spoils of war?
Aoba stood up, turned around, and looked at Esdeath.
Those eyes were calm, without a trace of lust.
He just stood there.
Like a traveler from another world who is completely out of place in this world.
"Or rather, do you think I'll be the spoils of war?"
I came to this unfamiliar world from the izakaya.
Aoba could sense that Esdeath's actions were becoming increasingly daring.
Some even exhibited a perverse possessiveness that was completely exposed.
Her liking wasn't genuine affection; it was more like a powerful person possessing a weaker one.
Because I like it, I want to possess everything about you!
Loot...
This is a name for an object.
It's not funny at all when used to describe people.
“The loser is naturally the spoils of war!” Esdeath did not flinch.
The loser can only be dominated by the winner!
This is an eternal and unchanging law of the world!
She remained silent for a long time, staring at Qingye's face, her eyes seemingly etched with a layer of shadow.
"Aoba, I like you very much..." Esdeath said with a complicated tone, stepping forward to hug Aoba, "But this will never change."
You are destined to be my trophy!!!