I'm bound to the World-Destroying Witch

Chapter 178. The Dragon God's Desire

Two evil dragon ladies?

A clone? Just as Xia Feng was wondering.

The woman in the star-patterned dress standing beside the throne descended the steps.
Her delicate ankles, entwined by the hem of her skirt, were faintly visible beneath the fabric. Her snow-white feet lightly trod on the soft grass as she slowly approached Xia Feng.

For some reason, as the woman drew closer, Xia Feng's gaze involuntarily fixed on her.

This evil dragon lady is different from the one leaning against the throne.

The person before him had eyes with eerie dragon scales drawn at the corners, and his majestic, pale vertical pupils were curved into a bright smile. The moment Xia Feng's dark eyes met his, his pupils uncontrollably dilated, and his breathing became rapid.

At this moment, he felt that Miss Evil Dragon was absolutely the most beautiful female in the world! He really wanted to have a thrilling close-quarters battle with this female creature!

The bizarre and insane thought arose instantly and could not be suppressed; the image of riding the evil dragon and fighting fiercely was already in his mind.

His mouth was dry as he was captivated by the Evil Dragon Miss's vertical pupils, her stunningly beautiful face, both majestic and endlessly alluring, so close to his eyes.

Miss Evil Dragon seemed unsurprised by Xia Feng's increasingly dazed and confused state. She simply tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and smiled, "Am I beautiful?"

"!" Xia Feng's heart jumped into his throat. In his lost and confused vision, all that remained was Miss Evil Dragon's serene smile and her gently parting, rose-like, delicate red lips.

The world is silent.

With a faint smile, her red lips slowly approached his ear, her cool, soft breath brushing against his hair and earlobe: "Answer me, am I beautiful?"

"Beautiful." Xia Feng's dark pupils sometimes focused and sometimes relaxed, his flushed cheeks filled with intoxication, as he murmured, "Beautiful."

The woman in the star-patterned dress stepped back slightly, her delicate hand gently caressing Xia Feng's cheek. Her eerie vertical pupils resembled a bottomless white abyss, as if she wanted to devour Xia Feng's soul. "Human, what are you waiting for?"

As the woman spoke in a condescending tone, Xia Feng involuntarily raised his hands and gently embraced Miss Evil Dragon's slender waist. The touch was surprisingly real as he pulled her into his arms.

At this moment, however, he felt his mind was scattered, and his soul was being squeezed by a sharp pain, as if it were about to disintegrate and be swallowed into the abyss.

But Xia Feng didn't know what was wrong with him. Even though he was about to die, he still held onto Miss Evil Dragon tightly, wanting to savor the softness in his arms before his life ended, not wanting to waste a single second.

"return!"

The authoritative and indifferent voice, like a great bell hanging in the sky, directly shook into the depths of Xia Feng's soul, and he suddenly woke up.

Swish-

Countless black chains of mist shot down from the throne, binding the waist of Miss Evil Dragon in Xia Feng's arms, encircling her wrists and ankles, and pulling her back sharply!
It retracted back into the woman's body.

Miss Evil Dragon's body instantly merged with the body of the Goddess.

But Miss Evil Dragon seemed to still want to struggle. As she reached out and grabbed the woman of the Divine Throne by the neck, her hands gradually became ethereal and dissipated, but she still managed to injure the woman of the Divine Throne.

A small bloodstain was left on the smooth side of her neck, and the bright golden blood flowed slowly down her fair collarbone and disappeared into the darkness.

The woman on the throne closed the book in her hand. After the faint blush on her face faded, she looked up and calmly looked down at Xia Feng: "My believer, you have come at the wrong time."

Having just recovered from the brink of death, Xia Feng clutched his chest, still shaken, but the desire in his heart had not faded. He shook his head, trying to calm himself, and then looked up in confusion: "So, Lord Dragon God, what was that just now?"

"Desire." The woman on the throne said indifferently, "I am about to enter my mature stage. These ever-expanding desires for procreation have rebounded under my suppression, and under the influence of evil forces, they have mutated and backfired on me. In order to suppress the increasingly powerful desires again, I have no choice but to separate them and form a desire clone."

"Just as the Desire Split was formed, you barged in, almost causing my consciousness to be invaded by the Desire Split."

"Oh, I'm sorry."

“I don’t mean to blame you. Ignorance is no excuse.” The woman on the throne shook her head. “I just want to remind you that you have been tainted by my desires.”

Xia Feng bent over, his throat still a little dry. Indeed, he still really wanted to have some kind of relationship with Miss Evil Dragon.

"But it's not a big deal. It's not difficult to eradicate this desire. You just need to have sex with a female for one hundred days in a row, and it will be eradicated."

"Huh?" Xia Feng looked up in disbelief, wondering if he had misheard. What kind of heaven-defying poison was this?

"What's wrong?" Seeing Xia Feng's somewhat troubled expression, the woman on the throne asked with a hint of doubt, "According to your human race's age calculation method, you should already be an adult with a wife, right? Don't you have a partner yet?"

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This isn't about whether or not someone has a partner! Xia Feng is going to be torn apart for a hundred days straight? Do you think I'm a human teddy bear?

“Oh right, I remember now.” Miss Evil Dragon seemed to suddenly realize something and nodded: “Your human males can only last for a very short time, unlike the dragons who can maintain it for several years.”

"?!?!" Xia Feng remained expressionless. He felt utterly humiliated. Damn it! What kind of bizarre race is this dragon? Have they evolved to this extent just to continue their lineage?!
Thinking to himself, Xia Feng frowned and said helplessly, "So, Lord Dragon God, is there any other way?"

After a moment of silence, Di Si pursed her lips and nodded, saying in a calm voice, "There is indeed another way. My blood can also eliminate your desires, but there is a very small chance that humans who consume 'Dragon Spirit Blood' will mutate into dragon-like characteristics and become half-dragons, which is not a good thing for you."

Hearing this, Xia Feng was stunned. Miss Evil Dragon had previously told him about the Dragon Clan.

Besides pure-blooded dragons, there are also half-dragons and dragon descendants. Half-dragons are humans who have developed dragon-like characteristics due to being nourished by dragon blood or under the influence of certain spiritual materials.

Dragonborn refers to the complete form of a half-dragon, possessing a human appearance and the ability to transform into a dragon. The number of dragonborn in the history of the dragon race is very small.

"Furthermore, my spiritual blood also contains immense calamity, which you may not be able to withstand." The woman on the throne paused halfway through her sentence, because she noticed that Xia Feng's dark eyes suddenly lit up when he heard her words, and his gaze was full of excitement as he stared at her.

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Well, I almost forgot, this human believer is capable of anything to bear the agony of Evil for me.

"Fine," Di Si shook her head, her vertical pupils gleaming indifferently, "human, if you don't mind possibly growing a dragon tail in the future, then I can bestow upon you dragon spirit blood to eliminate your desires."

In fact, Xia Feng had long since given up on being human! Besides, it was just a dragon tail that had grown out; what was there to be afraid of! Thinking this, his dark eyes shone brightly, and he went straight up to the throne.

They approached the woman on the throne.

Di Si raised her eyes slightly, and under her confused gaze, Xia Feng slowly lowered his head, as if to move closer to her neck.

The tiny wound on the side of her neck had not yet healed, and bright golden blood flowed slowly down her fair skin to her delicate, crescent-shaped collarbone, forming a pool of divine blood.

"No, wait a minute." Miss Evil Dragon came to her senses and quickly pressed down on Xia Feng's shoulder.

(End of this chapter)