Huh? Are they all real?.

The key point is that he did it in front of the entire village and an eldest son!

The more he thought about it, the more he wished he had actually died.

In this way, he will always live on in everyone's hearts as a very positive figure.

Rather than—ah, that child is still just a child!

Moen hadn't thought anything of it at first, but his arrival made him feel awkward.

Just a moment ago they were experiencing a life-or-death separation, and now the other person is alive and kicking, all better.

This comedic turn of events left both humans and gods utterly bewildered.

Fortunately, Moen opened countless save slots and honed his composure far beyond that of a young man.

So Moen laughed directly:

"Everyone is happy now, child."

"My lord, please stop talking."

After glancing at the villagers behind him, the young man closed his eyes in despair.

He saw that the aunties and grandmothers from the past were covering their mouths and secretly laughing.

Among them was even the girl next door whom he had a crush on.

That's it, his life is over.

What kind of hero is he? He's clearly just a little kid.

Moen had no choice but to shut up and get up.

And they tried to find a way to change the subject.

Moen found his way a moment later.

He pointed to the constantly cracking white fragments in the distance and said:

"Please do not worry, all of you. The three-headed dragon has been slain. Therefore, this world that was swallowed and hidden will return to the present. There is no need to worry about those white lights."

"That's not the unknown, nor does it represent fear. It's the way home, and things will return to normal soon."

"I promise!"

It's unclear whether Moen's words truly had an effect, or if the villagers simply overlooked what had just happened out of kindness.

In short, everyone cheered as if nothing had just happened.

Even the young man was wrapped in a cloak by a kind-hearted older woman and taken back to change his clothes.

As they walked, Moen heard:

"What's there to be shy about? When you were little, your parents weren't around, so I was the one who changed your diapers and bathed you, wasn't I?"

This made the young man lower his head even further, while also making Moen turn his head away in slight embarrassment.

Ah, I wonder if this child can still persevere in being a hero.

However, when Moen turned his head, he saw his eldest daughter with a cold expression, and his second and youngest daughters standing behind her.

Damn it, I have such a sharp tongue!

Moen really wanted to slap himself.

Although it was just a white lie, it was still a betrayal of the three sisters who had already wronged them.

Moen, who had swallowed hard once again, forced a smile and said:

"Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps I can make amends with your favorite Andernan cake?"

The eldest daughter, still with a cold face, said:

"Which crime should we apologize for? The one that left us hanging for so many years, or the one we just committed?"

"Of course it's the one from just now. The former is obviously not that simple, but please understand that I just want this child to leave without any regrets."

"Yes, you've been the good guy all along, both before and now."

Moen was sweating profusely.

"So, you have nothing to say now?"

Looking at her eldest daughter's icy, almost murderous gaze.

Moen really wanted to say sorry.

And that was the only word he could think of at the moment.

But when he saw the second daughter standing behind the eldest daughter...

Moen suddenly understood and said:

"I want to say that this time I will not leave you."

Even the eldest daughter, who was in a fit of anger, looked uneasy after hearing just one sentence.

She desperately wanted to maintain her anger and express her dissatisfaction.

But when a person tries to maintain their emotions, it means that they have already lost those emotions.

So, after a moment, the eldest daughter turned her gaze away and dared not look at Moen again.

Don't think this is the end.

This let Moen know that he had passed!

But that's not enough to guarantee safety, so as more and more blank spaces gradually engulf this world.

Moen strode forward quickly, taking two steps at a time, and grabbed his eldest daughter's hand.

"Ah ah!"

Even the eldest daughter, who had been trying to maintain a cold and aloof demeanor and appear angry, was startled by this sudden warmth and let out an adorable sound like a frightened deer.

Looking at Moen so close to her, a blush quickly spread across the eldest daughter's cheeks.

Could this be?

"You, you, what are you going to do? Let me make this clear first, I won't forgive you so easily, at most just a little bit, just a tiny bit!"

The eldest daughter swayed back and forth slightly as she turned her head, and managed to free herself from the pinching hand that was pinching her fingernail.

But after a moment, she felt it was too much and lifted it up a bit, then felt it was too weak and moved it down a bit.

It must be said that the girl's hesitation is truly one of the most beautiful sights in the world!

Because she was looking forward to everything that was to come, but was also very shy.

Especially with her two younger sisters behind her.

Finally, the eldest daughter, as if giving up, raised her head, closed her eyes, and said:

"Fine, well, I'm the older sister, so I have to set a good example. Otherwise, my younger sisters won't know how to face me! But don't think that's enough!"

"And another thing is, I... I'm not ready. Please let me get ready."

Moen wholeheartedly agreed, saying:

"This is indeed a major event that requires some preparation."

After saying that, Moen released his eldest daughter.

This made the other party realize something was wrong and ask blankly:

"Wait a minute, let me ask you, what were you trying to do just now?"

Moen stated truthfully:

"Kolossax is dying, but He will soon find that He cannot die. If it were just the three-headed dragon, I could believe He was unaware, but with that many dragon species present, He must have known and offered His support."

"Therefore, I need to reforge the Holy Sword and then personally send Him off."

After saying that, Moen asked, puzzled:

"Did you just think of something else?"

Moen's answer successfully stunned the eldest daughter, made the second daughter cover her mouth and turn her head away, and made the youngest daughter laugh out loud, then glance at her sister and immediately shut up and suppressed her laughter.

As for the eldest daughter, she was once again ruled by anger amidst the laughter of her youngest sister.

In that situation, you're telling me that's all you're thinking?

Noticing the awkward atmosphere, Moen quickly said:

"I know I made a lot of mistakes, but please focus on the important matters first!"

But before he could finish speaking, his eldest daughter grabbed his entire face with her hand.

"Prioritize important matters? Of course, important matters should come first. After all, you only care about the countless lives and justice in this world, not us poor girls who are being manipulated by you!"

Faced with this terrifying pressure, Moen didn't know why he had become like this.

But he knew that at this point, the best course of action was to say nothing.

Otherwise, saying the right thing might not guarantee you'll be spared, but saying the wrong thing will definitely lead to a worse fate.

This is the wisdom of the gods!

Chapter 327 Goddesses at Odds (3k)

The war of the gods has gradually subsided, leaving only a hideous landscape on earth.

Both goddesses raised their eyebrows and looked down.

In a two-on-one situation, they clearly had the upper hand.

They had already severely damaged their opponent in the very first engagement.

However, the ancient dragon did not die.

At first, they thought the other party was hiding some trump card, but later they found out that wasn't the case.

Because the other party was also puzzled by this.

The enormous body was already riddled with holes, and one of its wings, which had been blocking out the sun, had been torn apart by the storm.

The most crucial divine essence, the Dragon Heart, was even half-shattered by the moonlight.

This is an injury that would kill most gods, although it wouldn't even qualify as an injury for some gods in this world who have special abilities.

But Kolosanx is clearly not one of those special paths.

So, why didn't he die?

The enormous ancient dragon barely managed to stand, supporting its body.

He did not look up at the goddess in the sky, but instead looked down at the ground beneath him.

A silver dragon tooth had shattered in His claws, which were covered in hideous wounds.

After a moment, He finally spoke:

"It's over."

That was Polethanx's dragon tooth; its shattering signified Polethanx's death.

Since it is one of the three blasphemous dragons, its death signifies the complete failure of the three of them.

After all, this is the path to godhood where none of the three can be missing; it is not about mutual achievement, but about the necessity of all three.

Moreover, this doesn't necessarily mean that only the other party died; it's more likely that it also died along with it.

Of course, although Polesanx is also called Shanks and is considered an Elder Dragon, it is not actually an Elder Dragon in the true sense.

Because it is a skeletal dragon born from the remains of an ancient dragon.

They are dragons that emerged because of the rampage of the Lost Ones in the Third Age.

Kolossanx initially believed it was his brother resurrected, but upon closer contact, he realized it was merely a newborn dragon with the body of the real Polesanx.

Even the dragons that appeared in this way were burdened with that damned curse.

Even so, He accepted the other's existence and gave it the original name of the other.

That is, Bolesanx, where the westerly winds blow!