Chapter 388: Ghost Lady Right For Once!?
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The rest of the women were looking at this sight with a dead gaze, as it was basically a common consensus that they'd figure out a way to kill the Bimbo Milf before next year.
And that was especially the case for the most yandere of them, i.e., Calista, Clawdia, Boundless, and Ember
There were a few more who were showing signs of turning yandere, but they weren't yet at that point, so they weren't included in the 'yandere list'.
|'I don't like that bimbo Milf!'| Boundless exclaimed while hugging Azmond's back.
She was transmitting her voice to the rest of the girls with puffed-out cheeks.
"..." "..."
Calista, Clawdia, and Ember looked at those large assets of hers squishing up against Azmond and decided to completely ignore her opinion.
"...Ghost Lady is annoying But she's right" Calista murmured, her gaze focused on those two milky balloons attached to Marina.
'When will I get that big?' She thought to herself while putting her hands over her moderately-sized bosom.
"I want to kill her, but I don't want Azmond to hate me" Clawdia spoke with her fangs and claws sticking out with a sharp gleam passing over them.
"Same" Ember agreed, her foxtails swinging around in a mesmerizing way.
However, don't be fooled by their hypnotizing appearance, for they could do some real damage if she decided to use them as weapons.
Nevertheless, although Ember, Calista, and Clawdia were the ones taking it the worst, that didn't mean that the other girls weren't all a little vexed one way or another.
And just as they were about to begin discussing as well, a sudden change happened in the Gold Dragon!
BOOOOOM!
A loud explosion reverberated as it felt like something hard had hit the Gold Dragon!
RAAWRGHHH!!
The dragon cried out with a pained look on its face before it started plummeting toward the blue scenery below!
"What the hell was that!?" All the girls exclaimed.
"Ah It seems like we will meet some more of those Adventurer's," Azmond said with a small smirk on his face.
WHIRL!
He had already started to heal the Tribulation Transcendance Realm Gold Dragon he had captured from the Twenty First Floor.
After all, he didn't want his 'dope ass' mount to die so soon.
A few nanoseconds passed, as the Gold Dragon was back in tip-top shape; however, they were still falling to the earth, and it didn't look like the Dragon would be able to adjust itself before they hit.
So, since they were going to hit the ground either way, Azmond decided to say something he had been wanting to say for a long time...
"Brace For Impact!" He hollered with a wide smile plastered on his face.
All the women around Azmond looked at him with blank expressions, as they couldn't believe that they had all fallen in love with such an eccentric man.
But regardless of their thoughts, the sharp wind produced from diving down at the speed of light started to hit them.
"!!!" "!!!"
And just as they thought they'd take some damage, the winds capable of killing a Unity Form Synthesis Realm cultivator hit some type of shield on their bodies before it warped around them.
"Ah Soul Essence Barriers" Medusa spoke with a loving smile on her face.
She knew that Azmond loved her! This was just his unique way of showing that love!
'So bold he is... Hehe~' She thought with her snake and human-like tongue licking her lips.
One would think that Medusa was a special case in having thoughts like these while plummeting toward the ground at the speed of light; however, just about every woman was thinking the same as her
It's a good thing that Spiritflame, Ayalah, and Percival weren't here, or they'd surely be rolling over in jealousy at the sight of hundreds of women fawning over Azmond without him even doing anything!
Regardless of everyone's thoughts, the Gold Dragon was about to hit the ground running, so everyone prepared for the momentum that would likely send them flying when they touched the field.
And just as they predicted
BOOOOOOOM!!
An ear-splitting explosion reverberated as a crater over ten thousand miles wide was created where the Gold Dragon landed!
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
A few more explosions sounded out as the dragon was sent tumbling through a few mountain ranges!
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After a few seconds passed, it eventually stopped causing mass destruction with merely its body mass in the mix.
On the other hand, Azmond and the rest of the girls were sent flying off the Gold Dragon, landing a few thousand miles away from where the dragon ended up stopping in its tracks.
All the women were stuck at the top of trees and such, with a bubble-like substance encapsulating their bodies in a nearly indestructible protective shield.
After a few seconds of organizing themselves, they got off whatever they were on and gathered around Azmond, who was sitting atop a large boulder with Clawdia and Calista snuggled in his lap.
Nonetheless, hundreds of beautiful women soon sat around him as they argued a little over who would get the spots closest to him.
However, after a few seconds, everyone ultimately decided where they would be sitting, as everyone settled down and waited for the Grim Reaper to speak.
*Whoosh~*
Azmond's long white robes fluttered in the wind as he looked off at the setting sun with a refined gleam in his eyes.
Everyone around him became a little entranced by this picturesque view before they snapped out of it when they heard him speak.
"Who here thinks a diamond adventurer token would look quite good on me~?" He asked.
"???" None of them really understood what he was talking about; however, when they imagined him with a diamond token attached to his robe, in unison, they replied, "Handsome"
Azmond's grin grew at the group response as he said, "I knew you girls would understand what I was talking about~, so why don't I go and get my rightful token~?"
Following his words, he kissed Clawdia on the lips and Calista on the forehead before he disappeared from his spot and reappeared in the skies above.
Sonic booms sounded out as Azmond zipped in the direction of four silhouettes who had phased toward the Gold Dragon.
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