Miss Elf Dragon

After teaching the firebird the essentials of creation that she understood, Perotina watched as the energy fluctuations around it became gentler, finally feeling more at ease.

Perotina stared at the firebird closely, watching it change from bird shape to human shape, and then the face became more and more handsome, and more and more familiar to her.

"This, this seems to be the devil"

Perotina bit her finger in surprise.

She only met the Demon God once in the square of Demon City, but she was deeply impressed by his face.

The Demon God, who heard Perotina's words through the magic circle, raised his eyebrows.

Does Firebird want to be like him? He doesn't mind if he grows up to be you or something like that, but many aspects of gods are taboo and cannot be touched easily.

Sure enough, before Firebird's new face was completely formed, he was hit by a divine light falling from the sky and let out a scream. The phoenix fire was also fueled by this divine light, burning even more fiercely.

""A crowd of onlookers.

"Hiro belongs to your uncle"

Firebird, who was struck by severe pain, couldn't help but curse.

The Demon God, who had anticipated this, was helpless.

"There is nothing we can do about it. The gods must not be blasphemed. It was a rule set by the Creator God at the time. I can't interfere with the way of heaven."

Hearing Shiloh mentioning the God of Creation, the Firebird grinned in pain and angrily wanted him to feel pain too. It knew what Shiloh's weakness was.

"But the God of Creation is dead."

As expected, there was no more voice of the devil coming from the surroundings. Losing the person he loved the most was the greatest pain in his heart.

The demon's behavior made Firebird feel a little guilty. Although it has a fiery nature, it is actually a kind person.

"Hiro, what would you do if the God of Creation hadn't died?"

Firebird looked at the confused Perotina and asked softly into the air.

"He was not dead in the first place, he just disappeared and would never appear again. He said he would never come back."

The demon's voice was muffled, and he showed a rare emotion. He was a little aggrieved, like a child abandoned by his parents.

"She will come back, she will come back."

Firebird smiled mischievously.

"Come back to her"

The demon's voice was full of astonishment.

The firebird didn't answer anymore. With a strong flap of his wings, the divine energy contained in the Phoenix Fire broke the large phantom magic circle.

The phantom magic circle had existed for too long, and its energy had long been exhausted. It was not enough to sustain such a blow from the Firebird. It quickly turned into dots of starlight and disappeared. At the same time, it took away the devil's urgent questioning.

"Ahem, it's much quieter this way."

Firebird saw the three people present and the mouse looking at it in shock, and became unusually embarrassed.

The surrounding environment has indeed changed quite a lot. It used to be a weird burial place, but now it has become an ordinary place in the Warcraft Forest.

"Pei Pei, help me, I don't know what it's going to be like, can you think of it for me?"

Seeing that the time limit of the creation was about to expire, the Firebird clenched Pelotina's hand tighter and transmitted the power of creation to it.

Let the originator of creation reshape it, and the fire bird has one hundred and twenty hearts.

Pelotina refused intentionally, fearing that she might accidentally ruin Dodu's transformation, but under its urging, she finally helped.

Feeling the magical power entering her body, Perotina's inspiration and skills in this area

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The energy point seemed to be ignited instantly. She thought about it carefully, concentrated the power of creation in her hands, and pinched and pulled the firebird.

"Is creation such a child's play? Why is it like making a clay man?"

The sable soul-eating rat asked Lord Python in a low voice, causing a hint of embarrassment to appear on Pelotina's face, which had excellent hearing.

She was literally making a clay figurine.

There is no book that teaches people to use the power of creation to create humans or even gods, so Perotina, who was pushed out of the market, could only imitate the method of creating humans by the female snail in her previous life.

Generally speaking, they should be the same, right?

The more Perotina thought about it, the more confident she became, and she began to poke and squeeze the firebird harder.

"Hey, Pei Pei, please be gentler."

"Hey, hey, good."

I am a clay figurine master. After squeezing the arms, I squeeze the legs. Blah blah blah, blah blah. I am a clay figurine master. I knead beautiful little faces.

Perotina, who was immersed in her creation, even hummed a song in a happy mood. Her unreliable look made Firebird regret trusting her so much.

So now my appearance and gender have changed, and so many other aspects have changed, and the skills I was good at before have probably become unfamiliar.

Firebird thought about this possibility and felt a bitter taste in his mouth. But it was also busy digesting and absorbing the energy left to it by its brother and completely transforming its own qualifications, so it just let Perotina do what she did.

"Um"

From time to time, the firebird let out a suppressed groan of pain, which was the pain caused by the magic source that was injected with vitality and expanded its territory in the body.

"Okay, that's it. The appearance is probably like this. The next real reshaping depends on you, Dudu. Come on."

Pelotina opened her eyes, glanced at the humanoid Dodu with satisfaction, then turned her eyes upwards, put a cloak on him, and retreated.

Naked and all, but she has a really nice figure, worthy of her craftsmanship

The Firebird's reinvention has entered a critical moment.

Rays of fire-type divine energy enveloped its body, gradually surrounding it with its eyes closed and motionless, forming a large cocoon. The surrounding energy is also gradually recovered, completely gathered in the large cocoon, and used to forge the Firebird's body.

"Will the firebird turn into a butterfly and fly out?"

The sable soul-eating rat tilted his head and asked suddenly.

In its knowledge, only butterflies can complete transformation in this way.

Mr. Mang also felt very strange. According to legend, the Nirvana of the Fire Phoenix is ​​definitely not like this. The Fire Bird is the brother of the Fire Phoenix, so the method should be similar.

"No, it will still be in the form of a bird, and it will be a beautiful bird."

Perotina was quite proud.

Naturally, she wouldn't say that later on, as she became more and more skilled in using the power of creation, she also transformed the firebird's bird form. Even this transformation method was an unintentional idea of ​​hers, but she didn't want to really go through the power of creation. The power is realized in the firebird.

He shook his right hand in his sleeve, and there was still some residual power of creation in it.

She didn't know why she was naturally resistant to such power even though she was not a god. She squeezed and squeezed, retreated and retreated, trying to return all the power of creation transmitted to her by Dudu, but like yogurt hanging on the wall, she couldn't get rid of it.

Fortunately, it's not much, and it doesn't count as favoritism on my part. I'll just explain it to him after he's done.

With this thought in mind, Perotina stopped worrying about this matter.

At the same time, Firebird also completely completed its reshaping and emerged from the cocoon.

Well, not a butterfly.