At this moment, with dragon horns on her head and a tail behind her, completely transformed into a Dragon-person, Dorothy coldly stared at Sophia with her now crimson Dragon Eyes.
She silently extended her right hand and then grasped the left Dragon Horn on top of her head, finally giving it a forceful pull.
There was a sharp crack, and that Dragon Horn was broken off by herself, but the broken Dragon Horn appeared to be a natural sword hilt, and then a sharp Magic Energy Light Blade extended from the break.
After skillfully twirling the sword, Dorothy held the Fangtian Huaji on one shoulder while pointing the sword to Sophia with the other hand, prepared to see how much her roommate had grown over the past five hundred years.
The Pure White Angel, seeing this, also fearlessly raised the Holy Fire Greatsword in her hand in response.
At this moment, neither of them spoke, nor was there a need for words...
