But unfortunately, the Fairy King was just an incarnation, and according to her original intent, she should have aimed directly at the snakehead, delivering a fatal blow immediately. However, she ended up temporarily adjusting her target and shooting at it.
Besides, she had already indulged, and was too lazy to care about what happened next.
At the moment the time stopped, Dorothy had regained control of her body.
She looked down at the snakehead in her hand, which was like a statue, and then frowned.
"Do I really have to kill it?"
She hesitated.
If it were a mindless Dragon Beast, she wouldn't think much of it, but this was an intelligent Sub-Dragon.
If the killing is necessary for survival, she wouldn't hesitate, but if it's just for profit, she suddenly felt reluctant.
After all, one of the reasons she didn't want to become an Armed Witch was because of this, as the transformation of the Witch Clan from Dragon Slayers to the new Evil Dragons began in such a manner.
