"Say." The god of wine said casually.
"Without the star core, I can't stay in this Dragon Python Lake anymore."
"If possible, I would like to seek refuge with my benefactor. I will go wherever you go." The purple-gold dragon said cautiously.
"Do you want to be my mount?" With his brows slightly raised, the god of wine said bluntly.
"I have been nourished by the power of the stars for a hundred years, and now I have successfully transformed into a dragon."
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