[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-an-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary":3,"chapter-an-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary-an-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary-chapter-436":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","An Improper Monster Girl's Transformation Diary",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2312365,4517,"Chapter 436: DRAGON! DRAGON! (Request Subscription)","an-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary-chapter-436",436,"\u003Cp>“Spit! Spit spit… spit!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood-tinged saliva sprayed from his mouth; the armless warrior, too exhausted to remove his armor, collapsed backward and landed heavily on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ha… ha…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His right stump was crudely bound with scraps of cloth, barely stanching the blood flow, yet droplets still seeped from the grotesque wound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After catching his breath, the warrior turned his head to look around; only when he saw others resting as he was did he finally let his tense heart ease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Phew… we’ve driven off another wave of enemies!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We held the line!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of this, Radley broke into a genuine smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This place was Dawnvale Fortress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An unremarkable fortress town a hundred li from Radiant Shengcheng, its permanent population never exceeding a thousand—barely a large town.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Radiant Shengcheng was the Sun God’s earthly divine realm, the closest place to Him,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>then this was the reality of the Sun’s faithful, the closest place to Solantis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most residents here were believers who longed for Solantis but, for various reasons, could not yet go there or settle within it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such small fortress towns were not uncommon nearby; again and again, believers who returned empty-handed settled here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The faithful yearned for Solantis, unwilling to abandon their precious chance, always seeking an opportunity to enter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when the Cult of Lust and Desire sparked war, these “satellite towns” became the frontlines where both churches clashed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, the Cult of Lust and Desire claimed to have launched a “total holy war” against the Sun Church,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but—again, let it be clear—the Lust God is a demon, He is mad, not stupid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Cult of Lust and Desire did not launch a direct assault on Radiant Shengcheng; instead, they harassed and assassinated at fortress towns scattered beyond Solantis.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You want to counterattack?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let’s see how you respond!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once nearly all fortress towns faced problems, the Sun Church quickly fell into a state of frantic scrambling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the Lust God’s open strategy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how many Sun Church believers there were, they could not match the countless creations the Lust God had forged over eons in Shengshen Nation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those varied, mass-produced serpent creations could not reliably defeat their foes in strength, but in numbers, they had never lost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Come on!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hurt each other!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Lust God only wanted to vent his frustration, to make a token show of face—he never expected the Sun Church’s reaction to be so fierce.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Cough… hss!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the adrenaline from battle ebbed, Radley felt searing pain radiating from his arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He raised his left hand, struggling to remove his helmet engraved with the sunwheel emblem, revealing messy brown hair matted to his forehead with blood, and eyes bloodshot with exhaustion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The emblem on the battered helmet confirmed Radley’s identity—he was a devout warrior of the Sun Church.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just moments ago, using his refined swordsmanship and his mid-rank warrior’s strength, he had sacrificed only one arm to slay a high-rank Venomous Blood Serpent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To other strong ones, this might mean nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But to Radley, it was nothing short of a miracle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though his appearance was gruesome, his arm agonizingly painful, his body utterly drained… his heart was filled with unbounded joy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was a rare feat!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside Radley, in Dawnvale Fortress, there were many warriors as grievously wounded as he.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Priests ran back and forth, frantically treating the wounded, snatching them from Death’s grasp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Death in this world was rather passive, always accepting fate, not every priest could cast resurrection magic—deaths still occurred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had just endured a brutal battle, barely driving back the demon’s minions and gaining a moment’s respite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet none fully relaxed; no one knew when the creatures would return.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is the… eighth time, right? How many of these disgusting things are left?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The berserker, freshly bandaged, muttered, prodding the grotesque serpent head beside his foot with his broken blade: “These bastards are vile enough already—now they’ve grown wings and become even more repulsive!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The berserker’s words struck a chord; many nodded in agreement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Exactly!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Flying all of them is just unfair!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is outright cheating!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the collective sentiment of everyone in the fortress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In raw strength, they feared none of the demon’s creations—even their overall power surpassed them!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet they fought so desperately for one reason alone—flight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not everyone possessed anti-air capabilities, nor could everyone fight effectively mid-air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They lacked aerial power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Lust God’s minions each bore a pair of fleshy membranes as wings, easily launching attacks from above.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This imbalance forced them into a grueling defense, costing them far more than they should have.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A squire bandaged a burn beneath his arm armor, then looked up at the sky obscured by crimson clouds and whispered: “If only the silver-winged celestial steeds from the holy scripture could appear…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Celestial steeds?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The veteran sharpening his blade snorted derisively: “Do you know how many of them exist in the Lord’s divine realm?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Besides, we don’t even have a legendary paladin here! No one has the authority to summon them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Celestial steeds were indeed powerful, but they were not celestial beings easily summoned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I say, if we can’t get steeds, summoning a Thunder Great Eagle would be fine too.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Another veteran wiped claw marks from his breastplate and sighed: “My grandfather said he saw them tear through storms—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“And then wait for them to be corrupted by the demon’s flesh puppets into Rotwings?” The cold-faced priest interrupted, pouring the rest of his holy water directly onto the wound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sizzle—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The rotting flesh hissed upon contact with the holy water; the veteran gasped sharply, gritting his teeth: “Hss! Hey! Slow down, my dear sister, slow down! Are you trying to kill me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The priest’s expression remained unchanged, her voice calm: “Don’t worry, you won’t die. None of you will.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop fantasizing about sudden reinforcements—you know it’s unrealistic.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the priest’s blunt, dull words fell, a tense silence spread among them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Radley fell silent too, gazing upward, noticing the sunwheel emblems on the fortress’s outer barrier dimming, emitting faint, strained hums.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within the crimson clouds beyond, shadowy serpentine forms began to coalesce in clusters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next battle would come soon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hesitated, then burst into laughter: “Sister, don’t be so stiff! We’re just chatting, hahaha! Ouch, ow, ow—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The priest shook her head, stepped forward to tend his wound, and said coolly: “Radley, you don’t look like the tough man you brag about.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tch! So what if I’m tough? Tough men still lose arms!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Radley grinned through gritted teeth, whispering: “Sister of the Church, please.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The priest’s expression remained stern, but her voice softened slightly: “Rest easy. You won’t die.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once the first person broke the silence, others quickly joined in, clamoring.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Exactly! We all know the situation—what’s wrong with talking?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’ve got nothing else to do right now, and we’re not praying to the Lord—let us chat!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cold-faced priest pressed her lips together, a flicker of helplessness in her eyes, but ultimately chose silence, yielding to their wishes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She didn’t truly mind their chatter—she only feared they’d grow careless and lose their fighting spirit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now it seemed… whether they relaxed or not, it wouldn’t change the outcome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps this was their end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Maybe in the next wave. Or the one after.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet no one fled. No one feared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They came for their faith. They were willing to fight for their god’s dignity—even unto death, without regret!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Perhaps we should discuss what true sky dominator exists.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good, good! That’s a great topic!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s do it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These warriors, lacking aerial power, found dark amusement in debating who ruled the skies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I say griffins! Their claws can tear through rock, they can be ridden, and there are plenty of them! If we had a full regiment of griffin riders, we could wipe out these monsters easily!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, no, griffins still fall short. Their individual strength can’t match celestial steeds, not even the winged serpents, and even though they’re numerous, that still doesn’t make them superior to others!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I say it’s the Thunder Great Eagle! My grandfather said he saw them tear through storms—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They argued fiercely, none yielding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They weren’t truly arguing—just using the topic to vent their emotions; as long as the noise was loud enough, it was enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Were they fearless warriors?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To the world, they are.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They fear no death, choosing to stand on the front lines against evil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in the hearts of these warriors, is there truly no fear at all?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or is there some?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only a very, very few can face death calmly; the vast majority cannot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If so, why are those who die for their beliefs never lacking?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fear does not mean one must flee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even afraid, they still bravely face death, choosing where to end their lives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some say true courage is facing fear after recognizing it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These warriors, though not outstanding in strength, all deserve to be called brave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You fools! Talking nonsense!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After arguing for a while, Radley, furious at the others’ absurd logic, turned to speak with the young man in the corner of the fortress:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, Faou! Say something! Those idiots actually claim griffins can mate with eagles! So stupid!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This high-ranking paladin, skilled but silent, had arrived only recently and had not yet fully integrated into the fortress’s group.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faou had been lowering his head, polishing his longsword. At these words, he looked up, thought for a moment, and said: “Perhaps… dragons?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The paladin’s words woke the others from their argument; they nodded vigorously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dragons? Oh! Yes, yes, yes! Dragons too! How could we forget those giant lizards!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dragons, a race that once ruled the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though their former glory is gone, they still stand among the very pinnacle of the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If only a dragon were here now, those damned servants of the evil god would’ve been wiped out already!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If only a dragon rider appeared, those bastards wouldn’t dare claim the skies!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Gentlemen, as I said before, dragon riders are rarer than griffin riders—how could one appear so easily… Huh!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they spoke, suddenly, without warning, a change occurred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Far in the sky, a grotesque crimson appeared—the crimson sky above the fortress suddenly ignited!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not the pale gold of holy flame, but blood-red!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the crowd puzzled, the next moment, a deafening dragon roar tore through the clouds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>ROAR!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately after, the piercing shrieks of the terrifying flying serpent swarm came.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their grotesque scales melted and burned away, falling from the sky like dumplings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What’s going on!?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gulp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Radley swallowed hard, clutching the sun amulet hanging on his chest—it remained inert.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had the Sun Holy Flame descended?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heavenly fire?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No… I feel no authority from my Lord…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next moment, they finally saw the true form of the crimson shadow—a colossal dragon over a hundred meters long!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its vast wings stirred a hurricane; each grotesque scale flowed with crimson patterns.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the crimson dragon dove, countless flying serpents turned to ash in its breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good! Good! Good!!!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Reinforcements! It must be the Church’s reinforcements!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Purge all those damned monsters!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the scene, the crowd erupted in cheers!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After holding out so long, they had finally found hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among the joyful crowd, only Faou’s expression was strange.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wiped his eyes, gazing blankly at the crimson shadow in the distance, and an image of a white-haired figure surfaced in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Could it be you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lord Herbert?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Have you come to defend justice as well?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression changed; his reverence for Herbert deepened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder he’s Lord Herbert!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A true model of a paladin!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Charge! Charge! Charge!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, the lord in Faou’s heart was gleefully piloting the dragon Feiji, striking back and forth through the enemy ranks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Valentina, Second Battalion Commander! Fire at the enemy!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Valentina: ROAR!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miss Hungry Dragon didn’t know what a Second Battalion Commander was—but she was having a blast!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Battle!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Awesome!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind Herbert, who was having the time of his life, the succubus and devil dressed as nuns exchanged a helpless glance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They whispered to each other:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Um… is he always like this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re asking me? How should I know?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the very moment Valentina unleashed her brutality, Solanthis reacted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They felt the unfamiliar Shi Shi fluctuation, their minds repeating one question:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is that… our ally?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Though it’s attacking the servants of Niyu, its brutality makes it feel anything but!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2065,"2026-06-20T12:31:07.945Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","ae432729cf90edbc4746ac7b2789a7060492eb53f8bfed8066cf73f1fa559730","an-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary-chapter-437","an-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary-chapter-435",453,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fan-improper-monster-girl-s-transformation-diary-cover.jpg"]