Chapter 128: Bone Dragon

Naurin's sworn sister?!

This is getting interesting!

Rod was overjoyed at once.

That Curse-Wraith Dragon's ten-thousand-plus years of age absolutely hadn't been spent idly drifting in another dimension.

That classic pink-purple wraith-fire was Naurin's signature!

"That's right, I am indeed my lord Naurin's close friend and life mentor!"

"Oh? Is that so? A mere human?"

The soul-fire within the bone dragon's skull flickered ceaselessly.

He could actually read a look of contempt on that bony face.

"Yes, it is I."

"Excellent! That bitch Naurin stole my domain, slaughtered my kin — today I'll start by killing you to vent my fury!"

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Before Rod could even move—

The bone dragon's forelimb bone-wing lifted, and it vanished on the spot.

It became a tornado of black sand and bone, descending from the sky to land before Rod.

Its massive bone-wings snapped open, sweeping up a violent gale.

The Heavy Sky's thick clouds were instantly torn apart.

Though there wasn't a shred of flesh or blood — only hollow bone — at this moment it felt as if it blotted out the sky.

The three interns fainted on the spot under the dragon's might.

Sharon struggled to hold on; in her heart hope of survival was already gone.

She crawled over with great effort and tugged at the trouser-leg of Rod, who stood at the front.

Hoping he would turn and run.

But Rod was unmoved.

She too finally could hold on no longer, and lost consciousness.

Just before everything before her eyes turned pitch-black, she clearly saw the enormous bone dragon swing its grotesque bone-claw down at Rod.

Yet the man ahead never moved.

What she did not know—

The bone-claw stopped less than five centimeters from Rod's face.

"Why didn't you dodge."

At this point, after all that fuss from the bone dragon, there was no real harm done; instead it watched Rod with keen interest.

"Because I'm not afraid."

"Why aren't you afraid."

"Not afraid is because I detected traces of 【Wrathful Pain-Hate Fire】 within my lord's soul-fire"

The soul-fire is the bone dragon's very soul.

With Naurin's hand in it, naturally there was a debt of rebirth; moreover, Rod's perception of emotion within the mental dimension was terrifyingly sharp, and he clearly sensed the other party had no sign of striking a killing blow.

"Heh. Not bad at all"

"Thank you, my lord."

The top of the bone dragon's skull slowly grew and reshaped.

In a short while, a female upper body gradually took form.

Skin pale as ash, a mature and utterly bewitching face, two great mounds of flesh on her chest drooping slightly while the front stood proudly pert.

Mm, unlike a normal person's pink, hers was a pale grey.

Quite an exotic — no, otherworldly — charm.

She had no hair on her body, but it was not the slightest drawback; the perfect shape of her skull called to mind the ascetic restraint of self-cultivation, forming an extreme contrast with her lustful upper body.

She lowered her head slightly, her slender, alluring eyes tilting upward; the black-and-red composition lent her pupils a touch of inhuman emotion.

In short—

Rod stood at attention.

Wants to do her.

"I am Megan, Naurin's sworn sister."

Megan glanced to the side lightly, a smile on her lips.

Her lotus-root arms rose before her chest, precisely covering the grey; compared to the vast expanse of bosom that could not be concealed, they looked very slender, once again forming a contrast — even more lewd.

Rod hurriedly gave his own name.

"You needn't call yourself Naurin's close friend and life mentor either; I can sense the connection between you and her — you're her newly acquired servant, aren't you?"

Mm.

Though the truth was precisely the opposite, Rod had no intention of saying so outright.

Going along with the other's meaning was the way to go.

"Lord Megan is truly perceptive."

"Since you're Naurin's subordinate I'll naturally help you; no need to flatter me. Aren't you being a bit too bold? I can sense your enormous lust."

Rod's expression sobered at once.

He flatly denied it.

"In another dimension I'd still advise you to take it easy; if this lust is too intense, it might attract certain things… Wow, your mental resistance really is something — this is the first time I've seen a human with such strength."

Having said that.

She shifted her dragon body, drawing close to Rod's face.

The two great mounds on her chest swayed violently because of it.

"Would you be interested in coming to work under me?"

She said with a smile.

"You jest, my lord Megan. What virtue or ability do I have to deserve such an offer?"

Although he wanted to bone the bone dragon, the four fellows behind clearly weren't suitable to drag out any longer.

Besides, when one goes at it inside the spiritual dimension, the physical body in reality also reacts to a certain degree.

At this moment, Rod's body was still in the Sand Willow District under the watch of the others.

If it were to stand up in front of so many people, and then get soaking wet all over, that would be enough to make him die of social shame.

After expressing his eagerness.

Megan said:

"The Rain Curtain can isolate the entire Dreadscape, and it will persist without interruption. This is one of the important psionic rituals by which they kicked the Dread Beasts out of their homeland. It is not aimed at you."

"I can help you escape, but. By your human rules, this matter requires a trade."

Thinking on it, this bone dragon Megan was not a native cosmic creature.

She understood quite a lot of human society's rules, and her manner of speaking was also close to that of the people on the continent.

"Please speak, my lord."

"I want your essence, in large quantities, a very large quantity."

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An inexplicable sense of foreboding stirred in Rod's heart.

This development reminded him of the heartless trade he had made with the Ancient Sky Tree Eva inside the Jade Domain before.

"Right now?"

"Of course not right now. This is the spiritual dimension; you don't even have a physical body, so where would your essence come from?"

"Then?"

"I will give you a mark, which will periodically open a void into another dimension. You just toss it in."

A void into another dimension, huh.

That thing is hardly anything good.

Moreover, conducting regular trades with a cosmic creature—if the Psychic Control Union were to find out, he might very well be seized.

But right now, he was in a bind, unable to dismount.

Refusing a powerful cosmic creature at a time like this was clearly not a rational move.

Don't think that having a connection to Naurin would be enough. The other party was cashing in Naurin's favor, and it had nothing whatsoever to do with him.

"May I ask what you'll be doing with my essence?"

Megan twisted her upper body.

Distinct lines of abdominal muscles emerged on her belly; her slender, taut waist swayed slowly as if it had no bones.

"I told you, your lust is enormous, and your essence is just as much so. I need to borrow it to make something."

Rod no longer hesitated and agreed to the matter.

Therefore, Megan began Shi Shi Fa.

The bones and streams of blood on the ground began to move, converging into a Ju Da De Fa array.

Rod had not guessed wrong.

The array Megan used bore traces of the real world's mage system. She very likely originated from the continent of the real world.

Sensing the array's light growing ever more dazzling.

Rod tentatively asked:

"My lord Megan, forgive me for asking one more thing. You said not long ago that Naurin seized your territory and slaughtered your kin…"

The woman on the bone dragon's skull crossed her arms, lifting up her heavy bosom.

"It's true."

She smiled faintly: "In fact, I was the one who invited Naurin over. By exploiting their resentment, I was able to successfully condense my current dragon body."

"Uh"

"Impressive, right? Naurin is a fool, but when it comes to resentment, she's a master without peer."

The words had barely fallen.

The array erupted with a tremendous blaze of light.

The five vanished.

The Dreadscape instantly cooled from its liveliness, once again revealing a sense of desolation and emptiness.

A mocking smile slowly surfaced on Megan's face.

"Rod, I truly thank you for the coordinates of the real dimension you are about to provide me."

(End of this chapter)