Chapter 542: Rebirth

The center of the battlefield was horrifically devastated.

All surrounding buildings, roads, and statues had been flattened.

Craters from high-pressure blasts, claw marks tearing through the ground, and scattered flames still burning.

Mistral, composed of semi-transparent magic and shaped like a human, stood frozen in place, her interior a dense network of veins.

"What?"

Luo De looked utterly bewildered.

He had no idea what Mistral was accusing him of.

"Despicable vermin! A lust-crazed male dog! A backstabbing piece of shit! I knew I couldn't trust outsiders—you must rely on yourself!"

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He sighed, "What's wrong now, Lady Mistral? I followed your instructions—I didn't trigger the blood explosion power."

This high-tier mage had an excellent reputation in life, especially for creating the Magic Web.

Although Asmodeus has already escaped.

The threat from the alternate dimension still exists—even, one could say, right at our doorstep.

Just in the forest, three people, including him, have been marked by the 【Inscription】.

According to Mistral, the Magic Web can isolate the influence of other planes.

Luo De personally believed this.

If she succeeds in ascending to godhood, she will be a deity drawing power from the continent's spiritual energy.

This is clearly distinct from the chaotic energy of the alternate dimension.

Preventing contamination from another energy system also preserves her divine power from corruption.

"But you triggered another paralyzing power! This power requires immense physical resistance—I've been completely immobilized since Asmodeus fled! This form needs rapid energy replenishment… Wuwuwu …"

She even burst into tears.

"You did this on purpose! You deliberately betrayed me! Just like everyone else—you all want to kill me! Wuwuwu Mom, I'm going to be sacrificed again!"

Luo De rubbed his forehead.

Did the 【Paralyzing Claw Strike】 effect also activate?

"Alright, alright, I'll give it to you now."

". Really? You won't betray me?"

"I never planned to harm you. Stop crying—you're about to become a goddess, why are you acting like a human girl?"

The unfinished human form, made of magic and veins, remained motionless.

But her sobs kept pouring into Luo De's ears, driving him mad.

"You said this state requires rapid energy replenishment—how long can you last?"

"About… Awu five minutes."

"You're practically dead already. Five minutes isn't enough for me—I'll have to call the succubus for help."

"No! If a third person finds out that the great goddess reshapes her body using this… what if I lose followers later? What if they think I'm too sinister and switch allegiance? What if they secretly gather and betray and kill me?!"

Luo De crushed a magic ring labeled 【Li Oumeng's Hidden Cottage】.

Magical energy organized matter, rapidly forming a spherical cottage that enveloped him and the unfinished human form.

As for the three women watching outside—

Luo De lied that the matter was highly secretive and couldn't be displayed.

The two mages, Lily and Sharon, didn't suspect anything; after all, the unfinished human form was undeniably sinister and had severely wounded Asmodeus.

They even voluntarily cast spells to prevent scrying and prophecy.

Luo De took off his clothes, revealing his muscular body, and said:

"Choose: either die like this, or let a third person know."

"I'd rather die like this!!! The risk is too great! You'll surely threaten me afterward! I won't let anyone sacrifice my body again!"

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Unlike the mature, gentle appearance he'd seen in the Magic Web.

Perhaps because of the paralysis, Mistral's mind seemed unusually dull now.

She cried like an idiot, nonstop.

Maybe she was inherently far less mature than he'd imagined.

Of course.

He'd heard she was a mage obsessed with magical research in life, rarely leaving her study, and most communication done via telepathy.

Perhaps it was precisely this naivety that led to her assassination despite being a top-tier ninth-rank combatant.

"Actually, there are three other options—neither death nor letting a third person know."

Luo De coaxed gently.

He raised an eyebrow, studying the unfinished human form made of veins and magic.

It was a blurred shape, gender indistinguishable.

But for some reason,

He felt an urge to try it.

Saying "five minutes is too long" or "hands won't work"—all lies.

The 【Second Heart】 is powerful, its control absolute—so what if it's over in a second?

"Tell me quickly!"

"Simple—you take over the succubus's role. Ugh, I don't want to touch you now—you're ugly. But for the continent, to prevent the alternate dimension from corrupting reality, what's one sacrifice?"

"Eh… um."

She didn't think long.

Mistral sent a telepathic message: "I can agree—but you must promise to forget this entirely afterward, never use it to blackmail me, and never plot to kill me."

"I promise. By the way—where exactly?"

Luo De activated his Second Heart, instantly hardening.

He stepped forward and wrapped his arms around the waist of the human form.

The touch was strange—like embracing a solidified void.

Slight elasticity, temperature around twenty degrees.

". Whatever, it's all the same—no flesh has grown yet."

"Can your veins move? Wrap around it. How many minutes before your body collapses?"

"About two minutes."

"Time's tight. Goddess, please—squeeze harder. Yes, just like that."

Two minutes later.

The effect of 【World Creation Dew】 reached its peak.

Mistral's body solidified visibly, rapidly.

Where before she was like air, now she felt like flowing liquid.

Perhaps because her body hadn't formed yet, Mistral showed no reaction.

A while later.

Magical veins began secreting silver life substance, weaving into muscle fibers like spider silk.

Bones grew from magic, emitting crisp sounds like colliding crystal.

At this point, the body had tangible flesh—but the visual effect, like a human anatomical diagram, nearly made Luo De black out.

Mistral was affected too.

She clenched her fists, curled her toes, and gasped heavily through telepathy.

Another round of 【World Creation Dew】.

Blood, complete bones, fully formed organs, translucent skin faintly visible.

Magical veins gradually sank into the new flesh, only faintly visible beneath the skin; pores began exuding residual magical embers.

It resembled the transparent flesh of Star Spirits.

Mistral's body shape was now complete, her beautiful face fully formed—beautiful, yet wary and watchful.

She stared blankly at Luo De, dazed and resentful.

Through her panting, her three tear moles glistened, eyes now filled with suspicion and shame.

But Luo De played dumb to the end.

He let out a heavy sigh.

As 【World Creation Dew】 merged with his heart and his first heartbeat echoed—

The body fully materialized.

A near-perfect female form exuded shimmering sweat that traced over her slender, waist-thin curve.

Perfect, teardrop-shaped curves.

Proudly upright.

Her entire body trembled.

She could no longer stand—Luo De lifted her and pinned her against the wall.

Mistral's eyes, swirling with magic, held a flicker of confusion and pleasure.

Although she seemed to have figured something out, she still did not call a stop.

Luo De said nothing.

On the panel.

【Paradox Motive】 continuously activated, violently converting desire into the body's origin.

(End of Chapter)