Chapter 613: Transformation

As the light and shadow stretched into thin, colorful streaks, Luo De knew he was undergoing another dimensional leap again.

Not long after.

A sharp crack.

The scene froze, and the view before him rapidly took shape.

Luo De squinted.

Same place again—the familiar Web of Magic space.

"Luo De!"

The newly ascended goddess of magic, Mystra, stood not far away, her appearance gentle and exquisite, wreathed in holy light, her back adorned with multiple radiant rings that exuded divine sanctity.

Three star-shaped tear moles aligned beneath her left eye stood out sharply, adding a touch of sorrow to her expression.

"Mystra, it's been a while."

"I already told you—this extradimensional space is dangerous. If you get caught and manipulated by some psychic control entity, and they use you to threaten me, what then? I'm telling you, I won't lift a finger for you."

Mystra seemed no different from before she became a god.

Still haunted by fear and the lingering symptoms of paranoia.

Her snow-white hands overlapped, gripping each other tightly.

Her one-shoulder long robe, primarily pure white with gradient dark blue magic as accent and golden threads for embellishment, was luxurious and noble.

The compression of her folded arms made her full, rounded, and heavy chest stand out even more.

To Luo De, whose desire had not yet been satisfied, the snowy valley between them grew even more alluring.

"I saw your power—you crushed Fungus Lady in a single round."

Luo De chuckled.

Even he, with his current strength, thought Fungus Lady Zuggoy seemed rather weak.

But she was still one of the peak-level beings.

Mystra probably didn't even manifest her true form—just a simple spell easily dispersed the spore mist and struck her body.

At the time, Zuggoy's face had been right beneath him; Luo De had clearly seen her terror.

Mystra's power must be even stronger than I imagined.

"I can't expend too much energy outside—the Web of Magic's veil consumes far more than I expected, even now that I've mastered the laws. This time, I broke protocol to act. Don't go out again. Wait—are you deliberately draining my power?!"

"What are you talking about? How could that be?"

Mystra let out a self-deprecating laugh.

A look of worry crossed her clean face.

"You mortals don't understand—in this short time since I became a god, I've repelled two invasions from extradimensional spaces! One was a violent lunatic screaming for a fight, the other a lustful degenerate trying to seduce people into debauchery—they both wanted to kill me!"

As she spoke,

her gaze drifted to Luo De, seeing the thick, foul-smelling green and pink fungal fluid.

She frowned.

Cast a cleansing spell, watched the magic sweep and tidy everything clean, then nodded.

"Take your personal life seriously, Father! How could you get aroused by a shapeless fungal mass?! Why are you *doing that?! "

She looked stunned.

"You said the Web of Magic's veil drains too much—I thought the 【Primordial Dew】 might help you."

Mystra sniffed, eyeing him skeptically.

"I'm a god now—I control vast laws of this world. Do you think it would help? Are you trying to slip something into the 【Primordial Dew】 to harm me?"

Luo De didn't bother putting on pants.

He strolled over lazily, then smiled and patted the head of this magic goddess, who barely reached his chin.

"Relax—what father would harm his own daughter?"

Mystra wore her thick beige hair pulled tightly back, neat and serious, fully exposing her pure, dignified face.

Her expression turned strange.

From the warmth of his palm, she felt an inexplicable sense of safety and comfort.

Though her new godhood had made her immensely powerful and granted her significant mastery over laws,

time was still too short—no one could become truly divine and rational in just a month.

Especially not with Luo De—the man who directly helped reshape her body.

Though she habitually spoke of paranoia, Mystra held deeply complex feelings toward him.

Especially after being betrayed, she lacked all sense of security.

But during the body reshaping, this forest warden had offered immense, selfless aid—pure, without a single impure thought.

Hmm.

Though it *was* a very pure kind of lust.

Yet it made her replay that moment in her mind on certain nights.

Mystra immediately shook her head, clearing her thoughts.

She knew her duty.

She couldn't afford to dwell on such things.

"No father would treat his daughter like that. Put your pants on first. I'm sending you back."

Luo De smiled.

Looking at the panel's message:

【'Magic Goddess Mystra''s desire for you has been transformed into bodily essence!】

The essence Mystra contributed was one stage stronger than Fungus Lady Zuggoy's!

A warm current surged through his body—intense, mingling with the spiritual release from his ascension, the lingering fermenting essence of Zuggoy, and Hera's amber toxin.

Of course,

there was also Tally's steady, continuous, nearly nonstop supply of desire essence—twenty-four hours a day.

Not much, but stable.

Even when they weren't in bed.

After the mingling,

the massive energy made Luo De's face flush slightly.

"Bad luck—I'm not ready to leave yet."

"Don't push your luck. Letting a mortal like you enter here is already—"

Mystra lifted her head, displeased.

Before she could finish reprimanding him, she saw Luo De's flushed face, misty eyes, gazing at her with deep affection.

She was momentarily flustered.

"Y-you—you. What are you doing?!"

"F**k you."

"? In the forest, you've been with so many girls, yet you've never shown this expression before. What do you mean? I forbid you from falling in love with me! There's no future for us! If you think love can blackmail me, forget it! I've sealed my heart and lost the ability to love!"

What the hell?

Luo De didn't understand.

But that didn't stop him from pushing further.

He grabbed Mystra's hand, pulling her gaze into his deep, melancholy stare.

Mystra had spent her life studying the Web of Magic—then was betrayed and sacrificed. She'd never encountered a man this close.

Her eyes instantly grew hazy.

She instinctively cast a mind-reading spell—though it pierced his formidable mental resistance, it could only access surface thoughts.

——"Cute, want to f**k."

The scattered surface thoughts were filled with nothing but those four words.

So pure.

"."

Mystra turned her head away, her cheeks faintly reddening.

"No, I'll let you hug me, or hold my hand."

"I want to f**k you."

"Crude! I'm the Magic Goddess! Do you think I'd feel anything for a mortal? To me, you're no different from the humans below—inferior beings!"

Twenty minutes later.

The lofty Magic Goddess Mystra's face was flushed, her body bent forward, hips raised, her noble gown hiked up to her waist.

The snowy landscape laid bare.

Behind her, the divine light rings trembled, growing denser and larger under the massive influx of 【Primordial Dew】.

She turned her head in humiliation toward the man behind her.

"Is this how you treat your daughter, Luo De?!"

(End of Chapter)