Chapter 691: Sand Ball

The undignified contact ended quickly.

Eve did not notice that all the makeup on her mother's face had vanished; after a brief farewell, she led her trusted elite soldiers to the vicinity of Gukul Village to retrieve the missing clansmen from the hideout.

Rod did not hide Eve's odd behavior from Lillian, simply saying a few words.

Lillian, however, seemed somewhat dismissive: "The flawed cast bodies created by 【Factor Adjustment】 won't last long; if she needs them, just take them."

"As for the others, I naturally don't care. The Divination Art told me that the Thousand-Throated Tomb is likely tainted with something from the First Era's Evil Gods; Eve has stayed nearby for too long, and I fear it has infected her."

"Evil Gods of the First Era? What are you talking about? Mystra, the Goddess of Magic, was the first deity... Hey, have you kissed enough yet?"

Lillian pushed the man who was buried against her neck and collarbone, kissing her while speaking.

He didn't budge.

The man's hands were also unscrupulous.

The Naga Lady's face grew slightly warm: "We agreed on this; what was wrong with you just now? Eve is still over there!"

But the man clearly had no intention of moving his lips away.

He even used his teeth to bite open the buttons on her clothes,

Lillian sighed helplessly, forcing a look of displeasure onto her face,

"I'm not going anywhere, sigh... do as you please."

And as Rod clarified the matter of the Evil Gods, she grew serious.

Even within the imperfect Ancestral Spirit magic system of the Land Naga, one could perceive that the entire reality dimension showed no traces of large-scale domain alteration or influence before Mystra ascended to godhood.

Although it was not impossible to believe that the First Era was an era where Evil Gods abounded, it did not hinder her from knowing that something else might be influencing her daughter.

"Stop fooling around, let's hurry and catch up... Oh no, why didn't you say so earlier?"

"No rush; Gukul Village is a bit of a distance from here. Even a Land Naga would take half a day to get there, and Tally followed them."

Land Naga possess an innate spiritual technique for sliding and weaving through deserts; if mastered, its speed even surpasses the Flight Art by a large margin.

"Let's fool around for a while first."

Lillian's scent was not as sweet as Tally's, nor as fresh as Vivian's.

Yet for some reason, whenever Rod merely approached slightly to sniff, he always felt it was incredibly mellow and intoxicating, more stirring to the heart than the scent of Tally.

"No, no, we have to go find Eve..."

Lillian was backed into a corner by Rod, her head spinning from his heat.

As she spoke, her long hair, black as silk, was already tied into a ponytail.

In the meantime, she breathed slightly heavily, her eyes fixed tightly.

By the time the two of them used 【Mass Flight Art】 to arrive at Gukul Village, the sky was shrouded in pitch blackness, making the clouds and moon indistinguishable.

In fact, if Rod hadn't demanded two more rounds of 'last time' and Lillian hadn't indulgently allowed it, they might have arrived even earlier.

Heading west from Gukul Village, after about fifty kilometers, they reached a stretch of Gobi desert.

Long-term wind erosion had blown away the fine sand and dust, leaving only coarse gravel or crushed stones on the surface; the soil had been completely wind-eroded, leaving the ground hard and compacted.

Not far from here, they saw Tally leap out of the shadows with half her body visible, waving at the two of them.

Lillian, elegant and polite by nature, had always assumed Tally was Rod's relative.

After all, when Tally transformed into a male, she looked similar to Rod.

Realizing that entanglements with Rod were inevitable in the future, she apologized with a serious expression: "We are late, sorry."

Tally, not jealous at all, wore a mischievous smile as if to say 'I get it': "No need to apologize; just enjoy yourselves, you two."

Lillian gritted her teeth and glared at Rod with shame and anger.

"Let's talk about the real matter."

Rod tapped Tally's head.

"Okay~~"

Tally directly and affectionately linked her arm with his, making Lillian frown.

"Eve first brought out the missing people; those who knew the village were sent back, while those who didn't were gathered together..."

She pointed to a huge boulder in the distant Gobi, "Among them, the flawed cast bodies created by 【Factor Adjustment】 were brought over here; a magic house was set up there, and elite soldiers were stationed at the entrance to prevent anyone from approaching."

"Did you go inside?"

Tally shrugged: "I was just waiting for you; my Shadow Magic isn't very good for entering anyway."

Lillian urged, "There is no time to lose; I'll go."

The Mother-in-law, concerned for her daughter, did not even conceal her figure and walked forward directly.

Those elite soldiers, seeing it was the High Priestess, did not dare to raise their weapons, yet they did not dare to step aside.

"What is Eve doing in there?!"

"High Priestess..."

They looked at each other, extremely conflicted.

Lillian, with a cold face, did not make things difficult for them.

An overwhelming Ancestral Spirit War Soul appeared behind her, and a Mass Daze Spell was cast down.

Combined with Rod's 【Fear Aura】 from behind, everyone instantly collapsed.

She did not pause for a moment and violently broke into the magic secret room.

Magical light flickered, and the spiraling entrance began to reveal itself.

Rod was, after all, a tank plus damage dealer, so he did not let the girl go first.

He strode forward and entered first.

As the light faded,

"Aaaaaaaah————"

First, a scream of agony rang out.

Then, a magical secret room in the style of a Naga bedroom, about a hundred square meters, came into view.

A walk-in closet with an arched doorway paired with a hollowed-out wooden lattice screen, custom brass-framed wardrobes, and mirror inlays,

a circular sleeping area surrounded by translucent gauze curtains draping the bed.

Dozens of small Nagas, their colors varying due to 【Factor Adjustment】 and showing obvious traces of being stitched from other races, lay densely packed, sucking their fingers in deep sleep.

And in the reception area,

a teak low table inlaid with copper plates and Persian-style cushions had all been pushed to the edges, clearing out a large open space.

Right in the center, a small-to-medium Xing De Fa ritual had been drawn with a silver carving knife, nothing particularly brilliant.

Eve knelt beside the center, her snake head lifting up in excitement.

All four arms pressed against the edge of the pattern, desperately channeling spiritual energy.

In the very center, there was clearly a sandball molded from gravel, a huge mouth filled with sharp fangs occupying half the sandball, roaring upward in furious agony.

"Aaaaaah!!! Eve!!! You're dead!!! I will definitely kill you!!!"

Eve paid no attention to its roar.

She turned back in shock at the strange fluctuations in the magical secret room, just as she locked eyes with the stunned Rod.

Her pretty face, slightly beaded with cold sweat, instantly lit up with joy, her smile radiant.

"Perfect timing! Come help me! I caught a fool! It's very likely a god! Hahahaha—"

"Do you know, Rod? This guy actually tried to tempt me with 'second only to one, superior to ten thousand'? It's ridiculously laughable!"

"I will never let anyone ride over my head! Of course, I must be the god; when would it ever be this sand-dung ball's turn!"

(End of this chapter)