Chapter 695: Sparks and Expulsion

Black walnut doors inlaid with brass patterns, a Persian hand-woven carpet woven in deep blue and gold.

An antique wine cabinet in the corner, a black piano-lacquer desk, a high-backed chair wrapped in deep red crocodile leather.

A manager's office blending classical luxury with minimalist style.

Gray-white skin like cold frost covering bone.

The bone dragon, Megan Bu.

Megan, now fully transformed into human form, curved an elegant smile and leaned against the edge of the desk.

Her narrow vertical pupils glowed with a dim, cold golden light, looking at Rod with extreme aggression.

Rod raised an eyebrow, his lightly provocative gaze traveling up and down her body.

As the double walnut doors slammed shut with a boom, only the two of them remained in the office, locked in a stare.

And there was Tally, clutching Rod's arm, legs pressed together and fidgeting shyly, her eyes sparkling with pink light.

"You're even more beautiful, my lord Megan."

She still possessed an otherworldly beauty that left one breathless.

But compared to their first meeting in the Arena of Terror, her features now resembled bone-carved art, meticulously sculpted.

Beneath her high, straight nose, her pale purple thin lips always held a hint of a dangerous curve.

As for her figure, there was no need to say more.

A dark red velvet gown clung tightly to her body; the high slit revealed the pale, jade-like lines of her thighs.

Her full, soft curves threatened to spill from the low-cut gown; beneath a waist so slender it seemed almost unreal, her hips flared out suddenly, paired with long, slender legs.

"Long time no see, still so smooth-tongued."

Megan chuckled lightly, suddenly turning around; beneath the backless cut, the vertebrae of her spine were faintly visible.

She retrieved a fine bottle of wine from the corner cabinet and two wine glasses with diamond patterns.

"Truly unexpected, the little one who was clueless back in the Arena of Terror has already reached this level, you know? The moment you stepped onto the central avenue of Emerald City, someone reported your movements."

"I expected as much; I've appeared in the newspapers quite a few times. But as for you, my lord Megan, I recall that cosmic beings cannot adapt to spiritual energy, correct?"

Cosmic beings are naturally unable to adapt to spiritual energy.

Once forced into it, the least severe consequence is being completely destroyed, just like the Cursed Demon Dragon Nao Lin.

Nao Lin was lucky; she happened to merge with the labyrinth, allowing both her mental form and soul form to survive; otherwise, she would have been dead.

"That thanks goes to the coordinates and vital essence you provided; at least they let me endure for a long stretch of time."

Megan poured the wine well, then leaned forward and sat elegantly on the sofa.

One look at her jade legs, and the high slit exposed a vast expanse of scenery.

"You need not be so defensive of me; I was originally human, only becoming a cosmic being due to some special reasons."

"I have never heard of a human becoming a cosmic being."

"That is thanks to my contracted sister Nao Lin; without her, I would have died long ago. This is your succubus; the essence jar before was full of her saliva, which cost me a lot of time to purify."

Watching Tally vigorously rubbing her thighs, she found it somewhat amusing.

"She's in heat; you can go ahead and do it right here; I don't mind watching."

Rod glanced around the room once, confirming there were no other detection spells.

Carelessly, he picked up Tally, sat on the sofa, unbuckled his belt, and the great dragon appeared.

Tally hurriedly lifted her skirt, pressed her hips and buttocks down forcefully, and immediately let out a scream of surprise and Tao Zui.

"..."

Megan froze for a moment, her small mouth painted with purple lip gloss opening slightly in shock.

I was just joking; you really went through with it?

"Little brother Rod, you really haven't changed at all... hehehe—"

Rod pushed away the head that kept kissing his face.

"To be honest, two people once issued warnings, telling me to be careful of you. But you understand, I am a decent person; since you have helped me, I have no reason to hide... Might as well say, what do you intend to do in the Reality Dimension?"

"Master, master, master, master..."

Slap, slap—

"To become a god, little brother Rod; nowadays, who does not wish to ascend to godhood like that Magic Goddess?"

"To find the Divine Spark in an alternate space; the Reality Dimension does not offer so many opportunities for ascension."

"It is not as easy as you imagine; there are many beings in alternate spaces exceeding their limits. Although they have not yet reached the point of developing consciousness, their instincts have already begun to occupy vast territories; the Reality Dimension is actually easier."

"So? What is your method?"

Megan took a sip of wine, leaving a Se De Chun Yin.

She always felt someone's gaze becoming increasingly aggressive, constantly wandering over her body.

Creak, creak—

"Don't dirty my sofa; it is genuine leather. The Divine Spark, in the end, is the primordial cosmic energy accidentally released when a plane-labyrinth is born or destroyed; it is not only planets that can release it."

"I found an ancient Mi Fa that allows a Divine Spark to possibly be born when a creature or plane that has reached a certain age and accumulated certain power dies or collapses."

"So?"

"Little brother, tell me Nao Lin's location. The Divine Spark... I will count you in."

The words had barely fallen.

The atmosphere plummeted to freezing.

The wine swirled; in the office, only the sounds of Tally's impact and suppressed moans remained.

Across the rapidly writhing Tally, the two locked eyes in a cold stare.

For a long time.

Tally let out a long, exhilarating cry, her entire body tensing at the waist and back.

After a moment of violent trembling, she collapsed, drained of strength, onto Rod's chest—no, onto the sofa.

The man below had vanished in an instant.

At the same time, Megan on the opposite sofa disappeared as well.

Clang!!!

Outside the spherical force field, a long sword, its hilt slowly being wrapped by black-gold fluid metal, struck against it.

The crystal chandelier exploded with a boom; a massive sword scar had already crushed the entire ceiling framed by mirror-black steel.

Fine cracks appeared where the sword blade clashed with the force field.

They gradually expanded, spreading rapidly across the entire force field.

Megan's eyes widened in shock.

With a tearing sound, the black-gold long sword pierced the red cushion on the wall beside her ear.

He had held back.

Amidst the crystal chandelier fragments raining down like a shower.

The hot breath of a man and the long-forgotten scent of essence and vitality rushed toward her; the abundant, refined power dripping from it made Megan's face change once more.

Instinctively, a massive bone claw leaped from the shadows, clashing against the man with a screech, sending up a large shower of sparks.

The fierce sparks, like flint, ignited pitch-black flames on Rod with a pop.

"Your essence and vitality... why is it so..."

"Reveal your true form; the human form is not enough for me."

No matter how skilled a creature is at shapeshifting, its true form is always the one that best unleashes its full capabilities.

The black flames clinging to his body like a festering sore seemed impossible to extinguish.

Rod paid it no mind, his smile wild and arrogant, as the ashes of his burned clothes scattered across the floor.

Standing on one foot atop the high back of the sofa, he looked down at Megan with supreme arrogance.

Megan's gaze involuntarily drifted toward that great dragon, then she suddenly shouted in anger: "Put your pants on!"

"I won't."

"Then get out! Do you think I must have your help?"

The light of magic flickered; a ritual quickly took shape beneath the feet of Rod and Tally.

With a hum.

The surroundings rapidly receded; his feet found no purchase beneath him.

When he landed again, the scenery before his eyes had expanded and changed to a vast new area, and the air had grown fresh.

Towering city walls, rushing carriages, and a bustling queue of people entering the city.

—At the edge of a remote forest outside Emerald City.

"A spell of banishment?"

Rod casually pulled up his pants.

He would not wear his clothes; the black claw-mark flames on his body continued to boil upward.

Tally trembled as she stood up, her skirt falling to cover the sight that had spread down to her thighs.

Her eyes filled with doubt and alarm: "Why did you suddenly start fighting?"

"Didn't you hear us talking?"

"No, Tally was wholeheartedly tasting the Master; how could she have the mood to watch that stinky bone dragon~"

"You rascal..."

"Just kidding~~ By the way, Master, don't you have that Thousand-Throated Amm's sand gourd? With a ready-made deity right in your hand, why not discuss with that bone dragon the issue of stripping its divine spark?"

(End of this chapter)