I'm a forest ranger, why would I enslave a succubus?

Chapter 694 Sparks and Expulsion

Black walnut wood doors inlaid with brass patterns, and a Persian handmade carpet interwoven with deep blue and gold.

An antique wine cabinet in the corner, a black piano-lacquered desk, and a high-backed chair wrapped in dark red crocodile skin.

A manager's office featuring a blend of classic luxury and minimalist style.

Her skin was ashen, like a layer of cold frost covering her bones.

Bone Dragon Plum Sweet No.

Megan, now fully transformed into human form, smiled elegantly and leaned against the edge of the desk.

His narrow, vertical pupils gleamed with a cold, dark gold light as he stared at Rhodes with an extremely aggressive gaze.

Rod raised an eyebrow, his discerning gaze sweeping over her body.

As the double walnut doors slammed shut, only the two people facing each other remained in the office.
There's also Terry, clinging to Rod's arm, fidgeting with her legs crossed, and her eyes sparkling.

“You are even more beautiful, Lady Megan.”

She still possesses a breathtaking, inhuman beauty.

But compared to their first meeting in the terrifying scene, his features are more like a finely sculpted bone sculpture.

Beneath his high, straight nose, his thin, pale purple lips always held a dangerous curve.

Needless to say, her figure is also outstanding.

The dark red velvet dress clung tightly to her body, and the high slit revealed her pale, jade-like thighs.

The full, soft curves seemed to burst forth from the low-cut dress, and below the slender, almost unreal waist, the plump hips and long legs suddenly unfolded.

"Long time no see, still as glib as ever."

Megan chuckled, then suddenly turned around, her backless dress revealing glimpses of her spine.

She took a bottle of fine wine and two diamond-patterned glasses from the wine cabinet in the corner.

"I never expected that the little guy who was so clueless in the Fear Field has already reached this level, you know? From the moment you stepped onto the central avenue of Emerald City, someone reported your whereabouts."

"As expected, I have indeed appeared in the newspapers quite a few times. But you, Lord Megan, I remember that cosmic beings cannot adapt to spirituality, right?"

Cosmic beings are inherently incompatible with spirituality.

If someone forces their way in, the least severe consequence will be the same as that of the cursed dragon Naulin—their body will be completely destroyed.

Naulin was lucky; she merged with the labyrinth, allowing both her spiritual and soul forms to survive. Otherwise, she would have died.

"I have to thank you for providing the coordinates and energy; it at least allowed me to hold on for quite some time."

Meigan poured the wine, then leaned down and sat elegantly on the sofa.

A glimpse of her jade-like legs revealed a large expanse of cleavage beneath the high slit.

"You don't need to be so wary of me. I am a human being, but I was forced to become a cosmic being for some special reasons."

"I have never heard of a human being being able to become a cosmic being."

"That's all thanks to my contracted sister, Naulin. Without her, I would have died long ago. This is your succubus. The essence tank was full of her saliva before, which made it take me a lot of time to purify it."

She found it somewhat amusing to watch Terri vigorously rubbing her thighs.

"She's in heat, you can have sex right here, I don't mind watching."

Rhodes looked around the room to make sure there were no other detection spells.

He casually picked up Terry and sat her on the sofa, then unbuckled his belt, revealing a giant dragon.

Terry quickly lifted her skirt, thrusting her hips down sharply, and let out a scream of surprise and ecstasy.

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Megan paused for a moment, her small mouth slightly agape in surprise.

I was just joking, are you really coming?

"Brother Rhodes, you really haven't changed a bit. Hehehe—"

Rod pushed away the head that was relentlessly kissing his face.

"To be honest, two people warned me to be careful of you, but you know, I'm a decent person. You helped me, so I can't hide from you. Tell me, what are you doing in this real-world dimension?"

"Master, master, master, master"

Pa Chi Pa Chi——

"Become a god, Rhodes. Who doesn't want to ascend to godhood like that goddess of magic these days?"

"Go to another dimension to find divine sparks, because there aren't that many opportunities to ascend to godhood in the real dimension."

"There aren't as many as you think. There are quite a few beings that easily cross the boundaries of other dimensions. Although they haven't reached the point of developing consciousness, their instincts have already begun to occupy large territories, making it easier for them to cross the boundaries of the real dimension."

"So? Your method is?"

Megan took a sip of wine, leaving a purple lipstick mark.

She felt that someone's gaze was becoming increasingly aggressive, constantly lingering on her.

Creak, creak— "Don't get my sofa dirty, that's genuine leather. The divine sparks, in the end, are the primal cosmic forces that are released by chance when a dimensional labyrinth is born or destroyed, but they are not only released by planets."
I have discovered an ancient secret technique that may allow divine sparks to be born when a creature or plane that has reached a certain age and accumulated a certain amount of power dies or collapses.

"so?"

"Brother, tell me Naulin's location, the Divine Spark. I'll count you in."

The voice just fell.

The atmosphere plummeted to freezing point.

The liquor sloshed around, and only Terri's thumping and muffled sounds filled the office.

The two stared at each other coldly through the rapidly writhing Terry.

a long time.

Terry let out a long, refreshing whistle, her entire back and waist tensing up.

After a while of intense trembling, she collapsed weakly onto Rod's chest—no, onto the sofa.

The man below vanished in an instant.

At the same time, Megan, who was on the opposite sofa, also disappeared.

Ping!
Outside the spherical force field, a longsword with its hilt slowly wrapped in black-gold fluid metal struck the top.

The crystal chandelier shattered with a deafening roar, and a massive sword mark had already crushed the entire mirrored black steel frame of the ceiling.

Tiny cracks appeared at the point where the sword blade collided with the force field.

It gradually expanded and spread rapidly throughout the entire force field.

Megan looked astonished.

With a tearing sound, the black and gold longsword pierced the red cushion on the wall next to the ear.

He held back.

Among the fragments of the crystal chandelier falling like raindrops.

The scorching masculine aura and the long-lost scent of vital energy wafted over her, and the abundant, pure power dripping from it caused Megan's expression to change once again.

Instinctively, a huge bone claw leaped out from the shadows, sizzling and grinding against the man, creating a shower of sparks.

Intense sparks flew like flint, and with a bang, pitch-black flames ignited on Rhodes' body.

"Why is your vital energy like this?"

"Show your true form. Your human form is no match for me."

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

The black flames clinging to his body, like a malignant tumor, seemed impossible to extinguish.

Rod didn't care, his laughter was arrogant, and the ashes of his burned clothes were scattered all over the ground.

With one foot propped on the high back of the sofa, he looked down at Megan with an air of superiority.

Megan's eyes couldn't help but drift towards the giant dragon, and she suddenly shouted angrily, "Put your pants on!"

"I do not."

"Then get lost. Do you think I need your help?"

A magical light flashed, and the ritual quickly took shape beneath Rhodes and Terry's feet.

A buzzing sound.

The environment receded rapidly, and I stepped into thin air.

When I landed again, the scenery before my eyes expanded, and a large area had changed, and the air was fresher.

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

—The edge of a remote forest outside Emerald City.

"A magical exorcism?"

Rod casually pulled up his trousers.

He stopped wearing clothes, and the black claw marks on his body still burned with flames.

Terry stood up tremblingly, her skirt falling to cover the view that stretched up to her thighs.

His eyes widened in surprise and uncertainty: "Why did they suddenly start fighting?"

"Didn't you hear us?"

"No, Terry is completely focused on enjoying her master, she has no interest in watching that stinky bone dragon~"

"You guy."

"Just kidding~~ Speaking of which, Master, don't you have Thousand-Throated Am's sandball? You have a god right in your hands, so why don't you discuss the issue of stripping away its divine spark with that bone dragon?"

(End of this chapter)