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

Chapter 695 Secret Techniques and Cooperation

Rhodes patted the black flames on his shoulder.

Not only did it not get rid of, but it also clung to my palm like a stubborn infection, impossible to extinguish.

The +21 [Dragon Scale Technique] combined with Rhodes' original fire resistance was enough to withstand the flames.

However, it is not only the power of fire that is involved; Megan, the bone dragon whose body was created with the help of the cursed dragon Naulin, also possesses the same power of resentment.

Its ability to erode all resistance is constantly being exerted.

Rhodes crushed a ring that could manipulate water.

sizzle-

Aside from the intense burst of steam, the flames were almost completely unaffected.

I looked at the panel.

Sure enough, a message about a clash of domains had already appeared.

[Collision detection triggered!]

[Defense Field Basic (Rhodes): 58]

[Domain · Foundations (Megan Yura Richmond): 83]

【Result: Failure! 】

Even though the black flames couldn't harm him for the time being, their inextinguishable nature made breaking through his defenses just a matter of time.

Only a domain can fight against another domain.

Annoying.

The brief exchange made Rhodes realize that Megan's magical skills were not low.

Although he had broken through her defenses, he had no chance against the black flames and the forced expulsion spell alone.

Even if he does damage beyond Megan's limits, she will probably be able to escape easily.

The most troublesome opponents are those who can't be caught. Jade City isn't far from the open-air labyrinth where Naulin is, and who knows if she's already realized something.

Rod kicked away Terry, who was trying to hug him.

He rummaged through his magic bag with one hand.

Not a moment longer.

A black bone appeared in his hand—the communication item from the previous energy exchange.

Without hesitation, Rhodes was direct.

“Meghan, let’s talk.”
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It was still in the casino manager's office.

It is no longer luxurious.

Sword marks on the crumbling walls, crystal shards mixed with wall fragments and dust on the ground, and documents, drinks, and ledgers all collapsed and gone.

Bone Dragon Meigan sat on the sofa with a cold face, the diamond-patterned wine glass in her hand still bearing the purple lipstick mark.

The wine clung to the sides of the glass, then slid down with a cool, aloof air.

"You ruined all my wine, and you still have the nerve to come back?"

before.

It was Rhodes, his upper body bare, with five huge claw marks on his back and chest, and boiling black flames.

He shrugged, shamelessly brushed aside the crystal shards on the other sofa, and plopped down on it.

Talk about it.

Megan doesn't seem to have done anything.

When asking for Naulin's location, they spoke in a consultative tone. The one who launched the attack first was the protective forest ranger, who only retaliated after her force field was broken.

But Rhodes didn't care.

"What's the success rate of your ancient secret technique?"

Megan poured herself another glass of wine, seemingly too lazy to answer him.

"Then it's not high."

Rhodes smiled, then simply pulled out the nearly empty Thousand-Throat Lord Am and tossed it over generously:

"You just want the divine spark, right? I have it ready-made, why gamble on such a negligible probability?"

The parabolic trajectory of the Thousand-Throated Amu's wriggling gravel sphere halted in mid-air. It slowly floated to Megan's side.

"The second god after the goddess of magic?"

"No, we dug this out of a tomb. Perhaps Mystra wasn't the first deity in the real dimension."

"What are you talking about? Your goddess of magic is a person who has successfully ascended to godhood in both the real world and various other dimensions. Aren't you being disrespectful to your goddess by calling her by her name?"

“I’m her father, what’s there to be afraid of?”

"Hehehe, ignorant."

After breaking her liquor cabinet, Megan's attitude towards Rhodes took a sharp turn for the worse.

Too lazy to look at him anymore, I focused on the sand ball in front of me.

However, the golden, vertical dragon eyes suddenly contracted.

"Wait! This is a skeletal sand race?! But why is it in the real dimension?"

"what?"

"There is a kind of cosmic creature in another dimension. They are born with low intelligence and are mostly abducted by powerful beings to other planes to do hard labor. At the same time, the skeletal sand descendants are connected in mind and can be easily controlled as long as the mother is manipulated. If an individual becomes a god, it is impossible for him to ignore the rest of the skeletal sand descendants. The status of the skeletal sand descendants would not be in its current state."

“But He is in the real dimension, and in a tomb that has been buried for who knows how long, which is why I say Mystra was not the first to ascend to godhood.”

Megan's expression was far more solemn than usual.

"You're ignorant about the law, I don't blame you for not understanding." When the goddess of magic ascended to godhood, her authority and power far exceeded the boundaries of magic, inevitably influencing the plane she inhabited and giving rise to its own laws. However, the chaotic and powerless alternate dimension of today has no trace of any deities ever being born.

Rod hugged her.

"Then tell me, where did this thing come from?"

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Megan frowned and remained silent.

“I don’t blame you guys for being so meticulous when it comes to magic, but you can’t ignore the objective facts. This living divine spark is right in front of us, how could it be wrong? Don’t even mention this, I also know the locations of a whole bunch of evil gods’ seals from the First Era.”

He's just bragging.

Megan clearly didn't listen to what he said.

He held the sand ball floating in his hand, completely captivated, and then gracefully pointed his finger.

A contract is also formed by the convergence of spirituality.

“That’s interesting. I agree to the deal, Brother Rhodes. I won’t be looking for Naulin for now. If I find a way to strip away the Divine Spark, I will share it with you.”

"It's settled then. But I'll come over periodically to cast spells to suppress Thousand Throat Amu."

The main purpose is to collect sclerotia.

"Do as you please. I'll be staying at this Crown Casino for the time being."

Terry pouted and leaned closer, grabbing and shaking Rod's arm, which wasn't on fire.

"Hey—can you put out the flames on Master first? I want a hug."
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at night.

Windwall Forest, Ranger's Hut.

Rod propped up his pillow and gazed thoughtfully at the shimmering woods outside the window screen.

Beside him, Terry, with a sweet and content expression, let out soft, sleepy breathing, clinging tightly to his arm, unwilling to let go.

The silk sheet draped loosely around the succubus's waist, creating a full curve at the peak of her hips.

The two steep mounds, supported by her chest, trembled slightly with her breath, and below them was the suddenly narrowing curve of her waist, a sight to behold.

"Objective facts are one thing, but the opinions of professionals cannot be ignored."

Regarding the first ascension to godhood.

There is a contradiction here that cannot be bypassed no matter what.

Rhodes had never been entirely convinced by the mage scholars' view that 'Mystra was the first god in history,' believing that their view might have been derived under limited conditions in the real world.

However, when Megan, a bone dragon who had spent years roaming in other dimensions, also held the same view, he had to take it seriously.

If true.

Then
The evil god sealed within the clay tablets beneath Quartz Town, including the Thousand-Throat Lord Am, the Moon Goddess Luca, and others.
Where did these guys come from?

(End of this chapter)