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

Chapter 710 Extradimensional Existence

“Rod!!!”

Before Rhodes even opened his eyes, that familiar, angry shout had already entered his ears.

After hacking and slashing wildly in Lady Fungus's Sindragora plane, and with the possibility of finding the Mycelium Finger artifact that might have been used to plot against him, he felt somewhat at ease.

It's still the familiar Magic Network Space.

The deep blue, magical spiderweb-like network is densely packed with stars, and the silvery-white specks make it feel like being in the Milky Way.

Mystra was no longer the calm and gentle woman she usually was; her deep violet eyes were filled with rage as she slammed into Rhodes.

She was tall and slender, nearly 1.8 meters tall, and wore a silver-white star-patterned robe that fit her figure naturally.

Two wide, dark blue ribbons hung down from the collarbones to the ground, giving them an air of holiness and benevolence.

Perhaps the original intention was to slightly decorate the chest, but the full rabbit-shaped breasts, along with the fitted robe, pushed the sash high up.

As she swayed and drifted, her rounded hips formed an alluring hourglass shape, always maintaining a width that extended beyond the two sashes.

It doesn't appear gaudy, but rather possesses a breathtaking beauty brimming with divine vitality.

of course.

If only she weren't so aggressive.

"What did you promise me last time! We agreed not to go to other dimensions again, didn't we?!"

Mystra's pearly fingers almost poked Rhodes in the face.

As time progressed after his successful ascension to godhood, his elfin, exquisite face seemed to possess not only benevolence and holiness but also an added air of majesty.

The three star-shaped beauty marks next to each other under the left eye shone brightly, seemingly carrying an aura of grievance from being deceived.

"Oh, I think so."

Rod looked away guiltily, turning his face away.

"What do you mean 'seems to be'! The alternate dimension is different now! If you continue to act so recklessly, you really will die! This is the last time! This is the last time I'm pulling you back! Even if it happens again in the future, I will absolutely not care about you anymore!"

"You seemed to have said it was the last time last time too."

"You!" Mystra clenched her fists and stomped her feet angrily, much like a little girl, her waist-length hair swaying from side to side.

This is truly the last time!

Then she paused for a moment, as if she had figured something out.

Biting her full, pink lower lip, her eyes wide with disbelief, she said, "You didn't do this on purpose, did you? You knew I would save you no matter what, so you deliberately drained my power to make my magic network collapse completely?"

"How is that possible! What are you saying!"

Rhodes didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He reached out to hold the girl's hand, which was gleaming slightly, but was immediately pulled away.

Realizing that the force of his swing was not firm, he pulled on the other hand again.

This time, the strength of the struggle weakened again, and Rhode held it tightly in his grasp.

"Are you going to try to kill me like those people did back then, Father?"

"Impossible, I love you too much to ask."

"you swear."

"Four."

With a slight touch, Rhodes finally sensed that the divine power within this goddess seemed unstable.

He simply pulled the other person into his arms and held them tightly.

The situation calmed down for a while.

Even after the divine power subsided, some things were still missing.

Rod frowned, immediately recalling how the magic net canopy had been pierced and cracked a month ago during the opening ceremony of the superstar Lyra Star Language concert.

"You mean the magic network just collapsed 'completely'? How could that psionic lightning have caused such great damage?"

Mystra tried to push the embrace away because something was pressing against her navel.

But the man was clearly unwilling and continued to press tightly against her lower back.

She could only lift her cheek from the man's neck, almost kissing his chin, and said seriously:
"It's far worse than you imagine, Rhodes. An extremely powerful cosmic being has appeared in another dimension. Its madness and belligerence have created an extreme destructive urge. It doesn't covet anything from the real dimension, only the purest desire to kill." "...The [Savage Mark] on me?"

"They probably share the same origin."

"He ascended to godhood?"

"That's the bad thing. He displayed power beyond mine without even becoming a god. If only that guy could leave his own territory."

Rhodes pondered for a moment.

He told them about the sealed clay tablets in the real world and how a group of evil gods traveled from the Fourth Era to the First Era and slept for hundreds of thousands of years.

Mystra is stationed at the Magic Network to fight against the alternate dimension and is unaware of the situation on the mainland.

She instantly regained her composure, a flicker of horror crossing her violet eyes.

"Oh no, Rhodes, it's even worse! Even if the unique properties of the Divine Spark prevent the birth of any new gods, the problem is that the alternate dimension is not a static region, and the chaotic energy composed of expanding psionic ether within it has no way to be digested."
Like a gladiatorial arena, other dimensions will always give rise to powerful beings to rule them. They have the power of life and death and forcibly exploit and obtain chaotic energy.
Like the cruel creature that attacked me, it has almost transcended the realm of cosmic beings, becoming a transdimensional existence that almost surpasses the concept of ordinary deities.

Rod was taken aback, but immediately understood what she meant.

"What if that kind of extradimensional being were to gain divine inspiration again?"

“He will be invincible, Rhodes.”

The goddess in his arms had a solemn expression.

Rhodes couldn't help but smile wryly: "One of the evil gods revealed to me something about the future Ragnarok; perhaps it's them."

"It's possible. There's indeed a possibility that such creatures could emerge in another dimension in the future. Where are you touching?"

He said with righteous indignation, "The divine power within you is somewhat lacking, and I, your father, will replenish it for you."

"You didn't go to the other dimension specifically to harm me, could it be that you just wanted to do this with me?"

"You can think that way. Hey, Xiaomi, you're not wearing any shorts, are you?"

"This is my private space! No one has ever come in except you, and no one can stop me even if I'm not wearing clothes!"

"Of course, no one will see us lift our skirts or turn around here, no matter what we do."

"Let it go where it's supposed to go, and don't let it wander off like it did last time!"
.
When the two met again, they had endless things to talk about.

In the midst of their passionate encounter, Mystra's divine power gradually recovered completely under the effect of the [Dew of Creation], and even advanced further.

"What? You don't know??"

Rhodes looked up at the goddess of magic in astonishment.

Her delicate hands rested on her strong chest, her knees were bent, and the backs of her feet rested on her muscular thighs, her movements clumsy.

Mystra didn't even know to use the power of faith and the construction of a divine kingdom to enhance his divine power!

"I was the first person to ascend to godhood; heaven knows these things are available."

A light, fragrant sweat beaded on her smooth forehead, and she blushed slightly as she retorted.

"So you've established your own Mystra Cult, haven't you? You must have some kind of connection to it, right?"

"I'm busy fighting against the alien dimension, how could I have time to worry about this!"

Rhodes thought about it and agreed.

He reached out and pulled her down, embracing her slender yet firm lower back and the back of her head, and kissed her deeply.

After exchanging a few words, he said, “You don’t necessarily have to manage it. Didn’t that half-vampire I fought last time use a spell to pray to the magic network? You could perhaps grant that spell to your followers. As long as there’s a response, plenty of people will believe in you.”

Mystra licked her lips, somewhat reluctant to let Rhodes' lips leave hers.

"But I can't handle so many people. As for things like the Goddess's Secret Order that run on their own, I haven't been a god for long enough to spare the energy for them."

"How about letting higher-level believers manage it on their behalf, and granting them some access to the magic network?"

"I don't trust others. What if they betray me again?"

"You"

Rhodes smiled. "Then shall I arrange for a mage to manage you?"

Mystra stared at him hesitantly, then unusually took a sip of her liquor: "If it's someone Rhodes trusts, it's worth a try."

(End of this chapter)