You are all my wings!

Like the red glow of a setting sun, the scenery is ever-changing.

"However, there is a contradiction here. Generally speaking, it is extremely difficult to reach that limit when it is impossible to do so. Moreover, my shackles and suppression will take effect quickly along with those actions. Therefore, there is a hidden condition: the limit must be reached in a short period of time in order to successfully break the shackles."

A subtle hint of embarrassment flashed across her face as she continued:

"Therefore, theoretically only the latter method is feasible."

By the end, the goddess had lowered her pretty face.

It's truly one of a kind that someone has dug themselves into this mess.

Of course, if she hadn't had these thoughts, this sacred shackle would actually have been beneficial to her early-stage progress.

Lyon said knowingly, "Then how about we do a better job on the initial steps before giving it another try?"

Astalia frowned and said:

"Is this all you're going to do? What are your plans?"

"Ahem, now that things have come to this, I won't hide it from you anymore."

Lyon said:

"Actually, I, along with Iris, Magirofi, and the others, often tried to train day and night during the time loop period, as did Hamra and Baishaqilai. During this time, in order to improve the daily effectiveness, I unknowingly mastered some practical skills, which can theoretically be considered my Shadow Walker combat skills, and I named them [Shadowless Chaos Eighteen Forces].

He has currently summarized and perfected seven combat techniques, namely Needle Thrust, Spiral Force, Tremor Force, Whale Swallowing Force, Lotus Lying Force, Fierce Dragon Force, and Cloud Absorption Force. All of them are combat techniques driven by the integration of Shadow-type characteristics and internal power.

It is incredibly profound and its effects are superb, as it has already been proven effective on many experts.

The remaining nine types are not yet perfected. Let's compile them now and see if we can eventually perfect them and take his combat skills to the next level.

"..."

Astalia said, both amused and annoyed, "So when you were flirting with me before, you secretly used these techniques too?"

What angered her even more was that Leon dared to mention other women in front of her.

Although she had known about these things for a long time, Castiglione was even brought about by her.

But times have changed. Before, it was none of her business, but now Leon is her husband!

How could I, the dignified guardian of human civilization, have to share with them?

However, she only thought about it briefly and didn't actually get angry.

After all, she had thought about these issues before accepting Leon, but she just didn't like Leon bringing them up.

Hearing this, Serkashuki thought to herself, 'Damn! My overreaction to his strength was because I fell for his trick, wasn't it? This guy is so wicked, even I, the evil god, am not as wicked as him… But, this method did feel really good, and I still miss it a little. Sigh, I'm really addicted to him.'

[Goddess Serkashuki's affection level +2%, current affection level 27%]

Lyon said, "No, I only use this technique on people I'm in a committed relationship with. As for those I'm not in a committed relationship with, I only talk about it verbally. I will never cross the line. My core philosophy is that forced relationships are never sweet. Spontaneous love and mutual commitment are the best outcome and the most beautiful romance, aren't they?"

Astalia looked at him suspiciously: "You're really not lying to me?"

"Didn't you always say that I am a person who practices what I preach and is consistent in word and deed? Why don't you believe your own judgment now?"

Lyon laughed and said, "Besides, you were the one who touched me first many times before. How could you not remember how it felt then?"

"I just wanted to ask."

Astalia pouted: "Of course I believe you, but what can I do when you lie to people sometimes?"

Leon realized this was the first time she had pouted at him. It seemed that as their hearts drew closer, this goddess was shedding her old image and becoming more and more lively.

As expected, Astalia was only outwardly quiet and gentle; in fact, she had a lively heart, much like Iris in this respect.

And her little expression was so cute that he couldn't resist pinching it.

"You little rascal, you just accepted my proposal and you're already taking advantage of me?"

Astalia's pretty cheeks were puffed up by Leon's pinching, and she reached out and slapped Leon away.

"Sorry, sorry, your face is just too cute, it's so adorable it's making my blood boil."

What does "cute enough to make your face bleed" mean?

"This is how we say it in my hometown, specifically to describe someone as beautiful and cute as Astalia. Of course, your face also exudes a noble air, as well as the gentle and kind nature that comes from nurturing human civilization over a long period of time. With your pout, most people except me would find it irresistible."

"Both were lethal and covered in blood."

Astalia glared at Leon: "You make it sound like I enjoy killing and bloodshed, but I guess you're being nice."

[Goddess Astalia's favorability +2%, current favorability 103%]

Then she reached out to take off Lyon's clothes.

Her fingers trembled slightly, but her movements were firm.

"Hey, didn't you say you hadn't broken the [Holy Shackles] yet? Aren't you worried that M'shiruna might suddenly wake up next to you?"

"Leon asked."

"It seems that Mshiruna won't wake up anytime soon. Chengerhe Li Jie always leaves after each battle, probably because she needs to replenish her energy to use that kind of power, so she probably won't be back so quickly. This may be our only chance."

Astalia said:

"Besides, you said you have the [Eighteen Forces of Shadowless Chaos]. Since you have this skill, then... then give it a try. Maybe it will work."

She instinctively lowered her small head, trying not to let Lyon see her flushed face.

Actually, she had another idea in her heart: based on her previous experience, perhaps seeing Leon's body would greatly arouse her own desire and promote this action.

now.

Her slender, white fingers brushed against Lyon's outer garment, revealing a sliver of gleaming abdominal muscles as the garment spread out, shimmering in the sunlight—a truly striking sight.

Looking at Leon's body, her heart skipped a beat, and she became increasingly expectant and nervous.

At the same time, she also felt a vague sense of fear.

It's not that I'm afraid of anything else, but rather that after countless years of accumulation, I've unconsciously developed a fear of this behavior.

No matter how powerful a god is, when faced with something they have never tried before, there will always be some fear of the mysterious.

Driven by these complex emotions, she acted slowly but resolutely.

Inside Leon's shirt, Serkashuki, who had shrunk to one side of the shadows, opened her deep red eyes wide and hurriedly ran to the other side of the shadows in a panic.

'Astalia, despite her seemingly abstinent nature, is actually quite horny. She couldn't hold back after just a few words with her cunning master.'

'Alas, I truly misjudged this one. I treated her as an opponent for two eras, yet she's so utterly helpless against her treacherous master! Weak, so incredibly weak!'

'Damn it, when will I ever be free again?'

As she thought this, she made a face and dodged Astalia's hand that reached inside Leon's clothes.

Although Astalia had also been 'caressing' Lyon before, she hadn't taken off her clothes this much, so Serkassukia was able to hide very easily.

But as Astalia's movements quickened, Leon's outer garments became less and less of a cover.

Although Serkassui can continuously integrate her Shadowless ability into Leon's skin.

But if Astalia were to have skin-to-skin contact with Leon and engage in close combat, Serkassüki had already pictured in her mind how uncomfortable that scene would be.

'If only I had stayed somewhere else, I should have stayed in his room, not hidden under his skin.'

Soon, Lyon's upper body was completely bare.

Serkashuki could only burrow underneath, becoming a shadow on Leon's body as she moved about.

Astalia gazed at Leon's perfectly sculpted body, his muscles clearly defined without any extra bulges interfering with the smooth lines, his posture nimble and elegant.

She felt like her heart was about to jump out of her throat.

"What...what should we do next?"

At this point, she was completely bewildered.

Or perhaps a large number of reference materials that I had seen when I looked down on all living beings flashed through my mind, but I didn't know which action to refer to, and I was at a loss for where to start.

"Then I'll guide them."

Then she noticed Leon reaching out his hand.

"You're so experienced. I'm so much older than you, and I still need you to guide me."

Astalia did not refuse, or rather, she had no choice but to accept.

Compared to this young man Lyon, my experience as a god in this area is practically nonexistent. Despite the shame, I have no choice but to accept it.

“It’s alright. Although we’re worlds apart in age, our looks are a match made in heaven. We look exactly the same age. Besides, you have blonde hair and I have silver hair. Your eyes are as white as the moon, while mine are like the deep black night sky with a bright moon hanging in the sky. Isn’t that symmetrical? Isn’t that a perfect match?”

How should you guide them?

Astalia was speechless, which allowed Leon to make amends.

"My God, let me help you take off your nun's habit first. This clothing is too tight and will interfere with our performance and experience."

Lyon is being called using the old method this time.

Why didn't you call my name this time?

Astalia was a little curious.

"Because I found that it was more exciting for me to undress you when I called you God, so I decided to call you God when I usually call you by your name."

Lyon said frankly.

Astalia: "..."

She instantly understood what Leon meant. He was referring to insubordination, to mortals defying gods, which was particularly exciting.

Ha ha.

"So you still expect me to scold you a couple of times, like I used to?"

She glanced at Leon with a half-smile.

"That would be great. I would appreciate it if you, my lord, could shout 'No! No! You mustn't!' every time I remove one of your accessories. Or you could snort, scold me, or make your expression cold, your voice stern, and your face resistant. Anything is fine."

Lyon laughed.

Astalia: "...It seems you were probably thinking about these things when you first met me."

"As expected of a deity, your insight is truly remarkable! However, I hadn't thought that far ahead at the time."

Leon gave a thumbs-up, laughing despite her eye-roll:

"I'm just cultivating a special bond between us. When we first met, I was only at the fourth level, while you were already a great god at the twelfth level. This vast difference made me never think that such a day would come so soon."

Astalia: "...Not only did you not expect it, but I also never expected that I would actually fall into your hands like this."

Although she said that, the corners of her eyes curved slightly.

"Although I am unhappy about being suppressed by Cheng Erhe and Sister Li, I have no regrets even if I fail in the future because you are by my side."

[Goddess Astalia's favorability +2%, current favorability 105%]

At this moment, Leon had already pulled off the black vest she was wearing on the outside.

Then, following the zipper on Astalia's shoulder, she gently unzipped it.

A pure white, infinite divine light outlined her slender figure, slowly appearing before Lyon's eyes.

"This is……"

Lyon was somewhat surprised; the scene before him was so similar to when he first saw her recover.

"That's why I always keep every inch of my skin so tightly sealed."

Astalia's heart began to pound at an almost over-frequency rhythm as Leon's fingers touched her.

"As I gradually comprehend the mysteries of the path of civilization, these divine lights have unknowingly gathered on my body, continuously nourishing and sublimating my talents. This secret has such a profound impact that only you know it to this day."

"I see. No wonder the God can become such a unique twelfth-order being."

Leon understood. It seemed that her SR+ talent was the effect of being blessed by the world after comprehending a large number of civilization secrets.

This is somewhat similar to my professions as a con artist and a time-space miracle astrologer. Due to my own originality, I also enjoy unique professional buffs, which often allow me to unleash such heaven-defying skills at an ordinary rank.

Reaching out to gently touch Astalia's skin, I discovered that the area where the divine light flowed had an unexpectedly elastic feel.

Her face flushed, and she said, "You can add more power; I can't feel your touch through the divine light."

Leon nodded, began to unleash his power, and simultaneously reached down to untie the pure white sash around her waist.

With a snap.