You are all my wings!

'It's significantly more difficult to cast spells here; the response time of magic is at least twenty times slower!'

Lyon felt a chill run down his spine.

'Next, I need to find either Mshiruna or Chengerheli in this vast divine kingdom within my palm. But is the Origin Goddess's goal really just to force me to enhance their potential as quickly as possible?'

Based on the case of Mshiruna hiding inside the Sacred Tree and not being killed directly by the Goddess of Origin, he knew that Petrified would not directly attack Astalia.

Because the [Material Singularity] has a very high status, once Astalia takes control of the core authority, she will definitely receive a period of immunity from death.

And that was indeed the case; Petrified had no intention of killing Astalia.

However, not resorting to lethal force does not mean there are no other means of handling the situation.

'If I really succeed in winning over both Sangharri and Mshiruna, will Petrified really keep her promise and spare Astalia and me?'

Just then——

"How did you end up being moved here too?"

A familiar voice rang out, and Leon turned his head to find a petite, blue-haired loli elf with tattered clothes and a delicate figure standing at the end of the mountain road a few dozen meters ahead. She stared at him with her agate-like eyes in surprise, a hint of joy flashing in her eyes.

It turned out to be the electric spirit Mushiluna who had been suppressed by Petrified before.

Her leather armor was tattered and torn, and she was barefoot, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin between her slender legs.

Seeing her like this, Leon couldn't help but recall the day he first met Maggie. At that time, she was experiencing a mental pollution episode and had her clothes ripped off by herself. To prevent her from taking advantage of him, he was almost misunderstood by Iris.

These two do indeed have some similarities in terms of physique.

In terms of facial features, she resembles Hamrairis somewhat, but Mushiruna's temperament and style are more refreshing, with a kind of sharp and cheerful quality.

Noticing the way Leon was looking at her, M'shiruna realized something and used her hands to cover her exposed parts.

"Hey, do you have to look at me like that?"

The way this twelfth-tier goddess was covering her body was actually quite adorable.

"Excuse me, it's not that I'm lustful, I was just thinking of my wife."

Lyon remarked:

"As you know, I come from the future, and almost half a year has passed since I arrived in this time and space. I just miss her a little because I haven't seen her for so long."

"You've been suppressed to this place, and you still have the mood to think about women?"

Mshiluna walked over.

"Then you're wrong. I'll always think, no matter what, this moment won't make a difference."

Leon smiled and then said:

"You must know alchemical magic, why don't you use that magic to weave yourself a set of clothes to cover your body?"

"You'll understand once you've been here a while."

Mshiruna shook her head:

"This is 'her' divine kingdom, where the Lord of Purgatory is suppressed at its core. Therefore, this place not only suppresses magic power but also generates a Purgatory Tribulation every day, tormenting the body and flesh. The higher one's rank in this place, the slower one's magic power recovers. Once excess magic power is wasted, the next time one suffers the Purgatory Tribulation, the more painful it will be."

Lyon understood; it seemed this was the true punishment Petridice was giving her and Chengerheli.

“Besides the Lord of Purgatory, there was also a projection of the Lord of the Styx who was suppressed here just now. She was only a moment earlier than me.”

"Is that so? You were outside for a moment, but a long time has probably passed here. Judging from your aura, it shouldn't have been long since we parted ways. But do you know how long I've been here?"

"Mshiluna said."

Lyon sized her up, then said thoughtfully, "Ten years?"

"No, it's been close to three hundred years."

Mshiruna sighed:

"And you are the third living person I have seen since I came into this place."

Who are the first two?

"Lord of Purgatory and Lord of the Holy Land".

Lyon understood; it seemed that the reason the masters of the penalty area had not been revived for so long was because the two supreme beings had taken corresponding measures to suppress them.

"Hey, where's Chengerheli?"

"I don't know, I've never seen her."

Mshiruna shook her head.

Lyon's heart stirred slightly. Mshiruna had been here for three hundred years and he had never seen her. This was going to be difficult.

Could this be the crux of the problem that Petrified said she wanted to find them as soon as possible?

"But since you're here, it's good that you're here. You can talk to me and cheer me up."

Mshiluna said:

"Come with me, I'll take you to my residence. The purgatory tribulation will begin in an hour or two."

Lyon then noticed that she was carrying a bamboo basket containing several large, colorful mushrooms.

"For the past three hundred years, have you only eaten this and not had a single piece of meat?"

"It's good enough to have this to eat. I'm just lucky that I'm not too badly poisoned."

Mshiruna shrugged and turned to lead the way.

"Well, you've really had a long time to work."

"Hmph, it's all because of you. You haven't activated my backup plan yet, which has forced me to live a miserable life in this place. Now I don't even have much magic left."

Mshiruna rolled her eyes at Leon.

"There's nothing we can do, it hasn't been that long."

Lyon noticed that after three hundred years of trials in this divine kingdom in the palm of his hand, M'shiluna seemed to be a little closer to him.

After half an hour.

Inside a cave.

Lyon stared at the colorful mushrooms in the pot, their green hues shimmering, speechless.

Is this thing really edible?

"Eat up, don't be shy. You'll thank me later for letting you have such a good meal for your first meal."

As she spoke, Mshiruna picked up a bowl of mushroom soup and, undeterred by the heat, drank it all in one gulp.

Soon after, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she began to sway as if she were drunk.

"Hey, why are you wasting magic power creating clones? Stop wasting it!"

She swayed and leaned closer.

Is the hallucinogenic effect really that strong?

That makes sense, considering it grew within the palm of the Origin Goddess; it wouldn't be surprising if it wasn't very effective.

Leon tried to stop her, but she started taking off her clothes.

Why is it so hot today? Aren't you hot?

One by one, they were thrown to the ground.

Chapter 508 M'shiruna: I'm not pure anymore

In the blink of an eye, M'shiruna had stripped herself naked.

A petite, white fish-like body appeared before Lyon's eyes.

She was still staggering around drunk, her little white feet seemingly unable to stick to the ground.

"Hey, don't you feel hot? Taking off a few layers would help cool you down... *burp*"

Leon held her smooth, delicate shoulders: "You don't drink this mushroom soup every day, do you?"

The texture was like squeezing a ball of cotton ice cream—cool and soft.

"No, I only prepared such a lavish meal because you're here today. I usually eat small snacks every day."

Her slender legs trembled slightly, as if she were about to lose her footing.

Leon remained silent, so she had already taken the prescribed dosage?

It's no wonder she's the Goddess of Origin; even a tiny bit of something derived from her can produce such a hallucinogenic effect on M'shiruna, a seasoned 12th-tier being.

Of course, it's also likely that after Mshiruna was suppressed here, her power was depleted, and after enduring the tribulations of purgatory for three hundred years, her body was nearing its limit.

Moreover, long-term use of this product may lead to drug resistance, but it is also possible for quantitative changes to lead to qualitative changes.

I just don't know if she had these symptoms before.

"Hmm, but today does feel a bit strange, so weird, hehehe."

She parted her cherry lips, revealing perfectly aligned white teeth, and grinned foolishly.

She didn't care at all about her naked appearance. After laughing foolishly for a while, she picked up a bowl of mushroom soup.

Why aren't you drinking? If you don't, I'll drink it all!

Just as Leon was about to say no, he saw her move very quickly, raising her long, fair neck like a swan once again, and drinking the bowl of mushroom soup in one gulp.

Glug glug.

She let out a soft, sheep-like hiccup, flung the soup bowl away, and then suddenly brought her white legs together like a soldier.

Then he spread his legs apart and then closed them again, waving his arms and legs excitedly.

Its small, white fish-like body became a moving bolt of lightning within the deep cave.

Her jumping posture was actually quite beautiful.

Her waist was as slender as a willow, her legs swayed gracefully, exuding the wildness and restlessness of primal dance.

"You've come all this way, so let's have some fun before the hellish ordeal begins! Come on, let's dance!"

As she jumped, she saw Leon standing there, and with a thud, she leaped forward, grabbed Leon's hand, and pulled him to jump with her.

Although she was much weaker and her magic power had greatly deteriorated as a twelfth-ranked individual, her physique and strength were still extremely strong.

Lyon's power has increased with this advancement, and he has received the blessing of the five divine powers. As a result, his physique has also gained the corresponding resistance to the divine powers of death, order, rebellion, holiness, and purity, which has completely surpassed the limits of the mortal realm and made him comparable to a tenth-tier demonic dragon.

Even in the domains corresponding to several thirteenth and fourteenth-level divine powers, their resistance is even higher, and their potential is ferocious.

But ultimately, he was still far from being as strong as the weakened M'shiruna, and since he wasn't trying to break free, he could only dance along with her rhythm.

Leon's feelings were complicated as he danced with such a crazy, naked woman.

I wonder if M'shiruna will feel like she's dead after she regains consciousness.

But because she opened herself up and offered so much, Leon developed a subtle fondness for her.

Mshiruna found it strange that, despite not having a high level of affection for him, she was so indulgent under the influence of the poisonous mushroom, making such contact and friction with him.

[Goddess M'shiruna's affection level +2%, current affection level 28%]

After a long while, Mshiruna lay down on a rock covered with a straw mat, her slender white legs dangling to the ground, and fell fast asleep.

Leon then knelt down and draped his coat over her shoulders, before sitting cross-legged beside her to review and plan the overall situation.

'After continuous upgrades, all aspects have improved significantly. Now, all that's missing is reaching the ninth rank of the Shadow-type combat skills. It would be great if I could also sublimate them along the way.'

'An eighth-tier epic is about to be explored into tenth-tier magic.'

'However, I currently lack knowledge of tenth-tier magic, but fortunately, M'shiluna is here, and I can learn from her.'

'Of course, besides improving my skills, it's even more important to find Chengerheli as soon as possible, and then also win over Mushiruna.'

Although Petrified Desires asked him to enhance their potential, Leon currently had no clear idea.

So far, he has only managed to win over two official goddesses: the future tenth-tier Castiglione and the current Astalia.

Both of them had a deep friendship before the strategy was developed, and had gone through many trials and tribulations together.

However, it seems that M'shiruna doesn't quite feel a spark with him.