Chapter 1168 A Sudden Impulse

A single “not bad” from Chitiao led to the two of them tossing and turning for the better part of the night.

Despite the fact that this gambling-addicted young woman had never shown much interest in men, after trying it, some innate instincts seemed to awaken, and the pleasure became increasingly unrestrained.

Mythological Rakshasa women of Hell were incredibly beautiful and consumed the life essence of all living beings.

Back in the Mountain Hidden Kingdom, Chitiao had used the secret technique of "consuming essence" after awakening her Three-Realm Rakshasa talent. At that time, she swallowed a fallen angel's finger and gained the power to break through her realm.

And last night, the two of them discovered that this ability could also be used in pleasure.

After using it, Chitiao also unexpectedly discovered that her Three-Realm Rakshasa talent had a dual cultivation effect similar to a succubus's. The fusion of soul and body allowed them to exchange insights into the laws they each understood.

Suren also found it very mystical.

A good night's sleep.

…

Early in the morning, the dense sound of artillery fire disturbed his sweet dreams.

Even though the cabin had excellent soundproofing enchantments, it couldn't block the intense tremors of ten thousand cannons firing at once.

The entire Sky Fortress trembled.

Suren woke up from his rare good sleep.

Opening his eyes, he saw the naked Chitiao still fast asleep on the bed.

The bedsheet was pressed to the side, and because she was lying face down, her majestic figure was flattened into an arc. But the scale was still amazing, and from this angle, the proud curve of her buttocks and legs was in full view.

Suren smiled slightly, lifted a corner of the plain white sheet, and draped it over her waist, concealing that exquisite curve.

Chitiao seemed to sense something and mumbled sleepily without opening her eyes, "Why are you getting up so early... Don't worry about the shelling, it happens every day."

Suren naturally knew that.

The fact that they hadn't been notified meant the battle situation wasn't urgent.

He just felt that after this night, he suddenly felt something even more wonderful.

The relationship between the two was already close, but now it was even more intense.

The morning was gentle and slow.

Suren looked at that pretty face, and unconsciously, a hint of a smile rippled in his eyes.

Perhaps because he had been watching for too long, Chitiao's eyelashes trembled slightly. But she still didn't open her eyes, and just said in annoyance, "Hey, hey, hey, don't stare at me all the time. I can't sleep like this..."

Suren smiled.

A very gentle feeling washed over him, growing stronger. It was as if, in addition to constantly becoming stronger, he also had a greedy desire for time to stop.

Just like now.

He had been repeatedly teetering on the line of death for some time, and it was rare to enjoy such leisure.

Suren watched, slightly entranced.

Chitiao finally couldn't sleep.

She suddenly flipped over and straddled Suren, squinting and complaining, "Aiya, you're really disturbing my sweet dreams."

Suren hugged her, intentionally or unintentionally caressing her firm buttocks.

The two of them raised an eyebrow at each other, their eyes burning.

"Suren, are you up for it?"

"???"

In the end, there was no avoiding a contest to determine the victor.

Even a ninth-order professional, no matter how tough at first, would eventually be defeated.

…

Chitiao had new insights last night, and after breakfast, she went down to the warship again to make trouble for the magicians of the Celestial God Plane.

She was now a demigod-realm Sword Saint, and as long as she didn't break into the enemy's encirclement of a million troops, almost no one could hold her back.

What's more, she also had the Alien Flame [Void Poison Flame].

On the contrary, it was the enemy who had to be wary of her. Even a Law God dared not easily show their face alone outside.

There was no need to worry.

Suren came to the deck alone.

The Sky Fortress and hundreds of nearby mechanical steam airships were all firing eastwards, and massive amounts of alchemical shells were being poured out as if they were free.

Everyone on the warship seemed to have long been accustomed to this and were doing their own things.

Mechanics were busy repairing the hull, replenishing ammunition, and debugging equipment; warrior legions were practicing combat formations; several ten-thousand-strong warlock corps were working together to develop various ultra-large alchemical spells...

The centaur Kamul and the dragon girl Marcia seemed to be getting along well with the Dawn Squad, and were being led by Mr. Black, who was explaining everything about the fortress.

At the same time, everyone in the fleet was very interested in the situation of the otherworld plane, and the young people surrounded the mythical centaur and dragon girl, asking questions about everything. The atmosphere was warm and harmonious.

Seeing Suren, everyone on the deck greeted him.

Suren responded with a smile, didn't linger, and went straight to the highest iron tower in the Sky Fortress.

The slightly rusty steel ladder creaked as he stepped on it, and he walked up step by step.

The height of the fortress was already in the clouds, and large patches of white mist filled his vision.

As he walked, suddenly a mechanical arm mischievously blocked his path. Suren laughed and said, "Dora, how do you feel?"

The mechanical arm replied, "Great!"

As he spoke, the surrounding steel melted and condensed into a short-haired girl, appearing in front of Suren.

The entire ship island was her body, and probably no one could understand that feeling.

She was only one step away from true mechanical life.

Suren smiled and said, "I'll give you some information and see what you can use."

Dora: "Okay."

The two of them had both merged with the [Blasphemer], and once the mental connection was made, it was like copying data, and they could exchange too much information in an instant.

Suren transferred some of the necessary intelligence data in his mind regarding the Celestial God Plane and various other planes to Dora.

With sufficient data and technology developing day by day, the fortress's defense and attack systems could be continuously evolved and improved.

One day, Dora would definitely become stronger and stronger.

Suren didn't linger and continued up the stairs.

After climbing about fifty stories, he reached the observation command room.

The space wasn't large, but the view was excellent. He could overlook everything in the fortress, as well as the azure sea and the hazy magical light clusters in the far distance, which were the enemy's million-strong army.

When Suren arrived, he saw through the glass door of the observation room that there was only one person inside.

Mr. Mirror was sitting on the sofa, looking very seriously at a large stack of battle report materials.

Seeing Suren come in, she didn't put down the materials, and only greeted him softly, "You're here."

Suren: "Yeah."

There were too many things to deal with every day in a large war, and she, as the leader of Dawn, naturally couldn't be idle.

Perhaps her muscles were a little stiff from looking at the materials for too long, Mr. Mirror said, and then gently twisted her neck.

Seeing this, Suren walked behind the sofa and naturally placed his hands on his senior sister's shoulders, gently massaging them.

The two of them were already familiar with this kind of tacit understanding.

A faint smile also appeared in Mr. Mirror's eyes.

Suren glanced at the stack of materials, and immediately noticed something, "Senior Sister, it seems the battle situation has changed?"

"Yes."

Mr. Mirror nodded and said, "After we discussed the plan yesterday, the diviners of the Celestial God Plane probably divined something too. News just came that the three great empires of Isington, Golden Gryphon, and Holy Crown have suddenly changed their strategy of dividing their forces along multiple lines and are starting to move closer to our central battlefield. It seems they are still planning a decisive battle."

"Oh."

Suren wasn't surprised to hear that.

The Celestial God Plane was a magical plane, and various divination spells were very well-developed.

Before he came back, the other side probably thought they could win by dividing their forces. Now that there was himself, this "variable", they had changed their strategy.

It wasn't necessarily that directional divination knew anything, but it must have foreseen a crisis.

Gathering their forces was also expected.

But this was already part of the plan Suren and the others discussed last night.

Leaving aside whether the problem of the plane channel could be solved, the seven or eight million magician army that had already descended on the Alchemic Plane had to be dealt with.

It would be more convenient to deal with them all together if they gathered together.

The two of them didn't talk much about this issue.

The probability of being divined would be lower if they didn't say it out loud.

…

Suren's fingertips touched the slightly cool skin, gently pressing and massaging, and then said, "Senior Sister, I plan to go to Dr. Banks' place. I'll also go to the Dragon Kingdom sea area to ask the Medusa Queen to come and help. Her abilities will be of great help to us during the decisive battle."

"Okay."

Mr. Mirror nodded as she listened, "Demigod Medusa, even the gods are wary of her. She is indeed a great help to us. It's fortunate that such an arrogant mythical race is willing to help."

Suren smiled, "I happened to help her with something."

Mr. Mirror smiled noncommittally, and suddenly thought of something, pausing for a moment.

"By the way..."

She turned her head and glanced at Suren, then said, "If you have time, you can go to Lingdun and take a look."

Suren's eyes paused slightly as he listened, and he knew what his senior sister was talking about.

After this decisive battle, whether they won or lost, some people might never be seen again.

They should go and take a look.

At least say goodbye.

With thousands of thoughts in his mind, Suren pondered for a long time before saying "okay."

The two fell silent again.

No one spoke.

The weather was very good today, the sun was shining brightly, and the blue sky was endlessly deep.

Looking at it from the observation deck, there were no obstacles in their eyes, as if they had taken in the scenery of the entire world.

This scene suddenly gave people endless pride.

The two of them were already among the small group of people standing on the top of the mountain, looking at the scenery.

In their eyes, the world not only had the best scenery, but had also reached the ultimate truth that humans could touch.

Unconsciously, a gust of sea breeze poured into the room from the window, stirring Mr. Mirror's waterfall-like hair, and a fragrance rushed into his breath.

Suren lowered his head to look over, and from this angle, he could just see her flawless profile.

Mr. Mirror was wearing a classic court dress with a blue background and gold patterns today. The hip-hugging design outlined her perfect body curve, and the low-cut showed her sexiness, as elegant and beautiful as ever.

The two of them had been together for a long time and had a tacit understanding. Even if they didn't speak, they felt good just being quiet for a while.

But suddenly, some thoughts flashed through Suren's mind, and he thought of what Chitiao had said last night.

After this battle, either he would die in battle, or he would have to leave the Alchemic Plane.

He had no idea when he would return.

Suren suddenly said, "Senior Sister..."

Mr. Mirror raised her eyebrows and hummed softly, "Hmm?"

Suren swallowed the words that came to his lips, as if there were many things he wanted to say, but he didn't know where to start.

He and Mr. Mirror were fellow disciples, but their relationship was also very special. They were comrades in arms, both teachers, and close friends.

The complex emotions were unclear.

To describe it in a word from his previous life: teacher, friend, confidant, half respect, half admiration, half affection.

Time gave meaning to life, but also because time was constantly passing, beautiful things would always quietly leave life.

One day they would be lost.

At this moment, Mr. Mirror was sitting on the sofa with a calm and indifferent expression, looking at the information in front of her.

But suddenly, Suren leaned down and kissed her on the cheek.

It was this sudden touch that made Mr. Mirror's expression slightly surprised. A gentle smile appeared on her lips, "What's wrong?"

Although there was a little surprise in her heart, she didn't seem to mind at all.

Suren's thoughts suddenly became clear, "Senior Sister is very beautiful~"

Mr. Mirror raised her eyebrows, not taking her eyes off the information, and said lightly, "Oh? And then?"

She asked again, "Why are you praising me all of a sudden?"

"You're just very beautiful."

Suren didn't know how to answer, so he expressed it with action. He gently stroked down the smooth shoulders of Mr. Mirror, along her collarbone, and gently caressed her clothes.

This was already a very intimate and presumptuous act.

Mr. Mirror naturally felt it, and a different color flashed in her beautiful eyes, but she didn't stop him.

In an instant, a faint smile appeared on that cold and beautiful face.

After waiting for a moment, she gently patted Suren's hand in her clothes and said gently, "Okay, let's do something serious first."

At their level, their will would no longer be controlled by the greed of physical desire. Many times, spiritual communication could resonate with people even more.

The tacit understanding between the two of them meant that they already knew everything without saying anything.

Suren turned from his slightly melancholy thoughts, and was very happy to see his senior sister's tacit consent to such intimate behavior.

A hint of a smile was also on the corner of Mr. Mirror's eyebrows, and she rarely said a very bold sentence, "How does it feel?"

For her cold personality, this might be words that others would never hear.

Suren smiled brightly: "Fantastic."

Listening to this, Mr. Mirror reached out and straightened the hair hanging down from her temples, and tenderness rippled in her eyes, "Well. Good that you like it."

…

Suren teleported away from the Sky Fortress and headed west.

Before long, he had arrived on the vast blue sea of the West Sea.

There wasn't even an island to be seen here.

It was originally an unnamed desolate sea on the map, a place where even pirates wouldn't visit.

But strangely, a city was floating on the sea at this moment.

Yes,

Not a warship!

But a huge city made of steel!

Steam boilers in the city were puffing out white smoke, and it looked like a lot of people were living inside.

This was the Steel Ship Island, the most important part of the United Empire's "Kindling Project."

No one could predict the final outcome of the war.

Once the Alchemic Plane was defeated, the continent would definitely be occupied by the Celestial God Plane. These sea-going steel cities would carry the spark of alchemic civilization to the unknown seas further west.

Then the spark of civilization would take root and sprout on these drifting ship islands, and the alchemic civilization would be passed down.

Suren sensed Dr. Banks' coordinates, and with a teleport, he had appeared in a black technology-style biological laboratory.

This ship island was built in the Small Void Realm before, and his warcraft workshop and everything else were almost all on this ship island.

Seeing Suren come over, Dr. Banks, who was busy operating the experimental instruments, was also delighted, "Little friend Suren, you're back."

Suren had emptied the Small Void Realm before going to fulfill the demon god contract, and Dr. Banks knew that.

Now seeing him return safely, the joy from the bottom of his heart was hard to hide on that twisted face.

Suren nodded, "Yeah."

Dr. Banks was a research maniac and wouldn't be too polite, so he said directly, "You've come at the right time. I have a project to show you."

Suren guessed something when he heard this, "That eye?"

"That's right."

Banks smiled mysteriously, as if he wanted to give him a surprise, "You'll know when you see it."

Suren followed him, and the two of them took an elevator to a tightly sealed secret laboratory. The surroundings were isolated by thick steel plates, sprayed with "d" runes, which was the symbol representing danger in alchemic runes.

When the door opened, a huge glass culture dish appeared inside.

And in the glass vessel, there was a monster that made people's scalps tingle.

It was a mass like a huge sarcoma, and Suren immediately recognized it as part of the corpse of the [Void Two-Way Worm] from before.

At this moment, this originally dead piece of meat was covered with human eyes, and there were hundreds of them after counting.

This monster looked like it was alive, not a dead piece of meat.

But it didn't have any soul fluctuations.

Suren also saw that this was a special monster between a living thing and a non-living thing.

Dr. Banks seemed very satisfied with his masterpiece and introduced, "Didn't you take that Celestial Eye to study before? And also the corpse of that Saint Frank from the Celestial God Plane. After analyzing the blood gene, I successfully extracted the gene chain of the 'Three-Eyed Phenomenon'... And then I cultivated it in various ways. And by chance, the gene sequence of the Void Queen Worm has the special ability to devour everything and make up for itself, and can also replicate and split... The two merged, and luckily there was such an experimental result..."

Suren also understood what Banks said, and was really a little surprised that it was really cultivated, and asked, "That is to say, the [S-009-Myriad Manifestations True Solution] talent can be artificially transplanted?"

Mr. Black had transplanted a Celestial Eye before and gained part of the ability of [Myriad Manifestations True Solution], so this one hundred and more...?"

"Not bad!"

Dr. Banks also nodded, but also rigorously corrected, "But the second-generation Celestial Eyes that are cultivated are much worse than the first generation. To be precise, even after transplantation, it is only equivalent to having a weakened [Myriad Manifestations True Solution] talent. We have already arranged experimental subjects for testing, and it is roughly concluded that the second-generation eyes only have about 70% of the effect of the first generation..."

Suren's eyes lit up when he heard this.

This was an extremely heaven-defying S-level talent, and even with 70% of the effect, it would still be considered a top-level talent.

Most importantly, it could be transplanted after birth, which meant that the person who transplanted it would have a half-S-level talent out of thin air!

For alchemists, this would greatly reduce the difficulty of advancing to the top-level fields of seven, eight, and nine, and would create a large number of top-level alchemists in the future!

Suren didn't expect that the one Celestial Eye he invested in before would produce so many Celestial Eyes.

This was really a big win.

It was like casually throwing a seed and getting a sustainably harvestable forest in return.

…

Suren came to Dr. Banks today, originally just for the materials and puppets in the warcraft workshop.

Now looking at these Celestial Eyes, he suddenly had a new plan in his mind.

"Doctor, I have an idea..."

As he spoke, Suren took out an alchemic golem that was not fully formed, "I want you to transplant a Celestial Eye on this alchemic construct."

This was one of the two [Flawless Divine Embryos] he obtained in the Yellow Sand Plane before.

One piece was given to Pestoya to make a body.

As for the other piece, he originally wanted to create an alchemic clone for himself to use in case of emergency.

But now, he had a bolder plan.

With the decisive battle imminent, as long as Suren ultimately lived, he would definitely go to the Celestial God Plane.

But when the time came, whether it was to make trouble or to find the secret of the god rank, faith would be a big problem.

Suren hadn't thought of a good way to solve this hidden danger.

But now he had it.

What kind of convenience would it be if he had an alchemic clone with the [S-009-Myriad Manifestations True Solution] talent?

This alchemic clone was originally condensed with divine power and had excellent elemental affinity, which was the most suitable talent for a magician.

The "Chosen Ones" in the Tharis race came from this.

Now that he had a deep understanding of Pandora's ability to steal faith, when the time came, the alchemic clone would be a magical genius, and would also have the ability to steal faith, and might eventually grow up in a very short period of time.

And because of the third eye, his status in the Celestial God Plane would be very high. As long as he was careful enough, when the time came... he would have a clone "undercover" among the high-level officials inside the enemy.

No matter what he did, it would be a great help!

Because Suren had harvested enough information, at this moment in his mind, he had already begun to deduce countless paths for the alchemic clone to take, such as: first sending the alchemic clone to the Isington Empire's Royal Magic Academy as an apprentice, which was a very good plan.

When he killed that Grand Princess Octavia J. Fielding before, he had obtained a royal secret. The royal academy had a secret canon of heretical sects hidden in it, and the canon recorded the mystery of reaching the god rank...

The secret of becoming a god?

This was exactly what Suren was looking for.

As soon as the idea arose, countless thoughts had already spread out.

"Construct?"

Dr. Banks looked at the humanoid object with vague features in front of him and was also very interested: "Of course, I can do it."

He had also read the alchemic construct notes found in the Old Lingdun ruins, so he was also very interested in this miracle of alchemic creation.

The two discussed some of the details of making the construct and began to make it.

…

Two days later.

Suren left the ship island.

He teleported again and arrived at the imperial capital Lingdun.

When he arrived in Lingdun, it was already dusk. Suren looked at the super city in front of him, which had expanded almost twice as much as it had half a year ago, and was filled with emotion.

Now everything in the United Empire was serving the war. After half a year of construction, Lingdun City had completely turned into a war behemoth armed to the teeth.

The sun had already set and the sky had darkened.

But the huge Lingdun City was brightly lit. Countless towering chimneys were still billowing white smoke, and various factories were operating day and night to provide logistical support to the front lines.

Under Suren's All-Knowing Eye, the city was full of various super-large defensive enchantments. Various giant cannons stood tall. Steam airships were constantly patrolling in the sky. The lighthouse of the Alchemy Academy was particularly conspicuous. The steel soldiers patrolling the streets strode forward with a proud and orderly pace...

Even at night, there were many pedestrians on the street, and most of them were wearing work clothes, the workers of Lingdun's major factories.

The shops along the street were also bustling with activity.

The entire city was a scene of prosperity.

There were no extravagantly luxurious nobles, but every ordinary person's face was filled with wealth.

It was countless times better than the time when the Bonar royal family was in power a few years ago, when the streets were full of hungry and homeless people.

The alchemic civilization of today was unprecedentedly powerful.

Suren naturally wanted to visit old friends on this return to Lingdun.

Since he was already very familiar with Sabina and Reina, there was no rush.

He wanted to see someone else first.

Sensing the crystal necklace he had sent out, Suren was slightly surprised, "Huh... it's not in the palace?"

As he spoke, he teleported and appeared in the old city of Lingdun, which was once the noble district.

Looking at the street signs, this was the Rose Manor on the banks of the Rocco Warren River.

It was also the mansion of the Reigardi family's Young Master Fick and the Lance family's Miss Yekaterina after their marriage.

Many noble mansions were damaged in the Lingdun Cataclysm battle, and Suren didn't expect to see the Rose Manor intact in his memory.

The coordinates of the necklace he had left were currently in the manor.

With Suren's current vision, how could he not have noticed that there were very complex early warning enchantments here?

He was discovered as soon as he teleported to the street, and a mental message came to his ears, "Sorry, please wait for me at the manor. I have some urgent matters to deal with in the palace. I will come back as soon as possible."

It was Yekaterina who sent the message.

Suren was not surprised that he was discovered.

What surprised him was that Yekaterina was actually in the palace?

Without thinking much, he responded, "Okay."

As soon as he finished speaking, the gate of the Rose Manor opened, and a well-behaved maid ran out in a hurry, looking around as if she was looking for something.

When she saw Suren, a look of joy appeared on her face, and she ran over quickly, "Your Highness the Prince!"

Suren immediately recognized that this was one of Yekaterina's six personal maids.

This maid had also served him in his bath back then, and he remembered her name.

Suren gave a gentlemanly smile and greeted, "Jessica, long time no see."

"Oh~ Your Highness actually remembers my name!"

Jessica covered her mouth and exclaimed softly, looking flattered, both happy and surprised.

She didn't lose her manners and quickly gestured to the gate of the manor, "Your Highness, please come inside. Miss said that she won't be back for a while, so she wants you to go back to the mansion and rest first."

Suren always felt that hearing this "Your Highness" was very strange, and corrected, "Just call me Suren."

Jessica nodded very sensibly and gave a cute smile: "Mr. Suren, please come inside."

Suren didn't say much and walked into the manor.

Looking at the bright flowers in the garden, familiar memories emerged again.

It was exactly the same as back then.