"Then let's gather our forces and detonate the final battle ahead of time."

"Yes, when the magic legions are defeated, the divine beings from the Celestial God Plane will inevitably descend. Once we win, we can directly launch a surprise attack on the plane passage. If the plan succeeds, the plane passage will be covered with spatial fragments, giving the Alchemic Plane at least a few decades to recuperate..."

"So, after this battle, you're going to the Celestial God Plane?"

"Yes. Only I can destroy the plane passage in person. Besides, the Alchemic Plane doesn't have the conditions to condense a godhead in the short term. Only by going to a higher plane like the Celestial God Plane will there be a chance."

"Have you found a way to condense a godhead?"

"Not yet. But the intelligence I've gathered contains some directional clues. The inheritance of the Celestial God Plane has never been interrupted, and there are some 'heretical' inheritances leading to the divine level there, even alchemical inheritances. Maybe there will be a chance to find some after I go. And I have another idea, if it works, it might even cause the Celestial God Plane to be too busy to deal with us. But everything has to wait until I get there."

...

Suren's plans, now enhanced by the brainpower of the [Blasphemer], have no flaws. As they listened, Mr. Mirror, Qian Tiao, and Pandora in the bath all wore serious expressions, with nothing to add.

Killing a god can't be done by Suren alone, even if he has fused with the [Godslayer].

The premise for this god-slaying plan to take shape is because he has a powerful organization: Dawn.

And Suren once again lamented that Sir Isaac's layout was truly far-reaching.

The three people related to the Isaac family, Mr. Mirror, Pestoia, and Pandora, are all key to the god-slaying plan.

Their abilities are all aimed at restraining the divine level.

[S-003-Fate Controller], the only publicly known ability, is to be able to see the trajectory of fate.

Suren knew that the alchemical demigod had probably foreseen some of the fate of the Alchemic Plane a thousand years ago. That's why there were five alchemical manuscripts and some prescient preparations.

It is this kind of arrangement that shows Sir Isaac's foresight and greatness.

After going to the Yellow Sand Plane and harvesting the memories of slaves from many planes, Suren also discovered that the Alchemic Plane is really special.

At least in other planes, the probability of humans awakening their talents is very low, only about 20-30%.

And the probability of rare talents above B-grade is extremely low.

He knew before that many people in the Celestial God Plane awakened elemental talents, but the overall number did not exceed 30%. He thought it was a special case, but later he learned that all the heavens and planes are like this.

Only the Alchemic Plane is very special.

Here, almost more than 90% of professionals can awaken their talents, and there are many A and B-grade talents.

Although Suren doesn't know why this is the case, he can guess that it is probably a treasure left to future generations by the great predecessors of the Alchemic Plane.

Just like the two S-grade talents he obtained, and the countless ancient treasures of the plane.

When the Dawn Civilization collapsed, some great beings knew they couldn't reverse it, so they left some "hope" for future generations so that alchemy could rise again and the civilization could continue.

And Sir Isaac did the same thing.

When you are truly powerful enough to stand at the pinnacle of civilization, the scenery you see is different.

Just like the current situation of the Alchemic Plane.

Suren and the others, who stand at the pinnacle of the plane, see not only themselves, but also the entire Alchemic civilization.

The ultimate goal of alchemy is to see the truth.

Once you have seen the truth, how can you blind your eyes again?

No one knows what will happen in the battle with the gods, and the risks are extremely high.

But Suren's plan never mentioned the possibility of failure from beginning to end.

Because everyone knows that once they fail, not only will they die in battle, but the entire Alchemic Plane will be lost.

There's no point in talking about failure.

This plan is just to take the initiative in the final battle into their own hands, instead of being slowly eroded by the people of the Celestial God Plane.

...

"Good! It's settled then!"

After a discussion, the plan for the battle that would determine the fate of the Alchemic Plane was settled.

With the serious business out of the way, the serious atmosphere dissipated a lot.

However, Mr. Mirror and Pandora still had heavy thoughts in their eyes. Suren's eyes were vacant, and he was also deducing whether there were any omissions in his plan.

Only one person was carefree and didn't feel any sense of crisis at all.

Qian Tiao patted Suren on the back and shouted, "Hey, Suren, turn around, I'll rub your shoulders."

She participated in the whole discussion, but didn't say a word.

This gambling-addicted woman's brain circuit can't think about such complicated plans. For her, fighting is the most anticipated thing, especially the battle with the gods.

Only battle. "Oh."

Suren turned his body slightly upon hearing this.

The bathtub for four is wide, but it's a little crowded if three people are side by side.

On his left is Qian Tiao, and on his right is his senior sister. They are touching each other's skin.

This used to be a daily occurrence.

Suren leaned in the warm water, feeling comfortable all over.

But suddenly, the style changed.

While Qian Tiao was rubbing, she thought of something. On a whim, she grabbed Suren's right arm and put it on Mr. Mirror's shoulder.

Mr. Mirror looked sideways slightly.

Suren glanced over: "???"

His hand landed on a smooth shoulder like ice muscle, but he didn't take it back. Neither of them thought there was anything wrong.

But looking at Qian Tiao's expression, Suren guessed that this gambling addict was going to cause trouble.

Sure enough, Qian Tiao said with a playful look, "Suren, try it? I told Filo about what you said when you went to hold the Demon God Contract last time, and she didn't say no."

...

Suren's eyelids twitched violently when he heard this.

He suddenly remembered what "what he said last time" was.

When he went to the Yellow Sand Plane before, he joked that he wanted to sleep with Qian Tiao, and this gambling addict pushed Mr. Mirror out.

Originally, if they talked about it in private, only two people would know about the embarrassing situation.

Now that it's said in public, a group of people are embarrassed.

Does Qian Tiao care about being embarrassed?

And Suren's skin is thick enough, so it doesn't matter much.

But Mr. Mirror is a classical lady from a famous family...

Opposite them, Pandora heard this and guessed what was going on. She looked at Suren and the other two with a look of watching the fun, her beautiful eyes full of smiles.

As another person involved, Mr. Mirror's expression was still calm, but it was not difficult to see a little helplessness towards Qian Tiao's indiscretion in her twinkling eyes.

The atmosphere in the bathroom became slightly ambiguous.

If no one mentioned it again, it would have passed.

But Qian Tiao looked over again and asked, "You said so, Filo?"

Mr. Mirror didn't know how to answer, and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

As soon as she said this, Suren suddenly felt a little uncomfortable with his right hand on her shoulder.

Qian Tiao added fuel to the fire and winked at Suren, "Hey, you said that when you were playing around with your succubus maid, you turned into Filo's appearance many times. Now that you have the opportunity to touch her in person, don't you really want to try? If you go to the Celestial God Plane, you may not have such an opportunity."

Suren knew that Qian Tiao always spoke so boldly. He took the first half of her sentence as a joke, and it would probably pass if he ignored it.

But when he heard the second half of the sentence, a thought flashed through his mind.

At this time, Pandora, with a smile on her face, got up very sensibly and said, "I'm done soaking, you guys soak slowly."

As she said that, she left the bath very elegantly, and also helped Suren and the other two pull the bath curtain.

The bathroom was silent for a while, and the atmosphere was slightly dull.

Qian Tiao looked at Suren and Mr. Mirror, who didn't express their opinions, and said a little boringly, "Oh my, you two are so boring."

Mr. Mirror shook her head with a light smile, and couldn't stay any longer. She stood up and said, "I'm done soaking too, I won't accompany you."

Her tone was light and breezy, and there was no embarrassment at all.

As she spoke, she got up to leave.

The sound of rushing water rang out, and crystal water droplets slid down her body. The gauze clothes she was wearing for the bath were completely attached to her skin because they were wet, and her shapely figure was unobstructed.

Hearing this, Qian Tiao pouted and narrowed her eyes slightly, a hint of mischief flashed across her face.

She raised her hand and pointed, a tiny strand of sword energy swept past, and a slight sound of brocade tearing was heard. The gauze clothes on Mr. Mirror's body broke open in response and slipped off her skin. All of a sudden, there was no cover on her body.

Mr. Mirror looked at her slipping clothes, turned her face and glared at Qian Tiao, and spat out a word: "Nonsense."

Even without the cover of clothes, there was no panic on her cold and proud face, still calm and elegant.

As she said that, she didn't mean to cover up at all, and calmly stepped out of the bathtub, completely ignoring the gazes of Suren and the other.

But without any cover, people can always see through from top to bottom.

The skin of the Blood Race is already whiter than ordinary people, and Mr. Mirror, the Blood Ancestor, is even more snowy.

Her exquisite figure is also impeccable, her chest is like snow-capped peaks, her hips are upturned and her waist is thin, and her slender legs are very eye-catching. Even if she is naked, she will not make people feel lustful, but a kind of extreme charm that is both sensual and pure comes to her face.

Suren knew that his senior sister didn't mind, so he didn't restrain his eyes.

Although he had untied her top when he was healing her before, he was still seeing Mr. Mirror completely undressed for the first time.

When he saw this, a strange light flashed in his eyes.

Except for their hair, the Blood Race's hair is not lush, and their skin is as smooth as silk. At this moment, Suren felt that his eyes seemed to be unable to stop, from that exquisite face to her fair neck, then to her delicate collarbone, and then smoothly down, majestic and undulating, and then her flat abdomen... a piece of warm jade-like smoothness.

Qian Tiao on the side also watched with great interest, and did not forget to ask: "Is it good-looking?"

Although Suren knew that she was joking, he casually smiled and said, "Good-looking."

Qian Tiao listened and said, "Tsk, tsk, do you regret it? I said Filo's figure is very good."

Mr. Mirror naturally heard the words of these two people clearly. Hearing these comments, helplessness appeared in her eyes. She opened the curtain and walked out.

Suren didn't respond to Qian Tiao's words, and smiled without saying a word.

...

With two fewer people, the bathtub suddenly became spacious. Suren lay back and took a comfortable breath.

Now there are only two people in the bathroom, and the atmosphere has suddenly become relaxed.

He and Qian Tiao don't treat each other as outsiders, so naturally they don't avoid anything.

Without others, Qian Tiao felt a lot less fun soaking.

The two were quiet for a while, and suddenly she seemed to think of something, and suddenly turned over and sat up, facing Suren.

Originally, there was nothing wrong with this, but because she was not wearing clothes, this posture was very ambiguous.

Suren also opened his eyes and looked at her.

The height of the pool water was just below her chest, but because Qian Tiao's figure was too majestic and spectacular, it was half floating on the water.

There were slight ripples in the bathtub, and a magnificent scene in his eyes.

Qian Tiao's expression was a little tangled, as if she was thinking about something seriously.

Suren's eyes were dark, and he smiled, "Sister Qian Tiao, what's the matter?"

After pondering for a moment, Qian Tiao said seriously, "I think... we can also try it."

Suren's expression froze when he heard this, and he cast a questioning look, "???"

He didn't react for a while.

Then a thought flashed through his mind, and he understood what she was referring to, and said incredulously, "Ah?"

The main reason is that Qian Tiao's expression is too strange, making people not see any charm, but the feeling of: I'm discussing something serious with you.

Qian Tiao won't be shy or anything. She put one hand on Suren's shoulder and said directly, "Didn't you say you wanted to try it last time? I thought about it later and felt it was okay."

Suren really didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he heard this, and really didn't know how to respond.

Qian Tiao looked at his expression, glanced at the water, and said quietly, "Hey, hey, show some respect, okay?"

Suren knew what she was referring to, smiled slightly, put his arms around Qian Tiao's waist and below, and smiled, "Like this?"

I have to say, Qian Tiao's figure is also very impressive.

Without a breast binder, her chest is even more proud than Shabina.

And close combat professionals have a healthy figure. Qian Tiao's waist, hips, and legs have well-proportioned muscles and excellent touch.

From the front, you can't see the hideous tattoos on her back. If you don't look at the heroism between her eyebrows, just from the perspective of her figure, she is definitely a beautiful woman who can stir people's desires.

Just by reaching out and hugging her, Suren also felt that his fingers were sinking into a large piece of tenderness.

Although there is physical contact on weekdays, there has never been such an ambiguous contact.

Qian Tiao didn't avoid it, so naturally she could touch it more clearly than before.

The two fell into a very close, very ambiguous posture.

Qian Tiao felt some changes, and her expression was slightly embarrassed, "Then?"

She doesn't feel embarrassed, she's really not familiar with it.

Suren didn't hold back, one hand supporting her, the other hand going up.

This gambling addict is already so proactive, and if he still shrinks back, he is really not respecting her.

The ambiguous atmosphere is getting stronger and stronger.

Qian Tiao frowned, although she had tried her best to cooperate, she still felt something strange in her heart.

She looked at Suren, her expression hesitant.

Suren looked at her expression and smiled, "Or, let's forget it today?"

Qian Tiao looked unwilling to admit defeat: "No. Continue."

After all, she had made up her mind, so she let him go.

Suren listened, reached out and helped her to brush away a strand of green hair that fell on her forehead, and laughed happily, triumphantly and wantonly, "Okay."

At this moment, he felt that the stubbornness of this gambling addict was extremely cute.

He gently embraced her in his arms.

...

Not long after, Suren asked, "How is it?"

Qian Tiao frowned and thought for a moment before saying, "I feel... like I've been stabbed by a sword."

"Huh...?"

Suren really didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he heard this.

But then, Qian Tiao raised her eyebrows and added, "But... not bad."

Because it was Suren, she felt for the first time that it seemed pretty good.

The spring is beautiful and the ambiguity is boundless. On this day,

Rakshasa Girl gave birth to two aspects, showing people with a compassionate aspect, and looking at Suren with a happy aspect.