Chapter 1792: Chapter 1789: Release
“Is this Miss Sally? We once collaborated in London.”
Olivia displayed a friendly expression, taking the initiative to approach. Her bright eyes curved like a crescent moon, exuding immense amiability.
This scene would have been impossible in the past,
as Olivia held absolute prejudice against demons… but with the end of the Big Expedition and the change in impression Han Dong left on her, she has fully accepted demons.
The hostility in Sally’s eyes had mostly subsided, and she responded to the other party rather politely.
She also sized up this human woman who had sprung out from nowhere. To be honest, Sally had little impression of this woman exuding a holy aura, only knowing she had participated in the London game.
Apart from Han Dong, the only ones Sally could remember were some King-Level existences.
“When did humans give rise to a [The King]… just the brilliance emanating from her makes me instinctively uncomfortable, yet upon closer feeling, it’s quite comforting.
Moreover, this woman’s body seems quite special, somewhat similar to the “Inner Palace” inherent to our Black Goat Clan, like a kind of confinement space.”
Sally, in a state of full concentration, stared intently at Olivia’s belly, making the latter feel somewhat embarrassed.
“Miss Olivia seems to have a special space within her body… such a curious feeling.”
Sally, without any reservation, stepped forward and placed her hand on Olivia’s abdomen, gently kneading it… Doing such a thing in the Holy City would amount to the utmost desecration of the Church and would be met with capital punishment.
Olivia initially wanted to stop her.
But Sally’s palm had a special touch and temperature,
making the touch on her abdomen quite comfortable, even nurturing her internal organs—this led Olivia to offer no resistance.
“I was born with a space for confinement inside my body.”
“It’s so magical! Even with me touching closely, I can’t sense what’s inside.”
Han Dong stepped forward and pulled Sally back.
It’s fine for the two women to have a normal conversation, in fact, Han Dong hoped they would get along.
But if Sally kept touching any longer, pregnancy might become a possibility.
“Captain, are you coming with us to the club? I have another friend inside, and I need to pick him up.”
Olivia looked up at the densely packed hive-like buildings in front and instinctively took a step back:
“A zone filled with primitive desires, it’s better for me not to go in… I’ve been away from the Holy City for quite a long time, and there are many matters within both the Knight Regiment and the Church needing attention.”
Han Dong nodded, as he couldn’t imagine the Saint Girl bare-armed fighting it out with a bunch of madmen.
“If I have the chance to return to the Holy City, I’ll find you privately then.”
Under the veil, Olivia revealed a heartfelt smile and departed alone after bidding farewell to the two.
‘Privately,’ the word was clearly heard by Sally. Although her expression didn’t change much, she was determined to follow Han Dong to the Holy City.
If Han Dong and the other party indeed had any deep interactions,
she also wanted to intervene, which would allow her to naturally observe the Saint Girl’s physical structure and special internal space.
Perhaps she could bear offspring combining the Saint Girl’s traits, acquiring such superior genes for her race.
“Sally, what are you thinking!”
“Nothing… suddenly felt that elder sister was very beautiful.”
“Don’t mess around, Olivia is a Saint Girl, the ultimate holy symbol of the human Holy City, and any defilement by you would have unimaginable consequences.
Besides, she has been chosen as a candidate for [L], and might have a promising development in the future.
By the way! How’s Green’s situation?”
“Still recuperating in the Abyss, it’s the first time I’ve seen Green so severely injured… However, even if he heals, I reckon he’ll continue tackling the ultra-high difficulty Eighteen Challenges.”
“Then give him a few more days, I’ll use the newly obtained ‘sole candidate’ privilege to strive for some benefits.
Sally, are you following me, or going into the club to improve yourself?”
“I… I’ll go to the club, opportunities are rare.”
“Great! I’ll come to pick you up in a few days.”
Sally didn’t show much reluctance. She had been quite satisfied accompanying Han Dong on the B.B.C. adventure tour, and had a clear understanding of the impending danger’s terrifying magnitude.
What she needed to do now was strive to elevate her level to King status amidst the incoming disastrous chaos.
After watching Sally return to the club,
Han Dong appeared in an agitated state, quickening his pace to find the nearest public restroom… like having an upset stomach, with something inside desperately wanting to be discharged.
Speaking of which, the restrooms inside the Black Tower were exceptional,
with spacious interiors, cleanliness, and a futuristic feel. To accommodate travelers from different worlds, the toilets and urinals inside were categorized and diverse in shape.
Han Dong arrived at the innermost closed cubicle.
He took off his clothes.
Drops of liquid continuously fell into the toilet, not actual excrement… but sweat.
Not suppressing his inner emotions, and under the set Seal, he laughed heartily… accompanied by a profuse sweating, with sweat even streaming out of his pores, quite exaggerated.
It’s been a long time since he felt so thrilled!
Before attending the meeting, Han Dong didn’t actually plan for “Borrowing God.” This idea emerged spontaneously in the process of becoming the center of attention multiple times, inching toward mastery.
The risk was enormous.
If discovered, Han Dong’s sole candidate qualification would be immediately stripped, potentially drawing a lot of resentment.
If successful, he would truly become the ‘pivot,’ driving the cooperation and operation of both worlds… The madness inherent in Han Dong prompted this spur-of-the-moment decision.
Han Dong also believed that the traveler should be aware of the circumstances here, lending him a special incarnation.
“Faceless God… this incarnation is amazing, it’s practically the traveler’s weak reversal. Hahaha! I want to do it again, and just recalling it makes my brain tremble with excitement.”
Han Dong kept muttering to himself madly, licking his lips.
This state continued for a full ten minutes.
When the sweating stopped, and the mad laugh was released to a certain extent… Han Dong fell into a ‘immersive’ state of self-satisfaction.
He traced his fingers across the corner of his mouth, sketching a black smile.
Grey tentacles spilled out from behind him.
The leather shoes rhythmically tapped the ground, even stepping onto the toilet lid.
His body began to dance gracefully in sync with his current mindset. The movements of his arms and tentacles seemed chaotic, yet followed some chaotic theory.
During his immersion in dance,
the entire restroom gradually grew grey spots, from which terrifying tentacles protruded.
Merely looking eerie, it didn’t possess any contaminative properties.
some old fellows crouching were forced to cease their ‘work,’
not even having time to pull up their pants before rushing out of the restroom, madly reporting the terrifying sight to the Black Tower employees.
Simultaneously, Han Dong received a hint in his consciousness.
“The Mythical Puzzle-Faceless One’s compatibility has increased to 45%.”
the suppression team from Black Tower, informed by the report, arrived at the scene,
but found everything normal inside when they charged in fully armed.
There were neither grey spots nor tentacles,
only a young man washing his hands at the sink, with just a hint of a smile left suppressed.