Sir, this is not how bad women are used.

[In the Age of Gods, after the death of some powerful people, their souls would leave behind crystals, which contained the wisdom and knowledge of the deceased, but there would definitely be some loss, so harvesting the souls in advance as one's own collection would preserve their integrity.]

Wouldn't that be almost the same as relics?

The new king's soul was probably treated as a "collection" by the Witch of Sorrow.

At this point, the Witch of Sorrow stopped talking to him, allowing Chu Yan to digest it in peace and completely make it a part of himself.

The nutrients that were trapped in his dragon soul further dissipated and slowly merged into it.

Of course, Chu Yan didn’t think that his “digestive ability” was that good. It had been at least a month since he left the Witch of Sorrow.

If it were that easy, he would have absorbed it all long ago.

After just that one duel with the Angel of Discipline, Chu Yan experienced the wonderful "feel" of the divine swordsmanship talent, and he was eager to master it completely.

However, the attempt failed, and the crystallization of his talent and understanding became something he had difficulty digesting.

At this moment, when Chu Yan was immersed in the changes of his own dragon soul, he forgot the passage of time until the Sorrowful Witch reminded him.

【Okay, now is a good time for you to leave. 】

Chu Yan was still in a daze, and Xia Nuoya asked curiously:

"What do you mean, why do you say it's a good time?"

Didn't we get away easily before? We just had to endure the fright from the cursed witch.

This time you enter

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In the nightmare space, the breath of the curse witch locking onto this place is not strong, sometimes it appears and sometimes it disappears, and now it is 'no'. 】

Chu Yan had already woken up, and he asked:

"Are you awake for the moment?"

[The cursed witch you saw in the town of the Celestial Spirits was in her last lucid moment of life.]

"Ok."

Chu Yan admitted that he still had some hope just now, wondering whether the Cursed Witch was in a state where she could communicate. It seemed that he was thinking too much.

The Sorrowful Witch had already reminded him to leave, so Chu Yan did not linger any longer. He walked out of the door of the cave. The outside was in chaos and nothingness, not even desolate.

This secluded cave library where the witch lives is like the last isolated island between heaven and earth.

Inside there is a warm flame, some books to relieve boredom, and a mysterious witch sitting quietly beside the campfire.

But once you step out of the range illuminated by the campfire, there is only endless chaos outside.

"I'm really worried about falling." Xia Nuoya looked at the ground, worried that after stepping out of the door frame, she would fall directly into the blur below.

She had similar concerns last time, but the oppressive feeling of the curse witch blocking her door was too strong, and she was in no mood to worry about it.

But when you actually step out, it feels like you are stepping on invisible ground.

"She's really not around." Chu Yan looked around and confirmed that there was no sign of the Cursed Witch.

After being chased and run over so many times, it was rare for him to have peace and quiet for once, and Chu Yan actually felt lost.

This is a bit shameful.

He turned around and waved goodbye to the Witch of Sorrow. After receiving her wave in return, Chu Yan took Xia Nuoya away.

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Chu Yan woke up, and his consciousness was no longer hazy. I wonder if it was due to the further digestion of the new king's soul.

However, after entering the nightmare space twice in a row within this day, Chu Yan instead developed a sense of dislocation, as if “he didn’t know where the dream was.”

But no matter how much he wandered in confusion, all the confusion in Chu Yan's heart was resolved after he felt Xia Nuoya's juicy peach.

It is this kind of tight and elastic wonderful fullness!

This is a beautiful peach butt that cannot be faked even in dreams!

"Hmm... the quilt is so heavy. When I woke up, I felt like something was swelling me..." Xia Nuoya muttered softly, her voice unclear.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and after opening her eyes, she was dazed for a while before finally waking up completely.

Her memory went back to the time before she entered the nightmare space. She was lying on the bed with her arms and legs spread out, emptying her mind and relieving her mental fatigue. Chu Yan suddenly rushed in and prepared for the "Dragon Impact" without saying a word.

"Good morning, Xia Nuoya~" Chu Yan's greeting came from her back.

Then, the man's face moved closer to her shoulders and next to Xia Nuoya's tender face. Xia Nuoya did not object to his face being close to hers, so the two of them just stayed like that for now.

"Not being chased by that terrifying existence could even be called a good dream, but as soon as I woke up and thought of your sneak attack, it felt like a bad morning!"

Just after saying this, Shanuoya suddenly remembered something... Good morning? It's morning again now?

After experiencing the social failure last time, Shanoya was afraid of waking up and finding that several days had passed.

Her delicate body suddenly straightened up, and she leaned over to look at the sky outside the window, but she couldn't help but let out a soft moan. She had just been hit by Chu Yan herself.

Fortunately, the sky outside was the same as before she entered the nightmare space.

No big mistake was made!

"Chu Yan, your [Demon Dragon Transformation] should be considered advanced now, right?" Xia Nuoya's plump body softened again.

"It can't be considered an advancement. I didn't fully master this ability before. Now I can barely enter the threshold of mastery!"

The most important thing is to solve the problem of durability. Even if there is a short-term overdraft in the future, it can recover through self-healing.

It's not like the Ultra Energy Lamp would start to glow red "ding dong, ding dong" just after he waved his claws a few times.

"...Step into the door." Shanoya didn't know if he was bragging.

Does that mean that you can have a fight with the Angel of Discipline without even stepping into the threshold?

"So are you planning to find another place to try your hand these two days? It might be more difficult now because there are more people, and the Tower of Babel is no exception."

"There's no rush for that. I'm thinking of finding the Cursed Witch to test whether my life is tough enough!" he joked.

Halfway through their conversation, Xia Nuoya felt Chu Yan's pig's trotters trying to knead the dough, so she took the initiative to cooperate with him, turned around, and hugged him face to face to make it easier for him to continue.

"If you're hungry, you can order it directly. You don't need to ask for permission. But don't come up to me suddenly next time. At least let me be prepared!"

"I'm sorry~ You're so generous that I feel embarrassed to take revenge on you for that hard flick on my head."

"...How are you going to settle the accounts?" Xia Nuoya asked curiously, recalling how he was shot.

"I'll find another way to continue chiseling you! But forget it now."

Chu Yan finished speaking, lowering his head and preparing to bury himself in her softness, but Xia Nuoya stretched out her hand and held his face, hesitatingly whispering:

"You don't have to count this..."

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If the Cursed Witch is regarded as a wild boss, then it is the first time that Chu Yan encounters this boss mother's hibernation period.

Since he was not locked, it also meant that there were not many auras locked on Chu Yan, and he could continue to visit the nightmare space.

But after two times in a row, Chu Yan felt that he should take a break.

It's not that my body can't take it, but I can't stand it mentally. My consciousness is switching between different worlds. Although I don't feel tired or overdrawn mentally, I feel a blank and dull mind when thinking about things.

It's like after staying up all night killing monsters, the sleepiness has come, and your mind is still excited by the adrenaline, but you walk in a trance.

Chu Yan judged that he should stop and slow down. If he continued, something might go wrong. But slowing down does not mean stagnation. The Dragon Witch has already explained the current task very clearly.

"At this stage, I must squeeze the talents of the first generation of dragonborn to the extreme and fully realize the upper limit of the potential of dragon blood. Only then can I continue to look for the Dragon Witch and try to return to my ancestral state."

Without going through this step in between, no matter how much dragon blood the Dragon Witch gives him, it will be useless and cannot be converted into his actual combat power.

It was simply a fat lion, without even any fat. Its aura was supported entirely by its fluffy fur. Its true form was revealed as soon as it fell into the water.

But it cannot be said that it is completely useless. If he doesn't work hard, there are mothers who will help him work hard and share the concentration of dragon blood with mothers with the help of [Harmony]. Are you still afraid of being bloated?

Chu Yan temporarily suppressed this lazy thought, decided not to go against Grandma, and believed in the wisdom of the Dragon Witch!

"As a means, [Demon Dragon Transformation] can already provide me with enough means of resistance."

"Once I have taken the swordsmanship talent from the new king's soul, I will find a place to try it out and see how powerful the rune on my arm can be."

Chu Yan was in a trance, sipping the sweetness of Xia Nuoya and slowly completing his plan.

He asked, "Xianuoya, how is your manuscript going?"

In the room, Xia Nuoya sat on the quilt in a duck-like posture, her voluptuous and round thighs serving as his pillow. Chu Yan lay on her thighs, his entire face being pressed by the knight girl's plump breasts.

Xia Nuoya couldn't see Chu Yan's expression, but that didn't stop her from pinching his cheek blindly. At first, she was on guard against Chu Yan biting too hard, so she pinched his face to remind him at any time. Later, she found that he had good control, so Xia Nuoya pinched him just because it was convenient.

"It's still the same. There is still a long way to go. Although the progress is slow, if you look at it from another perspective, I am making progress every day."

This would have been quite a self-motivating statement, if she hadn't said it with a sigh.

"What frustrates me the most is that I couldn't reproduce the swordplay I used against the new king. It's like I suddenly lost my touch. Otherwise, I would have definitely cut off the wings of the Angel of Discipline!"

The Discipline Angels only have one wing. Do you want to chop them into hairless birdmen?

Chu Yan smiled, but also said seriously:

"Don't keep working hard just because you're brooding over some failures. You're putting the pressure on your shoulders. If you keep doing this, what if one day you keep the string taut for too long and it suddenly breaks?"

Xia Nuoya paused, perhaps because Chu Yan had hit the nail on the head, she changed the subject and said:

"Aisis also stays in her room all day, why don't you say anything to her?"

How can it be the same for Isis? She is really willing to delve into those things of necromancy. If it weren't for the fact that long-term study would affect the subsequent state, Isis would be too lazy to even go out to "get some fresh air". Not letting her stay in the room would only add pressure to her...

"If you can be like Isis, who gets more and more excited the more she studies, and even makes herself uncomfortable during the halftime break, then I won't say anything to you either."

Shanuoya scolded softly:

"...You can blame yourself for this! If we were just clearing out the monsters normally, it would be a breeze, but what kind of enemies are we facing?

If you don't hone your abilities to the point where you can handle them with ease, then if something happens to you in the future, then I think no matter how hard you try, it will be of no use!"

broken!

Xia Nuoya, if you say that, the pressure will be passed on to me again. In order not to let you feel so much pressure, I have to put pressure on myself.

After Chu Yan thought carefully, he was about to speak when Xia Nuoya pinched his face and reminded him, "Don't purse your lips when you speak, or you'll bite them." Chu Yan had no choice but to let go and continued:

"With so many teammates, you can't just treat them as decoration. You have to pass on the pressure to your teammates appropriately. When you see them working hard, you will naturally relax."

"......You are such a terrible person." Xia Nuoya's tone revealed deep contempt, but Chu Yan couldn't see it because his vision was suppressed by the snow-white mountains.

Chu Yan didn't take it seriously and argued, "You can't say that. If you are overwhelmed by the pressure, everyone will be sad. If you put some pressure on your companions, everyone will be happier anyway!"

Although the lord had many twisted reasons, Xia Nuoya knew his true intention. He wanted to persuade her to get through every morning and afternoon as easily as possible and relax when necessary.

Don't separate yourself from the whole. We are all taboo-holders who walked out of the border of the Dead Sea. If any situation occurs, we can all bear it together.

Shanuoya suddenly felt

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He felt a little guilty about being led by this guy, so he took advantage of his weakness and controlled Chu Yan's magic circuit.

"Chu Yan, these few times I followed you into the nightmare space, I was distracted and had some other thoughts."

Sister, my brain's ability to think is affected by my cephalopod. When you talk about deep thinking, can you please stop your manual manipulation first?

Chu Yan said worriedly: "You tell me..."

"The forbidden power corresponds to the existence of a source. Janet should have one too, even though she is a bit optimistic and has almost no worries."

"really."

When Chu Yan was counseling Janet, his understanding of the nightmare space was still at the level of inner demons and mental knots.

Of course, there is some relationship between the two, but they cannot be completely equated. The past that becomes a knot in one's heart is a factor that affects the degree to which the person's power gets out of control.

But no matter what, that forbidden power always corresponds to a source-level existence.