Chapter 240: Chapter 218: On the Brink of Eruption

The afterglow of the sunset spilled over the entirety of The Redstone Gorge, dyeing half the sky a brilliant orange-red, magnificent and grand.

Luna Sutton crouched by the stream picking wild strawberries, noting how much larger these strawberries seemed compared to those she had seen in her previous life.

She picked a few and tasted them, discovering their flavor to be exceptionally sweet.

She then effortlessly grabbed some vines with good flexibility, weaving a small basket on the spot to hold the wild strawberries.

Mael Valerius leaned against an ancient tree, watching with keen interest, a handsome curve curling at the corners of his lips.

His Luna was not only intelligent but also incredibly skillful.

Look at that basket she wove; it’s both beautiful and sturdy.

Just then, a noise of something slicing through the air suddenly reached their ears, causing their eyes to instantly turn towards the direction of the sound.

In the distance, they saw two shadows rapidly flying towards them.

Luna Sutton also heard the commotion, pausing in her strawberry picking, and looked up,

only to see four figures enveloped in fierce winds landing on the ground.

Rhys Blackwood’s black serpent tail coiled around Zeke Veridian’s waist.

Corbin Crowley’s silver wings folded as his third golden eye at his brow opened slowly, distinctly striking under the setting sun.

Malachi Arcanus leapt down from his back.

The four, upon seeing Luna Sutton, were surprised and delighted. When they noticed her restored appearance was even more beautiful than before,

their first reaction was not one of joy, but rather a bit of bewilderment, even hesitation to approach.

If she was ugly, then let her be ugly, or if beautiful, then let her be beautiful, or her appearance could just be ordinary.

This immense contrast between extremely beautiful at times and extremely ugly at others is truly a test for one’s heart.

“Luna…”

With complex emotions, Corbin Crowley stepped forward, a subtle excitement and joy suppressed within his silver eyes.

Luna Sutton hadn’t expected them to catch up so soon, her expression a bit complicated.

Her gaze fell upon the third eye on Corbin Crowley’s brow, which had not fully retracted, her lips twitching a few times: “Isn’t this the legendary Illustrious Sage?”

Recalling what this scoundrel had done to her in the past caused her face to instantly turn cold.

The scoundrel, making her feed their child right after birth, and being so fierce.

How could she swallow this resentment without tormenting him to death?

She turned her back on him entirely, not noticing Corbin Crowley’s stiff expression and gradually dimming eyes.

Luna Sutton’s gaze moved to Zeke Veridian and Malachi Arcanus, finally landing on Rhys Blackwood.

Rhys Blackwood had already transformed into his human form, exuding an aura that forbade strangers from approaching, his presence more powerful and chilly than when last seen.

Yet those pitch-black eyes, when looking at her, carried a guarded restraint.

“Luna.”

His voice was low and hoarse, his fingertips curling slightly, seemingly wanting to touch her but forcibly holding back.

At that moment, the system abruptly shrieked in her mind: “Congratulations host, Rhys Blackwood’s affection +5, current affection 90, entering deep love stage, rewarded with 3 bottles of ability enhancement potion, permanent snake venom immunity, dream prediction ability [can foresee future events through dreams], a comprehensive spellbook, rewards issued to system backpack, please host collect them later.”

“Ding, Zeke Veridian’s affection +10, current affection 85, please host continue the good work.”

“Ding, Malachi Arcanus’s affection +10, current affection 75, entering like stage, rewarded with identity switch card 1, reward issued to system backpack, please host collect it later.”

The sudden voice in her mind stunned Luna Sutton.

Before she could recover, she heard Malachi Arcanus laugh: “Little Luna, do you not recognize us now?”

The man’s lips curled into a teasing smile as he strode towards her.

Luna Sutton was about to speak.

Mael Valerius unknowingly blocked in front of her, dragon scales spreading from his neck to his jaw, barely showing signs of transformation, his dark golden eyes narrowing dangerously: “Back off.”

The third eye on Corbin Crowley’s brow emitted a cold light: “You should be the one backing off!”

As tension mounted between them,

Zeke Veridian abruptly cast a Wind Blade to separate the two sides.

His verdant eyes fell upon Luna Sutton’s face, smooth as ever, frowning in confusion: “Luna, what exactly happened to your face?”

With this question, all four pairs of eyes turned to her.

Unable to resist, Luna Sutton reached up to touch her face, just as she was about to explain.

Malachi Arcanus had already approached with a laugh, a wild aura rushing towards her, “Little Luna, could it be you ate some special herbs?”

She gazed at him with a faint smile: “What? Disdain me when I’m ugly, and suspect when I’m beautiful?”

“Bullshit. I never disdained you, just thought this face of yours changing back and forth was less preferable than just being ugly, at least I’m used to it.”

As Malachi Arcanus continued, his brows furrowed into knots, his expression awkward.

He couldn’t quite place the feeling, but overall it was just one of discomfort.

Luna Sutton paused slightly, entirely unprepared for Malachi Arcanus’s remark, wasn’t her newfound beauty supposed to make them happy?

Why this reaction instead?

She suddenly burst into laughter, twirling a lock of hair around her finger: “You’re right, maybe being ugly is nice.”

She deliberately tilted her head towards Corbin Crowley, “At least… it wouldn’t make certain people so reluctant.”

Corbin Crowley felt as though his chest had been slammed, the light in his silver eyes dimming bit by bit.

That day when he instinctively recoiled, the memory now became the sharpest blade, each cut slicing into his heart.

His throat bobbed up and down, trying to say something, yet not a single word came out.

Luna Sutton turned and stuffed a wild strawberry into Mael Valerius’s mouth, playfully lifting on tiptoe to kiss his chin: “Try it, it’s especially sweet.”

Mael Valerius’s inner anger instantly vanished without a trace, lightly chewing, his voice incredibly gentle: “Certainly very sweet.”

Wild strawberries are sweet, and my heart is even sweeter.

It’s surprising that Luna kissed me first. Even if it was just to annoy that silver-eyed Beastman, I’m still happy.

Rhys Blackwood’s expression instantly turned cold, and the air around us dropped several degrees.

It was as if he turned into a thousand-year glacier, his lips pressed tightly, his breath icy, and his deep eyes stared dead at Mael Valerius, with a flicker of murder in them.

Zeke Veridian also grew cold, and uncontrollably sliced off a tree crown with a Wind Blade on his fingertips.

Malachi Arcanus laughed angrily, “Luna, are you doing this on purpose?”

“Purpose? I’m serious.”

Luna Sutton, holding Mael Valerius’s hand, smiled sweetly, “Let me introduce you, this is my newly accepted sixth Beast Husband, Mael Valerius, Dragon Clan Young Master. You all need to get along and respect each other without fighting out of jealousy, got it?”

Saying this, her gaze subtly shifted to Corbin Crowley, unsurprisingly seeing the gloomy and extremely unpleasant expression of the dog man.

A sudden sense of smugness arose in her heart.

“Luna… are you speaking the truth?”

Mael Valerius’s dark gold eyes shone remarkably bright, holding her tighter, his gaze fierce.

Although regrettable that he’s not her only Beast Husband, he is happy that she accepted him.

As for the first five…

He squinted slightly, thinking there’ll be plenty of time to handle it later.

“Of course it’s true…”

Without letting her finish.

Corbin Crowley suddenly erupted, his silver wings whipped up a gale forcing Mael Valerius to retreat three steps, “And you’re worthy?”

His third eye spewed out a thousand feet of ice, instantly forming a thick layer over the entire Redstone Gorge.

The surrounding rivers, grass, and trees all froze.

In a blink, it became a world of ice and snow.

Luna Sutton was startled by this sudden change, never imagining Corbin Crowley, after returning to his ancestral form, would possess such power.

But she quickly regained her senses, and instead, smiled sweeter, “Worthy or not, that’s for me to decide.”

Seeing Corbin Crowley’s face darkened to violence, she smirked mockingly, “You look like a mad dog robbed of its meat.”

The light in Corbin Crowley’s silver eyes cracked inch by inch, nearly bleeding, while violent cold air surged around him.

He realized Luna accepted the sixth Beast Husband to provoke him.

Then he stepped forward, grabbed her wrist and pressed it against his chest, his silver eyes filled with anguish, “Stab here, come on, stab here? Do you not have a knife? I can give you one.”

Saying this, he actually rummaged from his body a Bone Knife and forced it into her hand, “If you have anger in your heart, just stab it here, don’t torment yourself, and don’t torment me, alright?”

Luna Sutton’s hand holding the Bone Knife trembled slightly, for a moment, she actually wanted to stab it into the dog man’s heart.

Behind, there was the roar of Mael Valerius transforming into the Torch Dragon, a hundred-meter-long dragon body blocking out the sun.

He sprayed mist from his mouth, and the scorching Dragon Breath instantly melted the thousand feet of ice.

Rhys Blackwood had already transformed into an Aethel Serpent, flying into the sky, beginning to confront Mael Valerius.

The battle was about to erupt.

Zeke Veridian walked over, his green eyes fixed on her, “Luna, were you serious about what you just said?”

It’s one thing to provoke, but truly accepting that mad dragon as the sixth Beast Husband, they barely could accept it.

Luna Sutton wanted to say yes, but when she met Zeke Veridian’s green eyes, she couldn’t say a word.

The ice layer of Redstone Gorge under the grilling of Dragon Breath steamed white mist, amidst the rising vapor, the ink-colored Aethel Serpent and the Torch Dragon entangle into a sky full of bloody rain.

Dragon Scales mixed with ice shards crackled as they fell to the ground.

Zeke Veridian’s voice was cold as iced steel, “If Luna truly takes him, I will pull out his Dragon Tendon now.”

The cold, indifferent voice carried thick murderous intent.

The atmosphere instantly solidified.

Luna Sutton frowned deeply, her heart in an entangled mess.

Initially, she aimed to provoke Corbin Crowley, hence suddenly saying she wanted Mael Valerius as the sixth Beast Husband.

Of course, she did harbor such a thought.

But now, everything descended to chaos, leaving her unsure of how to end it.

She hesitated within about what to do.

Suddenly hearing the system scream in her mind, “Host, look at Corbin Crowley’s goodwill, surged to 95, was he stimulated till madness or what?”

She subconsciously glanced at Corbin Crowley, and saw the man with silver eyes turned crimson, actually took the Bone Knife and stabbed his own chest, again and again.

“Like this, is Luna satisfied?”

His voice was hoarse to the extreme, blood had already soaked through his clothes.

“Lunatic.”

Her expression was complex, what kind of men had she encountered?

Normally appearing quite sane, why did a little provocation drive them all mad?

Mael Valerius like this, Corbin Crowley also like this.

This is truly life-draining.

She had planned to properly torment this dog man.

Now it’s unclear whether she’s tormenting him, or he’s tormenting himself.

But her manner remained icy, “Stab away if you wish, you think I’ll feel heartache? Truly laughable.”

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