Chapter 97 Breakfast, Warm Daily Life, Sudden Encounter
Marcus gently closed the bedroom door and walked down the stairs.
In the living room, Allen was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, clutching a controller in his hand, while gunshots and explosions rang out continuously on the screen.
In the yard, Delta was chasing and frolicking with Kumokoand Milong, her tail whipping out cheerful arcs in the sunlight.
Hearing the footsteps, Allen didn't even turn his head, raising a hand to wave at Marcus behind him: "Good morning, Marcus. We haven't had breakfast yet."
As he spoke, the character on the screen was headshot, and he put down the controller, turned his head to look at Marcus, and said: "Can you bring a few more servings of the sweet and sour pork ribs and various insect foods you brought back from the East yesterday?"
Hearing the commotion, Delta ran in from the lawn, grabbed Marcus's arm, and wagged her tail rapidly: "Boss, I want to eat whole roasted cow and whole roasted sheep!"
Kumoko also squeezed through the door from the yard, raised her front legs, and shouted: "I want salmon and sushi!"
Milong floated above Marcus's head and squeaked a few times.
Marcus looked at Milong's round eyes: "You want roast chicken?"
Milong nodded vigorously.
The corners of Marcus's mouth rose slightly: "Good."
His figure disappeared from the living room and reappeared not long after.
Marcus raised his right hand, and Aether Particle surged from his fingertips, and the dining table expanded and grew larger in the dark red glow until it could hold all the food.
He took out the various dishes that Delta and the others had requested from the space bracelet and set them all over the table.
Allen leaned close to a plate of golden-fried silkworm chrysalises, lowered his head to sniff them, a light of admiration shining in his single eye, and sighed sincerely: "The Eastern chefs who invented these ways of eating insects are truly a Genius."
Marcus smiled and said to everyone gathered around the table: "Sit down and eat."
Everyone quickly pulled out chairs and sat down.
Allen eagerly reached out to grab the insects, but Kumokosuddenly raised her front legs, and several eyes looked at Marcus in unison: "Master, aren't we going to wait for Eve?"
Marcus shook his head: "No need to wait for Eve. She might not wake up until the afternoon. Dig in."
Allen's hand, suspended in mid-air, immediately dropped, grabbing a handful of fried silkworm chrysalises and shoving them into his mouth, the crispy outer shell making a crunching sound between his teeth.
Not long after everyone started eating, the phone in Marcus's pocket rang.
He put down his chopsticks and took out his phone, and the screen showed an incoming call from Robot.
Marcus answered the call, and Robot's voice came through the earpiece: "Eve, we need your support."
"Eve is resting. Tell me the address." Marcus said in a steady tone.
Robot was silent for a moment, then replied: "The address has been sent to your phone."
The busy tone of the call hanging up came from the other end.
Marcus put away his phone and stood up from beside the dining table.
Delta also stood up, her eyes looking towards Marcus, her tail slightly taut behind her: "Boss, I'll go with you too."
Allen also put down the insects in his hand and looked at Marcus: "Do you need my help?"
"You guys eat first. I'll be back soon." After saying that, Marcus's figure had already disappeared from the living room.
As soon as he flew to the address sent by Robot, he saw Nolan with his arms crossed high in the air nearby.
At that moment, the figure of Invincible smashed through the roof of the building and flew out, tumbling a few times in the air, and then heavily crashed back into the building, smashing through several floors and kicking up a cloud of dust and smoke.
Marcus turned his head to look at Nolan: "Aren't you going to help?"
Nolan crossed his arms, his gaze landing calmly on the smashed hole in the building: "That's his own fight. I won't interfere."
"Is that so." Marcus withdrew his gaze, his figure flashing as he directly shattered the glass curtain wall of the building and rushed in.
The interior of the building was a complete mess.
Mark was lying on the ground, his battle suit torn in several places, blood trickling from his temple and soaking half of his mask.
Beside him, a strong white lion beastman raised the short hammer in his hand and smashed it fiercely towards Mark's chest.
Just then, Marcus's figure instantly appeared beside Mark, his right fist slamming directly into that short hammer.
The hammer shaft shattered at the sound, and metal fragments splashed in all directions.
Taking advantage of the unspent momentum of his punch, his other fist had already swung towards the lion's face.
The white lion beastman raised his palm and steadily caught Marcus's fist.
His five fingers tightened, firmly gripping Marcus's fist in his palm.
That bloody maw slowly parted, revealing two rows of sharp fangs, and he said in a low voice: "There really are strong people here."
Before his voice fell, his other fist had already swung out.
Marcus did not flinch at all and met it head-on.
The two fists collided, and the exploding shockwave shattered all the remaining glass curtain walls around them into pieces.
Marcus's figure flew backward ten steps before barely stabilizing, while the white lion only retreated a few steps before standing firm.
Marcus looked down at his slightly trembling right fist, his eyes narrowing slightly.
He didn't expect that with his Level 5 over 90% power, going head-to-head with the white lion berserker beast, he would actually be at a disadvantage.
Opposite him, the berserker beast hammered his chest with both hands and let out a wild, long roar to the sky.
That bloody maw grinned to the limit, its fangs gleaming with a chilling cold light in the dim light, and its low roar echoed through the building: "Not enough, come again!"
As the words fell, his massive body rushed straight towards Marcus like a cannonball.
Marcus quickly raised both hands, and an energy cannon instantly condensed and formed in his palms.
A blinding purple light exploded in the building, and the torrent of energy hit the berserker beast's chest squarely, directly blasting his massive body flying backwards.
Watching the berserker beast still tumbling and falling in mid-air, he did not pursue further, but instead turned and rushed to the other end of the battlefield.
A magma man made entirely of lava had just raised his arms to smash towards the members of the Guard team on the ground when Marcus's figure smashed through his torso like a cannonball, and the magma man collapsed to the ground with a bang before he even had time to scream.
Immediately after, his figure appeared in front of a person with several purple bandages hanging on their chest.
Marcus delivered a precise knife-hand strike to the back of his neck, the bandaged person's eyes instantly lost focus, and their body slumped limply to the ground.
Without the slightest pause, Marcus slapped away the yellow-clothed person nearby who was radiating electric light.
The electric light carved a chaotic arc in the air, and the yellow-clothed person smashed into a pile of ruins and made no further sound.
Then he grabbed the arm of a Robot, the metal joints making a harsh twisting sound between his five fingers, and several mechanical arms were successively torn off and thrown to the ground, the Robot's optical lens flashing twice before going completely dark.
At this moment, a man in a red suit with full green hair had just ripped open a portal in front of him, and one leg had already stepped into it.
Marcus delivered a heavy punch to his temple from the side, and the green-haired man's body bounced out of the portal, rolling a few times on the ground before becoming motionless, and the portal dissipated along with it.
The mechanical head in a white suit only had time to emit a distorted "What the fuck" before Marcus slapped him to the ground, the metal shell colliding with the ground with a crisp sound, and the body twitching a few times before going still.
Marcus stopped, his gaze sweeping across the scattered enemies lying all over the ground around him, and he turned his head to say to the bruised and battered New Guardians of the Globe nearby: "I'll leave the rest to you."
As soon as the words fell, a golden portal appeared behind him.
Robot's urgent voice came from behind: "Watch out!"
Chapter 98: Kick Away the White Lion Berserker Beast! Crush the Portal to Banish Him, Post-Battle Heartwarming Feeding by Everyone
Marcus turned around, and from that golden portal, the figure of the Berserker Beast had already pounced out.
Its right fist, carrying a piercing sonic boom, aimed straight for his face.
Marcus crouched down, that heavy punch grazing past the top of his head, the wind of the fist making his scalp sting.
He exerted force with his legs, his shoulders slamming hard against the Berserker Beast's abdomen, and his whole body rocketed like a cannonball, pushing this white lion through the remaining dome of the building and shooting straight towards space.
The Berserker Beast discovered Marcus's purpose.
Its hands fiercely clamped onto Marcus's back, its ten fingers like hooks digging deep into the muscles, tearing viciously to both sides.
Large swaths of flesh were forcibly ripped off, and blood sprayed into the air, forming a crimson mist.
Marcus clenched his teeth tightly, veins bulging on his forehead, his flight speed not decreasing in the slightest.
The Berserker Beast raised its fist once more, smashing fiercely towards the back of Marcus's head.
Marcus grabbed the Berserker Beast's waist with both hands, exerting force from his waist and abdomen, and hurled its entire body downward.
The Berserker Beast tumbled in the air, raising a hand to press the bracelet on its wrist.
A golden portal opened beneath it, and it plunged in, appearing directly above Marcus the very next second.
Sharp claws tore through the vacuum, directly cleaving towards the top of Marcus's head.
Marcus raised his head, lightning-fast, and reached out with both hands, precisely pinching the Berserker Beast's wrists.
He exerted force with his ten fingers, and the bracelet on the Berserker Beast's wrist shattered into countless pieces under the immense strength.
Immediately following, the moment its hands were bound, the Berserker Beast headbutted straight towards Marcus's face.
Marcus released both hands, his figure stepping back a step, and then his legs gathered strength before kicking out fiercely, striking heavily on the Berserker Beast's chest.
That immense force kicked the white behemoth deep into the Universe, and before flying out of Earth's gravitational range, the Berserker Beast looked back and let out a heaven-shaking roar towards Marcus: "I will definitely come back!"
The Berserker Beast, which could not fly, was unable to change direction in the vacuum, and could only drift further and further into the depths of the Universe along the momentum of Marcus's kick.
Marcus hovered at the edge of the atmosphere, listening to the gradually dissipating roar, a thought flashing quickly through his mind: the Berserker Beast's strength and defense were at least level six, and its speed was not as fast as his, probably around eighty percent of level five.
A sudden, tearing severe pain came from his back, dragging him back from his thoughts.
He stimulated the Aether Particle within his body, and dark red particles surged out, spreading along the wound on his back.
The torn flesh slowly closed under the traction of the Aether, and the shredded black and red battle suit was also rewoven and formed again.
A moment later, the wound healed completely, and the battle suit returned to its original state.
Marcus moved his shoulders, his figure flashing as he flew towards the direction of the villa.
As soon as he stepped into the villa's front door, Delta by the dining table put down the beef leg in her hand.
Her nose twitched gently twice, and she suddenly jumped up from the chair, running over to Marcus in a few steps, her black and white striped tail tense and straight: "Boss, there is a smell of blood on you. Are you injured!"
Allen and the others also successively put down their food.
Kumoko strode over on her walking legs to Marcus's side, using her front legs to tug at his clothes, her multiple eyes filled with anxiety: "Master, where is it, where is the wound?"
Milong also flew over, circling around him, making hurried squeaking sounds from its mouth.
Marcus reached out and patted Kumoko's head, then gently rubbed Milong's chin with his fingers, his tone gentle: "I am fine. The injury has already healed."
Seeing that Marcus indeed didn't look like he was injured, Allen grabbed another handful of bugs and shoved them into his mouth, chewing as he asked: "What kind of person could actually make you get injured."
Marcus pulled out a chair and sat down, picked up a lamb leg and took a bite, then calmly spat out three words in a flat tone: "Berserker Beast."
"Pfft—" Allen was directly choked, coughing continuously for several times, his single eye filled with disbelief.
Delta also quickly turned to Marcus, her eyes widened round: "Boss, you actually fought with the Berserker Beast and won!"
Marcus shook his head, chewing the mutton, and corrected in a flat tone: "I didn't win. I just threw him towards the Universe."
Allen grabbed a water cup and gulped down a mouthful, catching his breath, his voice still retaining the hoarseness from being choked just now: "This is already very strong, alright, you have to know that is the Universe's strongest white lion, the Berserker Beast."
Kumoko tilted her head to the side, her several eyes blinking: "Is that Berserker Beast that powerful."
Delta sat down next to Marcus, picked up the beef leg again and took a large bite, speaking vaguely: "Of course. The Berserker Beast is the strongest among the lion-men Human race of Planet Duoen."
"You really know quite clearly." Allen said as he reached out to grab bugs again.
Delta swallowed the meat in her mouth, her tone a matter-of-course: "Because I even saw the Berserker Beast when I was little."
Allen's hand stopped in mid-air, his single eye wide open: "You actually saw the Berserker Beast when you were little?"
"Because our Maoren People's mother planet is Planet Duoen." After finishing, Delta lowered her head to bite into the beef leg again, her tail flicking briskly behind her, as if she were talking about the most ordinary and trivial matter.
Allen leaned his entire body forward, gossip shining in his single eye: "Quickly tell me about it!"
Delta took a bite of the beef leg and spoke vaguely: "Two thousand years ago, our Maoren People left Planet Duoen and came to the present Planet Maoen. At that time, the Sirius People were already living on it, and our two races had a conflict. Until eighteen hundred years ago, the Berserker Beast came to our planet and resolved a major conflict between the Maoren People and the Sirius Peopleat that time."
She took another bite of meat and continued: "And then the Berserker Beast said at that time, he would come to Planet Maoen once every hundred years. If war was still happening within the planet, he would kill everyone participating in the war."
She swallowed the meat in her mouth, her tail gently flicking behind her, "He came one hundred years ago, and that was when I saw him."
Allen waited for a moment, finding that Delta just continued to bury her head in eating meat, with no intention of continuing at all. He put down the bugs in his hand, spread his hands, his tone carrying obvious lingering satisfaction: "That's it? It's gone?"
Delta nodded, her mouth stuffed full of meat, and responded vaguely.
The anticipation on Allen's face instantly turned into disappointment: "I thought there would be an even more exciting story."
Allen reached out to grab another handful of bugs, chewing as he said, "However, listening to you put it this way, the Berserker Beast doesn't seem that bad."
Kumoko beside him hurriedly raised her front legs, her voice full of indignation: "What not bad! He even injured Master, he's simply rotten to the core!"
Allen was almost choked again by Kumoko's shout. He opened his mouth, glanced at Kumoko's front legs that were ready to greet his face at any time, and wisely swallowed the words that had reached his lips.
He turned his head and pushed a plate of golden-fried bugs in front of Marcus, trying hard to make his tone appear natural: "You just got injured, eat more bugs now to properly nourish yourself."
Delta hurriedly pushed the plate of freshly sliced roast beef in front of her over as well.
Kumoko used her front legs to hold up a plate of salmon, carefully placing it by Marcus's hand.
Milong floated in mid-air, pushing the roast chicken in front of Marcus with its short claws, its round eyes gazing at him.
Marcus looked at the food piling higher and higher in front of him, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly.
He did not decline, reaching out to take the beef handed over by Delta, and picked up a fried silkworm pupa to put into his mouth: "Let's eat together."
Chapter 99: Allen Bids Farewell and Returns to the Alliance! The Green Dragon Secretly Gathers Accomplices, Targeting Chicago
After breakfast, Marcus cleaned up the dishes and put them into the kitchen.
As soon as he walked out, Allen stood up from the chair and walked over to him: "Marcus, I should be going."
"You're leaving just a day after arriving?" Marcus paused his hand-drying motion.
Delta's eyes held a trace of reluctance: "That's right, can't you stay for a few more days?"
Allen shook his head, a smile in his single eye: "I originally came to Earth because of our agreement. Now that I've seen you and eaten Earth's food, it's time for me to return to the Alliance."
As he spoke, he walked toward the door, pushed it open, soared into the air, hovered above the courtyard, and looked back at Marcus, "Besides, with you on Earth, I should report back to the Alliance. By then, Earth will surely be able to join the Alliance, and I will naturally come back."
Marcus, Delta, Kumoko, and Milong followed him out the door.
Hearing Allen's words, Marcus nodded and said in a calm tone: "In that case, wait a moment."
As his voice fell, his figure had already vanished from where he stood.
Allen froze mid-air for a moment, and although he didn't know what Marcus went to do, he still stopped his movements, crossed his arms, and waited quietly.
Next, Marcus's figure flickered constantly across the globe—Tokyo's Tsukiji Market, Paris's bakery, Istanbul's Spice Bazaar, Mexico City's street stalls—collecting various delicacies one by one into the newly created space bracelet.
Finally, he flew to Hong Kong, and just as he was about to pick out a few portions of char siu and roast goose, a sound of piercing through the air rapidly approached from a distance.
He raised his head, and a verdant giant Dragon was charging straight at him, its maw wide open, emitting a low roar from its mouth: "Give me Mr. Liu's Dragon soul energy!"
Marcus didn't want to waste time with it.
He withdrew his gaze, and the purple energy within his body instantly erupted; without dodging or evading, he transformed into a purple meteor, crashing straight into the exact center of the Dragon's body.
The Dragon's body was pierced through by him with a huge hole, and emerald scales and dark green blood splashed everywhere in the air.
He knew that this wouldn't kill a Dragon like Mr. Liu, so he stopped buying food in Hong Kong and directly turned around to fly back to the villa.
Allen was standing in the courtyard loosening his muscles, and seeing him land, he raised his hand as if to say something, but Marcus had already stepped forward and handed over the newly made space bracelet.
"There are all kinds of food and single-player games in here. You can eat and play on the way."
Allen took the bracelet without standing on ceremony and put it directly on his wrist.
He lowered his head to look at the silver-gray bracelet, then raised his head again, a smile in his single eye, and reached out to pat Marcus on the shoulder: "Thanks, bro. Then I'll be heading off first."
Marcus nodded: "See you next time."
Allen exerted force with his feet, his figure soaring into the air as he flew toward the spaceship in space.
Delta stood in the courtyard, waving her arms hard.
Kumoko raised her front legs and shook them vigorously, and Milong also floated in mid-air, emitting a few long squeaks.
Allen looked back one last time in mid-air, waved at them, and then turned into an orange trajectory, darting into the spaceship hovering above the clouds.
A moment later, the spaceship's engines lit up with a deep blue glow, slowly changing direction and disappearing into the azure sky.
Meanwhile, in Hong Kong.
The residual body of the giant Dragon that Marcus had crashed through slowly wriggled in the air, its shattered scales and torn flesh stitching and reorganizing themselves, recovering as good as new in just a few seconds.
It twisted its body and flew into the distance, and before long it entered the top-floor office of a building, burrowing straight into the body of a middle-aged man sitting on a chair.
The middle-aged man's eyelids snapped open, he shoved away the burly man supporting him, and stood up from the chair.
He said to the subordinate beside him in a gloomy and hurried tone: "Pull up all the nearby surveillance footage, find that person, and investigate his background clearly."
He took out his mobile phone from his clothes pocket and dialed a number.
It rang a few times in the receiver, and the other end picked up.
The middle-aged man didn't exchange pleasantries and got straight to the point: "Mr. Liu's Dragon soul energy has been found."
The other end of the line fell silent for a moment, the voice carrying a hint of surprise: "You actually didn't monopolize the divine power. It seems the person holding the divine power is very strong. Speak, who took the divine power."
"It's a powerful superhuman. I've already sent subordinates to track his whereabouts, and once there's news, I'll notify the rest of you." The middle-aged man's tone was cold and rigid.
The voice on the other end of the line took on a hint of surprise: "Is it necessary for all of us to mobilize?"
"Even you wouldn't be able to defeat me in a single strike, right?" the middle-aged man retorted.
The other end of the line fell silent for quite a while before speaking again, the voice carrying an elusive undertone: "Except for when we joined forces to divide the divine power fifty years ago, it seems we haven't teamed up to fight an enemy together since."
"Alright. I'll go tell the others." The middle-aged man hung up the phone, swiped his fingers across the screen a few times to pull up several other names he hadn't contacted in a long time, and his finger hovered above the screen for a moment before pressing the dial button.
Just like that, time came to the afternoon.
The middle-aged man sat in the office chair, his fingers slowly tapping on the armrest.
A knock on the door sounded, and he raised his eyelids: "Come in."
The subordinate pushed the door open and entered, placed a portable projector on the office desk, and pressed the start button.
A holographic projection unfolded above the desktop, the image freezing on Marcus's profile.
The subordinate pointed at that face, his tone respectful yet carrying a hint of helplessness: "Boss, this person has a special energy force field on his face, and the surveillance cannot capture his appearance."
His finger swiped across the projection, and the image switched to two full-body images—one of Nolan wearing a red and white combat suit, and the other of Marcuswearing a black and red combat suit.
The subordinate continued: "However, based on the deduction of his strength, he is very likely Omniman, or Cosmic Superman."
The middle-aged man frowned deeply, his hands clasped and resting on the desktop: "Where do these two people frequently appear?"
The subordinate switched the projection to a set of distribution maps, with red light spots sparsely scattered across the global map: "Existing data shows that both of them are superheroes whose active range covers the globe, and their appearance locations are not fixed. However, Cosmic Superman has appeared the least number of times, and all of them are concentrated in Chicago. Therefore, we deduce that he lives in Chicago."
The middle-aged man waved his hand, and the subordinate put away the projector, bowed, and retreated.
The office fell back into silence; he was silent for a moment, then typed a line of text on his mobile phone screen and sent it to those names.
After sending it, he placed the phone on the desk and muttered to himself in a low voice: "Then let's go to Chicago first."
Chapter 100: Eve Shows Her Hand and Agrees! MilongSenses the Dragon Soul and Actively Absorbs Energy to Evolve
In the villa, Eve was awakened by the aroma drifting from the kitchen.
She slowly opened her eyes and sat up from the bed, her hair somewhat messy from sleep, with a few strands sticking up on top of her head like a newly awakened cat.
She casually waved her hand, and pink atomic energy surged from her fingertips, sweeping across her body like a thin veil. The sweat stains and fatigue on her skin were completely cleared away, and her clothes transformed back into a clean set of casual home wear.
She stepped into slippers and walked downstairs, where Marcus was placing the last plate of grilled lamb chops onto the dining table.
Beside the dining table, Delta was intently gnawing on a beef leg bone held in both hands, her tail flicking listlessly behind her.
Kumoko was squatting on a chair, several eyes staring at the salmon slices on the table, her front legs suspended in mid-air, obviously waiting for her master to call for dinner.
Milong floated above the dining table, its round eyes following the plate of grilled lamb chops as it turned from left to right, its mouth already slightly open, the whiskers at the corners of its mouth trembling with anticipation.
Eve walked to the dining table, glanced around, and didn't see that orange-skinned figure.
She looked at Marcus, who was untying his apron, and asked, "Where is your friend Allen?"
Marcus draped the apron over the back of the chair, sat down opposite her, and replied casually, "He had something to do and went back first."
Eve nodded and didn't say much more.
After the meal, she put down her chopsticks and looked at Marcus, who was cleaning up the dishes: "Come with me first."
Marcus stopped what he was doing, turned his head, and said to Delta, "Please help clean these up."
"Leave it to me, Boss!" Delta jumped up from the chair, her tail whipping back and forth rapidly behind her, and started clearing the dishes with nimble hands and feet.
Kumoko also used her front legs to hold several plates, her multiple eyes curving into crescents: "I'll help too."
Marcus followed Eve out of the villa.
The night was cool, the dew on the lawn in the courtyard shimmered under the moonlight, and the chirping of insects in the distance sounded sparse.
Eve stopped in the center of the courtyard and turned around to face him.
Marcus looked at the rare, serious expression on her face and asked, "Is something the matter?"
Eve crossed her arms, the corners of her mouth twitching downward, her voice carrying a hint of reluctance, yet she still said it word by word: "I agree to share you with Delta."
Marcus was completely stunned, as if struck in place by a bolt of lightning.
His lips moved, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a sentence: "Wh... What?"
Seeing his rare dazed appearance, Eve took a deep breath and spoke more clearly and calmly this time: "After yesterday's battle, I found that I can't satisfy you."
"To prevent you from cheating in the future, or being worked to death by you, I choose to let Delta join in as well."
Marcus recovered from his shock, his brow furrowing slightly: "That doesn't seem like a good idea."
Eve stepped forward, raised her head, and looked directly into his eyes.
Under the moonlight, complex emotions flickered in her eyes—there was bitterness, unwillingness, but even more so, a sense of calm.
Her voice was not loud, but every word was clear: "If I didn't love you so much and didn't want to leave you, I would never say these things."
Marcus gently pressed his hands on Eve's shoulders, moonlight spilling over her hair, and lowered his head, his voice carrying a rare solemnity: "Eve, I love you very much. I don't want to hurt you."
"I love you too." Eve tilted her head back, her blue eyes reflecting his face.
Marcus lowered his head, wanting to kiss her.
Eve hurriedly reached out to press against his chest, her cheeks slightly flushed, her voice carrying a bit of reproach and a trace of lingering fear: "I don't want to. After yesterday's battle, it still hurts."
Marcus's movement stopped.
He stood in place, his arms slowly drooping down, a trace of guilt and distress surfacing in his eyes.
Seeing him like this, Eve reached out to cup his face, her thumb gently brushing across his cheekbone, her tone gentle: "This is why I'm willing to let someone else join. Your body is too strong, I can't handle it alone."
Just at this moment, Delta ran out from the villa.
Her black-and-white striped tail whipped back and forth rapidly behind her, and she lunged toward Marcus like a cannonball: "Boss! I heard it all! I'm ready!"
Marcus turned around, a hand chop landing precisely on Delta's forehead.
With a crisp "crack" sound, Delta squatted down while holding her forehead, her tail drooping onto the lawn, her eyes brimming with aggrieved watery light: "Boss, why did you hit me?"
Marcus crossed his arms, looking down at Delta squatting on the ground rubbing her forehead, his tone full of helplessness: "Eve and I aren't ready yet."
Eve stood beside him, nodding, her voice calm yet carrying a bit of unquestionable solemnity: "Although I agree to let you join, it's not right now."
Delta hugged her head, her soft ears drooping down, and let out a muffled "Oh" from her mouth.
Yet her tail uncontrollably whipped back and forth rapidly behind her, exposing the excitement in her heart that she couldn't suppress no matter what.
Marcus took Eve's hand and said to Delta, who was squatting on the ground holding her forehead, "Let's go back inside."
Delta jumped up from the ground and followed the two into the villa.
In the living room, Kumoko and Milong had already cleaned up the dishes completely, and the dining table was polished until it shone.
Kumoko was on the sofa, her multiple eyes curving into crescents, her tone full of asking for credit: "Master, we've cleaned everything up!"
Milong also floated over, circled around him once, and squeaked a few times.
Marcus nodded, praised Kumoko and Milong a few words, and sat down on the sofa.
He took out the transparent light sphere sealing the dragon soul energy from his space bracelet and held it in the palm of his hand.
The emerald-green energy inside the light sphere was still slowly flowing, reflecting on his face through the sphere wall.
That dragon was actually able to sense the energy inside across the space bracelet, which was quite unexpected to him.
"What is this?" Eve sat down beside him, looking curiously at the light sphere.
Delta also poked her head out from behind the sofa, her eyes staring at the swirling green light, her tail gently flicking.
"This is the energy of that dragon back then."
Just as Marcus finished speaking, he suddenly discovered that the dragon soul energy inside the light sphere began to stir restlessly, the emerald-green light continuously impacting the sphere wall toward a fixed direction.
He raised his eyes following the direction of the energy, and his gaze landed on Milong, which was slowly floating over from mid-air.
Milong's round eyes stared intently at the light sphere, its mouth slightly open, its tail slowly swaying behind it.
It flew right in front of the light sphere and stopped, extended its short claws to gently touch the transparent sphere wall, then turned its head and chirped at Marcus a few times.
"You want this energy?" Marcus looked at it.
Milong nodded vigorously, making a few short and resolute cries from its mouth again.
"There won't be any problems, right?" Marcus furrowed his brow slightly.
Milong shook its head and cried out a few more times, its eyes holding not a trace of hesitation, only a kind of firmness that he rarely saw in it.
Marcus was silent for a moment.
He looked into Milong's round eyes and finally nodded slowly: "Alright. I trust your intuition."
He exerted force with his five fingers and shattered the transparent energy sphere.
The instant the sphere wall shattered, the emerald-green dragon soul energy gushed out like a breached flood, hovering half a circle in the air before flying straight toward Milong as if finding its destination.
Energy surged into its body, Milong's body stiffened abruptly, and then it began rolling around in the living room.
Its body grew larger and smaller by turns, its emerald-green scales flickering under the lights.
Chapter 101: Azure Light Erupts, The Little Dragon Transforms! Mastering Fire Breathing and Shape-Shifting
Kumoko watched as Milong's body constantly tumbled in the air, swelling to fill half the living room one moment, then shrinking to only the size of a fist the next. She extended her front leg to gently tug at the corner of Marcus's clothes, her multiple eyes filled with worry: "Master, is Milong okay?"
Marcus's gaze never left Milong. His perception was firmly locked onto Milong, every tumble it took being a reshaping, and every expansion and contraction accompanied by a leap in vitality.
Milong's heartbeat grew increasingly powerful, and its breathing grew steadier. Marcus raised a hand to gently pat Kumoko's head, his tone steady: "Rest assured. Milongis fine; it is growing stronger."
As Marcus's voice fell, Milong's body suddenly erupted with a dazzling azure light. That light surged from the gaps between every single one of its scales, illuminating the living room of the entire villa as bright as day. Everyone successively raised their hands to shield their eyes, and the light persisted for quite a while before slowly dissipating.
When they lowered their hands, what appeared before their eyes was a petite Blue Dragon. On its sleek torso, every scale emitted a warm azure luster, its four short claws had become much slenderer and more powerful than before, the pair of small horns on top of its head had changed from blunt to slightly forked, and the fin-like caudal fin at the end of its tail shimmered with an iridescent micro-light under the lights.
"Milong, you've become so pretty," Kumoko exclaimed, tilting her head up.
Milong's body twisted gently in the air, and a pleasant female voice came from its mouth: "Kumoko, you are very cute too."
Delta opened her eyes wide in astonishment: "You can actually speak now!"
Eve was also stunned. She looked at Milong in the air, her voice filled with surprise: "You were a girl all along?"
Marcus reached out his hand and gently stroked Milong's body. What his fingertips touched were cool and smooth scales, feeling like fine jade—warm and delicate. Milongnarrowed its eyes comfortably, swished its tail contentedly back and forth, and rubbed its head against Marcus's hand: "I've always been a girl. It's just that I couldn't speak before."
Marcus withdrew his hand, looked over the brand-new Milong, and asked: "How are you feeling right now?"
"I feel great!" Milong shook its tail excitedly, opened its mouth, and a crimson flame surged out from its mouth, heading straight for the dining table.
Eve's expression changed, and she pushed her hands forward abruptly. Pink atomic energy instantly unfolded a shield in front of the dining table. The flames crashed against the shield, producing a muffled sound before dissipating into the air.
The bowls and dishes on the dining table clattered from the shock, and Kumoko's multiple eyes widened into round circles.
"Stop breathing fire indiscriminately!" Eve withdrew her shield, her tone carrying a bit of helplessness and reproach. Milong hurriedly covered its mouth with its claws, swished its tail embarrassedly behind it, and lowered its voice a fraction: "Sorry."
"You can actually breathe fire." Marcus looked at Milong, raising his eyebrows slightly. Back when Mr. Liu fought him, other than close-quarters combat, he had never used any ranged abilities whatsoever—the Dragon Soul energy, once inside Milong's body, seemed to have been developed into uses that even the previous host had never mastered.
"Master, not only can I breathe fire, I have other abilities too!" As Milong spoke, it made to demonstrate again. Evehurriedly raised a hand to stop it, her tone carrying a trace of vigilance: "Don't use destructive abilities."
Milong nodded and acknowledged with an okay. Under everyone's gaze, its body began to swell slowly until it turned into a giant dragon whose head touched the ceiling. Delta looked up at this behemoth, her tail whipping back and forth rapidly as she let out an exclamation: "So big!"
"I can change my body at will now." Milong's voice came from above, sounding somewhat deeper than before. As the voice fell, a wave of soft light surged from its body, enveloping its entire body within. Amidst the light, its massive dragon body began to contract and transform; its scales receded, its limbs elongated, and its figure outlined a curve.
After the light dissipated, a tall woman stood in place. It had two small azure horns on top of its head, waterfall-like black hair draped over its shoulders, and delicate facial features. It was completely stark naked, its smooth skin emitting a faint luster under the light.
Eve's hands quickly waved, and pink atomic energy instantly condensed on Milong's body surface into a well-tailored azure cheongsam, tightly and thoroughly covering its body.
Having done this, Eve subconsciously turned her head to glance at Marcus's lower body. Her expression changed slightly, and then she raised her head, her tone calm yet carrying a bit of unquestionable decisiveness: "Tonight, let Delta accompany you."
"Yay!" Delta sprang up from the sofa, her tail whipping like a propeller, her amber eyes startlingly bright.
Marcus shook his head helplessly: "My matters aren't important." He looked back at Milong, continuing to ask: "Milong, are there any other abilities?"
Milong nodded, its fingers gently brushing across the cuffs of the cheongsam, its voice carrying a bit of eagerness to try: "There are some more. But they are all summoning wind and rain, calling down lightning and the like, which aren't easy to display inside the house."
Marcus looked around at everyone in the living room, his gaze sweeping past Milong, and finally landing on the completely darkened night outside the window as he spoke: "Then let's rest well tonight. Tomorrow we'll find a spacious place to showcase your abilities."
Everyone nodded. Eve stood up from the sofa, Kumokojumped down from the chair, and Milong also transformed back into that petite Blue Dragon, floating in mid-air. The group walked up the stairs to the second floor.
When they walked to the bedroom door, Marcus reached out to hold Eve's hand, gently pulling her to his side, lowering his head, and lowering his voice so that only the two of them could hear: "Are you really not sleeping with me tonight? I promise I won't do anything."
Eve shook her head, her hair swaying gently under the light, her tone firm: "Tonight I am sleeping with Kumokoand Milong."
Marcus didn't say anything more, merely squeezing her hand before releasing it: "Alright." He pushed open the door to his bedroom and walked inside.
Delta closely followed behind him, her eyes sparkling, her tail whipping rapidly behind her. When she stepped across the threshold, she glanced back at Eve in the corridor, and Eve nodded slightly at her. The door gently closed shut.
In the corridor, Milong floated in mid-air, watching Marcus's bedroom door close, its body subconsciously floating forward. Eve extended a hand to gently stop it: "Milong, don't go disturb them."
Milong stopped in mid-air, its tail swaying gently, its round eyes gazing at the tightly closed door, its voice carrying a trace of reluctance and confusion: "I also want to sleep with Master."
Kumoko strode over to Milong's side, extending her front leg to gently hold its paw. Her multiple eyes curved into crescents, her tone carrying understanding: "Let the two of them sleep together tonight. Tomorrow night you can sleep with Master, but remember to use your human form then."
Milong tilted its head, those eyes filled with innocence and puzzlement: "Why do I need to use human form?"
"You'll know when the time comes," Kumoko said, leading it toward Eve's room.
Eve listened to their conversation and shook her head helplessly. She raised a hand to wave gently at Marcus's bedroom door, and a layer of pink energy membrane silently covered the door panel, isolating all sound inside the room. Having finished this, she turned and walked into her own room, gently closing the door behind her.
Chapter 102: Six Green Dragons Intercept and Kill in Mid-Air! Milong Displays Its Devouring Divine Ability, and All the Dragons Fall.
At noon the next day, Marcus walked down the stairs.
Sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows into the living room, and Eve was carrying the last dish to the dining table, with an apron still tied around her waist.
"You came down just in time, come and eat." She raised her head and smiled slightly at Marcus.
Marcus walked over to the dining table and sat down. He picked up his chopsticks, turned to Kumoko, and said casually, "I'll trouble you to watch the house later. If Deltawakes up, take some food upstairs for her."
"No problem, leave it to me, Master." Kumoko waved one of its front legs, several eyes curving into crescents, her tone full of confidence.
Marcus nodded.
After the meal, he and Eve cleaned up the dishes and walked out of the villa with Milong.
Milong's cyan qipao fluttered slightly in the wind, and it flew beside Marcus, its long hair blown backward by the airflow, with an irrepressible smile on the corners of its mouth.
Ever since evolving last night, this was the first time it had flown outside in human form. It curiously lowered its head to look at the city streets flashing by beneath its feet, then looked up at Marcus's profile and asked, "Master, where are we going?"
"To the desert. The place where I train Eve." Marcusanswered while flying.
Before the words fell, six black dots suddenly appeared on the skyline ahead.
Then the black dots rapidly magnified, transforming into six identical giant green dragons.
The leading one was a circle larger than the other five. Its vertical pupils bypassed Marcus and Eve, locking straight onto Milong, and a deep roar came from its throat: "The Power of God is on that woman. Kill her!"
Marcus's expression suddenly sank.
The purple energy within his body erupted with a boom, and his figure left an afterimage in place, appearing directly in front of the leading giant dragon the next instant.
His right fist, wrapped in all his strength, smashed fiercely onto that dragon head. The leading giant dragon's skull was smashed to the side by this punch, and its huge body flew backward like a cannonball, crashing through the clouds behind it.
Two giant dragons nearby launched attacks simultaneously; one waved its dragon claws to slash at Marcus's face, and the other swung its thick dragon tail to sweep horizontally from the side.
Marcus did not dodge. His left hand reached out to steadily catch the descending dragon claws, and his right arm blocked horizontally to firmly lock the sweeping dragon tail in his arms.
With force in both arms, he fiercely threw the two giant dragons in opposite directions, their dragon bodies rolling in the air and smashing toward the ground.
The remaining three giant dragons lunged simultaneously from three directions.
Eve waved both hands forward, and atoms instantly condensed into a huge warhammer in the palm of her hand. She swung the hammer body, fiercely smashing away the giant dragon on the left.
Milong raised its head and let out a clear dragon roar, its figure suddenly expanding to transform into a dragon form, cyan scales flashing in the sunlight, and it crashed head-on into the chest of the giant dragon on the right, sending it flying.
The last giant dragon opened its mouth to bite Marcus, its fangs flashing with a grim cold light in the sunlight.
Marcus reached out both hands, his left hand hooking the upper jaw and his right hand grabbing the lower jaw. With force from both arms, he tore outward, and the entire giant dragon was forcibly torn into two halves.
Just as Marcus tore that giant dragon into two halves and before he had time to let go, the three giant dragons he had knocked away roared and rushed back.
Casually discarding the two wriggling dragon halves trying to reassemble themselves, his figure flashed and he met them head-on once again.
On the other side, Milong pressed close and spat a mouthful of cyan flames onto the face of the giant dragon in front of it. The dragon scales rapidly charred and curled under the high temperature, and that giant dragon let out a miserable scream, its vertical pupils full of disbelief, its voice trembling: "This is impossible! How can you breathe fire!"
"Because you haven't obtained the recognition of the Dragon Soul." Milong's voice was cold and clear.
As the words fell, it raised its head in a dragon roar, and a thick bolt of lightning descended from the sky, striking fiercely onto that giant dragon's body.
Struck by the lightning, the giant dragon's body stiffened for a moment.
It shook its head, which was emitting blue smoke, and let out a hoarse sneer: "Even so, you can't kill me."
"That's not necessarily true." Milong lunged forward fiercely, its four dragon claws pinning the giant dragon's torso tightly. The huge impact caused the two dragons to fall dozens of meters from mid-air before stabilizing again.
It opened its mouth, and a powerful suction surged from deep within its throat, the giant dragon's energy pouring into its mouth like a breached dike.
"Impossible! You can actually devour me!" The giant dragon struggled frantically, its dragon tail violently lashing in the air, its four dragon claws desperately tearing at Milong's scales.
But Milong's claws were embedded in its flesh like nails, and no matter how it struggled, it couldn't break free.
As the Dragon Soul energy was continuously extracted, the magnitude of its struggle grew smaller and smaller, and the light in its vertical pupils gradually dimmed.
Seeing this scene, the other three giant dragons immediately gave up entangling with Marcus, turned their direction, and wanted to rush over to rescue.
Marcus's figure instantly appeared right in front of them, and all the energy within his body surged unreservedly toward the Aether Particle.
Dark red energy gushed out from his body, transforming into countless energy chains extending in all directions, weaving into a huge dark red prison above the clouds, trapping the three giant dragons along with himself within it.
The largest giant dragon slashed its claw against the energy wall, only stirring up a layer of ripples. Finding that it couldn't get out at all, it turned back and let out an angry roar at Marcus, while the other two also anxiously circled within the narrow prison.
Marcus hovered in the exact center of the prison, arms crossed, his gaze calmly sweeping over the three furious giant dragons, his tone flat: "Your opponent is me."
The three giant dragons let out earth-shaking roars simultaneously, lunging at Marcus from three directions.
There was no room for evasion in the narrow prison, nor did Marcus intend to evade.
Meeting them head-on, his fists and sharp claws collided frantically amidst the dark red light, shockwaves slamming against the energy wall layer after layer, and the entire prison trembled violently.
Outside, after Milong finished devouring all the energy of that giant dragon, the dragon body under its claws dissipated into the air like a candle flickering in the wind.
It raised its head, cyan light circulating in its vertical pupils, and the energy within its body was a bit more bountiful than before.
Without the slightest pause, it turned its body and flew toward Eve's direction.
Eve was entangling with the giant dragon trapped by her energy vortex.
The giant dragon's scales were covered with cracks torn out by the vortex, and dark green blood oozed from the gaps, but its offensive remained fierce.
Milong cut in from the flank, spitting a mouthful of cyan flames onto the giant dragon's back, burning its figure into a momentary stagnation.
Seizing this opportunity, Eve condensed two pink energy spears with both hands and stabbed them fiercely into the roots of the giant dragon's wings, pinning it in mid-air.
Milong flew forward, opened its mouth to bite the giant dragon's neck, and devoured its energy once again. Moments later, this giant dragon's body drifted away as well.
The two did not stop.
The two halves of the dragon body torn apart by Marcushad just reassembled and formed in the air, and before they had time to launch an attack, they were completely and swiftly dealt with by Milong and Eve cutting in from both sides simultaneously.
Milong swallowed the last trace of energy into its belly, and Eve withdrew her energy shield, hovering in mid-air while panting slightly.
Inside the prison, Marcus saw everything happening outside through the energy wall.
With one hand, he parried a giant dragon's claw strike, raised his other hand, and opened a slit in the side of the prison.
Seeing that opening, Milong immediately shrunk its body and drilled into it like a streak of cyan light.
The three giant dragons were already suppressed by Marcus to the point of breathlessness, and Milong's addition completely broke the balance.
Its lightning paralyzed their movements, and Marcus's heavy punches followed closely behind, shattering their defenses layer by layer.
Milong opened its mouth to bite one of them and began to devour its energy, while the other two wanted to rescue it but were firmly blocked by Marcus.
When the energy of the last giant dragon was swallowed into Milong's body, its dragon body also turned into nothingness.
Marcus waved his hand to dismiss the energy prison, and the dark red light dissipated into the air.
Milong changed back into the appearance of a small dragon, opened its mouth, and let out a loud hiccup.
It rubbed its round belly with its claws, its voice carrying a bit of laziness and satisfaction: "So full. Let me rest a bit."
Finishing speaking, its body shrunk a bit more, and it flew into Marcus's arms, gently held by him.
Marcus lowered his head to look at it, reaching out to gently pat its back.
Eve flew over from afar, looking at Milong's stuffed appearance, and couldn't help shaking her head, though the corners of her mouth curved up slightly.
Chapter 103 Exile, Captured Old Man! A Thousand-Meter Blue Dragon Descends Upon the Desert, Controlling Wind, Thunder, Clouds, and Rain
Marcus gently handed Milong, who was still rubbing its round belly in his arms, over to Eve. Milong let out a small burp and lazily waved its four short claws in the air before Eve steadily caught it.
"I will go deal with their true forms," Marcus said.
Holding Milong, Eve nodded and said, "Alright."
Marcus turned around, spreading his hearing across the entire Chicago area to lock onto the panicked, fleeing heartbeats one by one. He successively caught up to the remaining five Dragon hosts and neatly resolved them without any superfluous conversation.
Finally, he caught up to the old man who was attempting to hide in an abandoned factory, grabbing him by the back of the neck with one hand and lifting his entire body up. The old man grabbed Marcus's wrists with both hands, kicking his legs wildly in the air, and squeezed out intermittent pleas from his throat, "Don't… Don't kill me."
Marcus threw him onto the ground. The old man crashed heavily onto the dust-filled floor, and before he even had a chance to catch his breath, Marcus's voice came from above, "As long as you tell me if there are any other Dragon Soul hosts, I won't kill you."
The old man lying on the ground shuddered all over, propping himself up on the floor with his elbows and raising his head. Cold sweat poured down his forehead as he stammered incoherently, "I'll talk, I'll talk! Decades ago, an evil Dragon descended and destroyed countless villages. So the seven of us joined forces with a wizard to split the Seal of the evil Dragon into eight parts."
He swallowed hard, his voice trembling noticeably. "Right when the wizard was performing the Fusion of the Dragon souls, Lao Zhang—that is, the host of the largest Dragon you killed—ambushed the wizard and fused two portions of the Dragon souls. Therefore, there are only seven Dragon Soul hosts."
"Really?" Marcus's gaze fell on his face, his senses precisely capturing the rhythm of every heartbeat and the contraction of every pupil.
The old man knelt on the ground with a crying tone in his voice, raising his right hand as if swearing an oath, "Really! I am definitely not lying to you!"
Marcus confirmed that he showed no physiological traits of lying. He stepped forward, grabbed the old man by the back of the neck again, and flew out of the abandoned factory carrying him. The old man was dangled in the air, his scrawny body swaying in the wind, and his voice became sharp and distorted from fear, "You said it! If I told you, you wouldn't kill me!"
"Rest assured. I won't kill you." Marcus flew across a patch of blue ocean, stopping his momentum above a deserted island covered with coconut trees. "However, whether you can survive on this island is none of my business."
As his voice trailed off, he released his hand. The old man let out a long, miserable scream, plunging into the dense coconut forest in the center of the island. After snapping a few branches, he was caught by a patch of bushes, leaving a dusty figure lying flat in the foliage and panting heavily.
Marcus didn't spare him a second glance, turning around and flying back the way he came. High in the air, Eve was hovering at the edge of the clouds holding Milong. Seeing him return, she asked from afar, "How did it go?"
Marcus flew in front of her and reached out to gently take Milong from Eve's arms. Milong leaned limply against his chest, its four short claws resting on his arm.
Marcus gently rubbed Milong's round belly with his palm, saying in a calm tone, "All resolved."
Milong squinted its eyes comfortably, rubbed against his chest, and raised its head to ask, "Master, do I still need to go display my abilities next?"
"Of course you do. After all, you've absorbed five more Dragon souls." As Marcus spoke, he was already holding Milong and flying in the direction of the desert. Evefollowed closely by his side, pink energy flickering slightly beneath her feet.
The three of them landed deep within the desert. This area was carved out by Marcus when he was training Eve; hundreds of kilometers around were entirely forests transformed by Eve after her training, completely uninhabited.
Milong flew out of Marcus's arms and suspended itself in mid-air. Having its belly rubbed just moments ago, it had already recovered its spirits, its tail swaying gently behind it, carrying an eager anticipation in its tone. "Master, when do we start?"
"Let's start now." Marcus raised his hand to signal it to perform freely.
"Alright, Master!" Milong raised its head and let out a clear Dragon roar, its body suddenly expanding. The cyan Dragon body continuously grew larger above the sand dunes, skyrocketing from the thickness of an arm all the way to over a thousand meters long, casting a shadow that enveloped the entire sand dune.
Then, its Dragon tail gave a gentle flick in the clouds, and the originally clear blue sky of the desert instantly became overcast with dark clouds. Heavy thunderclouds gathered from all directions, blocking the scorching sun tightly.
The first bolt of lightning split the clouds, followed closely by the second and third. Dense lightning poured down like a rainstorm, blasting charred craters one after another on the sand dunes.
Torrential rain followed closely behind, the raindrops striking the sandy ground with a dense rustling sound. Before the rainwater could soak in, fierce winds whipped up the moist sand particles, turning into a heaven-covering sandstorm. The storm wrapped around the lightning and torrential rain, and under its will, the entire desert turned into an out-of-control natural disaster.
Marcus stood at the top of the sand dune, looking up at Milong high in the air flicking its Dragon tail once more, seemingly brewing another round of more violent celestial phenomena. He raised his hand, his voice piercing through the thunder and the storm. "Alright, withdraw your Divine Ability."
High in the air, Milong stopped swinging its tail. The thunderclouds dissipated like a receding tide, and the sandstorm lost its momentum, turning into fine sand all over the sky that fell rustling down, as sunlight sprinkled over the desert once more.
Its massive body descended from the clouds, causing the earth to tremble slightly when it landed on the sand dune. It lowered its head, bringing its huge Dragon head close to Marcus, its voice carrying a hint of expectation. "Master, how was it?"
Marcus nodded, his gaze sweeping over the charred sand pits blasted by the lightning and the gullies washed out by the torrential rain just now. "Not bad."
He stepped forward, reached out his palm to press against Milong's cool, smooth scales, and slowly moved along its massive body, feeling the density and hardness of the muscles beneath the scales.
After a moment, Marcus stopped his footsteps and looked up into Milong's vertical pupils that were looking at him expectantly. "Next is testing your physical strength."
Milong tilted its massive head, its vertical pupils reflecting the tiny figure on the sand dune. Its voice came from above, deep and low. "Master, how should we test my physical strength?"
Marcus looked at the thousand-meter-long Blue Dragonbefore him, the corners of his mouth curving up slightly. "Of course, by sparring with me."
Milong shook its gigantic Dragon head, its tail swaying slowly behind it, its tone carrying a hint of hesitation. "Is this a good idea, Master? After all, I've fused all the Dragon souls; right now, I am terrifyingly strong."
"You don't know my strength yet?" Marcus looked up at it, a trace of a smile in his tone.
Milong thought about it; what Master said was indeed correct. From the first day it was caught by Master from the kitchen until now, no matter what kind of enemy they encountered, Master had never lost. It nodded its massive head. "Alright. Master, I'm coming!"
Chapter 104: Desert Trial Sparring with Milong, Endless Amusing Events on the Return Journey from Shopping
As the voice fell, it raised a Dragon claw.
That claw blotted out the sky, every talon as thick as a millennium-old ancient tree, carrying a piercing sonic boom as it swung straight down at Marcus.
Marcus did not dodge, throwing a punch straight ahead.
The edge of the fist collided with the Dragon claw mid-air with a booming crash, the exploding loud noise shaking the entire desert, and the shock wave blew away sand dunes within a radius of several kilometers, the sand filling the sky rolling outward like a tsunami.
Marcus's figure flew backward dozens of steps in the air before stabilizing, and Milong's massive body was also shaken flying backward by this punch, smashing a long gully on the sandy ground.
Marcus stabilized his figure, shook his slightly numb right fist, and quickly evaluated in his heart that the power of this claw was at least above Level 5 ninety-one percent.
Exerting force with his feet, his figure rushed toward Milong like a cannonball.
Just as Milong stabilized its massive body and saw its master taking the initiative to attack, its Dragon tail swept fiercely across the sandy ground, carrying the sky full of sand and fiercely whipping toward Marcus.
Marcus did not dodge, raising his arms to hard-carry this blow.
The Dragon tail solid smashed onto him, and his entire person was slapped deep into the desert, exploding a deep pit with a diameter of tens of meters on the sandy ground.
Marcus stood up from the sand pit, patting off the sand on his shoulders, the power of this tail strike was at least above Level 5 ninety-seven percent.
"Master, are you alright!" Milong's anxious voice came from overhead.
Eve, watching the battle from afar, also shouted nervously: "Marcus, are you alright!"
"I am fine." Marcus waved his hand at them.
Before the words fell, his figure had disappeared from the sand pit, appearing the next instant on the side of Milong's massive body.
The purple energy within his body surged toward his right fist like a tide, and a dazzling purple light lit up on the edge of the fist.
He exerted force from his waist and abdomen, smashing this punch fiercely onto Milong's scales.
The crisp sound of scales shattering exploded over the desert, Milong let out a cry of pain, its massive body flying sideways, rolling several times on the sandy ground before stopping.
Milong twisted its massive body on the sandy ground, the scales where Marcus had smashed it were already shattered, dark green blood oozing from the cracks, its voice carrying obvious grievance and spoiled coquetting: "It hurts so much."
Marcus stopped his actions, flying in front of it.
The shattered scales were regrowing at an astonishing speed, the dark green blood being completely covered by the newborn scales in less than a second, not even a trace could be seen.
He stretched out a finger and gently knocked on that scale which was already as good as new: "Alright, it's fine. Your injuries have all recovered."
Milong stopped rolling, its massive body shrinking in the light, turning back into that arm-thick little Blue Dragon.
It flew and pounced into Marcus's arms, rubbing the place where it had just been hit with its paw, raising its head and saying aggrievedly: "Even if my injuries are healed, that hit from Master will still hurt."
Eve flew over from afar, landing beside Marcus.
With her hands on her hips, she looked up at Marcus, her tone carrying a bit of helplessness and reproach: "Even if she's a Dragon, she's a girl after all, and she's also your pet, yet you don't know how to go a bit lighter on the blows."
Marcus held the Milong in his arms, extending his left hand to gently stroke its head, his fingertips sliding all the way from the small horn on its head to the back of its neck, his tone carrying a rare bit of softness: "Alright, I was wrong. As an apology, I will take you shopping. You can buy whatever you want."
Milong's round eyes instantly lit up, its tail excitedly wrapping around Marcus's wrist several times: "Can I really buy anything?"
"That's right. But you have to turn into human form." Marcus nodded.
"No problem!" Milong flew out of his arms, a burst of azure light flashed, and the petite Dragon body lengthened and deformed in the light, transforming into that tall woman with waterfall-like black hair.
It stepped barefoot on the sandy ground, its smooth back glowing with a faint luster in the sunlight, completely unaware of what state it was in right now.
Marcus's hand still maintained the posture of holding it just now. After Milong transformed, his palm happened to press against a certain soft area.
Milong turned its head back, those clear eyes looking at it, seeming not to feel anything was wrong, even tilting its head and making a puzzled nasal sound.
Eve waved her hand aside, and the pink atomic energy instantly condensed into a well-tailored azure qipao on Milong's body, tightly covering it from the neck to the calves.
She stepped forward, her tone carrying a bit of helpless yet serious admonition: "Milong, you must not suddenly turn into human form in front of others."
Milong obediently nodded, responding with an okay.
It turned around, its voice full of excitement: "Master, let's go! Let's go buy things!"
Before the words fell, it had already turned into an azure stream of light, flying toward the direction of Chicago.
Marcus watched Milong fly away, turning around to face Eve.
He stepped forward one step, reaching out to gently embrace her waist, lowering his head and asking in her ear: "Have you recovered your body?"
Eve gave him a roll of her eyes, her cheeks slightly blushing, her tone carrying a bit of reproach, but still honestly replying: "Recovered. I'll accompany you tonight, alright."
Marcus lowered his head and gently kissed her lips, lingering for a moment before parting, his voice carrying a smile and anticipation: "Thank you for your hard work tonight."
Having said that, he took Eve's hand, exerted force with his feet, and the two soared into the air, chasing in the direction of Milong.
Next, the three strolled on the streets of Chicago for a long time.
Milong bought many things, among which the most were all kinds of fried rice, rice bowls, bento boxes, and a full bag of game cartridges and discs.
It walked on the street holding a shopping bag taller than itself, the head-turning rate extremely high, but it was completely unaware.
In the afternoon, the three pushed open the door and returned to the villa.
As soon as they entered the door, they saw Delta standing next to the dining table, holding a bowl in her hands, her mouth stuffed with food.
Her tail hung weakly behind her, only slightly lifting when she heard the sound of the door opening.
Milong put down the shopping bag, stepped forward and asked with concern: "Sister Delta, why aren't you sitting down to eat."
Delta swallowed the food in her mouth, reached out to rub her own tailbone, her voice carrying a bit of lingering soreness: "My butt still hurts a bit, I don't want to sit down."
Milong tilted its head, those clear eyes filled with confusion: "Sister Delta, why does your butt hurt?"
Delta opened her mouth and was about to answer when Marcus already took a stride forward, reached out to press Delta's shoulders, and spoke to Milong a step ahead: "You go put the things away first. We are getting ready to eat."
Milong blinked its eyes, although it still didn't understand, it still obediently nodded: "Oh."
It hugged that pile of shopping bags taller than itself and turned to walk upstairs.
Marcus watched Milong disappear around the stair corner before turning to Delta, lowering his voice and saying: "Don't say just anything."
Delta poked the meat in the bowl with a fork, gently flicked her tail behind her, and obediently nodded: "Got it, Boss."