I Slept with Him

The night was deep, and the azure starlight fell to earth.

Leituo, the elder among the three extraterrestrials who used spatial powers, shed blood on the ground.

Phoenix Flame scorched his body, a gruesome wound nearly severing him in two. A wondrous spatial ability forcibly glued his body back together, but the previous battle and the current healing had almost completely exhausted his strength, leaving him utterly drained.

Leituo lay on the ground, his face filled with resentment.

"How... how is this possible..."

Flame fell to the ground, and two phoenix wings stretched out brilliantly behind them, the light dispelling the darkness. Phoenix King Malegith, holding the Undying King's Halberd, slowly walked towards him.

How did you know...?

Leituo gathered his strength while asking questions, partly as a delaying tactic and partly out of genuine resentment.

Spatial abilities are almost the most cheating abilities, especially since he has immersed himself in this field for nearly a hundred years and has once observed and pondered the great creation that devours and distorts everything, comprehending and verifying the laws from it. He can almost break through space and travel at will. Such an ability is the best skill for flying a kite. No matter how fast the enemy is, there is nothing he can do. Even if a flying dragon is riding on his face, he will not lose.

That's what he used to think.

Even with the Phoenix King's unparalleled speed, it wasn't fast enough to detect spatial teleportation.

However, just now, the opponent accurately predicted his landing point and made a directional maneuver in advance. The moment he folded space to escape, the opponent caught up and swung down with a halberd.

After struggling for most of the night, he finally succumbed to the elf's clutches.

But he was not willing to give up.

How did you know?

Malegith fought him for half the night, exchanging insults as they fought. Gradually, her tongue became more fluent, but the price was that Leituo, the Celestial, not only had to fight a powerful enemy but also endure his extremely foul and offensive verbal abuse.

The Phoenix King said, "Probability and statistics, human behavior, human psychology, simple geometry—Heart Leaf, you probably don't understand these things, do you? Knowledge is power."

--Who would understand this?

Leituo even wanted to return the favor by saying those words to the other party.

"However... hundreds of years have passed, and you have indeed made great progress, or rather..." The Phoenix King stopped, a hint of pain in his voice, "I have been sealed away... for far too long."

After she finished speaking, she coughed up a mouthful of blood, which splattered on the ground and burst into flames.

His body swayed as well.

She took a few breaths and sneered, "How ironic. If the three of you had joined forces, I definitely wouldn't have survived. Even your last-ditch effort inflicted severe injuries on me. It's a pity your two companions were too foolish and cowardly to flee in disarray. If they had even a little bit of foresight and had stayed back to observe the battle, they could be reaping the rewards now..."

After saying that, she coughed up two more mouthfuls of blood, looking extremely weak, clearly suffering from severe injuries.

Upon hearing this, Leituo was filled with anger and resentment. Those two bastards had actually been frightened away by an elf who had only recently escaped—what a disgrace! He wondered how badly she was injured...

Just then, the Phoenix King staggered a few steps, almost losing his footing, and gasped for breath. "Damn it, I've used up too much of my power..."

--Damn it, she doesn't look much better than me. Hurry up, my power! Let's gather a little more strength. Should I escape immediately, or create a dimensional rift...?

The Phoenix King's body was supported by the Undying King's Halberd, and for a moment he didn't even have the strength to speak.

Leituo suppressed his injuries with all his might and devoted his strength to seizing that sliver of opportunity. He didn't even have the mind to speak again—perhaps the seal on his opponent wasn't completely lifted, or perhaps once he had accumulated a bit of power, he could turn the tide and take the initiative!

"... Damn, how cowardly are you guys?"

And then that sound was heard.

His voice was full of energy, but he sighed, and his sigh carried a sense of regret.

"When will I be able to experience the joy of fishing? It's not like what those online articles describe..."

He opened his eyes in astonishment and saw the Phoenix King straighten up, kick a rock that hit him squarely on the forehead, sending him tumbling through the air. "You shameless wretch, what are you thinking about?"

Leituo fell to the ground, and the last bit of strength he had managed to muster vanished without a trace. He rolled a few times, and a blazing halberd grazed his neck and embedded itself in the ground.

"... Oh."

Knowing he would have no chance of survival once he fell into their hands, Leituo remained remarkably composed. He stared at the other man, or rather, at the mask on his face, and sneered, "Go ahead and do it."

The Phoenix King asked, "Who are you here for this time?"

Leituo closed his eyes, snorted, and remained silent.

The Phoenix King pondered for a moment, then said, "If you don't talk, I will torture you."

Leituo remained silent, his resolve unwavering.

Malegith continued, "I'll give you a powerful drug, cast a charm and enhancement spell on you, lock you in an iron cage, and put a few large wolfhounds in there."

Leituo suddenly opened his eyes, his eyebrows twitching violently.

"Send out a few more orcs."

"Give me some goblins too."

"We also need minotaurs."

"Snakes, spiders, octopuses, hippos, elephants..."

Leituo couldn't hold back any longer and roared, "You are the Phoenix King, the Lord of the Elves, the Emperor of the Twilight Moon, and a wise and virtuous ruler in the lower realms. I never imagined you would be so twisted, vicious, and utterly disgusting! Is this the torture and amusement you indulged in during your reign? You are even more repulsive Meifeite!"

"Fuck your second grandmother's big flowery ass!"

The Phoenix King kicked Leituo away, then chased after him and stomped on his head, shoving it into the ground. "When I was queen, I was virtuous and pure, a beautiful spirit. The reason I've become like this is all your fault, you bastards—at least mainly!"

Leituo, wracked with pain, became even more resolute. He sneered, "I'm in your hands, so there's nothing to say. Kill me if you want. If you want to torture me to force me to talk, then I have to tell you something—after analyzing numerous cases, we've concluded that when torture inflicts irreversible damage on a target, their will to resist reaches its peak, becoming virtually unshakeable..."

He said in a grim tone, "And don't even think about it. I'm trapped in your hands, but as a spatial ability user, ending my own life is far too easy for me..."

Malegith said calmly, "Is that so?"

Believe it or not, it's up to you.

Leituo stared at the other man. "Even if we escape, how long will we be free? If we don't return soon, the higher-ups will surely react. The disappearance of all three envoys is no longer a simple threat. How many more will come next? Ten? Twenty? Will there be others? Can you, all of you together, kill all ten or twenty envoys from the upper realm? If you do, guess how many more will come?"

His tone turned sinister and menacing as he said this, "Even if you all escape, do you think you'll win? Hundreds of years! You've wasted hundreds of years, while we've gained hundreds more..."

"Even someone as insignificant as me, who only has the chance to stay far away for three days every hundred years, has made such progress. How much more so for those adults who are constantly advancing towards the core—"

"Phoenix King, times have changed. Do you think that sealing you away on that island and ignoring you means we can't do anything to you? No, those powerful figures who could have completely annihilated you simply couldn't be bothered to waste their precious time on you mud-bloods... You understand? It's been hundreds of years."

Knowing he was doomed, Leituo did not beg for mercy, but he still wanted to give his enemy, who was about to kill him, a sufficient blow and shock, to make her hesitate, to make her uneasy, and to make her live in fear.

He was also confident that he could instill fear in the other person with just a few words.

Because she knew, she knew what kind of enemy she was facing.

"Oh ho."

But that was all the response I received.

Although he couldn't see the other person's facial expression, he could still sense the calm beneath the playful words. It wasn't ignorance, nor was it a lack of awareness of the opponent's strength.

Instead, they remained hopeful even when fully informed.

--but why?

"I must say, you old bastard, you're a man on his deathbed, and your words are wise. There's one thing I really agree with: times have changed."

The Phoenix King said calmly, "It doesn't matter if you refuse to confess. You want to commit suicide? Forget it. I won't torture you. But you will still confess what we want to know. There's someone who really wants to see you."

Leituo sensed something ominous from her calm tone.

"... who?"

The Phoenix King bent down slightly, and the mask on his face, illuminated by the firelight, had a slightly terrifying quality.

Especially in conjunction with what she said.

"The Fire Thief," she smiled, "The new Fire Thief will love this gift."

Leituo's pupils suddenly contracted.

He even froze for a moment.

The next moment, this tough old man, who had faced death without fear and was unafraid of torture, revealed utter terror. He struggled violently and even screamed like a shrew, "This can't be! You're lying to me! You must be lying to me, right! The lineage of the Fire Thief has been broken! There won't be any new ones!"

"Stop howling, and you might not believe it..."

A hint of amusement crept into Malegith's voice. "The new Fire Thief... I slept with him."

She raised her halberd and knocked Leituo unconscious. The Flame solidified and formed a chain of thorns, binding his body and soul.

Then he straightened up and stretched. "Two more, so... pfft!"

She almost choked.

He turned around blankly, looking in two directions. "Why are they all dead? What happened?"

"Besides..."

A cold wind blows from afar, moonlight falls from the sky, the tundra is cold and desolate, devoid of any life.

Leituo lay unconscious at his feet, while the Phoenix King, who had been chasing and fighting all night, looked around blankly.

"Where the hell am I?"

Two or three hours later, as dusk settled, the area around Valentan was silent. Further away, scouts continued their work in the darkness, lighting beacon fires or setting up sentry posts.

In the region between Valentan and the north, and between Danfeng Lucerne, along the route marked by Goth's occupation, giant eagles soar through the dark sky, patrolling the region.

Suddenly, a sharp eagle's cry rang out.

Then, the enormous creature flapped its wings and swooped down, crashing towards the earth.

On the rugged foothills, her figure, still as upright as a snow-capped mountain, struggled forward. A chilling sword aura emanated from her, as sharp as ice. Her face was deathly pale, but her eyes remained sharp.

The giant eagle landed a short distance away, immediately letting out an uneasy cry. Cassandra jumped down, holding a short spear and a long sword, carefully protecting herself, and tentatively asked, "Who are you?"

"Giant Eagle..."

The figure in the darkness swayed, straining to see clearly Cassandra's distinctive features. "Bayero People, giant eagle... You are Cassandra, the falconer... a subordinate of the Crimson Queen..."

"It's me!"

Seemingly friendly rather than hostile, Cassandra slowly approached. "Who are you...?"

"Hilmeria-Teldrassil..." the other person said with difficulty, "Kang De... take me to see Kang De..."

After saying that, her body went limp and she collapsed to the ground.

Cassandra instinctively rushed over to support her. Teldrassil was renowned, but it took her three seconds to realize who Hilmeria was.

The falconer's expression immediately changed. "The Sword Saint Cascading Snow?"

War creates heroes, and she had heard of his exploits on the Goth battlefield.

For the Bayero People, who had lost their kingdom, those who had killed elves were all good friends.

"Elder sister!"

Light cavalry galloped across the ground as Alexios led his entourage. Upon seeing the scene ahead, the siblings, as if by unspoken agreement, immediately raised their hands to order their men to halt, and then trotted over alone.

"Who is she?"

Cassandra was examining the Sword Saint Cascading Snow's injuries. The opponent's body was extremely strong, but clearly, another powerful force was raging within her, an injury that could not be treated by field medics.

Hearing her brother's question, she replied solemnly, "The Sword Saint Cascading Snow."

Alexios was startled, then suddenly realized that the siblings, both rare talents among the Bayero People, immediately understood the key point. "... Could the situation in the Goth campaign have changed?"

"I don't know... but it's definitely not a good thing!"

Cassandra immediately said, "I'm taking her back to Valentan. You lead your men and continue your patrols. Keep this a secret; don't let anyone know—especially the elves! Be careful!"

The younger brother replied, "Yes!"

He paused for a moment, then said softly, "Sister, is Goth going to fight the elves again? What if..."

The Bayero People were wiped out by the elves, and the rebels were scattered across the continent, harboring deep resentment. Previously, Kang De had annihilated five legions in a single blow, and the siblings regarded him as a natural ally and a powerful ally. Later, when news of peace talks spread, they not only lost heart but were also wavering... and then this happened.

"Don't overthink it!" Cassandra said sternly. "The Bayero People of today are no longer in a position to resort to underhanded tactics—this concerns Goth's affairs, so this message must be relayed back!"

Alexios watched his sister ascend into the sky, the giant eagle soaring back towards Valentan.

As dawn approached, Kang De was awakened from his sleep by Hong San. He got up, put on his clothes, and A Xing, who was sleeping on the other side of the room, woke up even earlier. The two of them were led to a room by Hong San, where Cassandra was already waiting. Lying on the bed was a valiant woman with a cold face and towering snow-capped mountains, exuding a chilling aura.

Kang De's heart skipped a beat. "Who is she?"

Hong San's expression was solemn. "The Sword Saint Cascading Snow."

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PS1: Ugh, still a headache, I think I'm catching a cold. I drank hot water all day and sweated a lot. I'm sleepy and hot... Time to sleep, goodnight.

PS2: Ah, and Happy National Day! The female soldiers are so beautiful, and the timber trucks are huge! It's a pity I didn't see the drone swarm... Speaking of which, our generation has witnessed the country's transformation from backwardness to rejuvenation, and will witness the country's transformation from rejuvenation to prosperity. Such an experience is truly honorable and wonderful. Looking at the history of various countries, only a few generations have been able to experience such changes. It's really great.