Thornspike Flowers were common ornamental flowers in the Primal Universe, brilliantly colored yet covered in fine thorns, with mildly hallucinogenic toxins. Jiang Fang and Yao Rao had come to the Third Battlefield under the aliases Clear Ripple and Xiao, joining the Thornspike Squad over five hundred years ago. Their captain, Mo Lan, was a foxkin of the Human Race, proficient in the Laws of Wood. She was a relatively powerful Immortal military lord and also skilled in illusions, capable even of holding her own against Marquis-Rank experts.
"The Third Battlefield is close to the mechanical race. It's mostly those iron lumps, which is just too unfair for Captain and Qing Ling!"
Having just divided the spoils, the group sat around in the resting cabin to recover. Ailin, the winged Human Race woman, wiped the wings behind her back as she pouted and complained. "Can't be helped. That's just how battlefield assignments work."
Her gentle voice carried a trace of allure. Mo Lan reclined against the sofa, holding a glass of red drink. "We were lucky to have Clear Ripple and Xiao this time. If they hadn't broken through the Mechanical Fortress, forget you all—even I would have lost a layer of skin."
"Captain, forget shedding skin. If your tail sheds, can you save it for me as a keepsake?"
Hearing Yao Rao's words, Jiang Fang quickly shifted farther away, an unpleasant image arising in her mind. "You little brat! Either you're staring at my tail or touching Ailin's wings. What exactly is inside that head of yours?"
The ever-gentle Mo Lan finally could not hold back. She sat on Yao Rao's stomach and started tickling her. Only sisters who knew her well understood that this was the captain's true nature. As for Iron Girl of the Warhammer Race and Terranti