Mythology Rebooted
Chapter 608 - 256: I am the Superman_2

Chapter 608: Chapter 256: I am the Superman_2

Saina’s expression soured, her thoughts dissipating.

She stripped off her robe and undid several constraints before transforming into a Giant Dragon in the middle of the plaza.

The Giant Dragon was a deep ink green, its scales resembling carved jade, appearing delicate and elegant from afar, while exuding a strong sense of power up close with its sharp fangs and claws and the slowly spreading majesty of its dragon aura, which perfectly fused the greatness of life with the mystery of nature.

That was the past, however; now it was no longer possible.

Both life and nature now revealed a pallor; the Green Dragon was not pure. Setting aside her beautiful exterior, her insides were a tangled mess of writhing tendrils.

Wayne leaped onto the Green Dragon’s back as it tried to struggle, but it restrained itself.

Taming a dragon was no easy task. Veronica liked Wayne so much, yet still resisted in her dreams. If Wayne hadn’t tainted Saina, he would never have been able to ride her in his lifetime.

Wayne rode the Giant Dragon, practicing a few anticipated combination techniques. The special effects were great; the practical effects, mediocre.

The size discrepancy between the Dragon Knight and the Giant Dragon meant that combining the two did not create an effect greater than the sum of their parts.

On the contrary, both Wayne’s agility and the Green Dragon’s mobility were hindered.

It was not as good as riding a horse.

Wayne didn’t care; he simply wanted to be a Dragon Knight!

He stood on the Green Dragon’s back, raising the Elemental Mantra aloft, sculpting Elemental Greatswords in the air. The Life Armor shone, clothing the Green Dragon beneath him in a layer of white Armor of equivalent material.

Saina received an Epic Level enhancement, her physical vitality further invigorated, with the added ability to learn and mimic, barely a few breaths passed before she absorbed the Divine Power from the white Armor, permanently retaining a part of it within herself.

Delicious!

Two hours later, Wayne finished the combination practice. Saina donned a bodysuit made of Drake Scales, its smooth curves elegant and fluid, causing Wayne to take a few extra glances.

Saina’s eyelid twitched; this was exactly the situation she had been dreading. If faith extended its tentacles to her, would she submit or would she submit?

"You can resist, you know!"

"..."

"Sorry, I was thinking of something else just now, didn’t mean to ignore you."

Wayne cleared his throat gently with a fist to his mouth and stopped her as the bodysuit changed into other clothing, namely a very old-fashioned long dress and undergarments.

"That won’t do, your figure is so good, and yet your taste is so poor..."

Wayne stepped forward and said, "As a fashion designer, I just can’t stand it anymore. Listen to me, you should dress like this from now on."

Wayne sent her a zipped file telepathically, containing the new fashion designs he had summarized while studying Mona. According to Hefei, they were too avant-garde for the public to accept.

Wearing such clothes in public would result in a fine from the police.

Saina clicked on the zipped file to unzip it, but turned her head away after one glance. It was beautiful, but also very shameful, better to die than to wear it.

"Enough talk, change into it now!"

After half an hour of fussing, Saina tightened the robe around her. The new clothes were uncomfortable, but she didn’t dare to change back, praying that Wayne would quickly return to Lundan; she would go mad if this continued.

"You’ve already gone mad once; it was I who put your thoughts back together."

Couldn’t he stop reading her thoughts? What about the promise of privacy?

"I’ll try."

Wayne was extremely pleased and praised, "You have a great figure. It would be a waste not to return to Lundan with me to be a model. Why don’t you consider it? Give up your position as Divine Oracle High Priestess and be my full-time secretary from now on."

Saina turned her head to look aside, saying nothing, thinking nothing, letting faith figure it out for itself.

"So you agree."

"I do not, I didn’t..."

"Tsk, not loyal at all."

Wayne stopped in time, refraining from further conditioning for fear of raising her threshold and diminishing future pleasures. He was happy with the current situation and hoped Saina would strive to maintain it and not give up in despair.

Wayne did not exit his Naturalist Knight state and took out the incomplete Philosopher’s Stone to examine.

"This Philosopher’s Stone is a failed product, its interior is the Misty Hidden Forest condensed with darkness and death; we can unfold its inner world or directly enter..."

Saina took the initiative to explain: "A finished Philosopher’s Stone is said to have no internal world, just a blood-red crystal stone. The one in your hands preserves the accomplishments of the Legendary Mage’s life, only a solidified Life Force Field."

"Entering the Misty Hidden Forest with this stone allows one to reach its core, directly confronting darkness and death, but few people do so, as it is too..."

Saina stopped mid-sentence; others might not, but Wayne could.

Wayne, embodying both darkness and death, possessing this stone was like returning property to its rightful owner.

For a moment, Saina couldn’t help but suspect that Wayne’s desire for the Misty Hidden Forest was purely for the power of darkness and death, to enhance his own knightly abilities.

"Don’t judge me by your moral standards; I’m very kind..."

Wayne hummed, taking Saina with him into the Misty Hidden Forest.

...

Crunch, crunch!

Wayne treaded on brittle branches and leaves, his strong Naturalist Knight life breath incongruous in this forest steeped in darkness and death. Under the influence of his powerful energy, the surrounding forest slowly exuded signs of rebirth.

Saina was extremely envious. Switching faith was not easily adaptable; she acknowledged Wayne as her master but still held reverence for the Nature Goddess. Seeing a living Naturalist Knight before her eyes, she couldn’t help but feel a surge of admiration.

This admiration far surpassed her respect for Mula.

...

With a pout, Saina realized that after all that admiration, it was still a blind worship of faith. She couldn’t refuse Wayne; she was probably doomed.