Wow! The item-dropping rate is really high!-Chapter 682 - 510 ’Moths to the Flame

In a profound darkness, Garuda felt as if his body were floating in the clouds and, at the same time, as if he were in the fiery depths of hell.

Gentle touches on his body made him feel as though he was ensnared in a tingling sensation, as if vibrations from the depths of his soul were constantly striking his senses, threatening to take him to a paradisiacal ecstasy.

Uncontrollable moans slipped unconsciously from his lips as his entire being, from physical flesh to spiritual body, and even soul, fell into an inescapable depth of intense pleasure.

They, the Elf Race, were sensitive from body to soul and easily corrupted.

Any slight external stimulus could bring them the most direct sensations to their hearts.

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Yet a clear spirit at the very core of his soul always kept him marginally aware of his situation.

He vividly remembered where he came from... he and his kin had come to Blackwater City, where humans dwell, and before finalizing a cooperation, several simple contests were to be held, and he was participating in the last competition—

Entering high-dimensional space to hunt demons!

Yes, he was hunting demons!

And this was certainly not the time for such pleasures.

Not to mention the current debaucheries, which were clearly traps woven by those cunning demons.

The beginning of decadence always started with indulgence.

This was the most preferred trick of that bastard, the lifelong enemy of all the Elf Race.

And it was this awareness that made him feel as though he was plummeting into an abyss!

Dangers surrounded him everywhere.

However, the more critical the moment, the more sensitive his entire being became, down to the depths of his soul.

'I must leave!'

'I must escape this situation!'

'No! I can't leave! If I return to the material world, I will bring this calamity upon my people.'

Whether from a mind weakened by pleasure or a logical decision, Garuda felt he shouldn't return with his current state of degradation.

If his soul were truly and completely corrupted, then his flesh in the real world would become a channel for high-dimensional demons to invade the material realm.

The others outside were still unaware of what had happened! Or perhaps they were unwilling to give up on him?

So at the very least... I should do something!

…

Yue Ying, carrying Bai E's spiritual body, ascended from the material world with that spark of his kin's spiritual body to the high-dimensional space. The clan's air mechanism, which he had actively connected with, was already slowly transmitting the sensations he felt directly to himself.

A hazy confusion was causing Yue Ying's consciousness to momentarily slacken.

Her gaze grew slightly hazy, feeling as if everything before her eyes was veiled in a thin, gossamer mist, becoming ambiguous and blurred.

All sounds, shadows, dialogues, and the figures close at hand seemed to quietly drift away from her perception, maintaining an elusive sense of presence.

Yue Ying began to feel some restless stirring within her body...

She tried to say something to dispel the strange sensations she was experiencing at the moment.

So she softly asked, "Why did you come back on your own?"

However, the reply in her ears had already become both a distant echo from the horizon and a whisper murmuring close by.

The strong masculine scent mixed within the warmth struck her especially sensitive pointed ears, and the intense urge she had once felt almost immediately surged from the deepest part of her heart, instantly overpowering all her senses.

Wave after wave of sensitive stimuli swept over her entire being, and her will, in its last moments of consciousness, traced back to her kinsmen's spiritual light and "like a moth to the flame" toward that firelight.

'I still overestimated my resistance to "desire"...'

This was the last lucid thought that flickered through Yue Ying's mind.

And then... the world plunged into a rosy veil.

...

The expression on Bai E's face, as his spiritual body appeared in the high-dimensional space, was slightly odd.

The originally elegant mermaid-like spiritual body that was holding hands with him had, at some point, clung to his body tightly like an octopus.

The perception of a spiritual body wasn't much different from that of a physical one; otherwise, self-awareness would diverge greatly during the "ascension."

And now, the icy cool yet inwardly warm body, akin to a piece of jade just removed from one's chest, clung tightly to his own. The sensations of every curve and contour transmitted clearly from every sensory part of the body. The other entity's caressing, up and down his body, provided an intimacy between spiritual bodies that was even more direct to the soul than physical contact in the material world.

The small hand that had been interlaced with his fingers still maintained the same closeness, yet, in an unconscious state, it gently rubbed against his palm like a pitiful little beast pleading for a favor.

When Bai E looked down, he could only see Yue Ying's exceptionally beautiful face looking up at him, her spiritual visage almost identical to her physical one yet with an added ethereal delicacy.

And at this moment, that lovely face was clouded with desire; her eyes watery, her soft lips slightly parted, seemingly inviting a more intimate next step...

Under such absolute stimulation, even Bai E couldn't help but be moved; the battle spirit he held was instantaneously extinguished under this soul-piercing thrill.

Perhaps sensing Bai E's gaze, Yue Ying exerted a bit of strength and pushed her body upward, her tender lips instantly pressing against Bai E's, which were only inches away...

The union of spiritual bodies is far more soul-reaching than physical contact, producing a thrill and pleasure far exceeding that of ordinary touch.

Caught off guard by this sudden encounter, Bai E's brain exploded with a "bang," and he felt nothing but an empty whiteness.

Not only was the close encounter stimulating, but the surrounding atmosphere also became incredibly intimate in an instant.

However, a cursory glance revealed a warning: the spiritual body, already tightly bound by several bloody thorn tendrils reaching out from the darkness of the void, reminded everyone that they were still in absolute peril.

Under the constriction of those tendrils from the void, the spiritual body symbolizing the Elf Race contestant was visibly dimming at a pace discernible to the naked eye, soon to be fully assimilated as a being of the high-dimensional space.

If no changes were made, this spiritual body of the Elf Race contestant would become the plaything of a desire-based demon, and the physical body in the material world, tightly connected to it, would also become a high-dimensional conduit for the swarming desire-based demon.