Solon deliberately wiped his lips with the back of his hand, wearing a shameless grin.
"Clearly inexperienced, but... you're so~ drenched~. I like it."
Provoked by his teasing, Phantylia's chest heaved violently, her anger visibly reaching its boiling point.
"Disrespectful! Shameless bastard!"
She nearly gritted her teeth to dust.
Phantylia was furious not only at Solon's insolence but also at the intense, unfamiliar reactions his touch had sparked in her body. This loss of control terrified her, and she redirected all that rage toward him.
Hearing her scolding, Solon smirked.
"Disrespectful? Shameless? Can't handle even this much?"
Without giving her a chance to retort, he lunged forward, shoving her to the ground before she could react.
"Stop! What do you think you're doing?!" Phantylia gasped.
"What does it look like?!"
Solon loomed over her, his predatory gaze pinning her in place. His overwhelming presence left her momentarily speechless.
Soon, the barren planet trembled as if struck by a meteor shower, quaking violently without end.
BOOM—!
The quakes lasted a long time before finally subsiding...
Once the storm passed and reason returned, Phantylia reverted to her usual self—the venomous villainess who had plunged countless worlds into chaos.
Without a shred of shame, she dressed herself with elegant, seductive movements, fully aware of Solon's appreciative gaze.
Watching her, Solon's fingers twitched with barely restrained desire, itching to drag her into another three hundred rounds.
The Phantylia before him now had shed all traces of innocence, ripening into a luscious fruit ready for the picking.
"Now that you've received my... sincerity, I should take my leave," Phantylia said, waving at Solon.
"Don't worry," Solon replied, his expression cryptic. "I'll keep my promise—but only to you."
The wicked woman instantly understood his implication and responded with a sultry wink.
"See you later, handsome~!"
That was the guarantee she wanted.
As for her two colleagues? Pfft—who cared? If they were unhappy, they could go sell themselves!
The moment Phantylia left, Solon's lecherous grin vanished, replaced by icy detachment.
A physical fling? Ha—meaningless.
Anyone who stood in his way would die, let alone some one-night stand.
[Devourer of Suns] — Renowned for effortlessly consuming stars, he stood as the strongest among the Destruction Monarchs, surpassing even Blazing Wind. A fervent devotee of Nanook's power, he swallowed stars both to flaunt his might and to sustain his ravenous body.
But the prolonged stalemate had left him starved.
Unable to endure, he abandoned his ambush zone to hunt for "meals" in nearby star systems—a reckless move he'd never have dared earlier.
Yet as time wore on, his vigilance waned.
When you appeared before him, his first instinct wasn't to call for backup but to charge at you with maddened laughter.
"You dare challenge me first? I am the strongest!"
Morphing into his true form—a stellar-scale beast—he unleashed a black-hole-like suction from his maw.
You stood unfazed. Behind you, a golden colossus materialized, blotting out the cosmos, and smacked the beast with one palm.
BOOM! The impact reverberated across the universe.
The Devourer sobered instantly, his arrogance shattered. Planet-sized teeth flew from his mouth as he desperately signaled his allies:
"HELP!!"
Soon, [Mirrorbreaker] arrived—creator of the Antimatter Legion, a zealot who delighted in butchering advanced civilizations and twisting their remains into Warp Trotters and Voidrangers.
But two Abundance Emanators from the Xianzhou intercepted him. This was a meticulously planned ambush.
Scanning the battlefield, you noted with relief that the other three scheming Monarchs had honored their pact to stay out—just as promised. You pocketed the emergency beacon.
Dealing with the intelligent ones was easier. They'd chosen wisely to remain neutral.
Had they betrayed you, you'd have activated the beacon and summoned Xianzhou reinforcements—but that would've cost you a political favor. And your favors came expensive.
Fortunately, the selfish schemers kept their word.
With the situation secured, you unleashed the golden colossus' full fury upon the Devourer.
ORA! ORA! ORA!
Fists the size of planets rained down, reducing the beast's scales to tatters. Blood gushed like a pomegranate burst, his fangs long gone.
For the final blow—
You channeled boundless golden light, the hallmark of unleashed Imaginary energy. The colossus retracted its fist, then launched it forward.
The resulting gravitational vortex warped entire star systems into conical spirals, all converging at the fist's apex.
CRACK!
The Devourer's skull caved in, his agonized howl echoing through the cosmos before silence claimed him.
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