Corrupted Legion

Barney's screams abruptly stopped, then immediately turned into a heart-wrenching wail. "Aaaaaah!! My ears! My ears!!!" He stretched out his hands, forcefully covering his left ear—which was now empty, with only dripping blood seeping from between his fingers, a gruesome sight. "Let's go, Shana, we've seen enough of this farce." Rod walked to the four people beside him without turning back, speaking softly. Before the stunned red-haired mercenary could even respond, he turned and left. What a pity, such a golden opportunity to nip a dangerous element in the bud amidst the chaos… but it still failed. However… there will always be another opportunity. Rod Yanli, whose face was as cold as a celestial being, curled her lips into a slight smile. As the guild leader of Starlight Guild, the strongest guild in the online game "Dragon Soul Continent," he had inexplicably transmigrated to the Dragon Soul Continent, a world that should have belonged only to the game. However, his rich experience and understanding of the game allowed him to thrive in this continent, gaining unimaginable benefits. Rod looked disdainfully at Barney, who was still groaning. His once handsome, square face was now extremely ugly due to the pain after Rod had shaved off one of his ears. How could Rod possibly regard such a narrow-minded, petty clown? With a half-closed eye and a smile, Rhode's mind held the secrets to over 90% of the bosses on Dragon Soul Continent, strategies for breaking through epic quests, the locations and acquisition methods of all artifacts and sub-artifacts, and even the rise and fall of nations and the threads of history. Rhode knew this more clearly than any wise man or prophet in the world. He knew that before long, the seemingly prosperous and thriving Kingdom of Light would face the onslaught and attack of countless undead led by the Dark Dragon. Rhode remembered how, when countless undead broke through the easily defeated army of the Council of Light, the Duke of Moon, a vassal state of the Kingdom of Light, had seen the radiant Grand Duchess of Moon—Lydia Pafield Mira Franlica—fight to her death against numerous powerful undead. This greatest regret of Rhode's in the online game "Dragon Soul Continent," though he didn't know why he had returned to the past, he, Rhode, would never let it happen again. Those idiotic, corrupt Council of Light who stood by and watched their nation decay—he would make them pay a price more terrifying than death! (But... my level is still too slow...) Rhodes couldn't help but sigh. He was absolutely confident that given time, he could definitely become one of the strongest on this continent. However, right now, he lacked both time and experience points. Obtaining many powerful abilities and artifacts was fraught with danger. Although Rhodes knew the method to acquire them with 100% certainty, he couldn't avoid its absolute limitation: level, level, and more level! Rhodes' current level was around 25, while at his peak, he was at the player's maximum level—level 80. As the number one player in online games, Rhodes looked at the many powerful skills that were grayed out on his game interface with a grim face. These skills were enough for Rhodes to challenge opponents of higher levels, but... they all required level and experience points to unlock. (No, haste makes waste... I'm too impatient...) With his thin lips pursed, Rhodes' beautiful face showed a mixture of composure and dismay. In just a few months, he had gone from a level 1 body to his current level of martial arts and achievements. Rhodes' amazing performance was so impressive that even the most discerning master couldn't find a single flaw in him. Rhodes himself was well aware of this. With a sigh, Rhode began to consider a few mid-level bosses that he could barely defeat with his current abilities. He abandoned all unrealistic fantasies and decided to lay a solid foundation step by step. After instructing Marlene and the others on some trivial matters concerning the Starlight Mercenary Group, Rhode headed towards the Mercenary Association not far away. It was time to select some tasks that pushed the newly formed Starlight Mercenary
Group to its limits. Rhode believed that as long as he trained them with iron and blood, these fledglings and rookies would soon become his capable assistants! ********** ... "Sigh..." Even knowing this was to be expected, Rhodes couldn't help but sigh with a touch of disappointment, like a peerless hunter with dragon-slaying skills only to find his prey consisted of two or three rabbits. But Rhodes didn't notice that as he sighed, the eyes of the seemingly honest and stern-faced old Hank, who had been smiling nearby, suddenly flickered. A fleeting gray aura pierced through his back, and then the old Hank's憨厚 smile turned extremely serious. He spoke in a heavy, sacred, and authoritative tone: "A mercenary with considerable strength, are you also suffering for the impending hardship of this country?" "Uh...?" Hearing this seemingly nonsensical question, Rhodes was instantly surprised. However, his extensive knowledge of the "Dragon Soul Continent" quickly cleared his mind, leading to an answer that both shocked and delighted him. He couldn't help but let out a low growl. "This...this is the nine-star quest 'Ode to Light'!?" Despite hearing Rhodes's low growl, Old Hank seemed completely oblivious, his expression growing increasingly devout. He clasped his right hand to his chest, performing the ancient ritual of bowing to one of the Five Creation Dragons—the Dragon of Light. His already aged voice carried an increasingly sacred meaning as he gazed at Rhodes and said, "Young hero, do you have the resolve to serve the Dragon of Light, even at the cost of your life and soul?" "It would be my honor." Having understood everything, Rhodes's expression changed instantly. His previously cold and flawless face was now filled with the devotion of a most devout fanatic. He understood the reason for Old Hank's question. This was the activation process for "Ode to Light," a nine-star quest widely considered the most worthless in "Dragon Soul Continent." The reason it was called worthless was that, despite being labeled the most difficult nine-star quest, "Ode to Light" was actually less difficult than a one-star quest. Even the most novice level one player could easily complete it. This, of course, had important reasons. Every online game requires a large amount of funding for development, and as the most popular online game on Earth, "Dragon Soul Continent" naturally requires an unimaginable amount of funding. In this situation, the ever-present "pay-to-win" players have colluded with the game company. "100,000 RMB, get you level 80," this well-known saying among "Dragon Soul Continent" players is the origin and description of the "Praise of Light" quest. By donating 100,000 RMB to the game company, players like Rhode who choose the Light faction can easily complete the "Praise of Light" quest. Old Hank, originally just an ordinary member of the Mercenary Guild, instantly becomes an important figure in the Light Kingdom's mercenary world, issuing players the nine-star "Praise of Light" quest and significantly increasing their reputation in the Light Kingdom. Of course, choosing the Dark Night Dragon faction or the Judgment/Judgment Twin Dragon faction also grants nine-star "Praise of Darkness" and "Praise of Law" quests respectively. Although the task was simple, the rewards were incredibly generous: it would quickly "cap" the player's level to 80, grant them several powerful skills unique to the Light Dragon faction, a set of Light Armor and a Light Longsword superior to most players' equipment, and instantly raise their affinity with the Council of Light to "Respect." This was the unique privilege of a "pay-to-win" player. Skills, equipment, and weapons weren't anything to Rhodes; he already had far more and better options. And the affinity with the Council of Light? Forget about it! Rhodes had long vowed to one day completely annihilate these inhuman beasts of the Council of Light. However, the massive experience points that would allow Rhodes to reach level 80 in such a short time were too tempting for him to resist. Once Rhodes reached level 80, equipped with a decent artifact, he was confident that he could even put up a fight against the Dark faction's big boss—the Dark Night Dragon. But… (This quest… shouldn’t it require a donation to unlock…) Rhodes thought with some doubt. As one of the first players to enter “Dragon Soul Continent,” and also one of the first to reach level 80, Rhodes didn’t need to rely on money to level up. That’s why Old Hank’s question caught him off guard; he never expected to receive this nine-star quest exclusive to “pay-to-win” players. Despite his doubts, Rhodes simply attributed it to the differences between the game and the real world. After all, in this world, you can’t unlock quests with real money. Perhaps that’s why the unlocking conditions are different?
While Rhodes pondered, Old Hank began to ramble on about the quest process. The explanation of the "Ode to Light" quest read: Many ambitious individuals in the Land of Light realized that the power of the Dragon of Light was gradually weakening, and many felt uneasy about this. Not everyone chose a life of mediocrity and complacency. Some experts in magic proposed a method to enhance strength: to infuse a person with the divine grace of the Dragon of Light, allowing them to easily break through bottlenecks. This "divine grace" translates to a massive amount of experience points for the player. (Ideally, if the Dragon of Light, which has always been weak, could instantly level a player to 80, then they wouldn't be so badly suppressed by the Night Dragon; this is simply a money-grabbing tactic by the game company.)
Rhodes silently criticized the illogicality of the quest while listening to Old Hank's explanation. His doubts gradually disappeared; everything Old Hank said matched exactly what he remembered. With his doubts dispelled, Rhodes grew increasingly excited. It seemed his plan to rewrite the history of the Dragon Soul Continent could be brought forward significantly. "Rhodes, are you willing to swear that in this life, you will never betray the faith of light, even if it means returning to the embrace of the Dragon of Light the next moment, without regret?" "I swear." Hearing Old Hank's devout and solemn words, Rhodes smiled politely and raised his hand to swear. This "Ode to Light" quest would lock the player's faction to the Dragon of Light; any betrayal would immediately reduce their level to its original state. However, Rhodes wasn't worried at all. Several methods or artifacts that could invalidate this oath had already flashed through his mind. Once he reached level eighty, Rhodes firmly believed that all difficulties would no longer be problems. "Then, Mr. Rhodes, please follow me. This is the final test." Old Hank looked at Rhodes with satisfaction and nodded. Suddenly, a radiant gate appeared behind him. Strangely, despite the many mercenaries from the Mercenary Guild still accepting missions, none of them seemed to notice it; it was as if only Old Hank and Rhodes saw it. Rhodes, however, was unconcerned. He already knew about the "Hail of Light" mission from others and online guides; this was perfectly normal. Next, he would enter the gate into a space overflowing with light, receiving the "Divine Grace" infusion from the Dragon of Light for ten consecutive days, one hour a day. The reason given was that the power of the Divine Grace was too immense, requiring ten days to distribute the burden. However, Rhodes knew that the level was supposed to instantly jump to 80 upon entry. This had become a bug exploited by many players at the time. For example, during a battle between two mid-tier guilds, a dozen or so low-health level 50 players from the weaker side would briefly disappear and then reappear as level 80 players wielding armor of light and the sword of light, causing the opposing players to hurl insults and completely turning the tide of the battle. There was even a case of two players getting into a feud, one luring the other to the Mercenary Guild, instantly donating money to apply for the "Praise of Light" quest, not only fully replenishing their health and mana, but also appearing before their stunned enemy in radiant armor and a longsword... etc. After numerous player protests, the game company revised the quest several times, finally changing it to require ten days, one hour per day to complete. Following Old Hank's footsteps, Rhodes also stepped into the gate formed of light. As soon as he entered, the previously chaotic and noisy Mercenary Guild vanished instantly, transforming into a radiant church surrounded by countless holy lights, hymns, and angels, enough to cleanse all the filth and sins in anyone's heart. "Hehe, Mr. Rhodes, you're very lucky. The rare materials for 'Praise of Light' were completely prepared yesterday. If you wish, you can now infuse it with the divine grace of the Dragon of Light." (Nonsense, this is a quest that cost 100,000 RMB, how could they let someone go find the materials...)
Rhodes secretly complained in his heart. Unless you donate 100,000 RMB, even if you deliberately mention the "Ode to Light" quest to Old Hank, he'll only regretfully say that he hasn't collected all the necessary materials in a long time. A curious player once asked Old Hank what the rare materials for "Ode to Light" were. The answer was enough to make one roll their eyes and vomit blood: they were all rare items dropped by level 100 ultimate monsters. The most important one, "Dark Night Dragon Blood," even made millions of ordinary players who hadn't donated curse. According to statistics, there are probably tens of thousands of RMB players who completed "Ode to Light." To put it in perspective, even if you drained the Dark Night Dragon's blood every day, you still wouldn't have enough! This is the indignant statement of many players whose groups were brutally wiped out by the Dark Night Dragon. After signaling to Old Hank that it was ready to begin, Rhodes heard Old Hank say, "Well then, Mr. Rhodes, please take off your clothes and lie down on that stone bed." "Huh?" Rhodes looked at Old Hank in surprise, but all he got in return was Old Hank's matter-of-fact look and reply: "If you're wearing clothes, with a barrier between you, you can't fully receive the divine grace." (Rhodes, I remember, at this point, players have to log off for an hour.) Rhodes thought about it with a sudden realization, comparing it to the game's quest process. During the "Praise of Light" step, the player interface would display a notification screen saying "Leveling up, please log in again in an hour." When players log back in an hour later, they would find that their level had increased significantly, and this situation would only be capped after ten consecutive days. Since Rhodes had transmigrated to this world, there was naturally no possibility of logging off, so he might have to lie on the stone bed for an hour to receive the "divine grace" of the Dragon of Light? However, having to take off his clothes and lie on the stone bed for an hour made Rhodes feel a little embarrassed. Although he was more beautiful than 99% of women, he was still a man. The thought of being naked in front of another man for an hour still made Rhodes feel somewhat embarrassed. "Mr. Rhodes, please don't mind. Under the witness of the Dragon of Light, our bodies and spirits will return to His embrace." Old Hank, who was originally a standard mercenary and a simple, honest man, now had a completely devout, charlatan-like expression on his face, making Rhodes want to scoff. However, his embarrassment quickly dissipated. Old Hank's next sarcastic remark, reverting to his mercenary nature, ignited Rhodes's anger, completely erasing his previous embarrassment: "Mr. Rhodes, I know you look as beautiful as a woman, but is your personality as coy and effeminate as a woman's?" Rhodes's greatest pet peeve was being teased about his stunningly beautiful face. Hearing Old Hank's words, his rebellious spirit flared, and he couldn't help but snort, his face darkening: "What's the problem? I'll take it off." Having made up his mind, Rhodes quickly stripped off all his clothes, revealing a well-trained, strong, and powerful physique. His scarred upper body testified to his extensive combat experience. Although there weren't prominent, massive muscles, anyone with a discerning eye could see the immense strength hidden within his solid frame. Even more striking was Rhodes's penis; even when not erect, its length and size were more than twice that of an average person, demonstrating the extent of his physique. "Very good, very good. You are the most physically outstanding mercenary I have ever seen. I imagine that after receiving divine grace, the Land of Light will gain an invincible swordsman." Old Hank looked approvingly at Rhodes's strong physique and commented with admiration. "Then, Mr. Rhodes, please lie down on the stone bed. The ritual of 'Praise of Light' is about to begin." "Hmm." Hearing Old Hank's words, although he was a little displeased because of the previous sarcasm, Rhodes still knew that completing the mission was the top priority at this moment. He nodded stiffly and walked forward. Lying on the cold stone bed, it felt both cold and warm. This was Rhodes's first conflicting thought. The stone bed he lay on emitted a sub-zero temperature, but the holy light shining on his bare skin undoubtedly gave him a warm and happy feeling. Rhodes heard Old Hank's shout: "Calm your mind! Prepare to receive the infusion of 'Divine Grace'!" In an instant, Rhodes felt an overwhelming light fill his eyes, a dazzling, multicolored brilliance that even the most beautiful diamonds couldn't match. The ever-increasing power within him made Rhodes feel completely at ease. Soon, his guard slowly relaxed in the endless ocean of light… until even the last trace of his defenses vanished.
(Waaah, how annoying, how annoying!) In a daze, Rhodes returned to his childhood memories, surrounded by many boys mocking him. Those were his most hated and darkest memories. Despite being male, he possessed an almost identical, stunningly beautiful face to his sister, and despite being perfectly healthy, due to an inexplicable, mysterious connection with her, Rhodes often clearly sensed her frail and sickly nature. For a time, Rhodes even deeply hated and loathed his sister because of this… "Do you want to change?" Suddenly, an extremely majestic and sacred voice resounded. Before this voice, Rhodes involuntarily nodded. Yes! Possessing a beauty that even women envied was the most painful torment he could endure. If he could change, then… Just as the intense thought of change flashed through Rhodes' mind, instantly, his memories were completely altered. He was playing happily with his younger sister, the two siblings without any barriers between them. No boy even mocked Rhodes's feminine face, simply because Rhodes in this scene had unmistakably transformed from "older brother" to "older sister." (!!!) Shock, extreme shock, flooded Rhodes's heart. He didn't even have time to resist this scene before he heard that magnificent, sacred voice suddenly transform into his own aggrieved and sincere confession. "I hate it when people say I look like a girl… Actually, it's because they've touched on my inner desires…"
(Uh… Ahh…) "Why did God give me a perfect female face, yet possess a male body?"
(Ah… Why… Why…) "…Perhaps, deep within my heart lies the heart of a woman who longs to be loved…" (Ahh… How… How could this be… I…) Each sincere monologue, like an inviolable sacred decree, echoed repeatedly in Rhodes's heart. Rhodes envisioned a completely different life if he were the "older sister," a life entirely different from his younger sister's: shopping together, putting on makeup together, playing together, dancing together—the very thing Rhodes regretted and longed to lose after growing up and reconciling with his sister. Rhodes watched as his sister, her own lips adorned with pink lipstick, tried on delicate lingerie chosen for him by his sister, her full, white breasts barely concealed by her miniskirt, her long, slender legs and expanse of snow-white skin perfectly complementing his and his sister's strikingly similar beauty. The two women, smiling broadly, browsed cosmetics and clothing, attracting the attention of countless young men passing by. "Sister, look at this silk dress I picked out for you, isn't it pretty?" "Ah…? Pretty, absolutely gorgeous…ahhh?" When Rhodes's sister giggled and zipped up the dress covering Rhodes's bare back, Rhodes felt an overwhelming surge of blissful pleasure, even his virgin nipples hardening slightly with ecstasy. That's right, as long as he is a woman, then the feminine appearance that has troubled him for so many years will no longer be a problem, as long as he—becomes a woman. ****************
... "Hahaha... Although I don't know why the Five Creation Dragons teleported you here, sometimes, knowing the story of this continent can lead you to an abyss. Greed is the original sin that humanity can never avoid... Hehe... Hahahahahaha..." Old Hank burst into extremely maniacal laughter. As a human corrupted by chaos, he had long lost all the principles and rationality of orderly beings. Watching his brother, one of the Five Creation Dragons—the Void Dragon's brother, and perhaps even the future Void Dragon—being manipulated at his will, how could he not be extremely excited? The "Praise of Light" quest did exist, but the conditions for its activation remained unchanged—a donation of 100,000 RMB. After Rhodes crossed into this world completely different from Earth, the activation conditions could never be met. If Rhodes hadn't known history and knew that the Land of Light was in grave danger and desperately wanted to improve his strength, he might have been able to see a loophole if he had calmed down and thought things through. But now... it was all too late. On the stone bed lay Rhodes, naked, his magnificent penis erect and proud. Streams of gray mist, emanating from countless gray gas tentacles, caressed his penis, while wisps of grayish-white mist slowly seeped into the urethra at the glans. Beneath the skin of Rhodes's engorged penis, gray lines seemed to swirl and coil, resembling tiny gray worms crawling upwards. Bulging gray veins lined his penis, a truly terrifying sight. However, the gray aura's progress was extremely slow, seemingly hindered by some powerful force. Old Hank knew this was the power of the "Void Dragon" lurking within Rhodes. (Hey, the power of the void, but unguided power, purely instinctive, how long can it resist? Just ten days, ten days, and it will completely transform you into a different person…) As Old Hank pondered his plan, Rhodes's feminine face, comparable to that of a stunning beauty, though still unconscious, exuded an unbearable sense of pleasure and pinkness, her mouth uttering beautiful moans: "Ah…??…Hmm…Ahhh…???" In her dream memories, Rhodes only felt that she looked so good in her dress. Absolutely stunning! The allure of her femininity, perfectly complemented by her elegant dress, made Rhodes's seductive charm shine through. Many of the men around her, who had initially been secretly scanning her, were now staring in uncontrollable daze, completely mesmerized… (Ah…they're all looking at me…????) A shy, alluring smile appeared on Rhodes's face. She slightly lifted her two rounded breasts, exposed outside her dress, and watched as the gazes of all the men shifted with the trembling of her breasts
. She felt utterly satisfied. Being a woman felt wonderful. ********** ... (Such results on just the first day! Excellent!) Rhodes looked at his stats with satisfaction. If he hadn't accepted this mission, it would have taken him at least a month to reach his current level. "Mr. Rhodes, it seems the divine blessing has been perfectly fulfilled today." Just as Rhodes was rejoicing, a hoarse, exhausted voice came from beside him. Old Hank was covered in sweat, his face pale, as if he had just finished a battle with a monster. "Thank you for your help, Mr. Hank." Rhodes didn't dare to be negligent and bowed to Old Hank. "No need for formalities. All of this is due to the blessing of the Dragon of Light." Although Old Hank was exhausted, his tone was filled with a sacred sigh. "Yes, all of this is due to the blessing of the Dragon of Light." Although Rhodes didn't have much affection for the Dragon of Light and even knew the reason for this mission, he still smiled and said this out of gratitude to Old Hank. But even Rhodes himself didn't know just how beautiful and indescribable the smile on his flawless face was at that moment. And his phallus stood erect and trembling, powerful and proud. Under the influence of the chaotic power, Rhodes completely forgot the dream he had just experienced while asleep. He only felt as if a heavy stone buried deep within his heart was slowly disappearing, making his previously cold heart feel much more comfortable. Rhodes couldn't help but look forward to the nine days and nine times of divine grace of "Praise of Light." He vaguely sensed that he—would undergo an astonishing transformation. ******************************************************************************************
(Five days later, Starlight Mercenary Group) "Rhodes, you want to borrow women's clothing from me?" Marlene, the only female mage in the newly formed Starlight Mercenary Group, exclaimed in surprise. She knew very well Rhodes's taboo—he vehemently disliked people talking about his womanly beauty. Yet, today Rhodes was asking her for women's clothing? No wonder Marlene was so surprised. "Well, I need to disguise myself as a woman to infiltrate a place to investigate, a place whose owner only allows female servants to enter. And this mission will be very beneficial to the future development of our mercenary group..." Rhodes, his beautiful face expressionless, quickly explained his reasonable reason for borrowing women's clothing, his aura growing stronger every day. However, Marlene said with great difficulty, "I'm fine with it... but I didn't bring many clothes with me when I came here from home, and the few I have are still being washed. Otherwise, why don't you go to Liz, I think she wouldn't refuse you."
Just as Rhodes frowned slightly, opening his mouth to respond... A hearty voice came from behind: "Mr. Rhodes, do you need women's clothing? I happen to have a set that fits your size." The speaker was none other than the honest, burly man, Old Hank, who had reverted to his usual mercenary persona. Marlene's expression changed slightly; she hadn't even noticed his arrival. A sense of dissatisfaction and anger rose within her. Arriving at someone else's mercenary base without prior notice and eavesdropping on their mission plans and conversations was a taboo subject for any mercenary. However, Rhodes, his face flushed, said with great delight, "Mr. Hank, you've finally arrived!" When did he become so close to Old Hank? Seeing the usually aloof Rhodes greet her so intimately, Marlene felt a strange sense of astonishment. And, perhaps it was just her imagination, but Rhodes's voice seemed to have a slightly feminine quality? Rhodes said considerately to Marlene, "Marlene, Mr. Hank is a distinguished guest of our Starlight Mercenary Group. We don't need to hide anything from him." "Uh...okay...okay." Marlene, who had come to the Starlight Mercenary Group for an internship to learn magic techniques from Rhodes, found the leader's order a bit strange, but she couldn't object, so she could only nod in surprise. Rhodes' face was filled with a joyful smile that Marlene rarely saw, and he said happily to old Hank, "Is it the start of another 'mission' today? I've been looking forward to it for a long time." Old Hank chuckled and said, "Yes, I'll lend you the women's clothing you wanted after it's over." "Thank you, Mr. Hank," Rhodes said happily. After explaining some matters concerning the mercenary group to Marlene, Rhodes followed the smiling and attentive old Hank to the location of the Mercenary Association. Watching Rhodes' back, Marlene suddenly had a strange feeling. She felt that the Rhodes in front of her didn't seem like a genius mercenary and swordsman, but rather...a little woman happy to see her favorite toy. "It's just an illusion..." Marlene shook her head and turned to leave. She still had many mercenary group matters entrusted to her by Rhodes to handle, and she didn't have much time to think about these unnecessary chores. ************************************************************************************
(Two hours later, Starlight Mercenary Group) As if nothing had happened, Rhodes, returning from the Mercenary Association, coldly and handsomely instructed the timid mercenary rookies on some trivial matters. However, the moment Rhodes entered his bedroom, he collapsed to the floor as if all his strength had been drained. (Oh my god...so comfortable...so...) Rhodes thought blankly, his eyes glazed over. The "Praise of Light" mission had been going on for six days. Since the first day, he had only felt that under the "divine grace" of the Dragon of Light, he seemed to recall very pleasant things, as if countless warm little hands were touching his body, happy and joyful, like the pleasure of reconciling with his sister and tasting forbidden fruit—no! It was a feeling of happiness and fulfillment even greater than pleasure. Rhodes wished the "Hail of Light" quest could never end, allowing him to remain forever in that wonderful sensation of being infused with "divine grace." However, that was impossible. With a slight sigh, Rhodes checked his level—level 58. He was now capable of single-handedly wiping out mercenary groups within a ten-mile radius, which meant that after four more infusions of divine grace, this divine grace infusion would soon end. (What a pity…) Rhodes thought with a sense of loss. Every time he awoke from the baptism of divine grace, it was as if he had forgotten an extremely beautiful and precious memory that he shouldn't have forgotten. However, after much thought, he remembered a small part of it after yesterday's quest. Picking up the women's clothing he had borrowed from Old Hank, Rhodes' face flushed slightly, like a shy and beautiful young girl. (This… must be related to something I forgot…) Rhodes thought, his face slightly red. Without hesitation, Rhodes quickly stripped off his mercenary clothes, revealing his naked body. However, compared to five days ago, Rhodes' body had undergone a noticeable change. The strong muscles and scars from his training had almost completely disappeared, leaving only translucent, snow-white skin. His waist had become somewhat slender and graceful, and while his flat chest appeared unchanged, his swollen nipples remained erect and engorged, revealing his current state of excitement and strangeness. If one ignored his still flat chest and imposing penis, no one who saw Rhodes' current snow-white naked body would ever mistake him for a man. Rhodes naturally noticed the abnormality in his body, but Old Hank's explanation dispelled all his doubts—it was a slight effect of the infusion of divine grace on his body. Rhodes accepted Old Hank's explanation without resistance, not even knowing why, as if Old Hank was the most trusted partner in the world (anyway… it's just a mission…). Rhodes silently found a flimsy excuse for his physical changes and his feelings for Old Hank. Then, focusing his attention on the women's clothing before him, his hands trembled slightly, and his exquisite face flushed crimson. He began to do what he usually loathed most: put on the women's clothing. "Ahhhhhh...????????????????" Just as he slipped the flesh-colored stockings onto his thighs, Rhodes felt an intensely pleasurable electric current surge from the point where his thighs touched the stockings. The instantaneous pleasure even caused Rhodes's penis to harden abruptly, and thick, white semen uncontrollably leaked out. Rhodes had actually reached a brief orgasm. (Ah...yes...this...this is what I wanted...) Rhodes breathed softly, more captivated by the blissful feeling that filled his heart than by the physical climax. Barely suppressing the weakness after the orgasm, Rhodes trembled as he put on the women's clothing piece by piece. It was a traditional maid's outfit—perhaps a style modified by Old Hank to suit Rhodes's mission, at least that's what Rhodes thought. However, beneath the extremely short apron, old Hank seemed to have forgotten to give Rhodes underwear, leaving him completely naked from the waist down. His proud, dark penis stretched the short skirt, giving Rhodes's exquisite figure an incongruous and lewd appearance. Rhodes, his face flushed, trembled as he walked to the only large mirror in the room, looking at his beautiful reflection. His flushed face, beautiful long eyebrows, hazy eyes, and the flesh-colored stockings exposed beneath the maid's dress, along with that disproportionately large penis, sent shivers down Rhodes's spine... I... am such a perverted person... I... didn't I resist my feminine appearance...? Why does it feel so good, so pleasurable...? Looking at his beautiful self in the mirror, Rhodes's hands had already unconsciously grasped his penis, quickly and skillfully masturbating, yet the object of his sexual fantasies was himself. Rhode had seen countless beautiful women; within the Starlight Mercenary Group alone, there were top-tier beauties like Marlene, Liz, Anne, and Lapis. However, at this moment, none of these girls attracted him as much as the shy reflection of himself in the mirror. Rhode began to excitedly fantasize about how his rough, fleshy penis would mercilessly ravage his feminized vagina, imagining himself crying out, experiencing a hysterical, agonizing orgasm under the thick, dark cock. Rhode's right hand even unconsciously began to fidget with his anus, fantasizing about a strong, powerful cock fucking him. (Harder, harder! Ah???) In extreme excitement, Rhode's penis finally ejaculated wave after wave of semen. In the moments before he fainted from orgasm, Rhode shed tears of pain. Why, why was he a boy? In the instant before he fainted, Rhodes glanced one last time at the mirror. In his fading consciousness, he saw a naked, beautiful woman with a wasp waist, large breasts, a slender and alluring figure, and a huge penis beneath her, looking at him with a lewd, excited smile. That stunning face was undoubtedly Rhodes himself. (!!!) Lying on the ground, Rhodes completely lost consciousness. ******************************************************************************************
(Four days later, at the Mercenary Guild) "Uncle Hank, I'll take this mission." Due to the rapid advancement in Rhodes' strength after being infused with "Divine Grace," progressing even faster than in the original timeline, just as he and Marlene were heading to the Mercenary Guild to accept the more challenging "Blackrock Abyss" three-star mission from old Hank, a hateful voice, unaware of his impertinence, suddenly spoke before Rhodes could even open his mouth. It was Barney, the man whose ear Rhodes had cut off ten days prior, looking at Rhodes with a provocative gaze. Looking at him disdainfully, Rhodes didn't even bother to waste words retorting. He naturally knew why Barney had rushed to take on this mission, which was clearly beyond his capabilities. Barney had "coincidentally" overheard his extensive experience and detailed strategies during his discussion of the mission with Marlene. (How foolish...) Rhodes sneered inwardly. The strategy he deliberately leaked was naturally the simplest method for this mission. However, Rhodes intentionally omitted a crucial element of the strategy, a key element that could lead to the utter destruction of anyone lacking sufficient strength. Rhodes seemed to see countless parasitic insects and tentacles crawling towards the terrified Barney in the Blackrock Abyss. Watching Old Hank earnestly persuade Barney to give up on this three-star mission that even large mercenary groups feared, Rhodes remained silent for a moment before smiling at Barney with impeccable manners and saying, "You think you can complete this mission? Isn't that a bit too arrogant?"
"Whether I can do it or not is not up to you,"
Barney replied very seriously, word by word. Faced with his answer, Rhodes shrugged and continued, "Then let's make a bet?" "A bet?" "Out of pity for the weak, I'll give you and your mercenary group ten days. If you don't return after ten days, then it will be considered that you've all died inside, the mission has failed. At that time, my mercenary group and I will enter Blackrock Depths to complete the commission. What do you think of my proposal?"
As if making the most generous oath to the weak, Rhodes looked at Barney with a pitying and mocking gaze. He had already planned to make the impulsive Barney cannon fodder, while he would reap the benefits from behind. "Fine...fine..." The contempt in Rhodes's words was unmistakable. Barney trembled with rage, staring at the woman-like beauty Rhodes with the same disdainful look he'd shown a rat in a sewer. Remembering the ear that had been cut off ten days ago, an overwhelming surge of anger rushed to his head. Completely forgetting the vast difference in their strength, Barney lunged at Rhodes and slapped him across the face. "Slap!" "Don't look at me like that, you disgusting woman-like creature!" The noisy mercenary guild fell silent instantly. A red, swollen handprint was imprinted on Rhodes's face. Many people stared wide-eyed, seemingly shocked by the farcical scene before them. In fact, when Barney's slap landed on Rhodes's face, at least ten people present could have reacted or even intervened. However, they all assumed that the unfathomably powerful Rhodes would easily dodge it, even delivering a humiliating and unforgettable blow to Barney. The more virtuous mercenaries, or those with a good relationship with Barney, were already considering how to speak well of him to avoid being killed on the spot by Rhodes under some pretext. However, no one expected that Rhodes couldn't dodge the blow. Even Barney himself, having regained his senses, was incredulous. "Hmph, you really are just a piece of trash. Wait until I finish my mission, then let's see if you still have the face to stay here!"
Knowing he might be in serious trouble, Barney, who deeply disliked Rhodes, still uttered extremely provocative and forceful words, rapidly retreating towards the gates of the Mercenary Guild. He still vividly remembered Rhodes's astonishingly elusive swordsmanship. "You!" Marlene, who had come with Rhodes, was furious. Although she didn't know why Rhodes hadn't dodged the easily avoidable blow, her relationship with Rhodes, and even the slight lingering feelings in her heart, made Marlene draw her staff. She couldn't let Barney leave like this! However, a hand stopped her casting a spell. Rhodes, still silent, waved his hand to stop her, saying in a deep voice, "...He...will die..." Looking at Rhodes in surprise, Marlene noticed that his usually steady hands were now trembling uncontrollably, and his face was flushed. Marlene judged this to be an expression of Rhodes' extreme rage. Although she didn't know why Rhodes stopped her, she obediently put down her staff, glaring resentfully at Barney, who had retreated outside the door and continued to stare at Rhodes with a defiant gaze. Ignoring the surprised and mocking looks from the many mercenaries, Rhodes abruptly stood up and said to Old Hank, "Mr. Hank, it's time for today's 'mission'." As Rhodes spoke, Old Hank, who had also shown surprise, nodded slightly. His憨厚 (honest and simple) mercenary image instantly transformed into a solemn and sacred one, and the surrounding scene instantly changed, once again placing them in a sacred church filled with countless holy lights and hymns. "Ah...????????????" Having just entered this sacred space, Rhodes collapsed to the ground. The flushed face that Marlene had mistaken for anger was actually an expression of climax. Barney's slap had sent Rhodes into a frenzied climax, his body convulsing on the ground. He frantically tore off his outer clothing, revealing a beautiful, snow-white naked body beneath his ordinary mercenary attire. However, utterly lewd, beneath his ripped trousers, Rhodes' thighs were still covered by the flesh-colored stockings Old Hank had lent him! And between Rhodes's legs, his massive penis trembled and swayed with an astonishing thickness and length, waves of semen gushing out with each of his frenzied moans. Old Hank simply watched Rhodes' lewd behavior with a quiet smile. Yes, Rhodes had indeed been brought to orgasm by Barney's slap. As Barney made his move, Rhode, who had already reached level 72, sensed Barney's next action through his aura. Just as Rhode was about to swiftly kick Barney's genitals to pieces, Barney's angry roar reached his ears: "Don't look at me like that, you disgusting thing that looks like a woman!" (I...look like a woman...) As if these words had triggered a switch, in a slightly dazed state, Rhode felt a twisted, humiliating excitement instantly take over his mind and body when Barney's slap landed on his face. His first reaction was to think of his own penis. Overwhelmed by the masochistic pleasure, Rhode was about to ejaculate in front of all the mercenaries. Fortunately, with his extremely strong willpower and wisdom, Rhode activated the final mission of "Ode to Light" while talking to Old Hank, instantly teleporting to this room, thus avoiding a complete orgasm and embarrassment in front of so many mercenaries. However, as he moved into this room and relaxed, an overwhelming pleasure inevitably swept over his mind and body. He fully understood where his orgasm came from—like a woman. Yes, he, Rod, was a perverted man who had longed to be seen as a woman since childhood… (Uh… @#$%&*…?) A faint, twisted discomfort flashed through his mind. Rod couldn't even describe what it felt like, only that something unnecessary and unimportant was gradually disappearing. His mind was now filled only with the lewd desire to be a woman… "Mr. Rod, are you alright?" Old Hank's warm, sacred voice brought Rod back to his senses. Just as Rod was about to reply, a blush crept onto his cheeks, and he stammered, unable to speak. He felt utterly ashamed of his current state. His clothes had been torn to shreds in the earlier frenzy. His body, slumped on the ground, his legs, encased in flesh-colored stockings, were turned outwards in a pigtail. His large, slightly shrunken penis, still glistening with a few drops of thick semen, was visible between his legs. To a normal man, Rhodes's actions and demeanor were utterly those of a sexually deviant. However, when Old Hank's rough hands stroked Rhodes's beautiful short hair, a warm feeling of happiness welled up inside him. Old Hank said gently, "Child, it's alright. Under the embrace of the Dragon of Light, your actions will be accepted by the people."
"Lord Hank..." An urge to cry welled up inside him. Rhode looked at Old Hank through teary eyes, kneeling before him like a reformed sinner in repentance. His beautiful face, etched with shame, revealed a joyful and heartfelt submission to Old Hank. Under the "divine grace" he had received these past few days, Rhode realized how shallow he had been, acting impulsively out of a sense of historical knowledge. At least, the figure of Old Hank before him was so sublime and sacred. Knowing history, Rhode understood that in the "Praise of Light" mission, Old Hank's hidden identity was that of a key member of the Kingdom of Light, even subtly connected to the Council of Light. He recalled the slander and scorn players had hurled at the Council of Light in the online game, calling them a bunch of brainless idiots, traitors to the Dragon of Light. Rhode had once firmly believed in this view, even being one of its most prominent advocates. However, now he felt deeply guilty for his past foolish actions. With someone as sacred and noble as Old Hank in the council, how could the Council of Light be a filthy and vile place? The thought that he had even considered slaughtering all the council members filled Rhodes with unbearable shame. He was truly an unforgivable sinner! Rhodes was completely unaware that over the past ten days, his thoughts and values had undergone a complete transformation. The Council of Light, which he had previously viewed as pests and deeply abhorred, now seemed so lofty and inviolable in his eyes. This also plunged him into a deep sense of guilt for his past ugly views. When Rhodes was overwhelmed by guilt, the warm voice of Old Hank, whom he admired, once again rescued him. "Rhodes, perhaps you know that I am an agent appointed by the Council of Light in the mercenary world. Are you willing to swear allegiance to the Council of Light?" Forgetting about how old Hank knew his identity, a surge of ecstatic relief filled Rhodes' heart. This was his chance to atone for his sins before the great Council of Light! "Yes, I'm willing, absolutely willing!" Rhode said "I'm willing" several times, looking at Old Hank's warm face, and even couldn't help but shed tears of emotion. Old Hank nodded mercifully and continued to stroke Rhode's hair with his large hand, saying, "Then Rhode, to show your submission to the Council of Light, speak, say what you desire in your heart, and the specific sacrifices you are willing to make for the Council of Light..." He hesitated slightly, but the inexplicable sense of loyalty to the Council of Light in his heart made Rhode speak out the perverse desire that had been lingering in his mind for the past few days: "I... I want to become a woman... As for the Council of Light... I haven't thought of anything specific yet, but... I'm willing to do anything..." Rhode said these words shyly. At this moment, his voice had become a completely female tone, and his slightly narrowed eyes were happily feeling Old Hank's large hand stroking his hair. However, Old Hank first nodded in satisfaction, then said with some disappointment, "Being able to correctly express your desires... does prove you are a loyal follower of the Council of Light. However, you cannot articulate the specific sacrifices you would make for the Council of Light, proving your loyalty is insufficient..." "No... no... I... I just can't think of anything right now..." Desperate to defend himself, Rhodes's increasingly woman-like demeanor caused his delicate voice to tremble uncontrollably. The more he thought, the less he could come up with anything. He felt a vague idea stirring within him, but couldn't find any opening to break through. Frightened, Rhodes even felt the urge to cry. "Don't cry, bewildered child. Let me help you find your true desires." Old Hank, his face growing increasingly benevolent, grasped Rhodes's limp penis with his right hand and began to knead it vigorously, amidst Rhodes's surprised, tearful eyes. "Lord Hank!...Oh...Ohh ... "Mr. Rhodes, now, have you imagined any 'concrete sacrifices' you could make for the Council of Light?"
(I... Oh... Ahhh...) What a lewd scene! A man with the face of a stunningly beautiful woman, his penis being manipulated by a middle-aged man. Yet, Rhodes's heart grew increasingly twisted and excited. Soon, soon he would be able to imagine the specific contributions he could make to the Council of Light...!
Rhodes cried out, swaying wildly as the "divine grace" infused his increasingly feminine, snow-white body, held by Old Hank's grip on his penis. He felt a dark desire about to burst forth... Just as Old Hank once again scratched his glans with his rough fingernails, Rhodes's eyes were completely tinged with gray. His mind had inevitably undergone a mutation, and thick semen inevitably gushed out
. Rhodes finally thought of the lewd ending that would make him ecstatic and depraved— "Ohh ... Her beautiful eyes, moistened by pleasure, looked shyly at Old Hank, listening to his outwardly holy but inwardly lewd words: "Very good... To be able to face your desires, Mr. Rhodes, you truly deserve to be the outstanding mercenary I value..." As he spoke, countless gray demonic insects, resembling caterpillars, began to crawl endlessly towards Rhodes from behind Old Hank. "Since you are willing to become a sex slave of the Council of Light, the generous Council of Light will grant your desires, Rhodes. Just like an ugly caterpillar transforming into a beautiful butterfly, you too will undergo a complete transformation..." "...Hehe, this is a unique reward for your mission... Just ten more days, just ten more days, and everything you desire will come to you." Watching the horrifying mutated demonic insects crowd every corner around Rhodes, watching the contrast between her fear and anticipation, like a woman's... Old Hank paused, his tone still sacred but now utterly lewd, and said, "Then, I'll ask one last time, Mr. Rhodes, are you willing—to become a sex slave of the Council of Light?" Rhodes, her
face flushed with shyness like a woman about to enter her wedding night, smiled seductively, lay on the stone bed, facing Old Hank, and spread her stockinged legs wide, revealing her magnificent penis, and said in a coquettish voice, "Yes, I, Rhodes, am willing to become a sex slave of the Council of Light... Ahhhhhh...?"
As soon as Rhode finished speaking, countless gray demonic insects, seemingly understanding his words, surged towards him, crawling onto his snow-white body in less than a second. "Ah...??????" Feeling the gray demonic insects crawling onto his snow-white body, Rhode was not afraid at all; instead, he let out an excited groan. He felt his body about to undergo a beautiful transformation, like a butterfly emerging from its leaf. The first few gray demonic insects to use Rhode's body, with their caterpillar-like chewing mouthparts, bit into the sensitive nipples on Rhode's flat chest, beginning to pour in some thick, yellow saliva. "My nipples... Ohhhhhh...??????" Dozens of gray demonic insects also wrapped around the skin beneath Rhode's penis, but what they were doing was corroding the flesh between Rhode's thighs. Slowly, a thin, beautiful slit began to erode beneath Rhode's penis. But faced with this bizarre situation, Rhode's only emotion was endless excitement and groans. "Oh...this...oh...oh my god..." Of course, as an important characteristic of men, Rhode's magnificent penis was also "taken care of" by many gray demonic insects. Many gray demonic insects slowly and quickly burrowed into the urethral opening on the glans. Under Rhode's delicate, snow-white skin, it was clear that these gray demonic insects were heading along the blood vessels and nervous system, moving towards all the organs in Rhode's body. And his anus was also filled with countless gray demonic insects. The way they kept wriggling inside his anus gave Rhode wave after wave of sensory stimulation, enough to melt the lust and heat in his body and quickly burn away Rhode's rationality... "Insects...so cute...faster...again...again!...????????"
Holding his flat chest tightly, Rhode fantasized that he was secreting milk for these demonic insects that were biting his nipples. Then, the extreme sensation of simultaneous pain and pleasure descended upon him once more. The constantly gushing yellow liquid seemed to be causing changes in Rhodes' breasts. With a "sizzle," a demonic worm began to burrow into Rhodes' nipple. However, it seemed there wasn't enough space inside, leaving the worm's tail swaying outside the nipple. The next second, the upper half of a demonic worm burrowed into the other nipple! "Oh... Ahhhhh!" He felt it, Rhodes felt it! The painful sensation of his nipples being stretched open, combined with the demonic worm forcefully burrowing its body inside, made Rhodes feel his breasts—his womanly allure—slowly begin to swell. An intensely twisted, dark pleasure spread throughout Rhodes' body. Rhodes wanted to shout out his joy, but... "Ugh..." More gray demonic worms had crawled all over his body, burrowing into his throat and completely silencing him. Then, before Rhodes' wide eyes, several more demonic worms covered his eyes, attempting to burrow into them, and even into his ear canals! In the blink of an eye, Rhodes's snow-white body was instantly engulfed by countless demonic insects. "Heh, ten days left," Old Hank murmured, watching Rhodes completely obscured by the swarm of insects. His entire body
, now shrouded in gray chaotic aura, was no longer concealed. With utmost respect, he saluted the engulfed Rhodes, saying, "I await your rebirth—Your Excellency, Dragon of Chaos." ********** ... Barney vividly remembered the horrific images of tentacles burrowing into the female mercenaries' genitals. The thought of ending up like that filled him with uncontrollable fear. Resist? There was no way. Escape? There was no hope. Suicide? Barney dared not do that. He could only slowly succumb to his own dread, his strength rapidly fading as the monster closed in. In despair, Barney realized he had no way to escape. "Rhodes, I curse you! I curse you to a terrible death, to be gang-raped to death by all the men..." At
this point, even Barney, in his foolishness, understood Rhodes's malicious scheme. His boundless resentment and hatred fueled a series of curses directed at the unknown Rhodes. "Rhodes, you... ugh..." As Barney ran for his life while cursing Rhodes, he realized he had somehow ended up in a strange place. Countless wisps of gray mist surrounded him, and the flesh and tentacles chasing after him hesitated, as if afraid of something. Barney didn't need to guess what they feared—a silver chrysalis, seemingly magnified to human size, stood before him, shimmering with an unusual luster. "So big..." Barney, unaware of what was happening, instinctively blurted out his opinion. At that moment, his thick-skinned nature even made him forget the monster behind him, focusing only on the silver chrysalis in front of him. "Huh, there seems to be a person inside... a woman!" Barney exclaimed in surprise. The silver surface of the pupa was like translucent glass, allowing Barney to vaguely see what was transforming inside—a perfect female body, incomparable to any prostitute he had ever seen in a brothel. The only striking feature was the clearly visible large penis between her legs. Perhaps Barney's exclamation startled her, or perhaps the time for transformation had truly arrived. Slowly, the silver skin above the pupa was pushed open by a pair of flawless white jade hands, revealing a stunningly beautiful face, captivating enough to drive countless men mad, before the astonished Barney. While he stood frozen in shock, the woman within the pupa stood perfectly before him. Barney was certain without a doubt that this was a breathtakingly beautiful naked woman! Her trembling breasts, slender waist, cascading long hair, and her face, seemingly both angry and alluring, all hinted at her astonishing beauty. Emerging from her chrysalis, her body was covered in a thick, white, sticky substance, staining her seemingly pure and flawless form with an extremely filthy color. What shocked Barney most wasn't the still-erect penis between the naked woman's legs, but her appearance. Though more beautiful than before, it was undeniably that she was Rhodes, the leader of the Starlight Mercenary Group he so hated!
"You…who are you?" "Heh…" Hearing Barney's shocked cry, the newly awakened woman smiled seductively, staring at him with her mutated eyes—purple pupils and gray sclera—tilting her cute head and frowning as she said, "Are you…asking for my name?" Barney had never imagined that a woman's voice could be so seductive and intoxicating; just hearing her voice gave him an urge to pounce on her and rape her. "...Hmm... Rod's name...is rather awful...Then, you can call me Lori, hehe, but Lori isn't a loli, Lori is a mature and beautiful older sister~~??" "You...you're Rod!?" More than the naked woman's self-introduction, Barney was shocked that the woman in front of him was actually Rod, how could it be! However, Lori seemed to have heard some extremely unpleasant words, and said somewhat sadly, "Yes...Lori...Lori used to be...that incredibly stupid, arrogant fool Rod, Master Barney, you see, to punish me, you specially preserved my extremely ugly penis."
With her hands clasped behind her back, Lori shyly thrust out her full, round breasts, displaying her erect penis prominently before Barney, and said in a coquettish voice. Lori's lewd and distorted seductive manner caused Barney's penis to harden involuntarily. He stared at the beauty before him. However, what caught Barney's attention even more was Lori's address to him: "You...you call me Master...?" Lori gave him a charmingly slanted look with her beautiful phoenix eyes, then hugged Barney, her full breasts pressing against Barney's tattered shirt and chest, and breathed into his ear: "Master Barney, didn't you just say that you would let countless men gang rape Lori? Lori...is still a virgin!" Then, the seemingly shy and beautiful Lori slowly squatted down, using her soft red tongue to gently lick Barney's exposed nipples, while her jade hands began to play with Barney's testicles and penis through his pants. A pair of full, round, snow-white breasts pressed against Barney's body, creating a deep cleavage that made Barney's mouth dry. The hot-blooded Barney was no match for such provocation. Despite the strange way the naked woman appeared before him, her female body with a huge penis, and her self-proclaimed identity as his most hated enemy—Rhodes—her stunning beauty, enough to rank her among the top five beauties on the Dragon Soul Continent, was enough to make Barney's lust overwhelm him, causing him to forget everything unnatural. Barney roared, his hands forcefully kneading Lore's full, round breasts, gazing at the two luscious nipples, like a starving wild dog, mercilessly playing with them with his teeth and tongue. "Ah

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