The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System Chapter 439 Was that what men used to have babies?

'What the hell?' Qingyi’s expression was one of pure bewilderment.

He didn't think he had inflicted any permanent brain damage on Lucien, had he?

While he might have struck him with considerable force, it definitely shouldn't have been enough to turn Lucien into an idiot!

An uncomfortable, heavy silence stretched between the two men.

Utilizing his draconic eyes, Qingyi scrutinized the other youth to ensure no mental trauma had been sustained.

To his surprise, Lucien appeared to be in perfect health.

His wounds had mended effectively, and his cognitive functions seemed entirely intact.

This led to only one logical conclusion.

Lucien must have been a retard from the very start!

Or perhaps, through some profound period of self-reflection, he had decided to atone for his past behavior.

'No...' Qingyi internally dismissed the thought.

Personalities don't shift that drastically or that easily. It was far too simple.

It was more likely that Lucien was suppressing all that malice within his heart, forcing himself to swallow the bitter pill of defeat.

That made him a dangerous variable.

"There is no need for such formality, brother." Qingyi offered a thin smile, resting his hands firmly on Lucien's shoulders.

He would have to keep a close watch on this bastard and, if the situation called for it, take his head.

"Oh... I'm so happy to see you two getting along!" Standing beside Qingyi, Celestia let out a joyful squeal, hopping slightly. As she did, her chest brushed against Qingyi's arm. "Miss Auranys has truly answered my prayers!"

"That is enough." The bishop stepped into the center of the chamber, cutting through the youths' interaction. "I trust everyone understands why they have been summoned."

With a flick of his wrist, the five talismans slid from their necks and drifted into the bishop's waiting palms.

"Several months ago, a necromancer's presence was detected a few dozen kilometers from Bluewater City.

Under normal circumstances, such a den of evil would have been purged within days, but the situation evolved.

He has withstood every assault, claimed thousands of lives, and his strength is only intensifying.

Reports even suggest that demonic worshippers from the regions beyond the Celestial Blue Sea are providing him aid."

"As the chosen warriors and protectors of Our Lady's flock, your mission is to cleanse that land and bring holy steel to those sinful souls. She has selected you for this very purpose."

"The group will separate into three units. Qingyi will be paired with Celestia, Lucien will scout ahead, while Aeryn and Sapphire shall travel together.

You must remain undetected during your journey, striking before the capital even realizes you have departed. May the goddess watch over you for eternity."

"As the bishop commands!" Lucien and Celestia chanted in unison, hands pressed against their chests in reverence.

In contrast, Qingyi, Sapphire, and Aeryn were indifferent to the sermon regarding sin and divinity; they only cared about identifying their targets.

Ignoring the lack of piety, the bishop smiled and gestured with his hands.

In an instant, three scrolls materialized for the respective groups, along with five golden convergence pendants. "Contained within these scrolls are your specific instructions and the designated rendezvous point.

You are to be teleported to random locations a few kilometers outside the capital. From there, proceed with the utmost stealth, ensuring you do not draw unwanted attention.

Are there any questions?"

The silence that followed brought a faint smile to the bishop's face.

The time had come to dispatch the heroes. If they succeeded, the suffocating imperial pressure on his position would finally vanish.

With a sharp nod, the magic arrays carved into the room flared to life. A surge of potent spatial mana wrapped around the five, whisking them away instantly.

"Hm... He certainly was in a rush, wasn't he?" Qingyi remarked with a sigh, finding himself suspended several meters in the air.

He glanced upward as a sharp, panicked shriek echoed above him, marking the clumsy arrival of another person.

"I ABSOLUTELY HATE RANDOM ARRAYS!" Celestia screamed, appearing dozens of meters above Qingyi's position.

Given her strength as a ninth ring practitioner, she could easily survive such a fall physically unharmed.

Nevertheless, she was consumed by terror, though that wasn't her most immediate concern.

Her dress had billowed upward during the descent, and the fabric was currently flapping against her face. She could feel the rush of cold air against her private areas, her frantic attempts to pull the fabric down proving utterly useless.

As she plummeted toward the earth, Celestia's eyes began to tear up.

Qingyi was definitely seeing everything, wasn't he?

He was indeed. From the generous, rounded curves of her perfect buttocks to the plump, creamy sight of her pussy and the soft under-curve of her pale breasts.

Moving with fluid grace, he reached out to intercept Celestia mid-fall.

His right hand connected with her rear with a resounding, wet smack. Simultaneously, his left hand reached up, firmly grasping and squeezing her massive tits.

"Nghnn~~ Q-Qingyi— aghnnn~~" An involuntary, lewd moan escaped Celestia's throat as the impact was replaced by his touch.

She was hyper-aware of every sensation.

Qingyi's large, powerful hand was mashed against the soft, yielding skin of her bottom, his fingers digging deep into the flesh, unable to fully contain the sheer volume of her perfect orbs. With every slight shift, his fingers glided over her pale, creamy skin, which was now slightly slick with sweat.

His left hand was caught in a similar predicament, clutching one of her colossal breasts. It was nowhere near large enough to wrap around even half of that vast, pale peak, but it served to keep her dress from falling further.

She was almost entirely bared to his gaze.

Only her pink nipples remained concealed. Everything else—her thick, shapely thighs, her wide hips, and the delicate cleft of Venus formed by her plump, virgin pussy—was on display.

Qingyi took it all in.

The texture, the sight, the incredible elasticity of her blemish-free skin; it was nothing short of divine.

"Q-Qingyi... I'm grateful, but... your hand..." Celestia whispered, her voice bordering on a plea.

"Oh..." Feigning a mistake, Qingyi retracted his hand from her chest, only to move it downward so that both of his hands were now greedily gripping her buttocks.

"Nghnn~~" Celestia moaned once more, feeling the renewed pressure as Qingyi squeezed her rear with hunger.

This new stance pulled her flush against his chest, her face buried in his shoulder. Against her lower belly, she felt the unmistakable pressure of a hard, throbbing bulge emanating from Qingyi's crotch.

It was massive and pulsing.

"C-can we please go down?" she managed to ask, her voice trembling with such intense embarrassment that it was barely audible.

"Of course." He smirked, descending to the ground. Once they landed, Celestia quickly pulled away, her dress finally fluttering down, though it still struggled to contain her ample curves.

Celestia retreated a step, her face burning crimson as she caught sight of the true scale of the bulge in Qingyi's trousers.

What was that enormous thing? Was that really what men used to conceive children?