Rise of the Cosmic_Emperor

With his hand on her ankle, Hal's eyes turned purple as he passed Lust flames into Reyna's body and the effects were instantaneous with the Dragon lady groaning as her body got hotter by the second.

She stumbled backward,

"What the hell... did you do to me?" She asked Hal who smiled as his eyes returned to their normal sapphire blue.

Reyna shook her head in a bid to regain control of herself.

Although how the shaking of the head was supposed to help against pleasurable flames eating away at her and sinking her deeper into the hole that was insatiable lust, was totally lost on Hal.

However, the surprise came when Reyna regained enough control of herself to actually attack him again.

However, she was so woozy and her legs were twitching so much due to pleasure that it was laughably easy for Hal to evade her strike.

Then being true to the perverted being he was, he stretched his hand to one of her breasts and kneaded it, and elicited a moan from her lips right as the flaming whip expanded and exploded on his face.

He evaded that fairly easily as well but Reyna was suddenly punching at his midsection with an expression that told Hal that if it hit, he would never be the same again.

He was not worried though as he snapped his fingers and the flames of lust inside the dragon lady increased in heat and effect by blazing ever hotter.

"Mmnngghhhh" Reyna moaned and fell to her knees while clamping her knees together as though to hide the moistness of her inner thighs.

'Why do I feel so good... And hot?' She thought to herself.

As Hal could smell her arousal, he had no need for physical proof.

He attempted to cut her with the Broadsword Artifact,

"Clang*

But it gave off a metallic sound after connecting to what Hal could now see were scales. Dragon scales.

Strong enough that his weapon had no hope of cutting through.

Then Reyna grinned as her skin turned red hot and Hal instinctively knew what she was doing; she was burning herself up on the inside.

Which was the approximate of fighting the flames with cosmic energy by a human cultivator.

Hal had no intentions of staying until she was done and immediately turned tail and ran off.

Reyna's burning out of the flames was over even faster than Hal could have anticipated and she was up and running in no time.

She followed the path she knew he had hone but soon sensed his disappearance.

There was no way he could have outrun her, she thought and began to search for the anchor of his pocket dimension.

He must be hiding inside it.

However, soon, she was puzzled.

Searching the whole area he had disappeared in did not take her long thanks to her Aurora Beast senses but even then she saw no anchor.

'The hell...' She thought before she was notified by her Communication talisman which she took out of her spatial ring and an authoritative female voice spoke out of it,

"Reyna, what is this I'm hearing about everyone in your platoon being dead"?" The voice asked.

Reyna looked uncomfortable,

"You know about that? Already?"

Hal who was standing a few meters away, with his invisibility hiding him from her sight and senses could almost hear the frown in the voice coming from the Talisman,

"The fact that I monitor you surely can't come as a surprise"

Reyna gulped,

"Well, in my defense, I already said I don't want to be a Lieutenant. I don't want to lead a platoon.  I'd rather serve under you, sis" she said.

"Oh spare me. You need to learn to be responsible. You need to learn to lead. I'll assign you to another C-class platoon until you learn to be responsible"

This time, Reyna rolled her eyes,

"You'd think with the death of the third, you would give up on this. You're obsessing over this leading a platoon thing way too much. It's unnatural for a General." She said.

The voice, which Hal now knew to belong to the General of the Dystopian Army and Reyna's sister paused from what he felt must be incredulity, and then spoke in a slow threatening tone of voice,

"Am I to take this as you trying to tell me how to do my job? Trying to change the dynamic of this 'sisterly' conversation of ours?" She ask and Hal could imagine her.

Looking very much like Reyna but a little more mature with a sweet and dangerous smile on her face.

Reyna shook her head vigorously, despite the fact that her sister could not see it,

"No, No, of course not. I'll return to camp and await appointment to another platoon" she said.

"Good" the General replied curtly and cut off the connection.

Reyna sighed, gave the area another look before she walked away.

Hal followed after to where the dead bodies still were and since Reyna was not making a point to hide herself with whatever concealment Artifact she had with her, he knew the moment she was out of range.

Quickly, he became visible again and sent all the bodies into the Beast habitat before he went after the rest of his group.

***

The only positive Melinda could ever point to for being a C-class expert was how often they were called upon to join expeditions and while she would never admit it to anyone, she actually appreciated her father insisting she joins arack under his control.

You might ask why?

Well, Devon Dane was far from being the only General on the Haron Empire Army but among those in the Silva Duchy, he certainly ranked the highest.

And as such, quite a number of imperial barrack in the Duchy was under his command and not the command of the Duke.

A Duke or Duchess can not be a General. In times of war when the Continent needs all hands on Deck and also certain important situations, they get ordered by the Emperor to lead Battalions basically stemming from their Duchys but in a normal sense, they could not be generals like Devon was.

Anyway, this was HIS expedition and as such in terms of asking for the bolstering of forces, he would always call first to the Barracks he commands.

Over the last two months, there had been call-ups as C-class experts died often on the battlefield and there were always openings.

Melinda was never worried about Hal. She knew him well enough to know, her father might die but he wouldn't.

That said, the whole point of her deciding to join the military was to get experience. Better herself as a cultivator and what better place to do that than the high-stakes environment of battle.

Before she was selected, there were call-ups five times which she considered low compared to the rate she had heard C-class experts died.

Those in her barracks, most of which she had taken to beating down at the raising of any doubts to her strength, were already used to her nonchalant take on the death rate.

Finally, in the sixth callup, she was selected and the journey to Gelread valley began.

When they finally arrived at the camp, she learned through the Lieutenant she was assigned to serve under that the General and his commanders were provoking the final battle and that C-class companies would be spearheading this provocation.

"Stay here, Lady Melinda. I have to send news to the General that you are here" the Lieutenant said.

He was aware that Melinda was the General's daughter and did not wish to risk his own neck by having her die before he even delivered the news Of her arrival.

Melinda wanted to wait.

She actually did.

However, she could not stop herself from snooping and found out that among C-class companies, Hal was actually quite popular.

He was known as the Blue-eyed psychopath.

(It was not limited to his Company)

It actually brought an endearing smile to her face but it slipped when she further learned that he was part of a company sent to the Dystopian camp to 'Provoke the Deciding battle'.