Chapter 1150 - 586: Second Round Begins: You’re as Laughable as Your Cover!
No matter if this car is going to kindergarten or not, Byron clearly couldn’t get down.
The data originally indicated that the dancer Salome was at the Fourth Order, but after unveiling, her strength as a Fifth Order Legendary Dancer was revealed.
Even among all the Hall Sequence Extraordinaries in the Old Continent, she is unquestionably a formidable presence.
Normally, when a Transcendent advances, no one would keep it secret.
A Transcendent of this level inherently represents significant interests and strategic-level deterrence for any country.
Unless... the method of advancement has an absolutely unforgivable major problem, or there’s some forbidden secret hidden within.
"According to the usual style of the Capricious Joker bringing fear to the world, this dancer, to advance, probably did something bad during the ’City-Toppling Dance’ ceremony.
That’s why she hides, sneaking to the sea, and ambushed me together with a ’traitor.’
Of course, more likely it is a coincidence; this pretender was not necessarily targeting me.
Every legend has a steadfast obsession, every piece of Strange Arts holds the potential to create miracles; if not for the Sun Stone Calendar, a crash might really occur."
As Byron watched Salome perform the ’Seven Layers of Veil Dance,’ he found that his feet were nailed to the ground, unable even to close his eyes against her performance.
This ability must not only be derived from the Strange Arts itself, but also from the immense enhancement provided by the Zero Level Sacred Relic left by Venus Goddess Ishtar.
He could only watch helplessly as the beautiful and alluring dancer Salome, with a flirty glance, danced and undressed.
First was the glittering gold crown on her head, cascading waves of black hair flowing down like a waterfall, followed by the sparkling crystal earrings on her earlobes, then the necklace around her neck...
Her dance was at times like a pure deer in the forest, and at other times like an enchanting fairy... every step landing on the tip of men’s hearts.
The sound of beads clinking, every expression and movement, from the tips of her hair to the alluringly painted black toes emits intoxicating charm, sultry and alluring to the extreme.
Even at the brink of life and death, it almost made one want to embrace her tenderly.
And as this Love and Desire Elf removed each accessory, she would take a step closer to Byron.
After three steps, besides her enchanting dance, even her warm and rich body scent penetrated Byron’s body through sight, hearing, mouth, nose... even pores.
He felt as if in the clouds, somewhat trance-like.
All his senses were conquered effortlessly by the opponent; the foundational ability of the dancer profession, Bodily Rhythm, was taken to perfection by this Legendary Dancer.
Matched closely with Byron’s Authority of Deceit, able to manipulate all others’ senses.
As time passed, Byron, upon a sudden realization, noticed Salome’s appearance changing subtly, increasingly aligning with his aesthetic preferences.
Originally, beauties above ninety points each had their unique traits, with preferences varying based on individual aesthetics.
Those stars most widely accepted might, in some eyes, not compare to the less famous niche beauties.
Just like now, targeting Byron alone, this Love and Desire Elf seemed to have smoothed out her last flaw, forcefully becoming a customized allure.
Every feature grew precisely in his heart.
Even if Louis XI, who found women nauseating, were to come, he could not escape becoming enamored.
"No, that’s not right!"
As Byron watched, sudden vigilance surged in his heart.
Though this was a virtual timeline, apart from seeing or hearing information, nothing could be brought back to the real world, nor would he be injured or die.
Causing him, who originally intended to witness the opponent’s methods and seek flaws, naturally lacked strong psychological resistance.
But after Salome approached with three steps, he suddenly realized it was not his lack of forceful escape but his strength severely weakened without reason, making escape impossible even if desired.
Reflecting divine light back to examine himself, he found the seven layers of Divine Aura being stripped three layers as Salome removed three layers of accessories.
On observing the dancer opposite, though having removed three layers of adornments, she gained three layers of divine light originally belonging to Byron, radiating a nurtured glow like a ripe, sweet fruit.
Meanwhile, Salome straightened her snow-white jade feet, stepping out the fourth step toward Byron.
In a most graceful spin, she untied her wrap, the purple slip along with the two remaining tasseled chest decorations leaving her body entirely.
Instantly, a fragrant jade aura filled the room with brightness.
Not only was there no shyness in her eyes despite being naked before a strange man, but rather, as if intoxicated by fine wine, her cheeks bloomed red, and the allure in her bright green eyes overflowed.
Byron’s divinity was stripped another layer; with four layers gone from the seven, despite having an essence far more robust than ordinary Fifth Order Legends or Pseudo-Gods, the Fifth Order Rank began to falter.
Fortunately, at this time, with Salome lifting the Zero Level Sacred Relic’s information blockade, the Sailing Logbook successfully activated the Echoes of History.
Together with the Sun Stone Calendar, revealing what kind of history the ’Zero Level Holy Relic: Seven Layers of Veil of the Venus Goddess Ishtar (Incomplete)’ truly possessed.