Transmigrated As A Beautiful Cannon Fodder Omega To Marry An Evil God Alpha In Place of Another - Chapter 23.1

The Holy Light Empire had clearly written in the gift list. Second Prince Bai Rui Patrick, of noble Alpha blood, the pride of the Royal Family.

Emperor Qi Li had known about this substitution trick all along, but he was happy to see it play out. He had lived too long and knew that finding something to amuse him wasn’t easy. In other words, it was quite interesting and refreshing, he was happy to play along.

His thin lips parted, brushing against that burning palm as he finished the sentence: “Careful, Second Highness.”

“Who is the ‘Second Highness’!”

Bai Rui could hardly hide his rage, the corners of his eyes flushed: “Who the hell is the ‘Second Highness’!”

Emotions tore at his heart, making Bai Rui feel as if he had fallen into an endless hell. His body heat was like surging lava, completely uncontrollable. Using his sweat dampened fingers, he once again grabbed the collar of A-Wu’s wide cloak.

By pulling A-Wu’s collar and relying on the support at his waist, Bai Rui managed not to collapse.

He gripped tightly, like a drowning man clutching his last straw, subconsciously pressing his entire body against the other.

They were pressed very close.

With blurred vision, he fiercely tugged at the other’s collar, his voice hoarse: “Who are you calling the Second Highness? Who is the Second Highness?”

Unfortunately, his “fierceness” was betrayed by a slight tremor of tears. The crimson at the corners of his eyes was too alluring, and he lacked any real intimidation. Instead, he pressed even tighter into the embrace, delivering himself into the other’s arms.

The waist in his arms was slender and soft. Qi Li’s eyes darkened.

In the dim environment, Qi Li held the slender waist. The darkness stripped away their vision but magnified their sense of touch.

The delirious, hazy eyed Bai Rui pressed into his chest, and Qi Li realized that the skin temperature was terrifyingly high.

He wondered if a human could truly withstand such a scorching heat, it felt as if he were holding a piece of burning coal. Where their skin touched, the heat seemed even more intense.

Qi Li, who had been disguised as A-Wu all this way, finally showed a look of genuine seriousness.

He held the hot-breathing Bai Rui in his arms and reached up to gently brush aside the sweat soaked, long strands of hair, revealing the fair, smooth back of the neck.

Beneath the pale skin, something seemed to be trying to burst through the flesh, throbbing wildly.

“This is…”

A gland?

When they were changing clothes on the road earlier, Qi Li had paid special attention.

Although Bai Rui smelled very sweet, he wasn’t considered an Omega, he didn’t have a gland.

Was this reddened patch under the skin… an Omega’s gland?

His long, well-defined fingers brushed over the restless gland beneath the thin skin, only to find that it was becoming even more burning to the touch.

Flowing beneath the surface, it seemed like glowing lava, surging with an overwhelming momentum, clashing and roaring, “running riot” under the fine, pale flesh.

“You…”

The gland at the back of his neck had actually been touched.

Bai Rui shrank sensitively, and then an inexplicable sensation flooded his heart.

He wanted to cry, and he wanted to laugh. His skin pained from the heat, and his chest itched from the burn. Somewhere else, an inexplicable flowing sensation felt extremely uncomfortable. Instinctively, he tried to toss his head and curl his body, but a large hand roughly pinched the back of his neck, stopping his struggle.

Bai Rui could only lean his neck back like a drowning man, his head resting in the palm of that large hand. With eyes moist with tears, he stared at the hazy scene before him.

Red light flickered in those narrow eyes. To Bai Rui, whose consciousness was already muddied, they seemed even more beautiful.

A sudden flashback hit him, a few days ago, led by Black Dragon, he had walked through the long corridors of the castle. He had stopped in front of a massive oil portrait of the Wizard Emperor.

The corridor was silent, the portrait was towering.

One had to crane their neck to take in the entire scene.

Encased in a golden frame was a bust of the Wizard Emperor.

The tall man was shown in a three quarter profile. His silver-white hair was slightly curled, the strands gleaming with a soft luster. It was very long, seemingly extending past the waist of the bust, though its true length remained unknown. His features were sharply defined, deep eye sockets, a high bridge of the nose, and naturally thin lips. Even with his eyes blindfolded by a three finger wide lace ribbon, one could sense a face of extraordinary handsomeness.

At this moment, in his blurred vision, Bai Rui perfectly overlapped the face from the oil painting, the one covered by lace with the sharply defined face of A-Wu before him.

“Who are you…”

Bai Rui parted his lips, which were flushed red and glistening, but the voice that came out was low and hoarse.

The sound felt as if it were coming from a great distance. He had the surreal sensation of hearing a far-off version of himself speaking.

The high fever burned like a prairie fire, slowly roasting Bai Rui’s remaining nerves.

He was extremely hot, and he desperately wanted…

This was an experience he hadn’t had in nineteen years.

Qi Li did not answer. Instead, he narrowed his eyes at Bai Rui: “For someone of your age undergoing differentiation, this dosage is still too high.”

At this point, Bai Rui heard the other person’s voice as if it were muffled under a stream of water, bubbling, indistinct.

What were they saying? He couldn’t hear clearly.

What differentiation?

In a fit of pique, Bai Rui raised his hand. From some unknown source of strength, his soft palms exerted force to the left and right, and A-Wu’s already tattered robe was torn wide open.

Broad shoulders and pectoral muscles were thus exposed.

As the torn buttons moved further down, one could glimpse the firm waist and abdomen with eight pack abs.

Qi Li froze for two seconds before reacting. He raised an eyebrow and looked at Bai Rui’s face as the boy gasped for air.

He looked like a dying white swan, his body leaning back, his neck stretched into a beautiful arch.

Inside his mouth, where the temperature felt exceptionally high, the tip of his tongue looked strikingly crimson.

He opened his mouth, then said with ragged breath: “Didn’t you ask what comes next? This is what comes next.”

Clearly, I’ve taken mine off. If you don’t take yours off, you’re being impolite.

Qi Li’s eyes narrowed, and then one corner of his thin lips curled up into a smile.

“True. Is there not an old saying from the ancient Eastern lands? ‘Courtesy demands reciprocity.'”

He glanced down at his torn clothes, the smile at the corners of his mouth deepening.

“Mhm. As it should be.”

In the darkness, the tongue screamed, emitting a series of wicked laughs: “Keke-ke-ke-ke…”

“With this much catalyst, even an elephant would go into heat! Dammit, why haven’t you two started yet? Hurry up, hurry up, stop stalling! Hahaha”

The voice was too loud. In this dark, heavy environment, at the moment when two pheromones were entwining and reaching 100% compatibility, it sounded like a lunatic escaped from an asylum, dancing around them in surround sound.

“What are you looking at? Think you’re a big deal just because you’re tall?”

“Hurry! Go for it! Hahaha”

The tongue likely sensed that Bai Rui had lost all conscious will to resist. Driven by a massive amount of catalyst, he had fallen into a state of blurred ecstasy.

Thinking the danger had passed, it hopped around even more joyfully.

It didn’t understand how much of a lethal dose of catalyst was piled up here. It had been stolen anyway, it never kept inventory. In the black market, it would blackmail nobles whenever possible, claiming it had plenty. In reality, it had no idea how much it actually had, it would just throw out some goods, pull a big heist, and run.

Pirates were never big on meticulous management. He and those Annan pirate sailors were all brutes; they couldn’t even manage basic addition and subtraction.

Thus, he had no idea of the danger Bai Rui was in.

Omegas who differentiate as children, or are born with Omega secondary characteristics, are safer and more stable.

But Bai Rui was already nineteen. Differentiating for the first time as an adult is extremely dangerous, and the most dangerous path is differentiating into an Omega.

Unless an Omega’s gland is formed from childhood, forcing a space for a gland to break through the flesh at an older age is no different from forcibly jamming a foreign object into the body. The pain can leave a person drenched in sweat, accompanied by a fever that refuses to break. Such incidents have cost lives before.

Of course, Jayne, the black-hearted pirate, never cared about the lives of others.

Especially those who made him suffer. Now, he circled the two of them, jumping into the light in a state of madness, leaping, screaming, and making the slimy sounds of a frog flicking its tongue.

“To hell with it, you’re tall for nothing!”

The slimy tongue began to bounce on the spot, making squelching noises.

“The little beauty is differentiating right in front of you. Are you impotent? You must be impotent, right?”

“Dammit, I’ve really had enough. After all this time, the little beauty was the one who tore your clothes. You grew all that muscle for nothing…”

“Too loud…”

Bai Rui frowned uneasily, his eyes already closed.

But his frequently trembling eyelashes silently spoke of the uncontrollable, surging chaos of his emotions.

It was likely too noisy, and the noise made Bai Rui increasingly unsettled.

Tears that hadn’t yet fallen still clung to the corners of his eyes.

The silent man shot a sidelong glance at the jumping tongue. He simply took off his own outer robe and wrapped it around the delirious and weak Bai Rui, deliberately tying it at the collar to prevent the fair skin from being exposed.

His movements were slow, but every action was one of protection.

Only his muscular upper body was revealed, broad shoulders and a narrow waist. When he crouched down, his lean “mating muscles” were visible from the side.

The tongue continued its tireless, noisy chatter. It shouted: “Oh? Is it starting?”

“Hey, hey, hey! What’s wrong with you? Why did you take yours off only to put it on him? I swear.”

The tongue’s howling came to an abrupt halt. It saw the man with hair reaching his ankles slowly stand up after settling Bai Rui.

His towering physique and solid muscles were fully on display.

The pressure brought by his height and build even stunned the tongue, making it forget to chatter for a moment.

“Wh… what are you doing?”

The slimy, disgusting thing let out a stuttering sound.

Inexplicably, being watched by that disdainful gaze felt like being pinned to the ground.

The air was filled with Alpha pheromones and the strongest kind, S-class.

A pheromone level so rare that between the Plains of Wind and the Dark Moon Lands combined, a second instance could hardly be found.

“Su… su… super…” Shrouded by the towering figure, the tongue appeared vulgar, weak, and pathetic. Its stuttering worsened: “Super S-class Alpha pheromones…”

The tongue suddenly realized it had provoked someone it shouldn’t have.

But as for who, it didn’t know. After all, its original body, Captain Jayne, didn’t have much of a brain either, he only knew how to be angry and kill people all day long.

Today he had hit a wall. If he weren’t just a tongue, he would have definitely knelt and wet his pants under such intense, overwhelming Alpha pheromones.

“Who are you… you you you… you couldn’t be…”

The aura was too powerful. The tall figure didn’t bow his head, but merely lowered his eyes, looking at the shaking tongue as if it were trash.

“Quite disgusting.”

The magnetic voice spoke only these few words, his downcast eyes filled with loathing.

“Wh… what of it?”

Jayne’s tongue began a desperate final resistance, coiling up like a snake in an attacking posture: “This is what my true form is like. I am immortal! You think you can do anything to me? Only the Great Wizard Emperor can kill me, you’re not even worth looking at.”

The cursing stopped mid-sentence.

If it weren’t just a tongue, it would have bitten itself off with its teeth.

The man’s raven-black hair, which reached his ankles, began to change color starting from the top of his head.

A highly lustrous, silver hair with a faint pale gold tint quickly took over the strands from top to bottom.

During the transformation, as the color boundary moved downward, it carried fine frost and ice crystals.

“White… white hair… S-class super Alpha pheromones…”

The tongue became tied. It took a long time to straighten itself out.

A tone of disbelief had entered its voice.

“You you you, you are… could you be Wizard Emperor Qi Li himself??”

Super S-class Alpha pheromones were really not hard to guess.

In this world, who else was stronger than His Majesty Wizard Emperor Qi Li?

It was only at this moment that Jayne realized exactly how hard a wall he had hit.

This was the very person whose name he had been using to bluff the whole way, the Wizard Emperor Qi Li, who ruled the Dark Moon Lands and could change the world with a flick of his finger.

Unfortunately, this realization was the Jayne tongue’s final reaction.

Bang. Dust flew.

Qi Li stepped on the spot where the tongue had been wildly dancing. The slimy, disgusting thing was no longer there.

It had been crushed through the floorboards with a single step.