Qin Chu's Women

This is not a god known for his fighting prowess.

This deity's greatest skill is Desire.

If the oppressive force released by such a deity upon descending upon the world could reach such an exaggerated level, how exaggerated would it be if beings like the Star Devourer Blood, Darkness, and Death God were to descend upon this world?

Above the ice, Inas, Florence, and Antasia were the first to be impacted.

In an instant, it felt as if countless mountains were pressing down on them, a pressure that the three women simply could not bear.

A tightness gripped his chest, and with a loud "whoosh," he vomited mouthfuls of blood. His body became extremely weak, collapsing to the ground like a frail insect, convulsing and struggling.

The cultivation practice was forcibly interrupted.

They didn't even understand what had happened; they only felt their chests filled with indescribable fear and shock.

Ileta is the strongest, having already reached the Demigod level. She doesn't look as disheveled as Antasia and the other two, but her situation isn't much better.

His body felt as if it had been struck by a heavy blow; his already pale face turned as white as a sheet of paper in that instant, and a trickle of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

The process of breaking through to the Demigod realm was also forcibly interrupted at this moment.

The invisible pressure caused Ileta's already flat chest to become almost sunken.

That was an absolutely overwhelming, insurmountable gap.

Before the gods, all beings are equal.

Whether it's ants, wild beasts, Magic Creature, ordinary people, Grand Sage, War God, or Title Knight on the ground, there's not much difference; they're all just beings that can be easily destroyed with a breath.

Only true Demigod possess even the slightest capacity for resistance.

And this small amount of capital is extremely weak, almost negligible.

Who could have imagined that during cultivation, one would suddenly suffer such a violent impact? Ileta had seen Demigod before; Little Saya was Demigod herself.

But now, this terrifying sense of oppression far surpasses that of Little Saya; she is a true god.

Almost all the gods of the Skyvault Continent have perished, with only the Goddess of Fate remaining, who can move freely.

A sound that was almost a cry of anguish escaped Ileta's throat. She desperately mustered her strength and struggled to raise her head, gazing into the distance.

A figure floating in the sky, slowly descending, appeared before Ileta.

It is not much different from humans, yet it presents a bizarre form that is half male and half female.

It didn't make anyone feel disgusted at all; on the contrary, it made people feel the infinite charm emanating from this being.

A long, purplish-pink robe draped over her body was fluttering in the strong wind.

Its limbs are long and elegant, and its androgynous beauty is unforgettable and otherworldly.

He appears clean and full of vitality; he is elegant and charming, yet harbors an eerie quality.

Lord of Pleasure!

In that instant, Ileta understood which being stood before her.

Over the course of a thousand years, Ileta purified countless souls, and in the memories of some of them, she glimpsed the form of the Lord of Pleasure.

At that moment, Ileta felt a dryness in her throat.

Evil God, this is a genuine Evil God.

This was an existence that no one on the entire Skyvault Continent could rival, and a wave of despair even uncontrollably rose in her heart.

At this very moment, this powerful yet eerie deity hovered in mid-air, its strange eyes scrutinizing the world with an elegant and dignified air.

A cold, mocking smile curled at the corners of his lips.

Just then, Ileta suddenly sensed a slight movement around her. Her pupils contracted sharply, and in the next instant, she let out a piercing scream, "Don't look!"

The sound, like waves, spread across the ground.

It's just a pity that Ileta's voice came too late.

The pit where the Evil God's Remnant Limb were located was so large that it would take some time for the four women to make their voices travel.

Almost the instant Ileta let out that screech, the other three directions— Florence, Inas, and even Antasia, who was a little slower—all raised their heads.

Curious.

It has nothing to do with stupidity; it's simply human curiosity.

When they were suddenly confronted with this unexpected turn of events, their first instinct was to find out what had happened.

However, just as they raised their heads, three mournful cries rang out almost simultaneously.

Mortals must not look upon the divine.

Even just seeing it from afar was enough to give the three women an unprecedented shock.

Suddenly, the eyes of the three women simultaneously burned, and two streams of blood, like tears, flowed from them.

A strange, sinister sound rang in their ears, a sound like a man's roar as he thrusts into them, like a woman's passionate cry, sometimes a low panting breath, sometimes a suppressed groan.

Then it will turn into a depraved, terrifying howl that is even difficult to describe in words.

The three of them felt a surge of heat within them, and Desire was rising within them.

But their souls were also consumed by extreme pain.

Desire and pain tormented the three women's bodies simultaneously, causing them to spasm uncontrollably.

Ileta had already stepped halfway into the realm of Demigod and could barely hold on, but Florence, Inas, and Antasia simply did not possess such abilities.

On their faces, the backs of their hands, their necks, their collarbones... everywhere the eyes could see, tiny cracks began to appear on their skin.

Within the crack, tiny worms of purple, pink, and black seemed to be wriggling.

That wasn't all. Strange marks, like frost flowers on a winter window, spread across the three women's bodies with a crackling sound.

This is the consequence of peeping into the true gods—a torment that even Grand Sage, beings at level ninety, cannot withstand.

Screams and muffled groans of pain echoed amidst the chaos.

Although Ileta's condition was not as dire, the purplish-pink threads on her body were spreading rapidly, gradually climbing up her slender neck and covering her fair cheeks, making her face appear even more eerie and beautiful.

Ileta could bear the pain, but what Ileta truly found unbearable was the Desire that originated from the deepest part of her body, even from her soul.

Her body had become burning hot, and her consciousness was almost filled with Desire. She craved the opposite sex, she craved embraces, kisses, and a lover to fill her emptiness.

This is the most powerful authority of the Lord of Pleasure.

The moment they glimpsed the Lord of Pleasure, whether it was Ileta, Antasia, Florence, or Inas, they were all affected by his power. Desire was tormenting their will, interfering with, and even influencing, their souls.

Perhaps they should be thankful that this time they have glimpsed the Lord of Desire.

If they were the Blood, Darkness, and Death God, their bodies could shatter in an instant.

The four women were filled with fear, none of them knowing what they would become under the corrosive influence of the power of Desire.

Could it be that she'll become like those women in the Bliss Witch Coven, indulging in Desire and debauchery?

Don't want.

These proud women would rather die than become like that.

At some point, the muffled groans of pain all around had gradually transformed into a slightly strange moan.

Trying to resist the corruption of the Lord of Pleasure by relying on the will of mortals is simply too much to ask of a human being.

With this ability, the Lord of Pleasure wouldn't actually need to go through so much trouble to expand his followers. This place is a glacier, rarely visited by humans. If it appeared in a human-populated area, the entire city would probably turn into a grand, decadent, and indulgent party within minutes.

Countless living beings will become hopelessly immersed in this grand party, chasing after increasingly addictive pleasures.

Just then, the Lord of Pleasure in the sky, with his eerie, demonic, yet jewel-like beautiful eyes, casually swept over the four women... but it was clear that he had little interest in them.

These tiny insects are not worth His attention.

If He is in a good mood, He wouldn't mind letting these relatively pretty insects experience what the most perfect pleasure in the world is like.

But now, He still has important things to do.

The woman slowly raised one of her slender arms to gently cover her lips as she yawned.

Speaking of which, how many years have I been wandering in the Void?

Ever since I was banished from that azure planet by some damned bastards, I've been wandering in space. Who knows what's really going on on that planet? It seems like a world without any extraordinary abilities, but in reality, it's teeming with a bunch of weirdos.

The Lord of Pleasure has only extremely bad memories of that planet, and He has no desire to return to it under any circumstances... even though that planet could potentially have billions of followers if things went well.

A thousand years ago, War of the Gods on the Skyvault Continent.

The seven of them remained in the Void.

This is the first time I've entered the real Main World after such a long time, and it feels both magical and nostalgic.

Although His power was somewhat suppressed and weakened due to the rules of the world, it felt incredibly comfortable.

Moreover, as long as the connection between oneself and the Void remains, one can resist the suppression of the world's rules to some extent, and the impact is not significant.

If it weren't for the extremely important mission He was carrying, He would have loved to linger in this world for a while... Not long, a day would be enough for Him to convert all living beings in this world, whether Magic Creature, humans, or even beasts, into His followers.

Let the world be immersed in indulgence and Desire, that would be the most perfect paradise.

Ah, the scent of Desire, how captivating!

The Lord of Pleasure sighed inwardly.

He felt a pang of regret; He sensed that the world's rejection of Him was growing stronger over time, which was a truly terrible feeling.

His gaze eventually settled on the spot directly in front of him.

The first thing that catches the eye is that enormous, astonishingly large torso.

His heart trembled slightly, as if countless tiny, hairy insects were wriggling on his back.

That's a feeling that has never disappeared since the moment of birth, the feeling a child has when they see their father... For the Lord of Pleasure, the word "father" represents far more than just warmth.

The complete torso is now only half remaining; the other half has been devoured by Qin Chu and may have been reassembled within the man's body.

Fortunately, I wasn't too late.

Qin Chu seemed unaffected, even though Qin Chu strength was no greater than that of Ileta, the Daughter of Death.

However, on the surface of Qin Chu's body, countless green buds, like vines, densely wrapped and enveloped Qin Chu's body.

The tender green leaves are swaying gently, sending out ripples.

The oppressive aura and authority emanating from the Lord of Pleasure were all dispelled by the ripples spreading from the tender leaves, unable to erode Qin Chu. At this moment, Qin Chu was still breaking through the barrier to the Demigod realm, and the commotion from the outside world had no effect on Qin Chu whatsoever.

Seeing this, the Lord of Pleasure was not angry; in fact, He seemed rather pleased.

"Earth Mother Eunibena?"

"So you're not completely dead after all?"

"This is truly an unexpected delight!"

The first chapter, four thousand words in total, is presented here.

Chapter 535 Qin Chu's Women

(8,000 words)

The Skyvault Continent has many native gods.

However, in the eyes of the Lord of Pleasure, most gods were merely boring and foolish.

He felt that only the Earth Mother could be his true understanding person, after all, she was the mother goddess who gave birth to all things in the world, and in some ways, she held authority similar to His own.

Of course, this does not mean that the Lord of Pleasure will show any mercy to Eunibena as a result.

For the Void Seven Evil Gods, mercy has never existed.

However, if we could take this opportunity to completely destroy the Earth Mother, that would be just right.

Every world has its own laws, and the Skyvault Continent is no exception. Although the laws of different worlds vary, one thing is absolutely consistent: the rejection of foreign gods.

The laws of the world existed the moment life was born in this world.

And the first beings to be born in every world were almost all gods.

Once a rule is established, it cannot be changed.

The laws of the world will not be reset unless all the gods born from the origin of the world die.