Fate Makes Its Move

Her legs could no longer support her body, and with a thud, she fell backward onto the ice, but her face was still covered with a joyful smile.

This attack had no effect, but perhaps it was enough to let the Lord of Pleasure witness his will.

Humans are not all cowards, and not everyone will submit to the power of Evil God.

As for what kind of torment I will suffer next, I don't care. Bring it on, I'll take it.

Call...

The Lord of Pleasure suddenly let out a long sigh.

Although breathing is unnecessary for beings like them.

He clearly sensed Inas's will and Florence's will.

He showed respect for their will; for such weak humans to have achieved this was something to be proud of... But the Lord of Pleasure would not let these people off the hook because of it.

On the contrary, the Lord of Pleasure realized a very important point: in order to completely conquer all living beings in this world, it was necessary to kill all these real humans.

This will must be completely eradicated and eliminated; otherwise, they will never be able to completely subjugate the world to their feet.

But after killing all these real humans, what will be left in this world? Livestock?

The Lord of Pleasure suddenly felt a little bored.

He shook his head, deciding to stop thinking about these things for the time being.

He had to speed things up; the world's oppression and rejection of him were increasing every second, and because of these two women, he had already wasted too much time.

As for dealing with these troublemakers, there will be plenty of time later.

However, the way things unfolded was ultimately beyond the Lord of Pleasure's expectations.

When He turned His gaze to Eunibena again, the situation changed once more.

Right in the middle of that towering tree, circles of invisible mist were gradually spreading in mid-air, and strange traces gradually gathered together, eventually forming the outline of a human.

The outline became increasingly clear.

In the night breeze, a long, silvery-white dress flutters in the wind.

She had long, beautiful, jet-black hair.

She had fair, delicate skin, and a face so beautiful it could bring ruin to a country.

Her long, slender legs, encased in thick white stockings, appeared even more straight and shapely.

In a hazy, dreamlike state, this was a pure soul, her physical body frozen within Qin Chu's storage ring.

The Pride Witch Adelina has finally made her appearance.

Her dark eyes were staring at the Lord of Pleasure opposite her with an almost audacious air; even when facing a true Evil God, Adelina showed no fear whatsoever.

She is Pride, and nothing in this world can subdue her.

Adelina also interrupted her own process of advancing to Demigod, voluntarily separating from Qin Chu's body and appearing before the Lord of Pleasure.

This woman showed no fear whatsoever; in fact, one could even glimpse a hint of excitement in her eyes... After all, for a long time before this, she had been charging at the Evil God in the Void, but this was the first time she had truly glimpsed the Evil God's appearance.

Adelina's resistance was even stronger Ileta's; even when looking directly at a god, she showed no abnormalities. Perhaps this was because Adelina was currently only a pure soul.

A strange sense of unease welled up deep within the Lord of Pleasure's chest.

This feeling is really awful.

These tiny humans, appearing one after another before her—did they not feel any fear of death?

Could it be that they couldn't discern the true extent of the power difference between the two sides?

Frustrated, the Lord of Pleasure prepared to crush Adelina's pure soul completely... However, before the Lord of Lord of Pleasure could make a move, a gray-black figure floated over from beside Adelina.

Beneath the flowing black skirt were a pair of shapely, long, and beautiful legs.

Although there were some holes in the black pantyhose, it did not detract from the woman's stunning beauty at all.

With her smooth black hair gently swaying, her figure lingered beside Adelina.

The strange lines that had grown on her face from staring directly at the gods were still spreading, but Ileta didn't care.

Two women?

I've already said it, what difference would it make if there were two more of these weak women?

Have their brains really gone mad?

Just then, a strange fluctuation suddenly came, and right behind Ileta and Adelina, space was suddenly torn apart, and a figure walked out from it.

Her graceful and voluptuous figure exudes charm with every gentle sway.

Athena also appeared.

Before the gap in the Spatial Teleportation Magic Array could even heal, a new spatial rift appeared in another direction.

One by one, figures emerged from the crack.

Saya Nicholas Jr.

Saya Nicholas the Great.

Cynthia, the Moon Goddess.

Antia, the Empire's strongest Valkyrie.

Four figures appeared one after another, fighting alongside the previous three.

Her thin, frail body seemed to form the most solid wall at this moment, resisting the impact from ahead.

In the distant sky, a shooting star is streaking across the sky at an incredible speed... No, it's not just streaking across.

If you look closely, you'll see that this shooting star is practically moving through space, constantly jumping across the sky.

Before long, the meteor finally landed on the glacier, and another figure gradually emerged— Natia, the sole heir of the Sage Mountain.

However, at this moment, Natia was emanating a distinctly different aura—an extraordinary, even eerily powerful one!

Like the unfathomable depths of the starry sky!

Chapter Two, 8,000 words today. The year is finally over, and the kids are back in school. Tomorrow I can resume updating at least 12,000 words a day, yay!

Chapter 538 Fate Takes Action

Natia's condition was clearly somewhat strange.

She is the most outstanding genius of Sage Mountain in all these years. She received instruction from twelve master teachers from a young age, and her strength improved at an astonishing rate. However, even now, Natia has not yet broken through the level 90 limit.

At this moment, Natia's aura was no less powerful than Florence's Athena's.

Little Saya, Big Saya, and Adelina's gazes unconsciously swept over Natia. These powerful and intelligent women could all see that the aura and power emanating from Natia did not originate from Natia herself, but from elsewhere.

Natia is more like a transit point, through which Natia and powerful energy is released.

Without a doubt, all these girls sensed that Qin Chu was in danger, or rather, noticed the terrifying fluctuations here, and rushed over at top speed.

They had no prior contact or consultation with each other.

Even after they arrived here, they didn't exchange the slightest bit of communication with each other.

But everyone acted in a remarkably consistent manner, their figures lined up in a row, blocking the Lord of Pleasure's path.

Even a casual observer could sense the terrifying aura emanating from the Lord of Pleasure.

Even the mighty Lord of Pleasure felt a growing unease deep within him at this moment; He could not comprehend these insignificant lives... Aren't humans the most afraid of death?

Why are these women completely unafraid of death?

What exactly is it that empowers these women to stand before me, giving them the courage to challenge an opponent they could never defeat?

Does death truly mean nothing to them?

There was even a smaller woman struggling desperately on the ground, trying to get up.

That's Antasia.

As the weakest of all the girls, Antasia didn't even have the strength to stand up under the oppressive aura of the god.

She seemed to be carrying the weight of countless mountains, the immense pressure making Antasia feel as if her cervical vertebrae and spine were about to break and twist.

Even so, Antasia struggled and writhed desperately.

Qin Chu came here for my sake.

She didn't want to see Qin Chu get hurt, absolutely not.

Do you crave power?

Suddenly, a cold voice reached Antasia's ears.

That familiar feeling reminded Antasia of the murmurs that had once echoed in her ears... but unlike those murmurs whose meaning was completely incomprehensible, this sentence was exceptionally clear.

Strength?

Yes, Antasia craves power.

Antasia also wanted to be a woman who could stay by Qin Chu's side and provide help to her lover, not just a beautiful vase.

"I need power!"

The princess of the Ice Grand Duchy stared wide-eyed at her deep blue eyes.

Her slender arms supported her body, her fingers gripping the ground tightly, her nails filled with ice shards.

"It will hurt a lot."

"It doesn't matter."

It doesn't matter.

It really doesn't matter.

At this moment, Antasia didn't care who was talking to her.

Anyone... whether it's a fallen god, Witch, or even some mysterious and evil being, it doesn't matter. All Antasia craves is immense power.

Before this, it was always her lover who protected her.

Antasia also hopes to protect her lover when he is in danger.

"Whatever you want from me, my life? My soul? It doesn't matter, come on." Antasia was panting heavily, her limbs forcibly supporting her body, and she actually managed to change from crawling on the ground to lying face down.

She was straining to straighten her back, and then, little by little, with trembling legs, she managed to stand up. All the etiquette of a princess was no longer important.

Antasia simply raised her dirty arm and vigorously wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand. "Lend me your power, and I'll give you everything you want from me."

"I see..." Antasia wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but the cold voice beside her seemed to have softened slightly. "Then, accept... our power."

The moment the voice in Antasia's ear fell, the ice beneath her feet suddenly shattered, and an indescribable chill surged forth like a torrent, instantly enveloping Antasia's slender body.

A dense chill rushed into Antasia's body.

Her slender, tall body instantly stiffened. Although she had always wielded the power of ice, at this moment, this power had clearly exceeded the limits that Antasia could withstand.

The extreme cold made Antasia feel as if her soul was about to be frozen.

Unable to control herself, Antasia suddenly opened her mouth...

Aaaaaah!

A piercing, pain-filled sound spread through the sky.

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts...

As the cold air invaded, a multitude of thoughts and memories also flooded into Antasia's mind at that moment.

This intrusion made Antasia feel as if her soul, consciousness, and brain had been completely thrown into a jumbled mess.

The indescribable stinging pain made Antasia feel as if her body was about to be torn apart and fall apart.

Throughout the entire ordeal, Antasia never uttered a word of protest. She simply endured the pain while simultaneously opening her body to accept the immense power.

The changes on Antasia's side even caught the attention of the Lord of Pleasure.

His eyes were now cold and indifferent.

Even this weakest woman is trying to rebel against me?

It was a ridiculous act, yet it ignited an unprecedented Wrath in the Lord of Pleasure.