Cause and Effect

Abyss!

The sky was gray and overcast. On one peak of the Yak Mountains stood a lavishly decorated palace.

A Baroque dome and crystal chandeliers, clear as glass, cast a soft glow.

"Who are these beauties? They're me!"

All around stood countless mirrors of every kind of material. Draped in a gauzy veil, Dinaya Aman gazed drunkenly at her reflection with beautiful eyes.

Each mirror reflected a stunning woman of a different style, face, and figure.

Cute, sweet lolis; sexy, intellectual mature beauties; fiery, tsundere girls; voluptuous, gentle maidens.

In the gaps between the mirrors were embedded countless twelve-faceted crystals.

Through the distorted light of the crystals, one could see naked women lying within each one, their eyes peacefully closed as though asleep.

Crack!

Suddenly, an ancient stone mirror shattered.

The phantom of the Quasit Jieluofei appeared, then burst like a soap bubble.

A Soulstone shattering for no reason meant that the Quasit Demon who had offered up its soul was dead.

Dinaya did not care in the slightest whether other demons lived or died, but Quasit Jieluofei was different. It was a demon stationed in the mortal world.

"Something happened to the altar! Useless trash!"

Dinaya Aman frowned, realizing the severity of the situation.

She hurried toward a blank crystal in the corner, her body slowly merging into it.

The demon altar was a secret passage, a coordinate the Abyss had left in the mortal world.

Quite a few Abyss Demons had already descended in advance and gone into hiding. If any clue was exposed, they would surely face a grand purge by human wizards.

"..."

The ruins of Count Golden Lion's castle.

Wendy Chris awoke and opened her eyes, shedding the illusion of a white-haired, wrinkled old crone with sallow skin.

Her damaged body rapidly healed. Her wavy golden hair flowed like a waterfall, and her milk-white skin melted into the moonlight. Her curvaceous figure traced a perfect silhouette.

Standing barefoot atop the collapsed castle tower, she stared in astonishment at the people holding muskets. "Mortals? A bunch of mortals?"

Beautiful! Like a goddess beneath the moonlight, everyone stared blankly at the beauty before them without blinking.

Bang! A flash burst from a musket, and a bullet shot toward Wendy Chris's brow.

Johnny Green bit through his tongue, briefly breaking free from the enchantment before pulling the trigger.

Though he did not know what had taken possession of Wendy Chris's body, that body was frighteningly delicate. One bullet could definitely kill her!

"Ah! As expected, the pure and innocent style doesn't suit me. Someone actually had the heart to kill me."

Wendy Chris wore a resentful expression and lightly tapped a finger. Faint ripples spread through space as the elements made the air incomparably viscous.

The bullet rapidly slowed, finally brushing against her tender fingertip like a ripe acorn falling straight down. Then, looking pitiful and delicate, she placed her slightly reddened finger into her mouth.

"What are you doing? Bang, bang..."

Such a beautiful girl—how could anyone bear to shoot her?

Johnny Green's teammates simultaneously raised their muskets and pulled their triggers at him. Their eyes burned with fury, as though they wanted to eat his flesh and sleep on his hide.

"..."

In the distance, Yin Ming ran wildly toward the Magic Beast Forest without looking back.

His wizard's intuition kept sounding warnings. A seductive voice rang in his mind. "Little wizard, why don't you dare turn around and look at me? Am I not beautiful enough?"

The demonic voice poured into his ears, stirring the instinctive desires of living creatures and sending wild thoughts racing through his mind. He desperately wanted to turn around and see the owner of that voice.

"Heart as clear as water; clear water is the heart. Though a breeze rose, the waves remained unshaken. Sitting alone amid secluded bamboo, I whistled long and played the zither. Entering meditation's Zen stillness, the poisonous dragon fled..."

Yin Ming recited the Clear Heart Mantra, driving the strange spiritual frequency invading his mind away.

"A seventy-year-old granny's breasts are hanging to her navel! There's nothing worth seeing. I like them young!"

Yin Ming's gaze cleared, and his speed broke past its limit, rising another ten percent.

To influence another person's mind from over a thousand meters away required spiritual power at least at the level of a Two-Ring Wizard.

The thought of a Demonic Beast with the spiritual power of a Two-Ring Wizard was terrifying enough.

"Me? Sagging? Old?"

Wendy Chris stared in disbelief, her fingertips brushing over skin so fine, taut, and delicate it seemed ready to break at a touch.

Her full, firm breasts blocked her view of her own feet. She licked her lips. "Little wizard, sooner or later, I'll squeeze you dry."

Wendy Chris did not pursue him. She did not even casually crush the wounded, fleeing Johnny Green.

This time, she had not descended through the altar's hidden passage. She was destined to be discovered by human wizards, so killing people to silence them had no meaning whatsoever.

Humans who did not become obsessed with her beauty, who did not sink into lust—

Their souls were like unripe, tart fruit. Harvesting them early was a shameful waste, and no demon would ever do such a thing.

Thud...

Wendy Chris's eyes were like silk. Her red lips lightly kissed the nails of her index and middle fingers, stirring up a fragrant breeze as she blew a kiss toward the stunned men.

Everyone instantly collapsed limply. More than a dozen illusory, transparent souls were sealed within a crystal ball.

Before the human wizards arrived, she went to the basement, waved a hand to turn the mound of skulls into a pile of dust, then took out a metal sphere covered in spell runes and destroyed and buried the basement, erasing every trace of the Abyss.

"..."

"A Quasit was, at any rate, a One-Ring Demon. It died to a group of mortals?"

In the Abyss, Christine sat upon a throne of white bones, listening to Dinaya Aman's report.

His pupils narrowed into two thin slits, and he nearly rose from his throne.

"Those humans obtained remnants of Alchemy Civilization and invented a Holy Gun. It goes pew pew pew and shoots little bullets—it's incredibly powerful!"

Dinaya Aman had changed into a playful new skin.

Having accurately grasped Demon King Christine's preferences, she enjoyed the skin bonus of halved punishment and doubled rewards.

"Then... forget it! How was the altar discovered?" Christine rubbed his forehead. Since things had come to this, he could only learn from the experience and prepare for next time.

"I asked! Apparently, they detected the fluctuations of an Abyssal Sacrifice. I don't know which demon ignored the prohibition."

At this point, Dinaya Aman could not help gritting her teeth. She wanted nothing more than to tear that rule-breaking demon into ten thousand pieces.

Achoo!!

At that moment, Red Nose, wandering through the Abyss, suddenly felt a chill run down the back of his neck and could not help sneezing.

He warily looked from side to side, his face full of worry. "Could Master have regretted it? Where exactly is the Soul Crystal Mine!!!"

"..."

"Abyssal Sacrifice! There are other possibilities too. Perhaps it was a human demon warlock!" After thinking for a moment, Christine continued asking.

"Uh... there was actually another tiny, insignificant reason."

Dinaya Aman shrank her neck and said timidly, "You know my Succubus Aura can only cover a radius of three hundred meters. Those humans also invented something called a telescope, which can pull scenery hundreds of meters away right before their eyes, so..."

"You, you... For a descended incarnation, you just had to go to such lengths to maintain a youthful appearance..."

"Making me into an old granny with goosebumps and breasts hanging to her navel—even for one second—would be worse than death!!"