Who Will Step Up?

LadyDevimon gazed at the Rakshasa God and asked softly, "So you know where the door is?"

The Rakshasa God still answered honestly, "Of course I do, but that door will only open after sex."

LadyDevimon: "..." So it all came back to those two words, didn't it?

"Hey, don't look at me. I'm only a clone; I can't take your place," the Rakshasa God reminded her, hoping to kill off LadyDevimon's thoughts.

LadyDevimon smiled. "Then if we find your real body, can you take my place?"

"If you can find it, then naturally I can," the Rakshasa God answered seriously.

"Too bad you can't find it. Who would've thought that at my age, I'd get to watch something like this happen live? Hehehe..."

Suddenly, the tone changed!

The Rakshasa God's voice cut off abruptly, and panic appeared in her eyes.

Someone had grabbed her by the throat!

She stiffly turned her head and saw a stunning woman radiating holy energy. Her aura was no weaker than LadyDevimon's.

Angewomon tightly gripped her neck and asked expressionlessly, "So, where is your real body?"

The Rakshasa God said in shock, "You... who are you?!"

"Answer my question."

"Hehehe... cough, cough! Want to use me to cure Dongfang Yu's poison? Dream on! This is only a clone anyway. Go ahead and kill me. My real body will only suffer a minor injury." The Rakshasa God's face twisted into a vicious grin.

"You!" Angewomon's expression turned cold. She truly had no way to deal with the Rakshasa God right now.

This woman was far too cunning and cautious. Even though she knew the plan had succeeded, she had only sent a clone.

With someone like that teaching her, it was no wonder Bibi Dong had become so vicious.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. I understand now. You're