Inside the simulation.
"Here for me?" Simulation Yun Ming's face was icy as his Power Sword whirled wildly in his hand. Each flash of the blade was accompanied by the fall of a Noise Marine, their corpses gradually piling into a small mountain.
Compared with Celestine and the Space Marines, Simulation Yun Ming's combat power was undoubtedly on an entirely overwhelming level.
Yet when the Daemonette attacked him, the situation changed in an unexpected way.
Celestine had been able to suppress the Daemonette with ease, leading Simulation Yun Ming to believe that he could crush his opponent just as effortlessly.
The truth was completely different.
Simulation Yun Ming was driven back again and again by the Daemonette's attacks, clearly struggling to keep up.
It turned out that the Daemonette's terrifying whispers and blasphemous visions had been constantly disrupting his mind.
The sounds lingered by his ears like a nightmare, shrouding his vision in a hazy illusion.
"I see it. I see your heart filled with endless desire. You want everything to belong to you. Come to my side, and I will fill the cravings of your soul with boundless pleasure."
The dreamlike voice rose softly, as though it were whispering directly against his ear.
Those sounds left Simulation Yun Ming dazed.
"Come. Come, come, come." The voice kept tempting him, filling him with an unprecedented yearning.
He saw endless pleasure beckoning to him. So long as he took that step, he could have everything.
"Do you yearn for pleasure's favor? Come to my side, and you shall possess every delight. Do not reject this gift. It will make you stronger and allow you to enjoy endless pleasure."
A sound like shattering glass rang out as an illusory figure seated upon a throne slowly approached from ahead.
It had a face