Five hundred years of stacked Q, this one Q, unique and unparalleled throughout eternity!

Luo Tian tapped his forehead lightly with his index finger, pondering how to deal with Ivyia.

After a moment's consideration, Luo Tian made up his mind.

Walking up to Ivynia, Luo Tian looked her over with admiration at her alluring attire before asking with a hint of deeper meaning:

"Are you really willing to offer your soul to me?"

Ivyia lowered her head and whispered:

"This is the command of our Lord."

"But what if I obtain your soul and then refuse to leave the Star World?"

Ivy's beautiful, cold face froze for a moment, as if she hadn't expected such a possibility.

She stared directly at Luo Tian, ​​a hint of confusion in her silvery-blue eyes.

"But according to the oracle, you should leave the Star World, shouldn't you?"

His cold words were filled with an unusual kind of naiveté.

Luo Tian spread his hands and said to Ivynia:

"You said I am the Demon King who will destroy the world! Since I have the power to destroy the world, why should I care about your so-called divine decree?"

Besides, that oracle was an order given to you; what does it have to do with me, the great demon king? Your strength is insufficient to drive me out of this world.”

"Moreover, the oracle you received tells you to offer your soul to me and ask me to leave the world of stars."

Since it's a plea and not a transaction, it proves I can ignore your plea and remain in the Star World.

As soon as she finished speaking, Ivania fell into deep thought, her delicate brows furrowing slightly as if she were facing a difficult decision.

It seems that in her mind, this kind of thing shouldn't happen.

Upon witnessing this scene, Luo Tian inexplicably felt a sense of guilt for bullying an innocent young girl.

The reason for this feeling is that Ivania is too easily fooled.

It seemed that in the eyes of this aloof nun, everything should follow divine decree and the "Lord".

When Luo Tian's overwhelming power overwhelmed the divine oracle, the aloof nun, who had been prepared to sacrifice herself for peace, seemed to have lost her way.

She seemed to have never experienced this feeling before, so much so that she was completely at a loss when Luo Tian questioned her.

From being tricked by a cult with no morals to being willing to offer up his soul, to now being tricked into giving away his soul by Luo Tian with just a few words.

His egregious behavior suddenly made Luo Tian feel that his title of "Great Demon King" was becoming somewhat fitting.

After a long while, Ivy looked up at Luo Tian again.

"You're right, I can't force you to leave the Star World."

Moreover, according to the oracle, my soul already belongs to you after I prayed to you.

Ivy's cold voice was an admission of Luo Tian's nonsense.

This made Luo Tian, ​​who had been trying to fool Ivynia with his words, pause for a moment, and a thought arose in his mind: "Will this really work?"

Ivania, kneeling on the ground, stared at Luo Tian, ​​her pale blue lips slightly parted, her eyes showing no fear.

"Your Majesty, what will you do with my soul?"

Chapter Thirty-Seven: Nun? Fool?

Ivy's cool voice, paired with her perfect figure, seemed to carry an indescribable, forbidden allure.

It was as if her very existence was a deadly poison.

Luo Tian gazed at the aloof nun, his mind churning with thoughts.

It would be a lie to say that Luo Tian had absolutely no interest in Ivynia.

Her aloof nun attire, contrasting sharply with her alluring figure, coupled with her cold and detached devotion, made her even more seductive.

Whether it's the milk foam or the black stockings with ties, they all fit perfectly on Luo Tian's XP system, which hasn't been updated in a long time.

In addition, and more importantly, Ivyia is not a resident of the Star World. As a transmigrator from another world, she is definitely a standard experience gain source. Long-term contact can bring Luo Tian considerable experience benefits.

Given all these circumstances, it would be difficult for Luo Tian not to be tempted.

but......

"Hmph! You think you can tempt me with this?"

Luo Tian, ​​who was half-squatting down, gently lifted Ivynia's chin with his index finger and looked directly into her beautiful, pale silver eyes.

At close range, Luo Tian could faintly smell the youthful fragrance emanating from Ivynia.

A slight smile played on Luo Tian's lips as he coldly said without any politeness:

"You think your mere beauty can disturb my experience of smelling fragrance?"

Standing up, Luo Tian put his hands behind his back, looking like a lonely hero, and kept muttering to himself:

"Am I talking to a member of the Gwen Bar? Why did you jump straight into the 'beauty seduction' phase right after we started smelling experience points?"

"Women only hinder my efficiency in absorbing information!"

"The enemy top laner tried to seduce me with a pretty girl, but I didn't go for it because you can't stack Q with a pretty girl!"

......

After a series of rather strange monologues by Ivy, Luo Tian sighed and said to the puzzled Ivy:

"Please choose a room in the manor to stay in temporarily!"

No one is allowed to leave the premises of the guardhouse without my permission.

Ivy stood up and gave a curt reply.

"Yes!"

Then, her long, slender legs clad in black stockings moved, and the aloof nun disappeared from Luo Tian's sight.

After Ivyia left, the conflicted and hesitant expression on Luo Tian's face disappeared, and a thoughtful look appeared in his eyes.

Back in his room, Luo Tian sat down in the chair behind his desk and picked up Ivania's file again.

Upon initial contact, Luo Tian didn't sense anything wrong with Ivyia; at least from his sensitivity to the soul, Ivyia seemed perfectly normal.

But Ivy's identity remains a mystery. Although she was nominally a gift from the "Lord" of the Death Cult, who can say for sure if there are any hidden issues involved?

Therefore, Luo Tian's current attitude towards Ivynia is to gradually make contact and ascertain her background. Finding out the identity of that Lord would be the best outcome.

A beautiful woman offered to you is certainly desirable, but you must also be sure she is not poisoned.

As a seasoned dog hunter, Luo Tian believed that no one could rival his self-discipline.

"I can tolerate enemy siege minions and enemy tower plates, so what's a mere little nun to me!"

Of course, if it really is non-toxic, Luo Tian will not be polite.

Just as Luo Tian was doing his daily self-discipline exercise, Ivynia found room number 001 among the many rooms.

As she pushed open the door and entered the room, Ivy's face remained icy cold.

But the moment the door closed, Ivy's expression suddenly changed.

Her delicate body leaned against the door, and an unusual blush appeared on her perfect, cold and beautiful face.

Ivyia gently stroked her smooth chin with her slender, jade-like right fingers, seemingly savoring the lingering scent of Luo Tian's touch.

"It is indeed my lord, it is indeed my lord!"

A hint of unprecedented madness flashed in Ivy's beautiful, silvery eyes, and her clear, cold voice seemed to be suppressing something.

With a light tap of her fingertip, accompanied by a distortion of space, a silver scale no bigger than the palm of her hand appeared before Ivinia.

Ivania held the scales in her left hand, gently stroking their exquisite silver exterior, her eyes filled with a mad infatuation.

"That restless will that devours billions of souls, that suppressed tyranny that seems poised to destroy the entire world at any moment—is this the great power that symbolizes the authority of death?"

"Despite having the power to control life and death and destroy all impurities in the world, they still choose to confine themselves to this fragile human body and be bound by cheap morality and righteousness."

What a compassionate soul this is, what a magnificent and sublime spirit!

As expected of my lord who holds eternal death in his hands!

Her beautiful eyes were filled with a dreamy look, her thoughts drifting away to who-knows-where.

Four months ago, a voice called Death Guidance suddenly appeared in Avenia's mind. That voice kept guiding her to Ming City to find someone and the true power of death.

Originally, Ivania did not believe in the so-called death guide; her perspective told her that there could not be a truly eternal death force in the world.

For four months, despite the death oath sounding several times, Ivyia ignored it.

But just yesterday, the Death Guide claimed that Mingcheng had opened a spatial passage to the abyss.

This great being, symbolizing death, clashed with the will of the abyss, forcing it to back down and causing the entire abyss's underlying order to begin to collapse.

Ivyia didn't actually believe such absurd claims at first.

The will of the abyss stands at the pinnacle of all realms. Even the gods can only bow before it. How could any individual life form possibly contend with such a mighty world will?

It wasn't until later, after learning that a saint from the Mage Association had come to this place, that Avinia decided to go there to investigate.

Finally, in this remote guesthouse, she met the purpose of her trip: the world-destroying demon god hidden in a human body.

The moment Avenia, the Death Sister, met Luo Tian, ​​she was completely captivated by him.

The soul will accumulated by Luo Tian from devouring billions of souls, the death intent so dense it couldn't be dissolved, and the wailing sound like a world falling.

For her, a nun of death, this was an irresistible and deadly temptation.

She began to fully believe in the death guidance that appeared in her mind, and thought it was a call to her from the concept of death symbolized by Luo Tian.

She called Luo Tian her lord and was willing to offer her soul and everything for him.

"When I first met my lord, I felt his wary gaze and the fierce, restrained attack he was about to unleash."

Unfortunately, I was so focused on admiring my lord's majestic body that I forgot that if I had allowed those strong arms to tear me apart, I would have willingly offered my soul to my lord for consumption, becoming one with him completely!

Beneath her dreamy, beautiful eyes, her delicate red lips parted slightly, uttering soft murmurs.

Her free left hand dangled down her high-slit long skirt...

After a long while, her beautiful legs, clad in high heels, slowly and weakly moved to the table in front of the room. Ivania, her clothes disheveled, slumped onto a chair in the room, panting softly.