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

"Unfortunately, it's still a little short!"

Ivania spoke softly, her words filled with regret.

At that very moment, above the flowerpots in the room, as the spatial rifts rapidly healed, the demonic sword that housed Aatrox reappeared in the room.

Luo Tian didn't have the strange habit of having others watch him during certain activities, so Aatrox was blasted away by Luo Tian's punch and locked out of the space from the very beginning.

Only now, without external interference, has it returned to this room during the space's restoration process.

However, Aatrox, despite being tormented like this, was not angered. The deep eyes within the demonic sword looked at Ivania before him, and his hoarse voice carried a meaningful undertone:

"I smell a conspiracy in you."

"I cannot understand how Luo Tian could possess such immense power without losing his true nature. The strength of his will is something I have never seen before in my life."

I never imagined I'd be fooled by your clumsy performance.

Ivy's silvery-white eyes looked at the demonic sword, her index finger lightly touching her cheek, her eyes flashing slightly as she said:

"Does Lord Aatrox intend to betray us to our lord?"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Aatrox burst into laughter, his hoarse and tyrannical voice filled with an unprecedented joy.

"Inform? Why would I inform on someone?"

"I'm overjoyed that someone as powerful as Luo Tian could be seduced by mere desires!"

Even though the shattered space separated us, I could still feel the restlessness of the soul's will surrounding him, which must have been the result of being entangled in original sin.

I really hope he succumbs to desire and, ultimately, driven by original sin, truly masters the power of the Darkin!

Upon hearing Aatrox's voice, Ivynia simply smiled.

Although she was seducing Luo Tian, ​​she did not believe that the supreme Lord would succumb to shallow desires.

Therefore, in response to Aatrox's words, Ivania merely bowed slightly and parted her red lips to say:

"Then, Lord Aatrox, please wait and see!"

Then, Ivynia strode her long, shapely legs clad in black stockings and turned toward the door.

"Wait a moment!"

Aatrox's voice rang out again, this time with a hint of savagery.

Ivy's beautiful eyes flickered slightly as she said:

"Does Lord Aatrox intend to back out?"

"No, I just want you to pull me out of the flowerpot."

The sword demon, standing in the flowerpot, said this.

......

After sitting at the door for a while, Luo Tian finally felt himself recovering slightly from the weak and powerless state he had been in after giving himself a "w" (a Chinese internet slang term for being overwhelmed or ineffective).

Although my body still felt completely empty, my mind had an unexpectedly refreshing feeling.

As if a heavy burden that had been weighing on him had been lifted, Luo Tian felt exceptionally relieved to be free again.

"What's going on? Is this a side effect of the 'wise maniac' mode?"

The owner of the prestigious single aristocrat skin was naturally completely ignorant of these things, and just as he was wondering about it, the neatly dressed Ivania walked out of the room.

Her delicate face still exuded a holy and aloof aura, but when Luo Tian recalled that this aloof and proud face had been stained with dirt just minutes before, he felt as if his brain was trembling.

In addition, Luo Tian discovered something unusual about Ivynia.

Upon closer inspection, it felt as if a rich aura was constantly settling around her and merging into her body.

Like a creature's fear before its inevitable death, the alternation of life and death seemed to unfold in her life.

"Wait a minute, that's the will of the soul!"

Luo Tian suddenly opened his eyes wide, his gaze filled with shock.

Having been tormented by the will of the souls of millions of dead for four whole months, Luo Tian was extremely familiar with this aura.

The faint, lingering will of the soul, born from the devouring of souls, accumulated continuously during the dark and dreary years of Summoner's Rift, eventually growing to an incredibly terrifying level.

Since the soul's will grew alongside Luo Tian throughout his life, Luo Tian had no way to suppress it and could only let it grow wildly.

And now, a fluctuation of soul will has suddenly appeared in Ivynia's body, doesn't that mean...?

Thinking of this, Luo Tian immediately calmed down and observed himself.

The terrifying soul will that haunted his soul seemed to have been torn away with a small gap.

It was this gap that released the pressure on his soul, which made Luo Tian feel refreshed.

At this moment, Luo Tian's heart was filled with joy. He had finally found a way to solve the problem of becoming a maniac and causing the world to be destroyed.

"If we keep going, we will..."

Compared to the gap of about one in a million that had been reduced in his soul will, Luo Tian, ​​who had just smiled, instantly turned deathly pale!

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Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Fall of the Nun!

In those short two or three minutes, Luo Tian experienced the most dramatic ups and downs of his life.

At first, they were overjoyed to find a solution to their problems, but in the next moment they were overwhelmed by the horror of reality.

"One in a million!"

Luo Tian felt a dryness in his mouth, and that feeling of powerlessness and weakness surged into his heart again.

The exercise he had just performed, at most three or four times, had already made Luo Tian feel weak and powerless, as if he had been hit by five dog heads. Not to mention the millions of times needed to completely clear away the residual influence of his soul will.

Luo Tian admitted that the process was indeed very enjoyable, especially the storm inhalation from Ivynia, which was absolutely amazing!

But if you do it millions of times, even someone like me, the owner of this "single aristocrat" skin, would be completely drained, right?

At this moment, Luo Tian had never hated his past self so much for being so self-disciplined.

If it were just a few hundred million less, I wouldn't be in such despair right now.

Taking a deep breath to calm himself down, Luo Tian began to carefully consider why Ivynia was able to resolve his soul and will issues.

Luo Tian did not believe that a wave of frenzied attacks from the berserk Confucian scholars would alleviate his soul and will problem.

I'm a normal person, not the protagonist of some hentai manga. There's no reason why I could solve my physical weaknesses by going into depth and understanding this aspect.

"There must be something wrong with something else!"

Luo Tian affirmed in his heart.

At this moment, Ivynia slowly walked to Luo Tian's side, her pretty face still displaying a holy and aloof beauty.

"Your Majesty the Demon King!"

After giving a graceful bow, Ivyia sat down next to Luo Tian.

Her delicate body leaned lightly against Luo Tian's shoulder, her long, slender legs in black stockings stretched out freely below the steps, constantly attracting Luo Tian's gaze.

As Luo Tian focused his gaze on the faint trace of soul will within Avenia, he suddenly remembered Avenia's title.

"She is known as the Death Sister, and she follows the Death Cult, so her abilities should be related to death."

But based on what I know of her, her current ability seems to be limited to gravity. So, in what aspect does she truly embody the title of "Death Nun"?

"Was it a title given to her by enemies out of fear after she killed them? Or... is this ability to kill related to her ability to absorb the remaining soul and will within me?"

A sudden realization dawned on Luo Tian.

What Luo Tian called the soul's will was essentially a remnant of will left behind after countless souls were devoured.

This residual will is actually insignificant, but with a base of hundreds of millions, the size of these soul wills becomes incredibly large, becoming a negative state that is difficult to remove from Luo Tian's body.

To some extent, these wills of the soul are products of the death of the soul, and it is not unreasonable to say that they are related to death.

Ivania's ability to draw upon the will of the soul from herself is likely determined by her ability related to death.

Thinking about this, Luo Tian felt as if he had found the answer to the problem.

Actually, if you think about it carefully, Ivynia's methods for dealing with the residual soul's will are already quite impressive.

The sheer number of hundreds of millions of residual soul wills means that even absorbing just one millionth of them each time would still amount to a considerable quantity.

The impact Ivyia can currently have is still extraordinary.

Thinking of this, Luo Tian's mood calmed down a bit.

"Forget it, no one says that all of this stuff has to be cleaned up. As long as it doesn't accumulate to the point of affecting my nature, that's enough."

If absorbing just one in a million can have such an effect, what would happen if it were one in a hundred thousand or one in ten thousand?

Thinking of this, Luo Tian's spirits lifted.

He tried to stand up from the steps, but the violent movement pulled on a certain part of his body, causing Luo Tian's face to twitch.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong?"

Ivyia quickly stood up and looked at Luo Tian with a face full of concern.

"I'm fine! I'm alright!"

Luo Tian waved his hand, forcibly suppressing the feeling of being completely drained, and asked Ivynia:

"Ivy, do you feel any changes in yourself?"

A hint of doubt flashed across Ivy's cold and beautiful face. Her pale silver eyes narrowed slightly, as if she were sensing the aura emanating from her.

The next moment, Ivy's delicate face melted as if an iceberg had melted, and a joyful smile appeared on her lips.

"Your Majesty, I have received the gift of death!"

"This is the manifestation of a powerful soul's resentment and unwillingness before it completely disappears from the cycle of reincarnation!"

It itself symbolizes the fading and end of life, the greatest extension of the will to die!

Luo Tian smiled knowingly and was about to explain to Ivynia when Ivynia's next words made his expression change drastically.