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

"This must be a blessing from my lord after I devoted myself to His Majesty the Demon King!"

A devout and holy expression appeared on Ivyia's cold and beautiful face. Her silvery eyes closed slightly, and she clenched her hands and began to softly recite a prayer that Luo Tian could not understand.

Luo Tian's expression was rather unpleasant.

In Luo Tian's view, since Ivyia had given herself to him, she must be considered one of his own.

If Ivynia's absorption of the will to die helps her, it would be a win-win situation, and Luo Tian would be happy to share some nutritious good things with her.

However, Aivinia now considers the soul and will she received as a gift from the so-called "Lord," a behavior that greatly displeases Luo Tian.

Although he didn't know whether the "Lord" Avenia mentioned was male or female, or simply something like the will of the world or the concept of death, Luo Tian still couldn't help but feel jealous.

With his right hand, Luo Tian grabbed Ivania's perfect face, which was full of piety, and directly interrupted the cold and beautiful nun's devout prayer.

With his left arm around her slender waist, Luo Tian looked down at the aloof and beautiful nun who was so close to him.

In those pale silver eyes, where the piety had not yet completely faded, Luo Tian felt a strange, forbidden pleasure.

What could be more exciting in this world than leading a pure and aloof nun to depravity?

A wicked smile curled at the corner of his lips as Luo Tian stared directly at Ivania and said in a deep voice:

“Starting tomorrow, come to my room every day at noon, and I will supervise you in praying to the ‘Lord’ you serve!”

Ivyia's delicate body trembled slightly, as if she had sensed the malice hidden in Luo Tian's words. She, who had always been submissive in front of Luo Tian, ​​began to show a slight resistance.

It was as if her faith was her last inviolable bottom line, her only form of resistance against this world-destroying demon king.

She began to struggle, trying to break free from Luo Tian's embrace, but to no avail.

Before this world-destroying demon king, all struggles seemed futile.

Ivyia slowly stopped moving, her head lowered, as if she had resigned herself to her fate and gently agreed.

"Yes!"

Luo Tian smiled.

From an angle he didn't notice, Ivy's cold lips curved into a charming and alluring smile.

Chapter Seventy-Eight: Target, the Capital!

Luo Tian left work promptly at 5 p.m., carrying the Demon Sword and leading his knight towards the gate.

As Luo Tian passed by the security room at the entrance, he could already see that the lake in the distance was almost finished. The efficiency brought about by the combination of high technology and extraordinary abilities was simply unimaginable.

Faced with such efficiency, Luo Tian couldn't help but sigh. If those powerful and wealthy people in this world were even slightly human, they would be able to push their extraordinary abilities and technology to an extremely profound level.

At that time, whether it's interplanetary colonization or space exploration, the efficiency will be many times greater than it is now.

While the current StarCraft world is technologically advanced, there is a huge disconnect between cutting-edge technology and civilian technology.

In Luo Tian's eyes, cutting-edge technologies such as the Magic Train and the Steam City were nothing more than creations of science fiction.

In the general public, the technology they use in their daily lives is even less advanced than that of Earth before Luo Tian's time travel, which is quite intriguing.

Such a thought only flashed through Luo Tian's mind for a moment before he put it out of his mind.

Good afternoon, Mr. Luo!

Sitting in his wheelchair, dressed as a mummy, Grandpa Qin spoke with a broad smile.

Luo Tian wondered if it was just his imagination, but he felt that Grandpa Qin's smile seemed even warmer than usual.

After exchanging the usual greetings with Grandpa Qin, Luo Tian didn't engage in much small talk and got into a taxi to go home.

Watching Luo Tian disappear from his sight, Grandpa Qin finally couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

"I thought he was just an old monster who played the field, but I never expected him to be such a killing god!"

Grandpa Qin glanced at the news in the newspaper about the destruction of the Undying City with lingering fear, feeling his heart pound violently again, as if he was about to collapse once more.

The image of a hundred beasts drawn on the skin beneath the bandage shimmered with light, and Grandpa Qin quickly regulated his body's blood pressure to control his heart's violent beating.

It took a long time before Grandpa Qin finally managed to recover.

Patting his chest repeatedly, Grandpa Qin couldn't help but mutter to himself with a conflicted expression:

"I can't take it anymore, I really can't! This is the third time today that I've almost passed out."

The "Hundred Beasts Painting" was too much of a strain on the heart; it simply couldn't withstand the repeated stimulation from being next to this god of death.

"There's a good chance that one day he'll have a seizure and never wake up again."

After a moment of hesitation, Grandpa Qin gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

"I helped him block the locust tree before, although it didn't really help, but there's still some goodwill between us."

"It wouldn't be difficult for me to use this small favor to ask him for a retirement opportunity, would it?"

"I definitely can't stay in Mingcheng anymore. I might as well just have that good-for-nothing apprentice of mine transferred to the capital to retire and enjoy a peaceful life!"

After mentally sorting out his options, Grandpa Qin finally smiled.

He didn't dare to leave rashly before because he was afraid of being targeted by Luo Tian. Now that he has built up a certain relationship with Luo Tian, ​​he leaves by retiring due to illness, which can be considered to have a proper ending and avoid being resented by Luo Tian.

Having made his plans and feeling hopeful for the future, Mr. Qin made a phone call from the security room.

Hey! Ah Bin!

"I'm Grandpa Qin... Pshaw! I'm your master!"

"Aren't you working for the Otherworld Management Committee? Your master wants to retire in the capital. Find a reason to transfer him there."

"I don't need a good job, the more relaxed the better!"

"The Imperial Capital Otherworld Management Committee's Gathering Hall? Isn't that just an upgraded version of a guesthouse? Is there any other organization that can replace it for me?"

"Recently, someone has been reassigning the Otherworld Management Committee, and all the other positions are very busy?"

"Alright then, I'll be transferred to the Juying Hall to guard the main gate! I've been guarding the gate for so long, this is the only position I'm really used to."

......

At the front door, Luo Tian took out his key and opened the door.

As soon as Luo Tian opened the door, he saw Yin Qianyu's favorite pair of silver-white lace-up high heels placed at the entrance.

Inside the kitchen, a tall and elegant figure was busily working.

On the sofa in the living room, Vigus was lounging in her usual slouching position, while a dark figure stood beside her like a lackey, peeling grapes for her.

Luo Tian's lips twitched slightly, but before he could speak, he heard Vigus's classic lazy voice.

"You're back?"

His languid tone made it seem as if he might fall asleep at any moment.

Luo Tian nodded slightly, then casually stuck the demonic sword into a flowerpot in the living room and asked Vigus:

Where did you go yesterday?

With dark circles under her eyes and an ethereal face, Vigus rolled her eyes and said with displeasure:

"I will not tell you!"

Vigus's expression puzzled Luo Tian. He was certain that he hadn't offended this slacker Poppy recently.

Just as he was about to ask, Yin Qianyu carried the dishes out of the kitchen.

Wearing a simple loungewear dress, the thin fabric easily outlining her beautiful and alluring figure, Yin Qianyu placed the dishes on the dining table, her beautiful eyes gently glancing at the two of them.

"What are you doing? Come and eat!"

Luo Tian quickly agreed and went to the kitchen to serve Yin Qianyu food, while Vigus herself dragged her lazy body to the dining table.

Before she had taken more than a few steps, Vigus heard a hoarse and violent voice.

"What is this? A Yordle!"

"I never expected to meet the legendary immortal species here, let alone in this way."

Vigus turned her head to look at the magic sword in the flowerpot, scratched her head, and said:

"Are you Aatrox?"

"Ha ha ha!"

"I am Aatrox, an unknown Yordle."

Vigus stared intently at the demon sword for a moment, her face drooping, before saying lazily:

"Huh? You're that Darkin who's always clamoring to destroy the world? Your laughter is truly awful!"

Aatrox's voice abruptly stopped, and then the crimson light on the demon sword flickered wildly.

“Foolish Yordle, are you challenging the wrath of a god-slayer?”

Vigus lazily turned her head, completely ignoring Aatrox's threat, and said in a slow, leisurely tone:

"I don't care. If you think so, then so be it!"

After she finished speaking, Vigus sat down at the dining table.

Aatrox wanted to say something more, but Luo Tian had already come out of the kitchen with the dishes, so Aatrox had to quickly stop thinking.

After Luo Tian served all the dishes to the table, he prepared dinner for the knight and then sat down at the table.

To Luo Tian's surprise, Yin Qianyu did not prepare any fine wine at the table today, it seemed that she had canceled the usual storytelling session.

Just as Luo Tian was getting curious, Yin Qianyu sat down at the dining table, her beautiful wine-red eyes filled with a smile as she said:

"I have some good news to tell you tonight."

Luo Tian asked with some curiosity:

"Oh? What good news?"

"Due to some family reasons, I have had a minor job transfer, and I should be working in Beijing if nothing unexpected happens."

Luo Tian paused slightly, realizing what Yin Qianyu meant by "going to work," then smiled with relief.

"Then congratulations!"

Who knew that Yin Qianyu gently shook her head and whispered to Luo Tian:

"It's not me, it's us!"