The old man you see with your phone is highly suspicious.

She's just too quiet. She spends 20 hours a day planting herself in a flowerpot, comfortably sprawling in it.

"Dad, is that light still there?" Little Tree Mother asked.

"Light? Holy light?" Xue Luding suddenly thought, if this little girl spends 20 hours a day planting herself in a flowerpot, how can she still photosynthesize?

Or, can holy light perform photosynthesis?

Xue Daolu silently rubbed a small ball of light, then used magic to make it float above his second daughter's head. The next moment, the little tree mother seemed to be enjoying herself, and she completely slumped lazily in the flowerpot, fully absorbing the light emitted by the holy light ball.

Xue's Law: "..."

It's actually photosynthesizing?

Seeing that his youngest daughter was sleeping comfortably, Xue Dinglu did not disturb her.

Only Xiaolongniang was still causing trouble. Xue Daolu looked around and saw that his two daughters were now living in the same room, and this guy was also making a fuss. So Xue Daolu said, "I'll take you to the school to play."

"Yeah."

The next instant, Little Dragon Girl arrived in the consciousness space, this subspace.

She saw the sacred tree in the distance with great curiosity, and then tears streamed down her face.

Xue Daolu shrugged. It seemed that all dragons were like this, unable to move once they saw the divine tree. So Xue Daolu had previously been worried that the little dragon girl might eat her own sister because she was greedy.

However, it seems that Little Dragon Girl is not interested in her own sister, but is very interested in the other divine trees.

Previously, Su Su wanted to meet the Little Dragon Girl, so Xue Luding brought his daughter to see the lonely little witch. After all, she was the only one in the entire academy. Although she could see the outside world through Xue Luding's perspective, she would still feel a bit lonely.

Humans are social animals after all, and given that Su Su had previously stated that she was essentially the same as Little Dragon Girl, Xue Law brought his eldest daughter along.

"Wow, the little girl is so cute." When Su Su saw the little dragon girl, the instinctive feeling of "kindred spirits" made her very happy, and she immediately went up to touch the little dragon girl's head and horns.

Little Dragon Girl looked at the older sister with a blank expression, then turned to look at Xue Dinglu.

"Call her whatever you want, sister or aunt is fine," Xue Dinglu said casually. "You can play here, and leave when you're tired. I'm off now."

"Oh! Auntie..." Little Dragon Girl called out tentatively.

"Sigh!" Su Su really liked this cute little girl, and even felt a sense of kinship with her. She immediately pulled the little dragon girl and started making a ruckus throughout the entire magic academy. After all, there were only the two of them here now. Except for the treasure room and the library, which were not open to Xue Luding, Xue Luding had opened up all other places.

……

Late at night, Xue Dinglu seemed to have once again sunk into that dream.

The dream of Faust.

The world remains the same: the descendants of nobles are nobles, the descendants of gangsters are gangsters, and the descendants of prostitutes are still prostitutes...

Nothing changed. Over the years, all his plans were rejected, so he stopped thinking about making changes and, like other mystical aristocrats, began to give up, drifting along and living a dissolute life.

This delighted the other nobles, who then sent their daughters to Faust.

Faust did not refuse; he accepted all the noble ladies sent to him. Soon, his mansion had hundreds of concubines, which reassured all the other nobles. The 12th Apostle watched all this with a smile from beginning to end.

They possess the power to cleanse the earth's surface, and given enough time, Faust alone could set up a vast network of eyes that span the entire world, easily managing all the grassroots levels.

However, he couldn't do it. The resistance he encountered in any action was much greater than he had imagined. But as long as he didn't think about doing anything practical, hundreds of noble ladies would soon be sent to his home.

Really...

Faust laughed as he began to indulge in debauchery, taking any girl he could get his hands on and partying every night. He even managed to be the groom every night, as if he had completely fallen into depravity. Every morning he would wake up surrounded by white thighs and breasts.

He seemed to have completely fallen into depravity, indulging in such a world.

One piece of intelligence after another was sent out from Faust Palace, and all the other nobles and their colleagues in the Chorus were very satisfied.

This is exactly what they wanted to see; the best scenario would be for Faust to do nothing.

Therefore, they began to intensify their efforts, sending their daughters, granddaughters, nieces...

Faust accepted all comers, and an even larger mansion was built next to his mansion. He seemed to be completely immersed in the beauty of the body and the warmth of the breasts, reveling every night and having a great time... or so?

Faust awoke once again from the embrace that bound his chest and thighs, his eyes more terrifying than anyone else's.

After such a long period of indulgence, the demons in his heart have not diminished, but have instead grown stronger. And by feigning weakness during this period, he finally got what he wanted.

Divine Descent Technique

The most powerful technique to connect with another outer god through communication with the outer god!

This world is beyond saving. Only other Outer Gods can deal with Mephisto, or even the other Apostle behind Mephisto.

In fact, Faust desired a war-mongering Outer God, preferably...

Destroy the world!

Destroy everything, prostitutes, gangsters, nobles, and hymns!

Burn this world to ashes, leave nothing behind!

"My lord, you're awake?" The young lady beside him also seemed to have woken up, and without any hesitation, she pressed herself against Faust, her soft breasts pressing against his body to create beautiful curves.

The demon in my heart laughed wildly, as if mocking me, or perhaps it was a sarcastic remark.

The seductive sounds emanating from Faust's mansion had not ceased for countless days.

The other members of the Singing Society were laughing at the next meeting, even though Faust was absent, they still couldn't stop laughing.

Just as they were thinking about where to get another batch of girls to send to Faust, the whole world trembled in the next instant, and they were stunned, not knowing what had happened.

Only Mephisto looked in that direction with horror, because he sensed a familiar spell there.

That is the Divine Descent Technique!

He couldn't sit still any longer, and when he opened the portal and arrived at Faust's mansion, the entire mansion was filled with blood and severed limbs.

The noble ladies were scattered on the ground, their bodies forming the structure of this mystical ritual, their blood becoming the core of the spell.

The blood-stained Faust laughed maniacally, like a demon, like a madman. Behind him lay a pile of "noble ladies," their disbelieving, distorted faces seeming to be telling a story, as if they were pleading for something.

And Faust dances in this hellish painting, like an elegant gentleman, performing a beautiful dance, as graceful as a gentleman straight out of a textbook, his monocle reflecting blood-red advertisements, dancing gracefully under the moonlight.

"Thank you all for providing me with the material." He looked at his fellow members of the hymn society, showed no fear, and gracefully bowed before continuing his dance.

"The time for the gods to descend has come; let us destroy the world!"

These lyrics were sung during a dance performance.

Chapter 381: The Joint Plan Against the Twelfth Apostle

When Xue Dinglu awoke from the dream again, he felt the lingering effect of someone else's memories...

He rubbed his temples, sitting blankly on the bed, then stared out the window like a physicist who was interested in black holes.

Am I... awake?

Just as he was about to act, the memory of others surged back, hundreds of pairs of white thighs and buttocks, then in the blink of an eye, they turned into a pile of assembled parts, becoming the material for that divine descent ritual...

Headache. Although Xue's Law has received many other people's memories through dreams, this time the memory reception is extremely difficult.

Perhaps it was the madness mixed with tranquility and beauty in this memory, or perhaps it was simply curiosity, that caused the Schrödinger's CPU in the dream to be unable to process it.

However, he continued to look at the gentle Faust on the roots of the sacred tree.

At this moment, Faust rose, bowed like a gentleman, and calmly said, "Good morning, Your Excellency the Apostle."

Xue Luding nodded slightly. This elegant and gentlemanly man was completely incomparable to the demon in his dream who arranged the parts of hundreds of girls into a ritual array.

Although Xue Dinglu knew he had his reasons for doing this—those girls were ostensibly his wives, but secretly they had passed on information such as how many ants were in his mansion—he knew they had their own.

Some even used more underhanded methods, secretly transferring Faust's assets, interests, and other resources to his maternal family.

To put it nicely, it's a marriage alliance; to put it bluntly, it's like planting an inside agent.

If magic could be divided, they wouldn't mind tearing Faust's cultivation to pieces.

But from an emotional perspective, what Faust did...

At the very least, don't make it so abstract and disgusting...

Xue Lu looked at Faust, and his only assessment of this madman was that he was a damned madman.

Faust didn't care whether he deserved to die. If he could destroy the world by sacrificing his life, he would be willing to commit seppuku ten thousand times a day.

He was not afraid of death at all. He had nothing, so much so that he gave up everything and only thought about destroying the world.

Therefore, he was invincible. Xue's Law even felt that Faust's actions were more like those of a "self-destructor" than a self-destructor.

A demon who only wants to destroy the world.

He didn't care about human life at all, including his own. In his mind, his own life, the lives of nobles, gangsters, and even prostitutes were all the same.

He is such an "invincible person".

Xue Dinglu didn't bother to ask him why he did this, turning all his "wives" into ritual materials for a divine descent technique. What did he feel after doing something so new?

It's meaningless. He doesn't care about his own life or death at all, let alone these women who were sent to him by others. He probably never regarded them as human beings.

Xue Lude was clearly aware that he couldn't get along with him, and that if given the chance, he would kill such a person without hesitation.

"My Lord Apostle, have I done something to offend you?" Faust greeted him with an elegant bow.

"No, no, it's just that many of your actions have made me dissatisfied with you as a person," Xue Dinglu said directly.

Faust's smile froze for a moment, then returned to its previous expression: "After you destroy that planet, you can simply kill me, or you can make me and my homeland perish together."

Xue Luding fell silent and then ignored the man. He knew how troublesome these invincible people were; they feared nothing and cared about nothing. The only reason they were still by Xue Luding's side was to destroy the entire world.

It is a form of self-abandonment that occurs after giving up all illusions and realizing one's own powerlessness.

Therefore, Xue's law states that he and the 12th apostle, whom he resented, did exactly the same thing: they were both treacherous individuals who let wolves into their homes.

Faust's answer was also indifferent; in order to kill the apostle, he could only become a more vicious, disgusting, and insane demon than the apostle.

"By the way, sir, this is all of Mephisto's known abilities. I have compiled them all." Faust smiled and handed the information in his hand to Xue Dinglu.

Xue Lude frowned as he looked at the information provided by Faust.

The abilities of the 12th Apostle likely include disguise, deception, games, illusions, and creating illusions that are indistinguishable from reality.

This is what Faust mentioned earlier: Mephistopheles' apostle title is "The Jester".

His abilities were entirely spiritual and psychological, and it was under these circumstances that he was able to deceive the Outer God, allowing him to ascend right under one of the Outer God's noses.

In fact, Faust and Mephisto are the same type of people, and Faust even taught Mephisto many of his abilities, which is why Faust knows him so well.