Post-Apocalyptic America: Synthetic 3D Female Protagonist.

Just a moment before the dark purple beam of light was about to touch him.

hum-

An invisible realm, centered on him, quietly unfolds.

The energy beam, powerful enough to destroy a city-state, seemed to hit an invisible wall the moment it entered the domain. All the energy was instantly smoothed out, suppressed, and ultimately vanished into nothingness.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, and not a trace of energy dissipation.

It's like a drop of water merging into the ocean, without even causing a ripple.

"..."

Lux and Morgana opened their mouths, but no sound came out.

Is this the power of their master?

Manipulating the laws of nature with ease, he effortlessly neutralized attacks that could threaten even demigods.

Every time they witnessed their master's power, their souls felt a tremor and fervor stemming from absolute submission.

A distant floating castle, the throne room.

A figure sits atop a throne sculpted from shadow crystal.

She was a woman who was breathtakingly beautiful, and also breathtakingly dangerous.

She wore a daringly tailored, dark purple, form-fitting robe that was more like a second skin than clothing, perfectly outlining her mature and voluptuous curves.

The robe features a bold openwork design at the chest, revealing two full, snow-white breasts that seem almost to break free of their restraints, partially concealed by the purplish-black fabric. The deep cleavage in the middle resembles a rift leading to an abyss, exuding a deadly allure.

Her waist was so slender it could be encircled by a single hand, creating a breathtakingly exaggerated proportion with her round and pert buttocks, which were wrapped in her robes.

Her long, slender legs were crossed, wrapped in dark silk, and she wore a pair of sharp metal high heels, which added a queen-like aura to her already tall figure.

She had long, dazzling silver hair, which contrasted sharply with the dark purple main color of her outfit.

Her long hair was tied up with a gorgeous yet ferocious headdress, shaped like a pair of demon horns, which made her face look even more beautiful and cold.

Her features were exquisite, like the most perfect creation of a god, but her scarlet eyes burned with an inextinguishable rage and tyranny.

She is the owner of this floating castle, the Dark Sovereign—Syndra.

At this moment, Syndra's face showed a look of astonishment for the first time.

Her attack was powerful enough to level a mountain range in Ionia.

But the result was like hitting empty air, with no feedback whatsoever.

This feeling made her more uneasy than if her opponent had simply taken her attack head-on.

"Interesting bugs."

Syndra's crimson eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of anger flashing within them.

Since one strike won't kill him, then...

She slowly raised her hand, her five fingers spread, pointing towards the outside of the castle.

What she needs to do is not to attack again.

Instead, she intended to smash the entire floating castle, this flying fortress constructed by her magic, along with the mountain range below, into the intruders who dared to covet her!

She wanted to reduce them to dust before absolute power!

However, just as she was about to unleash her magic.

Boom! ...

The entire floating castle began to shake violently without warning!

It wasn't a vibration she was controlling, but rather a feeling of being forcibly shaken by an external force!

"what?!"

Syndra's expression changed.

She could feel an irresistible, higher-dimensional force, like an invisible giant hand, instantly gripping her castle!

The unbreakable magical link between her and the castle is being forcibly severed and covered by an even more domineering force!

She is losing control of the castle!

How can this be? !

This castle is an extension of her power, a manifestation of her will!

Unless... the opponent's power level is completely superior to hers!

In the instant she was shocked, the space in front of her rippled outwards like water.

A figure slowly walked out from within.

Su Hui appeared in the throne room.

He didn't even glance at the shocked woman on the throne, but instead surveyed the hall constructed of dark energy with great interest.

"A good design, using energy like building blocks, a great idea."

He strolled around as if he were in his own backyard, casually offering his comments.

Who are you?!

Syndra finally snapped out of her shock and flew into a rage.

Intruders!

Someone actually managed to break through her defenses silently and appear directly in front of her throne!

This is the ultimate humiliation for her as the leader of the Dark Lords!

hum!hum!hum!

The three dark orbs surrounding her suddenly burst forth with dazzling light, locking onto Su Hui.

With just a thought, these three magic orbs, powerful enough to annihilate everything, would completely erase the man before her from the realm of concepts!

However, Su Hui still didn't look at her.

His gaze fell upon the throne behind Syndra.

"I like this chair very much too."

Before he finished speaking, his figure vanished from the spot in an instant.

Syndra's pupils contracted sharply, and alarm bells rang in her mind!

Without a second thought, she was about to detonate the three magic orbs.

But it was too late.

A hand, faster than her reaction time, passed right through the absolute defensive field formed by the three magic orbs and grabbed her neck.

The three dark orbs, powerful enough to destroy everything, became incredibly docile the moment they touched the arm, like pets encountering their nemesis. All their energy was contained, and they even affectionately rubbed against the arm.

"?!"

Syndra's mind went blank.

What did she see?

Her dark magic orb... is she flirting with her enemy?!

Before she could comprehend this absurd scene, an irresistible force came from her neck.

She was abruptly dragged off her throne, which symbolized supreme power!

boom!

Syndra was casually tossed onto the cold ground by Su Hui. Her magnificent robes were covered in dust, her proud crown had fallen to the side, and her silver hair was scattered messily on the ground, making her look utterly disheveled.

She struggled to get up, but a foot stepped on her back.

The power emanating from that foot was like an ancient divine mountain, rendering her boundless magic, which she was so proud of, completely ineffective.

She was like a worm pinned to the ground, unable to move.

"Give up the struggle, you are no match for me."

Su Hui's voice came from above her head, calm yet carrying an indifferent air of absolute dominance.

He plopped down on the throne, still warm from Syndra's body, crossed his legs, and looked down at the woman kneeling at his feet.

humiliation!

An unprecedented humiliation!

Syndra's body trembled violently from extreme rage, and her crimson eyes blazed with hatred powerful enough to incinerate everything.

She has never suffered such a humiliation since she was born!

She's going to kill him!

She will extract his soul and burn it with dark energy for ten thousand years!

"You want to kill me?"

Su Hui seemed to see through her thoughts, and a contemptuous smile appeared on his lips.

His toes lightly touched Syndra's smooth back.

A vast, star-like spiritual force instantly surged into Syndra's mind!

"what!"

Syndra let out a piercing scream.

Before her eyes was no longer the throne room.

Countless fragmented images flashed rapidly through her mind.

She saw herself as a child, when she was regarded as a monster by the villagers because she could not control the growing magic power within her.

She saw that hypocritical mentor who claimed to guide her while secretly imprisoning her and trying to seize her power for himself.

She saw herself sealed beneath the sacred tree, spending countless years in endless loneliness and darkness.

Betrayal, imprisonment, loneliness, hatred...

All the painful memories she had buried deep in her heart were unearthed at this moment, replaying themselves before her eyes again and again.

But that's not the worst part.

The most terrifying thing is that after Su Hui's mental power went through her memories, it began to recklessly tamper with her perceptions!

In her altered memories, the person who freed her from the seal and gave her a new life was no longer herself.

It was the man on the throne!

It was that man who granted her the power to control the darkness!

It was that man who gave her the power of revenge!

That man is the source of her power, the only master she should be loyal to!

"No, this..."

Syndra held her head in her hands, her beautiful brows furrowed.

She knew it was fake!

This is the other party using their mental power to change her will!

But her resistance seemed utterly laughable in the face of Su Hui's god-like soul.

Her pride, her hatred, her thirst for power... everything that constitutes her personality is being forcibly distorted and reshaped.

“Look at what you desire.”

Su Hui's voice, like a divine oracle, resounded deep within her soul.

A rune emitting an icy blue glow appeared in her sea of ​​consciousness.

That's... the World Rune!

Although it was just a projection, Syndra could sense the most fundamental laws of creation contained within that rune!

That was a power countless dimensions higher than her dark magic!