Evileye felt an unusual sensation in her body, but she had no idea why she felt this way.
As time passed, her mind kept thinking about the intimate moments she had with the man.
As the man's face became clearer, it eventually transformed into that of the adventurer, Chino.
Evileye slapped her own face, trying to wake herself up, but she only felt more excited the more she hit herself.
Her body was even starting to feel a bit moist.
"Fourth Level Magic: Freeze"
Evileye directly cast the spell, targeting herself.
A cold breath swept over Evileye's entire body.
She could clearly feel the cold, but that feeling did not diminish at all; instead, it grew stronger.
'I need to find a stick...' This thought suddenly appeared in Evileye's mind."
Then she gave herself a harsh slap across the face.
When one slap didn't work, she immediately slapped herself several more times.
Evileye was trying to rid herself of these thoughts through self-punishment, but it was completely ineffective.
The God of Death, hiding in the distance and observing Evileye, stared at her in stunned silence.
"This Test Subject No. 06 even has self-harming tendencies. Attacking herself with magic wasn't enough, now she's giving herself two or three slaps."
The God of Death, Evileye, and Peroroncino were essentially aligned in a straight line.
The God of Death's detection range allowed him to notice Evileye but not Perorocino.
Similarly, Peroroncino could only detect Evileye and was unaware of the God of Death's presence.
Mare stared blankly at Shalltear and Peroroncino's actions, deeply shocked by what he saw, especially given his physically immature state.
Then Mare began taking notes. If this could please the Supreme Beings, he would use the same method to teach any elves they captured during their journey.
If they failed to learn, he would break their legs, heal them, and continue teaching.
Mare quickly took notes, carefully observing every detail, afraid of missing even the smallest thing.
On the other side, Evileye was already on the verge of collapse.
Desire was relentlessly tormenting her willpower.
As a True Ancestor, the pinnacle of vampire bloodlines, Shalltear could easily control vampires of lower bloodlines.
At the same time, intense emotional fluctuations could also affect those of lower bloodlines.
Given Shalltear's extreme emotional fluctuations, it was already impressive that Evileye could hold onto her sense of self and not overreact.
Evileye's cheeks were slightly flushed, and her mind was filled with those kinds of thoughts.
The images in her head were like the wheels of an experienced driver's vehicle, relentlessly crushing her worldview.
Evileye had never imagined that one day such thoughts would appear in her mind.
Several times, Evileye felt the urge to take a step back and use her hand to resolve the problem.
But every time she tried to convince herself, she stopped.
"What's wrong with me? Why am I like this?" Evileye questioned herself internally.
"Could it be that I've been affected by **?"
Evileye used magic to monitor her own condition and found no negative effects at all—there was simply no **.
She thought back to the things she had done over the past few days, and it seemed like every event had led to this outcome.
Then, Evileye recalled the adventurer Chino, and her heartbeat involuntarily quickened.
"Could it be that I was born to be this kind of woman?" Evileye fell into deep self-doubt.
While she was lost in her doubts, her hand had already started moving uncontrollably downward.
Evileye noticed in time and stopped her unruly hand.
"You've already admitted that you're that kind of woman, so what's there to hesitate about? Indulge yourself! This restraint will only bring you pain," the voice of desire, now a conscious presence in Evileye's mind, began to persuade her.
"No! I'm absolutely not that kind of woman! I won't admit it, I refuse to admit it!" Evileye roared back at the voice of desire.
"Then what is your hand doing?"
Evileye's hand had already touched her chest.
She immediately forced her hand away from her chest.
"How could I do something like this? It must be you! You're the one controlling my hand to do this!" Evileye shouted at the voice of desire.
"I don't have the ability to control your body. If I could control you, I would have succeeded long ago. Why would I waste time patiently persuading you here?"
The voice of desire's words made Evileye realize the severity of the situation.
As she repeatedly lost control and then managed to stop herself, Evileye was reaching her limit.
Right now, she desperately wished to find a male creature and force him to ** her.
Of course, if that person were handsome and powerful, it would be even better.
Under the torment of both her body and mind, Evileye's psychological defenses were slowly crumbling.
That sinful hand finally reached toward the abyss of discovery.
Evileye's psychological defenses had completely collapsed, and no one could stop her hand now.
Just as Evileye was about to make contact, Peroroncino finished on his side.
After making contact, Evileye suddenly felt a wave of pleasure.
That sensation left her savoring it, unable to forget.
In her ignorance, she thought this was the entirety of the self-pleasuring process, not realizing that it was actually because the two people above had finished.
Suddenly, Evileye began to understand Gagaran a little—the one who would immediately think about sleeping with any decent-looking man she encountered.
Unlike Gagaran, who values appearance, Evileye values strength.
Moreover, Evileye intended to spend her life with only one man—a pure and romantic ideal.
She had already decided that this man would be the adventurer Chino. Only Chino was worthy of her.
She hadn't even considered whether the adventurer Chino might not be interested in her.
After finishing, Peroroncino and Shalltear headed toward the location of the Blue Roses members.
Shalltear had changed into a princess dress and put on a mask.
Meanwhile, the God of Death had been observing Evileye for a long time and confirmed that she was simply a pervert with no real threat.
Having ensured there was no danger, the God of Death began approaching Evileye.
Peroroncino and the God of Death were approaching Evileye almost simultaneously.
Then they noticed each other at the same time, locking eyes in a tense stare, both sizing up each other's strength.
They also realized that if the other party could detect them at this distance, their strength was certainly not to be underestimated.
The God of Death assessed Peroroncino with a glance—he was a very handsome young man, with a well-built physique and no weapons.
He wasn't concealing his aura, and his level was likely around 80.
Shalltear, a giant boobs loli wearing a mask, was concealing her aura and seemed to show great respect toward the man.
Her level was likely around 70-80.
The last one was a shy Dark Elf, who didn't seem very powerful.
Her level was probably around 60-70.
With his own battle power at level 100 and world-class items, along with many pieces of equipment, defeating the people in front of him shouldn't be a big problem.
When the God of Death left the Slane Theocracy, he had already swapped out all the equipment and items he could use, creating sample versions of everything in advance.
However, the samples he made were also seen as very impressive by the people in the Slane Theocracy. They couldn't tell the difference.
Those samples were made by him during his spare time in the Slane Theocracy. Every item and weapon had a sample version.
When he left, he only took the things he could use, leaving the rest behind for the Slane Theocracy.
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