In the shadows behind the extinguished wall of fire, a figure in silver armor stood with a sword in hand.
"Heh heh, as expected of the Sword Emperor 'Macarthy'!"
A cold laugh suddenly echoed from the depths of the dark street.
The faceless ghouls around seemed to receive some command.
They all turned and retreated back into the depths of the dark street.
Macarthy frowned slightly, looking towards the source of the voice.
In Macarthy's eyes, a figure gradually emerged from the darkness.
He was clad in a blood-patterned black robe, the attire of the Demon God Cult.
Macarthy's face froze for a moment, his figure flickered.
The sword light reappeared, charging straight at the last of the Demon God Cult members.
The last cultist grinned sinisterly.
In that instant, the sword light vanished.
Macarthy stood on the street, bewildered.
His body staggered, nearly collapsing to the ground.
Macarthy seemed to be bearing a tremendous weight.
His legs suddenly gave way, and he half-knelt on the ground.
The long sword in his hand was propped against the ground as a support.
Macarthy gritted his teeth and rolled backward.
With a loud "bang," the place where Macarthy originally stood caved in significantly.
No, it was the ground around the last cultist that caved in significantly.
"Divine Power: Super Gravity?"
Macarthy looked gravely at the blood-patterned black-robed figure not far away.
Super Gravity was a special ability of the divine child.
It could create a field of gravity.
Anyone entering the gravity field would be suppressed by the gravity.
The Sword God Style emphasized speed and a one-hit kill.
Once he entered the gravity field, he would be suppressed.
"Explosive Fireball!"
At this moment, a soft shout came from the city wall behind.
A dazzling explosive fireball whistled through the air.
It swept over Macarthy's head, heading straight for the last cultist.
Just as the fireball was within thirty meters of the last cultist.
The flying explosive fireball suddenly plummeted.
The fireball was directly crushed, blasting onto the ground.
There was no explosive flame, only a flash of fire, and the flames dissipated.
Seeing this, Macarthy's heart sank.
Trouble, he had encountered the most troublesome special ability.
Looking at the large pit under his feet, it indicated that the gravity field was omnidirectional.
No matter where he attacked from, he had to pass through the gravity field.
Facing such an enemy, he could only exhaust him at all costs.
Although the divine child's ability was very special.
But maintaining the ability required some price.
This price could be physical strength, mental power, or other usage conditions.
"If you don't come over, then I'll come to you!"
The last cultist grinned sinisterly.
"I am the Arrogant High Priest of the Demon God Cult, 'Darnell,' remember this name until your death!"
Darnell took a step forward.
Walking along the street.
Macarthy's face changed slightly, and he quickly retreated.
While the north gate of the palace was in chaos.
An uninvited guest appeared in the underground treasury of the palace.
The Demon God Cult's invasion had put the palace under martial law.
Even in the interconnected passages of the underground treasury, there were Royal Guard soldiers patrolling.
At a T-junction corner, a shiny silver-white head peeked out.
The owner of the head was none other than Li Meng.
Seeing no one outside, Li Meng quickly stepped out.
His figure flickered, running towards the depths of the passage.
After several twists and turns, Li Meng entered a vast underground space.
"Is this... Crystal?"
Looking at the crystal before him, resembling a mountain, Li Meng squinted his eyes.
Ever since entering this vast space, he felt something was off.
The crystal was conical, floating in the vast underground space.
Below it was a platform.
The platform was piled with crystal fragments of various sizes.
A path ran through the blue crystal fragments.
At the end of the path was a high platform.
Above the layers of steps was the floating crystal.
"Tyron, as one of the captains of the Royal Guard, Grand Duke Ferrandi has treated you well, why do such a thing?"
A woman's resentful voice suddenly echoed in the vast space.
Looking towards the platform, a group of Demon God Cult members in blood-patterned black robes could be seen.
They stood in a line, numbering over a dozen.
The leader wore a more ornate blood-patterned black robe.
He looked at the woman on the ground, full of resentment and despair, with a face of delight.
Beside him stood a knight in heavy armor.
The knight had golden hair and a twisted yet handsome face.
"Haha!"
The woman's questioning made the knight laugh maniacally.
"Why? Katrina, you wretched woman, don't you understand why I'm doing this? Don't tell me you've forgotten our past, I was your fiancé, Ferrandi knew it, but after becoming a duke, he took you from my side, making me a laughingstock among the nobility. For years, I've endured all sorts of rumors outside, waiting for the chance to make you pay. Today, I've succeeded, the entire Principality of Ilysis will be buried with my years of humiliation, haha, haha!"
Katrina, curled up on the ground, turned pale.
She looked at the maniacally laughing Tyron in disbelief.
She was indeed Tyron's fiancée.
But Tyron had willingly let go to fulfill her and Ferrandi.
Could it be that Tyron had been enduring all these years, facing them with another facade of a good person?
The Black Robe beside him seemed impatient.
"Tyron, are you afraid?"
The Black Robe looked at the maniacally laughing Tyron with a half-smile.
Tyron's laughter abruptly stopped.
He looked at Katrina expressionlessly.
Tyron took out a small bottle from his waist.
After removing the stopper, he walked towards Katrina.
"What... what do you want to do?"
Tyron squatted down with a lewd smile.
He reached out with his left hand, forcibly pinching Katrina's chin.
Then he poured the liquid from the bottle into her mouth.
"You'll find out soon."
Only after pouring all the liquid from the bottle into Katrina's mouth did Tyron stand up.
Beside Katrina, Tyron began to remove his armor.
This scene made Katrina's face show a look of horror.
"You... you can't do this!"
Katrina tried to get up, but found her body weak and powerless.
The heat within her body made her face flush slightly.
Before long, Katrina's breathing became rapid.
Her face turned a deep red, her gaze somewhat dazed.
Her hands couldn't help but caress her voluptuous body.
Though older, Katrina was still full of charm.
Her graceful figure boasted a full bust and wide hips.
The purple long dress couldn't hide the alluring curves of her body.
Her coffee-colored hair, reaching her hips, casually draped over her shoulders to the ground.
Her flushed face exuded an innate allure.
As a woman, Katrina was undoubtedly a temptress to men.
As the last piece of shoulder armor was removed, Tyron greedily watched Katrina's writhing body.
"Katrina!"
Tyron called out to the woman he both loved and hated.
His eyes bloodshot as he lunged at the woman writhing on the ground.
At this moment, Katrina's body was already in disarray.
Her dress had slipped from her shoulders, slightly revealing her upper body.
Her long, slender white legs were exposed to the air.
Tyron's arrival made Katrina instinctively embrace the man on top of her.
A comfortable hum escaped her lips.
At this moment, Katrina had lost her reason.
Looking down at Katrina's flushed face, Tyron gave a lewd smile.
He lowered his head to kiss those red lips.
"Who are you?"
At this moment, a loud shout came from the Black Robe not far away.
This startled Tyron, making him shiver.
At this moment, behind Tyron, the Demon God Cult members looked warily at the Black Robe figure in front of Tyron.
Similarly clad in black, but without blood patterns on his robe.
That shiny, smooth, round head looked somewhat comical.
He appeared so abruptly.
No one could detect how he appeared.
The newcomer was none other than Li Meng.
Li Meng looked curiously at the massive crystal before him.
From the crystal, he could sense a vast yet ominous aura.
Humans all possessed this aura.
Just not as intense as the crystal's.
"If I punched it, could I destroy the crystal?"
Li Meng couldn't help but have this thought.
What would happen if the crystal was destroyed?
Li Meng was equally curious, very curious.
But Li Meng held back.
If he really released a demon, it would be a big problem.
"I am the Lust High Priest of the Demon God Cult, 'Feraud,' I advise you to leave quietly, this is a place of trouble, you shouldn't be here!"
Feraud squinted his eyes, sizing up the strange figure not far away.
He couldn't sense any crystal magic fluctuations from that figure.
But Feraud didn't think that figure was just an ordinary person.
For some reason, the appearance of that figure gave him a headache.
This was not a good omen.
Li Meng turned to look at the two people on the ground.
The man looked at him in shock.
While the woman, her face flushed, seemed to have lost her reason.
Her voluptuous body writhed unconsciously like a sliding snake.
"What is this?"
Li Meng looked curiously at the man and woman before him.
It shouldn't be just a simple live show.
Feraud chuckled sinisterly.
"This is a contract, and it's also the price of Tyron's revenge. From now on, these two will become my followers of love!"
With that, Feraud clapped his hands.
Behind him, a row of Demon God Cult members removed their hoods.
They were pairs of men and women.
"Do you see? This is love, eternal love, they will be together forever, loyal to each other, never betraying. Haha, this is the purest love in the world, the greatest love. Today, a new couple will join them, haha!"
Feraud laughed maniacally with a sickly pride.
He looked at his followers of love with a face full of pride and satisfaction.
Li Meng looked speechlessly at Feraud's followers of love.
Those men and women had vacant eyes, clearly not normal.
"Is this your divine power?"
Without a doubt, the High Priest before him was also a divine child.
His followers of love were likely related to his divine power.
"Yes, this is my divine power, 'King of Lust.' The deeper they love, the stronger they become. Wives will draw power from their husbands, and I, the great Lord of Lust, will draw power from the female followers of love. This is a blessing, my blessing to my adorable followers of love. They will temporarily regain reason from my love and deepen their love for each other. Such love is beautiful love."
Feraud was full of intoxication and pride.
His love was the purest love in the world.
No love could surpass his love.
Li Meng looked speechlessly at the deranged Feraud.
"It seems your love is built on betrayal."
What King of Lust, it was merely using intense negative emotions to strengthen his power.
After all, the soul and mental power were very mysterious things.
"Betrayal? What's that?"
"You don't need to know, because I've decided to kill you all!"
Though he had also betrayed others.
But he was a Goblin, and in the eyes of Goblins, there was no such thing as betrayal.
Because all females were merely breeding tools in the eyes of Goblins.
As a Goblin, Li Meng had gradually lost human morals and ethics.
Most of his queens were originally someone else's partners.
Li Meng wouldn't seek out virgins.
He had no interest in that, and such women weren't suitable for breeding.
Without love, there couldn't be high demands for women.
Nor was there any possessiveness.
Take Bai Ling, for example, Li Meng liked her, but he had no possessiveness towards her.
If Bai Ling could give birth to white Lizardmen.
Even if Bai Ling was unwilling, Li Meng would forcibly select the strongest male Lizardman for breeding.
It was the choice for maximum benefit.
Because the swamp Lizardmen's High Priest lineage had a very high potential.
With Xiao Bai, Bai Ling's power would explode in a few years.
Becoming a Water Saint High Priest wasn't impossible.
If he could mass-produce the High Priest lineage, Li Meng had no reason to refuse.
Love and affection were things Li Meng had long discarded.
He was the Goblin King, both now and in the future, he always would be.
Li Meng had long accepted reality, and accepted his identity.
Therefore, when selecting queens, being good for breeding was the top priority.
Upon hearing this, Tyron and Feraud's faces changed.
"Since you're seeking death, then die!"
Feraud grinned sinisterly, his face showing a fierce light.
Behind him, the followers of love flashed forward, charging towards Li Meng.
"Sword King? Not bad strength, but not enough!"
A follower of love swung a long sword at Li Meng.
His sword swing was fast, only a flash of sword light could be seen.
But Li Meng was faster, slapping the follower of love on the head.
With a "bang," the follower of love flew out.
He flew over ten meters before rolling to the ground.
With a flicker, Li Meng dashed out.
Instantly appearing before another follower of love.
He swung his hand again, striking the follower of love on the shoulder.
With a "bang," the follower of love was knocked to the ground.
On the platform, only the sounds of "bang bang" could be heard.
In the flicker of shadows, Feraud's followers of love were completely defeated.
In Tyron's eyes, the Black Robe suddenly vanished.
When he turned his head, all the Demon God Cult members on the platform had fallen.
"Do you have any special abilities?"
In front of Feraud, Li Meng's tall figure looked down at him.