Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!

The Nether Realm…

In the garden of the succubi, Olivia wiped the water off her body with a piece of paper and lifted her dress. She was refreshed and elated!

Tonight, her favorite follower allowed her to admire the live stream of an extremely high-quality first-person shooter.

Cannon fire reverberated through the skies and killing cries shook the heavens. It was peerlessly exciting.

Although it was a crushing situation, just admiring the exquisite technique of the superior party to trample on the loser was already abnormally satisfying.

This was not a war nor was it a brainless brawl to vent one's wildness and beastly desires. It was simply art!

No, this battle could no longer be summarized with a single remark of 'high-quality'…

Olivia had been cooped up in Rayne Haines's eyes for so many days that she could more or less guess the background of Rayne Haines.

However, Rayne did not want to say it, so she did not ask.

Therefore, Olivia could not tell if Rayne had already guessed Hedwig's true identity when he confronted her.

However, it was truly amazing.

To think that this would happen to that *big shot* as well!

Ah…

Olivia could not help but lament.

Am I really worthy of having such a powerful follower?

Olivia recalled that when she first took over the authority and territory of lust, the succubi under her lead were still a bunch of weak noobs who could do anything with pleasure and their brains were completely damaged.

Not to mention leading them to expand their territory and dominate a region…

Those were trashes who could even roll their eyes in pleasure when they were f*cked to death by others physically!

As for the followers who believed in her, they were pigs with no positive value and only knew how to engage in the same exercises in bed all day long.

There was no ornamental value or creativity.

Olivia spent a long time to train these trash into hardworking, logical, disciplined and combative perverts.

Even so…

Olivia still had many good-for-nothing subordinates.

After so many years of struggle, she originally thought that the upper limit of the divinity of lust would only develop to this point.

But now, this big shot had told her what the essence of lust was.

Rayne Haines was way too interesting.

In the beginning, when Rayne told Olivia that his dream was to unify the mortal world…

Olivia thought that this fool was out of his mind.

If he wanted to conquer the mortal world, he should just go look for Justice! What was the use of looking for her?

Why? Was his plan to bed the entire mortal world?

In the end…

That's right, he was not joking. He was really going to do it.

The unification of the mortal world in Rayne's philosophy did not require the use of war.

He did not need to invade those countries that did not obey him.

All he had to do was sleep with the upper echelons of these countries and change their opinions of Haines.

It was very efficient! It was very environmentally friendly!

Rayne Haines was a terrifying person. He possessed an unreasonable amount of information and peerless martial arts skills that nobody knew how he obtained.

He could have destroyed his enemies with ease.

However, he chose to feed his body to the tigers and cut off his flesh to feed the eagles. He chose to offer his body so that the enemies who accepted him would submit willingly.

What kind of selfless humanitarian spirit was this? What kind of great hero was this?!

Rayne Haines. He was simply the final light of this low-level and backward world!

Through the first-person perspective, she watched how her follower tamed the wild animal like a trainer. At times, he would make the fanatical and belligerent wild beast whimper and submit to the whip. At other times, he would indulged the Wolf Queen and let her have some beastly fun, releasing her carnal instincts.

As he loosened and tightened the reins, the trainer added rough and gentle language to the mix, teasing the servile nature hidden beneath the violent wildness of the wolf. In the end, he convinced her utterly and her soul gradually degenerated as she willingly put on a collar that symbolized her status as a tamed animal.

There was only one emotion left in Olivia's eyes—Impressive!

"Rayne… I'm really liking you more and more."

Although her plan to use corruption to rule the mortal world failed, if this continued, as long as she could maintain her connection with Rayne and be his backer, she would be able to walk down the path with Rayne.

The mortal world was destined to be Olivia's.

Hehehehehe…

Olivia giggled foolishly. Initially, she ascended to become an evil god of the Nether Realm to protect her clansmen from the massacre of Order. However, who would have thought…

Because she had obtained a god-like man from the heavens, Olivia could even fight with Order for the rule of the mortal world!

Rayne, hehehe, my Rayne…

Through Rayne's point of view, Olivia admired his muscular and sweaty body. Her eyes were filled with love.

At that moment, Olivia suddenly had an extremely undesirable thought…

Indeed…

Rayne Haines…

He was the only one worthy of making an oath with her.

Speaking of which…

Should I find an opportunity to make Rayne my chosen?

Being a chosen was the highest honor that mortal followers could obtain apart from making an oath with the goddess.

For some high-level evil gods, they had many followers and the chosens they selected were extremely powerful. Often, they were super combatants that were even more elite than the apostles who were greatly weakened in the mortal world.

For evil gods, chosens were extremely useful tools.

As for the chosens, as long as they completed the trial and accepted the body of the goddess in a physical sense, they could become mortals who were most favored by the goddess and theoretically, one of the goddess's many fiancés.

However…

Olivia was worried.

She really did not know how to tell Rayne such an important thing…

If the chosen was chosen on the premise of an oath, this invitation would be the same as asking him to be her boyfriend!

Typically speaking, the evil gods had no intention of making any bullsh*t oaths with ants. The reason why the followers could become chosens was because they sucked up to the evil gods too hard in manners way too astonishing.

In fact, the goddesses were too embarrassed to reject these ants directly and could only take in these simps with such reluctant statuses.

However…

The title of being a chosen was something that the most elite and pious followers begged and gave up everything to obtain after spending decades.

Yet, if a goddess wanted to make a follower a chosen for free, that would practically be like...

The goddess openly announcing that she was courting this mortal!

For something like this… it indeed required immense courage to take the first step.

Or perhaps...

Should she just wait patiently for Rayne's favorable impression of her to accumulate and take the initiative to request for the title of a chosen himself?

This was a little difficult…

Olivia was not sure if she could wait until the day.

That was because Olivia always had the feeling that...

In Rayne's gaze towards her, there was always a hint of inexplicable doting.

It was unlike the reverence of a follower towards his goddess, as much as he would always pretend it to be.

It was more like looking at an endeared mascot in his own house, filled with love.

Would he really want the title of a chosen?

Olivia was extremely doubtful.

Furthermore, there was something else…

Olivia was worried.

Although the probability was extremely small…

However, could Rayne… still be thinking about that stinky sister of hers, Justice?

Just as Olivia was thinking shyly and anxiously, a succubus apostle arrived before her in fear.

"Your Highness…"

The apostle handed over a letter. "This is… the Blood Empress asked me to pass it to you."

"Justice?"

Olivia received the envelope and asked casually, "Why did she send me a letter? Could it be a challenge letter?"

"I don't know…"

The succubus apostle said carefully, "However, the Blood Empress seemed very happy when she handed the letter to me."

"Interesting. It's a letter from her personally."

Olivia smiled disdainfully. Against this smelly sister of hers, Olivia was long fearless.

In the past, Justice could be considered a strong enemy for Olivia in all aspects.

She was Olivia's strongest competitor in the Nether Realm. At the same time, she was the Goddess of War that Rayne believed in.

But now, Olivia was no longer interested in the Nether Realm.

She and Rayne had already passed the test of time and confirmed that they were the most suitable for each other.

At this point, what could Justice, a mere outsider who could not even contact Rayne, do?

All she could do was come to fight with Olivia in a moment of rage.

Olivia scrutinized the letter carefully. To her surprise, that berserker used an exquisite pink envelope with a small heart on it.

A message from Goddess Justice was attached to the lower right corner of the envelope.

My follower is indeed amazing!

Olivia realized that something was amiss.

When she opened the envelope, a carefully edited video was put on display in front of Olivia.

Olivia was dumbfounded.

In the video, Rayne was having a secret meeting with Justice underground, in the base of the vampires, while Olivia was distracted. Furthermore...

They were about to be bound for life!

[My goddess, I just… miss you too much.]

[In order for me to not be separated from you anymore and be able to feel your existence at all times, I just hope that I can become a part of you. ]

[After making an oath with the goddess, the chosens can no longer worship the goddess like an idol in a church. Instead, they have to take care of her like a wife and dote on her so that she can walk into their lives… This is the ultimate desire of all followers, the faith that everyone yearns for. ]

Olivia watched and became wet…

Wet in her eyes!

This clip from a horror movie turned Olivia's initially hopeful and shy face into a crybaby.

Her heart was broken at that moment.

Before her confession was sent out, it was rejected.

The only thing that remained for Olivia was the hateful smile of a love rival, looking down at her as though she was a dog!

"Damn it!"

Olivia had tears in her eyes as she clenched her fists and hammered the throne in exasperation. She gritted her teeth.

"My man was stolen, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

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