The Greece Antagonist

"Want to play the coercion game?"

"This, isn't this not quite right?"

"If you agree, how is that coercion!"

No sooner had the words been spoken than the lady with white arms took advantage of the vehicle's bumping to start an ecstatic riding experience.

Vivian was numb.

How come, after changing three scenes, it's still the same thing.

Teacher, just how desperate are you?

After silently cursing in her heart, Vivian reignited her fighting spirit.

No way, I can't give up!

I don't believe it, he can't be thinking about dirty things all day long.

—Turns out he really is!

Vivian lay on a muddy bed, eyes blankly staring at the unfamiliar ceiling, remorseful tears uncontrollably slipping from her eyes.

Over a hundred!

Over a hundred transitions all about mating.

With different women, at different times, in different places.

On mountains, in water, on islands, in cities, at the temple, in the illusion realm... Over a hundred times, and not once was it the same, with such a variety of playstyles that they broadened Vivian's horizons and deeply challenged her worldview.

Beast!

I've never seen a creature with such a mind filled with nothing but lust!

Exactly who's the enchanting demon here, you or me?

At this moment, after being tormented over a hundred times, Vivian was on the verge of collapse, immediately disintegrating her body into specks of purple light, just wanting to escape this never-ending spring dream serial.

Thinking of running?

Luo En, who secretly controlled the dream realm, sneered and decisively switched scenes, trapping this dream demon again to start the next round of plot experience.

It must be said, the dream realm woven by the dream demon was incredibly realistic, directly affecting the soul, capable of providing extremely intense spiritual pleasure.

This rare opportunity to revisit classic plots from the past, how could Luo En easily let go of such a useful projector.

Moreover, it's not just real experience and encounters; he had hundreds of terabytes of study material in his mind that could be mixed and performed, enough to torment Vivian's brain until it smoked.

Once he could penetrate this woman's psychological defenses, he might even turn the tables and see what nefarious ideas the Lake Fairy had in her head.

With this thought, Luo En decisively transferred his consciousness to a new battlefield, ready to "teach" his good student.

At this moment, the scene switched to a forest, facing Vivian who wore the guise of the female hero Atalanta, and as he approached with large strides, she couldn't help but shiver.

Still not done?

Run! Run quickly!

Vivian hurriedly turned around, hoping to use the method of breaking into pieces to escape this horrific mental realm.

However, this heart image space was constructed with extremely strong mental willpower, and no matter how Vivian exhausted her efforts, she couldn't escape.

Moreover, the will of the original character also forced her to turn around, achieving the accomplishment of rebelling against the master.

In any teacher-student relationship, there's no purity.

What kind of cursed sect tradition is this!

Vivian gritted her teeth until they nearly shattered, deeply regretting her initiative to jump into the fire pit.

However, she hadn't completely given up on resisting.

As the plot concluded again, reaching the peak of spiritual ecstasy together, Vivian suppressed the urge to faint and decisively withdrew, executing a long-planned lethal move.

The dreamy purple-red light points disintegrated, enticing out the black thoughts particles from the sea of consciousness, reassembling them into a middle-aged sturdy man with silver hair draped over his shoulders, his face dignified and stern.

Seeing the familiar facial contour appear before him, Luo En was startled.

Zeus!

At the same time, "Zeus" also seemed to see the hesitation in his heart, grinning fiercely, tearing off the toga robe, exposing his robust muscles and the Divine King's symbol, shouting as he charged forward:

"Rape!"

In an instant, a deep chill ran from Luo En's tailbone all the way to the top of his head, making his entire soul uncontrollably shiver.

"Fuck, don't come near me!"

In a terrified shout, a strong mental shock erupted, and the originally stable heart image world instantly collapsed.

The two approaching figures instantly disintegrated and dissolved.

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"Bang!"

Sound asleep, Luo En suddenly bounced off the bed as if he had a spring installed, his forehead drenched in cold sweat, his eyes scanning around in horror.

Confirming that the nightmare figure hadn't burst into reality, he patted his chest with lingering fear.

So insidious, turning into Zeus to rape me!

Fortunately, it happened during the scene transition. If it had been during the interaction...

Thinking of that moment, Luo En shivered again.

This had been his most feared nightmare all along.

Although Old Deng was as dead as could be, the shadow remained, constantly resurfacing in his mind due to the influence of the dream demon's abilities.

Luo En rubbed his throbbing brow and spat silently at the wall.

Pah, damn death nightmare demon!

Pah, damn lustful demon!

At the same time, Vivian, who had just escaped the dream realm, spat in sync at someone beyond the wall.

After countless torments, she no longer retained her elegant and mysterious lady-like demeanor, her silver hair as messy as weeds, her entire body drenched in sweat, and the bedclothes so wet they could almost be wrung out.

Struggling to rise from the bed, dragging her sore body to the table.

Vivian raised a trembling hand, poured herself a glass of water, gulping it down, finally suppressing some of the lingering effects of the dream realm, cooling her nearly smoldering head a bit.

Something's not right.

Even if he had hundreds or thousands of lovers, his mind couldn't only be filled with lust.

There must be other secrets!

And secrets he doesn't want outsiders to know.

Clearing her thoughts, Vivian's eyes shone with a faint glow.

That makes me even more interested!

As everyone knows, the more difficult a treasure chest is to open, the higher the quality of the treasure inside.

Just wait, teacher!

Sooner or later, I'll catch your little tail and see you crying!

Imagining the moment of success, Vivian plopped into the chair.

"Ow~!"

However, as soon as her butt touched the chair, she sprang up as if electrocuted, her legs giving out beneath her, collapsing straight to the floor, convulsing uncontrollably.

—Painful, yet pleasurable.