Hell has invaded, but my Hextech is invincible!

The 520th level of Hell, the Hell of Desire, is directly controlled by Hevina Lilith, the ruler of Hell, just like the 91st level.

Helena is known by players as "Lady 91 Helena," a name that reveals the game developers' wicked sense of humor.

Of course, in the game "Hell Invasion", Lilith only made a fleeting appearance. The official only released one character illustration, but it deeply touched the hearts of all players, making everyone completely join the ranks of the 91st level of lustful hell.

But this is clearly the gate to hell of the 333rd level of the Truth Hell!

Moreover, Hex clearly remembered that the Adventists' doctrine never included the belief in lust-related demons.

"So, how did this demon end up here?" Hex was full of questions.

"Different levels of hell rarely cooperate." Even Inessa found it hard to understand.

"Even if they were to join forces, it would only be among the hellish forces under the same demon god."

"After all, internal strife is etched into the very bones of all demons."

"For demons, the greatest enemy is never humans, but other demons."

"The hell of desire and the hell of truth have nothing to do with each other, so how could they be mixed up?"

Inessa looked puzzled, but a deep sense of lingering fear welled up inside her.

Hextech kept chewing on the name of the Desire Hell.

He vaguely remembered that the figure of the Devil of Desire had actually appeared in the first chapter of the game.

At that moment, a demon appeared, interrupting another demon's pursuit of the protagonist group. It claimed to want to cooperate with the protagonist group, but was then killed by another demon with the true name.

The main characters barely escaped their predicament by having the two demons kill each other.

Hextech progresses through the story quickly, so he vaguely remembered this incident. Since no story battle was triggered, he didn't pay much attention to it at the time.

Based on the plot, it seems that the Demon of Desire and the Demon of Truth are not on the same side.

Why would it harbor the intention to harm the two of them?

"Hex, thank you for waking up in time." Inessa looked at Hex, her voice filled with genuine gratitude, and said softly.

"If it weren't for you, we would probably have committed the grave sin of blasphemy."

The two of them were just affected by the demon of desire.

Hextech has an immunity effect every three minutes, so it is sometimes clear-headed and sometimes confused.

However, Inessa was continuously affected.

The two almost had a live broadcast of hellish ordeal from the demon of lust.

Hextech's lips twitched slightly, and he inexplicably became a virtuous gentleman, unmoved by temptation. However, in this life-or-death situation, he had no time to think about such romantic things; his top priority was survival.

Hex said, "It seems we need to find another place as soon as possible."

"Otherwise, that demon might very well come back."

"It's no use." Inessa's expression grew increasingly serious.

"Once we're targeted by the True Name Demon, as long as we're still here, we can't escape its senses no matter where we hide."

"Then we won't even last seven days!" Hex frowned.

He was still a mortal at this moment, and after several fierce battles, a strong feeling of hunger and exhaustion kept surging over him.

Even if he could withstand the seductive harassment of the lustful demon once, if the demon persisted in pestering him, or even became enraged and attacked him in its true form, he would hardly have a chance of winning.

This is the gates of hell, where only the true forms of demons descend!

Hextech doesn't believe he can withstand the full-force attack of True Name Demon head-on.

He was nearly killed by a punch when he faced the projection of the True Name Demon in the third layer of the Hell of Truth, let alone the Desire Demon who specializes in controlling lust and is skilled in mental seduction.

"Demons of lust are born with extremely keen senses," Inessa said, biting her lip.

"And I have no way of knowing whether it has already left an indelible mark on us."

Hextech lowered his gaze slightly, looking at his status panel.

In the corner of the panel, the faint, almost invisible "Enchanting" mark still lingered, not completely fading away.

Hextech doesn't understand and hates riddlers and conspiracies the most. He prefers to be straightforward. After all, he's not highly educated. Even professional players combined couldn't all get a high school diploma. Hextech is a college graduate, which is already a high level of education.

"Instead of racking your brains trying to figure out what this demon is up to," Hex said, "we should just confront him directly."

Inesha was stunned, staring at him in disbelief: "Are you sure?"

"That's a true demon!"

Hextech looked up into the void: "The demons of the 520th floor of the Desire Hell."

"I know you're still watching us!"

"come out!"

There was no response from the void.

Inessa was a little nervous, clutching the crucifix tightly in her hand.

She was a young nun who had been temporarily put in command, and had never truly faced a demon head-on before.

She clutched the cross to her chest, and the cross emitted a faint holy light.

Hextech said in a deep voice, "We are here to negotiate in good faith."

"If you keep hiding in the shadows, then we have nothing to talk about."

It remained deathly silent, with only the distant roars of monsters echoing from the rooftop.

"Could it really be gone?" Hex frowned, but out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that the alluring mark in his status bar, which had been so faint it had almost disappeared, was slowly getting darker again.

Inessa stared blankly, a blush creeping onto her face.

He immediately yelled, "Come out! Do you have a voyeuristic tendency?"

"You just enjoy spying on other people's relationships from the shadows?"

"Or do you prefer NTR and forced sex?"

"Are your sexual preferences that strange?"

As the sound faded, a massive figure slowly emerged from the air.

The lustful demon with a human head, a snake's body, and four outstretched arms finally revealed its true form.

A pair of pinkish-purple eyes stared at Hextech, full of curiosity: "You know about these things too?"

"Also, what do you mean by NTR?"

Hextech was speechless.

Sure enough, this lustful demon had been lurking nearby, spying on him and Inessa.

As expected of the demons in the 520th level of the Hell of Desire, each one knows how to play the game better than the last.

"The five hundred and twenty layers of lustful demons are at the gates of Hell in the Hell of Truth," Hex retorted directly.

"Have you all joined forces?"

"A coalition?" The demon shook his head, his expression full of disgust. "I would never do that!"

The demon before them had female features; her female figure was particularly striking. She took a step forward and slowly leaned down, after which a light veil appeared on her body.

For no apparent reason, countless flower petals were scattered from the sky.

The enormous body began to slowly transform within the pink petals.

In an instant, a top beauty who was over 1.8 meters tall, with supermodel-like long legs and a figure that seemed ready to burst out, appeared in front of Hextech.

She licked her lips, the crimson hue accentuating her fair skin and making her look exceptionally alluring. Combined with her long, pinkish-purple hair, her eyes sparkled with captivating charm.

Crucially, her facial features bear a striking resemblance to Inessa, who is by Hextech's side.

"You guys probably won't mind me looking like this, right?" She looked at Hex with a half-smile.

"Demon!!" Inessa was only bewitched for a moment before she immediately realized what was happening and shouted angrily.

"Don't be so stingy with your beauty." The devil's eyes curled slightly, and he smiled seductively.

"Sister Inessa, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen."

"And besides, if I hadn't accelerated the chemistry between you two..."

"How are you going to nurture that budding love?" The devil chuckled, covering his mouth, much like a fan who ignores the main characters and forces a CP pairing.