The Disqualified Young Master Will Not Bow to the Villainous Female Lead

From another world outside the realm, the soul is both the soul of the outside realm and the soul born from the spiritual power of this world...

The two souls merged perfectly, and when the fusion was completed, a new soul was born.

The true Farlow Walsh has existed before, after, and in every time and space.

Even the God of Lust himself doesn't understand the principle behind this.

But no matter what, it's a great bargain.

A soul from the outside world, almost more precious than all her past chosen ones.

This is truly the most exciting thing that has happened to Him in the past few thousand years.

However, He soon discovered that Farrow's mental toughness was far beyond that of an ordinary person, and the corrosion of chaotic energy could not completely transform him for a while.

The reason behind this is known only to Faro.

Fortunately, I have been traveling in the Abyss for a long time, and in that twisted and chaotic environment there are psychic storms and mental radiation everywhere.

His mental resistance has been honed to be very strong.

This can barely resist corrosion, just like Kleist resists corrosion.

However, what he was enduring at this time was the direct favor from the deity of lust, which was several times more unbearable than what Crest had endured.

Farrow struggled to open his eyes.

In front of him was a woman with white hair and purple eyes.

She had a graceful figure and seemed to be about the same height as himself, with perfect facial features and shoulder-length silver-white hair.

Her bare feet were floating in the air, and she was wearing only a thin white gauze.

The beautiful body is faintly visible under the white gauze.

With just one glance, Faro suffered a great mental shock and a splitting headache.

This feeling... this power flowing in the body, which can be clearly felt, represents depravity, desire, debauchery...

Farrow raised his head with difficulty.

"I know what kind of god you are..."

After seeing her true face, Faro suddenly realized that the girl in front of him was the real evil god from outside the world, the Lord of Chaos - Lust.

The woman in front of him had a slight movement in her eyes.

[Can I still remain sane when facing me? ]

[No wonder it’s so popular. ]

The oppressive feeling of the true God cannot be described in words.

If Crest's aura is compared to a ferocious poisonous snake, then the true god Slaanesh in front of him is an unstoppable tsunami.

Even so, despite the burning pain, Faro's eyes still stared at Him.

In fact, he has almost given up on treatment.

Faro sensed the huge gap between the two sides. No matter how fierce he acted, it was just bluffing. The other party could strangle him to death with just a raise of his hand.

At this moment, my heart was filled with regret and despair.

Faro thought of everything that happened last night. If he had not been careless and captured by Crest, he would not have been forced by him to purify the chaos.

.......then the evil spirit will not lust after you.

However, Lust had no intention of killing him.

【Farrow Walsh.】

[Beautiful child, I like you very much. The position of the God of Love is waiting for you. Come, and you will receive my blessing.]

Become...His Chosen One?

Faro was stunned.

Wouldn't it just corrupt him into a Chaos Cultist?

Then Farrow realized that if He could do that, He would have become a Chaos believer by now. The reason why He hadn't changed was because of one reason...

He can’t do it yet!

Because of his high mental resistance, He was unable to corrupt Himself, and thus turned to verbal bewitchment.

Faro rejected Him out of hand.

The distorted appearances of Markus and Harold are still vivid in my mind.

I don't want to become a Chaos believer or a corrupted wizard like them, with my mind becoming crazy and twisted, and completely alienated from the inside out into a non-human.

If that were to happen, Faro might as well die a dignified death as a human being.

"I would rather die as a human being than become something twisted like a maggot."

What Shuger said was right.

When the body and mind are gradually alienated and no longer oneself, death is a better choice.

Claire, Vera, Angelina, if they saw me in such a state of degradation...

Faro couldn't imagine it.

Not to mention that after falling into chaos, I might hurt them.

Thinking of all this, Faro's mood has become calm.

"Therefore, I will not be your chosen one."

Just as Faro said this solemnly.

Lust felt as if he had heard some huge joke.

[What I said just now was not a question, but a notification that love has come to you.]

[And.....Do you really think you are a human being? ]

The woman suspended in mid-air slowly narrowed her eyes.

[If I'm not mistaken, you don't belong to this world. ]

These words were like a thunderclap.

This caused Faro's confident expression to become panic for a moment.

Cold sweat dripped down the side of his face, and then he turned his eyes away.

[What qualifications do you have to call yourself a human being? ]

Faro's veins suddenly popped up.

"What nonsense are you talking about? I am a human being! A real human being!"

Everything that comes out of the evil god's mouth cannot be trusted.

He kept reminding himself in his heart.

Don't be deceived by his sweet words.

[My child, when you are angry, have you ever looked into your own eyes? ]

The sound of lust is infinitely tender.

[Those are not eyes that humans should have.]

Chapter 121: The Chosen One Who Is Favored by God

"what?"

There was a mixture of doubt and disgust in Faro's eyes.

[The purple light lingering in your pupils is a deep and mysterious color. Humans cannot achieve this.]

The evil god's figure suddenly changed.

The tall beauty who was a head taller than Faro just now, was enveloped in purple smoke the next second.

Now she has become a tender but charming little girl.

As the embodiment of all desires and beauty in the world, it can naturally change its form at will, and no matter which one it is, its beauty is incomparable to that of mortals.

He had arrived behind Faro without him noticing, his body pressed against his back.

As soon as the soft and beautiful ** touched his skin, the tenderness seemed to penetrate into Faro's bones.

Even the strongest of wills will tremble for a moment.

Farlow's heart was pounding.

The decadent and wanton body fragrance coming from behind is like the strongest female hormone, with waves of fragrance, tempting people to fall.

All the perfume works created by Faro are nothing compared to this scent.

The sound of lustful, gentle exhalations reached my ears.

Faro always felt that her expression should be smiling.

[Huh~~Don't be afraid, mom is here. 】

There was a hint of fondness in those enchanting eyes.

[I won't hurt you, good boy. You must have suffered a lot.]

This woman...

No.

This evil god!

Every move she makes is seductive to the core, and every word and breath she speaks leads people into the abyss of debauchery.

Faced with the temptation of the true God, no matter how strong Faro's mental resistance was, he was about to collapse.

Not to mention lust, which is the most seductive among all the gods.

Amid the repeated calls of "Mom" and "Good boy", Faro's mind almost collapsed.

Only a few minutes had passed.

He had imagined countless times in his mind how happy he would be after his fall.

[What's wrong with being decadent? What's wrong with enjoying yourself? As long as you nod, you can return to the circle of debauchery...]

[Mortals in the secular world will fear you and use you because of your abilities, just like Crest.]

【But mom is different. Mom will always welcome you. 】

The soft voice actually sounded a little aggrieved.

【Don’t you like your mother? 】

Can't...can't fall...

It was difficult to maintain this thought in my mind.

Even though Faro has forgotten why he should not fall.

"Dark Moon, I have converted, may your sincerity bless me..."

"Dark Moon and Clear Light..."

Although Faro is not a devout believer of the Dark Moon Goddess, the Dark Moon faith is one of the state religions of Kavia.

At this time, the only thing we can do is to try our best, recite a few verses from the scriptures, and beg for the moonlight of Theimias to shine.

This action obviously hurt Lust.

The shape behind him changed again.

Her appearance is no longer flamboyant and charming, but has turned into a pure and beautiful girl.

There were tears in her pitiful eyes.

That expression seemed like he was blaming Faro and crying about his grievances.

It seems to be saying: "There is a god who has mercy on you, why do you still need to beg for help from other gods?"