I, the spiritual mentor of beautiful girls from all over the world

“You have all read the Naberius family’s report.”

Sazex's voice was deep.

"A suddenly appearing and incomprehensible 'divine realm' openly 'devoured' the SS-class criminal Black Song in our territory."

"The aura of that realm does not belong to the God of the Bible, nor to any mythological system we know."

"Most importantly, the full-force attack of the superior demon had absolutely no effect on that area."

Upon hearing this, all the other demon kings and nobles present gasped in shock.

An unknown and powerful pantheon is openly "capturing people" in the territory of demons.

This is no longer a simple friction.

This is simply a naked provocation!

Do they want to reignite a three-way war during this hard-won period of peace?!

The entire underworld's high command instantly fell into a state of high tension.

They racked their brains but still couldn't figure out which pantheon had the audacity to declare war on three major races at the same time.

And they certainly wouldn't have imagined it.

The instigator of this "diplomatic crisis" that could have triggered a world war is now leisurely sipping tea, looking at the ruffled black cat in front of him, and pondering a very serious question.

How can I get this seemingly dim-witted cat to willingly become a tool in my hunting machine?

Chapter 91: Go, My Little Cat, a Meeting of the Leaders of the Three Forces

Inside the courtyard, the terrifying pressure that crushed the soul came quickly and went quickly.

Kuroka was completely exhausted, her tattered kimono soaked with sweat, clinging tightly to her body and outlining her graceful curves.

She remained in that humiliating posture, unable to move, only her golden cat eyes burning with an indomitable flame.

"Good eye, little kitten."

Lynn smiled; he admired that wildness.

He released his hand and lightly touched the void with his fingertips.

The next second, an incredibly clear image instantly flooded into Hei Ge's eyes.

It was in a cold, damp underground cell in the Naberius family's cell.

A petite figure with short white hair, who looked similar to Hei Ge but was younger, was curled up on the cold stone bed, hugging her knees.

She was wearing a drab gray prison uniform, and her ankles were bound with shackles to suppress her magic.

Those golden eyes held no light, only numbness and a deep longing for her sister.

It's Shiroi!

It's her sister!

She was not executed, but imprisoned as the "sister of a sinner"!

This scene was more painful for her than any form of torture.

"Illusion...this is an illusion, meow!"

Hei Ge's voice trembled as she tried to remain resilient, but the sobbing in her final notes betrayed her.

"Illusion?" Lynn's voice drifted over, carrying a hint of divine mockery.

"Can the lamentations deep within your soul deceive yourself?"

These words completely shattered her psychological defenses.

Yes, that kind of pain that originates from the blood and soul is absolutely true.

That was her younger sister, whom she swore to protect with her life!

Absolute power.

An incomprehensible miracle.

And... the cruelest "truth" that strikes at the deepest, most vulnerable part of her soul.

Hei Ge could no longer maintain that feigned strength.

When he saw his sister's tear-streaked face, he instantly crumbled.

She slowly straightened up from that humiliating posture, knelt down voluntarily, and lowered her proud head.

"Unknown god... what do you desire?"

She asked, enunciating each word clearly, her voice devoid of any allure, only filled with pure, transactional indifference.

She knew very well that this deity was not showing all this out of kindness.

He has his own purpose.

And she was willing to pay any price.

Lynn nodded in satisfaction as he looked at her.

He prefers a sharp knife that understands its own worth to a crying pet.

"It's very simple."

Lynn stood up, resuming his condescending posture, and spoke lazily in an unquestionable tone.

“I saved you, and in return, from this moment on, you belong to me.”

Hei Ge lowered his head, remained silent, and did not object, waiting for him to continue.

"I need a kitten that knows the world well to collect some...fun little toys for me."

He paused, looking into Hei Ge's eyes burning with the flames of revenge, and a wicked smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"In other words, the 'divine artifact' you're talking about."

He paused, his words like the whisper of a devil.

"But I'm a bit picky about them, only those toys with a 'weapon' concept."

"As you should know, they usually reside within humans or reincarnated demons. And the easiest way to get the toy out of the toy box is..."

"It means breaking the box."

Break the box...

This cruel metaphor made Hei Ge's heart sink.

This means that the holder of the artifact must be killed.

But she also keenly caught another, more crucial piece of information.

【Your world.】

These words stirred up a storm in her mind.

Who exactly is the man before me?!

I seem to have inadvertently glimpsed a forbidden secret from outside the world that should never be touched, meow!

Having figured this out, Hei Ge calmed down.

The frail girl didn't need to think about so much; all that remained was how to find a way to survive for herself and her sister in this storm.

As for those secrets, the high and mighty demon kings will have a headache.

The flames of revenge and the desire to survive intertwined in her heart, ultimately transforming into an extreme calmness.

She slowly got up from the ground.

This time, Lynn did not stop her.

She straightened her tattered clothes, then walked to the stone table, picked up the cup of tea, and drank it all in one gulp.

"What should I do? Meow."

Lynn looked at the determination in her eyes and nodded in satisfaction.

Talking to a smart cat is so easy.

"Don't worry."

He snapped his fingers again.

A complex picture of light and shadow appeared before Hei Ge.

It was a human-shaped energy meridian diagram, densely marked with countless points of light and the trajectory of energy flow.

The prototype of that energy model was herself.

"Look at this. The way you combine your magic and immortality is like stuffing a Ferrari engine into the chassis of a tractor. It's practically a crime."

Lynn pointed out the inherent flaw in her power.

"The energy utilization rate is less than 30 percent."

"More than 70% of our strength is wasted in meaningless internal conflicts."

"Otherwise, how could a few high-level demons have chased you down so badly?"

Hei Ge stared blankly at the energy diagram.

Every point of stagnation in energy flow and every point of magical conflict mentioned above precisely pinpointed the most subtle and discordant sensations she experienced during battle.

These are the key points that even she herself might not have been able to figure out.

This Outer God saw it all clearly with just one glance.

"Your talent is a top-quality rough gem."

Lynn's voice carried a creator-like indifference.

"And I will personally sculpt you into a perfect work of art."

Lynn stood up and looked down at her.

"As for who you will strike first after you graduate, that's up to you."

Hei Ge understood instantly.

This god does not need a subservient puppet, but a sharp blade that can think independently and hunt for him.

In an instant, the faces of the Naberius family's servants, who had regarded her and her sister as precious experimental subjects, flashed into her mind.

They have all been given some "toys" to varying degrees.

The flames of revenge were completely ignited.

"I understand, meow!"

Hei Ge took a deep breath, suppressing the surging emotions in his heart.

She knew this was her only chance.

He saw his revenge as a pledge of loyalty.

Offer your claws to this unfathomable Outer God.

She knelt on one knee, this time not out of coercion, but willingly, surrendering for the sake of power and the hope of revenge.

She lowered her head and, in a trembling yet incredibly firm voice, asked the question that would determine her future.

"How should I address you, my...master?"

……

The next ten days were like a dream that was repeatedly torn apart and then gently stitched back together for Hei Ge.

Lynn threw her directly into the "Conjuration Training Ground" that came with the safe house.

Here, her former pursuers and persecutors are perfectly replicated again and again.

Every day, all she had to do was fight, study, and then... flirt with death.

Whenever she was "killed" by the phantoms in the training field, or collapsed from exhaustion.

Hei Ge would instinctively curl up, waiting for that icy coldness that had long been etched into his bones.