Post-Apocalyptic America: Synthetic 3D Female Protagonist.

"That's it?"

Su Hui spoke softly, a hint of disappointment in his voice.

Morgana's pupils suddenly contracted.

impossible!

Her [Painful Corruption] is an attack at the level of laws; even Kyle wouldn't be able to remain indifferent to it!

Just as she was about to increase her power, she suddenly felt as if her magic had vanished into thin air, losing all connection with her.

No, we haven't lost contact!

Yes... it was swallowed up!

Deep within Su Hui's soul, there seemed to be an unshakable and majestic divine kingdom.

Her dark magic had barely touched the outer wall of the divine kingdom when it was instantly torn apart and devoured by an even more domineering and tyrannical force, without even causing a ripple.

"Since you want to see it so much, then I'll let you see as much as you want."

Su Hui's voice seemed to resonate directly within Morgana's soul.

The next moment, an irresistible, vast, star-like spiritual force surged back into Morgana's mind through the spell link from before!

"what!"

Morgana let out a painful scream, clutching her head and staggering backward, her languid and alluring expression instantly replaced by horror and pain.

Before her eyes was no longer the square of Demacia, but a magnificent temple that defied description.

Su Hui sat high on the throne made of countless bones of gods and demons, looking down indifferently at the people below.

Beneath the throne, two stunningly beautiful, naked figures knelt on the ground.

A figure, pure as light, spread out twelve wings burning with golden flames.

Another figure fell as into darkness, with twelve wings flowing with shadows unfurling behind it.

It's Kyle!

It was her!

In the scene, she and Kyle, these two sworn enemies who have fought for countless years, are now like two of the most humble pets, vying for their loyalty and service to the man on the throne in an almost shameful manner.

Their faces showed no hatred, no resentment, only the most fervent worship and possessiveness.

This scene is more cruel than any torture, more vicious than any curse!

It shattered Morgana's pride as a fallen angel!

"Do not--!!!"

Morgana let out a piercing scream, abruptly severing her mental link with Su Hui. Her face was ashen, and she gasped for breath. Her eyes, as she looked at Su Hui, were filled with unprecedented terror, anger, and a trace of shame that she herself could not even perceive.

This man... what kind of monster is he?!

He not only made her immune to her soul magic, but he could even corrupt her will, imprinting such absurd and erotic scenes deep into her soul!

"Now, do you still want to watch?"

Su Hui walked towards her step by step, each step feeling like he was stepping on her heart.

Morgana instinctively stepped back until her back hit the cold palace wall, leaving her with nowhere to retreat.

"What...what did you do to me?"

Her voice trembled slightly with fear.

"It just lets you see one possibility of the future in advance."

Su Hui stopped in front of her, looking down at her condescendingly, "A... future that I prefer."

Morgana gritted her teeth, suppressing the shock and humiliation in her heart.

She lost, and lost miserably.

Faced with absolute power, her proud schemes and magic became a joke.

"Of course. I'm somewhat interested in your suggestion."

Su Hui's voice pulled her back to reality from her humiliation.

Morgana suddenly raised her head.

"Tell me more about that demon."

Morgana took a deep breath, trying to make her voice sound steady.

"That demon is named Fiddlesticks, one of the ten ancient demons, the embodiment of 'fear'. Its power originates from the fear within the hearts of intelligent beings. As long as fear exists, it is immortal."

"The key to awakening it lies deep within the anti-magic prison of Demacia, in the body of a prisoner named Sylas. He possesses the unique ability to absorb and release magic, and only he can break the seal of the anti-magic stone on Fiddlesticks."

"fear?"

Su Hui licked his lips, a burning glint in his eyes.

He absorbed the yellow light spectrum of fear in the DC Universe, so he was very familiar with this power.

If I could devour a demon composed purely of the concept of fear...

Just then, deep within the palace, Jinx and Seraphine, two graceful figures, one on each side, helped a blonde beauty emerge.

That's Lux.

She had been changed into a pure white silk dress, and her long golden hair had been carefully combed and was draped smoothly over her shoulders.

The stubbornness and determination on her face had vanished, replaced by a bewildered submission. Her sky-blue eyes had lost focus, staring blankly ahead.

Under the influence of the Seed of Loyalty, Lux of Demacia has been transformed into an exquisite doll that obeys only its master's commands.

Su Hui glanced at Lux, who was presented to him like a trophy, then turned back and smiled at Morgana, whose face was still pale.

"Cooperation is possible."

"But tonight, I want to enjoy my spoils first."

His gaze was aggressive, as if to say that Lux was just an appetizer, and she was the main course.

"Tomorrow, take me to that man named Silas."

......

The royal palace of Demacia is luxurious and solemn.

Flags and badges symbolizing the glory of the Lightshield family can be seen everywhere, and the air seems to still carry the majestic aura of past kings.

But tonight, everything here will be completely overturned.

Su Hui casually sat on the huge dragon bed that could comfortably accommodate seven or eight people. Beside the bed, Lux knelt like the most docile lamb, her head bowed and her hands resting on her knees.

Her long, golden hair cascaded down like a waterfall, obscuring most of her face. Only her slightly trembling eyelashes and the blush that appeared from nervousness and shyness were visible.

On the other side of the palace, Morgana leaned against the wall, arms crossed, watching the scene with a gloomy expression.

She tried to maintain the last shred of dignity she had as a "collaborator," but when Su Hui's indifferent gaze swept over her, she still felt a shiver run down her spine.

The psychological impact Su Hui had on her still haunts her to this day.

The image of that man, etched into her soul, clung to her like a leech, impossible to erase.

"come over."

Su Hui's voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable tone of command.

Morgana froze, not moving.

Make her kneel down and serve like that blonde girl?

It's impossible!

How could she, a fallen angel who once rivaled her sister as a demigod, be ordered around like a maid?

She is the fallen queen Morgana, not anyone's plaything!

"It seems that the lessons learned so far have not been enough."

Su Hui's eyes turned cold.

[Power and Control - Domain] unfolds silently.

Morgana instantly felt the space around her become viscous like a swamp. Her proud dark magic was as if it were being tightly gripped by an invisible hand, and she couldn't mobilize it even a little bit.

She became a mortal with a powerful soul, but unable to wield any power.

This feeling of powerlessness terrified her more than any sword or blade.

"I'll say it again, come here."

Faced with the absolute suppression of the laws, all of Morgana's pride and resistance seemed pale and powerless.

She gritted her teeth, her body moving uncontrollably, step by step, towards the large bed.

Every step felt like a ruthless trampling of her dignity.

finally,

She walked to the bedside, but stubbornly remained standing, refusing to kneel down.

Su Hui did not give her any more orders, but instead turned his gaze to Lux.

Lux.

"Yes, Master." The girl immediately raised her head, her empty blue eyes reflecting Su Hui's figure with a morbid dependence and fanaticism.

“Use your light to tie her up,” Su Hui said, pointing at Morgana.

Lux did not hesitate at all.

She extended her slender, fair fingers, and dazzling, holy light elements gathered in her palm.

"【Binding of Light】!"

Several chains made of pure light appeared out of thin air, like living serpents, and instantly coiled around Morgana's body, binding her hands and feet tightly.

"What are you doing!" Morgana screamed in alarm and anger.

Light!

It was the light she hated most!

It was the power Kyle used to judge her and imprison her for countless years!

Being bound by this power was an extreme humiliation for her, more unbearable than death!

She struggled frantically, but having lost her magic, she was even weaker than an ordinary woman.

The chains of light tightened, the holy light scorching her skin, sending waves of stinging pain through her.

This feeling instantly pulled her back to the dark memory of being judged by Kyle, and boundless hatred and humiliation surged into her heart.

"A very interesting expression."

Su Hui watched as Morgana, bound even tighter with anger and humiliation, accentuated her voluptuous figure with alluring curves, as if admiring a perfect work of art.

He stood up, walked up to Morgana, and ripped open her black robe.

hiss-

The sound of tearing fabric was particularly jarring in the silent palace.

A perfectly mature body, exuding a decadent charm, is exposed to the air without reservation.

Her skin wasn't the ivory white of Lux's, but rather a healthy, vibrant honey color that exuded an unusual allure under the glow of the chains of light.

Her incredibly full breasts rose and fell violently with her rapid breathing, the two rosy nipples standing erect in shame and indignation.

Beneath her flat stomach lies a mysterious and dense black forest.

"No...don't look..."

Morgana's voice trembled; this was worse than death.

Su Hui grabbed her chin and forced her to raise her head.

"Now, it's your turn."

He said to Morgana, then looked at Lux, "Use your darkness to imprison her."