Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

Samael put down his teacup, got out of bed, and went to Tamamo-no-Mae, whispering softly in her ear.

"According to the rules, we should of course come to collect some debts..."

The scorching air rushed into his ear canal, and it seemed as if two flames were growing and dancing in his dark, vertical pupils.

Tamamo-no-Mae was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing.

"According to the rules, shouldn't I scream for help at this point? It's an assault!"

"Still want to try that bathhouse thing?"

Samael sneered, his expression sinister.

"Don't worry, no one will hear you even if you scream your lungs out this time."

"So you finally couldn't resist and started hitting her? You beast!"

Tamamo-no-Mae crossed her arms, looking panicked, like a frail girl about to be ravaged by a lecherous thief.

But then, the vixen revealed her true colors again, a mocking smile appearing on her alluring face.

"We're leaving tomorrow, so you don't have much time left."

Her curled pink tongue licked her moist cherry lips, carrying a strong hint and intense allure.

"Or, let me go, and I'll teach you how to make amends..."

"Need not."

Looking at the woman's head that was leaning closer, Samael shook his head and politely declined.

“I prefer to be in control when I'm with you.”

Tamamo-no-Mae laughed even harder, continuing to enjoy the teasing.

"You'd better hurry up and do what you want to her, you only have one night..."

Samael smiled without answering, his fingertips freely tracing patterns on the Destiny Tablet.

"Buzz!"

Under the shroud of divine authority, golden light patterns surged and rippled, making the entire bedroom seem like a roll of film cut from a movie theater, existing independently and capable of being fast-forwarded or slowed down at will.

The surrounding space was as sticky as swamp, and time seemed to be constantly frozen and stretched out.

At the same time, Tamamo-no-Mae discovered that her thinking seemed to be gradually becoming dull, while her senses were unusually sharp, as if they had been enhanced a hundredfold.

"you……"

The fox spirit, frozen in the hall, opened her mouth, and her voice, having traveled a long distance, was uttered slowly and sluggishly, as if it had been prolonged for centuries.

"I'm using Destiny Tablets in London to develop a fun new game."

Samael smiled broadly and explained the reasons in detail.

"Simply put, it is to use its supreme power to cut time and space, to cut out slices of the world, and then, through the privilege of the First Cause, to rewrite the laws, rewrite destiny, and input some settings that one wants into this silhouette."

For example, extending one night by thirty times;

Enhance your sensory abilities by thirty times;

Then delay your thinking by thirty times, allowing the various sensations from your body to accumulate to a hundredfold, a thousandfold, before releasing them all at once...

How about that, interesting, right?

If I remember correctly, I think I gave it a very fitting name: "World Modulation Mode."

Listening to the malicious introduction in her ear, Tamamo-no-Mae, who was still frozen in place, couldn't help but shudder, her hair standing on end.

Thirty times the time...

Thirty times the sensory abilities...

What's even more deadly is the accumulation and superposition of perceptions a hundredfold or a thousandfold!

Whether it's a deity or a human, both have their own self-protection mechanisms within their bodies.

This thing is like a dam in a river channel to divert and release floodwaters, preventing the body from being overwhelmed by too strong sensory and emotional stimulation.

What this snake is trying to do is not to dig a hole in the dam, but to directly raise the dam, store floodwater a hundred or a thousand times higher, and then press a switch to let all the accumulated floodwater burst through the dam.

Imagine spending thirty days, with a thirty-fold increase in sensory stimulation, all the stimuli accumulated in her body, being released and detonated in an instant after a switch is pressed.

At that point, shaking the brains to mix them up will be the least of our worries.

Let alone a god, even if she were to become the Killing Stone, she would probably be blown apart.

This doesn't seem good...

This guy is getting serious.

"This...this isn't right, we're the ones who're in cahoots..."

The fox spirit, experiencing fear for the first time, swallowed hard, her voice trembling.

"How about I get you the two from during the day?"

"Hmm, that makes sense! One isn't enough!"

Upon hearing this, Samael seemed to be awakened, and his eyes lit up.

The shameless fox immediately prepared to shift the blame, attempting to drag Qin Liangyu and Jie Chuzi into a pit of fire.

"Yes, yes, let me go first, I'll help you lure them to your door, and then I'll hold their hands down for you..."

"Snapped!"

The crisp snap of fingers echoed in the room, and Tamamo-no-Mae's incitement came to an abrupt halt.

Samael smiled and placed his fingertips on the Destiny Tablet, outlining the design with a curved stroke.

The golden threads of fate wrapped around Tamamo-no-Mae pulled and tugged, causing an indescribable, intense sense of separation that spread from her tingling scalp all the way to her tailbone.

Puff puff puff!

In an instant, the six golden, luminous fox tails were peeled and separated from the body by the threads of fate.

The interwoven, writhing light and shadow construct six similar yet distinct outlines:

A charming and playful animal-eared shrine maiden dressed in a blue palace gown.

A summery beauty (Lancer) holding a parasol, wearing a sun hat, and dressed in a swimsuit.

A cat-like cook (Berserker) wearing a pink apron and dressed casually at home.

Wearing a pink and white canvas hat, she is capable and charming, with a light-colored background as a workplace secretary (Assassin).

With golden-red eyes, luxurious clothing, and a sinister and eerie aura, he embodies the evil of humanity (Foreigner).

With a mirror behind her, a jewel on her body, and a sword in her hand, Amaterasu (Saber) is the goddess who conquers all directions...

"I……"

"us……"

The six fox spirits looked at each other blankly and in astonishment, and finally focused their gaze on the culprit in front of them.

"what have you done?"

Samael put down the Destiny Tablet and looked at the row of "slices," a pleased smile curving his lips.

"One isn't enough; there should be at least six."

At the same time, the threads of fate were pulled, and the ancient serpent, along with the area it was in, shattered like a mirror, reflecting the same six figures.

Now, everything is complete.

The six figures, whose thoughts were unified and coordinated, made the same movement and took a step forward.

Dividing itself into equal parts into infinite serpents, they grinned and simultaneously bared their fangs.

"Migu!"

The six fox spirits, frozen in time and space, sensed their dark fate tonight and shuddered, letting out a series of mournful cries.

The doors and windows were locked, and darkness encroached.

The vixens were disarmed one by one and thrown onto the bed to settle their debts.

The entire hall shook violently. In the confined slice of the world, the ancient serpent, through the synesthesia of its thoughts, began to enjoy its prey, experiencing six times the pleasure.

Time flows at a rate thirty times slower, and the senses receive stimulation at a rate thirty times greater.

The fox spirits, their minds frozen, endure torment and accumulate sins.

The unscrupulous debt collectors brutally squeeze every last drop of sweetness from their targets, chewing them into scraps over time.

After midnight.

Or rather, the twenty-seventh day after the world was sliced.

The tightly closed door creaked open from the inside.

Samael stretched and walked out of the bedroom, a look of great pleasure and satisfaction on his face. He snapped his fingers and stepped out into the dimly lit courtyard.

"Migu!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

At the same time, a high-pitched and persistent mournful cry came from inside the house. The figure buried under the collapsed bed board and the loach connected to the power cord were convulsing violently and frequently.

After three days and three nights.

The door opened again.

With her legs trembling and her eyes sunken, Tamamo-no-Mae struggled to walk out of the house, leaning against the wall.

The six fox tails were dry and withered, like horsetail grass that had been squeezed dry.

Beast, utterly beastly...

The fox spirit, her bloodshot eyes fixed on the bright daylight in the courtyard, silently voiced her tearful accusations.

Chapter Ten: Cultivating the Cyber ​​Great Path, Encountering the Three Pure Ones of Mechs

The main hall of Ligong Palace.

The First Emperor looked up at the figure that appeared outside the door and frowned slightly.

"So early?"

Samael smiled and said, "I couldn't sleep and had nothing else to do, so I came to ask His Majesty for a cup of tea."

The First Emperor's furrowed brows relaxed slightly, and he nodded in agreement: "Please sit down."

A slender arm casually brushed across the table, and flowing mercury gushed from the patterns on the bronze table, creating ripples. The prepared tea leaves and tea set were then presented to the two of them.

Meanwhile, the constantly wriggling and deforming mercury began to methodically boil the mountain spring water and brew tea.

The skillful and standard technique, mechanical and precise, was like an invisible tea master serving two earthly kings.

Soon, the tea was poured into the cup, and a rich aroma filled the air.

Samael picked up his cup, took a sip, and immediately felt his mouth water and the aftertaste was unforgettable. His eyes lit up and he exclaimed in admiration.

“Good tea!”

"A byproduct of the search for immortals in the East Sea. If you like it, I will send you a few pounds."

The First Emperor casually waved his hand, and more than a dozen jade boxes flew out from the liquid mercury and landed in front of Samael, lined up in a row, showing the emperor's grandeur and generosity.

"Thank you then."

Samael gladly accepted the gift and incorporated it into the magic circle diagram.

In reality, based on his memories and habits from his previous life, bartending was just a hobby of his; drinking tea was more in line with his preference for beverages.

Fresh and elegant, refreshing and invigorating

As the birthplace of tea culture, China has cultivated and selected tea trees for thousands of years, and the tea produced there is naturally a superior product that has withstood the test of history.

Moreover, this is a rare and precious tea that almost disappeared along with the Chinese people.

Then there is even more reason to collect and enjoy them.

Even if you can't finish it yourself, you can give it to Yuzhu.