Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

Before the victim, who was thrown around in a daze, could even speak, the goddess, who was responding to herself, was caught in a state of extreme shame and indignation, pulling at her long black hair with both hands, her pretty face flushed red.

When did you start caring so much about your reputation and integrity?

Samael inwardly grumbled at Ishtar, who was stuffing her hair into her mouth and biting it wildly like a child, her face full of madness and shame.

However, the goddess, like a hyperactive child, hugged her head and leaned her upper body forward and backward.

Samael's face turned green, and he couldn't help but hiss and gasp.

Idiot! Get off me first!

Just now, he was dragged into the house, and in order to control this suspect who had seen her make a fool of herself, Ishtar sat directly on Samael's waist and abdomen.

Uruk is located in West Asia, where the temperature is relatively hot, and the Sumerian long dress worn by this goddess is so cool that it is comparable to a swimsuit.

The two of them were pressed together, one above the other. As the goddess of love and abundance, Ishtar's movements of leaning forward and backward were like sparks flying for any decent man.

Finally, the great goddess seemed to hear the warrior's inner prayer, her body paused, and she muttered to herself as if possessed.

"You saw it, right! You saw it, right!"

Yes, yes, yes! I saw you made a fool of yourself, is that alright now?

I just came over to kindly invite you to a meal, and I got caught and interrogated. What kind of karma have I created?!

Samael was on the verge of tears, and could only nod resignedly, hoping that she would stop torturing his lower body.

Based on the aftermath of his previous car accident on Mount Abifu, he worried that if the goddess made any violent movements, he might break not only his waist but also his legs.

Hmm, a third leg...

"This is so shameful, so shameful, unforgivable...unforgivable..."

However, as soon as she nodded, Ishtar, with her long black hair flowing down her back, suddenly lowered her head as if frozen, muttering to herself.

"What...what do you want? We're allies, allies!"

Samael, sensing something was amiss, stiffened, swallowed hard, and looked distressed.

"rest assured…"

Ishtar looked up and smiled, offering a soft word of comfort.

But then, a sinister and chilling atmosphere spread out, and the great goddess raised her hand and pulled out a scepter with a sinister outline from the magic circle that appeared in mid-air.

The top of the staff is twisted and coiled with seven silver half-snakes, and the staff itself is a cold silver color.

Moreover, it's more like a terrifying warhammer than a scepter.

The seven-headed warhammer staff! This is the symbolic weapon of Ishtar as the God of War, who ravaged the world. Although it is mostly left to gather dust in the warehouse, it is still extremely intimidating.

"I suddenly remembered that Merlin and Anna downstairs are waiting for me to have dinner. We can talk again when I get back."

Samael forced a smile, his body writhing desperately as he dug clear furrows into the pile of gems with his hands.

"Okay, it's nothing serious."

"Be strong. I'm just helping you erase some memories that shouldn't exist."

Ishtar responded with a smile, grabbed Samael's right leg, and pulled him deeper into the house.

Forget about being strong, erasing memories? You're using a Hydra warhammer? Is this some kind of hardcore game?!

That hammer blow would shatter not only memory, but also the skull!

Samael's face darkened, and he was filled with resentment.

You're already thinking of killing your teammates before the war has even started?

Seeing that he was about to be dragged into a corner and tormented, Samael hurriedly raised his hand.

"Stop, stop, stop! I didn't see anything, I don't know anything."

"I've completely forgotten what happened just now!"

"Really?"

"More real than all the jewels you have lying around! God, I was just passing by! Who would be spying on your hobbies for no reason!"

"You'll keep it a secret?"

"I'm forgetful; once I step out of this door, I won't remember anything!"

Only after Samael's repeated promises did Ishtar feel somewhat relieved.

Seeing that the person was so sensible, the goddess hesitated and reluctantly agreed not to perform a memory erasure operation on him.

However, the moment Ishtar stood up, an inexplicable itch on her nostrils caused the great goddess to sneeze loudly.

At the same time, the slender hand in the darkness flicked, and the grotesque seven-headed serpent warhammer roared down.

The target of the landing was clearly the area between the victim's legs.

Ishtar! You son of a bitch!

Samael, unable to break free by having one leg pulled, was sweating profusely and his face turned green.

Chapter 72 I Will Protect Your Integrity (5000-word long chapter, please subscribe)

"boom!"

Samael stared at the seven-headed serpent warhammer, which was only inches away from his legs, and broke out in a cold sweat, feeling a chill run down his spine.

Although he is immortal, according to the male pain scale, fatal penis is at the highest level of 10.

Therefore, once you've experienced this, you'll remember it for a lifetime. Even if you can heal later, it may still leave a strong psychological shadow.

This woman is insane!

If you can make such a fuss over a small deposit, what would happen if you actually paid the remaining 20%?

Indeed, the strategy of not feeding the donkey carrots was the right one!

Samael secretly grumbled, and in order to vent his anger, he elevated his contract fraud to the level of "for your own good".

However, these ideas were all directed at the madwoman Ishtar.

At this moment, the goddess with fair hands gripping the hammer handle, golden hair, and wearing a black, mysterious crown was none other than Ereshkigal.

In fact, the consciousness currently rising within this spirit-possessed body is indeed the two-sided Earth Mistress.

As mentioned repeatedly before, these two sisters, summoned by the Uruk priestess, achieved a joint spirit possession in the same host body.

However, Ishtar, the city god of Uruk, is the main target of the priestess's summoning, and Ereshkigal, due to her dual nature, is forced to "buy one get one free".

Furthermore, if we divide the soul and body of a human host into ten equal parts...

Therefore, Ishtar, who is dominated by divinity, occupies 30% control of the soul and 70% control of the body.

Conversely, Ereshkigal, influenced by the remaining 70% of human nature, currently only retains 30% control over the body.

Therefore, what is usually shown to the public is the image of the great goddess Ishtar.

During this period, Ereshkigal's consciousness was basically ejected from her host body and returned to the underworld.

Under the powerful influence of 70% human nature, the image she shaped using the power of the earth naturally became the form of the host body.

This is probably what is known as "30/70 split".

However, Ereshkigal does not have absolute control over her body on the ground.

However, if favorable factors such as darkness, being on the ground, Ishtar's emotional fluctuations, or falling into a deep sleep come together...

Then, Ereshkigal, who only has 30% control over the body, can take advantage of the situation and allow the underworld consciousness to rise and temporarily occupy the body, so that she can see the world on the ground with her own eyes.

However, gathering all the necessary elements is quite difficult; she can only come up for some fresh air when Ishtar isn't looking.

Normally, Ai Lei spends most of her time in the underworld, in her little dark room, snuggling up with her pets.

As a snake's pet, Samael certainly knew this, but as a human, he shouldn't have known it!

The ancient serpent stared at the goddess, whose expression was conflicted and whose face was gloomy after noticing her surroundings. It suppressed its animalistic instinct to rub its chest and greet her, and put on a look of deep resentment.

"Ishtar! I just came to invite you to dinner, and I accidentally saw something peculiar about you. Is it really necessary to drag me into this dark room and give me this beating?!"

"With King Gilgamesh as our witness, we are teammates who withstood the three storms! Teammates!"

"You are the goddess of Uruk, have some self-respect!"

As her consciousness began to rise, Ereshkigal suddenly came to her senses and involuntarily loosened her grip, dropping both the victim's thigh and the seven-headed hydra warhammer at the same time.

Oh my god, here we go again!

Samael watched as the seven-headed hydra warhammer hurtled down, frantically clawing at the floor and pulling out his ill-fated lower body.

Whether it's the goddess of war or the goddess of monsters, now even the goddess of the underworld has caught up.

Why do you all seem to like targeting my lower body?!

Samael stared at the seven-headed hydra warhammer, most of its head deeply embedded in the floor, his eyebrows twitching violently, a chill rising from his tailbone to the top of his head.

"Hug...sorry..."

Upon seeing this, the goddess of the underworld, who was influenced by 70% of human nature, was at a loss and lowered her head in embarrassment. She wanted to help the victim up, but stood there awkwardly.

As expected, Ereshkigal is still too kind.

Samael made a comparison in his mind, and his affection for his former owner instantly skyrocketed.

But the current situation forced him to continue putting on a cold face and lying, and a strange sense of guilt lingered in his heart.

"Forget it, forget it, are you not going to continue?"

Ai Lei struggled to lift her head, her gaze lingering strangely on the victim, scrutinizing her repeatedly. Her face gradually flushed red, and she couldn't help but let out a soft groan.

"I'm a bit confused right now."

"How...how did she...bully you just now?"

"Fortunately, it was just because of some trivial personal matter that they dragged me into a dark room, pinned me to the floor, and tortured me. They used every trick in the book—coercion, bribery, and even physically assaulted me. I almost..."

Samael rolled his eyes, then looked between his legs with lingering fear and couldn't help but complain.

"She clearly wants to do things herself, but she insists I understand and take the initiative... (I have to keep her secret; she's so difficult to please)."

"do not talk!"

Ai Lei frantically raised her hand, her face flushed crimson, and that intoxicating blush instantly burned down to her ears.

"Don't worry, I'll definitely keep your little hobby and certain unspeakable, indecent behaviors a secret if I don't want to die under the Hydra's warhammer,"

"So, Goddess, can you let me go now?"

"Get out! Get out now!"

The victim adopted a defiant attitude, coldly questioning the victim, but before he could finish speaking, he was pushed out of the room by a pair of hands.

"boom!"

Looking at the tightly closed door and the figure leaning against the window, gradually covering his face with his hands, and sliding weakly against the wall, Samael was filled with emotion.

Angels...

Animals!

The goddess of the underworld, her face burning with embarrassment, cursed angrily.

Too kind...

What a shame!

Still as pure and lovely as ever…

I knew it! You incorrigible slut!

The two people inside and outside the door each uttered whispers of opposite hatred and completely different emotions in their hearts.

By the way, there shouldn't have been any problems with your performance just now, right?

I don't know why, but I always felt that Ellie's reaction was a bit too intense?

Well, never mind, it's probably because of self-blame, or because I'm too kind.

After all, he was the previous owner. The more you interact with him, the easier it is to expose him. Let's eat first, and we can talk about it tomorrow.

In the corridor, Samael straightened his disheveled clothes, pulled up his torn robe and slightly loose trousers, and walked up the stairs to the dining table.