The corridor on the fifth basement level of Herolom Prison was filled with black mist behind the gray-haired beauty, like a thunderous storm sweeping in. Every note she uttered carried an invisible pressure.

Standing there, the eerie presence of an eighth-order being was enough to make any living creature tremble.

The seventh-order warden lying on the ground was the best proof of her danger.

Her deep blue eyes were sharp and profound, and her posture exuded supreme authority and elegance, as if she could see through everything.

However, the black-haired, green-eyed figure standing in the distance maintained a calm demeanor. Her eyes were clear, and the disturbances and pressures of the entire world seemed unable to touch her.

"You… know that ordinary methods won't work against me, so you're trying to act like a different personality, aren't you?"

The Phantom Great Love Poet pondered for a moment, seeming to arrive at an answer, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

Instead of being emotionally affected by her first, the other party had provoked her anger with their reaction. This was clearly their tactic.

They were, after all, the same type of demon. Compared to force, they relied more on schemes and words to defeat their enemies.

"How brave, but courage is sometimes not enough to change fate."

The gray-haired beauty leaned forward slightly, a playful smile appearing on her lips.

"..."

The black-haired, green-eyed figure said nothing.

In any case, Lan Fu had followed him for many years and had put in a lot of effort, even if she was just a phantom of Lan Fu. For a moment, he couldn't bear to treat her as an enemy and beat her up.

"Haha, look at your ridiculous attempt. Do you really think you have a chance? How naive!"

The Phantom Great Love Poet crossed her arms, showing no intention of taking action herself.

Even with her eighth-order power, her strength and magic levels might not necessarily be able to defeat a fifth-order combat class.

But with her voice, even eighth-order enemies would find it difficult to resist.

Not to mention a first-order self.

"Then how are you going to win?"

Seeing that the Phantom Great Love Poet was delaying her attack, Lan Qi asked helplessly.

"You know, when your happiness is magnified a thousand times, you can no longer distinguish between pain and pleasure. And I can let you experience it repeatedly until you die. Even if you die at my hands, you will sincerely thank me and fall in love with me."

The gray-haired beauty twirled her smooth hair with her index finger, saying with extraordinary certainty,

"You don't think I can only amplify your emotions through sound, and not actively stir up the desires in your heart, do you? This is the absolute gap between the eighth order and the first order."

"Really? You have this ability?"

Lan Qi asked with curiosity and surprise.

"..."

The Phantom Great Love Poet felt like the other party was still looking down on her.

"Heh, just keep pretending. You weak first-order demon. The calmer you are now, the more beautiful your screams for mercy will be later. I'll find all sorts of ways to make you cry and beg me for mercy, and completely break you."

The gray-haired beauty's eyes gradually sharpened, and she didn't want to play with the other party anymore.

She lightly raised a finger, pointing at the other party, as if an invisible magic had gathered and enveloped them nearby.

"Start going crazy, you fool."

As her voice fell, a dangerous aura surged.

As long as she used this magic, not only emotions, but even the desires in the depths of the heart would be stimulated!

However.

One second passed.

Two seconds passed.

Five seconds passed.

Nothing happened in the corridor.

"..."

Lan Qi still looked at the Phantom Great Love Poet like she was an idiot.

This made the Phantom Great Love Poet's face freeze.

She looked at her fingers, confirming that the spell was correct, and then used it on the other party again, but the other party still didn't react.

"Why aren't you going crazy? Don't, don't you have any desires in your heart?"

The Phantom Great Love Poet shouted. She didn't understand why the stimulation of desires wasn't working on the other party.

She was clearly experiencing emotional fluctuations because of the other party's reactions, but the other party's nerves were like steel, completely unshakeable!

"Maybe I do, but not much. At least you can't affect me."

The black-haired, green-eyed girl took a deep breath, looked at the Phantom Great Love Poet calmly, and patiently explained to her.

"What kind of monster are you?"

The Phantom Great Love Poet gradually felt that something was wrong. She knew very well that if it were the first-order her, she would definitely have been caught.

It was as if some indescribable thing had taken over her main body!

"I am human. Don't take away my human rights."

Lan Qi replied.

"Human? Is your current will that of a ascetic female martial monk or priest, so you can barely resist my charm?"

The Phantom Great Love Poet felt that even if a human could cooperate with her main body, they must have extremely high willpower.

Otherwise, her main body alone would be enough to turn them into puppets, control their minds, and completely enslave them.

"First of all, I'm male. Secondly, I'm not a clergyman. And, you call this charm? Every time I see you speaking with that face, I only think, 'Old woman, why do you feign innocence?'..."

Lan Qi seemed unable to help but be amused by her.

At least the Great Love Poet didn't have the ability to make him laugh, but the eighth-order Phantom Great Love Poet did. Lan Qi had to admit that she was still a bit impressive.

"……?"

The Phantom Great Love Poet was stunned in place. She didn't know what the other party meant specifically, but she only felt extreme humiliation.

What was an old woman?

And why couldn't she charm even a man?

Did the other party really completely despise her, an eighth-order demon?

"You bastard! Today, I will use my fists to beat you to your knees, and then make you my slave!"

The Phantom Great Love Poet shouted, exasperated.

The fact that her most powerful ability, which she was so proud of, had no effect, and that she had to use her fists to conquer the enemy, was already a great shame and humiliation for her!

"I'm going to break you!!"

The Phantom Great Love Poet couldn't suppress the hatred in the corners of her mouth. Her black jade-like fingertips carried a cold light, drawing an arc in the air and attacking the black-haired, green-eyed figure's neck.

Her ferocious voice was soft and cold, echoing in the empty maze, her eyes flashing with a bloodthirsty light that made one shudder, announcing to the world her eagerness for the torment to come.

Just as the gray-haired, blue-eyed Phantom Great Love Poet was acting as swift as lightning streaking across the night sky, so fast that one couldn't keep up.

In that instant, Lan Qi already had an orange, semi-transparent magic card in his hand. The unstable card surface trembled slightly, as if it existed in a space with a different frequency from this world.

"Lan Fu, when you act like this, I feel very sad."

No one knew what expression was beneath that mask, but at least judging from his eyes, he was very unwilling to personally defeat the Great Love Poet.

Three updates today.

(End of this chapter)