Hyper-Dimensional Player

The Mother of Great Bliss held her head high and puffed out her chest, revealing the voluptuous curves of her body in full glory, her elegant light red gown swaying, even appearing to twist as fully as the full moon.

Opposite her, Sharella Tebron and Della Isgeir showed a modest smile.

They did not leave, nor did they follow directly.

Sharella Tebron looked at the seductive posture of the Mother of Great Bliss, a hint of disdain in her eyes as she spat out a slang word: "Slut!"

The biggest flirt in all of Sergant, whether it was her figure or anything else.

Beside her, Della Isgeir gently tugged Sharella’s hand, appearing more mature and composed, exuding a hint of regal beauty, and whispered: "The goddess has not yet issued an oracle."

"Don’t clash with them."

"Who knows what the future holds."

Joint ruling is impossible.

It was just a temporary alliance, how things are arranged in the future ultimately depends on the Lady of Wealth, even Duncan can’t influence this.

After all, it’s not his church.

At this time, the Five Fierce Women must endure, until the Lady of Wealth regains power, and they can stand tall and speak.

"So we’re just leaving?" Sharella still felt indignant.

Beside her, Della Isgeir remained calm, smiling lightly: "No."

"We’ll wait."

"There should be a good show coming."

"In Sergant, these flamboyant sluts are never lacking."

Della Isgeir seemed to be enjoying the drama, as if holding all wisdom, a playful smile on her lips made Sharella thoughtful, soon unable to resist showing a playful grin.

Indeed.

The Mother of Great Bliss had just arrived before Duncan’s residence, immediately fuming, her bright eyes fixed on Lady Sestha White, who had just walked out, dressed flamboyantly like a regal, beautiful, and elegant court lady.

Lady Sestha White must have been here for some time, having just visited Duncan and having a pleasant conversation before leaving.

Not good!

Someone’s sneaking in.

The Mother of Great Bliss calculated everything but never expected that someone from the Main God’s Love Church would dare to steal her home.

Lady Sestha White, preparing to leave at the doorway, was elegant, gentle, serene, and having a high emotional intelligence, she had just visited Duncan offering full emotional value throughout the conversation, akin to love, leaving one’s soul fulfilled and wonderful.

As she left, glancing at the newly arrived Mother of Great Bliss, her smile remained graceful and modest, like a lady gently lifting her skirt to greet.

Just a big flirt.

These pleasure-seeking flirts, how could they understand the beauty of love?

In Lady Sestha White’s eyes, the Mother of Great Bliss was using leftovers from their games.

Pleasure?

What they pursue is true spiritual and corporeal unity, beautiful and sacred love.

Total pleasure, full emotions, every request fulfilled in love’s name.

Whether it’s a moonlit romance or a soul mate, no problem, want something flamboyant and lascivious, no problem, whatever the man desires, they can provide the best and most perfect answer.

Because this is love, this is beauty.

In fishing skills, the alluring priests of the Love Church are undeniably first, and they don’t dare to keep fish at Duncan’s place; dare to ask for love, and they’ll give, beyond what you imagine, as long as you’re brave enough to touch the domain of love, they’ll grant you a magnificently shared life and death romance.

Because love is also a chip.

Despite no sensual pleasure, just a casual visit, Lady Sestha White’s presence brought greater pressure to the Mother of Great Bliss than before.

The joy of surpassing the Five Fierce Women just lasted a moment.

Beside her, Selena-Shadow Charm sighed quietly.

Having served Duncan for a time, she understood this man deeper; the open and covert battles among the churches, competing over a man, meant nothing.

Selena-Shadow Charm just hoped the goddesses above would not fight over this man.

On a villa balcony in the harbor area.

Sharella Tebron smiled broadly, watching everything from afar, her gaze somewhat mocking, just short of saying, "Fight, quickly fight, tear each other apart."

But beside her, Della Isgeir no longer showed the initial relaxed demeanor.

She had foreseen this scene.

Yet now, one of the Five Fierce Women, known for wisdom, Della Isgeir suddenly asked her sister beside her: "Do you say?"

"Does he still worship the Lady of Wealth now?"

At these words, Sharella beside her couldn’t help but fall silent.

Faith is indeed a chip.

Among the followers of the Lady of Wealth, too many hold wavering faith.

The Mother of Great Bliss was thwarted.

Can they win over her?

If the Lady of Wealth doesn’t secretly intervene, the competition of the Five Fierce Women may not even surpass the Mother of Great Bliss.

The church’s open and covert scramble below is merely an appetizer.

Duncan, presenting a wavering scoundrel image, is actually waiting to see what chips the goddesses of the churches offer.

Moreover, he indeed has matters now, the human form needs to digest divinity, the half-demon avatar is busy hacking away!

The Bottomless Abyss is a grinding spot, auto-refreshing, so many Demon Lords, all mobile divinity bundles.

Duncan is already sharpening his knife.

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(PS: The recent flu is quite fierce, adults got over it, now kids are catching it. I’ll try to keep updating.)