And this is only a quarter of her body left here. If she really comes in full force, Leviathan may be as humble as a reptile in her eyes.

Among all the root-level existences that have ever appeared, the strength of this mother goddess is definitely among the best.

"Glory of the Mother Goddess."

His posture became even more humble.

Immediately, that careless voice full of lust and sarcasm came again.

"But what I didn't expect was that you epidemic doctors actually took refuge in the ruler of flesh and blood. What? After you betrayed the fallen holy angel, are you ready to betray the master behind you?"

The leader of the epidemic doctor said in a hoarse voice: "Dear Your Majesty the Mother Goddess, we have never betrayed you. Our cooperation with the Flesh God Religion is just to thoroughly implement our ideas."

"His Majesty the Dominator is as evil as you and has a grand vision. He is as committed to the chaos and curse of the world as we are, especially those fallen ancient gods. They deserve to be imprisoned forever instead of dominating this hell."

"So we are very willing to complete this solemnization together with His Majesty the Ruler."

The voice chuckled coldly and charmingly.

The voice was full of unabashed contempt and ridicule.

"Really? I wish you good luck. In that case, as an ally, I don't mind revealing another piece of news to you."

The epidemic doctor raised his head.

The voice said casually: "The purpose of your mortal enemy, Night Doctor, coming here is not simple. As far as I know, there is already a king-level being who has sneaked into the core area of ​​the Cursed City. What are they planning?

The Brain of the Colossus is still targeting you..."

"That's unknown."

As soon as these words came out, the leading epidemic doctor suddenly narrowed his eyes.

An existence above the king level?!

And based on their understanding of the City of Night, there are only a handful of people who can reach this level, and who is most likely to come to the City of the Cursed...

The name that had always been very low-key emerged in his mind.

"Your Majesty the Mother Goddess, may I ask if the king-level existence you mentioned will pose a threat to our actions?"

He lowered his head and asked tentatively.

He did not directly ask about the king's location, but used another way of speaking.

Because when asked, it was the conflict between them and Night Doctor, and such side probing quietly classified Night Doctor as the opposite of the Flesh God Cult.

The voice chuckled and said: "That's something they have to ask themselves. But except for you, Night Doctor's position has always been neutral. If they don't hinder me, I naturally don't have time to pay attention to them. Do you understand?"

Another meaning of this sentence is to slap them. If you epidemic doctors are dishonest, then she doesn't mind cooperating with the night doctor camp to let them have some information that shouldn't be mastered.

And it can be seen from this.

She has no trust in either the Dominator Sect or the Epidemic Doctor Camp.

Because for creatures of the chaotic alignment, betrayal is commonplace.

The head of the epidemic doctor's eyes flickered, and he naturally understood the meaning of the Mother Tree of Desire. Then he put one hand on his chest and whispered hoarsely:

"Yes, Your Majesty the Mother Goddess."

Obviously.

They still need to deal with this issue themselves.

"Your Majesty the Mother Goddess, may I ask how the war is going underground now?" His eyes flickered, he changed the subject and said:

It’s okay to be shy, but if you make strange noises in front of them, won’t it really damage your image?

Or rather.

Will this actually make you more excited?

"Your Majesty the Mother Goddess, what are you..." the leading epidemic doctor asked uncertainly and hesitantly.

The owner of that voice seemed to be frowning slightly, and he was constantly looking for the source of the sudden desire from everywhere in his huge body.

"Something went wrong."

When the voice sounded again, it seemed to become a little hesitant and uncertain.

"My clone seems to have been hit by something..."

She was silent for two seconds.

"It feels good for a few times."

Everyone: "(??Д??)??!"

And when he said these five words, the voice also felt a little outrageous and suspicious.

Because as the mistress of the Desire Sect, she has always made other creatures happy, and she has never been touched by anything.

As the ruler of desires, it is the case that desires are provoked by external objects...

No matter how you think about it, it feels very outrageous.

But just now.

It was indeed a good pleasure several times...

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Chapter completed!