Chapter 844

"No way."

The God of Darkness replied coldly.

"As long as you have a way to remove this flame, I have a way to break the pact."

The God of Dark Soul added.

"Get lost, not interested!"

The God of Darkness replied again, utterly unceremoniously.

The God of Dark Soul hesitated.

"You've got no way at all—don't think I don't know, you just want me to take the hit for you."

The God of Darkness snorted.

Devising conspiracies and tricks was her forte.

How could the God of Dark Soul's petty schemes hide from her?

"If you can't, then forget it..."

The God of Dark Soul cut off his will mid-sentence.

Because he sensed that the Flame Lord had descended again.

The God of Darkness perked up.

She realized her mind had twisted—she now desperately wanted to conquer the Flame Lord, to make him climb onto her bed...

Hmm, though she had a woman's body, she had only ever known fighting and shadowy schemes, never had such thoughts before.

But for some reason, after seeing the Flame Lord's appearance, this thought in the God of Darkness grew stronger and stronger.

And this thought made her especially excited just thinking about it.

As a Deep Abyss Demon God, the greatest difference from the Celestial Gods lies in:

Celestial Gods are mostly humans or other sentient beings from the Continent of Gods transformed.

They all possess basic reason.

One might even say they are quite rational.

None of them are easily swayed by emotion.

But Deep Abyss Demon Gods? They rarely control their emotions at all, unless they think they can't win.

Otherwise, they fly into rage at will, burst into anger on a whim—their mood shifts far faster than the weather!

For the God of Darkness, having this mad, twisted thought, she didn't suppress it—she was eager to try.

"I wonder if he'll seek me out this time? Hmph, last time he looked at me all over."

The God of Darkness thought.

She had no human sense of shame, but her divine body wasn't for just anyone to see.

No other life had ever seen it, except herself.

But now, Lin Yan had become the second.

As she was thinking this, she heard Lin Yan's voice—he was coming to her divine realm again.

The God of Darkness felt joy inside, for it meant another chance for close contact with Lin Yan.

She opened the passage and brought Lin Yan to her divine realm.

Upon entering the divine realm, the God of Darkness waved her hand lightly, and the mist around her vanished.

Today she...

Wore a very fashionable pouf dress from the Continent of Gods: white fabric adorned with delicate romantic lace trimmings, color coordination meticulously arranged, refined yet undeniably ethereal.

Her hair had become softly curled and long, and a beautiful ornament hung around her neck.

Hmm, she also wore a lovely hat atop her head.

She looked just like a princess meticulously dressed by some human kingdom.

How could such an outfit possibly resemble an evil, dangerous Deep Abyss Demon God?

Combined with her breathtaking beauty, if she walked onto the Continent of Gods and attended the Mendeyan Society, she would surely spark pursuit from noble lords of an entire kingdom.

And she wasn't just dressed this way.

Her demeanor, her gestures, even her walking pace were different from before.

She looked every bit a lady!

She walked slowly behind Lin Yan, hoping he would turn back and glance at her.

"Master, are you still going to study my divine body?"

Seeing Lin Yan didn't look at her or speak, the God of Darkness spoke up to draw his attention.

Lin Yan didn't turn around; his gaze fixed on the Soul-Reaping Flowers below, asking:

"Which of your Soul-Reaping Flowers is the finest?"

"Soul-Reaping Flowers?"

The God of Darkness didn't know why Lin Yan was asking this.

Soul-Reaping Flowers were relatively precious in the Abyss, but most third-tier Demon Gods' realms had some; the reason hers had so many was because she liked eating them.

The taste was quite good.

If these flowers bloomed on the Continent of Gods, the scent from a single bloom could kill everyone in a city, turning them into vegetative husks.

They were similar to Abyssal Flame—they targeted souls.

Though unsure of Lin Yan's purpose, the God of Darkness still channeled divine power to point out a particularly large Soul-Reaping Flower.

"That one—it's been blooming for thousands of years, another thousand and it'll reach ten thousand years; its flavor will be especially... uh..."

Before the God of Darkness could finish, she saw Lin Yan reach out and pluck that Soul-Reaping Flower away.

The God of Darkness sneered, holding the words back in his mouth.

Even a nine-thousand-year Soul-Death Flower had some effect on the God of Darkness, but not enough to make him feel real pain.

What the God of Darkness most anticipated now was that Lin Yan would turn back and glance at her.

She was just waiting when she saw Lin Yan actually turn his head.

And then… he gave her a faint glance.

Yet, the God of Darkness saw no expressions like "awe" or "delight" in Lin Yan's gaze.

Lin Yan's gaze was too indifferent.

It seemed to hold no emotion at all.

"Go find these things for me."

Immediately, the God of Darkness received a list thrown to her by Lin Yan.

Then, she discovered Lin Yan had already left.

The God of Darkness's mood instantly turned ugly.

"Does he not like ladies?"

The God of Darkness wondered.

"Should I try being more wild? Or perhaps, force him?"

The God of Darkness thought again.

But after weighing her own strength, she ultimately abandoned the idea.

As for the list Lin Yan gave her, the items on it posed no difficulty at all to the God of Darkness.

She collected them effortlessly.

Yet the God of Darkness had already decided: next time they met, she would change her style.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

On the third day, Lin Yan re-entered that divine power space with his spirit.

His projection walked among the stars.

Immediately, another figure appeared on the far side of the starry expanse.

The Goddess of Eternal Night!

Lin Yan still could not make out her features.

Of course, she could not see Lin Yan's appearance either, and she did not even know his identity.

"Where is the Soul-Death Flower?"

The Goddess of Eternal Night asked.

Lin Yan extended his hand, and the Soul-Death Flower was projected into the space.