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    Translator: Silavin

     

    “Anyway, all I want is to become Immortal. Which era I exist in doesn’t really matter to me. As for participating in the Ancient Gods Struggle For Supremacy, I’m actually not that interested. If you want to participate in the Ancient Gods Struggle For Supremacy, I’ll participate too. If you’re not interested and want to prevent all of this, I can follow your lead as well. In any case, I just want to obtain a Divine Seat, that’s all.”

     

    When she said these words, her tone was genuinely sincere. It seemed that to her, everything about the Ancient Gods held no particular attraction.

     

    What she wanted was simply to become an Ancient God, to possess power that towered above all living beings while also enjoying an endless lifespan.

     

    Looking at it this way, the Purgatory Overlord was indeed a decent ally. After all, she had already drained one Ancient God into a husk and now possessed extremely pure Ancient God Power.

     

    As the Master of the Flaming Hell, she was already a Divine Being. How strong she was went without saying.

     

    Once she mastered the Ancient God Power, her strength would certainly surpass that of ordinary Players by a significant margin. Moreover, she had already absorbed Ancient God Power, so her control over it should be quite high.

     

    She would not even need time to consolidate her strength or understand how to use Ancient God Power. She could immediately provide Lu Fan with substantial assistance, helping him find more Ancient Gods faster, defeat them, and seize their Divine Seats.

     

    But the critical question remained: would she really cooperate with Lu Fan as she claimed?

     

    Lu Fan was no fool. After the Purgatory Overlord finished speaking, he merely smiled. “Do you take me for a fool? You think I’ll just believe whatever you say? Before long, I’ll probably end up just like that Ancient God beside you, won’t I?”

     

    “You don’t trust me?!” The Purgatory Overlord showed no anger at Lu Fan’s words. It seemed she had already anticipated he would respond this way.

     

    She lowered her head to examine her delicate, nimble fingers and jade-like nails, her tone unhurried. “It is indeed difficult to make you trust me. But, you should at least give me a chance to prove myself, shouldn’t you? I’ll say it again, I want to become an Ancient God, I want to become an Immortal. I don’t know how to make you trust me. But if you won’t even give me a chance, you’ll lose a powerful ally for nothing. Wouldn’t that be incredibly unfortunate? You should be well aware of how formidable Ancient Gods are.”

     

    “If you’re truly as great as you claim, wanting to stand alone against them, then my power is absolutely indispensable. Think about it, cooperating with me means you might gain a formidable ally without any real loss. But if you don’t cooperate with me, not only will you lack such a powerful ally, but you’ll also need to give me an explanation for coming to my place today and killing so many of my subordinates.”

     

    At this point, the Purgatory Overlord’s words took on a threatening edge, her tone carrying a vicious undertone.

     

    “I don’t want to make things difficult for you. In fact, I find you rather interesting. After all, trying to prevent an era’s transition through your own might alone is just fantastical thinking. But if you’re not only interesting but also foolish enough to refuse me here, then I don’t mind making you another man who accompanies me to the bed.”

     

    As she spoke, she swept her hand to indicate her stone bed was large enough. Even if Lu Fan were to lie there, being continuously drained of his Ancient God Power, there would be plenty of room.

     

    “When that time comes, you can lie on the other side. I’ll make you beg for life but unable to live, beg for death but unable to die. You will forever become my sustenance, continuously drained of Ancient God Power while I gradually grow stronger. Then, even without obtaining a Divine Seat, it doesn’t matter. With you two Ancient Gods, or even more, here for me to drain, I’ll be virtually indistinguishable from an actual Ancient God.”

     

    “As long as you can’t escape from my palm, I can still live forever and permanently wield Ancient God Power. What’s more, I’ll even be able to use different types of Ancient God Power.” Having said this, she slowly rose to her feet, straightening her clothes as she continued. “So, give me your answer. Will you cooperate with me and have me as an ally, or do you want to end up like this old thing, lying beside me forever unable to escape?”

     

    As she spoke, the murderous intent in her tone made the scorching world feel almost chilling.

     

    Ye Wuxian sensed this killing intent and instinctively shuddered, then looked toward Lu Fan.

     

    She discovered that facing the Purgatory Overlord’s threat, Lu Fan’s expression had not changed in the slightest. Instead, his face bore a look of cold severity and disdain.

     

    Lu Fan laughed coldly. “You’re threatening me?”

     

    “So what if I am?” The Purgatory Overlord replied bluntly.

     

    Lu Fan burst into laughter. With a wave of his hand, multiple Summoning Arrays appeared in succession. Dragon Roars reverberated throughout the entire Flaming Hell Dungeon Instance, causing the Purgatory Overlord’s expression to change dramatically.

     

    “What kind of thing do you think you are to dare threaten me? If I weren’t in such a good mood, you wouldn’t even have the qualifications to speak with me!”

     

    “You’re not even an Ancient God. You’ve merely grasped some Ancient God Power. Never mind that I am an actual Ancient God, even if I weren’t, killing you would simply be a matter of whether I’m willing to act!”

     

    The moment Lu Fan’s words fell, all his Pet Dragons emerged from their Summoning Arrays. Instantly, the unique oppressive aura of the Dragon Clan descended like an overwhelming tide upon the Purgatory Overlord, causing her expression to change drastically.

     

    The Purgatory Overlord lost her earlier composure, her face growing grave. “How can you have so many Pet Dragons… No wonder you could become a New God and even make it all the way here. It seems like I truly underestimated you…”

     

    “Since you know you underestimated me,” Lu Fan smiled, “then let me give you two choices as well.”

     

    “First, give me the Ancient God, and I’ll let you continue staying in this Dungeon Instance without killing you. Second, you can try to see if you can turn me into someone like him, a tool for you to drain of Ancient God Power. But know that if you fail, the Experience Points you drop when you die, along with the equipment you drop, will all belong to me.”

     

    “Now, I’ll give you three seconds to consider. If you don’t give me any response by the time I count to three, I’ll assume you’ve chosen the second option.” At this point, Lu Fan smiled. “After all, to me, I’d really prefer you choose the second option. The Experience Points and the equipment you’ll drop. I’m far more interested in them.”

     

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