Chapter 1611: Chapter 513: Fight! Fight! (Part 3) At this point, as long as one side takes the initiative to apologize… Ha, not going to happen! “Come on, you guys can argue, but don’t start a fight. You’re both noble Goddesses, and this room can’t handle your havoc.” Wayne saw the irreconcilable conflict between the two parties and, afraid they’d actually start fighting, decisively laid out the Pale Domain. Today’s domain wasn’t pale at all; thunderbolts flashed, winds whistled, and rain poured down mournfully, with cold winds weaving through heavy rains, mercilessly drenching the two of them. In short, the rain was heavy. Without any further concerns, the two Goddesses decisively began to fight, Darkness and Death stood parallel in opposition, twisting the space within the domain over and over, breaking through the storms of wind and thunder, revealing the essence of the Pale Domain. As Wayne’s follower, Aztemo swam like a fish in water, gaining the upper hand in the fierce battle. Idinis refused to be outdone; her thoughts descended into Anastasia’s body, whose flesh had already gone pale, actively assimilating her thoughts, and after suffering from corruption, immediately regained the advantage. “The rain hit them mercilessly, each drop like a sarcastic reminder of past beautiful memories, cold and piercing…” Wayne narrated emotionally: “Their eyes met in the rain, but they could no longer find that sense of harmony and warmth. The paths they once walked hand in hand had now become roads for them to turn and walk away from each other.” “Boss, is it really okay to let them keep fighting?” Mona adjusted her glasses and asked, intrigued. Vizi watched intently, also feeling it was inappropriate. “It’s fine. This is my domain, they can’t summon more thoughts, it’s just a small skirmish.” Wayne’s gaze was sharp, unwilling to look away for a moment, as he analyzed: “Darkness, in a moment of cleverness, turned her best friend into a rival in love, one that she can’t shake off. Whatever the rival does, she has to do too, otherwise, she appears insincere, as if she’s holding back love. She’s feeling quite bummed about it now.” “Death, in her own cleverness, turned herself into a follower, and moreover, a follower of her best friend’s boyfriend. The drastic change is too much for her, she’s even more upset than Darkness, and is currently trying every means to drag Darkness down too.” “Both of them have grievances, it’s good for them to vent by fighting.” “Boss, you’re quite adept!” Mona teased. “Hehe, impressive, right? I honed this skill on you guys.” Wayne raised an eyebrow, with nothing more, just the skill honed by practice! In the field, Aztemo saw Idinis assimilate the body and mind, regaining the home advantage, while she herself was only on par with the other’s mind, the descending Sukra was not pale, without thinking, she directly opened the corruption mode. Just as he prohibited Aztemo from converting all life of Hades into The Void, he also prohibited the corruption of Sukra, for although The Void had an aesthetic of strength, from any angle, it was too inhuman. No need to go void, plain and simple is quite good. Aztemo was unafraid of the home advantage and quickly fell into a disadvantage, annoyed at her master for being biased, just knowing to bully the obedient and pitiful, innocent person, she vented her dissatisfaction to Wayne via telepathic transmission. In contrast, Idinis was complacent, laughing about love and bonds, saying that this was the difference between the mistress and the follower. Wayne’s head hurt at the sight and sought fairness again, subtly adjusting the version of the Pale Sea to keep both heroes in dynamic balance. The new version, where neither is stronger nor weaker than the other. Not pleasing either side = pleasing both sides, operator Wayne was very satisfied with his maneuvering. The Pale Sea exploded in surprise, both Goddesses became mentally exhausted, continuously unleashing their ultimate moves, unable to summon more thoughts to the mortal world, with force unleashed nowhere, transforming from long-range ultimate move attacks to close combat wrestling. Wayne leaned in, the literary duel was over, entering his favorite physical combat segment. Let’s not beat around the bush, spewing knowledge holds no interest, the combat style was too abstract, a true Goddess should be pulling hair and tearing clothes. Half an hour later, in Wayne’s anticipation, the two Goddesses, red-eyed, exhausted their thoughts and started the most primitive wrestling phase. Idinis tore off Aztemo’s nightgown, revealing two long, fair legs and… Idinis gasped, recognizing the underwear, Vizi’s frequently used gear, with superb acceleration effect. Well, well, your Holy Maiden is wearing such shameless panties and still pretending to be pure here. “Such pretty clothes, Aztemo you’re so good at dressing, unlike me, I dress more conservatively.” Aztemo reshaped her nightgown in anger, her face turned red with anger, dissatisfied with Sukra who had stepped down from her Holy Maiden position. This little thing dressed trying to seduce whom! The onlooking Wayne raised hand to rub his chin, seeing very clearly, though Sukra was a useless salted fish, her looks and figure were indeed durable, with her beautiful hips curvy and tight, hence excellent to the touch. This update is available on n0velfire.net What he meant was, what’s with those panties, why do they look so familiar. Wayne glared at the Vizi in his arms, the custom-made underwear for the Female Knight’s icy face and long legs hadn’t hit the market yet, and Sukra managed to make a replica, surely she learned from Vizi. “She, she said she wanted to see.” Vizi said weakly. “And when she wants, you give?” Wayne snorted: “Didn’t see that coming, you’re quite obedient, I’ll try someday to see if you really give when I want.”