Profane Prince of Domination

Naturally, the former two and those seeking to curry their favors didn’t dispatch any representative. Therefore, only those rogue cultivators trying to fish in troubled waters or with ambitions exceeding their abilities flooded the Heaven Warding Temple. Nihility God guests were nigh-impossible to see. Of course, some merely came out of curiosity. After all, none doubted that the Chthonian Primogen would make a move. This event was bound to trigger mighty waves!

Led by Paragon Spirit Gods, the guests were directed to the Core Zone where the Conference would take place. Since he still had a few hours before the fun began, Konrad left to "enjoy the scenery." With his Devil Sense leading the way, Konrad crossed the scenic places of the Heaven Warding Temple to reach an artificial forest. Though, since the forest was built through Nature Laws, the word -artificial- wasn’t wholly accurate.

Konrad stepped in, crossing a grove of exotic, celestial fruits to reach a small pond away from all the bluster currently animating the Heaven Warding Temple and breaking its tranquility. There, a Brahma nun sat crossed-legged with a prayer bead in her right hand, and her eyes shut close.

Although he currently stood behind her, with his panoramic vision, Konrad could see the nun’s figure in its entirety. With silver hair stopping at the nape of her neck, and grey mist swirling around her slender form, she could have been mistaken for a Paragon Spirit if not for the celestial radiance gleaming from her porcelain skin.

And though the oversized saffron robe desperately tried to hide the nun’s cantaloupe-sized breasts and curvy butt, they couldn’t escape Konrad’s eyes—creating an enticing contrast with her narrow waist as she went through her prayer bead.

But as Konrad’s presence dawned onto her, she stopped, and without dropping the prayer bead, said:

"This pond isn’t a place foreigners are meant to step into. Considering that this is an unintended offense, I can let you go. Depart at once."

Though mild in tone, the nun’s words echoed like an irresistible command. At least, an ordinary deity wouldn’t have been able to resist it. Alas, ordinary, Konrad was not.

"How can I leave when I came for you?"

Konrad replied while stepping closer toward the nun. Instantly, she was startled to feel the space around them isolated from the Celestial Realm. Though they still stood in the same spot, it was as if they’d dived into another dimension. If before, Konrad’s words filled the nun with puzzlement, as she turned her masterfully carved face toward him, she no longer had any doubt regarding his identity.

"I have long heard that the Chthonian Primogen revels in theatric acts. But little did I expect I would one day get to personally appreciate it. With your status and strength, are such petty disguises necessary?"

The riveting nun asked as Konrad sat beside her.

"Right back at you. Billions of years spent masquerading as a man, how dull. Warden, aren’t you bored? With your status and strength, why was that necessary?"

Konrad sighed with a tinge of sorrow, causing the Warden to arch her thin eyebrows.

"I suppose nothing can escape the Devil’s sight. Though, ’masquerade’ is quite the overstatement. When did you ever hear a Deva Primogen refer to the Warden as ’he?’ I merely conceal my real appearance on official matters to avoid nonsense."

The Warden replied while turning her face from Konrad to stare at the pond before them. And hearing this, Konrad was forced to agree that while the mortals and various deities of the Three Realm typically referred to the Warden as "he," the Primogens never did so.

"Like Chandra?"

Konrad couldn’t help but ask. Clearly, in the past the lecherous Primogen drooled at the Warden’s attributes and made remarks he couldn’t afford, thereby triggering her retaliation.

"A pity that unlike the Overlord, the Warden cannot directly kill misbehaving Primogens. A life worse than death is the best I can offer. Otherwise, that little pig wouldn’t have fallen to your tricks."

As far as the Warden was concerned, It was now evident that Chandra’s fall and subsequent events were orchestrated by Konrad. Although back then she had her doubts, an opportunity to get rid of Chandra wasn’t easily obtained. Therefore, she kept her mouth shut.

Hearing the Warden’s acknowledgment, Konrad nodded in approval.

"In the past, I dreamed of having the Warden and the Overlord as my imperial eunuchs. However, when you revealed yourself to be a buxom beauty, that ship sank. Someone must account for my destroyed dreams and pay just due. That someone is naturally you. How are you going to do that?"

Konrad seriously asked, causing the Warden to blink in disbelief. In her immeasurably long life, rarely had she heard such shameless words!

Still, she didn’t lose her composure.

"Oh? I’m not sure I want to ask, but how exactly could I do that?"

She inquired while closing her silver eyes.

"Naturally by joining my imperial harem. I promise to treat you well."

As Konrad’s leisurely words echoed, as if struck by an invisible dart, the Warden dropped her prayer bead and trembled in her seat. Undisturbed, Konrad pursued.

"Allow me to be blunt. The Celestial Realm has reached the end of its destiny. Hell is no better. At the end of this day, there will be no more Heaven, no more Hell, only my Chthonian Realm shall remain.

The unification of the Three Realms begins and ends today. If you wish to still have a place in the new multiverse, joining my banner is your only option."

Konrad declared with a confidence that left no room for any other outcome.