Sometimes, pretending to be cool is also necessary.

  The strong are respected in the Mosha Empire, even the staff at the reporting office have an attitude as if everyone in the world owes them money.

  After experiencing Raven's non-violent clearing, everyone treated Raven as a master and served him, with treatment comparable to the geniuses of the Seven Great Empires.

  Of course, there are also side effects.

  A twenty-seven-year-old Golden Saint Warrior named John found Raven.

  "Raven, do you know that you have ruined a young man's life today!"

  Seeing the holy warrior coming to his door, Raven knew it was no good. He rolled his eyes: "Alright, a young man even older than me."

  Saint Warrior John suddenly choked on his words, as he realized that Raven was the real young one: a fifteen-year-old half-elf. Half-elves mostly followed human standards and became adults at sixteen years old. From various perspectives, if Raven had made mistakes, there would be more reason to forgive him, but Raven's past achievements and mature demeanor had created an illusion in everyone's minds that he was an adult.

  It seems that Dell's mistake is unforgivable.

  Realizing his mistake, Saint Warrior first bowed to Raven: "I was wrong, this is indeed not a reason for Dale's temper." But he immediately turned around: "As an adventurer predecessor and friend of justice, what you did today ruined a promising young man. He originally had the opportunity to impact the Golden Tier..."

  Raven really wanted to slap Saint Warrior, in fact Karin next to Raven was one step ahead of Raven.

  "Slap——" A palm completely stunned Saint Warrior.

  "Bastard! Don't think you're a holy warrior just because you can judge everything in the world. If you want to judge, first judge that bastard friend of yours! Do you know what he said?" Carlin shouted loudly, but was immediately pulled back by Raven.

  "Levin said in a serious tone: 'You know what that guy said? He looked at my woman and said "Kill me, he can get more!"'"

  The holy warrior's body trembled all of a sudden. He simply couldn't believe his ears.

  Carin's body also shook slightly, but was ignored by Raven.

  "John St. Clair, you should thank me! Thank me for not accepting this duel. I hate trouble even more than I hate giving my enemies an opportunity to come after me again. By my rules, I should have slaughtered the likes of him and sold his girlfriend into slavery!"

  "Hmph! Thanks to my brother's mercy!" Karin exclaimed, waving her small fist.

  St. John's eyes lost focus: "No... it shouldn't be like this. Anna came to me, said you ruined Dale and asked me to give him justice."

  "Ruined? What ruined that guy was his ambition, which didn't match his actual strength. Hahaha! If he really had that kind of power, the God of Tyranny would surely appreciate him!"

  The holy warrior walked away dejectedly, but before he had even left the door, he saw a scene that shocked him to his core. His friend, swordsman Daryl, with eyes blazing red, was charging towards Raven's residence in the State Guest House, wielding countless eerie iron chains.

  Right before him, Dael, who was emitting a thick demonic aura, was cut down by the guarding Sainz with one slash.

  No corpse, after Dell's death, there was only a nauseating, evil magical residue that Saint Warrior had encountered countless times...

  His heart sank into the depths of an icy abyss. John couldn't believe what he was seeing. His good brother had signed a contract with the devil, trading his soul for power, and now that he was dead, not even a human corpse remained. This could only mean one thing: in pursuit of power, he had demonized his own body.

  The holy warrior gazed at all of this with a lost and disheartened expression, speechless for a long time. His emotions could not accept this fact, but his faith was telling him that what Raven's guard had done was right.

  He was in a daze and didn't know when he had walked onto the main street.

  In the room, Raven fell into another sweet trouble.

  "Brother—" The sweet and sticky voice was filled with endless joy, Carlin tightly hugged Raven: "You just said 'my woman', right? Right? Right?"

  Lei Wen's face turned red as he firmly denied it: "You heard wrong! It must be your auditory hallucination!"

  "Haha! Brother, you can't fool me! You started sneaking peeks at me bathing when I was 12 and it happened at least once a month. Now you want to deny it? Too late for that! Haha!" Carlin teased, exposing someone's dark past.

  Leiwen suddenly wanted to die, but in that dead man's memory from before, there wasn't even a trace of this memory left!

  Sweat!

  Sweating profusely!

  Waterfall sweat!

  The whole body is stiff.

  "I'm your brother—"

  "It's not like you're even blood-related! Anyway, as your guardian, it's my duty to give you a coming-of-age ceremony!" Karin said resolutely.

  Could it be that the Chinese cabbage in our own backyard has finally reached harvest time?

  "You're... too young!"

  "Where's the little one?" Karin shook her increasingly sensual and beautiful body. It couldn't be denied that since following Shuni, this girl seemed to have encountered a late puberty. With super-high-intensity training and sufficient nutrition, she grew rapidly. Just a few months ago, she could only be considered a beauty in embryo, but now she was already approaching the level of a seductress.

  Raven subconsciously avoided and ignored Karin's changes. Ignoring doesn't mean it doesn't exist. If Raven didn't know Karin was under 14, he would have turned into a beast instantly...

  Lei Wen finally said reluctantly: "You're small everywhere!"

  "Hmph! Brother is a rascal——" Karin stormed off with a huff.

  That night, Raven and others came with another guest, Melissa, the succubus under his command.

  "Master, it's going more smoothly than I imagined." Melissa handed Raven a large stack of soul contracts, over fifty in total.

  Lei Wen couldn't help but laugh and cry: So the price of pretending to be awesome is that so many people hate me?

  "Of course, there aren't many who truly despise their masters; most just yearn for power. By the way, Dael and his girlfriend's souls will be in my hands in a few days."

  "Oh, okay."

  "I even think that the master doesn't look like a half-elf at all, but rather a professional devil. Sending his enemies who hate him one by one to hell, although those guys' contracts for selling their souls are all written with my name on them. But I am the master's property! Hahaha——" Melissa laughed very happily.

  "Alright, Master. With this score, I might be promoted soon. You won't see me in this form anymore. Would you like... to take advantage of this body that has never been touched by a male before?" Melissa threw Raven a flirtatious glance, dropping the hint as clearly as possible.

  The next moment, Melissa was overjoyed and then suddenly crestfallen. A slight backlash from the River Styx's oath easily knocked her down.

  That is Raven's will.

  No scream, only a silent and unbearable pain that had never been felt before, distorted the beautiful face of the demon king, with a kind of illusion that all five senses were squeezed together.

  Only three seconds, but it felt like three centuries had passed.

  "Ha... ha... ha..." Like a fish thrown onto the shore, Melissa gasped for air in big gulps, her extreme pain causing her to break out in a cold sweat that instantly soaked through her clothes.

  Although the female body in front of him was very sexy, Raven didn't even bother to take a glance. Playing with a succubus could bring ultimate physical pleasure, but getting possessed by demonic energy and being hunted down by the Justice Trio would also bring 'ultimate pleasure'.

  Justice Three Base Friend is a good card, and Raven doesn't plan on giving it up for now.

  Actually, the murder of the church's Wester was also secretly planned by this "brain of God" who wanted to separate Raven's divine allies from Raven, especially the Justice League.

  Raven dares to bet that this Dell will be so provocative, must have been secretly instigated by the Church of Assassination. Look at Wester's script: Raven killed a young but reckless challenger in public, sending the challenger's family into the abyss of tragedy, and then coincidentally the challenger's friend is a golden-tier Saint Warrior with great prospects, favored by many senior Saint Warriors.

  Raven had a falling out with Saint John the Warrior.

  Whatever Raven does next will affect her close relationship with the Justice League Church.

  Vester never thought that Raven would be so ruthless, directly letting Desire Devil Melissa deal with Dale and come up with a result that left the Holy Warriors speechless.

  Looking at Melissa's miserable face, Raven's expression didn't change: "You just need to do what I tell you. Climb up well under Hell King Glacia's command. There will be a time when I can use you. When those souls arrive, leave half as your subordinates and bring the other half to 'trade' with me."

  Levin waved his hand and a large pile of equipment specifically for demons appeared beside him, making Melissa's eyes light up.

  "I've never signed any contract with you. You brought your soul here just for a one-time temporary transaction, got it?"

  Melissa understood.

  Raven severed the relationship cleanly. Even if something went wrong, it was only Melissa's problem. Melissa didn't know what Raven was going to do with these souls. She didn't dare ask either, and after promising, she left.

  Reaping souls is taboo.

  As a living being collecting souls, if there are only a few it's fine, but if the number increases even slightly, I'll definitely be discovered by Death God Kurenai.

  Keravnos is a very fair deity, who after becoming a god has been dedicated to preventing souls from being excessively harvested, allowing as many souls as possible to return to the River of Souls, forming a perfect cycle.

  The world of Ao has countless divine domains, but the Death Domain has always been the most sought-after powerful domain by the gods. Even the domains of War, Destruction, and Plague, which sound earth-shattering, are actually extensions of the Death Domain.

  It can be imagined how powerful the contemporary Death God Kurenai is.

  Think about it, why did the once powerful Neras Empire perish? In fact, it was also because of excessive harvesting of souls to manufacture mechanical magic puppets, which enraged the Death God at that time and led to its downfall.

  If it's Klaue himself who takes action, no one can save Raven.

  Levin was born with the blood of a bureaucratic sorcerer. If he wanted to build an army of magic puppets, a high-intelligence magic puppet commander was indispensable.

  However, the products made by the Organ Furnace at most possess intelligence equivalent to that of a three or four-year-old human child. So Raven had set his mind on the Ninth Layer of Hell.

  The Nine Hells are an absolute exception, a legitimate place to reap souls. The Nine Hells of Baator were established on the Prime Mover's pact with Asmodeus and the gods.

  The establishment of Bartholomew's Hell was originally for the purpose of opposing demons and containing those fallen souls.

  So it's perfectly reasonable and legitimate for Raven to use the souls from the 9th layer of hell as the core of his demonic image. Even Klavert couldn't find fault with that.