Infinite Dimensional Conquest

In this place, even the fairies with cleanliness will degenerate, but the most seem to be the Amazon. Most people in this race are very open in this respect.

Women of this race, for the sake of race reproduction, often forcibly abduct the men they like. They are very sturdy and fierce. It is said that this is still the case outside of Oulari.

In Eulerie, this kind of situation is relatively rare.

The adventurers in the labyrinth city are not so vulnerable. They need enough strength to forcibly tie them, and they have to take care of their families.

The guild generally ignores this place.

In fact, it is necessary to exist.

Adventurers fight in the dungeon during the day and experience life and death, which will cause a lot of pressure. If they can't vent, it is likely to cause harm to the city itself.

And this place was allowed to exist by acquiescence.

In addition, the family members who control this place are very strong, second only to the top family members in the city.

...

"It's quite deserted here during the day, and you must come at night." Hermes introduced as he walked.

In the building, various indescribable sounds can be heard faintly, adding to the charm of the entire street.

"Hermes?"

"Have you just returned to Eulerie?"

"Forget it, stop talking, time is limited."

"Yes, this time I secretly came here without telling the family, I absolutely must have fun before being tied back!"

"Me too, secretly embezzled the family's funds."

"Talk to you next time!"

"..."

I met many male gods on the street, and after a few brief conversations, they left with a loud laugh.

Many gods are hedonists.

There are many gods who hang out in casinos, wine shops, and Happy Street, and most of them do things that interest them. For them, it is for the entertainment of the lower realms, and they do it casually.

In other words, with the exception of a few, most of the men's faces are quite high.

Under the gaze of Tianchen and Hermes, most of these male gods quickly followed some prostitutes into the shop.

There were also many women coming up to strike up a conversation along the way. Most of Hermes chatted with them, and judging from his appearance, it seemed that he didn't come here once or twice.

Even, sometimes I will chat with some Amazons.

"Not interested?" Hermes asked.

"nonsense."

Tianchen has never been interested in such places, he prefers pure ones.

"Doesn't you look good?"

"Understand!"

Hermes didn't know how to understand, as I knew it well, most of the prostitutes here were just average.

"There is a **** of beauty here, tusk-!" Hermes sighed.

However, the next moment he was stunned.

Not far ahead, a figure was walking slowly.

As this person approached, everything around him seemed to fade away.

"Hermes?"

A voice came, and the voice alone seemed to possess a certain magical power.

This is a revealing woman with a crown, earrings, jewelry and other items made of gold and silver.

Her every move, the fragrance that she exudes, has an incomparable magical nature.

Her beauty made the men of various races and gods passing by in the vicinity show obsessive colors, and even the women nearby were captured by her.

Even if the power of the gods is sealed, but unlike other gods, this characteristic of the **** of beauty still exists.

It is said that the goddess of beauty at the top of the Tower of Babel is more than this one, and it is impossible to make a comparison without seeing it in person.

"Oh, Istar, how come to meet me in time? I don't remember having such a face." Hermes also showed obsession.

Of course, some of them are true and false, which only he knows.

"he is?"

Ista caught a glimpse of Tianchen next to Hermes, and she couldn't help frowning.

Only this person, no, this god, was a little surprised at first, but after looking around, there was no other reaction.

It's like, turning her into air.

"A new friend who has only recently been in the realm." Hermes replied.

Ista came slowly to the two of them, staring at Tianchen with those magical eyes, but the calm expression still made her quite surprised.

The scene was very embarrassing.

"You have no interest in me?" Ista smiled charmingly.

"It's beautiful."

This perfunctory answer made Istar's face stiff.

Anyway, I didn't hear a trace of gaffe, obsession, like stating the facts, and the praise was true, but in her ears, it was more like mocking.

This **** of beauty, beauty is beauty, but unfortunately it is not his dish. As mentioned earlier, he prefers pure ones, just like Hestia.

It is said that most of the private lives of goddesses in the heavens are quite messy, but Hestia is strange.

This beauty has nothing to do with purity. God knows how many men and gods she has played with, and Hermes must be one of them anyway.

It is no different from a senior prostitute, anyway, he is not interested in the green grassland on his head, whoever likes to go.