Chapter 205: I Will Definitely Break Her Tail When I Reach the Main Plane!

In the underground section of the torture tower, within a newly constructed basement.

The environment, dark yet warm, adorned with deep abyss-style decorations in purple and dark red, was illuminated by expensive magic crystal lamps. The entire room contained nothing except a large bed and a mountain of picture books.

A small girl with pink hair nearly touching the ground lay lazily on the bed, completely unclothed.

At that moment, she stood on a pile of picture books, placed an Abyssal Crystal into her mouth, and pried an obsidian-like wall tile from the side wall. She gave it a firm pat, transforming it into a magic crystal communicator.

After inputting her magical energy, the communicator connected, and steady, heavy breathing could be heard from the other end.

“Hello—Kululu?”

A mature voice, charming and delightful, that made one’s bones feel weak, responded.

“It’s me, Sister Soka. You need to know something,” Kululu said as she returned to the bed with the communicator. “Lolthlinda has gotten into serious trouble.”

“How serious?”

The breathing on the other end slowed, and the charming voice continued inquiring.

“Rod of Eden.”

Kululu stated briefly.

“Hmm?”

The voice on the communicator rose by an octave, “That little rascal broke the God of Light’s staff?”

Kululu shook her head and replied, “No, it’s not like that; she just took it from the saintess.”

“Oh, I see…”

The voice on the other end fell silent.

After a moment, the sound of a metal object falling to the ground could be heard.

“I recall that the broken staff of the God of Light was lost over ten thousand years ago, correct?”

“Yes, when we fought the Disease God, it fell into their Divine Kingdom. This time, it’s because the rift of the Disease God’s realm opened in this town, and the saintess sent people to retrieve it, but they couldn’t get it from Lolthlinda.”

Kululu summarized the entire situation concisely.

“Why is that Lolthlinda’s concern? The God of Light lost their own item and couldn’t safeguard it, and their saintess is incompetent and couldn’t reclaim it from Little Lolth,” the charming voice said, revealing a certain queen-like authority and coldness. “If they dare to say anything or descend to the lower realm themselves, that would violate the agreement…”

“I understand, Sister Soka, but that’s not the main issue,” Kululu explained. “What I want to tell you is… do you know how your Lolth managed to take that annoying staff?”

“Hmm? Could it be that she seduced the Lady of Light?” The voice suddenly sounded somewhat cheerful. “She went to the main plane and finally figured things out—I’ve been saying, how can a succubus almost twenty years old not have found a partner, and then suddenly she goes for the Lady of Light…”

“That’s not the case, Sister Soka, although she did figure things out… We’ll discuss that later. The primary problem is that she used the God of Light’s magic to take it,” Kululu’s voice conveyed a hint of helplessness. “God of Light magic, the power of Holy Light, you understand, right, Sister Soka?”

The other end of the communication device fell silent again.

“When did she learn the Holy Light divine spell?”

This voice sounded somewhat tired.

“Who knows,” Kululu reclined on the bed, “but it doesn’t seem like a matter of belief, just simply not understanding why… it can be used.”

“Sigh…”

A sigh came through the phone, sufficient to evoke pity in anyone.

Then, a voice filled with resignation followed.

“If I could go to the main plane now, I would break her legs and tail.”

Hearing this, Kululu began to persuade, “Hey, sis, it’s not that serious, anyway I have her under control on the Demon King side—oh right, I encountered an old friend in the main plane…”

Kululu’s change of topic was evidently successful, as the voice on the other end inquired, “Which one?”

“Eh, I won’t tell you, hee hee hee,” Kululu released a mischievous laugh, “Whenever I create a clone to visit the main plane, you can see for yourself… besides, the town in this wretched territory chosen by Lolthlinda is quite interesting!”

“You are truly stubborn. If I complete my transformation, I will deal with you too,” the voice on the communicator sneered again, “Don’t try to compete with me like this.”

“I’m just teasing you, but some things are better experienced firsthand. The main plane… is much more interesting than the last time we visited.”

Kululu remarked with a sigh.

“Perhaps one day… but circumstances have changed. By the time we can visit freely, I fear we won’t have the opportunity to enjoy it anymore.”

The person on the other side sighed as well and terminated the communication.

Meanwhile, above in the torture tower, Lolth remained unaware that, despite Kululu not informing the Demon Army, she had indirectly disclosed everything about her.

She continued to worry about the Light Artifact.

Tina and Kululu clearly couldn’t be relied upon, and Isabella, the Grand Knight, was completely ignorant about handling the Light Artifact.

Surprisingly, the one thinking most intently was Kanor, who was merely eight years old.

But ultimately, she is just an eight-year-old child, and Lolth didn’t truly expect her to devise an effective plan.

“In the end, must we depend on ourselves?”

Just as Lolth uttered this, she heard Kanor speak.

“What if we could conceal or disguise its aura? Make the Holy Light’s waves appear as something else?”

“That would be ideal,” Lolth shook her head and responded, “but this object is a Divine Artifact… it’s a Divine Artifact of the God of Light, carrying a high-level purification domain. Any seal or disguise intended for it won’t be effective for long.”

“Perhaps we can attempt to make it cooperate… I’m gradually communicating with the ‘Versatile Kitchenware’, and yesterday it informed me that it genuinely appreciates this new name.”

Kanor stated thoughtfully.

“That’s different. Yours is an alchemical Divine Artifact created through conventional methods, a forged Divine Artifact; this one is a god-made Divine Artifact, and its intelligence is artificial,” Lolth sighed as she placed her hand on the Rod of Eden, “but let’s try anyway?”

As she spoke, she attempted to establish a connection with the Rod of Eden before her.

Any weapon, armor, or magical item above level nine, upon reaching the rank of a spirit tool, has the potential to develop intelligence and establish a mental and spiritual connection with its user.

Some tools even possess intelligence that continues to evolve, becoming a soul-like entity, allowing inanimate objects to truly “come alive.”

Lolth had previously tried connecting with the Sacred Tools of the Succubus clan… but unfortunately, the intelligence and souls of those Sacred Tools were excessively corrupt, compelling Lolth to abandon the idea.

So, she hadn’t genuinely attempted to establish a connection.

And then…

“Wait… Did it work?”

She sensed a playful emotional wave arising within her soul.

“And it has emotions… not just true intelligence, but it has already gained a soul?”