Supreme Electromagnetic Tyrant
Chapter 205 - 157: The Holy Mother of Extreme Desire

Chapter 205: Chapter 157: The Holy Mother of Extreme Desire

[Spiritual Origin Ability +66]

The Wanxiang Star Pupil interface popped up a message. Ji Xinghuo glanced at it, noting that on his way into the Dark Tide Gang, he had acquired nearly 400 points of Spiritual Origin Ability.

Through magnetic field sensing, there were still two to three hundred gang members in the building.

"If I killed them all..."

This thought surfaced in Ji Xinghuo’s mind.

In Immortal City, over 70% of the mutants had undergone mechanical modifications and had intelligent chips installed. Most of the mechanical prosthetics and chips were cheap, low-quality products that couldn’t resist electromagnetic interference; a single electromagnetic pulse could paralyze most of their combat strength.

In front of him, they were almost like lambs to the slaughter.

"Forget it."

Ji Xinghuo suppressed his greed. He didn’t want to become a ruthless killer. However, if those gang members dared to intercept him, they were seeking their own deaths.

He examined Gonsaz’s body.

The most valuable thing on the gang leader was his mechanical prosthetics, but the chip was already damaged, and the remaining parts needed to be painstakingly stripped down to be retrieved.

Then there was his Power Hammer and the repulsion field generator on his arm, which resembled a black metal arm guard, similar to Zhao Manying’s chrome-gold arm armor. Its function and quality were inferior, lacking a foldable shield, but it was still a superpower two-star equipment.

Ji Xinghuo picked up the Power Hammer and arm guard and stored them in his Dimension Stomach.

He quickly crossed the hall and entered a hidden room through a hole in the wall—the private office of Gonsaz.

The Thunderbolt Battle Blade cut open the wall, revealing a safe hidden behind it.

Gonsaz hadn’t had the chance to divulge the password before he died, but Ji Xinghuo didn’t need it. He simply pressed lightly on the safe, and it vanished.

The upgraded Dimension Stomach, now at Second Level, had a capacity of about 4 cubic meters. After storing a Light Wheel Motorbike inside, there was still plenty of space for several more safes.

Exiting Gonsaz’s office, Ji Xinghuo encountered a few more gang members face to face.

Gunfire followed, and then silence.

Ji Xinghuo fought his way back up from the tenth underground level to the surface, passing dozens of corpses along the way and gaining another 300 points of Spiritual Origin Ability.

By the time he returned to the first floor of the building, no one dared to approach him.

In the lobby on the ground floor, Ji Xinghuo took advantage of the absence of people and immediately brought out the Light Wheel Motorbike, mounted it, and with the engine roaring, accelerated and burst out of the building, disappearing into the distance on the street.

From his arrival to his departure, it took less than ten minutes. The Dark Tide Gang, which had been entrenched in this district for years, was thus wiped out.

The Light Wheel Motorbike sped along the roadway.

While driving, Ji Xinghuo opened the map of Immortal City on his glasses.

The size of Immortal City was enormous. Though not as massive as Chang’an, it covered over ten thousand square kilometers, centered around the former capital of Columbia, "Bogota," and continued along the Eastern Cordillera for over three hundred kilometers, earning it the title of the city of mountains.

The "Saint Feibo District" mentioned by Gonsaz was one of the poorest areas in Immortal City and also one of the most densely populated.

Poverty often breeds chaos and violence.

Fifteen minutes later, Ji Xinghuo arrived at a dilapidated district.

Even though towering giants, skyscrapers a hundred stories high, were visible everywhere, these buildings lacked the glitz and glamor of those downtown. Their exterior walls were dull and clearly in desperate need of repair. The streets below swirled with sewage, and haphazard buildings clustered around the high rises, forming slums.

Here, one could visually discern people’s class.

Those with higher status, more wealth, and greater strength lived at the tops of these high-rise buildings, high above, looking down on those below.

And those without money, power, or strength mixed in the slums at the ground level.

Even deeper underground, beneath the district, there were vast subterranean spaces where numerous people lived, struggling for survival in the sewers like rats.

With a magnetic field range of two thousand meters, there were astonishingly over a million people!

Ji Xinghuo was taken aback.

The streets above were extremely crowded, with people weaving through narrow, complex streets. Multicolored billboards and neon lights illuminated a multitude of indifferent, numb faces.

As Ji Xinghuo entered the district, he immediately became aware of many malicious glances.

Some were covert, while others blatantly revealed their intent, fixed on his Light Wheel Motorbike with barely concealed greed.

A Light Wheel Motorbike cost at least three to four million Ya Yuan.

Even just one part could provide a few months of comfortable living for the poor in Saint Feibo District.

"That was a mistake."

Ji Xinghuo realized that he had underestimated the poverty and danger of Saint Feibo District. He decisively turned around and left before anyone acted against him. He stopped in an uninhabited area away from Saint Feibo District, stored the Light Wheel Motorbike in his Dimension Stomach, changed into a hooded leather jacket, draped on the hood, covering most of his face, and walked back into Saint Feibo District.

Having just rained, the streets were full of puddles.

The air was permeated with fetid odors and many unidentifiable scents mixed together, imparting an indescribable stench to the people here.

But those around him had long since grown accustomed to it.

Instead, it was Ji Xinghuo, a person devoid of any distinct aroma, who often caught the assessing gazes of passersby as they walked past.

What followed was malice.

After walking a few hundred meters, Ji Xinghuo noticed someone was tracking him. He immediately turned into a dimly-lit side alley, and soon, several people followed him in. A dozen seconds later, Ji Xinghuo came out unscathed and pulled up his leather jacket to reveal the Iron Hammer tucked at his waist.

Perhaps it was the blood that stained him or perhaps the deterrence of the Iron Hammer, but afterward, no one dared to follow him.

Ji Xinghuo made his way through several streets and arrived at the base of a large building.

Here was the address of the intermediary provided by Gonsaz, "Black Dream" Ailuo Lin.

In the Saint Feibo District, only those who are not simple folk reside in buildings—mostly mutants. The vast majority of the thousands of residents in this building crammed into cramped rooms, but compared to the slums on the ground and the underwater paths, the conditions were much better, with water, electricity, and internet, practically heaven.

"Black Dream Ailuo Lin..."

Ji Xinghuo thought, knowing from the nickname that this was a mutant.

Those who act as intermediaries in Immortal City all possessed great strength and extensive connections, and they were not to be underestimated.

A magnetic field induction scan of the building quickly revealed the target.

A look of surprise appeared on Ji Xinghuo’s face.

"Black Dream" Ailuo Lin was on the highest floor of this building, and the whole floor was her domain, home to her and over a dozen men.

However, these dozen were all men, and she was the only woman.

At this moment, she was not wearing a single piece of clothing.

In a spacious and luxurious room, a blood-pumping battle was underway, with Ailuo Lin taking on three adversaries, the situation fiercely intense.

The other men were lying around in virtual reality pods, wearing devices connected to their nerves, and the screens beside them displayed scenes from the virtual world where they were all intensely striving against the same person—Ailuo Lin.

Meanwhile, Ailuo Lin herself had a data cable plugged into the back of her skull, connecting her to those pods, seemingly syncing her tactile sensations with all the men.

Virtual and real, a dual convergence.

Her expression was twisted and manic, her movements vigorous, immersed in an extreme pleasure and sensory stimulation that was breathtaking.

Ji Xinghuo opened his eyes wide.

He couldn’t help but shake his head—these men were clearly under Ailuo Lin’s mental control. Rather than saying they were her subordinates, it would be more appropriate to call them her male pets.

"One shouldn’t disturb others."

Ji Xinghuo waited downstairs for a moment, incidentally enjoying quite a show.

However, he realized that Ailuo Lin seemed prepared to work through the night, showing no signs of fatigue despite the long struggle, whereas the men needed to take turns in order to keep up.

Looking at the time, it was almost midnight.

Ji Xinghuo no longer wanted to wait, activated his Stealth Ring to walk past the building guards, entered the elevator, and casually input a code he saw during the magnetic field induction. The elevator ascended over eighty floors, and he took the stairs for the remaining dozen floors.

Outside Ailuo Lin’s door, there were two doormen, clearly also her male pets, just that tonight it was their turn to stand guard.

While in stealth, Ji Xinghuo Flash Stepped past them, knocking them unconscious.

He pushed open the door and entered.

Behind the door was a luxurious hall, thousands of square meters in area, decorated like a palace with exquisite taste, dominated by purple tones, elegant and misty. The air was filled with a luxurious fragrance, slightly sweet, which upon a slight inhalation, stimulated hormone secretion in the body, immediately bringing forth an indescribable compulsion.

Alarms went off in Ji Xinghuo’s mind.

This setup and atmosphere, combined with Black Dream Ailuo Lin’s activities, made him realize something immediately.

She was a heretic, a devotee of the Star God "Holy Mother."

The Holy Mother was sometimes also called the Holy Lord, depending on the gender of the devotees, and she fully honored as the "Supreme Desire Holy Mother," one of the four supreme masters of the Star Realm alongside the "Red Emperor"!

Legend held that the Holy Mother was the most beautiful being in the world, possessing a flawless countenance and physique and exuding an irresistible allure.

She was a dual-sex divinity.

To female mortals and devotees, she appeared as a supremely handsome, elegant young male, possessing attractions beyond those of ordinary mortals.

The Holy Mother, also known as the God of Desire, governed all emotions that could generate pleasure, avid in all extreme activities you could imagine satisfying emotions—sex, gluttony, power, vanity, and even love, hence attracting a large number of followers.

The most extreme hedonism, the most intense emotional stimulation, could possibly earn the Holy Mother’s favor and her blessings.

On Earth, the number of heretics worshiping the Holy Mother was the greatest.

They were exceedingly covert, deeply hidden.

But outside of the Asia-Pacific Community, many countries turned a blind eye to heretics, particularly the devotees of the Holy Mother, more rampant in places of upheaval and disorder.

In Immortal City, it was not strange at all to encounter a devotee of the Holy Mother.

Ji Xinghuo did not launch a surprise attack.

After thinking, he walked up to the door of that large room, raised his hand and knocked politely, asking, "Black Dream Ailuo Lin, could you please tell me if you’re there?"