Louise felt her breath becoming labored as the terrifying Killing Aura emanated from the young man before her.

And all of it was directed at her.

It was hard to imagine how many lives this fellow player must have taken to possess such a terrifying aura.

In the Trial World, she had seen the so-called invincible war god of the Elven race.

But compared to this young man, the war god's aura was like a gentle breeze.

The situation was dire, and Louise knew the young man was dead serious.

"I was wrong, I shouldn't have insulted you online. Please, have mercy and spare me this once. I can be your plaything."

Ye Shuangluo showed no reaction to the woman's plea and flattery, only asking calmly:

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"Huh?"

The fox mask Ye Shuangluo wore covered half his face, allowing Louise to see the slight upward curve of his lips.

"Aren't you waiting for someone to rescue you? I'm curious, how much longer until they arrive?"

Louise was stunned. How did he know what she was thinking? And knowing it, why was this his reaction?

A flurry of questions filled her mind, but Ye Shuangluo offered no explanation, simply pulling the [Ghost Luo Blade] from his space backpack.

Using the Wind Element as his arm and the Ghost Luo Blade as his brush, he began to paint on the woman's body.

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