Infinite Dimensional Conquest

In this place, even goblins who are obsessed with cleanliness will fall, but the most seem to be the Amazons. Most people in this race are very open in this regard.

Women of this race, in order to reproduce the race, often forcibly kidnap the men they like. They are very tough and fierce, and it is said that Ola Liwai is still like this now.

In Orario, such situations are relatively rare.

Adventurers in the Labyrinth City are not so fragile. It takes enough strength to forcibly bind them, and they have to be concerned about their families.

The guild generally ignores this place.

In fact, it needs 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, it may cause harm to the city itself.

And this place has been tacitly allowed to exist.

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

...

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

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

"Hermes?"

"Did you just go back to Orario?"

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

"That's right, this time I came secretly without telling the family members, and I must have fun before being tied back!"

"Me too, secretly embezzled family funds."

"Talk to you next time!"

"..."

I met many male gods on the street, chatted briefly and they left with loud laughs.

Many gods are hedonists.

There are many gods who haunt casinos, wine bars, and happy streets, and most of them are doing things they are interested in. For them, it is for the entertainment of the lower world, and they do whatever they want.

In other words, except for a few, most of the male gods are quite good-looking.

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

Along the way, many women came up to strike up a conversation, and Hermes mostly chatted with them, and judging from his appearance, it seemed that he did not come here once or twice.

Even, sometimes chat with some Amazons.

"Not interested?" Hermes asked.

"nonsense."

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

"Can't you see it?"

"Understandable!"

Hermes didn't know how to understand it, and he acted as if I understood it well. Most of the whores here are just ordinary.

"There is a beauty god here, tsk tsk!" 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 lose color.

"Hermes?"

A voice came, and the voice alone seemed to possess some kind of magical power.

This is a scantily clad woman with a gold and silver crown, earrings, jewelry and other items.

Her every move and the fragrance she exudes are incomparably magical.

Her beauty fascinated the men and gods of various races passing by, and even the women nearby were captured by her.

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

It is said that the Goddess of Beauty on the top floor of the Tower of Babel surpasses this one, and it is impossible to make a comparison without seeing it with my own eyes.

"Oh, Ishtar, why come to meet me when you have time? I don't remember having such a big face." Hermes also showed obsession.

Of course, only he knows how much of it is true and how much is false.

"he is?"

Ishtar caught a glimpse of Tianchen beside Hermes and couldn't help frowning.

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

Like, turn her into air.

"A new friend who just went down to the realm recently." Hermes replied.

Ishtar walked slowly in front of the two of them, staring at Tianchen with those demonic eyes, but she still had that calm expression, which made her quite astonished.

The scene was once embarrassing.

"You have no interest in me?" Ishtar showed a charming smile.

"It's beautiful."

This perfunctory answer made Ishta's face stiffen.

Anyway, she didn't hear a trace of gaffe or obsession, as if she was stating the facts, the praise was true, but to her ears, it was more like mocking.

This god of beauty, beauty is beauty, but it's a pity that it's not his style. As mentioned earlier, he prefers pure ones, like Hestia.

It is said that most of the goddesses in the heavens have a messy private life, but someone like Hestia is weird.

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

It's no different from a high-class whore, anyway, he's not interested in putting green grass on his head, whoever likes it.