The allure and temptation of Isabella were so overwhelming that no creature could resist, much like an irresistible force of nature or a rule beyond comprehension. Even though Soros was a powerful Demigod, he still found himself unable to fully resist Isabella's seductive pull.

What's more, Soros's divine authority had already been drained by nearly half, leaving him in a weakened state.

As soon as he laid eyes on Isabella, Soros found himself utterly captivated, almost in an instant.

"Beautiful lady, you are... Isabella, right?" Soros said, reluctantly pulling his gaze away from her. Despite his rational mind warning him that encountering Isabella here was an incredibly dangerous situation, he could not help but feel a strong urge to show her kindness.

As for fighting with Isabella? Ridiculous! Soros had no intention of fighting her at all.

On the other side, Isabella did not appear at all surprised that Soros recognized her. She simply looked at him calmly, then spoke, her voice tinged with subtle amusement.

"Yes, it seems you've recognized me. Now, I'm offering you a chance—become my servant, and serve me forever."

"How about it? Would you like to join me?" she continued, waving her finger lightly toward Soros in a teasing manner.

Even such a simple act of beckoning was a force too powerful for Soros to resist. To him, it felt like a monstrous flood, an unstoppable force!

His mouth opened, and words of agreement were almost on the verge of spilling out, but the last remnants of his willpower stopped him from immediately yielding to Isabella's request.

At the same time, Soros's inner struggle raged within him. Part of him demanded that he hold onto his sanity, that he not give in, while another part urged him to succumb quickly and become Isabella's servant.

Soros, who had once been strong and independent, was not used to such passive resistance. After all, a Demigod Rank being should have some defenses against such temptations, right?

But the situation was dire. Daniel had stripped Soros of half his divine authority, which had significantly weakened his resistance. Now, when faced with Isabella's charm, he found himself almost defenseless, only able to resist with the strength of his will to prevent himself from completely losing control.

However, Isabella was not in a hurry. She watched Soros's internal battle with amusement, her lips curling into a subtle smile.

"Soros, are you really going to refuse me?" she asked in a playful tone. "If that's the case, then you'd better not regret it later!"

With that, Isabella increased the power of her temptation. On the other side, Soros's face began to change, his expression morphing from reluctance to pure, unrestrained obsession.

The small flicker of rationality left in him was like a candle in the wind—flickering, threatening to go out at any moment.

And soon, the tension in Soros's body began to melt away. The strong defenses of a Demigod Rank being were proving to be nothing in the face of Isabella's power.

Despite his resistance, Isabella's power proved overwhelming, and Soros could feel himself slipping, step by step. His body, which had once been strong, now seemed to lose all fight against her, consumed by an unrelenting desire to submit.

Soros had never expected to find himself in such a vulnerable position. Normally, a Demigod would not be so easily swayed by charm, but now, with Isabella still in her prime and Soros's divine authority halved, the outcome was inevitable.

After a brief moment of resistance, Soros was finally overwhelmed.

"Great Isabella, my Queen, you are my goddess. I am willing to serve you and offer all that I have!" he declared with complete devotion.

"Being your servant is the greatest honor of my life!"

As he spoke, Soros fell to his knees before Isabella, his mind completely lost. The remnants of his rationality were completely shut away.

At that moment, Soros's heart felt like it was about to explode.

He could see himself sinking deeper and deeper, unable to stop it, completely powerless. Even the divine authority he had just tried to wield had been sapped, leaving him completely at Isabella's mercy.

From the moment Isabella had appeared to the moment Soros was completely captivated, it had taken barely two seconds. For Isabella, Soros was essentially undefended, entirely vulnerable to her power.

"Now, give me the most precious materials in your inventory," Isabella ordered casually, and Soros, as if receiving the greatest honor, immediately opened his bag space.

He quickly pulled out a radiant, multicolored cloud and presented it to her.

"Great Isabella, my goddess, please accept this Rainbow Sacred Cloud as a gift from me."

Isabella glanced at the Rainbow Sacred Cloud in Soros's hands, her eyes briefly flashing with a hint of disdain.

Then, she turned to Daniel, a playful look on her face, and asked expectantly, "Little brother, does this Rainbow Sacred Cloud help you in any way? If you like it, I can have my servant give it to you."

Daniel blinked in surprise. The Rainbow Sacred Cloud was indeed one of the materials required to craft a God Rank Skill scroll.

However, the God Rank Skill it could create was not one of the immediate skills Daniel needed.

Still, having extra materials was always useful.

So, Daniel nodded and replied, "Yes, this is definitely a material I need."

Upon hearing this, Isabella's eyes lit up with delight, her expression turning into a smile as sweet as a crescent moon.

But when she turned to look at Soros, whose face was filled with obvious discomfort, her smile immediately hardened, replaced with cold fury.

"You useless fool! Didn't you hear the little brother's request? Why haven't you given him the Rainbow Sacred Cloud yet?" she snapped.

"Do you realize how dangerous your existence is right now?"

Soros trembled violently upon hearing Isabella's reprimand. This wasn't fear; it was the fear of losing her favor.

Standing nearby, Daniel used Psychic Perception to gauge Soros's thoughts. The result made him involuntarily wince in disbelief.

At this moment, Soros had completely surrendered to his obsession with Isabella. His obsession had consumed him so thoroughly that he had lost all sense of self.

He was no longer capable of resisting, and Isabella could command him with a simple word. He was willing to follow her orders to the ends of the earth, even if it meant death.

In Soros's mind, there was nothing left but Isabella.

Isabella's charm was... terrifying.

Daniel could not help but take a deep breath, silently thanking himself for having been so cautious in the past.

This also reflected just how powerful Isabella truly was. After all, this was the first time Daniel had witnessed Isabella using her powers against a Demigod Rank being.

Meanwhile, Isabella noticed Daniel's expression and smiled, clearly pleased by his reaction.

She leaned in closer, her voice soft and teasing.

"Little brother, I'm feeling tired. How about a hug?"

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