Antoinette was also tied up there by a peculiar rope.
"Young sorcerer, you've done well. This deity hasn't misjudged you, but it's still not enough." Locking eyes, Antoinette maintained a tense face, trying hard to keep a dignified demeanor.
One had to admit, she was worthy of being a naturally noble deity, especially with her exceptionally striking appearance and demeanor.
Among all the women Ivan had seen, Kemor Empress Lu Lu Xiyu stood out halfway, but Antoinette surpassed her in several ways, truly one of a kind in heaven and earth.
Even when hanging upside down in the air, in an inelegant posture, she carried a unique charm.
"You bastard sorcerer, are you thinking something very disrespectful?" In an instant, Antoinette's facade broke, glaring at him as if piercing through.
"Ivan," Mavis teased coquettishly.
