Marvel: The Devourer Chapter 145: Punishing "Amora"

Two hours later.

Aaron returned to the living room.

Then he saw four people, Savannah, Nina and Felicia, who jad just returned.

Wait!

Four people?

Aaron glanced around and saw another woman in a long green dress. She wore a long erald green silk dress, its hem swaying gently with her steps.

As if sensing Aaron's probing gaze, her green eyes playfully blinked at him, revealing a captivating charm in their shifting depths.

Her rosy lips curved into an alluring arc, seemingly carrying a certain magic that made one involuntarily intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.

This was a beautiful and enchanting woman!

With just one glance, Aaron made his judgnt.

"Brother-in-law, this is a witch from Asgard. Her na is Amora, and she wields powerful mind magic." Savannah enthusiastically introduced Amora to Aaron.

Amora stepped forward with light and graceful steps, bending her knees slightly in a perfect curtsy.

"Thank you, kind God King, for your benevolence and generous heart, which has finally freed my poor sister from the Asgardian Dungeon."

"Please allow to express my most sincere gratitude to you."

As her magically soft voice rang out, everyone present was montarily entranced.

Especially Aaron, who was most affected.

Amora's voice was like invisible threads, coiling around his heart.

Savannah and the other three were completely unaware. But Aaron clearly perceived it as the power of charm, attempting to bore into his mind.

Amora's charm magic was indeed powerful. For anyone else, even Thor, a single glance would likely have them captivated. However, to him, who possessed ntal immunity, these little tricks were rely a gentle breeze, adding a touch of amusent.

If Amora were to act like this in that kind of situation, it would surely be very satisfying, wouldn't it?

Seeing Aaron's clear eyes, Amora was a little surprised,

Then she winked at Aaron.

Perhaps distracted for a mont, Amora's steps faltered, and she tripped on her skirt with an "oops," her entire body falling uncontrollably towards Aaron.

Her delicate, fair hands instinctively gripped Aaron's wrist tightly, and she let out a soft hum, barely supporting her fragile body.

Amora smiled apologetically. "Oh dear, how rude of ."

She intensified her charm magic. However, Aaron's eyes remained unperturbed.

With a smile on his lips, he quietly watched her performance.

"Miss Amora, it seems you've neglected your combat training. As a qualified mage, this simply won't do."

Aaron exerted a slight force, helping Amora up.

Amora bowed her head slightly, her long hair obscuring her slightly narrowed pupils.

Damn it, I've t my match!

She was a man's bane.

A single glance, a single word, could make the other party lose themselves.

Hundreds of years ago, she had caused great turmoil in Asgard.

Within days, she used magic to bewitch a large number of people and the army, and even tried to bewitch Odin to seize the God King's power. But she was defeated by other Goddesses.

For inciting rebellion, she was sentenced to solitary confinent deep within the dungeon.

Then two days ago, Odin granted a general amnesty, and she was thus freed.

After her release, she had intended to resu her old profession, grow stronger, create new glory, and beco the first female God King.

However, at the banquet, she learned that Asgard now had a new, even more powerful and younger King. Moreover, he was a male God, currently staying alone in Midgard.

Hearing this, she imdiately had other ideas.

Odin was old and frail, while Aaron had an unlimited future. Instead of making a move on Odin, it would be better to co to Midgard and control Aaron.

So, after charming Heimdall and coming to Earth, Amora imdiately contacted Savannah and the others.

However, she never expected that Aaron would be immune to her magic.

Amora bit her lip.

No, I still have one move I haven't used.

Her kiss is the most deadly poison in the world. That is the ultimate magic capable of enchanting all n.

As long as Aaron is controlled, he will completely belong to her alone.

Savannah and Nina looked at Amora and Aaron in surprise.

This situation, how was it not what they expected?

Their gaze swept over their still clasped hands, and they couldn't help but feel envious.

Felicia, on the other hand, was deep in thought.

This woman...

Why does she not seem like a good person?

Felicia looked at Aaron inquiringly and saw him signal her with his eyes.

Felicia nodded, as if understanding him telepathically. "Savannah, Nina, can you teach how to tend to the garden?"

Savannah was about to say sothing when Aaron interjected, "By the way, I noticed the garden was a bit ssy when I passed by earlier. Savannah, Nina, this is a good opportunity for you to teach Felicia properly."

Savannah and Nina were a bit confused, at this mont.

Should they be doing this?

However, the Light Elves were simple and naive, with almost zero cunning. Since Aaron had said so, they didn't doubt him and took Felicia to tidy the garden.

In the living room, Amora's heart pounded.

Aaron's deanor...

Did he notice her actions?

"Lorelei, how much longer do you plan to pretend?"

Seeing the three leave, Aaron stopped pretending and stared directly at her.

Amora's expression changed. "My Lord, I don't understand what you an."

"Imprisoned for hundreds of years, you still haven't made any progress." Aaron shook his head, his tone leisurely.

"Lorelei, how many more years do you think you'll be imprisoned for attempting to charm the God King?"

Lorelei appeared delicate and helpless, looking pitiful and evoking sympathy. "My Lord, I was wrong. I shouldn't have used charm magic on you. Can you forgive this once? I can do anything."

Lorelei licked her lips, her hand slowly moving inward, while her entire body leaned forward, slowly approaching Aaron's face.

Aaron allowed her to do as she pleased.

As Lorelei drew closer, her hand suddenly grasped him.

It worked!

The two made direct, intimate contact and the most deadly poison activated.

The power of charm continuously drilled into Aaron's head. But it was like a drop of water entering the ocean, gone forever.

Lorelei's heart skipped a beat.

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

My magic, which I painstakingly honed alone in prison for hundreds of years, failed?

Then—

"No!"

[Compendium of Magic (Lorelei): You have mastered charm and other magical properties. No mber of the opposite sex can ignore your charisma.]

[Kiss of Charm: Your kiss is the most terrifying poison in the World. Those with weak ntal abilities will instantly fall for you.]

After a long while, Aaron stood up, drew out a long whip, and looked down at her.

"Witch, you are too presumptuous."

The oppressive power of a God enveloped Lorelei without restraint. She trembled like a helpless little rabbit.

"Wait... I..."

"No more excuses. Given your arrogance and mad ideas, I shall, in the na of the king of the gods, whip you severely."

Lorelei's eyes widened.

You're going to whip with THAT? That's terrifying!