Since that was the case, he might as well borrow the Church's shell to hatch his own chick.
By replacing the God she believed in with himself, wouldn't Irene end up belonging entirely to him?
If those great priests could personally "bless" female believers, there was no reason Luke should be any different.
Burke sighed helplessly. It was over.
At that mont, with Valak expelled, Mordo, Kaecilius, and the others finally awakened from the illusion.
The mont they saw Wong, they let out relieved sighs.
Wong imdiately winked at them, signaling that he was rely playing the role of an attendant.
Despite the embarrassnt, Mordo, Kaecilius, and the other sorcerers could only respectfully offer the highest salute of Kamar-Taj.
"Thank you, King of All Gods!"
Wait... what did he just say? King of All Gods?
Father Burke was utterly shocked. Wasn't Jesus supposed to be the King of All Gods? Was Luke actually a god? Impossible!
Irene's beautiful eyes grew increasingly moist. She pursed her lips and quietly followed behind Luke like a devoted attendant.
Luke gave a slight nod before looking toward the half-damaged sealing barrier.
"I'll leave this place to you. You know what to do."
"Yes, King of All Gods!"
Mordo replied respectfully, still feeling lingering fear as he glanced toward the barrier.
If they had not activated the Seal of the Vishanti at the final mont to isolate the evil spirit's corruption, they likely would have died there.
Luke then left with Irene.
After returning to the villa, Irene was slightly stunned by the group of beautiful won inside.
"Confused about why I didn't bring you to 'Heaven,' and why my residence is filled with so many won?"
Luke asked with an amused smile.
Irene imdiately shook her head frantically.
"Everything you do must have its reason. As your loyal lamb, I only need to faithfully carry out your will, because that is the correct path."
Look at that. The scriptures practically explained themselves for him.
"My great Lord, is there anything I can do for you now?"
Irene lowered her head, her body still faintly glowing with Holy Light.
"For now..."
Luke thought for a mont before saying, "Right, I still need to bless you. This is a grace bestowed upon every girl who cos here."
Blessing?
Irene was unfamiliar with the term, but she quickly associated it with another phrase: bathing in divine grace.
Instantly, Irene beca even more devout, sincere, and nervous. "Great Lord, your lamb is willing to offer everything to you."
Luke had always despised this kind of fanaticism.
Losing oneself because of faith... that was brainwashing. It was an evil act.
Luke decided to personally correct this unhealthy mindset and help her abandon this terrible habit.
Luke led Irene away.
The Holy Light obscured her vision, so Irene withdrew it.
Receiving divine grace required close contact, so Irene sat down with an expression full of sanctity and reverence.
She believed the world needed more light and justice, and she even resolved herself to bearing Luke's divine child so that all living beings could bask in God's glory in the future.
To Irene, this was the most sacred and holy act imaginable.
Seeing this, Luke felt he needed to intensify his "correction."
After a very long session of "education," Irene finally realized the error of losing herself blindly to faith and stated that she would never again beco a slave to it.
[I'm traveling rn so I couldn't write a smut chapter while sitting in a train compartnt with other people...]
Luke was quite satisfied with this outco, having successfully saved yet another lost lamb.
However, there were still many similar lambs in this world. The road ahead remained long, and the task arduous.
Luke decided that he would save them one by one. After all, he was willing to share this glory with others.
Over the following days,
Sif arrived at the villa, looking deeply troubled.
When Luke asked about Loki's situation, Sif could only shake her head repeatedly.
She knew nothing.
Thor and Heimdall had searched nearly every corner of this realm over the past few days, yet they still could not find Loki's whereabouts.
No one knew where he had gone, nor what he was planning.
Because of the differences between parallel universes, Luke could not be certain whether Loki would still seek out Thanos.
However, Luke was not particularly concerned about where Loki had gone.
Seeing that Sif was still worried, Luke chose a uniquely Asgardian thod of comfort.
"Co on, let's go drinking."
No Asgardian could refuse alcohol, including Sif.
In Asgard, anyone who could not drink would never truly fit into society.
As a famous Valkyrie, Sif was naturally one of the best drinkers among won.
The mont she heard Luke suggest drinking, she imdiately decided to try Midgard's finest alcohol.
That night,
Luke and Sif went together to the famous Red Rose Bar in New York City.
Rumor had it that the owner of the Red Rose Bar possessed an extrely powerful background and had connections in both the underworld and legitimate circles, aning almost nobody dared cause trouble there.
So even claid that the owner was connected to Kingpin, the underground emperor.
Whether that was true or not remained unclear.
However, one thing everyone agreed upon was that the alcohol there was absolutely genuine.
As long as you had enough money, even century-old fine wines could be brought out for you.
Even the famous 1982 Lafite was guaranteed to be authentic.
On top of that, the Red Rose Bar offered top-tier security and an unusually unique atmosphere.
Beautiful won could be seen everywhere, as though beauty itself had beco the cheapest commodity in the place.
Moreover, the won there were extrely approachable. If soone was interested, arranging a date was easy.
By the next morning, most people would leave with weak legs and dizzy heads.
Luke paid little attention to all of that. He had only co to drink.
However, after actually entering the bar, Luke discovered sothing interesting.
The Red Rose Bar was filled with handso n and beautiful won.
And most of them were not human.
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