Ex rank talent Awakening: 100% Dodge rate Chapter 181 CHAPTER 181: LILITH'S EVOLUTION

"Hmm? Lilith? What happened to her? Is she dead?"

The demon god muttered, narrowing his glowing eyes as he scanned the cosmic threads that once connected him to his disciple. Yet, no matter how deeply he probed, the faint lifeline he had secretly used to limit her potential—her suppressed connection to the real human world—was no more. It had vanished entirely, dissolved into the atmosphere as raw mana, untad and free.

A grim silence followed as he turned his attention inward, sensing the absence of sothing far more foundational—the bloodline of Lust. It still existed, but it floated unanchored, unattached to any vessel. Once wielded by Lilith, it now lingered like a cursed relic, stripped of its conduit. That alone spoke volus.

"What is going on?" he whispered, a flicker of unease brushing his ancient mind.

Could his demons truly be getting hunted down, one by one?

No. That couldn't be it. The demon god clenched his obsidian fist. The situation with Wrath had been different—fundantally so. While the Lust source bloodline remained, albeit unclaid, the Wrath bloodline had been utterly annihilated. Obliterated. As if it had never existed. The power that once fed an entire clan had vanished, cutting off access to their source and sending the wrath demons spiraling into decline.

Lower-ranking demons of Wrath had already begun dying off in droves, their bodies unable to survive the severance. Even the higher-ranking ones, once proud and towering pillars of their people, now found themselves shadows of their forr glory. Weaker. Slower. Diminished.

"My lord," ca a voice from the shadows. Baal stepped forward, kneeling with a fist to his chest. His voice was calm, but there was tension behind it. "What should we do about the Lust clan? Without Lilith acting as their conduit, they are growing weaker by the hour. Their abilities are deteriorating."

The demon god paused, then spoke with divine finality.

"Teach Venera the ways of rulership. She is to be promoted from re disciple to demon lord of Lust."

He waved a clawed hand dismissively, his tone cold. "As for the Wrath clan, dissolve it. Spread the survivors among the remaining houses. Let the strong adapt or die. As for Asmodeus... place him in my elite unit. He is still of so value."

"Yes, my lord," Baal responded, bowing once more before disappearing into the void.

Lilith's eyelids fluttered open.

She inhaled sharply as a strange breeze tickled her skin—clean, fresh, and tinged with the scent of wild grass. This wasn't the suffocating heat of the demon realm, nor the thick, corrupted atmosphere she was accustod to. No, this was...

"The human world," she murmured, pushing herself up to sit. Around her were wooden houses, stone pathways, and distant NPC chatter. She stood in the middle of a rustic village, unmistakably modeled after one she had read about countless tis on the Apocalypse Ga forums.

A small smile crept onto her lips. "So this is the starter village..."

Back then, she had browsed the forums out of boredom. As a demon lord, curiosity had led her to learn about the players' world, their systems, and their unique interface. Now, she was part of that world.

"Ti to check my status."

She focused, willing the familiar screen to appear. Unlike native beings, who could only sense their strength abstractly, she now had a full player interface—courtesy of the unknown force that had interfered with her fate.

User: Lilith

Race: Arch Devil

Job: Summoner

Level: 75 (9,172,937 / 9,200,000 EXP)

Health: 140,000

Strength: 97

Speed: 101

Stamina: 109

Intelligence: 170

Constitution: 120

Free Attribute Points: 0

Talent: [SSS-Rank Ancient Summoner]

You are an ancient summoner with the power to call forth mythical beings lost to ti. For every 20 levels, you gain access to summon an ancient entity that levels alongside you.

Bloodline: [Primordial Devil Bloodline]

You bear the bloodline of ancient devils, enemies of gods and masters of corruption.

• Corruption: Taint souls and bodies, turning enemies into your loyal thralls.

• Contract: Forge soul-binding contracts with others, bartering sothing valuable for their desires.

• Hell Realm: Create a personal dinsion of tornt to imprison your enemies. It grows in size and power with your level.

• Hell Summoning: Summon fiends and horrors born from your Hell Realm to fight for you.

Lilith grinned, fangs gleaming. Her power was far from what it used to be, but in exchange, she had sothing better—freedom. Growth. The chance to evolve unshackled by the demon god's suppression.

"Three summon slots unlocked," she muttered, flexing her fingers. But she paused.

"Better not draw attention here." She glanced around the peaceful village and then upward.

"Aaron's guild should be close by..." she mused. Black wings burst from her back with a ripple of energy, spreading wide.

She launched into the sky.

"Hey! Did you see that?"

A newbie player shouted, pointing skyward. "Did that beginner just fly? That's not possible, right?"

"I... I don't know, man," his friend said, eyes wide. "Can you even cheat in this ga?"

Their conversation was echoed by many others. Within minutes, screenshots and speculative posts flooded the forums. The incident trended, titled:

"Flying Newbie? Glitch or Hidden Class?"

Lilith hovered over the vast expanse of the Beast Forest, its dense foliage stretching to the horizon. Ho to countless monsters, this was the hunting ground for most mid-level players. Its size dwarfed even the Amazon, and the deeper one ventured, the stronger the creatures grew.

"This spot will do," she murmured, descending.

She landed in a clearing surrounded by thick, thorn-covered trees. Her heart raced slightly—summoning an ancient beast wasn't a trivial matter.

"Ancient summoning..." she whispered.

She made a small cut on her fingertip, letting a single drop of blood fall to the ground. The mont it touched the soil, the air shifted. A trendous pressure rolled over the forest, flattening grass and bending tree limbs. The sky above warped as a spatial rift tore open.

From its depths, a monstrous being erged.

It had three heads, each snarling with flaming maws. Its tail lashed with infernal fire, and its eyes blazed like twin suns. Muscles rippled beneath obsidian fur as the beast stepped forward, growling low.

[Summoning Completed!]

[Congratulations! You have summoned the Guardian of Hell, Cerberus.]

Lilith's smile widened, a glint of anticipation in her eyes.