Qiu Tu tentatively raised his head to look at the beautiful young girl.
Her elegant, egg-shaped face was suffused with a gentle luster. Her eyes were large, round, and clear like apricot kernels with stars held within.
She appeared to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, exuding a youthful maidenly charm.
Her face, while ought to radiate innocence, was instead filled with seductiveness, each grin and frown seemingly capable of drawing one deep into temptation...
It was a striking contrast of purity and allure.
'This... is Larilo?'
Qiu Tu looked up at the "Deity" before him, somewhat puzzled.
Honestly, if he didn't know that this "Deity" was a high-ranking Cataclysmic Creature, he would have thought she was just a girl who was exceedingly beautiful.
At that moment, Larilo, who sat enthroned as a god, also slowly parted her lips to speak.