Gene Domination: The Loli Who Devours Worlds

A wide black leather belt was fastened around the waist, outlining the curves of her body while also hinting at a sense of power.

The most eye-catching part was the cuffs; at the end of the black sleeves were fluffy layers of scarlet lace, injecting a touch of eerie and gorgeous vitality into the rigid military uniform.

The bottom was a black pleated miniskirt with a red lining, and a black Military Greatcoat was draped over this proper military uniform, faintly highlighting an overbearing aura.

Lilith’s gaze lingered on this set of clothes for a moment.

Compared to the Gothic Lolita Dress she was wearing, this outfit was clearly more suitable for movement and easier for her to accept.

With Aimusa’s assistance, Lilith changed into this brand-new attire.

When she stepped out of the fitting room and stood before the full-length mirror, even she paused slightly.

The figure in the mirror was still petite, yet she was endowed with a completely different temperament by that crisp military uniform.

Petiteness and majesty, two contradictory traits, actually achieved a strange unity in this outfit.

The rigid lines and golden buttons of the military uniform brought an unquestionable sense of order and authority, diluting the excessive delicacy and harmlessness of her appearance.

The wide leather belt at the waist and the crisp shoulder lines silently emphasized her presence.

Those scarlet lace cuffs and the blood-colored inner lining of the skirt carried a hint of grimness, as if they were flowing blood.

Lilith raised her head slightly, her red eyes under the shadow of the military cap calmly looking at herself in the mirror, and then she tentatively adjusted her posture.

Her back straightened a bit more, and her shoulders opened naturally.

With just a minor change, that restrained cold aura perfectly harmonized with this military uniform, with no hint of awkwardness left.

She was no longer an exquisite doll in need of protection, but like a young commander who had stepped out of an ancient scroll—beautiful, lethal, and making one afraid to look directly at her.

Of course, these were all just Lilith’s own fantasies.

In William’s eyes, Lilith’s little movements, paired with this military uniform outfit, actually had an unexpected gap moe; not only did it lack any deterrent power, it instead revealed an unhideable cuteness.

Like a cool, cute, and cold little loli who was putting on an act, she made one want to hold her dear to one’s heart.

He had a premonition that once the leader truly appeared in everyone’s sight, the sensation would be enough to make the entirety of Apocalypse drop their jaws.

Aimusa even covered her mouth in excitement, her eyes full of pride and shock.

As the creator, she knew better than anyone that the clothes were just a foil; what truly gave soul to this military uniform was the wearer’s own inimitable cute aura.

Facing the mirror, Lilith gently turned her wrist, and the loose, layered lace cuffs fluttered with the movement.

She lifted her leg, and her heavy leather boots stepped on the floor, making a steady, light thud.

As she moved, the scarlet on the inside of the skirt flashed like a fleeting glimpse.

There was no discomfort, no sense of alienation.

This set of clothes perfectly highlighted her overbearing aura; although she didn’t like wearing shoes, without them, her temperament would have been significantly diminished.

So Lilith intended to adapt slowly, adapting to her current appearance and this set of clothes.

Turning around, Lilith looked at William, her scarlet eyes calm and waveless, yet naturally revealing a hint of inquiry.

”It suits you perfectly, My Lord.”

William immediately bowed and spoke from the bottom of his heart; after all, this military uniform was a symbol of Apocalypse’s supreme power, a military uniform that integrated elements of Apocalypse.

”This attire better reflects your identity.”

Lilith gave an almost imperceptible nod, the corners of her mouth turning up slightly to reveal a faint smile.

She raised her hand to straighten the brim of her cap, her gaze turning toward the door, her movements already carrying the decisiveness belonging to this military uniform.

”Let’s go; it’s a good time to see those two newly joined Hunter and see if they are worth cultivating.”

After saying that, Lilith stepped out of the door frame in her military boots and walked outside.

Inside the shop, after William settled the bill with Aimusa, he followed closely behind, leaving Aimusa alone in a daze, guessing Lilith’s true identity...