Alibuda Chronicles Part 1: Volume 1, Chapter 8

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Chapter Eight: The Siege of the Fortress.

This female slave, Xie Lian, was indeed loyal. At this critical moment, she didn't abandon me and run away. Instead, she proactively faced Job, chanting incantations, attempting to deal with this supreme expert whose level was far too different. Sadly, fate was unkind; there was no unexpected result. Xie Lian, worthy of being the country's top female thief, completed incantations that would take ordinary mages several minutes in an instant, creating a defensive energy wall in front of Job. However, while this defensive energy wall might stop the arrows, Job's heavy punch was capable of shattering the heavens with a single blow. The energy wall was easily torn apart like shredded paper. Xie Lian tried to block it slightly, but was blasted away by the mountain-like punch, embedded straight into the wall, and knocked unconscious. Xie Lian

tried her best, only managing to block Job for a fleeting moment before the heavy punch still struck me. This short time wasn't even enough to turn and run away, but for me, it was enough.

"Don't move! Or I'll kill your wife!"

Like any villain, I grabbed the Hyakkimaru from my waist and immediately held it to Cui'e's neck, shielding her with my body. The blade was sharp, and blood immediately flowed.

"No! Stop!"

More obedient than a dog, Job's powerful punch abruptly stopped before my eyes, blood trickling from his mouth. Clearly, forcibly stopping the punch had also injured him.

Job glared fiercely at me, and I glared back at him, both of us breathing heavily. Cui'e heard her husband's voice and felt the pain in her throat, only able to scream in agony. Fortunately, she had kept this room away from others for her rest; otherwise, all the guards of the fortress would have rushed over.

The two sides remained locked in a tense standoff. Job tried to approach several times, but I held him back with the hostage, preventing him from coming closer. In truth, if Job had gone all out, with his astonishing speed and punching power, he might have had a fighting chance. But he was simply too concerned. Seeing his beloved wife on the verge of death, he barely knelt down to plead for her, let alone dared to take the risk.

Of course, he didn't dare to summon the guards either. Would it be honorable for all the men in the fortress to see his wife naked?

"Job, save me..."

Although her eyes were covered, she knew her trustworthy husband was right in front of her. Her snow-white body writhed alluringly, and she kept uttering soft cries for help. But after two cries, perhaps realizing her shameful state, she cried out again, "Job! Don't look, don't look at me like this..."

Job was extremely embarrassed. He wanted to turn his head away from his wife's naked body, but fearing I would take advantage of him, he could only glare at me fiercely.

After a few more moments of stalemate, I suddenly noticed that Job's breathing was becoming increasingly heavy. Was it because of tension? I thought it wasn't him. Job's demeanor was quite off. Even if he was nervous, with his martial arts skills and composure, he shouldn't have lost control to this extent. Suddenly, I remembered the records in the Blood Nightmare Chronicles and decided to give it a try.

"Hehe! You big bastard, your wife's breasts are so plump and smooth. Have you ever touched them before? It's such a waste that such beautiful breasts don't have a man to take care of them!"

I grinned maliciously, reached out and grabbed one of Cui'e's plump breasts, shaking it up and down, squeezing and kneading it wantonly, deforming the flesh under the pressure. Cui'e couldn't help but wail.

"Job, save me, please save me..."

Despite his unparalleled cultivation, Job was still sweating profusely, unable to advance or retreat, only able to shout repeatedly, "Boy! Let go of me... I... I'll definitely kill you!"

"Fine! Then your slutty wife will come with me on my way. She's so delicate and tender, I'll have her to fuck in the underworld, it's a good deal!"

I boasted arrogantly, but I was terrified inside, barely managing to keep my legs from trembling. But Job's situation was just as I expected. He faced me like this, his beloved wife's alluring, sexy naked body constantly flashing before his eyes. Job dared not look away; after all, he was a man, and although he tried his best to restrain himself, as time went on, his vision gradually became clouded.

For a master of abstinence like him, the erotic scene before him was more potent than any poison. I simply added fuel to the fire, starting to play with Cui'e's beautiful body, smearing saliva on my fingers, and then smearing it on this slut's anus.

"No... Job, please stop him!"

Cui'e knew my intentions and pleaded almost in a sob.

"Nobody move! Otherwise, this bitch will immediately become a headless, beautiful corpse!"

Seeing Job's restless movements, I shouted to stop him and continued to caress Cui'e's pink and white buttocks. Because she had just been penetrated, the fleshy ring at Cui'e's anus was turned outwards.

"Your wife's asshole is so horny! Have you tasted it yet? Hey! Take out your dick and masturbate in front of your wife, quick!"

Job obviously never dreamed that I would make such a request. He was stunned at first, then glared at me resentfully. But under my repeated coercion, he angrily unbuckled his belt, revealing an erect penis.

This guy should be called the Penis Saint, not the Fist Saint. His size was truly extraordinary. Underneath his thick, dark pubic hair, there was an incredibly thick penis standing upright, about thirty centimeters long, and its thickness was comparable to a fist!

Job gripped his large penis, seemingly hesitant. I couldn't give him time to think; with a sudden tightening of my grip, blood flowed from Cui'e's neck again.

"Hurry! Keep shooting, or prepare to take your dead wife's head!"

Actually, I was terrified. If this guy took the risk and went all out, how could that bitch's stinking life be enough to pay for my own? But Job ultimately didn't dare to take the risk. Under my coercion, he gripped his penis and slowly began to masturbate.

I simply removed Cui'e's blindfold. She looked around, saw me and Xie Lian, and then saw her husband masturbating. She immediately understood everything and screamed loudly. In a moment of quick thinking, while her scream provided cover, I stroked Cui'e's breasts with one hand and secretly recited the incantation for a lustful barrier.

"O lustful spirits soaring in the sky, convey my wishes through the air, open the barrier of evil, and accelerate the torrent of desire. Badas, Vidafie."

Compared to the beginning, my magic has indeed greatly improved. A pink lustful barrier quickly formed in the air, stimulating the lust of everyone present. Under

my deliberate manipulation, Cui'e's naked body swayed, her breasts and buttocks swaying, indescribably charming and alluring. Job was a libertine by nature, ordered to abstain from sex for a long time. Now, with such beauty before him and the stimulation of the lustful barrier, he might have been able to endure it if it were an ordinary, vulgar prostitute, but the naked beauty before him was none other than his most beloved wife!

With these factors combined, how could he possibly hold back? His suppressed desires were released like a raging torrent. Job's eyes were red as he vigorously masturbated his enormous penis. At first, it was a bit clumsy, but later his movements became faster and faster, almost completely natural.

"Ah...no..."

Poor Cui'e, unable to resist the humiliation she displayed before her husband, could only weakly shake her head.

"What's there to refuse? Look how excited your husband is, how attractive your body is to him! Hehe! Later, your husband and I will take turns having sex with you. After you give birth, we'll guess whose child it is!"

Hearing these lewd words and imagining the terrifying outcome, Cui'e trembled involuntarily.

I skillfully stroked her back, occasionally kneading her full, tender breasts. Before long, even her snow-white buttocks, constantly dripping with sweat, began to twitch slightly from the stimulation.

“Job! Your wife is the number one whore of Solancia! All the women of Solancia are sluts, and your wife is the most lewd of them all! Look, isn’t this her juices?”

I raised my hand, the nectar on my fingertips glistening under the light. The veins on Job’s forehead bulged, clearly furious, but he was only concerned for his wife’s safety and dared not come closer. Despite his unparalleled skill, he could only be forced by me to humiliate himself by masturbating.

The couple gazed at each other, their eyes filled with sorrow. They were so close, yet the husband, witnessing his beloved wife's humiliation, couldn't even move an inch closer! Just then, I seized the rhythm of Cui'e's breathing, and taking advantage of the moment her anus relaxed, I forcefully thrust my glans inside. Except for a slight tightness at the entrance, it was easy to insert my penis.

"Ah…"

Cui'e immediately felt a searing pain.

"It's going to tear…"

The intense pressure traveled from her abdomen to her throat, causing her to instinctively scream.

"Scream! I want you to scream! Scream for your cuckold husband, and let all the soldiers in the fortress know you're a slut whose asshole has been fucked to pieces!"

It wasn't that I was a pervert, but at this moment, I wanted to use various tricks to arouse Job's emotions, whether it was anger or lust; as long as he lost his composure, it would be to my advantage.

Amid Cui'e's cries, I slowly began to thrust my penis in and out. The force of each contraction of the sphincter almost snapped the base of my penis. This suction, several times stronger than a vaginal opening, brought me unparalleled pleasure. With each forceful thrust, Cui'e's body swayed helplessly like a swing.

"Stop...stop...not in front of my husband...oh! No!"

Cui'e murmured, the excruciating pain as if her flesh were being torn apart, the shame under her husband's burning gaze, almost causing her to faint.

The sounds of flesh slapping against flesh echoed, the barrier of lust had turned crimson, and all of us in the room were consumed by lust. Even the severely injured and unconscious Xie Lian was emitting sensual moans, not to mention us, caught in the throes of depraved intercourse. Not long after, as if on the verge of collapse, Job let out a painful roar, followed by a torrent of thick, white semen gushing from his massive penis. His face suddenly turned deathly pale; it seemed that besides the breaking of his sacred barrier, it had also caused considerable damage to him, especially since he had already suffered internal injuries.

Strike while the iron is hot! This is an ironclad rule that every bad guy should believe in. Of course, I wouldn't be so arrogant as to go and slash him. Even now, he could kill me with a single finger. I also couldn't force him to sever his own limbs. If you push a hero like him too hard, he might risk everything, killing me and his wife first, and then committing suicide! So I just held my sword and forced Cui'e to bend over, while I pushed her forward, fucking her ass from behind, until we reached Job.

"No...don't do this...husband! Don't look at me like this!"

Job turned his face away in pain. Although he had just ejaculated, he was indeed a master of erection; his penis was still hard and erect.

"Suck it!"

I said, forcing Cui'e to lower her head and swallow her husband's huge penis into her mouth.

"Ugh..."

Cui'e had lost the ability to resist and had no choice but to take the penis into her mouth. Job's thick penis thrust in and out of his wife's wet mouth, while I cooperated, raping her anus from behind. Attacked from both ends, Cui'e rolled her eyes back several times, crying loudly. Her eyes blinked incessantly, and her nostrils flared as she breathed.

Suddenly, a blindfold covered Job's eyes; it was Xie Lian, who had awakened. After obscuring Job's vision, she understood my intention and helped remove his clothes, revealing his muscular physique. She kissed him incessantly.

"How about it, Job? It's better to have a woman with you! Why abstain from sex?"

I laughed, and Xie Lian and I, in perfect harmony, assaulted the grief-stricken couple before us.

Cui'e performed oral sex on her husband, Xie Lian licked and kissed every erogenous zone on the man, while I, from behind, vigorously fucked Cui'e's large, white buttocks. By this time, Cui'e had been tortured to the point of being unable to make a sound, unconscious, and her self-esteem completely shattered. Tragically, she could still feel her body reacting to the man's manipulation, and she couldn't control it, because it was a purely instinctive pleasure drawn from the depths of her flesh.

Unable to breathe or groan, Cui'e's pleasure gradually intensified.

"This is a woman's body..."

I said, exchanging a glance with Xie Lian in front of me.

"Hahaha...what a slut!"

The two suddenly burst into laughter. Under the double attack of the lustful barrier and Xie Lian, Job could hardly control himself. His breathing suddenly became extremely rapid, coordinating with my movements, thrusting his waist, penetrating Cui'e's two fragile lips. Cui'e also unconsciously cooperated with our stormy movements, constantly twisting her waist and swaying her hips; as a result, her nerves became more and more tense, and at this moment, she felt a volcanic eruption from both front and back.

The depraved pleasure of defiling another man's wife in front of her husband made my emotions extremely high. If it weren't for the special circumstances, I would have wanted to push Xie Lian down as well, and enjoy these two ripe and beautiful flesh together.

"Ugh..."

Cui'e seemed to squeeze out a groan from her belly, and then her honey hole gushed out a large amount of lustful nectar. In the bottomless darkness, sparks kept exploding. In the vortex of such intense climax, Cui'e felt a mixture of joyful comfort and the pleasure of submission.

"Ah...I'm going to cum...ah..."

Job, who was in front, suddenly cried out. Instantly, all the muscles in my body stiffened to the extreme, and the penis inserted into Cui'e's rectum began to swell to its limit.

"Ah...I'm cumming..."

My abdomen slammed heavily onto Cui'e's tender buttocks, followed by a spasm throughout my body. The white, cloudy semen that shot from the tip of my penis intermittently sprayed into Cui'e's bottomless rectum.

"Oh...I'm sorry..."

Job, who was using Cui'e's mouth as a vagina for thrusting, also reached his second climax. He then shot all the white, cloudy semen into Cui'e's mouth, the powerful force almost choking his wife.

"Phew...that feels so good...this bitch's anus is so tight, it's amazing..."

After ejaculating, I let out a comfortable sigh and revealed a satisfied, lewd smile.

Poor Cui'e, her body limp, her obscene valley wide open. A stream of white semen slowly flowed down her wet, fleshy cleft from her anus, creating an extremely lewd scene. White foam, a mixture of saliva and semen, spurted from the corner of her mouth, making her resemble a bitch after being raped.

Of course, I wouldn't let it go so easily. Encouraged by the lustful barrier, I quickly began a third round of intense intercourse, ravaging Cui'e, the stinking bitch. This time, however, the wicked lotus, most skilled in semen-draining techniques, mounted Job's waist, wantonly twisting her plump, lustful buttocks.

With dawn still far off, the room, once again engulfed in depraved intercourse, was filled only with hellish screams and cries of agony.

Four. Two days later, near noon, the poor elven fools, the fortress general of Martinres, Job Sheen, issued a series of orders, transferring ninety percent of the fortress's forces out of Martinres to march to a designated target for exercises.

The sudden order puzzled everyone, but they obeyed without question. After lunch, the armies marched out of the city in orderly fashion.

Job watched the army leave, his eyes vacant and lifeless. For the past two days, Xie Lian had been constantly having intercourse with him, almost completely absorbing all of this peerless master's inner strength. When Xie Lian's body reached its limit and she could absorb no more, her fangs bit into Job's neck, turning him into a vampire.

Xie Lian controlled her puppets, issuing orders to move the army away from the fortress, while I sent out signals to notify our troops lying in ambush nearby. Soon after, the fortress gates opened, welcoming troops dressed in Solancia uniforms. These troops, whose ears were covered by helmets and who wore counterfeit uniforms, numbered only tens of thousands, but based on the fortress map I had previously sent, they quickly took over all the strategic locations within the fortress. By the time the remaining thousands of defenders and residents realized something was wrong, it was too late.

After a bloody crackdown lasting over ten minutes, we gained control of the fortress. But the crisis was far from over. The 280,000 Solancia troops who had left the city, having been severely wounded by the traps and ambushes covering the mountains and valleys of the training grounds, would inevitably sense something was amiss and return to the fortress.

The timing was precise; approximately two hours later, the Solancia army returned to the fortress. Xie Lian smelled the blood in the air; clearly, the traps had worked effectively. But that wasn't enough. Even with 10-20% casualties, and with our forces numbering less than 30,000, they still possessed the formidable strength to retake the fortress.

The dwarven artisans' meticulously designed heavy crossbows, skeleton catapults, and supply cannons… these were all incredibly powerful weapons, and combined with the fortress's main cannon, they were our trump card to regain the upper hand. However, I had an even more powerful move!

I fired a signal flare, and the soldiers opened hundreds of large barrels, sending thick, purplish-red smoke billowing across the entire battlefield. The elves of Solancia, skilled in wind magic, would likely dismiss such a clumsy poison smoke tactic. However, once the drugs in their stomachs started acting up, it was a different story.

In haste, they couldn't obtain large quantities of potent poison, and direct use would be easily detected. Therefore, Xie Lian used a secret technique unique to vampires, incorporating the inherent properties of food, to concoct a large quantity of slow-acting laxatives. Now, the time had come, and with the drugs activating within the thick smoke, over two hundred thousand pointy-eared monsters simultaneously suffered from stomach aches. The battlefield was filled with cries of agony and a stench that

filled the air. "Strike while the iron is hot!" has always been my principle. Even with powerful weapons and fortified walls, 30,000 men against 280,000 is still a difficult task. But when the enemy is merely a pack of helpless, howling dogs clutching their stomachs, it's a different story.

Instantly, crossbow bolts, cannonballs, poison water… even magical missiles, were fired like they were free, filling the sky. The Solancia soldiers, crouching on the ground, didn't even need to aim; every shot hit its mark, more easily than kicking a dog to death. In an instant, massive casualties were inflicted. For the Solancia elves, today would undoubtedly be one of the most tragic days in their history. Two hundred and eighty thousand elite soldiers, for absurd reasons, lay dead on the battlefield, their bodies piled high, their blood flowing everywhere, dying in the most humiliating way.

Although their eyes were filled with anger and resentment, their bodies covered in filth offered little convincing evidence. I wonder what the national funeral rites will say when Solancia holds them for these fallen soldiers? Will they say they went to heaven peacefully? With so many stinking creatures, I doubt any heaven would accept them!

The battle was over. Xie Lian stood beside me, her eyes gleaming with excitement. So much blood should satisfy the Dark Queen's bloodlust! But then, something unexpected happened.

Cui'e, who had been tied to a pillar and was witnessing the suffering of her people, wept uncontrollably. Overwhelmed by the shock, she suddenly cried out, "Husband! I'm so sorry... I'm so sorry to you all!" She then

slammed her head against the pillar, her skull instantly cracking open.

Xie Lian and I were shocked, and she immediately rushed over to check on them. Just as Xie Lian left, Job, standing beside me, suddenly attacked. Firstly, it was unexpected; even though Xie Lian controlled him, he was still a formidable fighter, retaining a sliver of self-awareness. Secondly… it was truly pathetic; even with only a fraction of his power remaining, he was still ten or twenty times stronger than me. In the blink of an eye, he snatched the Hyakkimaru I had aimed at him, knocked me to the ground, and then swung his sword down. Xie Lian tried desperately to help, but it was too late.

I really don't know what this guy was thinking! Hyakkimaru stopped abruptly midway down the mountain. Job looked around, glancing at his beloved wife lying in a pool of blood, then at the carnage of the battlefield outside the fortress. Two tears streamed down his face, and he let out a mournful howl. Then, he swung Hyakkimaru to his neck; the blade was incredibly sharp, blood flashed, and the head fell to the ground.

I was terrified and speechless for a long time. Soon after, Xie Lian, having confirmed that I was unharmed, reported, "Cui'e's injuries are severe, but I am still confident I can save her. As for this one… he's definitely dead. I wonder what Master intends to do with him?"

"Heal the living first. As for the dead one…"

I said gravely, "He was, after all, a martial arts master, a hero in life. We cannot let him lie dead in the wilderness!"

"Ah?"

Xie Lian looked surprised, clearly not expecting this answer.

"So...should we give him a proper burial?"

"This...sigh! Let's skip the expensive stuff!"

I waved my hand and ordered, "Put his head in lime and send it back to the capital. Consider it my doing! The military will probably hang his head at the city gate as a show of force, so it won't be considered leaving his body to rot in the wilderness. Such easy military merit, don't waste it!"

"Master, you...you really are a once-in-a-lifetime scoundrel!"

"Well said, take it as my epitaph!"

If Ahurama's victory was a fluke, then this successful capture of Martinres Fortress was definitely a miracle. Although the score didn't break the previous record, the capture of the fortress known as the "Immortal City," and the near annihilation of the entire Solancia garrison, resulted in minimal casualties for our 30,000 men (while not entirely bloodless, the casualties were minimal; what casualties could there be from operating weapons on the city walls to kill dogs?). This great victory spread throughout the continent in the shortest possible time.

Because we hadn't anticipated the fortress's capture, the military spent considerable effort urgently dispatching personnel to occupy and take over Martinres. Before their arrival, we in the fortress were busy with the aftermath. Selling off the large quantities of supplies within the fortress for personal enrichment was every officer's dream. As for the fortress's inhabitants, based on humanitarian grounds, torture and cruelty were unacceptable to us, who possessed the highest chivalrous spirit. Disdaining such actions, but to conserve food, Xie Lian contacted slave traders from various countries and sold off hundreds of thousands of men, women, and children in the city under the guise of prisoners of war. After deducting various spoils, I pocketed a whopping 30,000 gold coins—a huge windfall.

During the waiting period, a small incident occurred. One night, while I was sound asleep, I was suddenly warned by Mo Ling. I hurriedly hid and escaped assassination. Xie Lian then captured three assassins.

Assassins should normally be killed immediately, but three young and beautiful female assassins were a different story. Under Xie Lian's hypnotic interrogation, they confessed that they were spies for the Black Dragon Society of the East China Sea. A companion had recently lost an important document in Martinles, and they had been ordered to come here. Stealing.

Capturing these three female spies, raping and training them—that's a good idea. However, firstly, I don't have time to waste here; secondly, Xingmei urgently sent a letter yesterday, saying she was pleased with my latest achievement, but the battle at Martinres was bloody, and Solancia will definitely make me their number one target for assassination, with assassinations coming one after another. Therefore, it's not advisable to make more enemies, so I might as well do the Black Dragon Society a favor. I found the so-called important document and handed it to them. The three female spies thanked me profusely and left. I believe this was the right decision. Two days later, I led my original eight hundred cavalrymen in triumph on the return journey.

Along the way, we were greeted by crowds lining the streets, and we were practically treated as national heroes. Titles like "John the Miracle" and "Farrell the Magician" were thrown at us. The weight of this burden on me, if it were a renowned general I admired, would surely worry, "If every victory is so easy, will they next demand I conquer the enemy capital empty-handed?" As we approached the capital, Xie Lian bid me farewell. She needed time to recuperate, to fully integrate the essence she absorbed from Job before returning to my side. Though reluctant, bringing her into the city now would be unwise if discovered, so I readily agreed to her departure.

Upon entering the capital, we received the grandest welcome. For someone who had "defeated the Fist Saint Job Sheen, annihilated the Solancia garrison, and captured the Martinles Fortress," the military had prepared the most luxurious and grand spectacle. Flowers were scattered along the path, and music resounded. We proudly passed through the capital's gates.

That night, feeling lonely and wanting to go to a brothel to vent my frustrations, a petite figure suddenly darted into my bed. It wasn't an assassin, but my beloved little Xingmei, who happily embraced me, pouring out her sorrows and offering her soft, pink body to celebrate my victory.

There was only one thing in common with the assassin: dealing with this wanton little bitch was truly a nightmare!

The next day, at the ceremony, the royal palace officially announced my promotion. Just as Xingmei had said the night before, I was promoted to viscount, appointed commander of ten thousand cavalry, and awarded five thousand gold coins, a large quantity of silk and satin, and a pile of meaningless medals.

How stingy! It's not even as much as I earned in Martinres. Indeed, corruption is the fastest way to make money.

My perverted father only sent a short letter: You are truly my offspring! I could be called "Shinji". Since the military hadn't figured out how to assign me, a war hero, my exact military rank hadn't been announced yet, I spent my days fooling around with Hoshino. And the door of fate opened another unexpected path for us in our ignorance of sorrow.

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