Angel of the Precious Sword

The Angelic Blade

- Opening Chapter:

On an island shrouded in purple mist,

a man dressed entirely in black stands on the isolated island, observing his surroundings as he

swiftly moves through a strange forest overgrown with twisted plants, wasting no energy.

There seems to be some movement beyond the thick fog; the man scans the area with his sharp eyes, becoming increasingly alert.

"Ninja Banban… he's with the heroes who destroyed our Reynolds Legion…"

As the man's whisper is heard, four figures can be vaguely seen appearing.

"So, Reynolds's men…"

The man in black, known as Banban, draws his gleaming short sword and assumes a fighting stance. Soon,

the four figures surround him.

"Not bad, they figured out our plan so quickly…"

At this moment, a woman who seems to be the leader steps forward; her wavy red hair is striking, and she is a beautiful woman as cold as

an iceberg . Her eyes gleamed with a silvery light, and she was clad in a perfectly fitting silver-white soft armor

that accentuated her exquisite figure.

"He's alone, doesn't seem like much. Sherina, leave him to me!"

A petite woman flew out in front of Banban. She

possessed the distinctive bat wings and hooked tail of demons, and her ears were even more pointed and larger than those of legendary fairies. Her youthful appearance,

mischievous smile, and innocent charm were captivating. A clown-like cloak hung around her slender neck, revealing her fair, naked body, like

a forest fairy. Her small, underdeveloped breasts were adorned with pink nipples, and the sparse hair on the inside of her legs

added to her cuteness.

Clang! Clang…

Banban parried the girl's sudden attack with her short sword. Sparks flew as their weapons clashed, producing a crisp clang.

"Ah!"

The girl's cone-shaped weapon couldn't withstand the recoil from Banban's short sword and flew out of her hand. The girl stood frozen, clutching her aching

wrist .

The other three spectators couldn't help but chuckle.

"It's still a long way off! Lamiao, don't tarnish the reputation of the Four Heavenly Kings of Reynolds, you're useless!"

"What? The Four Heavenly Kings of Reynolds? The Reynolds Legion should have been wiped out in that great war, how come...?"

Banban asked, full of doubt. The next person to answer Banban's question was a man who looked exactly like the girl,

his sly smile revealing sharp teeth, a symbol of the underworld nobles.

"You're right, in the battle of Reynolds Island, our side was defeated and fled, but as long as King Reynolds can be resurrected

, we will once again rule the world!"

"Hmph! I've finally found you Four Heavenly Kings who intend to resurrect Reynolds. Although it took some effort,

at least there was a price to pay!"

Banban said as he reached into his robes, took out a smoke bomb, and threw it to the ground.

"Don't even think about escaping, Lightning Palm!"

The red-haired man, wearing golden soft armor, cast a powerful spell, and lightning shot from his fingertips struck Banban.

At the same time, the smoke bomb exploded, instantly filling the air with thick smoke, making it impossible to see one's 　　hand in front of one's face.

"Damn it! That guy is gone!"

"We absolutely can't let him escape, search for him now!"

Reynolds' Four Heavenly Kings split into four directions, chasing after Ninja Ban Ban in the purple smoke. The soft, twilight light shone in through the small window of the bedroom. 　　*Plop...plop...* 　　Sticky liquid dripped continuously onto the white sheets. 　　"Ah!...Mmm..." 　　With the caressing of fingers, the girl couldn't help but moan softly. She rested her cheek on the soft pillow, her round buttocks raised high, savoring the pleasure of the moment. 　　"Ah! No...ah...ah..." 　　The fingers busy moving in and out of her private parts finally touched the most sensitive spot. Her soft, white-haired ears trembled . Soon, a large amount of honey-like fluid gushed from her wet private parts. 　　*Plop...plop...* 　　"Mmm...mmm...ah..." 　　Her snow-white body twisted and contorted, ruffling her honey-colored hair, a characteristic of the Fran?ois tribe. Her deep cat-like eyes were comfortably half-closed, her fluffy tail swaying with her hips in a joyful rhythm. 　　While her left hand continued to stimulate her private parts, her other hand retrieved the short sword from beside the bed. The scabbard was carved from smooth ivory , with silver patterns inlaid at the end. The supine girl boldly spread her legs, revealing a pale pink slit. After sexual training and the trials of the demon army, her labia had grown large enough to swallow a man's penis entirely. Although she had recently been frequently teasing it with her fingers , it remained as pink as if it had never been used. 　　"Ugh...ah...ah..." 　　After tentatively probing at the entrance, her left hand slowly widened the slit. 　　"It's in...ah...faster...I can't take it anymore..." 　　It was like a soft whisper to a lover, but there was no one else in the bedroom. 　　The ivory scabbard plunged deep into the girl's tender flesh. 　　"Ah... ooh... ahhh... faster... faster... ah... don't stop..." 　　A gurgling sound filled the air as the girl thrust the scabbard violently into her tender flesh. Her other hand, not idle, kneaded her high, firm breasts, the movements growing increasingly intense. 　　"Ahhh! Ah... um... Banban... I love you to death! Ah! So good!" 　　The girl's body convulsed on the double bed, reaching orgasm... 　　"Sorry, interrupting you while you're enjoying yourself..." 　　A sudden voice reached her ears. 　　"Ah—!" The girl couldn't help but scream. 　　On the small window of the bedroom was a dog-like face, its eyes somewhat lecherous, drool dripping from the corner of its mouth. 　　The girl, lying on the bed enjoying the afterglow of their recent lovemaking, jumped up in fright. 　　"You... what are you doing!" 　　The girl wrapped herself in the sheet, still angry, and cursed. She drew the short sword she had just used to please herself, assuming a fighting stance. 　　"Oh dear! Bell, you're so heartless. If you don't mind my thing, I can satisfy you as many times as you want, but you..." 　　"Hey! When did you start peeping..." 　　"I rang the doorbell several times, but... so I came all the way here..."

"I'm asking when you started being there... you idiot!"

"From... when you stuck that dagger in there..."

"You bastard! Get out of here!"

The dog, seeing the dagger flying towards it, cowered in fear.

"Wait... wait! I'm here on urgent business!"

"Long time no see, I'm happy too, but... peeping at someone's... is unforgivable..."

The girl, wrapped in a sheet, grabbed her clothes hanging on the wall and flew out the window.

The werewolf in kung fu attire was already waiting there.

"Prepare yourself, Papi!" the girl said.

"Hey! Wait... Banban... he's in big trouble!"

Papi, with a sword pointed at his throat by the girl, hurriedly explained his purpose, otherwise he might really be killed.

"You mean Banban...? What happened to him!?"

Bell grabbed Papi's long robe and dragged him into the house.

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The ideal world of harmony between humans and nature, the world of Fofina. In this dreamlike world, all kinds of

humans live peacefully together. Even elves and animals enjoy this happiness.

In the world of Fofina, all living beings possess a sexual energy called Shakti. They exchange and

enjoy this energy, making it a world without conflict.

However, the curse sealed underground for thousands of years was broken, and the lewd Demon King Reynolds regained his freedom. Possessing godlike,

limitless power, the Demon King once again began his activities to seize control of the world.

Reynolds unleashed the hidden lust within all living beings; anyone bitten by his venomous fangs instantly

became a slave to his manipulation. These slaves transformed into cruel monsters known as Reynolds's Monster Legion.

The lust for sex in this monster legion was like a bottomless abyss.

These creatures constantly ambushed other beings, aiming to absorb the sexual energy Shakti. Those whose

Shakti also became members of the monsters, continuing to be drained of their energy.

Reynolds's scheme was to turn all living beings into sexual angels who mutually enjoyed each other's bodies.

In a short period, cities were attacked one after another by the Reynolds Legion, and devastation ravaged everything

. If this continued, the world would soon be devastated.

Fortunately, five heroes, now widely known, appeared. Each possessed superhuman sexual desire and

skills, using them to fight back against the monster legion, which was like a sex machine.

Although some said their animalistic debauchery disqualified them from being messengers of justice, they

did defeat the Reynolds Legion and successfully sealed Reynolds underground. Having eradicated such a great evil, people had no choice but to call

them messengers of justice.

The stories of Bell, Papi, Charles, Sugarball, and Ainu spread far and wide.

But for these people who had regained peace, the names of these five saviors were not so important; they simply

knew that such a thing existed. Indeed, restoring this long-destroyed world was already enough to keep them busy.

* * *

"...It's been a year since the battle of Reynolds Island. I wonder how everyone is doing now!?"

Bell glared at Papbi, who was gazing into the distance with a wistful expression.

"This isn't the time to be lost in thought! Tell me, Banban, what happened!"

Bell had reunited with her childhood sweetheart, Banban, during their adventures and they had become engaged after the war.

She had wanted to marry him immediately, but Banban had quickly

embarked on another journey to investigate the whereabouts of Reynolds' remaining followers around the world.

Banban, who used to write back from wherever he went, had been completely silent for the past month. She was worried when she suddenly

heard ; no wonder Bell was so anxious.

Papbi took a corked bottle from his backpack; inside was a note.

"Found it on the beach of the Lidia coast."

It was found by Papi, a warrior of the Outer Uru tribe with a wolf's head, while he

was traveling .

"I knew it was Banban's handwriting as soon as I saw the note inside, woof..."

Bell pulled out the cork and took out the note with trembling hands.

"The moon over the sea, a purple sigh, a thousand knots of white clouds, only this woman can decipher it. Banban."

Although the handwriting was messy, it was definitely Banban's. Especially when she saw the bloodstain in one corner of the note, Bell's

heart ached. He must have written it in a very critical moment.

Composing poems was Banban's hobby, and sometimes it was also a kind of code to avoid being exposed by the enemy. During the battle with Reynolds,

Banban often used this kind of poetic code to convey information to help Bell.

"I know it was written by Banban, but I still have no idea what it is trying to imply... woof!" Papi

scratched his head and grinned foolishly.

"It's understandable that you don't understand... even I only know the last symbol."

Papi hurriedly packed his luggage, thinking that if he kept wasting time like this, Ling'er would never invite him for tea anyway, so he might as well set

off .

"He went missing off the coast of Liberia, but there aren't any islands in that area..."

Ling'er tightly clutched the note left by her fiancé.

"Banban... I will definitely come to save you; but..."

"But what?"

"If you have time to think about what code to use, how to write it... it's more practical to think about whether to escape or fight."

Adventure 1 The sadistic hero reappears

"Hmm... ah... ah..." A

girl's moans, which sounded like both pain and pleasure, were heard. In the dim light, several women could be vaguely seen being ravaged by the alien

creature .

The soft tentacles gripped the girls' tender skin, and their bodies were covered in sticky fluid. The girls were

wrapped in its tentacles and played with like toys, their private parts overflowing with juices, and the man's proud penis was

mercilessly inserted.

"Ah! No... Ah! It hurts! Mmm..."

Just as she let out a groan, another erect penis cut her off, and then a hard

rod was buried inside her tender anus. The sticky love juice flowed like a burst dam, making squelching sounds inside her as it moved back and forth.

Her breasts, prematurely developed, swayed with her movements. The girl, who had just been fiercely resisting, now felt

waves of pleasure washing over her.

"Ah... um... so good... no... don't stop..."

one of the monsters violating the girl cried out.

"Hehehe... that's it, enjoy it! The more horny, the better! For the resurrection of King Reynolds, we need more Shakti..."

"Who... ah... it's Reynolds... um..."

"He's our god, he's sealed in another dimension, and you will soon become his servants, helping to collect the sexual energy of

this world."

These weren't alien creatures; they were clearly Reynolds's nectar-collecting angels.

Suddenly, the door opened, and several people filed in, all unfamiliar faces. Among them, the girl was indeed wearing clothes from another

world . A strange top that resembled a silk scarf wrapped around her upper body, a light blue mini-skirt, loose socks, and leather ankle boots…

“What…what are you doing? Are you…taking a photoshoot? A photobook, right? Why don’t you take your clothes off?”

“I know, they’re filming a pornographic movie! Huh, really?”

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“Elena…Elena!”

The priestess Elena finally woke up from her nightmare.

Secretly watching Elena, who was covered in sweat, was a green-haired, fairy-like girl. She wore a transparent bodysuit, it was hard to tell if

it was pajamas or casual clothes.

“Ah…Little Sugarball, I had a terrible dream…”

“You keep talking in your sleep, what’s wrong?”

“The Reynolds’s sedation monster…but, the location isn’t in Forfina, it’s in another world.”

“Calm down…here!”

Little Sugarball handed her a glass of ice water.

Although Elena was only a twelve-year-old nucleus, she was a priestess and had the ability to foresee the future. Born in the

harsh , she received special care as the chieftain's daughter. Though she appeared childlike, her body was curvaceous

and alluring. She seemed more like an adult than the self-proclaimed seventeen-year-old Sugarball.

Seeing the young priest's lingering fear, Sugarball felt a pang of reluctance.

"That terrible dream, did it foreshadow something?"

The days of battle flashed through Sugarball's mind.

She hadn't known she would become one of the warriors to defeat Reynolds, but it was indeed this

innocent fairy girl who had stabbed Reynolds in the buttocks.

"We finally regained peace, but then..."

Although she didn't know what Elena's dream foreshadowed, she occasionally dreamt of inexplicable scenes, whether they were from

the past, future, or distant places, and they always held a deeper meaning. In fact, Elena had used this ability

to resolve many things.

"I'm sorry! I made you worry..." Elena stood up and took Sugarball's hand.

To avoid reminding Little Sugarball of her lover who died in the Reynolds War, Elena forced a cheerful smile, but she couldn't

truly dispel the cloud hanging over her heart.

***

The two left their dormitory and headed towards the breakfast hall, a large hall that could accommodate dozens of people at once.

Little Sugarball and Elena were currently in Rost City.

Rost City was located in the center of the world of Fofina, an ancient city. The Rost family had originally declined and

was almost forgotten. However, after the death of the city lord's family involved in the Reynolds War, it gradually became lively again

under .

After the Reynolds War, Little Sugarball and Elena temporarily stayed in Rost, wanting to study

the angels who helped the heroes in the war. They heard that Rost City was a city created by the descent of angels, making it the best place to study angels.

"Good morning, you two! What a refreshing morning!"

The blond man sitting opposite Little Sugarball greeted them gently; he was the young mage

Sangre, who was studying angels with them.

"Huh? You guys seem a bit listless! At times like this, you should really take a deep breath of the fresh morning air. Like this…

inhale… I'm inhaling deeply… Wow! The scent of morning dew, the smell of freshly baked bread, today will be another beautiful day."

He was so lively and cheerful, though he had somewhat lost the dignity of a mage, his skills were genuine, which was why he became

Rost 's court mage.

"Inhale… I inhale… Ah! Bread crumbs got into my nose… Achoo—!"

Little Sugarball and Elena were sprayed with breadcrumbs all over their faces.

"Ah! How rude of me, I'll clean you up right away… Ah—how did a banana peel get here? Ah!"

Thud—clang…

He had tried to hold onto the table corner to avoid falling, but instead lost his balance, and he and the table tipped over, sending

the bowls, plates, and food flying high into the air.

"Ha! That lazy roll was really ugly, so embarrassing, haha…"

What a talkative man, the kind who even misuses idioms.

"But seriously, why do you all have such long faces?"

Sangre, his face covered in vegetable soup, asked Elena while wiping his face.

"N-nothing... Oh, Elena!" Little Sugarball answered for her with a wry smile.

"When Miss Elena has that expression, it's probably a sign that something is about to happen, isn't it?"

"Tell me first... Sangre, do you know anything about other worlds?"

"Other worlds, those are worlds in a different time and space than the world of Forphina. Let's say our Forphina is

a page , then the countless other pages that exist at the same time as us are other worlds. In other words, other dimensions."

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"...So it can be said that it's a world completely unrelated to Forphina, right?"

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