[Crossing Through the Sword Wind] Chapter 5: Integration of the Golden Age - Completed

The Black Dog Knights are a legion of criminals from the Kingdom of Midland. While their bravery rivals
that of the Eagle Legion, they are brutal and wicked. Whether on enemy territory or within Midland's borders,
if it's a battlefield, they indiscriminately burn, kill, and plunder, raping women and even murdering the elderly and children. They are like
the Japanese invaders of China—a group of insane villains.
The leader of the Black Dog Knights is an apostle named Huaald, who is particularly cruel.
He is currently ordered to hunt down Guts and his companions, who are fleeing. Even during the pursuit, the Black Dog Knights
continue their atrocities. They
are currently carrying out a brutal massacre at a farmhouse that helped Guts and his group.
The male head of the household was impaled on a pillar with a short sword through his mouth; his three young sons were thrown into the fire and burned alive
; and his youngest daughter was torn to shreds and was fleeing.
The farmer's daughter, naked, screamed and tried to escape the demonic black dog soldiers surrounding her,
but her resistance was futile. She was eventually captured by Huaald, who wore a black dog-skin hood.
Huaald said, "My principle is pleasure and the pursuit of thrills."
He then pulled down his trousers, revealing his ugly genitals, and was about to penetrate the helpless girl beneath him
when suddenly, someone kicked him powerfully in the groin from behind. Huaald screamed
in agony, tumbling ten times in the air before crashing headfirst to the ground, howling and clutching his
groin as he rolled on the floor.
The newcomer was me, who was about to rejoin Casca's group .
Seeing their leader injured, the surrounding black dog soldiers drew their weapons and charged towards me frantically.
The crooked-mouthed black dog soldier yelled, "Where did this guy come from?!"
The squinty-eyed black dog soldier shouted, "Everyone, attack! Kill him!"
I watched as more than a dozen black dog soldiers charged at me, my eyes turning fierce. I drew my broadsword and
cleaved the leading black dog soldier in two with a single stroke, blood and entrails splattering everywhere. Without pausing, I turned and
slashed horizontally, severing the second black dog soldier in half at the waist. The soldier, his upper body severed, tumbled in the air.
Then, I slashed twice more, cutting off half the bodies of two more charging black dog soldiers before running back into the terrified
horde of black dog soldiers. A frenzied slaughter ensued, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen black dog soldiers were reduced to a pile of
minced meat on the ground. Those who hadn't suffered fatal wounds were either missing limbs or half their heads, rolling on the ground and howling
in agony.
Bald Black Dog Soldier: "Ahhhhhh!!!! My hand!!!!"
Mustache Black Dog Soldier: "My foot!!! My foot!! It hurts!! It hurts!!!"
I flung the intestines hanging from my broadsword, and suddenly felt a gust of wind hit my head from behind. I turned around and
grabbed the wooden stick that was hitting me with a bang. I saw Walder holding a wooden stick, clutching his groin, staring at
me with his eyes as big as brass bells. The wooden stick that was hitting me was being squeezed so tightly that it made a deep handprint.
Walder: "You've got some skills, that's exciting." After saying that, he swung his huge left fist at me, and I simultaneously... Suddenly
, I unleashed a powerful punch. Although Hua'ald was strong, he looked like a clown compared to me, who possessed Kratos's power.
Our fists collided with a loud "bang," followed by the sound of bones shattering. Hua'ald
dropped the wooden club, clutching his broken fingers and letting out a bloodcurdling scream.
He howled, "Ahhhhhh!!!!!!!!! Haha…that was
exciting! Who are you anyway? Are you with the Band of the Hawk?"
I replied, "You don't need to know for someone who's about to die." With that, I tossed the wooden club aside
and walked away. I strode towards Walder.
Seeing me approach, Walder refused to give up and charged at me, reaching out his massive hand to grab me. I ducked to
avoid Walder's claws and landed an uppercut on his chin, sending him
flying backward.
I planted my large knife in the ground and quickly approached the sprawling Walder, grabbing his neck and
slamming his head to the ground. Then, I began to relentlessly punch Walder's monkey-
like face.
With each punch, Walder coughed up blood. After more than ten punches… After the punch, I grabbed Walder
's hair and rained down blows on his face. Walder's filthy blood
splattered onto my face with each of my furious punches, blurring my vision. I beat Walder relentlessly
for ten minutes, until one side of his face was caved in.
I wiped the blood from my face, stood up, picked up a wooden stick from the ground, kicked Walder over, and stepped
on his buttocks.
"Since you like thrills so much," I said, "how about this?" With that, I forcefully
shoved the stick into Walder's anus.
Walder jerked his head up, let out a groan, and then passed out.
I also gained the power of (Black Dog's Speed).
Me: "Tsk... It disgusts me to have the power of someone like you. What a waste of my time.
I'll join up with Grievous and the others." With that, I turned and walked to the large sword stuck in the ground, drawing it and sheathing it.
I approached the naked girl still slumped on the ground. The
girl was stunned by what had just happened. I patted her face to calm her down.
She hugged herself tightly, helplessly looking at the chaotic scene around her. The tragic deaths of her family had shattered her defenses,
and she burst into tears.
After crying for a while, a strong hand appeared before her. She looked up at a handsome young
man with dark hair and stopped crying.
Me: "Come with me."
The girl hesitated for a moment, then nodded, grabbed my hand, and stood up. I held the naked girl in my arms;
she was still sobbing.
Me: "What's your name?"
Girl: "My name is... Mina."
Me: "Mina, hold me tight." After saying that, I hugged Mina. Black dog soldiers surrounded
me, but none dared to take a step forward after I glared at them fiercely.
I held the naked Mina tightly, spread my Night Wings, and
flew towards the Snowstorm Mansion, ignoring the shouts of the Black Dog soldiers around me.
Huaald, lying in a pool of blood, suddenly twitched his fingers and exhaled…
Flying back to the Snowstorm Mansion, Queen Isabella, seeing me return with a naked girl in my arms,
was puzzled.
Queen Isabella asked, “Who is this girl that Master suddenly returned with?”
After I briefly explained Mina’s situation, Queen Isabella frowned and said, “It’s the Black Dogs,
poor child.” Hearing Mina’s plight, Isabella lovingly hugged the girl.
I said, “Mina is in your care now. I have other matters to attend to, so I’ll be leaving.” I turned and left, while
Isabella led Mina into the Snowstorm Mansion to prepare a new set of clothes for her…
I had previously asked Mina if she had seen Casca and the others. After Mina told me the direction, I
flew quickly in the direction she indicated.
Flying along, I found the corpses of Black Hound soldiers chopped into pieces everywhere, the result of Guts' greatsword. Continuing
forward,
I crossed a blown-up bridge and stopped in a valley, looking at the
Black Hound soldiers' bodies crushed by boulders and charred by gunpowder. I thought to myself, "That mad dog is really fast."
Using the power of (Black Hound Speed), I quickly traversed the dense forest. Not far into the forest, I saw
the corpses of Black Hound soldiers and Band of the Hawk scattered all around. Judau and Gorkas led a group of soldiers surrounding a giant, three-eyed,
one-mouthed monster resembling a gorilla. Guts lay face down at the monster's feet, his greatsword no longer in his hand. The monster's
upper body was that of the Black Hound, Walder, while in its hands it clutched Casca, her armor stripped off.
Me: "I'll fuck you, you filthy monkey, get your filthy hands off me!"
Hearing my deafening roar, Walder turned his massive body, a spiky
tentacle extending from his enormous mouth towards Casca. Seeing this, I instantly flew into a rage, drawing my greatsword and hurling it at the filth in Walder's mouth
. The rapidly spinning blade sliced through the monster's mouth, continuing its spinning motion to
strike the wrist holding Casca. The monster, in pain, pulled out the sword and threw it aside, Casca freed from its massive grasp and
falling to the ground. 　　 Walder screamed
, "My...my ... 　　 Monster Huaald: "Ah!! You!! It's you!!!" 　　 I roared, "You're really resilient, you're still alive!" 　　 Monster Huaald screamed at me madly, "I'll take your life!! Ah!!!!!!!" Before he could finish, 　　a greatsword burst from the monster's gaping maw. It was Guts, who had already woken up. He picked up the greatsword and stabbed it into Monster Huaald's 　　back. 　　 Guts: "How can I let you steal the spotlight?" 　　 Monster Huaald: "You're still alive? You're all going to die!!!" Saying that, he turned and attacked Guts, who was holding 　　the greatsword. My weapons were embedded in a tree trunk in the distance . 　　 A soldier from the Band of the Hawk handed me the twin swords I had left at camp. 　　I grabbed a rope, tied it to the swords, and charged towards the behemoth fighting Guts. 　　 Grabbing the behemoth's fur, I quickly climbed onto its shoulder and plunged my sword into its flesh. 　　The behemoth, Huaald, noticed me in pain. At the same time, I punched Huaald in the face, then swung 　　to its other shoulder and plunged my sword into its corpse. I jumped down, grabbing 　　the rope attached to the sword hilt... With a shout, Guts forcefully yanked the monster, Huaald, onto a nearby tree, while simultaneously leaping 　　onto Huaald's body. He plunged his greatsword into the monster's belly and slashed upwards, spraying blood 　　onto Guts. Just when everyone thought the monster was dead, its hands suddenly grabbed Guts and 　　hurled him, sending him spinning and crashing into a tree. 　　 Huaald 　　 , still clinging to the rope behind it, threw me along with it, then leaped up and charged towards 　　me and Guts. "Waald leaps!" 　　 The monster crashed to the ground like a cannonball, sending dirt and tree trunks flying. Guts was 　　thrown into the air by the force, but I managed to roll aside in time, the rope on my hand gone. 　　 Monster Waald: "Waald backhand punch!" Guts, who was in mid-air, was 　　sent flying by a backhand punch from Monster Waald and hung motionless on a tree in the distance. 　　 Monster Waald: "Huh? Just now... is he dead?" It said, walking towards Guts hanging in the tree, 　　about to reach out and grab him. 　　 Suddenly, Guts struck out, slicing open the monster's eye on its chest with its sword. Monster Waald screamed, clutching its giant eye, 　　and angrily punched Guts, but Guts dodged and cut its hand. 　　 Monster Waald's severed hand slowly healed. "You bastard... I'm tired of playing with you, I'm going to 　　kill you!" 　　 Guts gripped the greatsword tightly, his body covered in blood, trembling slightly. 　　 In that moment of crisis, I grabbed the large sword I had thrown aside and charged at the giant beast, slashing at its legs. The monster, 　　Huaald, roared and turned to attack me. Under Huaald's frenzied attacks, I used my (Black Dog 　　Speed) to circle around it, swinging my sword. Huaald, with its astonishing regenerative abilities 　　, engaged me in a tug-of-war. While we were exchanging blows, I leaped and landed on Huaald's outstretched arm. With 　　a single stroke, I severed Huaald's left shoulder eye. As it clutched its left eye, 　　I also severed its right eye. Huaald howled in agony, clutching its shoulders, and wildly flung its fists at me, creating 　　deep craters and sending sand, rocks, and trees flying. Using the surrounding sand and rocks as cover, I quickly darted into the deep forest. 　　 Hua Ald, unable to find me, searched everywhere: "Hey! Come out! If you're still alive, come back to me! This is really 　　troublesome. I haven't suffered like this in a hundred years, no wonder I'm so angry! Hey! Come out! 　　 I can kill you a little less forcefully!" 　　 Suddenly, Hua Ald sensed something amiss under a large, densely canopied tree, feeling someone might be behind it. Hua Ald 　　let out a cold laugh, "How adorable! Hua Ald's hand chop!!" He then cleaved the tree in two with a single blow, discovering...

Behind the tree lay only the corpse of a black dog henchman. Looking up, he saw a figure charging towards him, grinning maliciously. "You're quite the
trickster! Here's a punch for you!" But when he struck the flying shadow
, it turned out to be a piece of wood clad in armor. Then, the bare-chested Guts, wielding a greatsword, stabbed down
at Huaald's head. "What!" Huaald raised his giant claws to block, but Guts' greatsword pierced Huaald's palm
and snapped with a crack. Guts, using the momentum of his charge, plunged the broken blade into Huaald's neck. The monster Huaald
cried out in pain and reached for me, but I, who had rushed up, used my greatsword to rip open Huaald's stomach. Instantly,
a large amount of blood and filth gushed from Huaald's wound.
The monster Huaald was being strangled by Guts: "Damn it!"
Guts drew a short sword from his back and plunged it into Huaald's chest, then pulled it out and stabbed it
into Huaald's eye. Even so, Huaald didn't die. He leaned back forcefully, slamming Guts, who was strangling him,
into a large tree behind him. Guts was momentarily stunned and fell to the ground.
With a broken blade in his neck and a short sword in his eye, Huaald slowly turned around. I roared and leaped
up, slashing my greatsword into Huaald's body. Blood gushed from the wound, and Huaald
howled as he fell to the ground.
The Band of the Hawk fell silent. Casca, shirtless and swaying her large breasts, ran towards me and hugged
me, who was covered in blood.
Casca: "Siegfried! Are you alright?"
Me: "I'm fine, Casca. Now it's time for the hero to receive his gift." After saying that,
I hugged Casca tightly in my arms beside the monster's corpse and kissed her cherry lips. Casca excitedly responded to my kiss,
tears of joy streaming from her eyes.
In the princess's bedroom in the capital city of Mitland, Princess Sharlut woke up from a deep dream. In her dream, she
dreamed that in the darkness, a tall, black-haired man with outstretched black wings held her in his arms. The man
inserted his thick penis into her tender vagina, and she responded fiercely to the man's thrusts, moaning wildly until she reached orgasm. Princess Sharlut
woke up with a start, got up, and lifted the sheet to find that the sheet was already wet.
Sharluth: "Ugh, I had that strange dream again. Why wasn't the man in my dream Grievous?
Who could it be?"
Handmaid Anna: "Your Highness, you're awake."
Sharluth: "Anna... Where's Lord Grievous? Is he alright?"
Handmaid Anna: "Your Highness, don't worry, there's no news of Grievous's arrest in the city."
Sharluth: "That's good..."
Handmaid Anna: "Then I'll go and fetch the head lady-in-waiting and the royal physician."
Sharluth: "Anna... I'm sorry, I'm always so willful and make you worry."
"It's alright, Your Highness," said Anna, opening the door and leaving. The moment she closed the door,
Anna's eyes flashed red. "Continue with your master's orders."
Inside the bedroom, Princess Sharluth, panting in her transparent nightgown, opened the window and gazed at the sky, recalling her
first time with Griffith. Suddenly, she felt something strange in her mouth. She reached in and pulled out a short, thick,
curly black hair covered in saliva.
"Is this...my hair?" Sharluth
wondered. Just then, a dark shadow swept across the distant sky and flew away.
"A bird...what kind of bird is that?" Sharluth thought .
In the distant forest, the Band of the Hawk, after a great battle, had set up a temporary camp to comfort the wounded.
"Ouch! Be gentle!" Casca was stitching up Guts's wounds.
Casca: "Don't yell, you'll make me mess things up. We're both fighting monsters in pairs, look at Sigfy
, he wasn't seriously injured. You were too reckless, you didn't know how to dodge and charged in, that's why you're like this."
Guts: "Shut up! But Sigfy, you're really something, fighting such a big monster
without getting seriously injured. Looks like I underestimated you before."
Me: "That's just luck. But Guts, bear with the pain, quickly treat your wound, and then give Casca
back to me so I can check your injuries."
Casca looked at me anxiously: "Ah, Sigfy, where are you hurt? Let me see."
Me: "I've been hit somewhere and it's swollen. I need Casca's careful treatment to go down."
Hearing this, Casca angrily turned around and hit me, pulling on the stitches of Guts's wound, and Guts cried out in pain.
Judau was changing Grievous's bandages nearby, the two of them silently watching Casca and me playfully fighting
.
Judau: "Alright, you two can rest here." With that, the three of us left the tent.
Casca: "Griffith... welcome back."
Outside the tent, Casca asked Judau about Griffith's injuries.
Judau: "Although I'm not a doctor, his hands, feet, and tendons are all broken. He can't even stand up and hold a sword
..."
Casca, upon hearing this, lowered her head, turned, and left, instructing everyone to prepare for crossing the border that night.
On one side of the camp, several daring Band of the Hawk soldiers, wielding spears, discussed the monster's corpse.
The ponytail soldier: "Look, it's terrifying! This monster seems capable of swallowing a bear whole."
The short-haired blond soldier: "What kind of monster is this?"
The ponytail soldier: "Who knows? I don't even dare to imagine. Captain Guts and Sigfy are really amazing, they actually..."
"How could they defeat such a monster?"
The short-haired blond soldier exclaimed, "Ah. They're not human anymore."
The ponytail soldier continued, "It's a battle between three monsters. Captain Guts and Commander Grievous are both back."
The short-haired blond soldier added, "Yes, that means our Band of the Hawk can regain its former glory.
This day has been so long."
Suddenly, a short-haired soldier turned to look at the monster's corpse, sensing it had moved slightly.
The ponytail soldier asked, "What's wrong?"
The short-haired soldier replied, "Nothing, maybe I'm just being too sensitive..."
While
everyone was busy, I pulled Casca aside to a quiet spot.
I said, "Casca, Captain Guts is back, and Grievous is back too. The Band of the Hawk is about to return to its former glory."
It's not like the happy, harmonious family we used to be.
Casca: "Yes, it's been too long for everyone to wait for this day."
Me: "Casca, have you... ever thought about leaving here?"
Casca: "Leave here? Do you mean crossing the border?"
Me: "No, I mean leaving the Band of the Hawk. Now that Guts and Grievous are back, they're enough
. I'm tired of this life. I want to get away from this battlefield with you, settle down in a beautiful place
, have a few children playing around us, and live a carefree life."
Casca stared at me blankly after hearing my words, then said... She said, "I...I really like everything you say,
it makes me yearn for it. But...now is not the time...after all, Grievous just came back, and everyone's hearts haven't
settled down yet. So...I'm sorry."
I angrily said, "Is Grievous that important to you?!"
Casca said, "It's not Grievous's problem, it's just that now is not the time to leave the Band of the Hawk, I
..."
Before Casca could finish, I interrupted, "Enough! In the end, you still care about that guy Grievous,
you know he..." I was about to say that if Casca didn't leave now, Grievous would sacrifice the entire... The Band of the Hawk would all be
devoured by the Angels, but since that hadn't happened, it was utterly unconvincing. Thinking this, I angrily turned and
punched the large tree beside me, making it rattle loudly. I wanted to use (Evil Eye Binding) to mind control Casca,
but what difference would that make from being a puppet in the Snowstorm Mansion? What I wanted was a
real, warm Casca, someone with flesh and blood, to hold in my arms.
Casca was silent for a moment, then clutched her stomach and said to me, "Sigurd… I…"
Before she could finish, a scream erupted from the camp. Casca and I… Looking towards the camp, we saw the monster Hua'ald
charging into the Band of the Hawk's camp, howling. "I don't want to... I don't want to die!"
Blood gushed from countless wounds on Hua'ald's body as it roared and destroyed
the tent where Guts and Grievous were. "No... no... I don't want to die."
I thought, "This guy is really troublesome." Casca and I followed the others and rushed towards the monster.
Casca asked, "Guts, Grievous, how are you?!"
Hua'ald seemed to be searching for something: "Where?" When it saw Grievous lying on the ground,
it grabbed him in its hand.
Casca: "Griffiths!"
The monster held Griffiths high in its hand. "Don't move! Or I'll crush him." Everyone immediately stopped
moving.
Monster Huaald: "Damn it! Damn it! These ants actually managed to... Oh no... There's no time
... If I die here... I'll be in that vortex... forever..." After saying that, Monster Huaald
spat out blood, his eyes filled with deep fear.
Monster Huaald shook Griffiths in its hand: "Hey! Quickly call those people out! If you
really are what Zod said, and will become one of those people, you should be holding the bright red Behelet
... the Overlord's Egg... and summon it out... Use that thing... to summon the angels who protect us... the four
hands of the gods!!"
Casca: "That's enough. Put Griffiths down. You have no chance of winning." Casca
commanded everyone. Holding crossbows, they surrounded the monster, Huaald.
Huaald: "You...hehe...hahahaha..."
Casca: "What's so funny about monsters!"
Huaald: "I can't stand the way your eyes are all so bright. Your eyes don't
look like those of warriors, but like the eyes of children who've got a toy. Is this guy what made you
like this? This guy is your most treasured toy. What a lucky bunch, so oblivious to everything.
Your precious toy is already broken."
With that, Huaald stripped Grievous of her armor.
Casca: "Stop!!!"
Grievous's armor was stripped off, revealing her tortured and mangled body.
Huaald: "Hahaha...look at his scarred body! For the past year, he's
been tortured by that perverted warden in the Tower of Rebirth, more than just skinned alive..." His tendons, ligaments, and even
his tongue have all been cut off! Although you intended to support this guy and the Band of the Hawk, unfortunately, you've bet on the wrong horse
! This guy can no longer fight, he can't even hold a sword, no, he can't even stand up. He's like a worm
crawling on the ground; he won't survive alone from now on! You have no hope left! Not even a sliver!"
Saying this, he grabbed Grievous's neck, "Don't move! I still have the strength to break this guy's neck!"
Monster Huaald: "Alright! In this atmosphere of utter despair, hurry up and do what you need to do. If you
don't hurry, my eyes are starting to blur. Huh?" Monster Huaald stared at Guts's empty chest
and shouted nervously, "Where is Behemoth? No way! It should be on you... Don't joke around
... If there's no such thing... I... What should I do?"
Monster Huaald panicked. As Zhang spoke, a colossal black shadow, even taller than the monster Huaald, crashed down
behind him.
The enormous, horned, lion-headed monster, its bat wings flapping, stood behind Huaald.
Huaald: "You…you are…" Before he could finish, the lion-headed behemoth plunged its horns into Huaald
's back, pinning him to the top of its head.
The Band of the Hawk soldiers: "Zod! The immortal Zod!!"
Huaald, coughing up blood, cried out: "Zod…Zod! What are you planning to do! Is it
the orders of those big shots! No…there's no reason…acting according to desire…that's the only commandment for us Apostles
…even if I kill this guy here…no one will blame me…even if this guy is
(the fifth person) it's the same…"
The immortal Zod: "That's right, even if I tear you to pieces here, that's my freedom!" With that, it
forcefully tore at Huaald's body.
"No, no, that's not the same thing... It hurts so much!! Wait! Stop! Please stop!!
Aren't we comrades? This... this guy doesn't have it! He doesn't have Behelit on him! He's not
the person we're looking for!"
The Undying Zod: "Anyway, you have no chance to survive!" With that, he forcefully
snapped Zod in two at the waist, his intestines gushing out, blood gushing from his mouth as he screamed
in agony. Grievous, released from his grasp, fell and was caught by Guts. Everyone rushed towards Grievous.
Casca: "Are you alright?" As they looked up at the towering black beast, they felt a wave of oppression
.
The Undying Zod looked at the mangled body in Guts' arms: "That thing will definitely return to your hands, that thing
... is destined to be yours..." He then flapped his wings, ready to fly away.
Guts: "Wait, I have something to ask you! What is Eclipse? Isn't it this monster?"
The Undying Zold: "You're talking about inescapable death! You'll find out soon... soon
..."
At Guts's call, everyone stared blankly at the departing behemoth. Just then, a soldier pointed at
the corpse of the dead Huaald and said, "Quick! Look!"
A huge circular hole appeared centered on Huaald's body, and from it emerged a large number of strange,
black humanoid figures screaming. They stretched out their deformed hands, grabbed Huaald's corpse, and slowly dragged it downwards.
These bizarre creatures formed humanoid chains, continuously pulling Huaald's body into a giant vortex
. Then it vanished. A puff of smoke followed, leaving behind
the body of a frail old man, a broken blade protruding from his neck, his abdomen ripped open, lying in a pool of blood.
On the border of Midland, weeds and stones littered the landscape. On the desolate land, the Band of the Hawk gathered
, discussing whether Grievous could rise again and their future plans. I paid no attention to their discussion
, pacing anxiously to the side, waiting for them to finish.
When Casca was about to turn and leave, I rushed up to her.
Me: "Casca..."
Casca: "Please give me some time. It will be some time before we rendezvous with the special forces. Before that,
please let me think about it some more." She then ignored my cries and turned to leave. I was left kicking a stone in anger.
At dusk, I found Casca sitting alone beside the carriage, crying. I rushed over and hugged her,
asking what was wrong.
Casca: "It's okay...it's really okay..." Then, crying, she hugged me tightly. "I'm sorry, I can't
go with you. That proud Grievous has become like this...I can't abandon him..."
At this moment, Guts also came over. "I'm sorry...I've disturbed you...I've come to say goodbye..."
Casca: "Guts, are you leaving too?!"
Guts: "I'm sorry...I..."
At this moment, the carriage next to us suddenly shook and started moving.
Casca: "Oh no! Did Grievous hear what I just said?!"
Guts immediately drove another carriage to chase after them. Upon learning that Grievous had escaped in the carriage, Casca and
the others also gave chase. I had no choice but to follow.
We came to a lake, and saw the setting sun gradually being swallowed by the shadows.
Me: "It's a solar eclipse! Oh no!" I hurriedly ran to the front of the crowd, grabbed Casca's hand, pulled her off
the horse, picked her up, and ran in the opposite direction.
Casca: "Siegfried, what are you doing?! Let go!"
Me: "No time to explain, run with me, or it'll be too late!"
I grabbed Casca and hurriedly ran in the opposite direction, using (Black Dog Speed) to sprint and dodge
the approaching shadows behind me. The sun was stained black by the growing shadows.
Countless figures flickered in the lake behind us, followed by a dark cloud of eerie faces that covered
the sky. Huge faces appeared beneath my feet, and as I trampled them, their screams echoed through
the air like those of vengeful ghosts. In the distance, the earth shook, and a naked woman emerged from... The earth slowly rose, its hands covering high, full
breasts, black wings spreading from its back, transforming into bat wings that enveloped its entire body, and thick, green snake hair coiling and twisting on its head.
I glanced at it and knew the Hand of God was about to appear, so I immediately sped up and continued running forward, completely ignoring
the eerie chants and frantic screams behind me.
The earth beneath my feet undulated, and Casca, terrified by the ghostly presence,
trembled in my arms.
Then, a strange voice came from afar, "The exorcism ceremony begins! Help the prince onto the altar!" The earth began
to tremble violently, and a gigantic, eerie hand reached out from it.
Hearing this voice, I grew even more anxious and ran forward even more frantically. Just as I was about to step out of the shadowy area,
the earth suddenly shook violently, and a strange hurricane swept me up, separating Casca and me.
Casca: "Ah!!! Sigfly!!!"
Me: "Casca!!!" We were separated by the hurricane, and I tumbled through the air, flying
outside the barrier. By the time I stood up, the barrier had already formed. A double-layered tornado, crackling with lightning
, swept in from the eclipse in the sky, engulfing the path I had come from.
I angrily pounded on the wind wall formed by the tornado, creating a deafening roar.
My body trembled as I howled at the heavens, "Why...why...is this fate?...
What was the meaning of my coming into this world?! Heaven!! Are you really forcing me to this?!"
With my earth-shattering roar, a huge black shadow with bat wings fell from the sky behind me, kicking up a cloud of dust.
The Undying Zod: "Looks like a rat has escaped. I wonder if it's your luck or your misfortune?"
Zod continued, seeing the greatsword on my back, "Looks like you're not only a rat but also a thief."
I stood silently before the wind wall, letting the gale whip my clothes around.
The Undying Zod: "What, are you too scared to move? How pathetic. Let me end your lowly life
."
With that, he extended his giant claws and attacked me.
Suddenly, I drew my greatsword from my back, turned, and slashed fiercely into Zuo De's outstretched giant claw. The immortal Zuo De, astonished by
my immense strength, caught my massive blade with both hands, and
was startled to see my body surging with black energy, my eyes gleaming with a blood-red light.
"This intense hatred!..."
I roared, my murderous rage rising, "You dare to oppose me!! You want this sword? I'll give it to you
. Take it, plunge it into your body!!!!!"
With that, I swung my greatsword like a demon, hacking at Zuo De's giant claw with the force of a whirlwind.
"Undying Zod: 'Looks like you're not a weak rat. Then I'll fight you with all my might!'
" I roared. "Don't waste my time!!!"
I swung my greatsword, using incredible speed and power to immediately suppress Undying Zod's attacks.
Despite the vast difference in size, I didn't suffer any losses in the exchange, leaving countless cuts on Undying Zod's body.
Zod's giant claws also scratched me, but I ignored them. I continued to hack and slash at Undying Zod.
As the battle progressed, my mind was on Casca, and my movements became even more ruthless. With one strike, I severed Undying Zod's arm.
However, the experienced Zod grabbed his severed arm and swung it forcefully, sending me flying.
Undying Zod: "Is that all you've got? Not enough." He said, shaking his reattached arm.
I stared wide-eyed, my bloodshot eyes widening: "An immortal? This is troublesome."
Just as we were locked in a tense standoff, the clatter of hooves approached from afar. We both turned to
see a white knight in a skull helmet and heavy armor, riding a similarly heavily armored black warhorse.
The immortal Zod shouted excitedly, "Ah…you finally appeared! My thousand-year-old enemy, I knew
you wouldn't miss this opportunity!"
The skeleton knight retorted, "Were you sent to guard the gate, you undead?" The
immortal Zod replied, "No way! I have no interest in 'drinking and revelry'! What I pursue is only strength
, you understand, old nemesis!"
The skeleton knight said, "Speaking of which, you could say it's all part of the flow of cause and effect. Fine! I'll just have to
wager my sword."
With that, Zod completely ignored me and charged towards the skeleton knight. I, too, had no interest in watching their duel and went to the tornado
wall to find a way in.
Me: "Damn it! If only the skeleton uncle could come and help me break through the barrier right now, they're fighting so
fiercely, how am I supposed to get in?"
Just as I was getting anxious, my hands suddenly emitted blue flames.
Me: "This is... hope?!"
Thinking this, I clenched my fist and punched the tornado barrier. Instantly, I blasted a crack in the barrier. I plunged my hands
into the crack and tore it open. A fissure appeared before me. Without hesitation, I leaped into the fissure, and then the fissure
slowly closed.
The skeleton knights fighting behind me sighed as they watched the fissure shrink.
After entering the fissure, I plummeted rapidly. Spreading my Night Wings, I slowly glided down. After landing, I observed
my surroundings. The sky was filled with dark clouds forming ghostly faces, emitting an eerie glow that illuminated the blood-red earth beneath my feet. In the distance, a
giant hand, clenched into a fist, stood in mid-air.
Locking onto its target, I was about to charge forward when suddenly a gigantic maw filled with fangs swallowed me whole.
The grotesque apostle atop the gigantic maw let out a laugh, "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, you actually got
food delivered to your doorstep! Ah?...No...Ah...Ah..."
Before it could finish speaking, the apostle's gigantic maw was torn open and dislocated. As it did, I jumped out, wiped
the slime off my face, turned around, and with a single stroke, decapitated the apostle on the gigantic maw. The apostle, spitting blood, collapsed to the ground.
Me: "I'm not tasty, you know."
As I turned, several figures appeared before me, then transformed into grotesque monsters rushing towards me. I splattered
blood from my greatsword and charged forward, hacking and slashing, but the path I followed was a straight line, heading straight for the towering
giant fist.
Countless demonic and grotesque apostles were slain along the way, emitting piercing screams. As I slashed,
streams of soul power entered my body, making me feel tireless. The screams and cries of agony were all drowned out by the sound of battle.
"
Ahhhhhh
!!!! 　　 Ahh
...　　　　　　　　　　　　 "Hmph, Hellstrider Moshigan, let's see what you're made of!" As he spoke, the second apostle transformed into a gigantic six-legged rhinoceros 　　-headed monster and charged at me. I dodged, and Galeblade Sand charged again, its sharp claws reaching for my 　　greatsword. 　　 I yelled, "Get out of the way!!" 　　 After severing Galeblade Sand's claws, I turned and cut off 　　the horns of the charging Hellstrider Moshigan. 　　 After wounding two apostles, the third apostle charged at me. 　　 "Fire... Ah!!!!!" "I don't want to know who you are!" In a flash, the third apostle 　　was decapitated and fell to his knees, his corpse being pulled into an endless vortex. 　　 Galeblade Sand and Hellstrider Moshigan were terrified by their companion's instant death. Before they could react, 　　Galeblade Sand's head was smashed by my punch, and then I sidestepped and slashed Hellstrider Moshigan to death. 　　 As I watched the horde of strange apostles rushing down the steep slope, I plunged my burning-hot sword into the ground, 　　lifted the massive corpse of Henry the Hell Runner, and stood on the slope shouting.

Me: "Those who block my way shall die!!!" With that, I lifted 　　 the gigantic corpse of Moshigan, the Hellish Rampager , and hurled it down, instantly crushing countless charging apostles.
Seeing the path cleared, I picked up my greatsword and charged forward at increased speed. Countless apostles
were cleaved into pieces by my rapidly swinging blade as I charged. The myriad soul energies flowing from the slain apostles surged into my
body…
Meanwhile, in another dark corner, Casca lay weeping beside Judau's corpse, lying in a sea of blood. Suddenly, Casca
felt a sudden silence. Several terrifying, monstrous apostles surrounded her. Casca gripped the sword on Judau's back and charged
desperately at one of the apostle monsters, her blade shattering in the apostle's teeth.
The apostle monster surrounded Casca, who held the broken blade. "A sacrifice… a sacrifice… woman… do you want to eat her…"
…Before that…the sacrifice…the sacrifice…”
Casca cried out in despair, staring at the gigantic maw, “Sigurd!!! Sigurd!!! Sigurd!!!”
Beneath the towering hand, Guts fell from the sky into the pool of blood below. Seeing his former
companions reduced to playthings in the hands of countless monsters, Guts roared in fury. When he saw the naked, unconscious
Casca entangled in mid-air by several tentacles, Guts frantically swung his one-handed sword, hacking at the surrounding
monsters. But with so many Angels, one Angel bit… Just as Guts was being surrounded and killed by the horde of apostle monsters
, and Casca was about to be violated by tentacles, a deafening roar mixed with the wails of the apostles came from afar. A whirling
greatsword came flying through the air, killing any apostles that blocked its path. The whirling blade severed the tentacles wrapped around Casca
, along with the heads of the apostles below. Casca fell from mid-air into a pool of blood. The greatsword continued
to spin in the air, killing any apostles that blocked its path, before flying towards the towering giant hand. With a clang, the blade embedded itself in
the giant hand.
On a distant hill, a shirtless man, like a demon god, roared and
charged towards Casca with the force of a thunderstorm. The man's speed was so fast that he crushed the faces rising and falling beneath his feet,
splattering blood mist. A large number of apostles chased after the running man, seemingly trying to stop him, while those apostles that blocked his way were either
knocked into the air or trampled into the ground by the man.
I charged towards Casca with unstoppable force, knocking away several gigantic beast-like apostles that blocked my way.
When I stopped before Casca, the heat emanating from my legs caused the blood pool beneath my feet to boil. Seeing Casca's naked
body, the brand already etched on her chest, my rage surged, and a violent black aura erupted around me,
unleashing an unparalleled evil power that swept
across the land. I grabbed an apostle with gaping maw that surrounded me, tearing it in half with a single rip.
Using the two halves as weapons, I charged towards the horde of apostles surrounding Casca, beginning a one-sided slaughter.
An apostle bit my arm, trying to pull me down, but I yanked it off and then crushed its head with a claw.
A swarm of apostles rushed towards me, quickly crushing me into a small mountain. I exploded upwards,
sending all the apostles flying.
My hands were like divine weapons, and the apostles, who had been predators just moments before, were now
being slaughtered like prey. The blood of the apostles sprayed freely, leaving a trail of carnage beneath my feet. In an instant, dozens of
massive, mangled bodies of apostles lay around me, their fatal wounds either severed, their skulls smashed, or torn in two.
As I was in the midst of my carnage, the air suddenly thickened. All the apostles around me looked up at the
towering hand. Sensing something amiss, I looked up as well, only to hear another eerie, malevolent voice.
"Born! The fifth King of Fortune! The new Demon King! Potter! Silan! Cupid! Goledo! And with
us… a new kin bearing the name of the Demon! The Dark Wing, Femont!"
With the shout of the divine hand, the giant hand slowly opened, and a black figure wearing an eagle helmet and spreading wings
flew down from it.
The transformed Griffith flew behind me, coldly watching me. Guts, restrained by the apostles, was forced to kneel on the ground.
A bird-shaped apostle gouged out one of Guts's eyes. Even as he was pinned to the ground,
Guts's gaze remained fixed on the completely black Grievous. I grabbed a broken horn from one of the apostles on the ground and hurled it at the bird-shaped apostle, killing it instantly. The other apostles
scattered in fear, and Guts collapsed into a pool of blood.
Turning to the proud and upright Grievous before me, my eyes gleamed with a bloodthirsty red light: "Sacrificing
the happiness of others to achieve your own great cause is very easy, because the one being sacrificed isn't yourself.
That's why you can always maintain this righteous and awe-inspiring demeanor. Your condescending attitude disgusts me
."
The corrupted Grievous remained silent, only staring coldly at me.
I said, "Why aren't you speaking? Has your tongue not grown yet?"
Grievous's pupils contracted, and just as he was about to attack, I rushed to his side and
punched him in the head.
God's Hand, Cupid: "How foolish! A mere human dares to attempt to harm a god with bare hands? His existence
transcends humanity... Huh?!"
Before he could finish speaking, a loud "bang" rang out as my fist stopped an inch from Grievous's head.
The protective shield around Grievous blocked my attack, but a series of cracks appeared on it.
Me: "Your shell is really hard, but how many punches can you withstand?"
As I spoke, black energy surged from my body, and my fists rained down like hail on Grievous's protective shield. Under
my brutal power, the shield trembled like jelly and finally shattered. Then, struck by my punch, it tumbled and flew
away. Grievous fell to the ground, screaming, one hand clutching his face, the other reaching out to grab me from afar. I felt the surrounding space
contract violently and quickly dodged. The surrounding fragments of corpses instantly solidified into blood spheres, then gradually shrank and dissolved. Seeing his attack miss
, Greavers searched frantically for me. My voice rang out behind him, startling him
. He turned to look at me, his pupils constricting.
I said, "Not bad... I'll take it..." With that, I punched right through Greavers's protective shield, knocking
him to the ground. I walked over to the sprawling Greavers, grabbed his head, and slammed it against the ground
repeatedly—once, twice, three times...
I swallowed the hot steam from my mouth, grabbed Grievous by the neck, lifted him up, swung him
three times in the air, and hurled him. Grievous's body flew out like a black cannonball, crashing into the monstrous
apostle behind him. The apostle flew towards the towering hand with a tremendous roar, causing the giant hand to tremble violently.
As Grievous flew, I picked up an apostle's horn from the ground and used
it as a javelin, aiming at Grievous, who was trapped in the giant hand's arm.
Just as the high-speed horn was about to end Grievous's life,
a black barrier appeared in front of him at the critical moment. The horn passed through the barrier and disappeared quickly. Immediately afterward, a gust of wind hit the back of my head. I turned around
and grabbed the horn javelin that flew out of the black hole behind me. Although the apostle monster behind me
had reduced the impact, Grievous was also coughing up blood and collapsed to the ground.
"This dark magic... it's the work of No. 1 Potter of the Hand of God."
On the thumb of the colossal hand, a figure shrouded in a massive black horn cloak, its brain exposed,
eyes sewn shut, nose and lips removed, teeth left to air, yet its sinister voice still resonated.
Potter of the Hand of God: "How dare you so easily take God's life?!"
The sea prostitute, Silan, clad in a leather corset, rubbed her enormous breasts, emitting a seductive moan: "Ah... truly
beautiful, such violent power, such trembling hatred, life and death all fused here, making me unable to resist
reaching orgasm."
Looking at the alluring, seductive, and wanton giant naked woman, Silan, my penis hardened and engorged, protruding from my belt,
pointing proudly to the sky. "Hehe... Silan, would you like to experience an even more intense orgasm? Come on, I..." " Here, I guarantee
I'll make you feel so good you'll die, I'll make you ascend to heaven!"
A stream of honeyed fluid flowed from the flower-like flesh of the fetal sea prostitute Silan as she lewdly laughed, "Haha...good. Let me experience your
prowess, see how you make me ascend to heaven. I'll deal with this person; none of you should interfere."
As Silan spoke, she flew down from the middle finger of the giant hand, her body slowly shrinking as she descended.
When she landed on the ground, a voluptuous, naked woman, about 1.7 meters tall, with a curvaceous figure, large breasts, and a seductive smile, stood before me.
Silan stared at my thick penis, licking her red lips and rubbing her large breasts, saying, "For a human
, your penis is truly exceptionally thick. I wonder what it tastes like."
Despite being teased by the enchanting woman before me, I endured the throbbing pain in my penis and focused intently on
Silan.
As the Sea-Dwelling Prostitute Silan spread her demonic wings and raised her slender hand, the earth trembled, and several
triangular bat wings suddenly sprang from the ground, attacking me.
Caught off guard, I dodged left and right. Although I shattered several bat wings with my powerful punches, the claws on them
tore deep bloody gashes into my bare torso. The shattered wings, devoid of any soul power, multiplied, their relentless
attacks preventing me from getting close to Silan. While I was fighting the bat wings
, a long black whip suddenly lashed out at me. Unable to dodge in time, I was wounded in the chest. The thin whip, carrying immense force, sent me flying, spitting out
blood as I sat on the ground.
The surrounding wings grabbed my limbs, hoisting me into the air and slowly pulling me closer to Silan.
The Sea-born prostitute Silan, gripping her long whip, laughed lewdly, "Hahaha...where's your domineering spirit from before?
Weren't you going to send me to heaven?"
Silan reached out and stroked my abs, "Ah, so alluring, this strong body, the
scent of blood and sweat mingling, excites me!" As she spoke, her fingernails slowly grew longer, leaving
four bloody marks on my abs. Sucking and savoring the blood on her fingers, Silan excitedly cried out, "Not enough...not enough to make me
climax!"
When Silan looked down and saw my engorged and hard penis protruding from my pants, her snake-like pupils contracted sharply.
Excitedly bending down, she looked at my egg-sized glans, panting heavily. Her two bat-wing tentacles immediately tore through my
pants, revealing my ferocious member.
The prostitute Silan from the Sea of the Dead gripped my thick, hard penis tightly with both hands. Excitedly, she opened her red lips and extended her long tongue
, swirling it around the glans before swallowing it whole. My entire penis entered Silan's mouth, passing through
her warm esophagus. The enormous glans trembled like a drumstick, striking Silan's chest
.
Silan slowly released my penis, then held the glans in her mouth, her eyes rolling back, letting out satisfied moans through her nose.
She seemed to be savoring a heavenly delicacy, refusing to let go. After a while, her eyes returned to their senses, her alluring, snake-like
eyes fixed on me, rapidly swallowing and releasing. Instantly, the entire dark, ghostly realm echoed with the lewd
"gurgling" sounds from Silan's mouth.
The prostitute Silan from the Fetal Sea violently swallowed and spat out my penis, her winding snake hair rubbing against the base of my thighs.
After ten minutes, seeing that I hadn't ejaculated, she spat out my wet, shiny, and extremely swollen penis, wiping
the saliva dripping from her mouth and saying, "Ah...you're quite persistent. Now, prepare to experience...what...the ultimate
pleasure is."
After saying that, the prostitute Silan from the Fetal Sea turned around, her hands on her knees, raising her firm and plump buttocks like peaches.
She rubbed my swollen and hardened vas deferens with her semen-covered vulva,
then grasped my penis, lifted her buttocks slightly, and slowly swallowed my thick penis completely, her vulva spraying with nectar.
After my entire penis entered the Demon Cave of the Fetal Sea Prostitute Silan, Silan arched her back and let out a satisfied moan:
"Ah...so big...so thick...it's been so long since I've tasted such a thick penis...huff...huff...
"
Amidst Silan's lewd panting, I felt my penis being enveloped by a warm, moist bag
—no, it was as if Silan herself was alive. Her Demon Cave rhythmically undulated its
gentle walls, and the uterus deep within felt like a small mouth, rotating, rubbing, and squeezing my glans.
The cervix kissed the meatus of my glans like a real little mouth. I hallucinated, imagining a small
mouth beneath me giving my meatus a French kiss, contracting and squeezing my penis.
This caused me to involuntarily let out heavy breaths and moans.
Silan: "Hehe...can't even take this much?" After saying this, Silan's lower abdomen...
The rapid ups and downs, the honeyed flesh within the Demon Cave contracting and writhing, gave me an unprecedented pleasure, like hundreds of tiny
mouths sucking on my penis. The vacuum-like suction soon made me cry out as I ejaculated a large gush of thick
semen from my urethra, which was swallowed deep inside by the contracting mouths of the uterus within the Demon Cave of the Sea of the Prostitute Silan.
The Sea of the Prostitute Silan, scalded by my hot semen, naturally leaned forward, her Demon Cave spitting out part of my penis,
leaving only the egg-sized glans inside. She turned to me, smiling seductively, and said, "Oh...oh...so hot
...such powerful energy...hehe...mortal, where did your earlier ferocity go?"
I breathed heavily, "Want to know how ferocious I am? Can you handle it, you slut?" With that, I tore off
the bat wings from my wrists, grabbed the Sea of the Prostitute Silan's slender waist with both hands, and forcefully thrust my thick penis into her
Demon Cave, colliding with her uterus, eliciting a soft cry from her.
"Ah...you...how could you possibly break free...ah...ah..."
Before Silan could finish speaking, I grabbed her slender hands and pulled her back. Silan straightened up and turned
her head towards me. I kissed Silan's red lips, my tongue
entwining with her long tongue. The snake hair on Silan's head twisted and wrapped around mine. I grabbed Silan's two slender arms
, and with one hand I grasped Silan's left full breast, kneading and stretching her gradually hardening nipple. I
stretched out the hardened nipples of the prostitute Silan, kneading her clitoris with my hands and pinching it hard, causing her to moan
"woo woo" in pain. After our lips parted, the prostitute Silan let out a violent, heavy panting, "Huff... huff
... stop... ah... stop... ah..."
Sensing the promiscuous nature of the prostitute Silan, I couldn't help but get excited. I used the long whip in the prostitute Silan's hand
to tie her hands behind her back, and forcefully kneaded and pulled her hardened nipples. Amidst the prostitute Silan's
rapid panting, I thrust my penis hard, impacting the prostitute
Silan's honey hole, and slapped her plump, upturned buttocks hard until they turned red. The prostitute Silan's beautiful
buttocks deformed and reformed repeatedly with my thrusts. The snake hair on the head of the prostitute Silan from the sea of fetuses writhed violently. When
I leaned in again, she turned her head and passionately kissed me, her snake hair entwining and caressing her once more.
I said, "Let me send you to heaven again!" and unleashed my ultimate move, thrusting in and out of
Silan's cave at nearly a thousand times per minute. Silan was immediately overwhelmed; the muscles within her cave could no longer
create a vacuum, and her body trembled violently. Honey-like fluids from her cave dripped like a raging flood from the point where our bodies were joined
. In just ten minutes, Silan had experienced over thirty orgasms.
Suddenly I stopped moving, and the prostitute Silan from the fetal sea slowly focused her dazed snake eyes. Panting, she turned her head,
swaying her beautiful buttocks and drawing circles, saying, "You are truly valiant, making me climax repeatedly..."
I said, "Again, that's the real ascension!" With that, I grabbed one of Silan's legs and twisted her around forcefully
. Silan cried out softly, tightening her grip on my penis and turning to face me. With her hands
trapped behind her back, she couldn't hold on and leaned backward. I grabbed her plump, snowy buttocks and
lifted her body forward, her pointed chin resting on my shoulder. I
lifted Silan's beautiful buttocks slowly, leaving only the head of my penis inside her magic cave. After twisting my waist a few times, I steadied myself and shouted loudly:
"Secret Technique, Namo...Mahavairocana...Ten Thousand Thrusts!" Instantly, the space between my legs began to distort, leaving only a misty, illusory
afterimage. The prostitute Silan from the Fetal Sea widened her eyes, raised her head, and shouted loudly.
"Ah...No...Ah...Ah...Stop...Ah...Hmm. Stop...Ah...Too
intense...Oh..." Silan from the Fetal Sea let out rapid moans. Silan's eyes were unfocused, and the snake hair on her head twisted
violently and irregularly.
In an instant, I thrust in and out ten thousand times. Then, I shouted and forcefully broke through the demonic
cave of Silan from the Fetal Sea, creating a small, round bulge on her lower abdomen. After entering the demonic palace, my urethral opening began to
contract violently, spurting out a thick, hot semen containing powerful energy.
Silan, the Prostitute of the Fetal Sea: "Ah...ah...this powerful energy...I can't absorb it...oh..."
Suddenly, Silan, the Prostitute of the Fetal Sea, swayed a few times, her body bending into a shrimp shape, and bit my shoulder.
A stream of heat gushed out from the depths of her uterus, spraying from the point where we were joined, washing over my penis. A large amount of vaginal fluid gushed out,
splashing all over my chest, and a few drops even splashed onto my face. I knew that Silan, the Prostitute of the Fetal Sea, had released her yin essence.
I hurriedly used the meatus on my glans to absorb the powerful energy of Silan's yin essence. Looking at Silan, the Prostitute of the Fetal Sea, her huge
demonic wings drooped weakly at her waist, her eyes rolled back, drool dripping, and she collapsed unconscious on my shoulder,
as if she had really been knocked unconscious by the huge energy I had just released. Activating the secret technique had also greatly depleted my strength. I panted heavily,
wiping the sweat from my forehead, and waves of heat emanated from my waist.
At that moment, the somber voice of God's Hand, Potter, suddenly echoed: "This ends here, Soul Stealer! Even if you possess near-
divine abilities, you cannot escape the combined might of the four God's Hands."
Griffiths led the surrounding apostles to surround me. Seeing this crisis, I untied the long whip from the arm of the Sea of the Prostitute,
Silan, and tightly bound her to me. My large glans pressed against Silan's contracting uterus. Turning to look
at Casca and Guts, who lay unconscious in pools of blood behind me, I suddenly felt dizzy.
"Damn it," I thought, "I overexerted myself. The energy I absorbed from the God's Hand hasn't been converted yet, and it's showing signs of backlash
. Damn it, I don't want to die here!"
Just as I focused my attention and retreated to surround Casca and Guts, facing only the greedy apostles and the God's Hands,
a sound like shattering glass suddenly came from the eclipse barrier above my head. With a crack, a figure wearing a skull helmet and heavy
armor, riding a black horse, broke through the eclipse and descended from the sky.
Using the momentum of his descent, the Skeleton Knight slashed at God Hand Potter with his sword. Potter, however, used dark magic
to teleport the Skeleton Knight's attack, which the Skeleton Knight blocked with his shield.
The Skeleton Knight didn't stop; his warhorse, riding on the giant hand arm, charged downwards, cutting down any monsters that tried to stop him.
The Apostles were cleaved into pieces by the Skeleton Knight's Thousand Blades of Shadowless Blade. The Skeleton Knight landed steadily amidst the shattered corpses of the Apostles.
On the ground, seeing me and the Sea of the Prostitute Silan tightly bound together, I paused for a moment, then quickly grabbed
Casca and Guts from the ground and tossed them onto the skeleton knight's horse.
"Take them with you! Quick!"
Without hesitation, the skeleton knight, carrying Casca and Guts, galloped towards the breach in the eclipse barrier.
At that moment, Grievous raised his hand, intending to use his magic again to stop the skeleton knight. I grabbed
the head of the tentacle monster whose head had been severed by the greatsword and slammed it down, causing his attack to miss and hit one of the surrounding monster
apostles. Looking back, the skeleton knight had already flown out of the barrier.
I picked up a pincer from one of the insect-shaped apostles that the skeleton knight had severed and kicked Grievous down, using it to
pin his wings to the ground and drain some of his soul power. Grabbing the dazed Sea of the Prostitute Silan
's buttocks, I charged towards the towering giant hand, stomping hard on it as I sped towards the eclipse's opening in the sky.
I ran to the giant hand. Most of the energy from the Hand of God had been converted within me, and I felt a
breakthrough in my divine power.
Hand of God, Potter: "Put down Sulan, and we'll give you a quick death."
Me: "Oh? Then ask them if they agree."
With that, black energy rose from my hand, and I hugged the unconscious Sulan tightly, punching the giant hand on the ground
. Countless undead soldiers of the Band of the Hawk emerged from the surrounding area, emitting red light, and rushed towards Hand of God, Potter.
Hand of God, Potter: "This is necromancy?!" Countless undead of the Band of the Hawk, filled with dark power, shrieked
, passing through Hand of God's reflection magic, their souls colliding with the three Hands of God.
God's Hand, Cupid, broke free from the clutches of the Hawk Band's undead and charged at me. I floated in mid-air, my body radiating
lightning power, emitting a halo of light. Thick bolts of lightning shook the surroundings.
The tadpole-like Cupid was struck repeatedly by my lightning, screaming and darting around. Two streams of soul power flew into my body, while Sulan, trapped
deep within my womb, was also affected. The electric current from the penis caused her vaginal muscles to tighten, and she screamed. Sulan, the Sea of the Prostitute, convulsed,
her demonic cave overflowing with copious amounts of vaginal fluid before she fainted again.
Calculating the time, the Skeleton Knight had probably left with Casca and the others. I turned and released two giant water tornadoes
to confuse God's Hand's vision, then leaped upwards, bursting through the Eclipse Breach and reaching the outside. Holding Sulan, the Sea of the Prostitute, in my arms,
I spread my Night Wings and flew towards the distant Snowstorm Mansion. Four days later, in the secluded mine behind the blacksmith Gott's residence, I held 　　Casca
tightly from behind as she stood in the water washing herself . Casca had finally gone mad; after experiencing such a haunting and terrifying place, madness was the least of her 　　wounds. 　　 Casca let out bursts of silly giggles in my arms. Because I had imprisoned the prostitute Silan in the underground chamber 　　of the Snowstorm Mansion, the brand on Casca's chest would bleed incessantly whenever she approached the mansion. I had no choice but to 　　take Casca back to the blacksmith Gott's residence, where he forged the sword for Guts. 　　 Guts, lying on the bed behind me, wrapped in bandages, awoke, looking around in confusion. Gott's daughter, 　　Eliga, brought Guts freshly bandaged bandages. Seeing Guts awake, Rickett, who was carrying firewood, rushed over 　　to check on Guts's injuries. When he learned that Casca had gone mad, and saw 　　Casca, dressed in clothes, being helped out of the pool by me, giggling foolishly, Guts's body began to tremble. He then turned and walked out of the mine. 　　 Rickett: "Gus, where are you going? Look at you now..." 　　 Gus turned his head, blood tears streaming from his blind eyes, trembling as he continued walking forward. 　　 Rickett: "Gus, no... no, if you force yourself now... it'll be in mortal danger!! Besides, 　　that person once said... never go outside..." 　　 Seeing Gus unable to stop him, Rickett cried out weakly. 　　 Me: "Let him go. Coming from a place like that, it's a miracle he's still alive. Let him vent, 　　someone will bring him back." 　　 Rickett: "But..." 　　 Before Rickett could say anything, I took Casca outside to sunbathe. 　　 After taking Casca back to the mine to rest, I, who hadn't slept for two days and two nights, sat on the edge of the bed and dozed off. Suddenly, 　　I opened my eyes and it was already dark outside, with a light drizzle falling. I realized that Casca was gone from the bed. I rushed 　　out of the mine and searched everywhere for Casca. 　　 Reaching a hillside, I finally found Casca. She stood in the wind and 　　rain, wearing only a thin nightgown, as a group of evil spirits attacked her. Casca waved her arms and screamed. Seeing this, I 　　unleashed several bolts of lightning, scattering the evil spirits rushing towards Casca, then continued running to her and pulled her 　　into my arms. 　　 "Casca! Are you alright?! Are you hurt?!" I 　　 cried. Casca sat on the ground, her brow furrowed in pain. 　　 "Casca! What happened! Casca…" 　　 Casca screamed, clinging tightly to me. Her teeth clenched, making muffled 　　sounds as if she were straining. 　　 Suddenly, blood began to drip from Casca's lower body onto the grass. Then, a fleshy, human-shaped mass, 　　dripping with blood, slid out from under Casca's white nightgown. 　　 I stared blankly at the mass of flesh and blood in the grass. All the previous clues, combined with the realization 　　that Casca had left me unsaid at the border of Midland… 　　 Casca, “Siegfried, I… am carrying your child…” 　　 Although I had a premonition, seeing it unfold before my eyes left me completely stunned. 　　 Then, bitter laughter echoed around me. The evil spirits around me, sensing the invisible pressure within the laughter 　　, hurriedly fled in all directions. Those slower to escape exploded amidst the laughter. Then, the Skeleton Knight and Guts arrived from afar. 　　They stood quietly to the side, 　　 watching Casca lying on the ground, clutching the mass of flesh and holding her in her arms , while I laughed maniacally beside her… 　　 The next day, in the morning sunlight, on a small mound under a tree on a flower-covered hillside behind the mountain 　　, the blacksmith's daughter, Erica, wove a small wreath for me. I gently placed it on the mound and then turned 　　and left. 　　 It took a lot of effort to snatch the "blood clot" from Casca's arms, but in the end I still used 　　(Evil Eye Binding God) on Casca to make her forget what just happened and slowly calm down.

The skeleton knight had left at dawn; he hadn't spoken to me, perhaps he had more important matters to attend to.
In the workshop near the river, with its waterwheel, the blacksmith Gott was intently hammering away at his work being tempered
.
Erica quietly took out the key to the room and pulled Rickett and me to a warehouse. Opening
the door, we saw various suits of armor and swords lined both sides.
Rickett exclaimed, "Wow...amazing! So many weapons and armor!"
Erica proudly said, hands on her hips, "My father is a master craftsman, very famous in the village! He even made
armor and swords for the lord! Not only that, he made bows and arrows with cannons, spurs and horseshoes. If commissioned,
he'd make anything; he's a genius!"
Rickett marveled at the various weapons around him, then suddenly noticed a huge iron block standing against the stone wall
.
Ricky: "What...what is this?"
Erica: "Oh, that's the Dragon Slayer Sword."
Ricky: "The Dragon Slayer Sword?"
I also stared at this legendary block of iron, this demon-slaying weapon that had accompanied Guts through countless battles, slaying countless
Apostles. Seeing the real thing before my eyes, I carefully examined this greatsword; it was rough and heavy. It
was more like a 'block of iron' than a sword.
As I reached out to touch the demon-slaying weapon, Gote's voice rang out behind me, "It's because I was once
ordered by the king to have each lord present a sword capable of slaying dragons, so I accepted the job from a lord
. At that time, I hated working for nobles; they said it had to be beautiful and elegant. Swords are just
kitchen knives for cutting people. They're for killing. So, following their instructions, I forged this sword,
a sword that can kill dragons."
Rickett: "And... then?"
The blacksmith Gote stuck out his tongue: "I almost got hanged. After that, I fled the city and secretly came
to live here. I was indeed very young then. I only thought about creating something powerful and sharp
. But if it exceeds the user's capacity, it only becomes a burden, and when I hated tools deviating from their essence
, I did the same thing. Now I think..." "Get up, it's a lesson."
Rickett: "Really... can it be killed? With this thing, can it kill a dragon?"
Blacksmith Gott nodded: "If dragons really exist. But this thing can't be called
a sword. Dragons don't exist. Even if it's for killing monsters, it's just a meaningless
piece of iron because it can't even be picked up."
I thought of something and said to Blacksmith Gott: "Gott, can you forge me a pair of swords? I'll leave
you the blueprints and materials."
Blacksmith Gott: "Oh, that's no problem, but I have something to do right now. I'll
make your thing later."
Me: "I have things to do. It's inconvenient for me to take Casca around in her condition, so I'll leave it to you."
Erica: "Don't worry, leave it to us."
Leaving Blacksmith Gott's residence, I flew back to the Snowstorm Mansion. The four ice and snow giants I created before entering
bowed to me. As soon as I entered , a dozen or so maids in low-cut dresses and short skirts stood on either side of the entrance, bowing to me in
unison and revealing more than a dozen pairs of large breasts of varying shades. "Master, you're back."
At this moment, the head maid, Queen Isabella, along with her maid Mina, also came over and bowed to me, saying, "Master, you've finally
returned."
I said, "Yes, thank you for your hard work these past few days, Isabella. Was there any trouble while I was gone?"
Head maid Isabella replied, "No, but that 'thing' imprisoned in the secret room downstairs keeps making strange
noises, it's quite noisy. Sallyhan is currently checking the secret room for any oversights as instructed by Master."
I said, "Okay, I understand. I'll go check the secret room now."
After saying that, I walked towards the secret room underground. Entering the spacious underground secret room, I saw that the ceiling, floor, and surrounding walls
were all carved with huge and complex sealing magic arrays. Yulan's limbs were chained, and the shackles on her wrists and ankles
were engraved with intricate runes. The enormous demonic wings on her back were gripped by four steel claws engraved with runes, and Silvana's neck was also
connected to the ground by shackles engraved with sealing magic seals.
Seeing me enter, Sallyhan, dressed as a maid, hurriedly bowed deeply to me, "Master, you're back."
I replied, "Yes, thank you for your hard work, Sallyhan. There's nothing more for you here; you can go upstairs."
Maid Sallyhan said, "Yes, Master." With that, Sallyhan turned and went upstairs.
Looking at Silan within the binding magic circle, I said, "I heard you've been quite noisy these past few days. Is it because you miss
me?"
Silan, bound and slowed to her feet, walked to the edge of the magic circle and said seductively, "I truly
miss you. Every day I let out moans of longing, trying to call you back so you can continue to torment me. Now
that you're back, untie me and let me serve you properly, making you feel like you're in heaven."
I chuckled, "Heh, what a shameless woman. But you should be wondering why no one has come to rescue you for so long.
The runes on the surrounding walls are sealing talismans written from an unfamiliar realm, capable of hindering your power
from the outside world. " "Communication? Those four rune-covered steel claws can seal the flow of magic within your body, and these chains
... well, they're treasures I specially selected from the royal palace's private stash. I never expected that such a fanatic would possess a few
genuine pieces. Right now, aside from your demonic body, you're basically no different from an ordinary person."
Hearing this, the chained Silan angrily twisted her chains. "Ah!!!! What do you want?"
I said, "Because of your momentary greed, you launched this god-making project, causing my Casca to go mad and miscarry
. I'll let you know who caused me such heartache, and I'll make them pay double." With that, I took out
an iron box from my robes and retrieved several silver needles and nipple studs.
I said, "These are nipple studs made by the top pleasure masters of the Kingdom of Midland, crafted from mithril. Perhaps you'll like
them." I then stepped into the sealing magic circle, grabbed Silan's large breasts, and kneaded her nipples until they hardened. Then,
the silver needles darted through my fingers, and a nipple stud was already embedded horizontally in Silan's hardened nipple, a tiny blood droplet appearing from it.
Before Silan could even cry out in pain, a second nipple stud was driven vertically into her hardened nipple, forming a cross shape and wedged
into her trembling nipple.
Silan: "Ah...it hurts...ah..." I repeated the process,
nailing a cross-shaped mithril nipple stud into the other nipple of the female apostle Silan. The mithril stud emitted a silvery light upon contact with Silan's body. Silan
clutched her large breasts, letting out a painful groan. Then, Silan clenched her legs, and a large amount of vaginal fluid flowed from her lower body.
Silan, the God's Hand, her face slightly flushed and panting heavily: "Ah...ah...you think you can conquer me like this? Naive
!"
I continued, taking out a silver ring from the box, pressing the God's Hand Silan to the ground, lifting her buttocks, and
inserting my fingers into the wet, enchanting cave of the prostitute Silan. Upon touching Silan's G-spot, I recalled the
"God's Hand" technique I learned from Master Kato before my transmigration
, and my fingers rapidly moved, attacking the female apostle Silan's G-spot.
Accompanied by the splashing water, the female apostle Silan's joyful moans echoed throughout the secret chamber: "Ah! Ah! I'm going to die
... This is... like an electric shock... Ah!!!"
I said, "Enjoy it, Silan, this is the real (Hand of God)." With that, I increased the speed of my hand,
instantly bringing the female apostle Silan to orgasm.
Looking at Silan's engorged clitoris, I fastened a small silver ring to it, causing Silan
to scream in pain.
But her lower orifice secreted copious amounts of vaginal fluid, wetting my hand.
The female apostle Silan lay on the ground, panting heavily, her eyes glazed. Looking at Silan's alluring expression and her fully opened
, moist vulva, I gripped my hard, throbbing penis, rubbing the head against Silan's labia, before plunging it completely into
her vulva.
The female apostle Silan let out a satisfied moan, and I felt the writhing sensation of the Nine Netherworld Demon Cave beneath me, like a thousand tiny mouths licking
. I slowly thrust my thick, fleshy shaft in and out, savoring the pleasure that Yulan's honeyed orifice brought me.
Yulan: "Mmm...mmm...faster...harder..." I pounded hard against Yulan's womb inside her demonic cave,
as if trying to shatter it. Yulan moaned and writhed, her orifice writhing rapidly, trying to drain my thick
semen.
I chuckled coldly, and suddenly a weak electric current emanated from my penis, causing the female apostle Yulan to convulse and
roll her eyes back. Under the stimulation of my violent thrusts and the electric current, Yulan's honeyed orifice began to convulse, her cervix
opening violently opening and closing. I seized the opportunity and plunged my glans into Yulan's womb, my glans emitting a shock. Yulan
screamed, her eyes rolling back, and her nine-necked demonic orifice contracted violently, gushing out a large amount of vaginal fluid and semen. Yulan was once again brought to orgasm by me
. Watching the white foam dribbling from the corner of her mouth, I absorbed the yin essence from her body to recover for a while, and then
rode on her alluring and voluptuous body again...
When I left the secret chamber, the prostitute from the Fetal Sea was covered in my semen, her crotch and anus flowing with the cloudy
semen, her snake hair slowly twisting, and she lay
unconscious in the magic sealing circle with a gag in her mouth.
A month later, I came to the blacksmith Gott's workshop. The twin swords I had commissioned were finished. Holding the gleaming silver
swords, I complained to Gott, "Why are they different from the drawings I gave you? Where did the chains connecting the hilts go
?"
Blacksmith Gott: "Looking at the things drawn by an amateur like you is torture. But luckily you met me.
I made some 'rough' modifications. As for the chains, don't even think about them. Those things will only become a burden in battle
and get you killed. And I can't do such tacky things as making the swords gold and adding strange patterns
." "
I looked helplessly at the genius blacksmith, Gott, and had no choice but to give up. After learning that Guts had left, I went to the mine
to check on Casca, who was still acting crazy. Fortunately, it was a secluded place, and the only lapdog
apostle who had followed me had already been killed by Guts.
Wiping the food scraps off Casca's grinning face, I returned to the secret room of the Snowstorm Mansion and frantically fucked the female apostle,
Sulan. My penis emitted electric currents that stimulated Sulan to orgasm repeatedly until she squirted out her vaginal fluids and fainted
before I let go.
From then on, I lived a dissolute life in the Snowstorm Mansion,
spending two years in the fleshy mountains and seas of milk of the head maid Isabella and a group of voluptuous maids. During this time, Sulan, the God Hand in the secret room,
became pregnant under the irrigation of my thick, white semen."
Two years later, as I was enjoying the oral services of the young girl Mina, a sudden
commotion arose in the underground chamber. When I rushed in, I found the space trembling. The female apostle Silan, cradling her pregnant belly and stroking
the thorn-like patterns entwined on it, looked at me with a smile as I entered the chamber.
Silan, the Hand of God, removed the gag from her mouth and laughed, "Hehe, my dear, you've come. But it's a pity I
have to leave. Luckily, I managed to say goodbye in time."
I said, "Hmph, how did you escape from here, trapped by the sealing array and chains, isolated from the outside world?"
Silan, the Hand of God, said, "Originally, I had no hope, but I have to thank you, my dear.
This treasure you brought me is full of energy. After he is born, I will absorb
the energy within this child and be able to leave, hmm..."
As she spoke, Silan, the Hand of God, frowned and knelt on the ground. Silan's demonic cave began to slowly open, and
she let out a lewd sound, accompanied by a large amount of vaginal fluid gushing out. She threw her head back and cried out lewdly.
Just as I was about to rush over, a shockwave pushed me away. When I straightened up, I found that Silan was holding
a glowing object in her hands, and an umbilical cord was still connected to the demonic cave beneath her.
The Hand of God, Silan, held aloft the orb of light, opening her red lips to absorb its glow. As the light was largely absorbed,
the surrounding space trembled, and the runic steel claws and chains binding Silan's magical wings shattered. A
spatial rift appeared beside Silan. I rushed to her side and knocked the orb from her hand. The Hand of God unleashed a shockwave, knocking her
down, and she stepped into the spatial rift behind her. Silan turned back to look at me. "Well then, goodbye, my dear. But we
should meet again soon. I will repay you for your hospitality over the past two years." She then blew me a kiss
.
Me: "Hey, don't rush off like that!" With that, I activated (Evil Eye Binding God). Instantly, God Hand Silan
stared at me blankly, her eyes glazed over. I quickly controlled Silan's mind, ordering her to leave the spatial rift. Unfortunately,
just as Silan was about to step out, several monstrous apostles rushed out of the rift and attacked me. Then the spatial rift
closed. I angrily hovered in the air, and the apostles that had rushed out of the rift were blasted into
charred remains by a massive bolt of lightning.
When I turned back to look for the orb of light Silan had dropped, it had vanished.
I dressed neatly, slung my twin swords over my shoulder, and arrived at the mansion's entrance. Queen Isabella, accompanied by more than ten maids, surrounded me.
Queen Isabella: "Master, are you leaving again?"
Me: "Ah, Isabella, I'll need you to take good care of this place from now on. I'll come back often.
Don't worry about the Hand of God, Silan; I've already used mind control to erase her memories of this place.
There are also the Ice Giant and Sallyhan protecting us; ordinary apostles can't enter the mansion."
Queen Isabella watched my retreating figure, bowed, and said, "Then I will wait here for
Master's return."
As she bowed, Queen Isabella placed her hands on her slightly protruding belly.
Amidst the farewells of the maids, I opened the mansion's doors, the blinding sunlight shining on my face.
"I said, whoever has caused me such heartache, I will make them pay a hundredfold!"
In a gust of snow, I left the Snowstorm Manor…
(End of the Golden Age Chapter
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