Welcome to the lewd world of demons.

His vision was slowly being shrouded in a deepening darkness, the world before him crumbling into blur.
Darkness, nothingness, and then—utter silence.
…
“The filling of the keyhole is also the turning of my door.” A
clear, ethereal voice, like a bolt of lightning striking Xia Tianyang’s brain at the moment his consciousness was on the verge of collapse, swiftly flowed through the entire brain circuitry of the dying man.
Feeling the strange, indistinguishable gender of the voice echoing in his brain, Xia Tianyang’s collapsing consciousness was suddenly injected with a powerful dose of adrenaline, regaining its vitality, and the world before him gradually became clear again.
“There’s a voice in my head…who? Who was speaking just now?” Knowing that his consciousness was slowly recovering, Xia Tianyang shook his drowsy head vigorously and blurted out the question hastily.
There was no response.
"What...what's going on? That man, he stopped moving?" The dim vision cleared slightly, and Xia Tianyang stared in confusion at the motionless, cold-looking man in the distance. His face, plastered with an arrogant smile, remained frozen, now appearing somewhat comical.
"No...that broken streetlamp behind him isn't flickering anymore...the blood from the old man's wound isn't flowing out anymore, which means—everything around us...is frozen?" However, everything around him wasn't just frozen; Xia Tianyang quickly realized this.
With a quick glance down, he discovered that the shard of the bottle embedded in his chest was being pulled away at an extremely bizarre angle, as if by an invisible arm, slowly tugging out of the open wound.
And once the bottle shard was removed, the withered wound, which had been cracked and peeled like parched earth, also slowly closed back towards the center, invisible needles and threads weaving freely on both sides of the closed wound, performing a flawless stitching operation.
Even the blood spurting from his body floated leisurely in mid-air, merging into neat, thin, scarlet lines. The liquid lines flowed slowly through the air, as if time had reversed, returning to Xia Tianyang's body.
"What... what is going on? None of the things that happened tonight were things I learned about in my textbooks! I've been through compulsory and non-compulsory education for so many years, and now I've run into a ghost?" Stunned by the scene before him, Xia Tianyang instinctively screamed.

The white, cracked ground was getting closer and closer. In Xia Tianyang's vision, the dark fissure directly below him was now expanding, expanding, and expanding at an alarming rate.
"This time... I'm going to fall to my death, right?"
This thought popped into his mind, but Xia Tianyang felt somewhat relieved.
This bizarre night, everything that happened far exceeded his imagination, or rather, all of this was completely out of sync with the world he knew. If he continued to be tormented like this, perhaps dying wouldn't be a bad choice to escape the pain.
Gently closing his eyes, feeling the whirlwind whipping across his face, Xia Tianyang awaited the impending impact.
"Oh~ Just seeing a few new things, and you're already looking like you're begging for death..."
A woman's soft, intoxicating whisper, like a gentle embrace of his earlobe, suddenly rang in Xia Tianyang's ear.
"That's... a woman's voice? First that white giant, and now who the hell is talking?!" The sudden, eerie, seductive female voice startled Xia Tianyang, even though he was somewhat numb to inexplicable things. His closed eyes involuntarily opened.
Before his eyes were cracks in the collapsing ground.
Out of instinct, Xia Tianyang didn't have time to look around. Before he could even pinpoint the location of the person who had spoken, he had already crossed his arms to protect his head, blocking his vision as well.
"Damn it, if I'm going to die, I'm going to die. Don't torture a law-abiding citizen like me anymore!"...
Several seconds passed, and his body was practically shattered from the impact.
The impact of falling to the ground?
Unexpectedly, Xia Tianyang didn't feel any solid landing. Or rather, he felt like he had plunged headfirst into the swimming pool where he usually exercised, only feeling a hollow sensation of water enveloping his entire body.
"I...I'm not dead? What's going on now?" Confused, he released his arms from his face, shook his dizzy head, and looked straight ahead.
A thick, almost starless night sky, a few shaky, flickering streetlights, shards of glass scattered everywhere, Edward lying on top of him, blood gushing from his severed waist, and the sinister man—Victor—laughing wildly in the distance.
After this inexplicable ordeal, he was back where he started!
This thought flashed through his mind, and Xia Tianyang immediately looked down at his chest.
The shards of bottle that should have been near his heart were completely gone; only the blood-soaked patch of his shirt remained, a stark testament to what had happened.
"What…is this?" Looking down, Xia Tianyang noticed something strange.
On the back of his once smooth right hand, there was now a strange, jet-black tattoo—almost identical to the male tattoo that had appeared on Edward's shoulder.
And looking back at Edward's upper body, the black demonic runes that should have been there were completely gone.
"Brilliant! Brilliant!"
"...Ugh..." Her azure eyes fell upon the broken corpse on the ground, and Hermes, who had been struggling violently, suddenly fell silent.
A few seconds later, Hermes, tightly bound into a fleshy shape, forcefully raised her pale neck, forcefully turning her head away from Victor's grasp, and stared directly at Victor behind her with her blue eyes that seemed to burn with raging fire.
"Staring at me? Are you staring at me?! This is... really disobedient..." Under Hermes's glare, Victor did not make any other reaction, only slightly pursing the corners of his mouth.
"Bang!"
Without a word, Victor raised his fist and slammed it hard into Hermes's lower abdomen again.
"..." As the injured party, Hermes still only stared at Victor's face with her blue eyes, but no painful whimper escaped from her mouth, which was wrapped in layers of tape.
"Edward's death has actually fueled your fighting spirit? But... will it even work?" His expression grew even darker, and Victor's fist, which was embedded in Amy's abdominal muscles, pressed down even harder before suddenly pulling it out.
He swung his fist again.
"Bang! Bang!"
"..."
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
"..."
Amy's delicate abdomen suffered Victor's continuous beatings, and bruises appeared on her fair skin from the relentless blows. Her large, round breasts bounced violently with each strike. Even though her alluring features were contorted in extreme pain, the woman bound and suspended in front of Victor remained completely silent.
But Hermes's unusually restrained demeanor only fueled Victor's sadistic urges. Faced with Hermes's silence, the cold-blooded man responded with even heavier punches.
"Damn it! Scream! Scream! Damn it all!!!" "Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
"Damn it... this guy is a real pervert! These days, rapists not only do whatever they want, but they also beat you up afterward. He's done his fun and then turns on you. Who can stand that?! Although I don't know what's going on, I'd better take advantage of his distraction and slip away to call the police..."
Staring blankly at the scene of violence, Xia Tianyang slapped his forehead after several seconds, quickly freeing himself from Edward's half-body pinning him down, preparing to escape the deserted alleyway while Victor wasn't looking.
Before Xia Tianyang could take a step forward, a chaotic whirlwind suddenly swept violently from behind him, then grazed his cheek with a sharp "swoosh," shaving a strand of hair neatly off his ear.
"Hey, hey, hey, hey! Did I say you could leave?! Since Edward blocked the attack that was originally meant to kill you, consider yourself lucky. Now, do as I said, you hurry up and pick up that handbag for me, and I'll let you live a few more seconds. As for me..." Vidor shouted at Xia Tianyang, then punched Hermes's full breasts hard, his knuckles sinking deep into the sides of her round, firm breasts, making the tempting mounds bounce back and forth. "...But I need to get busy flirting with this bitch!" "The handbag?" After Victor's instructions, Xia Tianyang suddenly remembered the instigator of the conflict.
His gaze shifted downwards, and at Xia Tianyang's feet, the handbag that had brought him all this trouble lay motionless. However, unlike its previous cleanliness, the handbag on the ground was now soaked in crimson blood, seemingly splattered when Xia Tianyang and Edward were both struck and coughed up blood.
Judging from the extent of the bloodstains, the splattered blood had probably seeped into the inside of the handbag.
"You asked me to help you with your bag, it's really not a big deal..." Xia Tianyang silently bent down and picked up the blood-soaked handbag from the ground. "...But you bastard, all you're doing is letting me live a few more seconds?! Why the hell should I help you, you freak?!" Grabbing the package, Xia Tianyang used all his strength to violently swing his arm backward, hurling the blood-stained handbag straight at Victor's face. Simultaneously, he turned and ran in the opposite direction.
"A magical artifact?! You fucking reckless bastard!!!" Seeing Xia Tianyang toss the handbag containing important items into the air, Victor, no longer caring about continuing to beat Elmis, hurriedly waved his hand, manipulating air currents to catch the falling handbag.
Surrounded by layers of air currents, the falling handbag finally stopped just before hitting Victor's face, hovering precariously in mid-air.
"Phew... thank goodness. If anything had happened to this thing, I'd be in real trouble..." Looking at the blood-stained bag floating in front of him, Victor breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, the man's relaxed face suddenly bulged with veins, transforming into a completely twisted and ferocious expression. He bared his fangs and said, "Originally, I was just in a good mood and mercifully wanted to give you more time to breathe... But now, my good mood has been completely ruined by you, you insignificant ant!"
Five outstretched fingers thrust towards Xia Tianyang's fleeing back. Starting from these five fingers, five small spiraling hurricanes floated out of thin air at the tips of his fingernails. With a slight twitch of his fingers, they roared like ferocious beasts unleashed from their cages, sweeping towards the fleeing human.
"The sound of wind? Is some kind of air current chasing us from behind?! Damn it, I have no idea what's happening behind me!" Busy running forward, Xia Tianyang didn't have a chance to look back. He could only keep his head down and keep moving his legs forward.
"Just dodge a few meters to the right, sigh... what an idiot." The woman's voice that had appeared when he was falling through the white space echoed softly in Xia Tianyang's ears again.
"Right...right?! I can't worry about that now!" Although he still couldn't figure out who was speaking, feeling the sharp stabbing sensation on his back, Xia Tianyang gritted his teeth, suddenly turned his feet, and lunged to the right.
"Crack! Crack!"
The moment Xia Tianyang lunged to the side, a crisp sound of something hard cracking suddenly erupted from the direction he had been running.
At Xia Tianyang's feet, who was lying on the other side, five neatly arranged spiral indentations were deeply imprinted on the concrete ground, with the one closest to Xia Tianyang almost touching his ankle.
"Damn it... what the hell is this thing? Judging from the sound of the wind, is it air? But this incomprehensible power, even bullets couldn't achieve this, right?!" Xia Tianyang, who had just turned around, stared blankly at the five spiraling holes, his face completely pale.
"A mere ant... how could it be so lucky time and time again? It's really, really infuriating!" Seeing Xia Tianyang narrowly dodge his air blades again, Victor's face contorted with extreme rage, as if he wanted to grind his teeth to pieces.
"You bitch, you're the one who's getting in the way here. Get out of the way first, and I'll deal with you slowly after I crush that ant!" His eyes, filled with a sinister killing intent, narrowed slightly. Victor grabbed the knot around Amy's neck and, lifting her by the neck, pulled her out of the large penis that was penetrating her vagina with a "plop".
Her honeyed orifice, long filled with the penis, overflowed with moist, lustful fluids. The moment Victor withdrew his penis, a torrent of glistening nectar gushed from her wide-open vulva, like a showerhead, dripping and splashing onto Victor's feet, creating a large puddle on the dry ground.
Intensely stimulated, Amy's alluring face flushed a captivating blush. Her full, firm breasts swayed violently with Victor's rough movements. She let out a soft moan from beneath the tape covering her lips, then was tossed to the ground like a broken toy by Victor.
Immediately following the woman's words, a rustling sound reached Xia Tianyang's ears.
"Alright~ It's completely fine now, you can open your eyes and take a look." "That voice again? Wait... what's this?!"
The moment the woman's voice faded, Xia Tianyang subconsciously obeyed her words, slightly raising his eyelids and squinting as he looked ahead.
Right in front of Xia Tianyang, a large number of bright red ropes seemed to have a life of their own, swirling and dancing wildly in mid-air. Countless ropes coiled and intertwined, forging a round shield woven from ropes for Xia Tianyang, completely covering and defending his fallen body.
The spiraling wind blades that emanated from Victor's fingertips, as the means of attacking Xia Tianyang, naturally also made intimate contact with the entire rope shield blocking the target.
However, in the instant the two clashed, the spiraling wind blades had not yet had time to unleash their full power before being forcefully bounced aside by the writhing and twisting ropes, adding several more spiraling excavation holes to the surrounding ground and walls.
Behind the rope shield, besides Xia Tianyang who was lying on the ground in a daze, a sexy female figure stood proudly between Xia Tianyang and the rope shield, with one hand on her hip.
"Woman...woman?!" Xia Tianyang felt his head explode at the mere glance at the woman who had suddenly appeared before him.
The woman, hands on her hips, stood diagonally in front of him, her long, black hair flying wildly in the swirling air. Even though only the back of her head was visible, her overwhelmingly wild aura was undeniable.
Perhaps due to her clothing, aside from two long black silk gloves on her slender arms, most of her smooth, white back was completely exposed, her slightly undulating, sexy spine flowing downwards. Even half of her full, rounded buttocks was faintly visible, the snow-white flesh bouncing slightly under the pressure of the turbulent air, as tempting as a ripe, dripping peach.
"What's wrong~ Why are you acting like you've never seen a woman before? Hehe... But you are actually quite adorably silly." The woman tilted her chin slightly, casting a charming smile at the dazed Xia Tianyang.
A delicate, high-bridged nose, sexy, fiery lips, and a pair of alluring eyes with light red eyeshadow, her long, glossy black curls seemingly capable of capturing a man's heart, partially obscuring her eyebrows—the woman's face was absolutely perfect.
Around her fair neck wore an exquisite iron collar. On the collar's cast iron surface, different beautiful women in various bound poses were meticulously sculpted, like a lifelike scroll, adorning the entire collar with exquisite engravings.
Her full, firm breasts stood proudly on her chest, covered only by a thin veil of black fabric that draped gracefully down the surface of her nipples, revealing a glimpse of her slender waist. The fabric split at her waist, exposing her sexy, slightly undulating abdomen. A single glance was enough to make any man's mouth dry.
Between her long, white thighs, there was no extra clothing covering her except for a pair of black lace panties trimmed with lace, the only protection for her private area. Her full, snow-white buttocks bounced and swayed under the tight fabric, while a pair of long, black stocking boots that reached from her knees perfectly outlined the sexy contours of her long, beautiful legs.
"Hey! Why are you still spacing out? Are you out of your mind? Hurry up and control your powers! All I can do is temporarily mobilize the magical power within your body. As for the issue of direct combat... that's something you, as a Bound Bearer, have to handle yourself~" Seeing Xia Tianyang still with his mouth wide open and drooling in a daze, the woman frowned her delicate eyebrows and snapped her fingers crisply.
"Ah... ah? Power, what's that?" After regaining his senses slightly, Xia Tianyang was able to speak, but his face still wore that familiar dazed expression.
"Headache... Is this guy really a clueless idiot?! This moment is something we've been waiting for for a thousand years... Oh well, the situation is urgent now, just follow my instructions and control your right hand!" With a helpless rub of her forehead, the woman sighed, put her arms behind her back, and hopped a few steps to quickly reach Xia Tianyang's side.
"My...right hand?" Xia Tianyang's gaze shifted to his right hand, which was braced against the ground. He was astonished to find that the strange tattoo that had quietly appeared on the back of his right hand was now gleaming with a dark light. The ropes surrounding him, their ends drawn from the center of this dark light, were tightly connected to the tattooed skin on the back of his hand.
His right hand, with its sudden tattoo, was clearly the source of all the ropes around him!
"Wait...let me sort this out...first, who are you? What's your name? Why did you suddenly appear in front of me?!"
"Sizzle! Sizzle sizzle sizzle!!!"
The circular rope shield enveloping Xia Tianyang and the woman suddenly emitted a series of intense, grating sounds from its surface.
"Alright, alright! In short, just do as I say~ This rope shield looks like it's about to break. If you don't want to be cut into pieces so soon, then listen to me... By the way, if you want a name, you can call me Ruth..." With a slight turn, the woman who called herself Ruth strolled behind Xia Tianyang, her slender waist bending forward and half-lying on his back.
Ruth's snow-white breasts, half-hidden under the black veil, bounced plumply under the pressure of her chest against Xia Tianyang's back, flattening into two alluring oval mounds. As the recipient, Xia Tianyang felt a soft, sweet sensation that went straight from his back to his brain, causing his face to flush red and his legs to suddenly pitch a tent.
"Uh...we've only just met, we're not that close yet...do we really need to be this intimate..." The faint, unique fragrance of Rosette wafted from the back of his neck, and Xia Tianyang felt every pore on his body tremble violently, screaming to release the pent-up desire within him.
"Hoo hoo...it's necessary~ Of course it's necessary..." A foxy smile played on her lips as Rosette's jade-like arm, clad in a thin glove, slid up Xia Tianyang's right hand, finally gently hooking her slender fingers around his.
"Tear!"
The rope shield covering Xia Tianyang and Rosette was shattered with a violent scraping sound, the broken rope fragments flying wildly in all directions, like a drizzle of rope falling to the ground.
"Damn it... I knew I'd sensed a faint magical fluctuation earlier. I assumed it was just remnants from that old bastard Edward, but who would have thought... it was coming from you, you ant!" Amidst the exploding rain of broken ropes, Victor's chilling figure flickered in and out of existence.
"But considering your hopeless idiot state, I suppose... at the moment Edward died, you were chosen by the Demon God without his Bound Mark—the thirty-first in line, Flas..." Holding his briefcase in one hand, Victor slowly strode forward, his gloomy face resembling a volcano brimming with lava, poised to erupt.
"The predecessor just stepped off the stage, and the guy closest to him has already taken the stage... The odds of that are frighteningly low, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a miracle... But you—an unknown ordinary person, a mere insignificant ant, what makes you think you're ranked among the demons like us? It's really infuriating... What makes you think you're on the same level as me?!" With a roar, Victor thrust his outstretched hand forward, and a swirling vortex of air, like a cannonball exploding, swept a trail of rubble and debris towards Xia Tianyang.
"Do you fucking know what kind of darkness we went through to finally stand on the ladder of demons?!"
"Damn it! Not again?!" Seeing the terrifying force of the incoming air blast, Xia Tianyang was about to get up and run away when his right hand, which was being held by Ruth, suddenly sank under her sudden force, his palm facing down and slamming into the ground.
"Hey! What are you doing? Playing at a time like this?!" "Hoo hoo~ Playing is also a human nature, get ready... we're about to take off~" Ruth's sweet voice, like honey that was heating up, melted sweetly in Xia Tianyang's ears.
"What?!"
The next second, right below Xia Tianyang's palm pressed on the ground, a large number of bright red ropes suddenly burst forth like a surging tide. Multiple ropes tightly merged and intertwined, forming a giant pillar entirely made of red ropes, which carried Xia Tianyang and Ruth, who was lying on his back like a kitten, high into the sky.
Directly beneath the suddenly appearing rope pillar, the air blast launched by Victor from a single palm not only destroyed a large number of ropes but also completely pierced the pillar's base. The powerful residual force of the air blast even exploded a second time after breaking through layers of ropes, blasting the gate of a residential complex behind the alley into pieces.
However, for this long pillar entirely formed of rope, although the air blast tore a terrifying hole in its base, the ropes wriggling around the opening quickly moved in to patch the hole and maintain the pillar's stable center of gravity.
"Rope...rope, rope? Rope!!! The demons under Frass...possess the power of body tempering. Although the specifics of the power vary depending on each person's physique, but...what the hell does this damn rope have to do with body tempering?!" With his lowered eyes slanting downwards, Victor's slightly raised palm formed a spiraling, violent current of air once again. "But no matter what abilities you've developed...you're just a mere ant. Even if you're lucky enough to become one of the demons, you'll only end up like your predecessor—that old bastard Edward—being cut in two by me!" With his arm, wrapped in swirling air currents, he swung it violently to the side. Centered on Victor's horizontally swinging arm, countless swirling air currents and wind blades instantly formed, attacking the massive rope pillar under their master's command. Like a series of neatly cutting saws, in just a moment, a large amount of rope debris was scattered across the surface of the rope pillar.
Although the opening was quickly filled with other ropes, the rate at which the ropes filled was clearly slower than the rate at which Victor was destroying it, thanks to the continuous cutting of the wind blades. Within minutes, dozens of deep, crisscrossing cuts appeared on the surface of the massive rope pillar, leaving it in a precarious and unstable state.
As for Xia Tianyang, who was currently atop the rope pillar, after the initial panic of the sudden ascent, he looked down at the large number of protesters awakened by the deafening noise and at the man manipulating the airflow to bombard the rope pillar. He finally calmed down a bit.
"I say… that freak down there is going to start bombarding it again. I don't understand what's going on with these ropes, but this pillar woven from them is about to be completely destroyed! You look like you know all about these strange things, aren't you going to do anything about it?!" Wiping the cold sweat from his brow, Xia Tianyang's face was somewhat pale.
"What's the rush... This rope post looks like it can hold for another minute or two. It'll be a little while before the other demons arrive, so we need to find a way to buy some time. If my guess is right, we can watch the show as bystanders in a bit." With a gentle wave of her jade-like hand, clad in a black gauze glove, Ruth chuckled and wiped away a bead of cold sweat from Xia Tianyang's brow.
From the two above the rope post, a black sports car was speeding along an empty road not far from the alley, its destination seemingly the very entrance to this noisy alley.
(IV)
Awakened by the sounds of Victor's repeated movements, the residents living near the alley rubbed their sleepy eyes, reluctantly got out of bed, opened their windows, and cast their gazes at the noisy night sky outside.
"Holy crap! What's that foreigner doing? Practicing boxing outside in the middle of the night instead of sleeping, is he trying to punch the air? Even though we're in a remote suburb outside the Second Ring Road, there's no need for this kind of noise at this hour!" "Wait, look around him... there seems to be a swirling airflow shaped like knives! And that big pillar that looks like it's made of rope... there seems to be someone on it!" "If I'm not mistaken... behind that foreigner, there seems to be a woman who's been tied up?! And she's not even wearing any clothes?! Hey, honey, don't call the police yet, let me go masturbate first..." "Shut the hell up! A bunch of annoying ants!"
Unable to stand the dense noise and commotion around him any longer, Victor roared with a dark face, raised his arms dramatically, and flicked his hooked fingers several times to the side, sending a large number of air blades flying into the surrounding crowd.
A storm of wind blades lashed against the walls of the surrounding houses, shattering the glass windows that sheltered the residents. They surged into the houses, instantly slicing off half the heads of many. Even a man who had just pulled down his pants, preparing to masturbate to the bound Elmis, lost half his manhood in a chilling, visceral shock.
Explosive spurts of blood instantly bloomed, staining the walls and windows of houses of varying sizes.
"Monster...monster!!!"
Vito had slaughtered dozens on the spot. Pushing open the windows, the crowd of onlookers immediately dispersed. Those who had survived, without even wiping the blood splattered on their faces, cried out and fled back to their rooms, slamming the doors shut, not daring to peek out again.
"Scrap is indeed scrap. With just a spark, it can cause a terrifying collapse like an avalanche... But even with this kind of trash, personally slicing through their flesh and blood is at least a little more satisfying... So, next, it's your turn!"
A high-speed, spiraling airflow swirled around his raised arm. Victor forced a sinister smile, then, his arm, now a spiraling blade of wind, slashed downwards with deadly force.
The violent blade of air swept past, and before Victor, who had just completed his swing, the massive rope pillar, already teetering on the verge of collapse, finally snapped diagonally with a hissing sound as the ropes broke. The loose upper half of the pillar clung to the edge of the cut, sliding away piece by piece to the side.
The densely woven ropes that formed the pillar snapped one by one. Clinging tightly to the surface of the rope pillar, Xia Tianyang desperately tried to stabilize himself amidst the violent shaking.
"Damn it, it's already collapsed... collapsed! What did you mean by stalling for time? I don't know what you're waiting for, but in this situation, how can we stall? Wait... you can fly?" In front of Xia Tianyang, who was sprawled out in a disheveled state, Ruth was floating leisurely in mid-air, her toes slightly off the ground, seemingly half-lying down.
"Ah... more or less, after all, my existence is rather special~ But don't overthink it, I can't take you with me to float in the air."
Ruth lazily yawned, gently wiping away a tear from the corner of her eye with her finger, looking sleepy and groggy, a stark contrast to Xia Tianyang's pale face.
"In short, what am I supposed to do now?! This rope pillar is no good, and not to mention that freak below is waiting for me to land, just thinking about falling from this height... I'm definitely going to be crippled if I don't die!"
"Well... what's the rush? You're a demon with the Flaschi mark now, controlling the power of body tempering, you shouldn't die from a fall... right?"
"Putting aside what body tempering and power are, what's with the tone of your question?!"
"Anyway, my advice to you is just one thing—pay attention to associations! The ropes that come out of your hands... those are physical substances created under the influence of your power. Whatever you think in your mind, these ropes will naturally move accordingly~" Lightly brushing a strand of hair behind her ear, Ruth's lips curled into a smile, her legs crossed as she floated behind Xia Tianyang.
"Wait a minute, you said it's enough to just think about it in your head..." Before Xia Tianyang could ask a few more questions, he suddenly felt the ground beneath him go empty. The densely woven ropes that formed a cylinder had completely broken and come loose, mercilessly throwing Xia Tianyang, who was lying on top of them, to the ground.
"Oh, right! Let me tell you something else. Since the scope of the Body Tempering ability is the human body, that means... the ropes that are coming out of your right hand are actually made up of a part of your body. Judging from the color, these red ropes are probably made up of your blood. Although becoming a demon greatly enhances your blood production and healing abilities, I still hope you'll be careful not to develop anemia~" As Xia Tianyang fell, Ruth's sweet, playful laughter brushed against his tousled hair and reached his ears.
"Blood?! These ropes... are all made of my blood? No wonder I've been feeling dizzy all this time. My face must be quite pale from blood loss... Never mind, the most important thing right now is..." Xia Tianyang cast his gaze down at the ever-enlarging ground below, a strange light flashing in his deep pupils. "So this is what they call making associations?"
"You worthless ant who only knows how to run away, you've finally decided to come down here! I don't even need you to land, I'll turn you into human slices in mid-air!" On the completely shattered and unrecognizable concrete ground, Victor, carrying a satchel in one hand, looked up directly at Xia Tianyang, who was falling from the sky.
In the center of his free palm, the turbulent air currents were constantly emitting a piercing, ghostly howl.
"In the world of demons, there is no place for trash like you!" With his palm facing Xia Tianyang high in the sky, countless surging air blades danced like a flock of released doves, weaving a neat net of death in front of Xia Tianyang's body, centered on Victor's raised hand.
However, just as these air blades were about to touch their target's flesh, the expected rain of blood and flesh did not materialize.
In front of the air blade net that was about to collide, Xia Tianyang's waist suddenly sank downwards, and then immediately sprang upwards with an exaggerated amplitude, even faster than the surging turbulent blades! He completely dodged the air blade interception net in mid-air!
"He flew?! How is this possible! Even I, with my Void Ability, have not developed this ability! Wait... what are those things?"
Watching Xia Tianyang sprang back into the sky, Victor's sinister face was filled with horror and confusion.
However, just a few seconds later, illuminated by the sparse moonlight, Victor's eyes flickered, and he immediately discovered the answer.
Several red ropes were tightly bound around Xia Tianyang's waist, and at the ends of the combined strands, dozens of ropes shot out in a net-like pattern in all directions. After wrapping around the corners of the surrounding high-rise buildings, the whole thing formed a rope device similar to a bungee jump. With the ropes' amazing elasticity, they pulled Xia Tianyang, who was bound around the waist, back into the air.
"A strange feeling is echoing in my brain... I seem to know how to use these ropes... It feels like I've controlled them before! As long as these blood ropes are around me, I can withstand the blades formed by these air currents!"
His body flew high into the air under the powerful rebound, and on Xia Tianyang's right wrist, dense blood-red ropes writhed like a swarm of snakes.
"Too weak! Too weak! Too weak! It looks impressive... but in reality—it's just a fragile toy made by an ant! Hahahaha!!!"
Gazing up at the turbulent hurricane that had completely engulfed the rope fist, Victor covered his forehead with one hand, letting out bursts of neurotic, confident laughter from his twitching lips.
"Well... after crushing this lucky yet unlucky ant, I'll take the magical artifact and that bitch Hermis back with me... Boss, you're still waiting for my good news." Taking a breath, Victor gradually stopped his meaningless laughter, adjusted his pace, and turned around.
However, just as he turned his head, Victor suddenly felt a tightness around his neck, his throat being pressed and dragged backward by something.
"This fucking... another rope?!"
His gaze shifted downward, and Victor was horrified to find—the thing wrapped around his neck was a long, blood-red rope that had wrapped around his neck many times and was already digging into his flesh.
Following the rope around Victor's neck upstream, the source of this rope was none other than the eye of the hurricane that had swallowed Xia Tianyang.
"These ropes... I feel like I'm getting better and better at controlling them, huff huff... I feel inexplicably excited!"
Xia Tianyang's voice drifted out from the eye of the hurricane, which was filled with numerous pieces of broken rope.
At the same moment, Victor felt the rope around his neck tighten even more, pulling him back several steps. If he hadn't managed to spread his legs to steady himself, he would have fallen flat on his back.
Using the pull of the rope, a figure covered in writhing blood ropes suddenly broke through the howling hurricane's encirclement, grabbing the rope around Victor's neck with one hand and charging straight towards them.
"You fucking...you're asking for death!"
Seeing the rope-bound humanoid figure charging down from above, Victor gritted his teeth and, ignoring the red rope around his neck, swiftly coiled one arm around a spiral of air.
Spiral Rapier—it was with this move that Victor had shattered the steel muscles Edward had generated during his body tempering!
Shifting one leg back and slightly leaning his waist, Victor merely twisted his torso slightly, and one arm, transformed into a sharp blade, swept across a semi-circle behind him.
Like a flash of light, the sharpness of the air blade illuminated an arc in the deep darkness for a moment.
With one strike, the humanoid figure wrapped in blood rope was completely cleaved in two from bottom to top.
However—
"It's empty?!"
Before Victor's wide-eyed eyes, the rope-like humanoid figure he had cleaved in two collapsed and disintegrated amidst the falling, withering fragments of rope after splitting in two. However… all that remained in the pile of broken ropes was ethereal air.
"That's right… just as you can see, there's no one there at all!" Xia Tianyang's deep voice, close to Victor's horrified profile, came from behind him.
"Damn ants! Always playing tricks!"
Following the direction of the voice, Victor instantly understood Xia Tianyang's location. His arm, wrapped in layers of spiraling air, swung wildly again, his entire body transforming into a spinning top, rapidly rotating backward.
"Crack!"
There was only a crisp, sharp sound of hard objects colliding, without any horrifying sound of flesh tearing apart, nor any scalding blood splattering across the night sky.
"You brat... what's with this arm?!" Looking at the thing that had blocked the spiral rapier, Victor's lips twitched slightly, and his voice involuntarily dropped several decibels.
Before Victor's horizontal slash of the spiral rapier, an arm entirely wrapped in white ropes stood as the last impenetrable barrier, firmly blocking Victor and Xia Tianyang.
Capable of tearing through steel-like flesh with a single blow, yet unable to shred Xia Tianyang's arm, which stood diagonally in front of him, bound in white ropes—this was the awkward predicament facing Victor's prized technique—the spiral rapier.
"Bonerop... its name is—bone rope, a rope forged from the hardest bones... a voice in my head is telling me this..." A strange light flashed in his eyes, Xia Tianyang's shoulders twitched, and his arms, wrapped in layers of white bone rope, clenched into fists. He forcefully raised the spiraling rapier that Victor had been slashing with, and punched it hard to the side.
"Sizzle! Sizzle!"
The terrifying sparks, flying wildly and passionately, erupted from the edge of the spiraling airflow and the bone ropes under Xia Tianyang's deliberate exertion.
Then, like a broken gear that had reached its limit and was already emitting smoke, Xia Tianyang's rope-wrapped fist, which was swinging to the side, finally shattered Victor's arm, which was covered in swirling blades, with a dull thud after rubbing against the spiraling airflow and creating a lot of flying sparks!
"Damn it! How is this possible?! You... are just a lowly ant who got lucky!"
With one arm forcefully knocked away by the opponent's strength, Victor's body lost its balance and he fell backward, cursing.
"Ants... Maybe compared to you bunch of monsters, I really only deserve that title... and a jobless ant who just got fired and is seething with anger~" The rope around Victor's neck suddenly taut, pulling his entire body forward instead of backward, rapidly dragging him toward the rope's owner.
"But even now, as an ant, I'm incredibly angry!" In front of the blood-red rope pulling Victor forward, Xia Tianyang's arm, which was wrapped around the bone rope, was clenched into a fist, bent backward like a stretched spring, gathering all the power within.
Then, the taut spring suddenly snapped.
Another heavy punch landed on his cheek. Victor's already bleeding, fragile nose couldn't withstand the pressure, and a torrent of blood gushed from his nostrils, splashing onto Xia Tianyang's fist, adding delicate petals to the white rope tightly binding it.
"What the hell? I'm going to fucking smash your head in!" Xia Tianyang wiped the blood splattered on his cheek, a glint of excitement in his eyes, and raised his rope-bound fist high.
"Bang!"
The fist slammed down, the rope pulled back.
"Bang!"
The fist slammed down, the rope pulled back.
"Bang!"
The fist slammed down, the rope pulled back.
Repeating this mechanically, Xia Tianyang's fists, like a storm, violently swept over Victor's head, like an uncontrollable swinging iron hammer, again and again, squeezing muscles, contorting features, and drawing blood.
"That's quite astonishing. In just a few minutes, he's already managed to advance his ability to the second rope. But judging from his terrifying, man-eating aura... perhaps he can't fully master the power in one go, and under the pressure of the power, his mind is acting strangely... or perhaps his true nature, lurking in his soul, has been exposed?"
Floating leisurely in mid-air, Ruth thoughtfully stroked her pointed chin. Her seemingly languid, alluring eyes were actually constantly watching the battle below.
"You bastard... you thing... I'll... kill you right now!" Enduring the relentless waves of blows, Victor gritted his teeth as his body was repeatedly struck like a sandbag. The veins on his tightly clenched fingers bulged, and in the next moment of close-quarters combat, he seized the opportunity, his index finger lashing out, unleashing a spiraling blade of energy.
At such close range, with an astonishing speed, Victor believed that at such close range, the unsuspecting opponent would not have enough time to react. Even if they reacted in time, the extreme speed of the air blade at close range would be far beyond what could be avoided with normal speed.
"Swoosh!"
A sharp sound of a weapon slicing through an object rang out.
Under the hazy moonlight, a few drops of blood and a strand of hair were scattered, nothing else adorning the dark night sky.
"Trying to use such a petty trick? Just now... you didn't seem like this." Xia Tianyang tilted his head, looking at Victor expressionlessly.
On Xia Tianyang's cheek, a shallow cut was slowly oozing blood, the exposed muscle still warm, and the hair beside his ear was neatly broken. Clearly, this was the result of the spiral air blade's surprise attack.
"It's...it's that damned rope again!"
Victor's lips twitched uncontrollably as his eyes fell on the large, blood-red rope wrapped around Xia Tianyang's neck like a scarf. His battered facial features were completely contorted.
The spiraling airflow, exploding at close range, produced an astonishingly fast effect. Before Xia Tianyang could react, it had already swirled towards his face. If its full power had been unleashed, Xia Tianyang's head would probably be a pile of minced meat by now.
But at the same instant, the large clump of blood-red rope around Xia Tianyang also acted immediately. Several ropes quickly wrapped around their master's neck and pulled vertically, causing Xia Tianyang to tilt his head and barely avoid the sudden wind blade, preventing his head from being completely shredded.
"As a return gift for this frightening present... I'll do my best to give you a decent return."
A sinister smile curled at the corner of his mouth. Xia Tianyang swung his arm and yanked hard on the blood rope wrapped around Victor's neck. Beside him, on the rope-bound arm, numerous white bone ropes wriggled and twisted like maggots, climbing along the contours of the arm and weaving together a large white rope fist.
Smaller than the previous red rope fist, but—the solidity, as hard as iron, between each strand of the white rope was far greater.
The blood rope was pulled back, and the giant white fist swung fiercely. Victor's frontal body, from top to bottom, every muscle felt the brutal compression of the fist's force, every cell experiencing the violent erosion of the wrist's power.
Time seemed to freeze in that second.
The impact of the blood-red rope pulling at the neck, combined with the force of the large white rope fist, created a powerful fusion that, after slowly penetrating the target's flesh, erupted in a torrent!
Time, seemingly frozen, began to flow again.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Amidst the series of deafening explosions, the heavy force of the fist penetrated Victor's muscles, creating a swirling current of air behind him.
The rope-woven giant fist squeezed the target's muscles, while also suffering a backlash from the powerful impact. Starting from the five tightly clenched fingers bound by the rope, the giant fist advanced inch by inch, while the ropes that made up the fist snapped and scattered, utterly shattering along the shoulder and elbow.
Amidst the explosive shower of broken rope fragments, Xia Tianyang, maintaining his forward-leaning punching posture, his bulging, veiny fist detached from the white rope's embrace and sank deep into Victor's pectoral muscles.
The final, devastating punch, its power so immense that it completely shattered the white bone rope binding Xia Tianyang's arm!
A strange, deep dent appeared in the center of Victor's chest; the bone-crushing force of the punch radiated outwards from this point, spreading to every cell deep within his body. Victor, struck by the blow, was flung into the air like a rag doll, his body spinning wildly before being blasted far away by Xia Tianyang's deadly strike. Amidst the
swirling dust and rubble, a muffled thud echoed as Victor's body, blasted back by the punch, smashed through the side wall of the alleyway, burying itself deep within a pile of broken tiles and rubble.
The handbag he had been clutching slipped from his grasp the instant he lost his balance, its contents billowing wildly in the wind.
A small, dark wine glass emerged from the depths of the bag.
The perfect parabolic arc rippled through the air, and the small wine glass, detached from the handbag, fell to the ground with a crisp "crack," shattering into several pieces of varying sizes.
"That broken cup, is that the magical artifact you've been muttering about? Too bad, it looks like it's shattered into pieces."
Shaking his arm, which had just delivered the punch, Xia Tianyang glanced at the broken cup in the distance, shrugging nonchalantly. In his pupils, the slowly swirling black vortex showed no signs of diminishing; in fact, it seemed to be growing even thicker.
Having unleashed such a powerful punch, the five fingers on Xia Tianyang's hand were twisted and contorted in an unusual state of fracture, a price commensurate with the explosive force.
However, in just a few breaths, with a series of cracking sounds, the fractured fingers spontaneously snapped back to their original positions, and the scratches on his cheek healed completely from the falling calluses.
"Not bad. For a new demon, to be able to do this in your first battle, I'd probably give you around a 90 out of 100."
Behind Xia Tianyang, Ruth, who had been leisurely floating in the air, quietly floated down. "But this result is really a bit unexpected. I was thinking that you just needed to stall for time, but I didn't expect you to be able to make such a clean and neat counterattack. It's really commendable." With his back to Ruth, who was lightly touching the ground with her toes and sighing with her chin in her hand, Xia Tianyang's profile was shrouded in a thick shadow. Silently, his tattooed right hand silently rose.
"Ninety points... If we're commenting on a scale of 100, then I really have to thank you for the compliment... But as you can see, although I can feel that I'm very familiar with the power within me, as for other miscellaneous things, I don't know anything about them. Could you please answer one question for me first?" "Oh? It seems there's nothing important now. If you want to ask, then just ask whatever you want. Anyway, this is pretty much my job..."
"So... for my first question, could you help me vent my frustration?" Xia Tianyang gently lifted his right hand, which was etched with a demonic tattoo, and his lips twitched slightly nervously as he slowly turned his head.
In Xia Tianyang's previously ordinary eyes, a dark flame flickered and shimmered, like a black vortex slowly turning, almost filling the entire white part of his eyes.
"Releasing your pent-up desire? Heh... that's quite a direct way of putting it, but it does fit that man's nature, or rather... that's actually a very euphemistic way of putting it?" Ruth smiled and shrugged, her graceful body, draped in a thin veil, swaying slightly, her full breasts bulging, as she beckoned to Xia Tianyang with her finger. "But... what if I refuse?"
"Unfortunately, my gun down there is incredibly excited right now... you—don't have the option to refuse!"
With a flick of her right hand, Xia Tianyang's eyes, swirling with black flames, widened suddenly. The numerous blood-red ropes floating around him twisted and rippled, instantly surging like a burst dam, rushing towards the smiling woman amidst the howling wind.
"How crude, considering you've only just learned how to control your powers... But I don't mind this straightforward approach, I even quite approve of it." With a light laugh, Ruth spread her arms wide, her breasts high, striking a completely unguarded pose, seemingly unconcerned about the ropes wrapping around her. The
rapidly extending ropes, in the instant Ruth adopted this relaxed posture, snaked up her outstretched arms, tightening sharply around her pale wrists, forcibly pulling her shoulders behind her back, and tightly binding her arms several times, one on top of the other.
The rope was wrapped several times around Rustie's armpits, then pulled upwards at her wrists, almost to the limit where her hands touched her head. This tied her hands behind her head and tightly around her fair neck, leaving deep, reddish-blue marks on her delicate, fair skin.
Her large, firm breasts were also given special attention by the extended rope, which was tightly wrapped around their base several times, making them appear like balloons about to burst, bouncing directly out from under the thin gauze. The white flesh trembled slightly against the dark sky, appearing extremely conspicuous.
The remaining rope passed through her full cleavage, making her breasts bulge outwards, then gathered around her slender waist, forming neat diamond shapes near her sexy navel. Finally, a strand of rope was drawn from the loop around her neck and flew towards Xia Tianyang's palm.
"Ugh... You're really tied up very tightly. My breasts are so swollen from being squeezed like this... I only blinked for a moment, and I'm already tied up like this, completely at your mercy... You're too impatient~" Ruth tried to twist her tightly bound, slender waist, only to find that she seemed to have no room to move at all. However, her charming face still had the same smile on it. She just stuck out her tongue and smiled at Xia Tianyang in front of her.
"However, just because you knocked that man who controlled the airflow away with one punch doesn't guarantee you've actually taken care of him, right? Without being 100% sure of safety, what's the point of doing anything else?" "Whatever! My head feels like it's about to explode! Who cares about the situation? I can't think about anything else right now!"
Xia Tianyang roared like a mad beast, his eyes, filled with a dark, ink-like ripple, completely engulfed in the night sky. With
a sharp twist of his wrist, Xia Tianyang yanked the rope he was holding, pulling Rust, who was tightly bound, towards him like a doll.
"Ouch... don't be so rough, be gentle with me..." Rust smiled, trying to say something more, but Xia Tianyang's hand slammed down on her head, pulling her hair and forcing her to kneel on the ground.
Then, before Rustie, who was kneeling on the ground, a massive, abnormally large penis, only slightly thinner than a forearm, shot out impatiently from Xia Tianyang's unzipped pants, slapping against Rustie's fair cheek with a crisp "smack." Its
size was truly magnificent; the surface of this enormous penis, seemingly inhuman, was covered with thick, long, worm-like veins that twisted and grotesquely covered every inch, creating a terrifying visual effect.
"Oh? That's quite a magnificent size. It seems the demon blood flowing through my veins has begun to burn… Although after being inscribed with the Demon God's mark and officially becoming a demon, the pure human body is further enhanced by the mark's influence, this is still a bit too breathtaking…"
Rustie smiled seductively, staring at the terrifying cannon between the man's legs. A faint blush rose to her cheeks, and her sexy lips parted slightly as she swallowed the saliva that welled up at the corners of her mouth.
"As expected... it's still because of that person's influence that this change happened~" "Swallow it."
Without any intention of considering the other party's wishes, Xia Tianyang opened his pitch-black eyes wide, forcefully pressed down on Rustie's head, and then thrust his lower body forward forcefully, suddenly sending his entire penis into Rustie's mouth.
"Ugh? Oh?!!! Hmm... Oh oh pfft... Hmm oh oh pfft oh ugh..." Rustie's mouth was filled with the brutally inserted penis, which was directly pierced deep into her throat by the terrifyingly long penis. On the edge of her fair neck, a clearly visible outline of the penis could be seen.
"Ugh... Hmm?! Oh ga... Ha oh oh oh pfft oh ugh?!!..." Her hair was tightly gripped in Xia Tianyang's hand, and Rustie's warm and moist mouth seemed to be used as a masturbation cup for men, constantly being thrust in and out of the terrifyingly large penis at high speed.
With each thrust of his penis, the outline of his massive member was etched across the side of her beautiful face. The large bulge in her throat moved rapidly up and down, completely filling her mouth, leaving no room to breathe.
"Ugh...oh...oh...throat...ah...so tight...I can't make a sound...wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo?!"
With Xia Tianyang's large penis in her mouth, Ruthie, her eyes wide with desire, laboriously performed oral sex on him. Copious amounts of saliva sprayed from her flushed lips, which were visibly aroused by the intense thrusting, even splattering onto her face, creating a picture of utterly wanton and seductive allure.
After a while of relentlessly thrusting into her mouth, the large, thick penis that had been rapidly pumping in and out of Rustie's mouth finally gave a violent jerk, like detonating a bomb made of compressed semen. It ejaculated a large amount of cloudy white semen into her mouth, filling her entire oral cavity and even deep into her throat. Large spurts of semen even sprayed out from the corners of her mouth with a splattering sound, making a sticky mess on the floor.
"Hmm... at least it feels a little better... my head doesn't hurt as much as before." Letting out a long sigh, Xia Tianyang patted his forehead and slowly withdrew his still imposing penis, covered in strands of sexy saliva, from Rustie's rosy lips.
"Mmm... Ahh... Ahh... That's a huge thing... It's almost suffocating... But the taste is actually quite good..."
Bound tightly with ropes, Ruthie knelt weakly on the ground, her cheeks flushed with intoxication. She stuck out her tongue, licking the semen splattered on the corner of her mouth as if recalling the aftertaste, while rhythmically heaving her large breasts and panting heavily.
"Now, it's time to taste the main course." Squeezing Ruthie's bouncing breasts, Xia Tianyang's gaze gradually drifted to the triangle between her tightly pressed legs.
In his eyes, the darkness remained, as if he were still in a hazy, indistinct state.
"Well... I wouldn't mind personally experiencing your big thing again, but that man who controls airflow seems to have risen from the ruins~" Rosette deliberately thrust her large breasts, which Xia Tianyang was playing with, forward, and gave a seductive chuckle.

Her own penis still bore traces of glistening saliva; the warm, moist sensation of it entering a woman's mouth still seemed to linger around her nerve endings.
Undoubtedly, she had forced the bound Rosette to perform oral sex on her, but as for Victor...
"Confused? Well, I forgot to tell you, right now... only you can see me~" Looking at Xia Tianyang's somewhat puzzled black eyes, Rosette smiled and slowly rose from her kneeling position.
At the same time, the red ropes binding her body snapped and shattered one by one, turning back into their original liquid form. Like a spray of water, the liquid cascaded down Rustie's body, splattering onto the ground.
However, the light gauze clothing Rustie wore remained completely unaffected by the splattered blood, remaining clean and tidy, without even a trace of dampness.
Picking up a trace of semen from her lips with her finger, Rustie half-closed her alluring eyes, provocatively sucking on the silver thread hooked by her fingertip, and said in a soft voice, "And, as you can see, if I want, these little gadgets wrapped around me can also be hidden away. It's completely impossible to bind me~" "You…were you just playing with me?" Xia Tianyang looked back at the teasing Rustie, his lower body beginning to react again.
"No way~ I really wanted to taste that big thing just now, hmm... and sure enough, it tasted just as I expected, pretty good..." Sucking on her fingers, Ruth's face showed a lewd and infatuated expression, still savoring the taste.
Looking at Xia Tianyang, who was still talking to the air around him, Victor's eyes suddenly flashed coldly. He spread his arms, his heavy stomping on the ground cracking the concrete, and ran towards the man who seemed to be talking to himself.
"I didn't want to use this kind of trick, I might be in danger myself if I'm not careful... but to let you, you bastard, know what a real demon is like, none of that matters!!!"
Around Victor, who was running forward, the sinister air currents that vaguely resembled skulls swirled and howled, emitting bursts of malevolent cries like the screams of vengeful ghosts.
In just a few seconds, Victor's outstretched arms were enveloped in a fiercely swirling gust of wind, and even his chest—and even his head—were gradually swirled with a chilling, eerie wind.
Xia Tianyang glanced coldly at Rustie, who was throwing him flirtatious glances behind him, then turned around and raised his fist.
"I don't have time for you now. After I completely smash this annoying guy's head, I promise I'll fuck you until you pee yourself, and then you'll cry and tell me everything you know!" "Okay... I'm looking forward to it..." Rustie rested her chin on her hand, smiling calmly.
"Still talking to yourself? Sure enough, trash is trash. Even if you evolve into a demon, you'll just end up as a madman!"
"Then let's try it. This time, I'll aim my fist directly at your head, and I'll make sure you can't get up again!"
Victor's provocative roar spread through the air, and the fiercely swirling air currents almost enveloped his entire body like a well-fitting suit of armor.
The ground beneath his feet was littered with rubble, a scene of devastation. Vito, caught in a sinister vortex, slammed his fists, which resembled swirling whirlwinds, towards Xia Tianyang.
"Spiral Rapier... x2!"
"Bonerop!"
Vito's two arms, spinning like drills, clashed head-on with Xia Tianyang's fist, which was rapidly wrapped in taut white rope
. Vito, his face mostly enveloped in the whirlwind, grinned menacingly, less than a few meters from his opponent.
"...An extra gift, Vacuum Domain... Deploy." Vito's spiral rapier arm suddenly retracted its thrusting motion and then slashed vertically.
Like an eraser sweeping across a dusty blackboard, a large expanse of air surrounding Xia Tianyang's face was instantly pushed away by Vito's arm.
A sudden, loud "buzz" rang in Xia Tianyang's ears, and several spurts of blood instantly shot from his ear canals, along with a spurt from his nostrils.
"The air... is gone again..." His facial expression froze slightly, and the dark flames in Xia Tianyang's eyes intensified. "Get out of the way!"
A punch, like a cannonball, slammed into Victor in front of him. Xia Tianyang's uppercut sent the wind-swept Victor flying back several meters.
"The feel is off. Is it because of the air currents surrounding him?" Xia Tianyang took a few steps back from the recoil, shaking his hands vigorously.
To him, the punch felt like hitting cotton. Although it had indeed forced his opponent back, the sensation in his wrist told him that the punch hadn't caused any real damage.
"Hehe, a punch from someone like you used to really hurt me, but for me now... it's nothing at all. You should take it easy on yourself!" Victor chuckled, slowly raising his two arms that were spinning like a whirlwind.
Between his fingers, which were caught in the vortex, mottled specks of blood slightly stained his yellowish nails.
In an instant, amidst a hissing sound like venomous snakes writhing, a large amount of hazy blood mist suddenly erupted from Xia Tianyang's muscles. Ten deep, bleeding holes in his chest stood out starkly against the swirling blood. His
legs trembled slightly, and Xia Tianyang involuntarily knelt on the ground amidst the erupting blood mist. Thin threads of blood seeped from his five orifices, gathering in front of his nostrils and dripping onto the ground.
"My vision... is starting to blur... my whole body is starting to feel weak? Damn it!" "You bastard, you're about to die, aren't you? I just wiped out a large portion of the air around you. When the body's air pressure is out of balance with the outside world, even a demon's brain will be momentarily impacted and take a long time to recover... Sure enough, my spiral rapier could only unleash part of its power in that moment of sluggishness... It's a pity I didn't tear you in two in one go."
Victor's face, completely enveloped by the swirling whirlwind from his chin down, was adorned with a maniacal smile. He adjusted his stance, slowly took a few steps forward, and laughed: "A newly born demon, without systematic training, trying to master his powers is simply a pipe dream..." "You've... been able to manipulate your power for a long time, and you've actually made me feel pain, so you deserve some praise... But now, as a newcomer, your ability to use your power should be reaching its limit! This is the last spiral rapier!"
Watching Victor raise his hands, which were wreathed in a fierce whirlwind, and charge straight at Xia Tianyang, who was kneeling on the ground, Ruth, who had been quietly observing from the side, spread her hands and sighed helplessly, "Sigh, it was still a bit too much, wasn't it? But then again... if a normal demon with the Demon God's Contract tattoo were to learn to use their power skillfully, it would take them a year and a half. To be able to do this is already considered abnormal, isn't it?"
"Of course, dying here would be meaningless..." Rosette smiled and nodded, her slender arms crossed over her chest, lifting her full, firm breasts high. "But thankfully, the one who can bring this nighttime drama to a close has arrived." A cloud of gray smoke ruffled her black hair as she wiped her face with a smile, roaring forward.
"Finally... now I can finally shred you, you bastard who's infiltrated the demons! You'd better follow in Edward's footsteps and die!" Above Xia Tianyang's head, Victor, enveloped in wind, leaped high into the air, his arms, radiating sharp, cold light from his elbows, unleashing a torrent of killing intent.
"Damn it, why can't this body move? Move! Move it now! My mind is a mess... but I know I absolutely can't die here!" Kneeling on the ground, Xia Tianyang stared at the Grim Reaper gliding towards him from the sky. His muscles, spurting blood, were still struggling desperately, trying to recover quickly from the collapse of
his bodily functions. Then, right before Xia Tianyang's eyes, Victor, leaping through the night sky, was abruptly hit by a torrent of thick, roaring smoke. He was thrown around like he was being hit by a speeding truck, flying straight to the side.
Even worse than being hit by Xia Tianyang's bone rope punch, this time, Victor, blasted away by the smoke, crashed directly into a residential building next to the alley. Under the violent acceleration, Victor even crashed through several stairwells before finally coming to a stop amidst a pile of collapsing rubble.
"The 'Smoke Dragon' is still making such a racket... What a nuisance, I didn't want to cause such a commotion..."
The crisp sound of boots hitting the ground, like the beat of drums, mingled with a woman's languid voice, echoed in the deep night sky.
At the entrance of the alley, the car—the one Xia Tianyang had seen when he was lying prone on the towering rope post—was parked crookedly.
"You are..." Xia Tianyang listened to the crisp sound of heels hitting the ground as they approached behind him. He forced his stiff neck to turn and look behind him—
a woman wearing a loose coat and a scarf around her neck.
Her long, glossy black curly hair, as if it wanted to grab a man, cascaded over her shoulders under the starlight, like the deep blue sky after the clouds had been cleared, flowing slowly around the edge of the heavy scarf around her neck.
Beneath the loose, flowing coat, her full, firm yet soft breasts pressed against her purplish-black bra, creating a visually striking effect as if they might burst at any moment.
Even with the heavy coat, her sensual figure was subtly revealed with the swaying of the fabric, from her slender waist to her full, rounded buttocks, like ripe peaches ready to be harvested.
The woman held a cigarette with a flickering ember between her black leather gloves.
"Hmph… what's the point of asking? This kind of thing, you can know just by the intuition deep in your blood…" Her eyelashes lowered, she took a puff of the cigarette, her voice heavy with listlessness. "Demon…
your kind."
With the cigarette still dangling from her lips, the woman's hands were in her coat pockets, her eyes glazed, as if she hadn't slept properly, gazing at the slowly crumbling ruins in the distance.
"I really didn't expect you Europeans to come here and cause trouble. Honestly... There's still plenty of time before the 'Royal Selection,' there should be a limit to stirring up trouble..." The woman exhaled a smoke ring, then glanced at Xia Tianyang, whose muscles were twitching beside her. "And you, newcomer, at least act like one, don't tremble like a leaf."
"Stop talking nonsense... Don't pretend in front of me." Xia Tianyang struggled to his feet, pushing off the ground with his elbow, swaying like a stalk of wheat exposed to the wind and rain, yet slowly straightening his spine.
"Hmm? Your eyes... are quite interesting, not even a patch of white? Heh, it looks like there are black flames burning in your eyeballs..."
The woman glanced at Xia Tianyang as he got up, her lazy tone carrying a hint of amusement.
The conversation didn't continue. The clattering sound of rubble rolling from the distant ruins interrupted the woman's words.
"Another sharp pain... Damn it, this is truly an unforgettable memory of injury. Are they all rushing to their deaths...?"
Victor, his voice sinister, crawled out from the rubble again, flipping over a piece of broken wall.
A chilling aura, like ink drops in water, rippled outwards from where Victor stood.
At this moment, Victor's body was completely enveloped by the howling, swirling cold wind, as if he were in the eye of a storm. From Xia Tianyang's perspective, he could only be vaguely seen as a human figure formed by a whirlwind.
"Hey, 'Thunder Emperor' lives up to his name. Luckily, he's on our side this time... Don't you think, kid?" Long Ziyu exhaled a long puff of smoke, glancing at Xia Tianyang, who was being held by the hand holding her cigarette.
"Huh... huh?"
"Why are you acting like you're mentally challenged... By the way, why is all the black in your eye sockets gone? Is it because your powers have ended?"
"Sigh... What did you say? My mind is a bit confused. What happened just now feels blurry, I can't remember it very clearly... Speaking of which, who are you?!" "...Never mind, it seems that because I just imprinted the insignia, my mind can't handle it and is showing signs of collapse. Let's discuss this later..."
Looking at Xia Tianyang's mentally challenged expression, Long Ziyu helplessly spread her hands and took a deep drag on her cigarette in frustration.
The dust and sand kicked up by the lightning strike, illuminated by the moonlight, were parted piece by piece, slowly revealing the view.
"Still not dead... It's rare for me to be this angry... Stray dogs really are stray dogs, a bunch of tough beasts."
Hermis sighed, somewhat helplessly brushing a stray strand of hair behind her ear. Her full, firm breasts bounced slightly with the movement, like balls, gleaming alluringly in the bright moonlight, as if coated with essential oil.
Before her, the street, which had once been barely recognizable as an alleyway, had been completely shattered into pieces of broken rubble, utterly ravaged and unsightly.
In the chaotic scene where the dust had settled, there were creatures that didn't originally belong here.
On the shattered concrete ground, an uninvited guest wearing a gas mask hoisted the heavily injured and unconscious Victor onto his shoulder, stepping onto a protruding rock, and looked up directly at the completely naked woman not far away.
The gas mask was a long tube style, and the person who suddenly appeared was dressed in a tight-fitting purple latex suit that clung to her curves. Judging from the full, curvaceous figure, it was undoubtedly a woman, and a woman with an especially voluptuous figure.
"So, that garbage dump-like family of Alduin actually sent a fourth demon with a demonic insignia... Looks like you've been following these stray dogs the whole time? But with three beasts, two dead and one injured, there's no point in you showing up now." Hermes smoothed her messy long hair behind her head and glanced at the other person disdainfully.
"It is an honor to witness the power of Hermes Sfield—'Thunder Emperor'—but forgive my rudeness, my duty is to be entrusted by the family head to receive the other family members. Now that Victor is no longer able to fight, I am not confident that I can fight three against one, especially with Miss Hermes and Miss Oborozumi present..."
The woman wearing a gas mask, carrying Victor's considerable size, bowed solemnly.
"Then, we, the members of the Alduin family, will take our leave!" "Boom!"
"Tsk...They ran away."
Hooking up a finger crackling with electricity, Hermes gritted her teeth with some resentment, watching the wisp of smoke slowly rising from the scorched ground.
Before the other party could finish speaking, the crimson lightning she controlled had already exploded like a sharp blade at the target's location.
However, the other party, along with Victor carried on their shoulder, vanished completely in an instant, as if they had never existed.
"Never mind... the Alduin family, this grudge isn't over yet. When I get back, I'll make you experience the wrath of the Sfield family..." Aries glanced coldly at the ruins before her, head bowed, muttering bitterly to herself.
"Ahem, Miss Aries, please allow me to interrupt..." Oborozumi coughed lightly twice and slowly walked to Aries's side.
"Ah, it's you. I was so excited just now that I forgot... On behalf of the Sfield family, I thank you for your help, Miss Oborozumi."
"Hmm... I didn't expect Miss Hermis to recognize me. I'm truly flattered. But that makes things easier. As a demon from the European region, you and the Alduin family have appeared in the territory under our Asian demon jurisdiction. Please come with me first and explain the situation." "This is indeed my duty and obligation, but..." Hermis's eyes darted around. "
I know, it's about Edward Sfield's body, isn't it? Don't worry, I've already contacted other local demons to come here to handle the scene. Trust me, we will handle his body properly and will definitely satisfy you, Miss Hermis."
"Hmm... That's all we can do now. I will cooperate with you. But before that, could you please give me some clothes to cover myself with?"
"Of course." Oborozumi smiled, took off the heavy coat she had been wearing, and handed it to Hermis.
Watching Hermes don her coat, Oboro Shinohara flicked the cigarette she held in her hand, gently shaking off the last wisp of smoke. She glanced at Xia Tianyang, who was being held unconscious by the cigarette-wielding hand.
"Aside from this... well, all in all, having one more demon from our side before the 'Royal Selection' officially begins is ultimately a good thing..." Oboro Shinohara tossed away the cigarette butt, crushing it with her foot. "Even though he can't hear me since he's unconscious, I should still say something." "Welcome—officially to..."
"...the world of demons."

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