Killing to save lives

"Does that mean I have to kill someone?"
Larry exclaimed.
"You can't do it?"
"I can't kill one person to save another."
"It seems you still haven't made up your mind to become the first Larena,"
Cranston sighed.
"I can't bring myself to kill innocent people; but if it were someone like Shera, I would never hesitate!"
Cranston nodded and said, "If Larena had been willing to fight against humanity, the Soul Cult wouldn't have suffered such a bloody crackdown by the Holy See. However, if Larena had become a cold-blooded animal, I might not have been willing to go to hell for her."
"Then... I have to find someone to die in Anna's place?"
Larry asked.
"Otherwise, we could separate Anna's soul fragment from her memory, and replace someone else's memory with hers. That way, Anna could be resurrected in someone else's body."
"That's no different from losing her." “
If all else fails…”
Cranston pondered for a moment, then said, “We’ll have to find a dying person and use their soul to fill the void left by Anna’s soul.”
“That’s possible.”
Cranston sighed, “This was originally a simple matter; we could just grab anyone. But you’ve made it so complicated. Sigh, just like Larena!”
“Stop lamenting, you dead skeleton! Let’s get down to business!”
Alimis laughed.
“There’s no living person in the entire Brick or even Talon, and we need to find a dying person. It’s not that simple.”
Cranston shrugged, revealing a mouthful of black teeth.
“Slantan, let’s go to Slantan! Slantan doesn’t have absolute power yet; it should be the most suitable place for us. There are many people there; we can find suitable people.”
Krantin glanced at Larry and Elimis, unaware of Larry's deeper plans, and said, "Slantan is a melting pot of races and factions. Yakuts tried to annex it before, but ended up getting humiliated. Entering without Slantan's knowledge could lead to unpredictable consequences." "
You skeleton can be afraid? Aren't you someone who's been to hell?"
Elimis said disdainfully.
"Elemis, I, Krantin, have never been afraid of anyone, except..."
Remembering Raziel, Krantin coughed several times before continuing, "I'm worried about my master's safety."
"Krantin, actually, the danger and safety of Slantan are relative."
Having captured Krantin and Elimis's attention, Larry analyzed, "To outsiders, Slantan's danger lies in its mixed races and factions, but I remember Slantan is a relatively peaceful place, deeply averse to war. That's why when Yakuts tried to annex Slantan, its inhabitants united to resist." "If we can make good use of this and integrate into Slantan, the locals will accept us and won't want to expel us. And when humans or demons think of capturing us in Slantan, the Slantans won't let it go easily. In this way, what we perceive as a crisis will become an opportunity, understand?"
"That's so Larena-esque..."
"Style."
Alimis interrupted.
"Hey, can you stop stealing my lines?"
Cranston complained.
"Letting me steal a line or two won't kill me!"
Alimis rolled her eyes at Cranston and walked out, stretching as she said, "I reek of alcohol, I need to take a good shower, otherwise Larry might get knocked out by the smell." Upon hearing the sensitive word "bath, "
Larry immediately perked up. After asking Cranstin to take care of Anna, he dashed out like a cat smelling fish.
Looking at Anna and then examining the dragon ring on her finger, Cranstin muttered to himself, "Before Anna is resurrected, I must find a way to get Larry to form a pact with the dragon ring. Otherwise, without the ring, Larry can't become the strongest, or even defeat the Light Clan."
After a long silence, Cranstin sighed, "I hope Larry has the courage to form a pact with the Ring of Shira."
Arimiss and Larry entered the laboratory together, moving the lab table aside to create a large open space in the center. She then drew a magic circle in the middle. As she chanted, the magic circle activated, shimmering and revealing a large, steaming bathtub filled with the scent of lavender.
Arimiss hooked her arm around Larry's neck and said suggestively, "Little Larry, want to take a bath with me?"
"Isn't this what you've been waiting for?" Larry
stroked Arimis's face, his hand moving to her lips; Arimis extended her tongue and licked Larry's finger, gently sucking on it, her eyes incredibly alluring, instantly arousing Larry's dormant member.
After licking Larry's finger several times, Arimis stepped back, stripping naked in front of Larry, her hand pressing against her genitals.
Seeing Larry staring at her lower body, Arimis slowly parted her fingers, revealing her smooth vulva, and pressed her labia apart, displaying her glistening, already wet opening before him.
"Little Larry, you said you wanted to establish your own regime in Slantan and defeat the Light Clan with magical artifacts?"
"Yes."
Larry had already removed his clothes, his massive member erect.
"Then I will reward you with what you most desire." "
Arimiss blew Larry a kiss, then stepped into the bathtub, resting her arms on the edge. 'You know what it is, come and get it yourself if you want it!'
'Of course.'
Afraid of damaging the Mayami Chain, Larry took it off and placed it on a pile of clothes. Then, with his large penis erect, he walked to the bathtub, but instead of stepping in, he brought it to Arimiss's mouth.
'Sigh! When I first sucked you, you were as shy as a chick just hatched from its egg, and now… um…'
Before he could finish speaking, Larry's penis was already in Arimiss's mouth, and she began to suck diligently, trying her best to serve Larry. After a few swallows, she cupped his penis in her hands, licking around the glans with her tongue. Seeing the glans drooling with excitement, she laughed and said, 'Little Larry, look, it's drooling.'
'It knows you're thirsty.'
'Then… is it the upper mouth that's thirsty, or the lower mouth?'" "
Arimiss laughed heartily, causing her beautiful breasts to sometimes peek above the water and sometimes shyly dive back in, while her nipples, just touching the surface, appeared hazy and alluring in the ripples. 'I feel thirsty in both mouths.'
'So... what does Larry plan to do?'
'First, quench your thirst in your upper mouth.'
As he spoke, Larry rubbed the head of his penis against Arimiss's red lips. Arimiss wanted to continue teasing Larry with words, but seeing how thirsty he was, she could only lick clean the fluid secreted from his glans, press his penis upwards, and lick the tip of her tongue at the urethra. Feeling his body tremble, Arimiss took his penis into her mouth and sucked hard.
When her mouth felt a little sore, Arimiss spat it out.
Seeing that Larry was still wearing gloves, she wanted to take them off for him, but Larry quickly grabbed her hand, saying, 'This is the seal of the four-winged angel Gui'er. If you remove it, she will escape.'"
"How did the seal on the Gem end up in your hands?"
"It's a bit complicated. I'll explain it to you properly when I have time."
Larry stepped into the bathtub, letting Alimis rest her head on his shoulder. He began to fondle her smooth breasts.
Alimis's breasts were like jelly, easily slipping out of Larry's grasp with a gentle squeeze.
Enjoying Larry's caresses, Alimis let out soft moans, her hands stroking Larry's penis up and down. As Larry kneaded her breasts faster, her stroking also quickened. “Ugh… ugh… Larry: Oh… ugh…”
Thinking of Guier, Larry suddenly remembered something and hurriedly asked, “Arimiss, who is my father?”
“Father?”
Arimiss opened her eyes, her expression conflicted, and after a while, she said, “I’ve never seen your father since I was with Larena, so I don’t know who he is.”
“Impossible, you clearly said my mother was married.”
“Uh… let me think.”
Leaning on Larry’s shoulder for a while, Arimiss finally said, “I remember now. On the day Larena got married, I went to a small town in southern Yakuts. I only learned about Larena’s marriage after I returned, but I’ve never seen your father, and I don’t even know his name.”
With this explanation, Larry felt nothing but helplessness and simply stopped thinking about it, because there was a half-elf waiting for him to have his way with her in his arms.
Larry’s hand moved down along her cleavage, crawling over her thick mons pubis, and his middle finger pressed accurately between Arimiss’s two petals, touching her pearl-like clitoris.
“Ugh…”
Arimiss trembled violently.
Larry traced his fingers along the cleft of her vulva while kissing Alimis's red lips and sucking on her lower lip. Alimis, in turn, sucked on Larry's upper lip, her body writhing like a snake, occasionally letting out moans, especially when her sensitive clitoris was touched.
Aroused and her whole body heated up, Alimis opened her mouth to welcome Larry's tongue. As soon as it entered, she took it in, sucking frantically, swallowing all his saliva.
Having lost ground on the upper battlefield, Larry turned his attention to the lower battlefield, finding the entrance to her vulva with his fingers and slowly inserting them.
"Ugh..."
Alimis hurriedly grabbed Larry's hand, panting, "Don't use your fingers, use your lower one. I don't want to give my virginity to your fingers, I want it, understand?"
"Mmm."
Larry kissed Alimis's forehead.
Alice continued stroking Larry's penis, her eyes glazed over, and said, "Remember when I told you I was locked in a cage, watching my kind being raped by horses?"
"Yes."
"For the next year, that scene played out almost every day, until Larena saved me."
She paused, then continued, "Because of that, I'm filled with a fear of men. So during my time in the Soul Cult, if any man smiled at me, I felt he had ill intentions. This fear lasted until two years ago, when I saw you in Brick. After becoming the lab administrator, I tried to overcome this fear because I knew that one day, my body would accept you."
"Actually, when you first started sucking my penis, I thought you were a..."
"A slut?"
"I didn't say that."
"But that's what you thought. It's normal to think that way, haha."
"Not anymore."
Larry hugged Alice tightly and said, "The warmth you once received from Larena will be received from me again!"
“Larry…”
Alimus choked, tears streaming down her face, her eyes misty. “Ready?”
Larry’s hand touched Alimus’s private parts again.
“Larry, my cunt belongs only to you, this life, and even the next, will never change.”
Alimus turned around, kneeling in the bathtub, her full and pert buttocks raised high, glistening water droplets flowing down her buttocks, over her anus, sliding over her pink vulva, and dripping into the bathtub.
Seeing Alimus’s alluring appearance, Larry’s penis tightened even more. “Larry… um… come in… use your rod…”
Alimus breathed, swaying her buttocks slightly, giving Larry a visual impact.
“I will love you well, my Alimus.”
Larry held his penis and rubbed it against her private parts, the glans sinking into her vulva, sliding up and down; Alimus, feeling itchy and embarrassed, only hoped that Larry would penetrate her soon and take away her virginity that she had guarded for who knows how many years.
“I’m going in, Alimis.”
Larry said, slowly inserting his penis. “Mmm…”
Because both of their genitals were very wet, the penetration was easy, but Alimis still felt a little overwhelmed. She felt like her vagina was about to tear, but the glans had only just touched her hymen.
After reaching her hymen, Larry withdrew. The brief emptiness left Alimis somewhat bewildered. Just as she was about to ask, his penis suddenly thrust in, instantly breaking through her hymen and reaching her G-spot. The sudden fullness made her roll her eyes and almost faint.
“Does it hurt?”
Larry stroked Alimis’s buttocks, savoring the rapid contractions of her vagina, waves of warmth traveling through his penis to his heart. Alimis shook her head.
“Then let me bring you the pleasure you desire.”
With that, Larry began to slowly thrust in and out, a few drops of blood being drawn out by his penis and dripping onto the surface of her vagina.
At first, Ellie felt a little pain, but after Larry thrust in and out dozens of times, her vaginal opening barely adapted to the exaggerated size of his penis, and she began to enjoy the wonderful taste of sex. Each deep penetration made her moan uncontrollably, as if her body was being pierced through.
"Ah...ah...Larry...Larry...I can't take it anymore...oh..."
Ellie, panting heavily from being fucked, raised her head and arched her body upwards. Larry's glans kept hitting her clitoris, bringing her close to orgasm. Feeling Ellie's vaginal canal contracting rapidly, Larry knew she was about to climax, so he grabbed her hands, making her body arch backwards, and then began a new round of thrusting. "Slap, slap, slap..."
The sounds of their genitals hitting each other adorned this erotic play, and Ellie was like a sail, letting Larry, the experienced helmsman, steer her through the storm.
"Ah...ah..."
Ellie moaned, her full breasts swaying with Larry's thrusts.
"Ah!"
Accompanied by Ellie's high-pitched moan, her vagina suddenly tightened, like countless mouths engulfing the penis. Her vaginal opening also tightened, trying to suck it in, but how could a penis covered in her own fluids be sucked in?
Knowing Ellie had reached her climax, Larry thrust even harder, wanting to offer his life essence to her.
After ten minutes of pounding, Larry finally felt the urge to ejaculate. He grabbed one breast in each hand, kneading them vigorously, while continuing to thrust until he could no longer hold back. Only then did he stop thrusting, giving a powerful jerk, plunging his entire penis deep into Ellie's vagina, ejaculating every last drop of semen into her uterus. "Do you like this feeling?"
Larry asked breathlessly, holding Ellie tightly. "Mmm, I can't stand it anymore."
Alice was completely exhausted. Larry withdrew his penis and lay in the bathtub, while Alice curled up in his arms, enjoying a rare moment of peace. After resting for about ten minutes, they began washing each other. Alice cleaned Larry's penis twice with her mouth, but seeing it showing signs of erection, she dared not suck any more, afraid of arousing his desire. Alice loved the feeling of being fucked to the point of ecstasy, but she knew she couldn't do it too often, especially since someone else was waiting for them. Wearing a light blue, low-cut silk dress, Alimis turned around and asked, "Larry, do I look good?"
Looking at Alimis's rosy cheeks, Larry smiled and nodded, saying, "In my heart, you look beautiful even without anything on."
"Tsk tsk, being out in the world for so long has made your mouth sweet, but girls will like that."
Wearing high-heeled sandals, Alimis swayed a few times in front of Larry before wrapping her arms around his neck, saying, "Larry, I feel so happy right now because you're with me."
"Of course."
Larry gave Alimis's bottom a hard slap.
"Hey!"
Alimis glared at Larry, saying, "Don't think that just because you're my man you can bully me!"
"I will only cherish you."
Larry kissed Alimis.
"Like Larena..."
Alimis's eyes flickered, and she leaned on Larry's shoulder, tears welling in her eyes.
After a moment, Larry asked, "Why don't you call me Little Larry anymore?"
"Because you've grown up, we can't call you Little Larry anymore."
"What if I like that nickname?"
"Then..."
Arielle smiled charmingly and said, "When there are many people around, I'll call you Little Larry. When it's just the two of us, you'll be my man, my husband, okay?"
"Wife."
"Husband."
"Wife."
"Husband."
They called each other back and forth until Arielle heard footsteps, then they walked out of the laboratory together. Walter, leaning on his cane, asked Larry and Arielle, "Should I prepare lunch? But all I have is stewed peas."
"Uncle Walter, are you leaving with us?"
Larry asked. "Where to?"
"Slantan."
Walter shook his head and said, "This old man can't take any more trouble, and I've gotten used to it here."
"Come with us! We can't leave you here alone."
"Hehe, no need, really no need. If you want to stay for lunch, I'll make some pea soup."
After thinking for a moment, Larry said, "We need to get going, we can't eat here. Uncle Walter, I believe that in a few days, Brick will be back to normal, so you'll have to keep a close eye on the academy gates and not let unruly students like me sneak in and out like this."
Walter suddenly perked up, his voice trembling, and asked, "Did we win the war?"
Thinking of the demons withdrawing from Krasia Fortress, the death of the Golden Skull King, and the significant blow he had dealt to the demons, Larry nodded and said, "Indeed."
Regardless of whether the Talons would return to their country, giving Walter hope was better than letting him down. “We should go.”
Larry glanced at the silent Arimiss and asked, “Why aren’t you saying anything?”
“I’m learning from Sophia, learning her reserve. Don’t you like her like that?”
Arimiss feigned innocence, pursing her lips, but her eyebrows twitched, clearly unable to contain herself. “I still prefer the old you. This way, your face is practically cramping.” Arimiss
burst into laughter, panting heavily, and said, “Sorry, it seems being carefree suits me better.”
Entering the room, Cranston said, “Larry, if you want to save Anna, you have to do one more thing.”
“What is it?”
Larry was startled, because Cranston’s expression was extremely grim, though his expression never seemed to improve.
Cranston pointed his skeletal staff at the Ring of Shira on Anna's ring finger and said, "Anna used the most powerful force of the artifact, at the cost of her shattered soul, so she has broken her blood pact with the artifact. But by chance, Anna didn't die, but she's not exactly alive either. If she awakens, the Ring of Shira will likely shatter her soul again, because her wish continues to be fulfilled. Therefore, to keep her safe, you must make a blood pact with the Ring of Shira."
"I can't take away what's most important to her!"
"
What's the point of all this if she doesn't even live? Think about it carefully!"
In Larry's heart, the Ring of Shira was extremely important to Anna, just as the Chain of Mayami was to him, so he shook his head immediately upon hearing that he had to take away her Ring of Shira. But if he didn't make a pact with the Ring of Shira, Anna might still not survive, so after considering it for five minutes, Larry nodded.
“You should know how to make a blood pact with a magical artifact. Arimiss and I are waiting for you outside.”
Cranston winked at Arimiss and went out.
Arimiss followed Cranston and said, “Anna’s soul has already been shattered once. Sira has taken everything she could. It’s impossible to let Anna’s soul be shattered again, is it?”
“If I didn’t say that, how could Larry have made up his mind to make a blood pact with the Ring of Sira?”
Cranston retorted.
“That’s right, this is best for Larry and Anna. If Anna were still the holder of the Ring of Sila, she might sacrifice herself for Larry someday, and then we’d have to clean up the mess.”
“Then we might not even need to clean up the mess, just bury her.”
“Heh, Clanstein, you’ve learned to joke around.”
“Just stating the facts.”
“Perhaps we should discuss what we need to do once we’re in Slantan. Although Larry is mentally prepared, his resolve isn’t strong enough, and his methods aren’t ruthless enough. We’ll still need to step in on many things.”
“Killing and drinking blood are my favorite things. If anyone’s going to kill, I’ll do it.”
“For Larry to successfully rule Slantan and even the entire continent of Xize, he’ll have to kill some people he doesn’t want to kill. So you need to kill some people before he even realizes it.”
“That’s my specialty.”
“As for me, I’ll just focus on researching potions! Alas, it’s a pity the lustful worm didn’t burrow into Shera’s body back then, otherwise things wouldn’t have turned out like this.”
“Without Shera, Larry wouldn’t have been able to maintain his faith, so in another sense, Shera made Larry.”
“That’s true. I just don’t want Larry to experience too much suffering.”
“It’s a million times better than going to hell!”
“Yes, yes. Come with me to the lab to pack! Take everything we need; I’m going to set up a bigger lab in Slantan!”
“I’m not interested in those bottles and jars. I’ll wait for Larry here.”
“Suit yourself.”
Elemis yawned and headed towards the lab, while Cranston sat in the corridor, waiting for good news from Larry.
At this moment, Larry was holding Anna's hand, contemplating whether or not to make a pact with the Ring of Shira. In many ways, he should, at least to improve Anna's survival rate and ensure she wouldn't encounter this situation again. However, he didn't want to take away what belonged to her.
After a long silence, Larry kissed the back of Anna's hand and said, "Anna, I, Larry Alton, swear with a soul harder than steel that as long as my agile fire doesn't go out, I will bear your pain, accomplish what you want to accomplish, and make you happy for the rest of your life."
With that, Larry removed the Ring of Shira, bit his finger, and let his blood drip onto the surface of the dragon ring. The blood slowly dripped onto the two dragon eyes on the ring's surface. The dragon eyes flickered several times, and the ring immediately emitted a brilliant blue light, illuminating the surroundings and making the room dazzlingly bright. A dark magic circle appeared beneath Larry's feet, ignited by dark elements, rising and enveloping him.
When Larry realized what was happening, he found himself in a desolate desert. "Sila!"
Larry shouted at the top of his lungs, but only the howling wind and swirling sand answered him.
"I want to make a contract with you!"
Larry shouted again.
Still, no one answered Larry. He felt as if he had been abandoned in the desert, but he knew that Sila was definitely in this desert. However, with the sand swirling and visibility less than 500 meters, finding Sila, whose appearance he didn't even know, under these conditions was indeed a big problem.
"Oh! A new contractor!"
A mocking voice suddenly rang out from high above. Larry looked up and saw a figure, but the sand obscured his vision, and he could only make out a rough outline. Regardless of what Sila looked like, Larry shouted, "Give me your power!"
"Hehe, it's rare to encounter a contractor with such a tough attitude. Let me tell you, even if you drip your blood on the magical artifact, it's useless if I don't grant you my power, so you should be more polite."
"Sorry!"
Larry, who was always very polite, called out.
"Do you know who I am?"
"Sila."
"Can you describe Sila in your mind?"
Recalling the description in the Bible, Larry said, "I've heard that you are the most dangerous, most violent, and most insane fallen god. The most terrifying aspect of your power is that it instills despair."
"Oh, you've got me straight to the point!"
The yellow sand vanished instantly, and Sila, with a long, pointed face and a pair of beautiful butterfly wings, floated in mid-air. Her thin, bamboo-like body was wrapped in a white robe, making her look like a mummy with butterfly wings. While
Larry was still stunned, Sila had already flown in front of him, reaching out a branch-like hand to touch his face, and asked, "Do you know what you went through to be allowed to make a pact with me, the most dangerous, most violent, and most insane fallen god?"
Sila's eyes were filled with malice and hatred, and the corners of her mouth were exaggeratedly pursed. Compared to Sasm, who had left a good impression on Larry, Sila left a very bad impression on him. "I don't know."
"Then I'll show you what happened!"
Xira flapped its wings, and the light spots flew forward, one becoming two, two becoming four, four becoming eight... Instantly, the entire desert was filled with light spots, which were constantly forming different objects.
"I want to make a contract with you."
Anna's voice rang in Larry's ear.
"Anna?"
Larry was startled.
Anna was standing right behind him, but light spots flickered around her body, and her gaze was fixed on another Xira in front of her, completely oblivious to Larry, even though he was right in front of her.
At this moment, the Xira next to Larry tapped his shoulder and said, "This is just a memory of the desert, a past existence."
Larry didn't care whether it was a memory or not, and kept reaching out to touch Anna's face, but Anna walked towards him and passed through his body, closing the distance with the Xira in front of him.
"I said, this is just a memory. The only ones that truly exist are you and me, and the sand beneath our feet."
Xira looked at the other version of herself not far away and said, "It's been a long time since I looked in a mirror. I'm still the same as before."
Larry didn't care to reply, he just focused on watching Anna.
Another Sira said, “Anna Bert, if you wish to enter into a contract with me, you must experience the most terrifying thing you have ever known. If you can endure it, I will bestow upon you supreme power until your soul is so fragmented it cannot be pieced back together!”
“I do!”
Anna replied without hesitation.
“Come, I will make the past repeat itself, even the past you do not know.”
The other Sira fluttered its butterfly wings, from which countless specks of light drifted, scattering in all directions as before.
The specks of light formed a dark basement, where a naked woman, her hands and feet chained, her belly swollen, blood flowing from her genitals, was approaching her hurriedly with hot water and towels.
Larry stood in the basement, and Anna stood beside him, watching this scene, her eyes filled with terror, her body seemingly trembling. Larry wanted to embrace her, but it was all just an illusion.
“You should know who this is, right?”
Another Shira landed behind Anna, lowering her voice. “She’s your mother, about to give birth to you.”
Hearing her mother’s painful groans, Anna turned her head away, but Shira said, “If you can’t even bear this, I can’t bestow my power upon you. Think it through, new contractor.”
Hearing this, Anna turned her head again, her body trembling even more violently, but her gaze remained fixed on her mother. With a cry, the baby was born safely into the world. A hint of relief appeared on the woman’s previously pained face, but this relief was instantly shattered by footsteps. “Lord Karistall…”
“Boy or girl?”
“It’s a girl.”
A midwife handed the still-crying baby girl to Karistall.
The bearded Karistel glanced at the baby girl, noticing her beautiful, ruby-like eyes. He nodded and said, "Take her out."
"Yes, Lord Karistel."
After the two midwives left, Karistel walked up to the woman and smiled, "At least she's not a demon, otherwise I would have killed her."
The woman looked up, her eyes, darker than the night, filled with grief and anger. Tears streamed down her pale, bloodless face as she hysterically cried, "Karistel, you beast! You'll get what's coming to you!"
"You vile demon woman! I only brought you home because you were starving, and I only slept with you because you had some looks. I even got you pregnant with my child, and you're ungrateful?"
Karistel slapped the woman across the face. "Pah!"
The woman spat on Karistel's face. "Mommy...Mommy..."
Anna was already in tears, biting her lower lip, her eyes filled with hatred. Karistel wiped the drool from his face with a handkerchief, took a medicine bottle from his pocket, and said, "As you wish, I will poison you, but as agreed, I will keep your child."
"If it weren't for the child, I would have killed myself long ago!"
"Open your mouth."
Karistel pulled the stopper. Perhaps longing for death, the woman obediently opened her mouth. "Mommy...no..."
Karistel poured the poison into the woman's mouth, then forcibly shut it and punched her in the chest. The woman gulped down the poison with a painful "gulp."
"Ugh..."
The woman trembled all over, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth. The excruciating pain of her internal organs being slowly corroded made her kneel on the ground, yet she desperately tried to stand up again. Even in death, she wanted to die with dignity!
Seeing her mother struggle to her feet, Anna's tears flowed like a spring, but she didn't cry out loud, biting her lower lip until it bled. Behind her, Shira laughed even more maniacally, as if watching a spectacular performance.
Looking at the woman lying dead on the ground, Karistel spat on her and said, "The demons are the lowest of races. After we conquer Yakuts, I will suggest that the Alliance kill all the men of Yakuts, use the women as breeding boars, and send the offspring to be brainwashed. The men will be forced into hard labor, and the women will be sex slaves, to be used at will, whenever we want, hahahaha..."
Karistel laughed and strode away, leaving behind a woman who had just given birth and was poisoned to death.
Anna walked up to her mother, carefully looking at her face, reaching out to touch her, but her hand grasped at empty air.
"Mother, I will remember the pain you suffered for me. I will make that beast Karistel pay a thousandfold. I will make him lose everything and be utterly disgraced, otherwise I am not your good daughter!"
"It seems you are ready to accept my supreme power."
Another Sira grinned. Anna turned around, her face serious. "Sila, you fallen god who controls desire, grant me your power!"
"Prepare to accept my charity!"
At that moment, the surrounding scenery turned into specks of light, flying away and disappearing without a trace.
"That bastard Karistall, he's worse than an animal!"
Larry clenched his fist.
Sila landed in front of Larry, grinning, and asked, "Larry Alton, do you want my power? If you do, you must experience some of the most terrifying things you may have experienced, or have never experienced before.
Larry naturally didn't want to experience the things he had already experienced that terrified him; he was even less willing to experience things he had never experienced but that terrified him. But Anna had the courage to face her mother's death, so how could he run away? If he ran away, he wouldn't get Sila's power.
Compared to the Scepter of Desire, the power of the Ring of Sila was obviously more attractive; it could grant wishes in any space. However, what Larry cared about wasn't that, but Anna's life or death.
Seeing Larry hesitate, Sila's grin widened, like a clown, and asked, "Do you want it?"
Larry finally nodded. "
Hehe, then prepare to experience something so terrifying it will make you cry!"
Sira fluttered her butterfly wings, and specks of light drifted around, recreating scenes from the past. Larry stood at the entrance to the Fallen Temple, before a large group of Holy See members, with Kali at the very front. "Heh heh, things have come to this point, say whatever you want. It's just a pity we demons haven't truly become powerful yet, otherwise you would never have returned home! Great God of Destruction, Satan, grant me the power of destruction, when the undead begin..."
Hearing the unfamiliar yet familiar voice, Larry turned around. His mother, Larena, whom he had dreamed of countless times, stood before him, her arms raised high, chanting necromancy.
Looking at Larena's angry face and numerous external injuries, Larry couldn't hide his rage and turned to shout, "Kali, that's enough!" "
But this is just a memory; Larry can't change it. Just like the Soul Protection Movement seventeen years ago, Carly summoned ten thousand bolts of lightning, striking Larena's shoulder. Severely injured, Larena had no choice but to run into the temple, and Carly followed her in. "Do you want to see how your mother died?"
Shira crouched on Larry's head. Larry's facial muscles twitched. Even if it had happened before, he didn't want to recall it, but to gain Shira's power, he gritted his teeth and nodded.
The scene moved forward, and Larry saw Larena prostrate before the swaddling clothes.
"Mother's soul is with you, my baby."
Leaning down to kiss the baby's rosy cheeks, Larena murmured, "The decaying flesh can no longer bear the sorrow of the soul. Grant me the power of stripping, separate! Wailing soul!" Watching his
mother forcibly extract her soul from her body, Larry unconsciously took several steps back. How much courage it took to perform a soul-extraction technique on oneself! And Larena had done just that.
Seeing his mother die as her soul was completely absorbed into the necklace, Larry's heart ached terribly, but he had learned to be strong and wouldn't cry like before. He would channel his grief into power and punish those who had harmed him and his mother!
Looking at Carly approaching, Larry's mind was in turmoil. On one hand, Carly had adopted him; on the other hand, Carly had indirectly killed Larena. What should he do if he encountered Carly on the battlefield later? If there was a way to resurrect his mother, she would probably kill Carly, right? If his mother asked him to kill Carly with his own hands, should he abandon that inappropriate, non-blood-related affection and kill Carly?
The scene slowly faded, and Sira, hanging upside down, looked at Larry's face and asked, "Why aren't you crying? Isn't this sad enough? The last contractor cried his eyes out."
"Crying can't change history, so what's the point?" Faced with Larry
's question, Sila paused for a moment, then laughed loudly, "Who cares if it's meaningless? As long as I'm happy. Larry, Alton, you've decided to accept my power, haven't you?"
"Yes!"
"Alright!"
Sila flew into the sky, spread its arms, and chanted, "Insignificant being, the great fallen god Sila, I will grant you the power to achieve everything. Use this power to your heart's content, until your soul is shattered!" With
that, Sila transformed into a mass of light, shooting towards Larry like an arrow, striking him squarely in the chest. The intrusion of the external force caused Larry's body to begin changing shape, a change that lasted for a full ten minutes before he returned to normal.
Gasping for breath, Larry noticed that he was now wearing the Sila Ring on his ring finger, its dragon eyes gleaming.
"Sila, can I not wear it on my ring finger? I'm not married yet!" “
Then consider this my great blessing, hahaha…”
Larry was about to retort, but he had already returned to reality. Looking at his ring finger, he felt a little depressed. What if he met a beautiful woman in the future, and she saw the ring on his ring finger and thought he was married? Wouldn't she stop coming to him?
He tugged hard at the dragon ring, but it didn't budge, as if it were part of his body. Helpless, Larry had no choice but to give in. He kissed Anna on the cheek to make sure she still had a faint heartbeat before leaving the room. “Did you make a contract?”
Cranston looked at the dragon ring on Larry's finger.
“Yes.”
Afraid that Cranston wouldn't believe him, Larry imitated Anna's actions and kissed the Ring of Shira, chanting softly, “Shira, give Cranston a piece of strawberry cake!”
A white light appeared above Cranston's head, and then a strawberry cake bigger than his head fell down. If he hadn't dodged in time, he would have been hit by the cake.
Watching the strawberry cake slowly disappear on the ground, Cranston said seriously, “Each wish consumes soul power.” "Unless absolutely necessary, you must not use this ring, otherwise, before your great undertaking is accomplished, your soul will be shattered." "
Yes! If it weren't for this restriction, this ring would probably be the most powerful weapon on the continent."
"More or less!"
Cranston, seeing Alice approaching with a large bundle on her back, said, "It's time to set off."
"Yes!"
Larry, carrying Anna back to their room, walked out of the magic academy with Alice and Cranston, heading towards Gleph, Doris, Oscar, and Eunice, who were still waiting for them, along with Lancefit, who was still being used as a building block.
Larry had been worried that Walter would be attacked by the undead at night, but Alice assured him that she had already set up a barrier around the academy, preventing the undead from getting close, which reassured Larry.
Gleph, who was assembling Lancefit, was startled when she saw Cranston and cried out, "Oscar, Larry and the others have been kidnapped by a necromancer! Quick, save him!"
Oscar glanced at Larry and the others and smiled, "They should all be on our side."
"Impossible, right?"
Gleph looked puzzled.
Walking up to Gleph, Larry introduced her, "This is my sister, Gleph. Ya Jin..."
"Another sister,"
Gleph muttered, clearly annoyed that Larry was concealing their relationship.
“She’s also my confidante, and we’re getting married soon,”
Larry added.
“Get married my foot!”
Gureve blushed, her face as red as a ripe apple.
“This is Dr. Doris, and the little girl beside her is her daughter, Eunice.”
Arimis was startled to see that Doris was also a half-elf. In her memory, she had only seen half-elves in a cage when she was a child, and had never seen any since. Doris’s astonished expression made the usually carefree Doris a little embarrassed, and she quickly tilted her head to one side, pretending to admire the scenery. Eunice, on the other hand, looked at Arimis’s pointed ears with curiosity.
“This is Oscar Brenton, a dragon knight.”
Oscar bowed, saying, “I am Oscar Brenton, Larry’s loyal servant. I hope we can get along well.”
“Wow! A dragon knight as Larry’s servant!”
Arimis grinned from ear to ear.
"Hey, hey! Why aren't you introducing me?"
The assembled Lancefit was clearly unhappy with Larry's unfair treatment, and immediately bit Larry's foot.
Larry, in pain, kicked Lancefit away, yelling, "I was just about to introduce you, you tragic figure!"
"No need, I can introduce myself."
The skull on the ground opened and closed, saying, "I am Lancefit, once the most powerful dragon on this continent. Even as a bone dragon, I am still the most powerful, but bad luck struck me when I encountered an opportunistic undead like Larry..."
Larry swept his scepter, and Lancefit screamed as it flew more than ten meters away. "I am Clanstin Bragero, formerly serving Larena, now serving Larry,"
Clanstin bowed.
“I am Alice Alton. When I was little, Larena saved me, and I've been following her ever since. Later, Larena… I followed Larry.”
Looking at Alice, Guref wanted to ask about the Battle of Pine City, but then felt it was pointless and kept quiet.
After a brief introduction, Larry explained his short-term plans. Everyone was excited to learn that Anna was still alive, especially Guref; she particularly missed the times she and Anna served Larry together, teasing Anna until she blushed was the most fun! After chatting for more than ten minutes
, Larry and the others rode two dragons and flew towards Slantan. Lancefit almost got separated from its companion, but luckily Guref, who loved to dismantle it, took it in; otherwise, the golden earring, which had been teased countless times, would never have allowed Lancefit to climb onto its back. As night
fell, Larry and his group arrived in the skies above central Slantan.
Fearing the dragons would cause a disturbance, they deliberately chose a deserted location to land. Oscar then ordered Fire and Golden Earring to fly to the nearest mountain to rest and await his orders.
Unfamiliar with Slantan's terrain, Larry and his group planned to find a place to settle down first. Once they understood Slantan's terrain and power distribution, they would rethink their plans.
In terms of land area, Slantan was similar to Talon, but its eastern and southern parts were almost entirely forests or wastelands, sparsely populated, while its northern part bordered Talon and the Alamit Plains. The Slantan people often clashed with the Talon people and had been involved in the Alamit War, so the northern part of Slantan was also sparsely populated, with the population mainly concentrated in the west and central regions.
Furthermore, Slantan's layout differed from any other country on the continent of Xize. Slantan was composed of multiple tribes, so Larry needed to unify all the tribes to establish a regime there. Guided by the lights, Larry and his group finally found a tribe.
Because Larry was carrying Anna, and the group included two half-elves and the skeletal Kranstin, they were taken to the chieftain's residence during the routine pre-entry check by two guards armed with spears and wearing animal skin shorts.
Kranstin wanted to kill the two guards, but at Larry's prompting, he had to swallow his anger. After all, this was someone else's territory, and they planned to develop their power here in the future. If they started fighting as soon as they met, it would be troublesome to win them over later.
"Larry, didn't you say that Slantan has no ruler?"
Gureve complained. "I only said that Slantan has no political power. Do you know what political power means? It means that Slantan is not ruled by a king, understand?"
"Nonsense!"
They were led into the living room of a large house of about 500 square meters. The two guards stepped aside, and an old, hunchbacked woman with a colorful feather headdress came out. She walked with a cane, coughing as she went. Her face was so dry it looked like a sardine that had been sun-dried for over ten days, and every wrinkle looked like it could trap a mosquito.
The old woman sat on a chair draped in a tiger skin, tapping her cane on the ground as she slowly asked, "Why have you all come to Isolo?"
Larry was about to speak when Oscar, adept at social interaction, interrupted, "We are travelers, mainly here to record the customs and traditions of each country on the continent, and then compile them into a book to distribute to everyone."
"Travelers?"
The old woman glanced at them, saying, "Two half-elves, a necromancer with a tragic past, and this young man carrying a girl whose life is uncertain—how can I, Andrea, believe your story?"
"Then I'll tell you the truth! Actually…"
Larry paused, then said, "Actually, I hope you can save Anna; she's not dead yet."
"Let me see."
Andrea walked up to Larry, bent down, and sniffed Anna's face, saying, "She's dying; I doubt she can be saved."
"I pleaded with two kind-hearted half-elves and a necromancer who can bring the dead back to life, but nothing worked. So I beg you, you must save her."
Larry feigned sorrow.
“It’s not that I don’t want to save her, but I really have no other choice. Here’s what we’ll do! I’ll have them take you to see our tribe’s priest, and see if she can help.” “
Thank you, Chief Andrea!”
“Lier, you take…”
“Larry, Larry. Alton.”
“Take Larry to the priest. Adolf, you take the others to rest.”
Hearing Oscar's rumbling stomach, Andrea smiled and said, "Prepare a sumptuous meal for them, and put them in the best rooms in our tribe. We can't let the other tribes say that we Isolos are not hospitable."
"Yes!"
Gleph was a little reluctant to part with Larry, but she left with Arimis and the others. Larry, on the other hand, walked towards the temple with the guard, Lil.
Actually, Larry didn't expect the chief or priest to save Anna; he just wanted to gain the chief's sympathy, and this strategy had clearly worked.
Larry chatted with Lil as they walked. Perhaps the chief's warmth melted Lil's cold face; he became very talkative, revealing some information that was very important to Larry.
From the conversation, Larry learned that Slantan was now mainly divided and ruled by four tribes—Isolo, Saint Vincent, Guaya, and Saint Dominic. Guaya was the most powerful, and its neighbor, Saint Vincent, had almost been annexed. Therefore, the situation in Slantan was not as Larry had previously imagined, and there was conflict between the tribes.
Knowing this, Larry became excited. Whenever there was friction between tribes, there was an opportunity to win over one or even several! Although this was somewhat underhanded, in order to gain the power to trample all people, even gods, underfoot, Larry couldn't always be a good guy; he had to resort to some tricks occasionally.
Having experienced too much and been baptized too many times, Larry, who had once naively believed the world would always be peaceful, had begun to change, though he himself hadn't realized it yet.
Lil led Larry to the temple, told him the priest's residence, and then withdrew. Larry entered the temple, slowly walking along the left-hand path. After turning left, he walked all the way to the end before stopping. He cleared his throat and said, "High Priest, Chief Andrea sent me to see you, requesting that you heal a critically ill patient."
Five minutes later, the door opened, and Ancia, dressed in a pure white priest's robe, yawned, saying, "A midnight ritual? Couldn't you wait until I wake up..."
Upon seeing Larry, Ancia's half-closed eyes widened immediately, her mouth agape, unsure what to say.
Larry was equally surprised. The embarrassing incident of being framed by Ancia at the God of War Casino and almost getting beaten up flashed through his mind.
He decided to teach Ancia a lesson. Last time he made her perform oral sex, this time he would…
Larry swallowed hard, feigning surprise, and said, “Priestess, you look just like a friend of mine! Unfortunately, my friend committed suicide because she lost her chastity.”
“Heh, really? What a coincidence!”
Ancia chuckled dryly. “My friend’s name is Ancia, and yours is…”
“I…I…I’m called…cough cough, just call me Priestess.”
Thinking Larry hadn’t recognized her, Ancia breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Anna, and said, “Put her on my bed and tell me about her condition! I am a servant of God, and I will do my best to save her.”
A servant of God? Clearly a servant of money, you gambler! Larry thought angrily, but he suppressed his feelings and didn’t say it aloud. After placing Anna on the bed and sitting on the edge, Larry said, "I need to pee, I'll go relieve myself first. High Priestess, where is the toilet?"
"Go out and walk about a hundred meters forward, push open that small door. That's my private toilet, so be careful."
"Yes."
Following Ancia's instructions, Larry quickly went into the toilet, took out a bottle containing the Artemis worm from his pocket, poured one out, touched it with his hand, it was hard and still dormant, but Larry would soon bring it to life! Larry
found another bottle containing his semen, dripped a drop onto the worm's back, and in less than ten seconds, the worm began to wriggle, crawling around in his palm.
"Ancia, I want to see how you act when you're being horny!"
Back in Ancia's room, Larry asked Ancia to check Anna's complexion, and Ancia, unaware of the trickery, readily agreed. Larry, who had walked behind Ancia, stared at her thigh peeking out from under her priestess robe. He swallowed hard, making sure she was relaxed, and then suddenly reached his hand inside her robe, pressing it against the edge of her panties. The horny insects, drawn by the scent of her juices, immediately slithered into her panties, crawling towards her genitals.
"What are you doing?"
Ancia abruptly shook off Larry's hand and pushed him away. She trembled with rage, not feeling the venomous insect burrow into her private parts and melt away. "Larry! I'm the priestess of the Isolo tribe now! My word carries more weight than the chief's! If you dare to do anything reckless, you'll be burned alive!"
"I just want to confirm if you're Ancia, the Daisy Mona I redeemed from the gambling den."
"I am! What do you want? I hid from you all the way to St. Louis Castle, and then you, like a persistent ghost, reappeared there. So I traveled all the way to Isolo and became a priestess using my prophetic abilities. Why did you follow me?"
"Perhaps it's because I miss the time you sucked my little brother. Do you remember when we went to William's Forest, you were bitten by a vampire, and then you sucked his little brother for him?"
"Nonsense!"
"I forgot to tell you, that 'vampire' was me."
"You...bastard!"
At this moment, Ancia's body trembled, not from the cold, but from the tingling sensation from the slight friction between her labia.
Ancia, who had never experienced anything like this before, exclaimed in horror, "What have you done to me?"
"I just put a venomous insect in your hole down there. I believe it has melted by now and its effects are starting to kick in."
"You actually...you actually..."
Larry approached Ancia, coldly saying, "If you hadn't deceived me first and then framed me, I wouldn't have treated you like this. You only have yourself to blame!" "
No...don't come any closer..."
Ancia had already retreated to the edge of the bed.
A meter away from Ancia, Larry stopped, pulled out his semi-erect penis, and shook it, saying, "Great Priest, I look forward to you sucking my little brother again."
"Dream on!"
Ancia's pretty face flushed red, and she didn't dare look directly at Larry, because whenever she saw him, her gaze would unconsciously be drawn to his large penis, which made her vagina even itchier and caused her to leak even more fluid. She even felt that her entire panty was soaked with fluid, and it seemed to be flowing down her inner thighs. The terrifying effects of this erotic insect were beyond her expectations. Larry before her even materialized into several forms, each with a thick, arousing penis that fueled her lust.
Seeing Ancia unable to even stand, Larry walked up to her and stroked her face. "Don't...don't touch me..."
Ancia, her legs weak, slumped helplessly to the edge of the bed. "You were willing to suck my little brother to survive before, so this time, to survive, you should offer up your lower hole, right?"
"Shut...uh..."
Larry's demonic hand had already landed on Ancia's left breast. Since Ancia had just gotten up, she wasn't wearing a bra. Her soft, warm breast fell into Larry's hands, her nipples hardening and engorging with blood as he kneaded them. She let out a comfortable moan like a nightingale, but her eyes still held a hint of hatred. Only the lust that gradually surged within her devoured her remaining reason completely. “Hmm…”
“Tell me, what do you want?”
Ancia swallowed and murmured, “Your rod.”
Then she shook her head vigorously, trying to stay awake, and gritted her teeth and said, “Larry, you pervert, let me go! If you don’t let me go, I’ll yell and have the tribe burn you to death.”
“You can call in as many men as you want, I’ll satisfy you. I’m just afraid you’ll end up begging them to fuck you, one after another, until your insatiable lust subsides.”
As he spoke, Larry’s hand slipped inside Ancia’s robe, pressing against her overflowing, wet vulva.
“Oh!”
Ancia, as if electrocuted, went limp like a noodle, leaning softly against Larry.
“You’re so wet here, looks like you really want to be fucked.”
As he spoke, Larry rubbed Ancia’s increasingly hot genitals through her panties, relentlessly attacking her clitoris and even her anus. Under Larry’s manipulative stimulation, Ancia completely gave up resisting, clinging to Larry, enjoying his caresses, even grasping his penis and rapidly stroking it.
“Looks like this slut’s effect is really terrifying. If Ellie had succeeded back then, Shera would definitely have been fucked to pieces by Brick’s men!”
Larry sneered, breathing into Ancia’s ear, and said, “Little slut, suck my pee-pee with your mouth. If you suck well, I’ll fuck your little cunt.”
Hearing this, Ancia hurriedly knelt between Larry’s legs, opened her mouth and swallowed the red glans, swallowing and spitting it out, her head shaking up and down, making Larry shiver several times. He gently patted her buttocks and said, “Little slut, isn’t my cock big? Don’t you want me to fuck you?”
“Mmm…yes…I want you to fuck me…”
Ancia, with dazed eyes, spat out the penis, stuck out her tongue and licked down the penis, then took the testicles into her mouth and sucked them hard.
Larry, rarely receiving such treatment, almost cried out in pleasure. He increased the pressure of his slaps on Ancia's buttocks and said, "Slut, tell me, who do you want to be fucked by?"
"Larry, I want Larry to fuck me! Larry, fuck me now!"
"As you wish."
Larry made Ancia lie face down on the edge of the bed and lifted her priestess robe, revealing a pair of pink panties that looked like they had been soaked in water. Because the panties were tight and soaked with her juices, the fabric covering her private parts was almost transparent, exposing the perfect outline of her genitals. "Take off your panties yourself."
"Yes... my master..."
Completely lost in the sea of lust, Ancia obediently pulled her panties down to her ankles, swaying her hips and uttering lewd words: "Master... hurry... hurry and come in... fuck this slut Ancia... my pussy wants to be fucked by you..."
"With pleasure."
Larry placed his penis against Ancia's pussy and thrust hard, inserting his entire penis inside. "Oh... Master's penis is inside Ancia's little cunt... so comfortable... Master... thrust faster... fuck me... fuck me faster..." To Larry's
surprise, the twenty-six-year-old Ancia was still a virgin. Blood mixed with vaginal fluid overflowed, dripping all over the floor, but Ancia, experiencing her first intercourse, felt no pain at all, her moans growing louder and louder.
"I didn't expect you to still be a virgin."
With a sigh, Larry began to thrust violently, showing no tenderness to Ancia, his penis going in and out with great effort.
"Ah...ah...ah...I'm going to die...so good...oh...Master...hurry up and fuck my little cunt raw...hurry...hurry up and fill my...little cunt...mmm...so good...it feels so good to be fucked by Master..."
After fucking her in a doggy-style position for more than ten minutes, Larry sat on the edge of the bed, while Ancia straddled his lap, hooking her arms around his neck. As soon as his penis entered her cunt, she began to move up and down, occasionally pressing her breasts against Larry's lips. His casual nibbling made her moan with pleasure.
Relinquishing control to Ancia, Larry looked at Anna on the bed, who lay like Sleeping Beauty. Although it was a bit impolite to have sex with Ancia in front of Anna, Larry hoped that Anna would wake up. She could hit him or scold him if she wanted, but unfortunately, Anna didn't make a sound.
"Master...I...I can't take it anymore..."
With a cry like a baby, Ancia reached her climax, her vagina tightly gripping Larry's penis. But she wasn't satisfied yet. After resting for a minute, she started moving again, her expression extremely lewd, her body arching back, her long dark blue hair flowing freely, further emphasizing her wantonness.
Larry, unable to sit still any longer, pushed Ancia to the ground, making her lie face down with her buttocks raised high. He grabbed her slender waist and began a new round of vigorous thrusting.
After more than ten minutes, Ancia climaxed again, and Larry ejaculated into her uterus. Only when his penis went limp did he release her. Almost exhausted, Ancia lay on the ground, convulsing, before calming down after a while.
Looking at Ancia, who seemed to be asleep on the ground, Larry pondered what to do next. He had only thought about punishing her before, but hadn't considered how to deal with her.
Ten minutes later, Ancia opened her eyes and looked at Larry. From her eyes, it was clear that she had broken free from the influence of the lustful insects and regained her senses. Logically, her eyes should have been filled with hatred or murderous intent, but to Larry's surprise, her gaze was surprisingly calm, so calm that it left him somewhat bewildered.
After a moment, Ancia said, "What would you do if your woman were in danger?"
Larry was taken aback, then replied, "Of course, I'd try to get her out of danger."
Ancia struggled to her feet, hooked her arms around Larry's neck, and said, "Then, am I considered your woman?"
Faced with Ancia's complete change of heart, Larry was startled again, wondering what she was up to. He thought for a while before finally uttering a single word: "Yes."
"Tonight at midnight, I'm supposed to bring the chief's daughter, Dominica, back to life, but the crystal ball tells me that Dominica, who is seriously ill, can't wake up, so I, the priest, am in trouble."
Larry asked suspiciously, "Didn't you say your power was greater than a tooth?"
"That was just to scare you."
After a pause, Ancia said, "You've taken my body, so you're my man. As my man, you have to save me."
Larry thought he had punished Ancia, but instead, she had taken advantage of him. He didn't know what to say, and even felt that it wasn't Ancia who had been raped by him, but rather he who had been raped by Ancia.
“I want to leave here, but if I get caught, I’ll be executed immediately. If I don’t escape, I might be executed at midnight too. What should I do?”
“What did you just say?”
“I said I’m about to be executed.”
“No, what happened to the chief’s daughter?”
“She’s seriously ill and dying.”
“Great!”
Larry excitedly hugged Anthea tightly. “Great what?”
Anthea was annoyed.
“Because I’ve been looking for a dying person.”
Larry glanced at Anna and said, “I need the soul of a dying person, otherwise Anna will never wake up.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Anthea finished dressing, glanced at Larry’s penis, and said, “You really do seem like a man.” “
Only after my baptism can you be considered a woman. ”
“Can you take me to see that dying Dominica?” “
She’s already unconscious, just barely clinging to life. There’s no point in you seeing her. ”
“It’s meaningful. I need to confirm the integrity of her soul.”
“Okay, I’ll take you there. That way you’ll be on my ship. If you don’t save me, I’ll drag you down with me.”
Ancia rolled her eyes at Larry and continued, "Hurry up and get dressed, come out with me."
"Not this one, but another one, it's in my closet."
Under Ancia's coercion, Larry put on a priest's assistant's robe—a women's robe with lace trim at the neckline. If it weren't for the hat, Larry would never have worn it.
Arriving at the chieftain's house, after greeting Andrea, Ancia and the head-down Larry went into Dominica's room. Locking the door, Larry glanced at the pale-faced eighteen-year-old girl on the bed and began drawing a dark magic circle on the floor.
“Larry, let me tell you, if you can’t save me, I’m not going back to the temple, I’m just running away.”
“If her daughter becomes an angel, will she still kill you?”
“Yes, they don’t have a good impression of angels, but if she becomes Salman, maybe it will be different.”
(Salman: Fire Elemental King) “Hmm, I understand.”
“What do you understand?”
Ancia looked helpless, pacing back and forth in the room, saying, “The sacrifice is in four hours, and I, the priest they once worshipped, am going to be in trouble. Larry, tell me, what exactly do you understand?”
“Put Dominica in the magic circle.”
Hearing this commanding tone, Ancia said helplessly, “If you can’t save me, just say so!”
“I’ll bet you, if I can keep you alive, you’ll make a contract with me and do anything I ask you to do.”
Larry had already taken out the Scepter of Desire.
“A bet it is! I haven’t gambled in ages.”
As soon as she heard the word “bet,” Ancia rubbed her hands together excitedly. It seems that in her eyes, gambling is more important than life.
Larry placed Dominica within the magic circle and activated the power of the Scepter of Desire. Dark elements surged towards the magic circle, startling Ancia, who stumbled back several steps, stammering, "You...you...you..."
Larry ignored Ancia and found Dominica, completely naked, floating in the darkness within the space he had created. Dominica, with her short blue hair, was quite cute, but very thin, her breasts like small loaves of bread. However, such a thin body paired with large breasts would appear disproportionate, and she might even fall forward due to a loss of balance. Larry examined Dominica's soul in the darkness, and after confirming that her soul was intact, the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up. He wanted to leave the space, but then felt that since he was going to use Dominica's soul, he should give her something in return, so he appeared before Dominica in Ancia's form.
Dominica looked up at Ancia with a puzzled expression and asked, "Priestess, what are you doing here? And where am I?"
"This place is only a step away from heaven. Dominica, tell me, is there anything you haven't fulfilled?"
"A wish..."
Dominica hesitated for a long time before answering, "I just hope my mother lives to be a hundred years old. I have no other wishes. Please, Priestess, take good care of her for me."
"Understood."
[The End]

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