Even angels weep

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In the Demon Mountain, where cherry blossoms fall like snow, a perpetual fog hangs in the air. Who would meet their doom if they strayed into this Demon Forest? No one knows, and no one has ever returned alive. After all, the Demon Realm represents the most heinous evil, and is considered a mortal enemy by the Human Realm, the Celestial Realm, and the Underworld.

It would be best if they could remain uninvolved; war and slaughter would only bring devastation.

At this moment, in the Demon Palace of the Demon City,

Demon King Isu, the ruler of the Demon Realm, has always considered the angels his number one enemy. However, as the Demon Lord, he occasionally sends people to cause trouble.

Last time, the higher-ranking angels sealed the Demon Forest, forbidding their people from entering.

He was furious and was worried about how to take revenge.

Angels are always seen as representatives of justice.

The Demon Realm is seen as the epitome of evil.

But what does it matter to Demon King Isu? The angelic realm has always held itself in high esteem; he'd better not let any lone female angel fall into his hands, or she'll never be able to return.

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In the Angel Palace of the Angel Realm.

Mo Wei'er was a newly chosen angel from the human world because she had saved a village with her own body, and was therefore taken in as an apprentice angel by the lower-ranking Archangel Ao Cai. As a

newcomer, she was curious and unsure what to learn. As an apprentice angel, she wasn't yet a full-fledged angel.

Today, Archangel Ao Cai summoned her.

"Mo Wei'er, today I'm sending you to the distant mountain village, to the Demon Realm Forest, to gather the Fruit of Fragrance. This fruit can enhance your angelic power, but it can only be harvested at this time of month, and there's only one!" Ao Cai smiled broadly at the newly appointed apprentice angel; she still seemed as pure as ever.

Mo Wei'er smiled, her sweet dimples appearing. It sounded easy enough. She twirled brightly, gently adjusting her white angel robes, and bowed, laughing, "I'll be back soon. Maybe I can pick a couple of fruits, but soon I'll be a full-fledged angel." Since arriving in the angelic realm, Mo Wei'er had focused on increasing her divine power. Although the Principality Angel was a lower-ranking angel, Ao Cai's compassionate heart made her seem like an older sister.

"Go quickly! You don't have angel wings now, but I have a Wind Pill to help you travel against the wind. Remember to come back quickly!" Mo Wei'er nodded, clutching the Wind Pill, and headed towards the mortal realm.

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The Demon Realm Forest.

When she landed, her bright eyes saw only a ghostly mist.

"Huh… am I really not in the wrong place?" She was still somewhat doubtful.

Mo Wei'er, always bold yet meticulous, cautiously continued forward. The vegetation was so tall that she couldn't see the path ahead at all, so she had to push aside the vegetation and crawl forward, finally arriving at a lakeside shimmering with golden light.

"What is this?" She stopped in shock, staring in disbelief. "This looks like a fairyland! Am I in a dream? How else could I be here?" She jogged forward, and ahead, a giant tree bore a purple-glowing fruit. The Archangel had mentioned that this fruit emitted purple light. Great

, she hadn't gotten lost. Just

before she approached the giant tree, a sudden cloud of black mist rose, and in an instant, a man stood before her, stopping her in her tracks.

She was stunned. What was going on?

Her eyes darted around. The man had a full head of black hair, completely different from her blonde hair. He looked very serious, but his eyes were cold, and his brows held an unyielding spirit. He wasn't an ordinary villager. She

didn't know; she just felt a chill.

So she decided to run away, turning around and heading forward, but suddenly bumped into that person.

"No..."

The man coldly looked at her and said, "Today, I, Yisu, was just looking for an angel to vent my anger on, and today I'll make sure you can't go back." "What do you want to do to me?" Yisu raised an eyebrow, chuckling coldly, "I want to know what it feels like to possess an angel's body." "You dare treat me like this? I'm just an apprentice angel!" She was already terrified, her face pale. This man said he would rape her, what should she do!

Gradually, he felt a new anger deeply occupying his heart; he had to rape this angel, fiercely.

The air was filled with the fragrance of flowers, the early sun hung on the branches, the birds' loud calls mingled with the chirping of insects, and the man's eyes gleamed.

Then, he smiled at her, and she was frozen in place.

No way! She couldn't move.

As Isu approached her, she could only close her eyes and clench her teeth. However, the man shamelessly caressed her breasts.

"No!"

He ignored her, and when he used his thick fingers to pinch her nipples through her angel clothes, her breathing became rapid. "It must be quite interesting to rape this body." She was not a holy angel. Mo Wei'er had never had her body violated by any man, let alone have her breasts touched, a forbidden area. But her whole body was unable to move. She only realized when she slightly opened her lips that this was the only part of her body she could move. Even though she was about to face such unbearable suffering, she still wanted to desperately stop it.

"Please let me go. I'm just an apprentice angel. Why are you making things difficult for me like this?" She cried and pleaded, her expression sorrowful as she accused him.

The ghostly handsome man before her possessed a muscular, well-developed physique, his body still alluring and captivating. Though slender, his eyes shone brightly. Even with his striking good looks and otherworldly beauty, perhaps she would still accept his rape!

He gazed at her incredibly alluring figure, her high, firm breasts revealing a provocative outline. Even as the king of the demon realm, her breasts were undeniably striking and captivating, especially the two prominent purple nipples.

"I won't just take your body, I'll take it hard, without a shred of pity just because you're a virgin. Don't forget who took you—it was I, the king of the demon realm, Yisu!" Tears welled in her eyes in shock. This man truly was a ghost!

His right hand flashed, holding a wine glass brimming with wine. He opened his mouth and downed it in one gulp, not swallowing, but with a wicked smile, he kissed her pink lips, prying them open with his teeth and gulping the wine into her mouth.

"Mmm..." She accepted it inexplicably, and could only accept it. What was terrifying was that the wine made her whole body itch, and the excitement in her chest brought tears to her eyes. She actually wanted this man in front of her to enter her body and fill her with his hard male flesh.

God... how could she have such thoughts... was the wine too strong?

"Don't worry, being tortured by me will make you wish you were dead." As if making a vow, with a snap, he violently tore her top apart.

"Ah... no..." Her clothes, which were practically non-existent, fell away, leaving only her underwear, her two round mounds of flesh exposed before him.

Those underwear were so annoying, he roughly pulled at her last line of defense.

*Thwack!* This time the tear was even worse. He quickly scooped her up and laid her down on the grass.

"Ugh..." She was terrified. What would become of her?

He bent down, and his right hand, somehow, held a ball of cream, which he smeared directly on her nipple. Even more cruelly, he smeared some on her genitals as well.

"You're my good breakfast! You must be delicious." He drew circles on her cream-covered nipples with his fingers, rubbing her breasts as he cupped them together with his hands, looking quite amused.

"You perverted devil, perverted, perverted, so perverted, so outrageous!" She knew darkness was about to engulf her.

She was about to be raped; she was no longer a pure angel. Waaah…waaah… He roughly bit and sucked on her nipples, finding it incredibly delicious. He couldn't help but gnaw on them, as if they were the finest sweet pie.

"Ah! It hurts! No, it hurts so much!" Her face was pale, her body being gnawed like bread, the pain almost making her faint.

He unconsciously frowned. This delicious sweetheart didn't know how to moan and please a man. He would teach her how to be a real woman.

"So delicious, let me have a few more bites." He took one of her untouched nipples into his mouth, slowly biting down until the salty taste entered his mouth.

He realized that virgin blood mixed with sweet cream was an even greater delicacy. He couldn't let

the other nipple go to waste. The poor nipples were already only half attached to the breasts—how pitiful! He now realized he was a pervert too.

"No...no..." Her body was being torn apart. Her nipples, such a sensitive spot, were now almost bitten off. Her painful groans made her break out in a cold sweat.

3 She was raped. She wasn't a holy angel

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Mo Wei'er wanted to die, really!

The pain, the bone-deep pain, the flesh-wracking pain, blood gradually welled up. Where her nipples were severed, drops of blood were everywhere, flowing down her breasts. The sight would freeze your heart, make time stand still.

Was this brutal sexual abuse?

She, Mo Wei'er, was just an apprentice angel, only because of the task assigned by the Principal Angel, yet she had to suffer such torment, neither alive nor dead.

"This is too much, you vicious devil, torturing my body like this, I'll hate you even as a ghost." Her suicidal thoughts flashed in her eyes. What should she do?

Upon seeing the blood, the Demon King Yisu stained her areolas and breasts crimson, a cold smile playing on his lips. Then, with his right index finger, he gently traced the blood, drawing circles on her breasts, again and again, his lower body stirring with desire.

"Your blood makes me want it even more. Virgin blood? Or have you already been a woman of many lovers, merely feigning purity before me? Ha…" He dipped his finger in the blood, sniffing its scent. It was indeed virgin blood. It seemed he had captured a good prey this time. But how could he play with her until she became a wooden doll, forever still?

Hatred!

He, the Demon King, harbored only eternal hatred for angels, a hatred so intense he wished to exterminate them all. And what were angels anyway? Angels manipulated the entire universe, driving his demon realm to this desolate wasteland, the edge of the earth.

So, he couldn't let this so-called half-baked angel go. He stuck out his tongue and curled it, beginning to tug at the injured, trembling nipple with the tip of his tongue. The gentle touch of his lips, the warmth of her body, drove him mad, but he had to endure it.

She choked out, pleading, "I don't know why you're doing this to me. Please let me go. I don't care if I'm not an angel anymore, just please don't hurt my body anymore." But the sudden pain was excruciating, and blood gushed from her right breast. Pain!

He actually bit off a small piece of flesh from her right breast. Blood was still seeping from his mouth, dripping down the corner of his lips. "Ha..." He removed the piece of flesh. The tender flesh of her right breast felt so soft to the touch, making one want to devour it.

"You're so cruel... biting my flesh, making me die, I beg you..." She was truly dying; this devil was gnawing at her flesh.

He deftly tucked the breast away, coldly saying, "I'll keep this piece of flesh. Having your body means you'll never leave my grasp." He laughed wildly, a laugh filled with arrogance and triumph. He never imagined that torturing a female angel would make him willing to sell his soul to a demon.

But the terrifying part was yet to come. His eyes flashed with a wicked glint.

Her eyes were filled with terror. Was it this look that frightened her, indicating something even more horrible, something worse than death?

"No...no...no..." she screamed with all her might, hoping to reach the angelic realm, but it was utterly impossible.

"The golden pubic hair is truly beautiful, but it would be even more beautiful if it were exposed naked." Then, like a raging lion, he plucked all the pubic hair from her private parts in a matter of seconds.

"Ah! Help!" She was in excruciating pain; her sensitive private parts were surely bleeding profusely.

He sighed, holding the cream ball in his hand, which stuck to her private parts. His dark eyes flashed, and he took out a hot dog and thrust it into her private parts. One could imagine that her hymen was being violated and was probably bleeding.

"It hurts! Don't continue, please, please..." She was really dying, her head was spinning and she couldn't make out the face of the devil in front of her.

And the devil was looking down, biting into the hot dog inserted into her private parts, licking the cream cake in her private parts.

"The deliciousness of a virgin is just like this!" He invaded Mo Wei'er's private parts step by step.

4 Ancient Egyptian Sacred Golden Bull Ritual

Although the hot dog was a long, soft object, the virgin's private parts, which had never been touched by anyone, could not withstand the invasion of such a thing. Mo Wei'er's face was already contorted, her pale face devoid of any color.

She could only pretend that she was already dead, that her body was no longer her own, but the pain, the pain of falling into the abyss, was still so painful, unbearable.

Demon King Ys finally finished the hot dog, and his interest now turned to the unfathomable depths. He gently parted the angel's legs with his palm, now only wanting to admire the scenery of her private parts.

"Don't worry, how could a hot dog defile your body? Something else will defile you." His gaze was unfathomable; what he truly intended was unknown even to outsiders. However, he would punish this angel severely, perhaps even killing her in one go.

What did it matter if an angel died? During the last great battle with the angels, countless elite demon knights perished; otherwise, why would he have led his few remaining demon soldiers to this dark place?

He would not let it go so easily. Torturing this lower-ranking angel to death was merely an appetizer; the next course was truly terrifying and chilling. Glancing at this angel, even with her stunning beauty and cowardice, he found it difficult to be moved, let alone feel pity.

The hatred of defeat could turn a demon into a ghost.

She held on to her last breath, perhaps about to die. Death wasn't the terrible thing, but the process itself. How much more could he possibly torment her? She was already in so much pain, what more could he want!

"Just kill me with one blow! I don't want to live in such agony, to have my dignity as a woman trampled on, and I don't want to be tortured, tortured without restraint!" She coughed a few times, her throat so dry she couldn't speak.

At that moment, he was probing her alluring mound with his fingers, the thick flesh making him want to savor its sweetness. He lowered his head and bit down hard on the tender flesh of her mons pubis until it broke and bled.

"Ah...no..." The terrible, heart-wrenching pain relentlessly assaulted her wave after wave, the tearing pain in her private parts almost making her faint.

But the indifferent demon king merely glanced at her before laughing wildly to the sky.

"An angel! A holy angel? Ha... Bah!"

She gasped weakly, her eyes half-open as she stared at the depraved demon before her, his smile, stained with the blood of her genitals, so gleeful.

"Bite my private parts as you please, you devil. If I die, the Archangel will avenge me." She smiled coldly.

It was time. The angel didn't yet know what a true devil was.

He released his body, conjuring up black smoke, its eerie light swirling in the forest. Strangely, it transformed into something resembling an altar, both dreamlike and real.

And she found herself in the very center of this altar.

Though she wasn't afraid of death, the sudden change in the surroundings terrified her. Did this devil intend to burn her body?

She trembled uncontrollably, so afraid! She was truly terrified. The golden bull horn before her was prominently displayed on the altar.

A thought flashed through her mind: ancient Egypt had a tradition of worshipping the "golden bull," believing it to be the embodiment of Osiris, the god of fertility. It was an ancient custom where unmarried virgins were offered naked in temples, and these virgins, out of religious obligation, were required to offer their genitals to the bull.

But the presence of the bull's horn here—did it mean he intended to use it to deflower her?

"Please don't treat me like this! I beg you, I'm willing to be your slave for life!" She was so scared she wanted to run away, but with a whoosh, she was suddenly bound to the altar with ropes, her pitiful feet tied out in a spread-eagle position.

He ruthlessly went to the altar, picked up one of the golden bull horns, and slowly walked towards her. Seeing that the angel had bitten her lips until they bled from fear, his heart turned even colder.

"This is a tradition of our demon realm, using the sacred golden bull horn to break a virgin's body. Today, even if you are an angel, you must undergo this sacred ritual." He used his hand to pry open her deep, tender, and tight orifice, probing into the hymen.

"No, no!" She didn't want to be treated like this. Even if such a ritual really existed, she didn't want to be treated like this. How could this be, no… Her shrill cries filled the air, but they didn't stop his actions. The sharp golden bull horn viciously plunged into her secret orifice.

"Ah...ah...ah..." She was in excruciating pain, almost dying, her entire body drenched in cold sweat. Her bound body twisted and struggled, but the sharp object relentlessly penetrated her depths, relentlessly, ever deeper, reaching the very depths of her abyss.

A mournful cry...even angels wept...

[The End]

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