The Convent of Saintess, Episodes 6-10 (Total 26 Episodes) Author: Wind Howling

*The Convent of the Saintess*

Author: Feng Zhongxiao
Publisher: Xianchuang Culture

Volume 6 Reclaiming Virginity Chapter 1: Beasts Attack the City

The night was deep, enveloping the solemn and magnificent kingdom of Delhi.

Beneath the floor of the kingdom's palace, in the spacious and dark dungeon, all was silent except for a faint light flickering in the largest cell.

Saintess Leo sat naked on the floor, cushioned by Princess Cecilia's blue robe. Bright magic lamps flickered on the walls, illuminating her beautiful body in perfect detail.

Beside Saintess Leo, the gentle and quiet Princess Cecilia sat with her head slightly lowered, her gaze secretly taking in Saintess Leo's naked, healthy body. The healthy skin and the extremely alluring physique caught her eye, causing her breathing to quicken slightly.

Saintess Leo sat on the ground, her knees drawn up to her chest. Under the lingering effects of the aphrodisiac, she struggled to suppress the burgeoning desire within her. She spoke calmly, her voice tinged with indifference, "Princess Cecilia, if your mother finds out you've come to see me like this, she'll be furious."

Princess Cecilia lowered her head, her voice soft and hesitant, "I...I just wanted to see how your injuries are healing, nothing more."

She leaned closer, her slender fingers gently tracing the numerous scars on Saintess Leo's smooth back. Suddenly, her nose stung, and tears welled up involuntarily.

Princess Cecilia shook her head, weeping, unsure whether she was weeping for the powerful and beautiful warrior or for her own rejected love.

Her arms encircled Saintess Leo, but suddenly her grip gave way, and she collapsed into Saintess Leo's embrace, her cheek brushing against Saintess Leo's firm breasts. She gasped, her face instantly flushing crimson.

The smooth sensation on her face told Princess Cecilia that she had touched Saint Leo's most private area. Aside from her own body and the breasts of Queen Estella she had touched while nursing as a child, this was the only time she had ever touched another woman's breasts.

Saint Leo, whose body was already extremely sensitive, trembled violently. Involuntarily, she reached out and pulled Princess Cecilia into her arms. Feeling the gentle girl's body shaking intensely, she suddenly thought of her beloved little Elsa, and a pang of pain shot through her heart. She then bit her cherry lips tightly.

In Saint Leo's warm embrace, Princess Cecilia felt an unparalleled happiness and sweetness, so intoxicated she felt as if she were about to faint. She trembled as she tilted her head back, revealing a beautiful face streaked with tears, closed her eyes, and slightly pursed her lips, as if asking for a kiss.

The powerful spiritual strength of the Leo Saintess completely captivated the followers of the Goddess of War, forcing Saint Leo to abandon her princessly reserve and fall under her spell, utterly swayed by her immense charm and single-mindedly seeking her favor.

This was precisely what Princess Cecilia, a follower of the Goddess of War, could achieve. Had she been a follower of the Goddess of Life, she would likely have only been able to gaze longingly at Saint Leo from afar until her death, never daring to express her feelings, much like the pitiful Tess whose virginity was ultimately taken by Elva.

Saint Leo lowered her head, looking tenderly at the beautiful and kind girl in her arms. Her loveliness, her innocence, and her kindness were like those of the innocent Elsa, causing Saint Leo a pang of sorrow in her heart.

Saintess Leo could smell Princess Cecilia's sweet scent. The touch of the beautiful young girl on her own high breasts made her body heat up. Her body, made extremely sensitive by the Queen's repeated administration of aphrodisiacs, gradually became unbearable, and she desperately wanted to press herself against Princess Cecilia's delicate body and release her pent-up desire.

Reason and lust clashed fiercely, and Saintess Leo finally couldn't resist lowering her head and kissing the girl's trembling lips.

The saintess's pure breath hit Princess Cecilia's face, making her feel as if she were about to faint with pleasure. She breathed rapidly, inhaling the gentle fragrance, and tilted her face upwards towards those blissfully beautiful red lips.

Just as their lips were about to touch, Saintess Leo suddenly felt a jolt in her heart. Her sincere feelings for little Elsa overcame her chaotic lust, and she turned her lips to the side, lightly kissing Princess Cecilia's tender cheek.

With a loud bang, the iron gate was kicked open, and a girl with pink hair stood outside, her face filled with shock and anger. Pointing at the two stunningly beautiful women before her, disheveled and embracing, she screamed, "Ah! I was wondering why you both rejected me! It turns out you two have been having an affair all along!"

The beautiful and lovely girl's eyes were wide open, filled with tears of grief and indignation. The double betrayal filled her with rage. She took a few angry breaths, strode into the cell, and pulled Princess Cecilia from the warm embrace of Saint Leo. Then, she lowered her head and forcefully pressed her soft lips to Princess Cecilia's cherry lips!

The most precious first kiss of her life was unexpectedly stolen, and Princess Cecilia couldn't help but scream. But under the lovely girl's forceful kiss, the scream quickly turned into sobs and moans.

A smooth, pink tongue forcefully invaded Princess Cecilia's cherry lips, licking and teasing her wantonly. This caused Princess Cecilia, experiencing her first kiss, to become dizzy and disoriented, her body gradually softening, unable to resist her sister's advances.

Princess Qinana, her legs also weak from the kiss, embraced Princess Cecilia's body and slowly collapsed onto Saintess Leo. She nestled against the tall, beautiful saintess's voluptuous figure, deeply kissing her older sister.

After a long while, she finally looked up, her eyes somewhat dazed, but still forcing herself to stay alert, and asked with a grin, "Sister, this is my first kiss! It felt pretty good, didn't it?"

Her theoretical knowledge was already complete, and now, in her first experience, she indeed received the legendary intense pleasure and stimulation, making her incredibly excited. She pressed her face against Saintess Leo's soft breasts, rubbing them vigorously, breathing deeply, savoring this perfect moment.

Saintess Leo, who had been stunned by Princess Qinana's sudden intrusion and bizarre behavior, now regained her senses. Suppressing the lust aroused by Qinana's lewd actions, she grabbed Qinana and pulled her away from Princess Cecilia, shouting, "What are you doing?"

"What are you doing!" came the same angry shout from outside the iron gate. The beautiful and alluring Queen Estella, dressed in a revealing black leather outfit, stood outside, glaring at the three beauties inside.

Princess Cecilia turned to look at her mother, completely incapable of thinking. Princess Qinana, however, was quick-witted. She pointed at the other two stunningly beautiful women and cried out, "They're having an affair! I'm here to catch them in the act!"

She shouted quickly and urgently, finishing her sentence with a smug look as she saw Queen Estella's face contort with rage. Finally, Queen Estella glared at them fiercely and ordered, "Take her out!"

Princess Qinana jumped up excitedly, grabbed Princess Cecilia's hand, and pulled her outside with all her might. Princess Cecilia struggled weakly, but was no match for her strength. She could only weep as she was dragged out the door, stumbling and staggering away into the distance.

Queen Estella glared angrily at Princess Cecilia's retreating figure, gritting her teeth as she thought to herself, "My eldest daughter, under the influence of her father, has actually come to worship the Goddess of War. And out of respect for my late husband, I have never forced her to convert to the Demon God. Now this has happened! I'm furious!" She

had finally managed to force-feed Saintess Leo a large amount of aphrodisiac, making her body extremely sensitive. The Queen had also been very careful not to let Saintess Leo reach orgasm, only letting her suffer the torment of desire.

This way, if the Queen were to deflower Saint Leo, she would be more likely to be driven mad by lust, resulting in Saint Leo gaining even greater power from the magic circle. If Princess Cecilia and Saint Leo developed feelings for each other and accidentally engaged in sexual activity, causing Saint Leo to experience orgasm through Cecilia, the Queen's efforts would be in vain.

Queen Estella wasn't without suspicion that her youngest daughter was lying, but she had also seen the affection in Princess Cecilia's eyes. Therefore, punishing Princess Cecilia to some extent was necessary.

Her gaze shifted to Saint Leo, a cold smile playing on her lips. With a sharp crack of her right hand, she held a long leather whip that snapped in the air. In her left hand, she held a black steel collar with a dark leather cord. And on the narrow black leather belt at her lower back, a lifelike dildo carved from white jade was fastened.

The beautiful and alluring Queen Estella, holding these props in her hand, a lewd smile playing on her lips, moved gracefully toward the aloof and unyielding Saintess Leo.

Queen Estella didn't see that outside the stone chamber, her beloved youngest daughter was dragging her older sister around a corner, then suddenly planting kisses on Princess Cecilia's pretty face and cherry lips, ignoring Cecilia's struggles, and lewdly laughing triumphantly as she strode into another cell in the distance, slamming the door shut with a bang, effectively silencing Princess Cecilia's terrified screams.
"Open the gate! Open the gate now!" A loud shout rang out from below the city. The guards on the city wall leaned out and looked down at the dark figures, shouting, "Who goes there?"

"We are the Sixth Cavalry Company of the Pink Legion, directly under Princess Qinana's command. We have completed our mission as ordered by Her Highness and are returning to the city to report!"

Hearing the loud reply from below, the soldiers on the wall withdrew and muttered to their comrades, "Another cavalry unit. This is the third one to return today."

These cavalry units had all been ordered by Princess Qinana to return via different routes, some of which were longer and thus took longer.

The patrol captain guarding the city gate approached, inquired about the situation outside, and asked for a torch to shine down. Sure enough, they saw fifty or sixty men on horseback standing outside the city gate, their armor gleaming faintly in the darkness.

Looking further back, hundreds more stood far off. The soldiers at the head of the ranks lit torches, illuminating their pink armor, seemingly to reassure the guards on the city walls, preventing them from getting too close.

The captain hesitated for a moment, then shouted down, "It's too late today, let's enter the city tomorrow!"

A general in pink armor below the city shouted, "Not only to enter the city, but also because of urgent military intelligence! We received news on the way that the enemy has defeated the Xinu Kingdom's forces and is approaching our territory. If we cannot inform Her Majesty the Queen as soon as possible, it may delay our military operations. It's fine if the rest of our brothers don't enter the city, but some of the brothers below have been injured and need to be treated immediately!"

The captain was alarmed. If the Saint Anne Kingdom's army had indeed defeated the Xinu Kingdom's allies, then things were truly dire.

He glanced again at the figures below the city. Though they were indistinct, he could make out fifty or sixty people. With his own force of several hundred, he could easily wipe them all out if they were bandits in disguise. Even if they were ruthless bandits, other patrols nearby could rush to his aid with a single call.

Thinking this, the captain shouted, "Alright, you can enter the city now. As for those in the distance, tell them to retreat!"

The leading general turned and yelled, and the several hundred cavalrymen slowly retreated, their pink armor gleaming eerily in the torchlight.

Seeing that the cavalrymen had retreated far enough, the captain ordered his men to open the city gates.

With a creaking sound, the drawbridge was lowered, spanning the moat, and the tall, heavy city gate slowly opened. The soldiers at the gate shouted, "Alright, hurry in!"

Dozens of cavalrymen spurred their horses into the city, stepping onto the drawbridge. The clatter of their hooves on the drawbridge echoed slowly in the night.

Suddenly, a dark figure leaped from the moat, splashing water everywhere. It pounced forward, swiftly charging into the city gate, knocking a guard to the ground. Then, it opened its blood-red maw and bit down hard, tearing half the guard's head off, splattering brains everywhere.

The guards at the gate cried out in alarm. In the torchlight, they saw that the dark figure was actually a large tiger, baring its fangs and roaring wildly.

It killed one soldier, and before the others could react, it pounced forward, unleashing a series of powerful blows that knocked down the soldiers carrying torches, plunging the city gate into darkness.

The guards screamed in panic, the stench of blood filling their lungs. The tiger lashed out in the darkness, its cries of agony echoing as yet another comrade fell victim to its jaws.

In the moat, water splashed violently as countless dark figures emerged, rushing towards the city gate and attacking the guards. Blood splattered everywhere in the darkness as their claws struck, and the guards fell prey to the beasts, many dying in the attack.

These beasts had been secretly entering the moat under cover of darkness, slowly swimming to the city gate and hiding beneath the cover of night. Now that the drawbridge had been lowered and the city gates opened, they seized the opportunity to rush into the city, biting anyone they saw. They even dared to knock down torches, and in the darkness, they were even more adept at attacking, never hesitating to bite.

The captain on the city wall, hearing the screams of his men, was secretly alarmed. He didn't know where so many wolves and tigers had come from, and an ominous premonition welled up in his heart. He drew his knife with all his might and shouted, "Quickly put away the drawbridge..."

Before he finished speaking, a large eagle swooped down from above, its sharp talons whistling through the air, instantly piercing his throat. Blood gushed out, staining the city wall crimson.

The dozens of pink-clad cavalrymen who had just reached the drawbridge excitedly watched the horrific scene unfold, then turned and shouted, "Tigers and wolves! Brothers, come help us fight the tigers!"

In the distance, hundreds of cavalrymen in pink armor responded loudly, spurring their horses forward like a whirlwind, charging onto the drawbridge and heading straight for the city.

Meanwhile, the hundred-plus packs of jackals, wolves, tigers, and leopards had already stormed into the city, taking advantage of the darkness to disperse and attack the patrolling soldiers who had rushed to the scene. In the darkness, unable to see the road, the soldiers were pounced upon by the beasts, pinned to the ground, and had their throats bitten off. Screams and screams echoed everywhere; no one remembered to close the city gates.

The pink cavalrymen who charged into the city roared, "Brothers, come and fight the tigers! The more the better! Don't let them rush into the palace and disturb Her Majesty the Queen!"

Chaos erupted at the city gates. As the beasts charged into the city, attacking the soldiers lurking in the darkness, the chaos quickly spread. Under these circumstances, the faint sound of hooves outside the city went largely unnoticed.

Even on the city walls, the soldiers guarding the city had no time to notice the massive, dark mass of troops outside. Above them, countless birds of prey swooped down, and the moment they saw a soldier appear on the walls, they would take flight, lashing out with their talons in the darkness, leaving the soldiers covered in blood, screaming and running in terror.

Chaos quickly spread to both sides of the city walls. Soldiers ran in panic, covering their faces. Even the generals' shouts couldn't stop the chaos. Instead, birds of prey frequently swooped down on the generals, viciously pecking their eyes out of their sockets, completely ignoring the daggers swung by soldiers in their terror. Even when wounded and falling to the ground, their beaks and claws still tightly gripped their bloodied eyeballs. The

newly arrived pink cavalrymen dismounted and rushed up the city walls. They had all smeared themselves with a peculiar-smelling herb. As soon as the scent spread, the beasts and birds of prey that approached them avoided them and attacked other targets.

Before long, the soldiers on the city walls were running down, covering their faces, or screaming and hiding in the towers for temporary refuge. The newly arrived pink cavalrymen now occupied the majority of the city walls.

One of the defending generals, his hand covering his bleeding face from being scratched by an eagle, stared at the strange color distribution on the city wall, bewildered and puzzled. Suddenly, he heard a sound outside the city. Peeking out, he was horrified to see a large, dark mass of cavalry silently approaching the city gate. The cavalrymen were scattered across the wilderness, their numbers indistinguishable.

The general, terrified, cried out, "Enemy attack! Everyone be careful! The Pink Legion

entering the city are all enemies!" Before he finished speaking, a warrior in pink armor leaped forward, his blade flashing, instantly decapitating the general. The headless body of the general fell from the city wall with a dull thud outside the city.

As if on cue, the soldiers disguised as Pink Cavalry who had infiltrated the city instantly raised their steel blades and hacked at the guards around them. Screams of agony echoed through the darkness as countless soldiers were felled by their own comrades, their corpses thrown off the city walls and shattered into pieces.

The piercing cries resounded throughout the city as the Pink Cavalry, now firmly in control of the city gates, spurred their horses and charged in all directions, using the powerful impact of their cavalry to cut down large numbers of the arriving reinforcements. Outside the city, tens of thousands of soldiers began to gallop, charging madly towards the enemy capital.

Ahead of them, a tall nun in silver armor, wielding a gleaming longsword, her eyebrows arched, bravely rode her horse across the drawbridge, galloping towards the city gate. She roared at the pink-clad cavalry guarding the gate, "Well done! Capturing the city and rescuing Her Highness the Holy Maiden, you are all heroes!"

Elva roared as she swung her sword with all her might. A cold glint flashed in the darkness, and an enemy general charging towards them was instantly struck by the sword, flying backward with a scream as he crashed to the ground, a gaping gash in his shoulder extending to his chest.

Elva's warhorse galloped wildly, rapidly rushing into the city. Behind him, countless elite warriors also spurred their horses, following him into the city, roaring and brandishing their steel blades, cutting down every enemy who dared to stand in their way. Blood instantly stained the streets crimson.

On the long street, Elva galloped forward on his horse, slashing the heads of enemy soldiers blocking his path. Raising his blood-stained blade, he roared, "Take down the enemy city and rescue Her Highness the Saintess!"

Hearing their commander's fierce cry, the warriors of the Mighty Legion raised their swords and roared back, "Rescue Her Highness the Saintess!" The deafening shouts shattered the stillness of the night, spreading like a torrential downpour in all directions.

Like a rolling torrent of iron, the Mighty Legion's cavalry charged madly forward along the main road. The patrols on the street shouted in vain, raising their swords and spears to resist the cavalry's attack. Their weakened defenses were shattered in the blink of an eye by the cavalry's fierce charge. The iron torrent rolled forward, countless enemy soldiers falling along the way, dying tragically on the path of the advancing cavalry.

Elwar led his army in a frenzied charge, his longsword flashing through the air, his attacks fierce and brutal. No enemy soldier could withstand a single blow from him; the streets were instantly churned with carnage, like an invincible sword piercing the heart of the enemy!

Episode 6: Reclaiming Virginity, Chapter 2: On the Verge of Loss.

The prosperous and fortified capital of the Kingdom of Delhi was now engulfed in a sea of blood and fire.

Countless generals awoke from the darkness, leading their personal guards out of their camps. Without even having time to reorganize their troops, they desperately rushed towards the main street, trying to halt the mighty army's relentless advance. They knew that at the other end of the street lay the highest center of power in the Kingdom of Delhi—Her Majesty the Queen's palace. If the enemy reached there, the Kingdom of Delhi would be finished! The

invincible sword encountered the enemy's desperate resistance, and its advance gradually slowed. Elva roared in fury, wildly brandishing his longsword and leading his elite cavalry in a relentless charge. His silver armor was stained with blood, enemies falling with his swift, deadly strikes, splattering blood all over his armor.

In his anxiety and rage, Elva unleashed the exquisite swordsmanship he had learned from Saintess Leo, moving with incredible speed and power, his blows striking the weakest points in the enemy's armor, cleaving through their headguards, tearing their vulnerable throats, sending their bodies tumbling from their horses, helplessly trampled into a bloody pulp.

Countless brave warriors stood disheveled in the long street, desperately resisting the enemy's assault, but their efforts were in vain. The flash of blades in the moonlight would be the last glimpse they ever saw.

Thirty thousand soldiers charged madly towards the enemy palace. Just as all resistance was shattered and their advance reached the palace gates, a burly figure suddenly leaped out on horseback, blocking the way.

In the firelight, he raised his broadsword, coldly glaring at the massive enemy force attacking the gates. A flash of cold light emanated from the sword, dazzling the eyes of countless soldiers. Those remaining soldiers, who had already lost hope, were invigorated by his imposing figure, and they erupted in wild celebration and shouts.

For that was their most revered swordsmanship master, Lord Luo Li, the captain of the palace guard!

The dungeon's soundproofing was astonishing. Deep within its underground prison, the deafening shouts and cries of battle outside were completely inaudible. To avoid disturbing her magical cultivation, Queen Estella locked the dungeon door from the inside after entering, refusing entry to anyone. Although anxious soldiers outside desperately pounded on the door, shouting warnings of an impending attack, the royal beauty, consumed by lust deep underground, could not possibly hear a thing.

At this moment, Queen Estella had reached the zenith of her long-held arousal. Her eyes blazed with desire, she brandished a whip, and a piercing, shrill laugh escaped her crimson lips.

Any citizen who revered Her Majesty would find it hard to believe that this was the same dignified and aloof Queen Estella. She was now dressed in a strange black leather outfit, the minimal use of fabric reaching its limit. Only a few resembling clothing adorned her chest and lower body, barely concealing the most intimate parts of her noble, jade-like body. Large swathes of her snow-white skin were exposed, her alluringly sexy figure enough to make one's nose bleed.

Queen Estella held a black leather rope, the other end of which was tied to a black steel collar around the long, slender neck of a tall, beautiful woman.

Saint Leo could only kneel on all fours, like a female dog in a humiliating posture, only her eyes still blazing with unyielding fury.

Saint Leo was also almost completely naked, revealing her beautiful, alluring body. Her firm, high breasts swayed back and forth, tempting one to vomit. Her back was crisscrossed with whip marks, blood seeping from beneath her smooth skin, a shocking sight.

Queen Estella excitedly brandished her whip, laughing shrilly as it lashed heavily across Saint Leo's back, blood gushing from the whip tip and flowing over Saint Leo's beautiful body.

The sadistic pleasure thrilled Queen Estella to the extreme. She forcefully pulled on the leather cord in her hand, dragging Saint Leo around the room. What excited Queen Estella even more was that she could clearly feel her strength rapidly increasing. Originally, her strength was only slightly greater than Princess Cessie's, but now she could easily lift a heavy iron ball and lock it around Saint Leo's wrist. And this was only the first step in her power increase; in the future, her strength would be unmatched even by the powerful swordsman, Lori!

The once noble, beautiful, and powerful Saint Leo, who commanded respect, now appeared utterly miserable. Her thick, lion-like golden hair was disheveled and draped over her bare shoulders. Besides the whip marks covering her back, her neck was also tightly bound by a collar. Under Queen Estella's pulling, the skin on her neck was chafed and torn, blood flowing from the wounds, causing waves of pain as sweat seeped through.

Saintess Leo convulsed in pain. The beating itself wasn't so bad; what humiliated her most was the damage the aphrodisiac had done to her body. Even after the initial strong effects wore off, she managed to maintain a composed expression despite her humiliation. However, she knew in her heart that her body was extremely sensitive due to the potent aphrodisiac. If a hand were to touch her, she would likely groan uncontrollably.

"If it were Elsa's hand..." Saintess Leo's eyes began to glaze over. Remembering the happy times she had spent with Elsa, she believed that if Elsa were to touch her with her magical hands, given her current sensitivity, she would be unable to resist her advances. She feared she would forget the vow she had made to the goddess to abstain from lust in her delirium.

A sharp crack rang out as the long black whip struck Saintess Leo's snow-white, full arm, instantly leaving a deep welt. Blood gushed out, jolting her back to reality. She bit her lip tightly.

The Queen resumed her agonizing torment and humiliation, relentlessly humiliating Saint Leo. She sought to break Saint Leo's will through alternating cycles of lust and painful humiliation, achieving her ultimate goal.

Whiplashes filled the air as the beautiful and alluring Queen Estella, clad in eerie black leather, excitedly and wickedly wielded her whip, striking the holy and powerful Saint Leo heavily. The two stunning beauties were barely clothed, creating a scene both erotic and intoxicating. Coupled with the black mist and rising holy light in the room, it resembled a scene straight out of a dream.

With each act of humiliation against Saint Leo, Queen Estella grew increasingly excited, her beautiful eyes gleaming as she admired the alluring naked body before her. She couldn't resist reaching out to gently caress Saint Leo's snow-white buttocks, tenderly stroking her pure and perfect form. Her mind went blank, filled with wicked pleasure.

"Bang!" A fist came flying towards her. Queen Estella screamed and fell backward to the ground, her shiny black leather skirt billowing open, revealing her noble and private parts.

Saintess Leo, suppressing the desire aroused by the Queen's touch, was about to throw another punch when she suddenly saw the Queen's genitals. A surge of heat rushed through her body, making her weak and powerless to continue attacking. She had to immediately turn her head away, not daring to look any longer.

"What's going on?" Saintess Leo thought sadly, "Just seeing a body of the same sex makes me feel hot all over. I never thought this aphrodisiac would be so devastating!"

Queen Estella got up from the ground, clutching her eyes and crying out in pain. She had been caught off guard and knocked down by Saintess Leo's punch. Enraged, she swung her whip and lashed out wildly. The cracking sounds rang out rapidly as she beat Saintess Leo until she was covered in wounds and bleeding profusely.

After a while, Queen Estella stopped. Seeing the defiant glint in Saint Leo's eyes, she became even more enraged. She casually pulled out something tucked into her leather skirt, pounced on Saint Leo, and thrust it between her legs.

In the stone chamber, a cold, beautiful woman in black leather was pinning down another slender, athletic, and completely naked beauty—a scene of sensual allure.

Saint Leo struggled fiercely, but the drugs had drained her strength. The power she had gathered earlier was exhausted by that punch, and Queen Estella easily pinned her to the ground, forcefully spreading her legs to reveal her pure and sacred garden.

Gazing at the alluring pink petals covered in golden velvet, Queen Estella's beautiful eyes gleamed. She gripped the white jade dildo tightly and thrust it fiercely into Saint Leo's beautiful garden!

Despite her resolute will, Saint Leo couldn't help but widen her eyes, clearly seeing the jade dildo cruelly thrust forward, piercing her thigh.

Queen Estella, clutching the dildo tightly, suddenly laughed, flipping herself onto Saint Leo's body, triumphantly raising the dildo, and softly asking, "Your Highness, are you frightened?" Saint Leo

snorted coldly, turning her head away, refusing to look at the ugly thing.

Queen Estella, however, smugly stroked the jade, a sweet expression on her face, and said softly, "This thing was carefully selected from ten-thousand-year-old warm jade, carved by my own hands after a long time! Speaking of which, you are the second person to see it, and you will be the first to use it. Don't worry, it will definitely make you feel incredibly good."

Hearing her lewd words, Saint Leo's jade face flushed red, she bit her cherry lips tightly, glaring at her with wide eyes, but she didn't know what to say to this lewd queen.

Seeing Saint Leo angry, Queen Estella was even more delighted. She straddled Saint Leo, her beautiful legs tightly wrapped around Saint Leo's soft and supple waist. Her slender hands caressed Saint Leo's thick golden hair, and she said softly, "Look, isn't my sculpting lifelike? You should feel gratified to have taken your virginity with such precious, ten-thousand-year-old warm jade."

She leaned down, her alluring red lips gently kissing Saint Leo's body. Saint Leo was naked, her bare skin like silk. The Queen's lips brushed against Saint Leo's tempting red lips, bringing Saint Leo a chaotic and stimulating sensation.

Tonight would be the night the Queen's magical powers reached their zenith. If she could bring Saint Leo's pain and grief to their peak in the ecstasy of lust, with the help of the powerful magic array transmitted from the Demon God, the Queen would possess Saint Leo's power, and might even be more powerful than Saint Leo.

The key to bringing Saintess Leo to the state the Queen desired was the vigorous thrusting of this treasure, carved from millennia-old warm jade, into her body.

But before that, it was best to arouse Saintess Leo's lust. The Queen bit her cherry lips, a wicked smile playing on her lips. She decided to use her wicked seductive methods to ignite Saintess Leo's desire, then slowly train her, watching her writhe and moan beneath her in excitement. Then, she would pierce Saintess Leo's hymen—it would be incredibly interesting.

But there was no need to rush. The night was only half over; there was still plenty of time before dawn. The Queen could slowly savor this blissful night with this proud and powerful Saintess of the Lion Palace.

In the stillness of the night, on a hillside near the military camp, two graceful figures stood silently in the darkness, gazing towards the northwest.

This was near the border between the Kingdom of Delhi and the Kingdom of Saint Anne. The armies of both countries had been locked in a stalemate for days, suffering casualties on both sides, and the outcome was uncertain.

The bright moonlight shone down, illuminating the face of a slender young woman. Her beauty was unparalleled, her features exquisitely refined, except for her long, pointed, snow-white ears—a rarity on the continent.

She wore a beautiful floral crown and carried a long warbler, which shimmered with a wondrous light in the moonlight. At this moment, she stood atop a mountain peak, gazing northwest, a worried expression involuntarily appearing on her face.

This elven girl possessed unparalleled beauty. Although she was tall and slender, she looked only twelve or thirteen years old—an exquisite loli. However, since elves' ages differ from humans, appearances cannot be used to judge them.

Beside her, a noble and elegant voice softly rang out: "Saintess Sakiteris, how long has it been since you received the oracle of the Goddess of Life?"

The speaker was a stunningly beautiful woman, appearing to be more than twice the age of the elven girl, around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. Her demeanor was serene, gentle, elegant, and graceful. She wore a saint's snow-white robe, spotless, and on her head adorned a matching floral crown, this time woven from beautiful calla lilies.

The elven beauty shook her head, a faint sadness in her eyes, and said softly, "It's been a long time... Saintess Dorose, and what about you?"

The elegant beauty gave a bitter smile and said softly, "The same as you. Has your perception of Saintess Leo changed?"

The elven beauty took a deep breath, lowered her head, and sighed softly, "It should be the same as your feeling. Saintess Leo must have suffered cruel beatings and torture, otherwise her mind wouldn't be so confused and filled with pain. That was the message I received a moment ago, but now that message seems to have suddenly stopped."

The elegant beauty sighed softly, "Yes! We, the three palaces of battle, can sense each other when one is in great danger. Saintess Leo has been captured and is imprisoned in the capital of the empire. This is the battle report we just received. The Kingdom of Xinu has also joined the battle. According to intelligence, their king is personally leading an army of hundreds of thousands towards the capital of the Kingdom of Delhi. Once their army..." "Now that things are arranged, it will be even harder for us to penetrate the heart of the Kingdom of Delhi and rescue Saintess Leo."

A sorrowful expression appeared on the elven beauty's face as she softly said, "Moreover, the army of the Kingdom of Xinu is much closer to us. Even if we defeat the army of the Kingdom of Delhi now and rush directly to their capital, it will still be much slower than the army of the Kingdom of Xinu. Those hundreds of thousands of troops are the elite forces of the Kingdom of Xinu. Once they reach the walls of Delhi, they will be fighting alongside the Kingdom of Delhi's defenders, and our situation will be extremely difficult."

The elegant beauty gently bit her cherry lips, pondered for a long time, then suddenly raised her head, her beautiful eyes blazing with fierce fighting spirit, and shouted, "Don't worry about that! Let's lead our own troops and defeat the army of the Kingdom of Delhi first. As for Saintess Leo, we must believe that the Goddess of Life will help her!"

A strong light burst forth from her slender and beautiful body, filled with a holy and magnificent aura, like a dazzling lamp in the darkness, illuminating the surroundings.

The elven beauty smiled faintly. She knew that when elegant beauties were excited, they couldn't help but radiate a holy light. Watching the elegant beauty stride down the hillside, she followed. After

walking for a long time on the mountain path, the elven beauty finally couldn't help but say softly, "Saintess Dorose, do you think... if Saintess Leo were captured by the enemy, would she suffer... cruel humiliation and..."

The elven beauty didn't finish her sentence, but the implied meaning made her blush, her delicate face turning rosy and very cute.

The elegant beauty understood her meaning, raised her head, and said angrily, "If that day ever comes, whoever dares to violate Saintess Leo's chastity, I, Dorose, swear here and now, I will make them pay a terrible price!"

High on the mountaintop, in the deep night, the beautiful saintess spoke these words with her head held high, a holy light radiating from her body, as dazzling and beautiful as the sun.

In the military camp at the foot of the mountain, countless soldiers gazed up at this beautiful spectacle. They couldn't hear the conversation between the saints, but they could see their beautiful and holy figures standing high atop the mountain, filling their hearts with piety and reverence. Many soldiers even knelt down involuntarily, murmuring prayers, mesmerized by the two saints' exquisite figures in the distance.

Just as the two saints had feared, Saint Leo was currently facing the terrifying threat of losing her virginity!

This threat didn't come from a man, but from a woman like Saint Leo—Queen Estella, the most esteemed and revered queen of the Kingdom of Delhi.

A burning desire ignited within the queen. Before Saint Leo, she hastily stripped off her clothes, revealing her snow-white, naked, and sensual body.

After more than thirty years and two beautiful daughters, the queen's body remained slender, graceful, and captivating, seemingly untouched by the passage of time; her skin appeared even more delicate than that of women in their early twenties.

The Queen's skin was snow-white and smooth, her slender waist so delicate it could be encircled by a single hand, her breasts high and firm, her tender nipples still rosy. Her breasts rose and fell with her rapid breathing, a surging, undulating wave of color

, her beautiful body so sensual it was dizzying. Queen Estella's beauty was renowned throughout the Kingdom of Delhi; her beautiful face and devilishly sexy figure often left her subjects breathless, bowing their heads, afraid to look up lest they harbor any disrespectful thoughts towards their noble and majestic queen.

At this moment, their most respected and noble queen was completely naked, her body trembling slightly unconsciously, driven by the burning desire within her. She climbed onto Saint Leo's tall and strong body, straddling her powerful waist, her beautiful legs tightly gripping Saint Leo's body, rubbing against her body eagerly to quell the raging fire within her.

The vulva, having given birth to two children, remained delicate and pink after years of abstinence, just like Princess Qinana's hair. With the movement of her long, slender, white legs, it rubbed vigorously against Saint Leo's translucent skin.

Imagining the bright red virgin blood flowing down the snow-white, warm jade, coupled with Saint Leo's sorrowful tears, the mere thought of it was enough to make Queen Estella's body heat up. The pleasure from the friction between her delicate vulva and the saint's smooth skin caused sticky, lustful fluid to flow between her legs—a feeling she hadn't experienced in years.

The queen leaned down, panting, and wrapped her beautiful legs around Saint Leo's body. Drops of nectar flowing from her vulva, due to the constant friction, smeared onto Saint Leo's flat stomach.

Looking at the artificial phallus she had carved herself, her eyes glazed over as she thought, "I've abstained from sex for many years. If Saintess Leo could wear this jade artifact and have it inserted into my body, would I experience extreme pleasure?"

"But that will only be possible after my magical powers are fully developed," Queen Estella breathed softly, her mind hazy as she placed the white jade phallus between her legs. A black leather strap passed through a hole in the phallus, allowing her to tie it around her waist.

She quickly slipped the artificial phallus onto her hips, their two exquisite bodies pressed tightly together. Queen Estella kissed Saintess Leo's face passionately, holding her hands and feet still.

The weak and powerless Saintess Leo quickly stopped resisting. She closed her eyes, refusing to look at the lewd queen, silently praying that the goddess of life would save her, or at least grant her the courage to face this torment.

Her lack of resistance only made the Queen feel bored. She knelt between Saint Leo's two beautiful legs, her slender legs spread apart with her delicate hands, and slowly moved her waist forward. Her red lips were close to Saint Leo's ear, and she kept saying lewd words.

The dildo thrust forward, its snow-white, smooth head gradually approaching Saint Leo's exquisite garden. Saint Leo's delicate body trembled violently, her hands unconsciously pushing against Queen Estella's sexy body, forcing the queen to hold her down. The queen's slender hands trembled as she pressed them against Saint Leo's firm and elastic breasts, kneading them with panting breaths.

The desecration of the saint's body excited Queen Estella, her beautiful eyes turning red. A fierce cry rose in her heart, making her yearn to pierce Saint Leo's hymen with the dildo she had sculpted herself, plunging Saint Leo into an abyss of pain and lust!

Queen Estella excitedly thrust forward, then suddenly paused, as if remembering something. She then stood up, reached into the black leather jacket she had just thrown aside, and pulled out a small jade bottle, her eyes gleaming as she looked at it.

Although the jade bottle was small, it was crafted by the master apothecary Kure using the most precious medicinal herbs, specifically tailored to the martial arts cultivation methods of the Lion Palace Saintess of the Goddess Convent. It was also the last in a series of complementary drugs.

Looking at this aphrodisiac, specially designed to counter Saintess Leo, Queen Estella's delicate hands trembled with excitement. With this, she could activate all the remaining aphrodisiacs in Saintess Leo's body, unleashing their potent effects to completely transform her body, making her the most physically sensitive woman in the world. Even the slightest stimulation would ignite her lust, making her unable to escape the allure of sexual desire, forever plunging her into the abyss of darkness.

Queen Estella extended her sweet red tongue, gently licking Saintess Leo's smooth shoulder, her slender hands tenderly caressing her soft cheeks, as if in the caress of lovers.

Saintess Leo trembled slightly. The brutal transformation of her body by the large doses of potent aphrodisiacs she had taken over the past few days had made her extremely sensitive. Even the caresses of other women could make her heart race and her body burn with desire.

Suddenly, Queen Estella's hand gripped Saintess Leo's cheek tightly, forcing her lips open. The Queen then roughly shoved the opened jade bottle into Saintess Leo's mouth, pouring the entire bottle of aphrodisiac into her throat.

Saintess Leo coughed angrily, trying in vain to spit out the potion, but her mouth was pinched shut, and the drug's hallucinogenic taste instantly overwhelmed her reason. She involuntarily swallowed, allowing the potion to enter her esophagus.

Queen Estella's captivating eyes widened with excitement as she watched the jade bottle being placed into Saint Leo's mouth, her mind involuntarily fantasizing: "How fun it would be to shove my dildo into her mouth and force her to lick it!"

When Saint Leo regained her senses and glared angrily at the Queen, Queen Estella had already gracefully and languidly climbed off Saint Leo's naked body, a charming smile on her face, and softly said, "Your Highness, now enjoy your last moments as a virgin!"

Saint Leo's pupils constricted instantly, staring at Queen Estella in shock and anger. She understood the evil queen's intentions.

Immediately afterward, a surge of heat rose from Saint Leo's abdomen, and a frenzied lust instantly spread throughout her body, enveloping her now extremely sensitive body, causing her remaining reason to vanish rapidly in the heat of her growing body.

Episode 6: The Recapture of Virginity, Chapter 3: Lovers Reunited

Before the majestic and magnificent palace gates, a powerful swordsman, burly and with a full beard, stood proudly on horseback on the main road, his eyes gleaming with unwavering determination—his resolve as the captain of the palace guard, sworn to defend the palace to the death.

A dozen valiant cavalrymen of the Mighty Legion raised their gleaming steel sabers, galloping forward, their blades slashing down, determined to cut this powerful warrior down on the spot before the palace.

They had learned from the prisoners that their most beloved Saintess Leo had never left the palace since being taken there. Clearly, she was imprisoned within. They were willing to pay any price to rescue Saintess Leo!

The most renowned swordsman of the Kingdom of Delhi, Lori, stood as tall as a mountain, watching the blade flash just before him. Suddenly, with a loud roar, his broadsword flashed through the air, striking several warriors who had reached him in the chest. They were sent flying from their horses, crashing to the ground, blood gushing from their bodies – all fatally wounded. Beside Luo Li, several cavalrymen charged, brandishing their swords. He didn't even glance at them. His broadsword swung left and right like thunderbolts, striking the warriors with lightning speed, sending them flying.

The warriors landed, their armor shattered, gaping from the sword wounds, blood spurting from them, staining the road before the palace crimson.

In the night sky, a warhorse galloped in. The general, clad in silver armor and wielding a long sword, roared at Luo Li, spurred his horse, and shot forward like an arrow towards the enemy general!

The longsword slashed down fiercely, aiming heavily for Luo Li's head. The force was immense, creating a whistling, sharp, and piercing sound.

Luo Li's brow furrowed, and he raised his sword to meet the attack. Both sides exerted their full strength, and with a loud roar, their swords clashed. A deafening roar reverberated through the night sky.

The strong, powerful warhorses, unable to withstand the immense force, staggered backward. Luo Li, sword held horizontally to his chest, gazed at the enemy general before him, secretly astonished by the general's immense strength.

The enemy general had delicate features, wore silver armor that gleamed in the moonlight, and judging from the flowing hair outside her silver helmet, she appeared to be a woman.

"The Battle Nun of the Saintess Convent!" Luo Li instantly recognized the enemy's origin. Recalling the power he had witnessed from Saintess Leo before, his fighting spirit surged. He raised his broadsword and roared, "Battle Nun in front, dare you take my sword?"

Elva was anxious and only wanted to rescue Saintess Leo as soon as possible to prevent her from being humiliated by the enemy. So he had no time to waste words with Luo Li. He roared and slashed wildly with his longsword, aiming straight for Luo Li's face!

Seeing the fierce attack of the other party, Luo Li dared not be careless. He shouted and raised his sword to block, his arm going numb from the impact. He was secretly shocked: "This nun is so strong!"

Seeing that his panicked subordinates had been slaughtered by the enemy, and surrounded by enemy soldiers, Luo Li was anxious and angry. He thought to himself: "This nun is obviously an important enemy mission. I'll kill her first to establish my authority!"

His fighting spirit surged instantly in his mind. Powerful fighting spirit flowed through his meridians and circulated rapidly in his body. Luo Li's body began to reflect a strong light. With a roar, he slashed his heavy broadsword forward with fierce force. The tip of the sword shot out light, and he had violently released the fighting spirit he had cultivated for many years. He was determined to cut the tall nun in two.

Seeing the dazzling light rushing towards him, Elva's eyes also blazed with intense light. His worry, anxiety, and anger for Saintess Leo mingled together, unleashing a powerful surge of energy. His battle aura erupted, and he furiously swung his sword forward, the blade gleaming fiercely, its holy light no less dazzling than that of the enemy general.

With a deafening roar, the two battle auras collided violently, the shockwave radiating outwards like a whirlwind. The surrounding warriors clearly felt the gust of wind, and both warhorses were thrown backwards. Before everyone's eyes, the spirited silver-armored nun suddenly opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The warriors of the Mighty Legion were horrified, crying out, "Legion Commander!"

Beneath his silver helmet, his handsome face was deathly pale, yet etched with a grim smile. Elva gritted his teeth and slowly raised his sword.

Under the cold moonlight, the silver-armored nun's sword gleamed, her face bearing a resolute expression of unwavering courage. The scene was so desolate and tragic that even the warriors who had just experienced a bloody battle were stunned.

Elva gritted his teeth, suppressing the urge to vomit blood. The fighting spirit techniques that the beautiful and holy woman had once taught him surged within him again and again. He decided to repay her for her kindness in passing on her skills and her deep affection for him.

A brilliant light flashed rapidly on his silver armor, carrying a strong holy aura. Countless warriors who worshipped the goddess of life were already in tears, looking at the pure and beautiful Sister Elsa, their beloved legion commander, who was biting her lip and gripping her battle sword tightly. Holy emotions instantly filled their minds and bodies.

The gleaming longsword slowly rose, held high in the night sky, with a faint elegance and a resolute determination to die. Elva channeled all his strength beyond his limits and swung the sword swiftly and violently!

The holy and dazzling light sliced through the night sky, heavily cleaving towards the powerful swordsman of the Kingdom of Delhi. An equally intense fighting spirit also shot out from Luo Li's heavy sword, powerfully colliding with the blade's light, instantly creating a deafening roar.

Blood gushed forth. The combined attack of these two powerful warriors, both driven by a death wish, had shaken their internal organs, causing blood to gush from their mouths and stain the ground between them crimson.

Elva, still laughing, blood still spurting from his mouth, gracefully twirled his sword hilt, preparing for the next fatal blow. Lori

gritted his teeth, blood flowing from between them, gripping his heavy sword tightly, ready to cut the silver-armored nun down in the next move.

His opponent was indeed strong, but Lori had roamed the Kingdom of Delhi for many years, his reputation far from empty boasting. In terms of strength, he was absolutely confident he wouldn't lose to this pretty, teenage nun.

The violent clash of their battle auras left Lori's mind reeling and his hearing blurred, making him unable to hear the gust of wind rushing past behind him.

Claws lashed through the air, tracing eerie arcs in the night sky, before gripping Luo Li's throat. Luo Li's eyes widened instantly, and his heavy sword flashed upwards. A mournful hoofbeat followed, and Luo Li's sword pierced through a massive eagle, blood streaming from its body, clearly wounded in the previous night raid. A

brilliant light burst forth from the night sky. Luo Li cried out in alarm, but it was too late to swing his sword. He could only turn his head and see the silver-armored nun's beautiful face, radiating a relieved, cool smile, as she swung her sword.

The holy blade struck Luo Li's chest, instantly piercing his heavy armor. The blade cut deep into his chest, penetrating his heart and lungs, exiting from his back. Luo Li's burly body flew backwards, blood spurting from his chest, scattering large droplets of blood in the air.

In mid-air, Luo Li's eyes widened, filled with astonishment and rage. As a nun of the Goddess of Life, a renowned warrior nun of the Saintess Convent, known for her uprightness, it was utterly unbelievable that she would act so unorthodoxly in a face-to-face duel.

"And where did that eagle come from? Could the enemy have beast tamers or experts in training war eagles?" This was Luo Li's last thought. Filled with unanswered questions, his burly, heavy body crashed to the ground, splattering blood.

The last strong guard of the palace was instantly killed by Elva's powerful surprise attack, his corpse lying on the ground.

Elva didn't even glance at him. The incantation of beast taming surged from his heart, and his warhorse, receiving the command, shot forward like a sharp sword, passing through Luo Li's corpse and rushing towards the palace gates.

Elva's pale face was cold and indifferent. He only wanted to rescue his beloved Saintess Leo; what did the fighting spirit of the warriors matter to him?

"There must still be enemy guards in the palace. I must kill them all as quickly as possible, find where Saint Leo is being held, and rescue my beloved Saint Leo!" Elva thought to herself.

Outside the magnificent and imposing palace, before the towering palace gates, a young legion commander in silver armor gripped his sharp sword tightly, galloping towards the palace gates like lightning.

Inside the secret stone chamber, an atmosphere of lewdness and eeriness filled the air.

In the Kingdom of Delhi, Queen Estella, beloved by all her subjects, shamelessly exposed her alluring body, standing proudly on the magic circle in the stone chamber, chanting long incantations loudly.

Her skin was snow-white and translucent, her figure tall and slender, her waist slender, her breasts high and full, possessing a bewitchingly sexy physique. Her face was stunningly beautiful, and her cold black eyes radiated a fierce lust, directed at the naked beauty bound by chains before her.

Beneath his snow-white, smooth feet, black mist surged rapidly from the massive magic circle, billowing upwards and filling the entire stone chamber.

Her tall, slender figure was draped in a long black gown, covered in eerie patterns resembling magic circles, countless black pearls and gems inlaid within, shimmering and radiating light.

As the black mist churned, the robe floated behind her, completely exposing her wanton figure. Her

towering breasts appeared even more firm and alluring amidst the swirling black mist, while her long, snow-white legs stood within the mist, the beautiful garden between them shamelessly exposed to the churning fog, pink flesh glistening with lustful fluid. Coupled with the burning desire in her eyes, this majestic and cold queen had reached the pinnacle of lust, her gaze fixed intently on the tall, beautiful woman before her, almost pouncing on her.

On the floor of the spacious stone chamber, a massive magic circle was carved, with two central points appearing on its eerie patterns. At one point stood the majestic yet licentious Queen Ethrath, while at the other central point lay a tall and beautiful woman, lying supine, her limbs bound by iron chains and firmly locked to iron rings in the floor.

Even lying down, it was easy to see that she was much taller than Queen Ethrath, with an exceptionally beautiful and muscular body, containing immense power, like a tragic hero forcibly bound, unable to break free.

At this moment, her exquisite beauty had fallen into a chaotic abyss, her beautiful eyes filled with confusion, the burning desire seemingly even stronger than Queen Ethrath's. Her tall, beautiful body trembled rapidly, becoming scalding hot from lust, large patches of pink spreading across her skin.

Her eyes were glazed, her cherry lips trembled, and she murmured a name, which sounded like "Elisa."

A holy white light enveloped her body, protecting her from the black mist. However, the potent aphrodisiac had already penetrated her, affecting her mind and arousing her desire. Each time she trembled and uttered "Elisa," the holy light weakened, and the black mist seized the opportunity to invade, confining the holy white light to a small area, barely protecting her body from its invasion. Opposite her

, Queen Ethrath's face flushed rapidly, her beautiful eyes burning with undisguised lust. The incantations she uttered grew louder and louder, and as her melodious voice echoed throughout the stone chamber, the black mist surged wildly from beneath her feet, rushing towards Saintess Leo.

Suddenly, a loud moan escaped from Saintess Leo's lips. Lying on the ground, she desperately arched her hips, forming a beautiful and alluring reverse arch. From the garden between her beautiful legs, glistening liquid flowed, trickling down her shapely thighs like a small stream, clearly indicating that her intense desire had reached its peak.

Drops of the pure saintess's surging spring tide fell onto the black magic circle, instantly seeping into the eerie patterns deeply engraved in the ground. The entire magic circle shone brightly, and the blood-red, sinister light quickly illuminated the entire stone chamber.

The magic circle composed of black patterns instantly turned blood red beneath Saintess Leo. This blood-red light spread rapidly outwards like ripples on water, and wherever the blood-red light touched, the deeply engraved black patterns on the floor all turned blood red, radiating an evil light like rubies. The

blood-red light surged forward, reaching Queen Ethrat's jade feet. In an instant, the beautiful and evil Queen Ethrat's delicate body trembled violently, and a blood-red light appeared on her snow-white, tender, bare feet, quickly surging up her calves, turning her fair skin a vibrant red. The

blood-red light surged upwards to her graceful thighs, and the Queen's jade legs quickly turned a brilliant crimson, finally resembling a beautiful woman sculpted from a ruby.

The Queen suddenly arched her back, letting out a painful roar. Immense power erupted from her delicate body, tearing her eerie black robes with a violent ripping sound. With a deafening boom, the robes shattered into countless fragments, scattering in all directions. These fragments landed on the now crimson magic circle, then vanished swiftly, as if absorbed by the strange magic circle with lightning speed.

After her agonizing scream, Queen Estella stood with her arms outstretched, looking up at the center of the magic circle. Her trembling cherry lips parted forcefully, emitting a piercing shriek.

The piercing shriek pierced the thick walls of the stone chamber, traveling throughout the dungeon and reaching far into the distance, causing the earth to tremble violently. At

the center of the blood-red magic circle, the beautiful yet sinister Queen Estella's body was truly crimson, a brilliant red radiating from every inch of her body, illuminating the entire stone chamber.

Her majestic and beautiful eyes turned blood red, emanating an eerie light. Queen Ethrath opened her red lips and loudly chanted a powerful incantation: "Great demon god who once ruled the heavens and earth! Hear the prayers of your faithful followers, awaken from your slumber, and grant me great power!"

As the incantation flowed, a thick, blood-red mist instantly rose from the massive magic circle, gathering around Queen Ethrath and surging wildly. Behind her, a gigantic body formed, violently shaking in the air, as if a terrifying demon god was emitting a piercing, sinister laugh.

Queen Ethrath raised her jade arm, radiating brilliant red light, and pointed it swiftly forward. From the direction her finger pointed, a beam of red light shot out from her fingertip, rapidly rushing towards Saintess Leo opposite her, striking heavily against the white light surrounding her.

With a deafening roar, the entire stone chamber shook violently. The sacred white light was instantly shattered by the eerie blood-red light, transforming into countless beams of light that scattered in all directions. However, they could not fly far; during their scattering, they were instantly captured by the swirling blood-red creatures throughout the chamber and completely absorbed, becoming part of the surging blood mist on the magic circle.

Large patches of blood-red patterns rose on the walls and ceiling of the sealed stone chamber, and eerie red light emanated from the stone slabs on all sides. In an instant, the entire stone chamber was ablaze with blood-red light, seemingly merging with the magic circle on the ground to form a massive magic circle, tightly enveloping the two stunningly beautiful women in Chen Zhong's chamber.

Saintess Leo's jade-like body trembled violently. Without the protection of the holy light, the room was filled with surging blood mist, and countless brilliant red beams shot out from the eerie patterns throughout the stone chamber, all targeting her pure and flawless, healthy body.

Saintess Leo screamed in agony as a strange red light instantly surged into her body, causing her delicate frame to tremble violently in pain, rolling and convulsing on the ground, constantly shifting her position. The iron chains tightly binding her hands and feet clanged loudly.

Before her, Queen Eslat laughed shrilly, swinging her arms forward. A strange red light shot from her alluring body, striking Saintess Leo with a deafening roar.

Saintess Leo threw her head back in agony, screaming loudly. The moment the red light entered her body, her healthy skin rapidly turned blood red.

A violent roar erupted from her mouth. The power she had lost seemed to return instantly. Saintess Leo's limbs trembled violently, and with a fierce struggle, the thick chains binding her shattered into pieces, falling onto the magic circle. Enveloped in the blood mist, the fragments were rapidly absorbed. In an instant, countless steel fragments vanished, as if completely swallowed by the blood mist.

Freed from her restraints, Saint Leo did not rise to attack Queen Ethrath or attempt to escape. She remained lying on the ground, panting heavily, her beautiful eyes gleaming with lust as she stared wide-eyed at the strangely powerful patterns on the ceiling. Her shapely naked body was stretched out in a spread-eagle position at the center of the magic circle, her voluptuous form trembling slightly, as if extending an invitation.

Queen Ethrath, without a trace of misunderstanding, wore a triumphant smile, her lewd gaze fixed on Saint Leo's naked, beautiful body with raw, burning desire.

The eerie crimson light faded from her sensual body, and the beautiful Queen Ethrat quickly returned to her original snow-white complexion. However, the enormous body behind her, composed of red smoke, became even clearer, wildly waving its arms as if issuing a silent cry, commanding her to step forward and possess the pure and sacred body of Saint Leo.

Saint Leo, now unconscious, trembled violently. Red smoke enveloped her, and the whip marks covering her body quickly disappeared under the influence of the red mist, leaving her smooth as before, as if she had never suffered Queen Ethrat's beatings and torture. Her

jade-like arm twitched slightly, and her fingertips accidentally touched a white jade object, causing it to roll gently on the ground.

The object was shaped like a male phallus—the very same artificial phallus made of millennia-old warm jade that Queen Ethrat had removed and placed beside Saint Leo when she was chanting incantations to activate the powerful demonic energy hidden within the magic circle.

Having undergone Queen Ethrat's long-term magical tempering, she was not consumed by the blood mist like the shackles. Instead, she faintly radiated a blood-red glow, as if white jade had transformed into blood jade.

In the center of the stone chamber, the eerily beautiful Queen Ethrat moved gracefully forward, her delicate toes lightly touching the red magic circle. The entire stone chamber seemed to tremble with her steps.

The hard stone slabs on the ground were stained with a faint red, and beneath her jade-like feet, they even became soft. With each step she took, she left faint footprints on the floor, like walking on fine sand on a beach.

A lewd smile appeared on Queen Ethrat's exquisite face. With a flick of her slender hand, the blood-jade phallus, still on the ground, seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand, instantly rising into the air. Amidst the surge of blood mist, it flew to Queen Ethrat's feet, the black leather strap automatically binding her waist. The blood-jade phallus stood erect between her beautiful legs, appearing as if it were a red phallus growing from her body, a bizarre and lewd sight.

She walked in front of Saint Leo, her jade feet lightly stepping over Saint Leo, placing them on either side of Saint Leo's slender waist. She spread her beautiful legs and straddled Saint Leo's shapely body, then lowered her head to admire Saint Leo's beauty.

Saint Leo's beautiful eyes were glazed over, her lifeless gaze fixed on the stunning beauty straddling her in a lewd posture. A drop of semen dripped from the pink petals between Queen Ethrat's spread legs, gently landing on her flat, smooth abdomen.

The crimson light rapidly receded from Saintess Leo, its penetration into the ground seemingly swallowed by a magic circle. A sliver of clarity returned to Saintess Leo's eyes. She stared wide-eyed at the naked Queen Eslat, a hint of fear creeping onto her beautiful face as she struggled to her feet.

Behind Queen Ethrath, a colossal figure formed of blood mist suddenly extended an arm, pressing forcefully against her and easily shattering her power. Saintess Leo lay trembling on the magic circle, unable to move. Powerful magic seeped into her skin, causing her eyes to once again gleam with lust.

Queen Ethrath laughed merrily, raising her head to look upwards and shouting, "Great ancient demon god! Possess your follower and steal the power of this follower of the Goddess of Life!"

As if in response to her call, the colossal figure of blood mist floating in the air rapidly solidified, transforming into the image of a slender beauty, slowly seeping into her body, as if trying to truly penetrate her.

Queen Ethrath's eyes glistened with excited tears. After so many years of diligent training, she finally had the opportunity to possess the power to exact cruel revenge on the Goddess of Life and her follower!

She lowered her head, her lustful eyes surveying the beautiful, naked body of Saint Leo. Swallowing hard, she impatiently knelt down, pressing herself between Saint Leo's wide-open, shapely legs, as if paying homage.

However, her actions conveyed a completely different meaning. Her slender hands rested on either side of Saint Leo's body, and Queen Ethrath's alluring figure slowly lowered herself, pressing against Saint Leo's beautiful form. The blood-red dildo beneath the queen glowed with a lustful red light, slowly approaching Saint Leo's pure entrance, as if it might pierce her at any moment.

Under the influence of the powerful magic circle, the ground was incredibly soft. The queen knelt on the floor, feeling no pain from the hardness of the floor, but rather a great deal of comfort, as if kneeling on her own bedroom bed.

Saintess Leo trembled violently. Although the burning lust within her made her yearn for passionate lovemaking, the danger of losing her virginity terrified her. Despite her struggles, she couldn't move an inch, as if an immense force was suppressing her.

Compared to the mighty power of the ancient demon god, the divine power within Saintess Leo was like the strength of an ant, utterly ineffective.

In the air, the giant figure formed of smoke rapidly shrank, transforming into the image of a beautiful young woman, slowly penetrating Queen Ethrath's sensual body. Queen Ethrath laughed lewdly, enjoying the intriguing expression on Saintess Leo's face, a mixture of fear and intense lust. She knew that once the great ancient demon god possessed her body, it would be the moment to break Saintess Leo's virginity and seize her power.

Saintess Leo's beauty stirred even her own heart, and a trickle of lustful fluid seeped from between her beautiful legs. Queen Ethrath, equally renowned for her beauty, couldn't resist lowering her head to kiss Saint Leo's trembling, delicate lips.

At the same time, the Queen's face grew increasingly flushed, her snow-white buttocks stealthily approaching Saint Leo's beautiful legs. The Queen took a deep breath, preparing herself to break Saint Leo's hymen in one fell swoop, to steal this beautiful saint's virginity, to ravage her exquisite nakedness, leaving her kneeling on the ground, weeping and licking her garden, enjoying the wonderful sexual pleasure she had bestowed upon her.

Just as the Queen's red lips were about to kiss Saint Leo's delicate lips, a sudden loud crash shook the Queen's body, causing her to tremble in surprise. She looked up in astonishment, staring in disbelief as the incredibly sturdy iron door of the stone cell had been forcefully kicked open!

Interrupted at the most crucial moment of the spell, the floating girl's body trembled violently, unable to penetrate Queen Ethrat's body any longer. Her smoke-formed form gradually thinned and dissipated into the air.

Queen Ethrat, however, was oblivious to the change behind her. She stared wide-eyed in astonishment at the dark figure outside the iron cage door, wondering who dared to disturb her.

She then remembered that she had closed the dungeon door when she entered, and that besides herself, her two daughters, and the imprisoned Saintess Leo, no one else was inside.

Disturbed, Queen Ethrat's eyes widened in surprise and anger as she glared at the person outside the iron cage. She resolved that whoever had trespassed into her carefully prepared magic circle and witnessed her dignified nakedness would be severely punished and made to pay a heavy price!

From the darkness, the figure stepped in, revealing his true form under the illumination of the magic lamp.

His features were exceptionally delicate, somewhat like a girl's, or perhaps he was indeed a girl. Judging from the hairstyle peeking out from under his silver helmet, this long-haired warrior was definitely a girl.

He was tall and slender, wearing gleaming silver armor, though it was now stained with blood. Blood flowed like a small river from the silver armor, spilling onto the ground.

On the crimson magic circle, red smoke surged violently. When droplets of blood hit the ground, they made soft hissing sounds before quickly merging into the magic circle. The blood mist also began to tremble violently, rushing towards the silver-armored warrior, surrounding his armor and sword, rapidly devouring the blood.

In the blink of an eye, the enemy's blood covering the armor and sword was completely consumed, leaving the armor and sword gleaming silver. The red smoke, as if satiated, began to sink to the ground, seeping into the strange patterns of the magic circle, and soon disappeared from the entire stone chamber.

The silver-armored warrior didn't focus on the blood mist; his gaze fell on the two beautiful women entangled on the floor, their penises gleaming as if they were seeing the treasure he had been searching for.

His familiar face instantly brought the beautiful woman back to her senses. The Saintess Leo, lying on the ground, having given up resisting, widened her beautiful eyes, looking at the lovely girl of her dreams. Tears instantly blurred her vision, and she parted her cherry lips slightly, murmuring in a trembling voice, "Elisa..."

Just now, seeing the blood flowing from Elisa's body and the blood-soaked sword in her hand, Saintess Leo had understood the current situation. The ecstasy of being rescued intertwined with shame and guilt towards Elisa, causing her holy tears to flow uncontrollably down her jade-like cheeks. She slightly turned her head, unable to face the girl she had abandoned.

"Driven by lust, I once recklessly took Elisa's virginity, only to cruelly abandon her, leaving her to face the ruthless enemy alone. Now, I myself am captured and threatened with humiliation, but the pure and lovely Elisa, disregarding danger, risked her life to storm the enemy's palace and rescue me from the clutches of the lewd queen."

"Just looking at the bloodstains on Elisa's body, one can tell what a terrible battle she endured. To suffer such danger for someone who once toyed with and abandoned her—was it really worth it?" Saintess Leo thought with heartache.

Episode 6: Reclaiming Virginity, Chapter 4: Falling for Love

Queen Estella jumped up, her face deathly pale, and shouted, "Who are you? Get out!"

She had already guessed the truth, but stubbornly refused to believe it. Her noble and sexy body exposed to strangers filled her with extreme shame and anger, but her possessiveness towards Saint Leo made her unwilling to give up. Standing proudly before Saint Leo, she thrust out her proud breasts, clenching her teeth, ready to face any harsh challenge.

At the door of the stone chamber, Elva strolled towards Queen Estella with a cold smile on his face. He understood the situation perfectly, and a violent rage quickly burned within him.

After several days of intense sexual activity with Tess, nourished by her virginity, Elva had completely broken free from the influence of the Goddess of Life's spiritual power. He no longer harbored the same girlish infatuation with Saintess Leo. However, seeing the beauty he once loved pinned down and about to be raped still fueled his rage. He was determined to make this beautiful queen, who dared to violate his possession, pay the price!

Elva's footsteps echoed on the blood-red magic circle, making a hollow sound, as if the floor beneath was empty. With each heavy step, the entire stone chamber trembled, and the lingering red mist at the distant edges trembled even more violently, mirroring the demon god's shocked and agitated emotions.

He stopped before Queen Estella, gazing intently at her beautiful face, her luscious red lips, her high, firm breasts, a flicker of desire rising in his eyes.

What was particularly interesting was that between her long, slender, snow-white legs stood a prosthetic phallus, half white and half red, making the naked beauty's sexy body look somewhat eerie. This reminded Elva of her past identity as a transvestite.

Seeing his gaze, Queen Estella puffed out her breasts and gave a haughty sneer, completely unaware of how ridiculous she looked standing before this man with the prosthetic phallus.

Although Queen Estella didn't yet know whether the person before her was male or female, it was clear from his gaze that he was shocked and moved by her perfect body. The Queen thought that since he had already seen her naked, it wouldn't matter if he looked a few more times. As long as she could stop him from touching Saintess Leo, everything would still be alright.

“Or rather… I could use my perfect body to seduce them, to make them switch sides to the Kingdom of Delhi. For this purpose, would I have to sacrifice my chastity, preserved for over a decade? That's alright, as long as my magical attack is perfected, I can break free from the shackles of abstinence, and then…” Queen Estella hadn't finished thinking when she suddenly saw the silver-armored warrior in front of her throw a powerful punch, his silver-gloved hand slamming heavily into her bare, snow-white breasts.

Intense pain shot through her breasts, which the two princesses had suckled. The punch sent Queen Estella flying, her naked body arcing through the air before crashing to the ground, causing her to scream loudly, her body writhing in agony.

The pain in her chest made it almost impossible for her to breathe. She had never suffered such brutal abuse in her life. A wave of surprise and anger washed over Queen Estella. She painfully raised her head, glaring at the barbaric silver-armored warrior, her teeth clenched tightly around her cherry lips.

Heavy footsteps echoed in the stone chamber. Elva walked with a cold smile to Queen Estella, slowly bending his knees and kneeling beside her.

Queen Estella's eyes widened in slight surprise as she looked at his handsome face, and she said angrily, "You..." She only uttered one word before seeing the warrior's silver-armored arm rise high again.

With a "bang," an iron fist struck her squarely in the eye socket, making Queen Estella see stars and collapse to the ground, almost fainting on the spot.

Elva, a cold smile on his face, casually ripped off his boxing gloves, raised his fist high, and with a "bang," knocked Queen Estella, who was struggling to her feet and trying to speak, back to the ground, panting heavily and groaning in pain.

Elva ripped off his left boxing glove as well, tossing it aside, glaring at Queen Estella's reclining, sexy body, his anger raging. The woman who dared to treat Saintess Leo like this, he would use those once-nimble hands that had satisfied Saintess Leo to transform into brutal iron fists and beat her to a pulp, letting her know the power of the Saintess's lover!

"You bitch!" Queen Estella finally caught her breath, her naked jade arms bracing against the ground as she pushed herself up, angrily cursing.

"Slap!" A heavy slap landed on her face, striking her jade cheek heavily. Queen Estella was sent flying, her naked body rolling several times on the ground. The hard dildo kept hitting the ground as it rolled, its back still pressing heavily against her genitals, causing her excruciating pain. She couldn't help but scream, tears of agony streaming from her beautiful eyes. She bit her cherry lips and then began to weep sadly.

At this moment, Elva showed no mercy whatsoever. He coldly walked towards her, knelt beside her, and raised his iron fist, "Bang bang..." a barrage of blows, until she screamed incessantly, blood and tears streaming down her face.

Under the brutal beating of the ruthless warriors, the beautiful and aloof Queen Estella was quickly beaten beyond recognition. Her once stunning beauty was now a patchwork of black and purple, her head swollen and bruised like a pig's. If a familiar face saw her, they would rather mistake her for a pig-man from a distant orcish kingdom than believe this was the Queen Estella, whose beauty was renowned throughout the continent.

Under such cruel torture, Queen Estella finally broke down in tears, crying out, "Stop hitting me! Tell me what you want..."

A rage flashed in Elhua's eyes as he delivered a powerful punch to the nose of the enemy queen who was torturing his woman. Blood gushed from the queen's high, white nose, two streams of blood spurting from her nostrils, flowing over her alluring red lips, and down her smooth, white chin.

Queen Estella collapsed to the ground, tears mingling with blood from her nose, her vision blurring as she acutely felt the pain she had inflicted on Saintess Leo.

A wave of dizziness washed over her, and before the enraged warriors could strike her unconscious, finally relieving Elva of his cruel torture.

Elva stopped, coldly staring at her for a long moment before abruptly abandoning her and turning back to Saintess Leo, a hidden affection flickering in his eyes.

Not far away, in the center of a blood-red magic circle, Saintess Leo propped herself up on her arms, panting as she gazed at him, her eyes filled with emotion. Her beautiful golden hair cascaded over her body, her shapely and alluring figure completely naked, revealing every detail of her intimate parts. This caused Elva's vision to blur, his breathing becoming heavy.

His longing for Saint Leo filled him with yearning. Without thinking too much, he slowly rose from beside Queen Estella, removed his silver helmet, and tossed it aside with a loud thud.

He forcefully ripped off his silver armor and discarded his steel bracers, revealing the nun's robes beneath.

The snow-white robes, from the beginning, had hardly been stained with blood; swallowed by the snow mist, only the pure white fabric remained, pristine and immaculate.

Elva lowered his head, examining himself, and smiled with satisfaction. He hoped to appear before Saint Leo in his purest form, so that the blood on his body would not taint the beautiful saint he had loved.

In the spacious stone chamber, the magic lamps flickered, illuminating the elegant nun in the center, who slowly approached the beautiful naked woman on the ground. Bathed in light, Elva's face was filled with deep affection, making Saintess Leo feel both ashamed and moved, her heart fluttering as if she were transported back to the moment she and Elsa fell deeply in love.

With a pure and innocent expression, Elva slowly knelt beside Saintess Leo, reaching out to gently embrace her. He lowered his head and lightly pressed his lips to her trembling cherry lips.

Elva kissed her deeply with all his might. Saintess Leo, ravaged by hardship, kissed her beloved girl with the same tenderness, clear tears slowly streaming down her beautiful face, staining her beloved Elsa's face.

Pure emotions could not withstand the effects of the drug; as their passionate kiss deepened, Saintess Leo's body grew hotter and hotter, a raging fire of desire burning fiercely within her.

As she trembled with ecstasy, a strange light shone in Elva's eyes. He raised his head, gazing at her beautiful, naked body, his breathing becoming rapid.

He slowly reached out and embraced Saintess Leo's beautiful waist. Her skin was soft and smooth to the touch; thanks to Saintess Leo's long-term training, her waist muscles were full of elasticity, and the feel was exquisite.

Saintess Leo was all too familiar with his reaction. Seeing the burning desire in his eyes, she instantly knew Elsa was aroused and wanted her body. Filled with shame and shock, she scrambled to her feet and knelt before Elva, her slender hands weakly resisting, her voice trembling as she said, "Elsa, no, I can't… the Goddess of Life will punish me…"

Elva bit his lip, filled with resentment towards the Goddess of Life who dared to steal Saintess Leo's place from him: "She is a goddess, I am human, our powers are not on the same level. However, my advantage is that Saintess Leo is now in my arms, the initiative is in my hands!"

Elva forcefully embraced the saintess's slender waist, deciding to strike first. Saintess Leo, already weak and powerless, was easily pulled down by him, collapsing into his arms.

The two knelt face to face on the ground, which, under the influence of the magic circle, remained soft, tinged with a faint red, as comfortable as a warm, cozy bed in a bedroom.

Even kneeling, Saintess Leo's outstanding height still made her significantly taller than Elva. Elva lowered his head, his lips trembling as he kissed Saintess Leo's breasts. Saintess Leo, panting, knelt before him, her slender hands resting on his shoulders as if trying to push him away, but unable to resist his strength, she could only pant and submit to his actions.

In the vast stone chamber, Saintess Leo knelt on the ground, completely exposing her beautiful body to her beloved. Her cheeks were flushed, her beautiful eyes watery, gradually turning a peach-red.

Elva's lips parted, trembling as he kissed her breasts, taking the peak of her high, jade-like breasts into his mouth. Saintess Leo couldn't help but let out a soft scream. Her body, already extremely sensitive under the influence of the aphrodisiac, was simply unable to withstand such stimulation. Her delicate body began to tremble violently, her jade buttocks involuntarily clinging tightly to Elva, accompanied by screams. Thick, nectar-like fluid flowed from between her trembling legs, dripping onto the floor with soft "smack, smack" sounds.

Clinging so tightly, Elva's mouth and nose were completely blocked by her high, full breasts, threatening to suffocate. Elva ignored this, desperately sucking on the tender nipple in her mouth, her tongue fiercely entwining with the sacred nipple, constantly teasing it until it became even harder.

Saintess Leo's jade peaks also became even firmer under the influence of his lips and tongue. Saintess Leo hugged Elva tightly, her body trembling even more violently, and she actually reached her first orgasm of the night under the influence of the aphrodisiac and Elva's teasing lips and tongue.

Feeling her violent trembling, Elva, who had shared countless encounters with her, knew she had reached arousal levels. Overjoyed, he ignored the near-suffocation caused by her soft, firm breasts pressing against his nose.

Fortunately, his past with the two saintesses and the demon woman had greatly enhanced his physique, allowing him to endure even under such exhaustion. His tongue relentlessly teased her pure, sacred nipples, while his left hand rose to knead Leo's right breast, squeezing it relentlessly. In his excitement, he pinched her right nipple until it was thin, completely deforming her breast.

In her extreme arousal, Leo felt little pain, instead experiencing even more intense stimulation. She raised her head high, her eyes glazed, her cherry lips unconsciously parting as she softly moaned, her cries enchanting and captivating.

Her delicate body trembled violently for a long time before the climax subsided. She collapsed weakly to the ground, a sweet smile on her lips, her slender hands still clutching Elva's head, as if determined to suffocate him.

Elva struggled to lift his head, panting heavily, thinking, "Making love with a saintess is like a contest of strength, especially with a combat-oriented Leo saintess. You can't be careless; one wrong move and you might suffocate on her."

Seeing the dazed desire in Leo's eyes, Elva didn't delay any longer. In a few swift movements, he stripped off his clothes, revealing his naked, muscular body, and pounced on Leo, excitedly kissing her cherry lips.

Leo weakly returned the kiss, her fragrant tongue plunging into Elva's mouth, allowing him to suck and lick it wantonly. Her soft, smooth body rubbed intensely against his naked skin, making her even hotter, her skin flushed a vibrant pink.

Beneath her fragrant buttocks, nectar dripped from her snowy thighs, flowing silently across the soft, pale red floor, eventually reaching the eerie patterns of the magic circle, slowly seeping in with soft hissing sounds. A

faint peach-pink mist emanated from the magic circle, enveloping the loving couple and lending an unusual, mesmerizing glow to their tense, intertwined naked bodies.

A dozen paces away, above the unconscious Queen Estella's body, the mist rapidly gathered, quickly transforming into a woman's alluring form. Though only an outline was visible, the body's captivating sensuality was unmistakable.

Her features were obscured by the dense mist, but her aura of majesty was terrifying, seemingly many times more imposing than Queen Estella herself.

A powerful force emanated from her, yet she diligently suppressed it, trying to prevent the two engaged in their lovemaking from noticing.

She floated in the air, silently watching the two naked bodies entangled together. Her indistinct features showed a slight furrow in her long, delicate eyebrows, as if she were contemplating something important. The

extremely sensitive Saintess Leo was already overwhelmed by Elva's teasing, moaning incessantly, yet struggling to maintain a semblance of clarity. Her slender hand rested on Elva's shoulder as she trembled and said, "Elsa, no, no... the Goddess of Life will punish you... If she only punished me, it wouldn't matter, but you..."

Elva's anger flared. He forcefully pressed his knee between her long, beautiful legs, separating her already limp thighs. Then he climbed down, lifted her tender, shapely legs, and rubbed his hips against her beautiful garden.

This was their usual method of sex. Elva was still under the influence of the shrinking spell, his male body not fully revealed. However, he was secretly considering whether he should unleash his penis and, unexpectedly, break through Saint Leo's hymen.

As he hesitated, the intense stimulation from his lower body disrupted his thoughts, making him forget everything and completely sink into a frenzied intoxication.

The glans hidden between her legs rubbed against the tender flesh of Saint Leo's beautiful garden. The intense pleasure made Elva almost float to the sky. He disregarded everything, frantically rubbing, bringing the strongest pleasure to both of them.

Saint Leo screamed, her body trembling beneath him. She tightly closed her beautiful eyes, tears streaming from her long eyelashes, and cried out in a trembling voice, "Ah... Elsa... Goddess of Life, I..." The

Saintess Leo's dazed moans echoed throughout the stone chamber. The red mist maiden floating in the air slowly nodded, as if she had made up her mind about something.

The mist maiden gently raised her hand and flicked her slender fingers. Instantly, a large amount of mist emerged from the red symbols of the magic circle and rushed towards the Saintess Leo's beautiful body.

A faint red mist touched her delicate, tender skin and quickly seeped inside. Saintess Leo cried out, her body trembling violently, her face flushed crimson, and she instantly reached her climax. Her long, powerful legs clamped tightly around Elva's body, and she screamed, "Ah! Elsa, I..."

A torrent of nectar gushed from her flower path. The noble and pure Saintess Leo was now speechless with pleasure, trembling and weeping as she tightly embraced Elva, pressing his head against her breasts, as if intending to suffocate him once more.

Elva, also experiencing intense pleasure from Saintess Leo, was considering whether to immediately release his penis to startle her, but Saintess Leo held him firmly, the danger of suffocation instantly dispelling his thought. Elva struggled fiercely, but his tongue couldn't help but lick her soft, smooth breasts, his teeth even leaving light marks on them.

In the climax, Saintess Leo's face rapidly shifted, sometimes crimson, sometimes snow-white, and sometimes veiled in black. The demon's power, hidden within the red mist, intensely assaulted her body and soul, as if trying to rob her of her purity and utterly corrupt her.

Suddenly, the red mist dissipated, and the mist maiden in the distance gracefully retreated, her hand covering her breasts, seemingly suffering internal injuries. A soft sigh escaped her lips; she had failed again in the struggle for the Saintess's heart. The followers of the Goddess of Life were incredibly steadfast in their faith, and her Saintess was among the most resolute!

But the maiden was not disheartened, for the mist had deeply seeped into Saintess Leo's body, and could at any moment, under her command, exert a powerful influence on Saintess Leo's purity. If a crack appeared in Saintess Leo's heart, it was not impossible for her to fall into the clutches of a wanton witch.

The Mist Maiden raised her head, her hazy eyes silently gazing at the tall, strong, and beautiful saintess, and the seemingly feminine young man. She easily discerned Elva's hidden secret, and the dark aura emanating from him that filled her with immense joy.

"Since a direct assault won't work, let's try a risk!" The Mist Maiden slowly raised her slender arm, flicking her finger towards Saintess Leo, thinking to herself, "The success of tonight's adventure depends on that wondrously handsome young man!"

In the center of the magic circle, neither of them noticed the Mist Maiden a dozen paces away. Partly because her form was faint and ethereal, difficult to spot; and partly because both were already completely absorbed in their own world, only needing to know that no one had intruded. Even if Queen Estella suddenly awoke, they might not even notice, let alone pay attention to the faint red mist in the air.

Saintess Leo trembled, tears blurring her beautiful eyes. Looking up at the handsome young girl clinging to her, she recalled the girl's deep affection and the tears of the eagle statue of the goddess of life. Saintess Leo was overwhelmed with mixed emotions of joy and sorrow, her heart churning with conflicting feelings, unsure what to do.

But nothing she said now was of any use; little Elsa held her tightly, her strength far surpassing her own. She was powerless now; even if Elsa were to rape her, she could only moan and comply with Elsa's actions.

Suddenly, Saintess Leo's body floated up. A tremendous power flowed into her body through the red mist surrounding her, instantly making her feel incredibly powerful, her body brimming with strength, and all the power she had lost was restored in an instant!

Saintess Leo's eyes widened in surprise. She raised her hand, looking at her palm, where power clearly flowed through her meridians. She tried to channel her fighting spirit, and easily did so. She was confident that a single punch could completely shatter the thick walls of the stone chamber.

Her beautiful, naked body floated in the air, her jade feet more than a foot off the ground. She didn't know the reason for her levitation, only attributing it to the miracle of the Goddess of Life.

Sensing her thoughts, the mist maiden at the other end of the stone chamber gritted her teeth, thinking angrily, "It's clearly a miracle I created, yet she takes it as the power of my mortal enemy! It's utterly despicable!"

Saintess Leo's excited gaze shifted from her floating body to Elva, suddenly dimming as she thought, "My power has returned, but what will happen to poor little Elsa?"

Elva knelt blankly on the ground, looking up at Saintess Leo's perfectly naked body, her eyes filled with astonishment, confusion, and intense infatuation.

In the air, Saintess Leo's body floated, her naked eyes captivatingly beautiful.

This exquisitely beautiful body was more than a foot off the ground, her slender, jade-like feet seemingly treading lightly in the air, making her look like a flying angel.

What made Elva even more convinced that Saintess Leo resembled an angel was the pair of large, translucent wings that sprouted from her back. Each feather seemed ethereal, a pale pink, floating and dancing gracefully in the air, radiating a captivating and alluring aura.

Elva was certain he hadn't used the magic of the Angel's Eye, so why did Saintess Leo appear to have wings in his eyes? Was she truly divinely summoned to the Goddess of Life?

The word "miracle" flashed through Elva's mind, but he quickly dismissed the idea. Because if it were the Goddess of Life appearing, her first act wouldn't be to make Saintess Leo grow wings, but to strike him dead on the spot. At the very least, she would use her beautiful legs to clamp his waist and use her divine vagina to completely drain the semen from his penis, preventing it from harming her devout followers!

Compared to this, Elva preferred to believe it was the wondrous power of the magic circle, because a faint red mist emanated from Saintess Leo's body, like the mist drifting from the strange symbols of the magic circle.

Elva looked up and saw Saintess Leo's skin, smooth and translucent, radiating a faint holy light. Her breasts were as large and full as before, and the tips of her two jade peaks, the bright red buds, were glistening with saliva—the marks left when he had licked this beautiful angel earlier. Between her long, shapely legs, golden hair dripped a beautiful nectar, glistening and captivating under the peach-pink light emanating from the magic circle. Elva knew it was the nectar produced by the friction of his groin and glans against her soft, supple flesh.

The holy angel before him, her naked body beautiful and alluring in every way, yet bearing an expression of utmost purity, filled Elva with dread. He also subconsciously sensed that he would soon be unable to possess this beautiful and powerful saintess.

Floating in the air, Saintess Leo silently watched Elva kneeling dejectedly on the ground. Her holy and beautiful face held a loving expression as she spoke softly in a gentle voice, "Little Elsa, thank you for saving me. What happened today must be a miracle of the Goddess of Life. She's telling us that we shouldn't do those things anymore, because it will anger the Goddess of Life..."

"No, no!" Elva cried out, shaking her head violently and pointing at the red mist beside her, shouting, "This isn't a miracle of the Goddess of Life! Look at the red mist beside you; it's clearly the power of this magic circle. Queen Estella set up this magic circle, I don't know what she was up to, but we broke it, so that strange effects occurred. If it were the Goddess of Life, why didn't she just give you a divine pronouncement?"

Saintess Leo was stunned. She hadn't received a divine pronouncement from the Goddess of Life for a long time, and she had been troubled by this, fearing that the Goddess of Life was angry with her because of her relationship with Elsa.

Saintess Leo pondered, "Since I can float in the air, it's clear that the Goddess of Life is no longer angry. So why doesn't she grant me a divine blessing? Could it be... that this is truly just the power of the magic circle, and not a miracle of the Goddess of Life?"

Seeing the tears in Elva's eyes, Saintess Leo's heart trembled. She shook her head violently, as if trying to shake off her wavering, and cried out, "No! Elsa, we will not receive the blessing of the Goddess of Life this way! I am the Goddess of Life's saint, her most valued believer, and I must not do anything against her will!"

Elva froze. In that instant, he clearly saw the pair of enormous, pale pink wings that had grown from Saintess Leo's smooth back suddenly turn snow-white and crystalline, radiating a powerful holy light that almost blinded him. The

beautiful angel in the sky illuminated the entire stone chamber with her holy light, but this only enraged the mist maiden on the other side of the chamber. Her arm, composed of faint red mist, was raised angrily, and suddenly, the red mist surged wildly beside Saintess Leo, launching a powerful attack on her body!

Saintess Leo's body trembled violently. Although she couldn't see the red mist attacking from behind, she could feel her body instantly become burning hot. The fire of desire that had been extinguished burned fiercely again, and honeyed fluid gushed from her sacred orifice once more. Her gaze towards Elva became watery, filled with surprise and tenderness.

Elva was also quite surprised. He saw the enormous wings behind Saintess Leo turn pink in an instant, then peach-red, radiating a dazzling red light, extremely beautiful, illuminating the entire stone chamber with a peach-red glow.

Seeing the seductive look in Saintess Leo's eyes, Elva, though unsure of what was going on, pressed her advantage and shouted, "Your Highness! Have you forgotten our love? Are you going to abandon our feelings just for some so-called divine doctrine?"

A beautiful angel floated in the sky, her delicate body trembling slightly. Rich nectar flowed from her sacred flower path, trickling down her long, shapely legs, reaching her slender feet, where drops fell, landing in the center of a massive magic circle.

Elva's naked body filled her with unease, and a burning desire raged within her, almost unbearable. Elva's words sent shivers down her spine: "If I were to truly abandon my feelings for Elsa, would my life turn to ashes?"

During her imprisonment and humiliation under Queen Estella, Saint Leo had thought of Elsa countless times, yearning for reunion, even dreaming of making love with her countless times, her nectar often dripping from her dreams. In those days, Saint Leo had come to deeply understand her feelings for Elsa, and she didn't know if she could endure abandoning her.

Elva knelt on the ground, gazing up at this beautiful and powerful angel. Behind her, her wings constantly changed color, sometimes pure white, sometimes vibrant pink, and sometimes a pale gray, leaving him secretly astonished.

He slowly stood up, a sorrowful expression on his face, and said softly, "If believing in the Goddess of Life will separate us, then I would rather abandon my faith in the Goddess of Life!"

Saintess Leo's body trembled violently. Hearing Elsa's heartfelt words, she too questioned herself, "Is it worth losing my lover for my faith?"

The intense demonic power hidden within the red mist had already affected her mind. Normally, although the power of the demon god was far beyond her resistance, it would never have affected her pure and devout heart. But now, her mind was in turmoil. The intense stimuli surged one after another, leaving her bewildered and her spirit dazed. Blasphemous thoughts, never before experienced, quickly welled up from the depths of her heart. In her confusion, for the first time, she strongly questioned her faith.

Elva's face was filled with deep and heavy sorrow. He slowly turned around and took a step towards the prison door.

"Elsa!" Saintess Leo cried out, her heart aching as she watched his departing figure. The immense spiritual power of the demon god, along with her passion and love, surged forth, launching a fierce attack on her pure heart, leaving her dizzy and forced to press her hand to her forehead.

Elva stopped, his smooth, bare back facing Saintess Leo, his sorrowful voice echoing in the stone chamber: "Your Highness, I can abandon my faith for our love, can't you do the same for me?"

"Elsa..." Saintess Leo called out weakly, tears streaming uncontrollably from her beautiful eyes, down her exquisite face, and dripping onto her high, firm breasts.

Elsa's past deeds flashed before her eyes, and she thought, "Elsa risked everything to rescue me from the enemy's capital, so why can't I abandon my faith for her?" The

demon's immense spiritual power finally breached her resolve, violently impacting her devout faith and rapidly softening it until it was as fragile as a hymen, easily pierced by a hardened heart. The

mist maiden at the other end of the stone chamber silently observed this scene, overjoyed with her success. Her hands,

formed from red mist, clasped together, and she chuckled smugly, bowing in self-respect and gratitude for her powerful spiritual strength, which had even breached the saintess's unwavering resolve.

However, the mist maiden also understood that although her spiritual power was immense and she was adept at tempting others to depravity, she was powerless against the steadfast saintess.

The Mist Maiden thought to herself, "Fortunately, this saintess has love in her heart. Faced with this act that violates the will of the Goddess of Life, the saintess can only choose between faith and love. And I desperately amplified her desire for love and weakened the influence of faith on her, which gave me the opportunity to succeed."

In addition, Queen Estella's modification of Saint Leo's body also greatly helped the Mist Maiden. If Saint Leo's body had not become extremely sensitive, and her desire for passion had not greatly weakened her willpower and judgment, how could the Mist Maiden have successfully achieved her goal?

The beautiful angel floating in the air, watching her lover walk towards the stone chamber door, finally could not bear the heart-wrenching pain and cried out, "Elsa! If you are willing, I can do it for you..."

Tears streamed down her face, and she could not continue. The huge wings on her back flapped violently, making her fly forward like the wind. She opened her arms and tightly embraced Elva's naked body, her jade cheeks pressed against his hair, and tears streamed from her beautiful eyes, all of them falling onto his shoulder.

Feeling her soft, full, towering breasts pressed tightly against his back, warm tears falling onto his shoulder, Elva felt a lump in his throat, his heart overflowing with joy.

He turned around, tears welling in his eyes, and embraced this fallen angel tightly, tilting his head back to kiss her lips, but her buoyancy and height made it slightly difficult.

Saintess Leo knelt down obediently, her knees touching the ground before her beloved, tilting her head back to offer her delicate cherry lips.

This was a vow of love. Having renounced her faith, Saintess Leo needed the power of love more than ever before; it would become her life, her air, her water, the spiritual pillar she could never lack!

For this, she could abandon her dignity as she abandoned her faith; as long as her beloved did not abandon her, she would do anything for Elsa.

Elva bent slightly, embracing her tall, beautiful body, and gently kissed her warm, moist red lips.

His gaze passed over Saintess Leo's strong, shapely shoulders and landed on the enormous wings on her back, his heart suddenly jolting. Those beautiful, translucent wings had instantly turned gray. Each feather remained crystal clear, but now carried a somber gray hue as it floated and danced in the air, as if declaring Saintess Leo's complete farewell to her lifelong faith.

The powerful and beautiful Lion Saintess, tonight, has fallen for love!

Episode 6: Reclaiming Virginity, Chapter 5: Saintess

's Virginity Lost. In the most prosperous capital of the Kingdom of Delhi, raging fires burned everywhere, and countless powerful warriors fought fiercely in the streets, their blood staining every inch of the streets.

Despite lacking a supreme commander, before storming the enemy city, Elwar had meticulously surveyed every street in Delhi using birds in the air and even rats scurrying through the streets, creating a detailed map. He had also assigned tasks to his men, with clear plans for which targets each thousand-cavalry unit would attack and which streets each hundred-cavalry unit would control and blockade.

Under this incredibly detailed plan, the loyal hundred and thousand-cavalry commanders led their troops, striving to complete their missions, swiftly fighting in the streets and reaping enemy lives.

The powerful cavalry easily gained the upper hand in the street battles, and the scattered defenders were no match for their swift and unstoppable offensive. Countless brave cavalrymen galloped through the streets, shouting excitedly, vowing to exterminate all enemy soldiers in the city, leaving no trace of trouble!

The entire city gradually fell under the control of the mighty legion amidst fierce fighting. The commanders of the thousand cavalry continued to shout orders, leading their men on a rampage, striving to complete their planned tasks, even going beyond that, to slay every enemy they encountered.

They were the most devout believers of the Goddess of Life, their reverence for the holy and beautiful Saint Leo, and their worship of the brave and tenacious Sister Elsa. Driven by their fearlessness, they were single-mindedly focused on eliminating all enemies, rescuing the great Saint Leo, and proving their loyalty through their actions.

They had no idea that their two most beloved companions were, in the heart of this city filled with the sounds of battle, enjoying the most intense form of human sexual intercourse, lost in their own world, completely oblivious to everything outside.

"Elsa, ah! Elsa..." Saint Leo trembled and moaned, murmuring her lover's name, completely lost in the throes of passion.

Her lips uttered not only her lover's name, but also his genitals. At this moment, she parted her cherry lips, her fragrant tongue diligently licking Elva's lower body and his glans, which was faintly visible.

The place, filled with magical power, was as soft as a comfortable bed, a pale pinkish-red, and Elva and Saintess Leo were engaged in passionate lovemaking on this comfortable pinkish-red floor, at the center of the magic circle.

They lay on the floor in a 69 position, with Elva on top, straddling Saintess Leo's shapely and slender body. He naturally wanted to be on top; for him, it was far more comfortable to lie on Saintess Leo's tall, soft, and smooth body.

Saintess Leo lay on her back on the pinkish-red floor, her enormous wings spread beneath her, a translucent pale gray, like a soft, comfortable down comforter, supporting her and Elva's lovemaking.

The walls of the stone chamber were covered with peach-pink symbols. The eerie magical runes, seemingly imbued with their surging passion, became filled with tenderness and fiery desire, turning the bluestone slabs that made up the chamber a pale pink, like a specially crafted chamber of love and desire.

Elva pressed himself against Saintess Leo's delicate body, forcefully licking her sacred garden, his tongue penetrating deep into her soft flesh, teasing her desire. In his extreme love for Saintess Leo, he stretched his tongue as far as it could, even vaguely feeling himself licking her hymen, within her tender, tight vagina.

This development greatly invigorated Elva. He tightly clamped his legs together, pressing his thighs against Saint Leo's beautiful face, his glans slightly protruding as he enjoyed the caress of her smooth, fragrant tongue. He secretly chuckled at Saint Leo's ignorance; even at this point, she still considered his glans a normal organ found on ordinary women.

After enjoying this for a while, Elva could no longer suppress his burning desire. He rolled over, pressing himself back onto Saint Leo's body, and lowered his head to kiss her swollen, full breasts.

Saint Leo trembled violently, obediently opening her shapely legs to meet Elva's groin. After many intense sexual encounters, she knew Elsa enjoyed every step of her body's movements; the next step would be a vigorous rubbing between her legs. Let her and Elsa enjoy the intense pleasure together!

Just as she expected, Elva's thighs clamped around her delicate body, their innermost parts pressed tightly together. The warm, wet touch sent shivers through Saint Leo's body, her eyes burning with desire. She clung tightly to Elva's body, panting heavily, awaiting her lover's favor.

Elva excitedly rubbed against her, engaging in intimate contact with the beautiful saint, just as he had done before. But today, he had a new act to show Saint Leo.

He slowly pulled his hips back, chanting incantations rapidly in his mind. Between his smooth thighs, a snake-like object quietly emerged, its hard head slowly probing towards Saint Leo's exquisite garden.

Saint Leo's face flushed, she panted heavily, her eyes blazing with desire, eagerly thrusting her snowy buttocks upwards, searching for Elva's genitals. Subconsciously, she assumed Elsa was playing hard to get again, teasing her by making her moan.

This, of course, made Saint Leo feel somewhat embarrassed, but her physical needs were unbearable. She could only arch her snowy buttocks, her cherry lips trembling as she let out a soft moan, slightly tinged with tears, as if pleading for her lover's favor.

Suddenly, something seemed to push into her honeyed depths, causing him to open his beautiful eyes in surprise. Her sensitive body could sense that the thing had a round head, unlike the sensation of Elsa's fingers inserting into her to satisfy her.

Elva buried his face in her breasts, biting his lip, secretly smiling. Although he couldn't see, he knew from the sensation in his lower body that he had completely released his penis; his erect, thick rod pressed against Saint Leo's wet honeyed depths, just one final thrust needed!

The holy and beautiful Saintess Leo lay naked in the center of the magic circle. Between her long, shapely legs, covered in golden down, her pure garden flowed with nectar, making her buttocks and legs wet with lust.

In the center of her tender petals, a thick glans parted the pink flesh and slowly pushed inward. The tight walls of her vagina gripped the glans, giving Elva intense stimulation. Lustful fluids flowed continuously from her flower path, soaking his penis.

Elva could feel his penis pressing against a sacred membrane. It was sacred, of course; otherwise, why would she be called a saint?

At this moment, the saintess's beautiful eyes widened as she looked at him in surprise, her voice weak as she asked, "Elsa, you..."

She was destined not to ask the question, because Elva had already taken a deep breath and was now thrusting forward with force. His thick penis instantly broke through the sacred hymen and pierced into her body.

Saintess Leo screamed. Of course she would scream; even a saintess with high martial arts skills would feel excruciating pain when her hymen was broken by a penis. She gripped Elva's shoulders tightly with her slender hands and cried out in a trembling voice, "Elsa, use your fingers too..."

She suddenly stopped, because she clearly felt that Elsa was holding her with both hands, so of course it was impossible for her to pierce her hymen with her fingers, just like she had done to Elsa, unless… unless Elsa had three hands.

Extreme surprise made Saint Leo stop crying, and she looked down through her tears. Elsa was holding her with both hands, that was for sure, but what Elsa was doing to her lower body was…

She strained to lift herself up and looked down, but the slightest movement caused her excruciating pain. Her delicate flower path was being torn apart by a large, foreign object; the pain from the friction of the tender flesh against the glans was far more unbearable than a hand injury in battle, or the whipping of Queen Estella.

When she saw what she wanted to see, she froze. Something very strange connected her and Elsa, and that thing… one end pointed towards a snake, the other towards a bird!

“What is this?” she asked softly in a dazed voice.

Elva, of course, knew what it was. His penis had already pierced through Leo's body, breaking her hymen and entering only a small portion, but not going any deeper. The two of them explored this continuous object in this strange union. Enjoying

the pleasure of his glans being tightly gripped by her tender virginity, Elva kindly cleared her doubts, gently stroking her breasts and telling her tenderly, "This is a man's penis."

"A...penis?" Leo continued to answer in a dazed voice, as if she didn't understand its meaning.

Elva gently pressed her to the ground, pressing his hands against her delicate palms, and wrapping his legs around her long, strong legs. His penis slowly inserted into her tender virginity, softly saying, "Of course, because I'm a man!"

The pain of her flower path being torn apart by the thick penis and the pain of her tender flesh being rubbed awakened Leo. She suddenly threw her head back and let out a piercing scream!

Blood flowed from her tender vulva, causing excruciating pain, but even more painful was the pain in her wounded heart.

She struggled violently, her strength enough to easily throw Elva away, even slamming her against the stone wall, shattering her to pieces.

The mist maiden opposite her swiftly drew invisible runes in the air, shooting them towards her. Saintess Leo instantly became weak and powerless, pinned to the floor by Elva, unable to move.

The penis continued to slowly penetrate her body. Saintess Leo collapsed weakly to the ground, gazing blankly at Elva, and softly asked, "Elsa, are you really a man?"

Elva nodded earnestly, continuing his work. The desire within Saintess Leo's sensitive body was also quickly ignited, her delicate body trembling involuntarily, almost wanting to lift her buttocks to welcome the entry of his penis.

The stinging pain in her vagina jolted her awake. She struggled to suppress her desire, turning her beautiful face away. Tears streamed from her bright eyes, down her cheeks, and fell sadly to the ground.

"Elsa is a man… I was actually raped by a man…" Saintess Leo thought painfully, feeling his penis slowly thrusting in and out of her vagina, gradually penetrating deeper, until her vision blurred and she almost fainted.

Seeing Saintess Leo's extreme distress, Elva couldn't bear it and stopped his thrusting. He kindly told her, "Actually, I didn't want to either, um… I'll tell you my origins, okay?"

Saintess Leo lay motionless on the ground, her head tilted to the side, staring blankly into the distance, as if she hadn't heard him.

"How pitiful, are the nerves of these saintesses connected to their hymens?" Elva thought with deep sympathy, his erect penis inserted into Saint Leo's pure flower path, pressed tightly against the tender flesh of her virginity. In this intimate posture, he began to tell his story: "Actually, my name is Elva, oh! It's Edward, originally a prince of the Kingdom of Saint Anne..."

Listening to his story, Saint Leo's dull eyes gradually brightened. She turned her head and looked at his handsome face, slowly noticing many familiar features, just like Queen Elena, whom she knew well.

Elva finished telling his tragic story of being forced into the Saintess's convent, omitting a large section of sexual description. He only said that he sought refuge in the convent, thinking he could spend some time safely in the Aquarius Palace, but Saint Leo took him from the Aquarius Palace to serve there. Afterwards, out of admiration for her, he fell deeply in love with her, which led to this earth-shattering, tear-jerking love story.

Saintess Leo was completely absorbed in listening. Her jade-like hand gently stroked Elva's face, her eyes gleaming with an unusual light. She murmured, "You really are Queen Elena's son? It really seems like..."

"Eh, you know my mother?" Elva asked tentatively. To be honest, he had never actually met Queen Elena, though he had heard her name. Queen Elena was merely Prince Edward's mother; she had little to do with him, Elva.

Saintess Leo nodded silently and said softly, "Many years ago, I lost my parents and wandered the streets, on the verge of starvation. Then I met Queen Elena. Her Highness the Queen took pity on my plight and took me in, sending me to the Saintess Convent to become a saint. If it weren't for Queen Elena, I would have starved to death on the streets long ago, and I wouldn't be alive today."

A hint of shame appeared in her beautiful eyes as she said softly, "Queen Elena's kindness is immense, and I should have repaid her with all my might. However, when the Riel family seized power, the Council of Saintess of the Twelve Palaces only allowed one vote per palace. Although I voted for His Majesty the King, I only received a minority of votes and couldn't change the Council's decision. I could only watch helplessly. Your Highness, can you forgive my ungrateful behavior?"

As she spoke, her emotions surged, and her delicate body trembled slightly, giving Elva a strange thrill.

His penis was still inside her flower path, enjoying the pleasure of being tightly gripped by her jade body. What could Elva not forgive? He groaned happily, thrusting his waist forward, his hard penis slowly entering the depths of her tender flower path, trembling as

he said, "Forgive, of course I forgive! Oh...you're squeezing me so comfortably..." Saintess Leo's breath caught in her throat as she felt a sharp pain in her lower body. Her face paled instantly. She remembered that when she said those words to him, he still had his penis inside her. This situation...

Tears instantly welled up in her beautiful eyes. Her slender hands weakly pushed against Elva's chest, her stunningly beautiful face turned to one side, sobbing uncontrollably.

Elva, however, looked aggrieved. He held her head in his hands and forcefully turned her face towards him. He looked directly at the tearful Saintess Leo and said very seriously, "Why are you crying? When you were licking my genitals just now, you said you would love me. Was that a lie?"

Saintess Leo silently shed tears. The once powerful, confident, and tenacious bravest female warrior on the continent was now crying like a weak little girl.

Through her teary eyes, she looked at Elva and said in a weak, trembling voice, "But...you're a man, you lied to me..."

"What do you mean I lied to you? I never said I was a woman, and you never asked me." Elva said innocently, "Besides, when you were licking my genitals, you said you loved me wholeheartedly, but now you've changed your mind. Is it because I have this thing on my genitals that you don't love me anymore? So, to be honest, do you love me, or do you love my genitals?"

Saintess Leo was dizzy from his words, and looked at him with her cherry lips slightly parted, not knowing how to argue with him.

Elva fully displayed his talent for sophistry, angrily saying, "So you can lie too! If you truly love me, shouldn't you love me regardless of whether I have this thing or not? Since you love me, what does it matter whether I'm a man or a woman?"

He angrily thrust his hips forward, plunging his thick penis deep into Saintess Leo's flower path, all the way to the deepest point. His hips pressed tightly against her delicate buttocks, gently swaying, the glans experiencing the sensation of the Saintess's tender flesh rubbing against her body. Filled with righteous indignation, he said, "Do you value a man's penis that much? Is this thing really that important to you?"

"Of course it's important," Elva told himself in his heart, pulling his hips back, slowly withdrawing his penis from her tight flower path, then suddenly thrusting it in hard again, his hips slamming against her fragrant buttocks.

Saintess Leo screamed as the tender walls of her vagina felt like they were on fire from the friction of his penis. The pain was intense, yet also filled with exhilarating stimulation. Her sensitive body couldn't withstand the stimulation, and the aphrodisiac she had just been given began to take effect rapidly again.

On the other side of the stone chamber, the mist maiden gritted her teeth and sneered. She had temporarily suppressed the effects of the aphrodisiac with her own power; now was the time to unleash its full power.

A faint red mist drifted in the air, seeping into Saintess Leo's body. Saintess Leo's heart pounded violently. She involuntarily clung tightly to Elva's naked body, panting heavily, her fragrant breath falling on his head and face.

Seeing her flushed body and feeling her long, shapely legs wrapped around his waist, Elva excitedly exclaimed, "See? Now you know the benefits of my penis! Look how much you're enjoying it!"

He then thrust even more vigorously into Saintess Leo, his penis rubbing against her tender flower path with unparalleled pleasure.

His words nearly brought Saintess Leo to tears of shame, but the intense pleasure that surged through her lower body made her forget her embarrassment instantly. Her cherry lips parted slightly, and she moaned softly, her beautiful eyes glazed over, filled with a dreamlike glow.

The spacious stone chamber was filled with a decadent and sensual atmosphere. The handsome young man and the powerful female warrior were making love fiercely on the peach-pink floor, their ecstatic moans echoing throughout the chamber.

Saintess Leo's beautiful and sexy body lay naked on the ground, being relentlessly thrust into by Elva. His thick penis slid in and out of her, its surface stained with the blood of her virginity after her hymen had been torn, and copious amounts of nectar flowing from her vagina. The sounds of their intense thrusting created a sensual and erotic atmosphere.

The noble and pure Saintess Leo was completely overwhelmed by the young man's thick, hard penis, lying on the ground trembling and moaning. Clear tears streamed from her beautiful eyes, but this time, they were filled with excitement and joy, devoid of any sorrow or anger.

In the ecstasy of the experience, Saintess Leo completely forgot everything. Her body, aroused by the aphrodisiac, trembled with ecstasy. Under Elva's skillful teasing, she involuntarily arched her slender waist to meet his thrusts, seeking even greater pleasure.

Each time she arched her waist, her smooth, fragrant buttocks slamming heavily against Elva's hips, she let out a low scream, her weak voice evoking pity and making one completely forget that she was once the strongest female warrior on the continent.

Her tall, slender, and athletic body was as delicate as a young girl experiencing first love. Of course, she was indeed a virgin, trembling violently under Elva's increasingly vigorous thrusts. Her expression was a mixture of shyness and pleasure, she cried out as Elva's large penis penetrated her, then revealed a shy joy as the friction between his penis and her vagina brought on a wave of pleasure.

Elva was also having a great time, but he felt something was missing. He thrust into Saintess Leo hundreds of times with lightning speed, then suddenly remembered: "That's right, it doesn't seem too tight?"

At first, Saintess Leo's vaginal canal was very tight, almost breaking his penis, but as her desire was aroused, it was no longer as tightly closed as before, refusing Elva's entry. Now, Elva thrust his penis deep into her body, vaguely sensing that there was still room in her vaginal canal for him to explore.

If it were any other man, he would probably only sigh in vain, ashamed that his penis wasn't thick and long enough, perhaps even too ashamed to face her again. But Elva was a seasoned wielder of the Magic Dragon Spear, how could he be troubled by such a small matter? He immediately took a deep breath and muttered, "Swell!"

His penis instantly swelled, becoming thick and long, deeply penetrating the depths of Saintess Leo's thriving and tender flower path, all the way to her sacred cervix.

The delicate flesh walls were rapidly stretched open, and the sudden, violent impact of an intruder caused Saintess Leo to scream loudly. Her face flushed, she hugged Elva tightly, shaking her head violently in her daze, her long golden hair spreading out and scattering onto Elva's naked body.

Elva laughed excitedly, pulling his hips back and thrusting forward fiercely. His enormous penis plunged deep into Saintess Leo's body, causing her to tremble, scream, and cry. Unconsciously, she lowered her head, biting Elva's shoulder with her pearly white teeth, clear tears falling onto his shoulder. She was almost fainting from pleasure. Elva,

with his superhumanly powerful electric dragon spear, excitedly fucked his beloved Saintess Leo, looking down at his thick penis thrusting violently in her beautiful garden covered in golden down. He felt a surge of pride and immense accomplishment.

Back when he was lying in bed reading erotic novels, he never imagined he would possess the powerful ability to make his penis swell several times its original size with a mere whisper. Now, this ability had come to him on its own, making him secretly marvel at how wonderful erotic novels were! They could greatly enhance a man's sexual ability; truly a treasure bestowed upon young men by heaven.

These words weren't wrong for Elva. If he hadn't loved reading these kinds of novels, how could he have come to this world and cultivated such divine power, able to change size at will?

When he made love with the little witch, she cried out in pain, even her delicate lips were cut from his penetration. The little witch often complained that his penis was too long and too thick. Fortunately, after a few times, the Demonic Dragon Spear released its accumulated desires over the years and shrank on its own, allowing the little witch to endure it and stop complaining that his penis was too big.

However, after a few more times, the little witch started complaining again that his penis was too small and not as satisfying as before. This greatly hurt Elva's pride, so he worked hard every day, studying diligently and studying hard, and finally made his penis bigger, making the little witch cry out in agony, clinging to him as he vigorously pounded into her body, trembling and groaning incessantly.

Every day, Elva studied the training techniques for the Magic Dragon Spear that the little witch had found for him. Through diligent practice, he finally made his penis able to change size at will, making it his most useful treasure.

Normally, after releasing his penis from the shrinking spell, he would keep it in its normal state to avoid harming delicate young girls. Now, discovering that Saintess Leo still had potential for further development, he no longer held back and displayed his true strength. Sure enough, it had a miraculous effect, making Saintess Leo cry incessantly. The Magic Dragon Spear was inserted all the way to her cervix, pressing against her sacred and pure cervix, making intimate contact.

This progress excited Elva immensely. He embraced Saintess Leo's beautiful and slender body, groping her plump buttocks and snowy thighs, pressing down on her tall and jade-like body, his hips thrusting rapidly, violently fucking her sexy and charming body, until Saintess Leo's beautiful eyes were glazed over and she moaned loudly.

Under intense stimulation, Saintess Leo was already out of her mind, only concerned with holding the boy tightly on her body, and then desperately thrusting her hips to fiercely meet his thrusts. Her whole body trembled and moaned as he fucked her, until she cried with excitement. Her delicate body trembled violently, and she gradually reached the peak of excitement under his intense thrusts.

Her long, beautiful legs rose high, tightly wrapped around Elva's waist. Her body, spurting with honeyed fluid from the rapid friction of the magic dragon spear, lubricated her sacred and beautiful flower path. Her beautiful head trembled unconsciously in excitement, repeatedly bumping against Elva's head. Her golden hair cascaded to the ground, blending with the crystalline wings and shapely body spread behind her, creating a most beautiful picture.

The extreme pleasure caused the walls of her flower path to spasm violently, tightly gripping Elva's enormous penis. Elva felt an overwhelming surge of pleasure. His penis, rapidly thrusting in and out of her, could no longer be restrained. With a low growl, he slammed his hips forward, pressing firmly against the beautiful garden between her legs, his penis penetrating to its deepest point, reaching her tender cervix, and began a violent ejaculation. Hot semen shot into her body

, and Saintess Leo trembled and cried out, scalded by the heat. She tilted her head back high, her long, beautiful neck as graceful as a swan's. A trembling sob escaped her lips as she reached the pinnacle of passion, experiencing an unprecedented climax.

Not far away, the Mist Maiden smiled excitedly, rapidly chanting powerful incantations. Taking advantage of a momentary lapse in the Saintess Leo's mind, she planted a powerful demonic force deep within her heart. This demonic force would gradually invade her body, causing her to abandon all faith, endlessly falling into depravity, until she became the Demon God's most precious fallen saintess. In the center of the magic circle

, a beautiful, slender woman and a handsome young man were tightly entwined, both naked. The Saintess Leo's body trembled violently, her flower path contracting powerfully, gripping Elva's penis as if to completely drain every drop of his semen and absorb half of it deep within her body.

When the last drop of semen was ejaculated, Elva's penis finally stopped throbbing. At this moment, the tender flesh deep within the Saintess Leo's flower path began to gently writhe again, massaging the shrinking glans, as if giving it a tender caress.

Sensing the deep love hidden in Saintess Leo's heart, Elva smiled and laboriously leaned forward to kiss the tall saintess's cherry lips. Looking into her closed eyes and listening to her weak breathing, Elva realized that during the climax, this powerful saintess, experiencing life for the first time, had fainted from the intense stimulation.

Elva, who had literally knocked out the continent's strongest female warrior, smiled proudly, his hands gently caressing her naked body, holding her lion-like golden hair. Recalling the events leading up to their meeting, a gratified smile appeared on his face.

His gaze fell on the wings spread out on the floor behind Saintess Leo, a look of surprise on his face . The pair of enormous, translucent wings, which had been pale gray, were rapidly changing color.

He could clearly see that the gray gradually deepened from the base of the huge, beautiful wings, spreading rapidly towards the tips, soon covering the entire pair of wings and intensifying the gray.

"Was it the climax that corrupted her?" Elva pondered silently, his already shrunken penis still reluctant to withdraw from the alluring beauty's cave between Saintess Leo's beautiful legs, wanting to savor the wonderful sensation of being soaked in her honey a little longer.

Lost in thought, he didn't notice that behind him, the girl composed of a light mist was moving towards the unconscious Queen Estella, slowly seeping into her naked body until she was completely submerged. Queen Estella

, who had been unconscious on the ground, slowly opened her eyes. Her once jet-black, shining eyes suddenly turned blood red!

With a strange posture, she slowly stood up, stretching her limbs and adjusting her body, her movements odd and clumsy, as if she hadn't used a human body in a long time.

A moment later, in the crimson-tinged stone chamber, the tall, slender, and alluring Queen Estella stood naked behind Elva, her devilishly naked body completely exposed.

A strange smile played on her lips as she slowly approached Elva, who was still pressed against the beautiful body of Saintess Leo, his throbbing member still inserted in her tight, pleasurable vagina. Elva

was still pondering the deeper meaning of Saintess Leo's transformation when a strange red mist surged around him, blocking out sound and preventing him from noticing the stunning beauty approaching from behind.

Queen Estella stood silently behind Elva, her beautiful face gradually showing excitement. Her incredibly sexy, snow-white naked body rapidly turned crimson. Suddenly, she let out a beast-like growl, opened her white, lotus-like arms, and pounced fiercely on Elva!

This was precisely what Princess Cecilia, as a follower of the Goddess of War, could do. If she were a follower of the Goddess of Life, she would likely only be able to gaze longingly at Saintess Leo from afar until her death, never daring to express her feelings, just like poor Tess who had her virginity taken by Elva.

Saintess Leo lowered her head, looking tenderly at the beautiful and kind girl in her arms. Her loveliness, her innocence, and her kindness were like those of the innocent little Elsa, causing Saintess Leo a pang of pain in her heart.

Saintess Leo could smell Princess Cecilia's sweet scent. The touch of the beautiful girl on her own high breasts made her body heat up. Her body, which had become extremely sensitive due to the Queen's repeated administration of aphrodisiacs, gradually became unbearable, and she desperately wanted to press herself against Princess Cecilia's delicate and fragile body to release her pent-up desire.

Reason and desire clashed fiercely, and Saintess Leo finally couldn't resist lowering her head and kissing the girl's trembling cherry lips.

The saintess's pure breath brushed against Princess Cecilia's face, making her feel as if she were about to faint with pleasure. She breathed heavily, inhaling the gentle fragrance, and tilted her head back towards those beautiful, blissful red lips.

Just as their lips were about to touch, Saintess Leo suddenly felt a jolt in her heart. Her sincere feelings for little Elsa overcame her intoxicating lust, and she parted her lips slightly, lightly kissing Princess Cecilia's soft cheek.

With a loud bang, the iron gate was kicked open, and a girl with pink hair stood outside, her face filled with shock and anger. Pointing at the two stunningly beautiful women before her, disheveled and embracing, she screamed, "Ah! I was wondering why you both rejected me! It turns out you two have been having an affair all along!"

The beautiful and lovely girl's eyes were wide open, filled with tears of grief and indignation. The double betrayal filled her with rage. She took a few angry breaths, strode into the cell, and pulled Princess Cecilia from the warm embrace of Saint Leo. Then, she lowered her head and forcefully pressed her soft lips to Princess Cecilia's cherry lips!

The most precious first kiss of her life was unexpectedly stolen, and Princess Cecilia couldn't help but scream. But under the lovely girl's forceful kiss, the scream quickly turned into sobs and moans.

A smooth, pink tongue forcefully invaded Princess Cecilia's cherry lips, licking and teasing her wantonly. This caused Princess Cecilia, experiencing her first kiss, to become dizzy and disoriented, her body gradually softening, unable to resist her sister's advances.

Princess Qinana, her legs also weak from the kiss, embraced Princess Cecilia's body and slowly collapsed onto Saintess Leo. She nestled against the tall, beautiful saintess's voluptuous figure, deeply kissing her older sister.

After a long while, she finally looked up, her eyes somewhat dazed, but still forcing herself to stay alert, and asked with a grin, "Sister, this is my first kiss! It felt pretty good, didn't it?"

Her theoretical knowledge was already complete, and now, in her first experience, she indeed received the legendary intense pleasure and stimulation, making her incredibly excited. She pressed her face against Saintess Leo's soft breasts, rubbing them vigorously, breathing deeply, savoring this perfect moment.

Saintess Leo, who had been stunned by Princess Qinana's sudden intrusion and bizarre behavior, now regained her senses. Suppressing the lust aroused by Qinana's lewd actions, she grabbed Qinana and pulled her away from Princess Cecilia, shouting, "What are you doing?"

"What are you doing!" came the same angry shout from outside the iron gate. The beautiful and alluring Queen Estella, dressed in a revealing black leather outfit, stood outside, glaring at the three beauties inside.

Princess Cecilia turned to look at her mother, completely incapable of thinking. Princess Qinana, however, was quick-witted. She pointed at the other two stunningly beautiful women and cried out, "They're having an affair! I'm here to catch them in the act!"

She shouted quickly and urgently, finishing her sentence with a smug look as she saw Queen Estella's face contort with rage. Finally, Queen Estella glared at them fiercely and ordered, "Take her out!"

Princess Qinana jumped up excitedly, grabbed Princess Cecilia's hand, and pulled her outside with all her might. Princess Cecilia struggled weakly, but was no match for her strength. She could only weep as she was dragged out the door, stumbling and staggering away into the distance.

Queen Estella glared angrily at Princess Cecilia's retreating figure, gritting her teeth as she thought, "My eldest daughter, influenced by her father, has actually worshipped the Goddess of War! Out of respect for my late husband, I haven't forced her to convert to the Demon God, and now this has happened! It's infuriating!"

She had painstakingly administered a large dose of aphrodisiac to Saint Leo, making her body extremely sensitive. The Queen had been very careful not to let Saint Leo experience orgasm, only allowing her to suffer the torment of desire.

This was because if the Queen were to deflower Saint Leo, it would be more likely that Saint Leo would be mentally confused under the influence of lust, and the power she received from the magic circle would be even stronger. If Princess Cecilia and Saint Leo developed feelings for each other and accidentally had sex, allowing Saint Leo to experience orgasm from Princess Cecilia, then the Queen's efforts would be in vain.

Queen Estella wasn't without suspicion that her youngest daughter was lying, but she had also seen the affection in Princess Cecilia's eyes. Therefore, some punishment for Princess Cecilia was necessary.

Her gaze shifted to Saint Leo, a cold smile playing on her lips. With a sharp crack of her right hand, she wielded a long leather whip, while her left hand held a black steel collar with a dark leather cord. And fastened to a narrow black leather belt at her lower back was a lifelike dildo carved from white jade.

The beautiful and alluring Queen Estella, holding these props, a lewd grin playing on her lips, moved gracefully toward the proud and unyielding Saint Leo.

Queen Estella did not see that outside the stone chamber, her beloved youngest daughter was dragging her older sister around a corner when she suddenly began kissing Princess Cecilia's pretty face and cherry lips indiscriminately. Ignoring Princess Cecilia's struggles, she leered triumphantly and strode into another cell in the distance, slamming the door shut with a bang, effectively silencing Princess Cecilia's terrified screams.

"Open the gate! Open the gate now!" A loud shout rang out from below the city. The guards on the city wall leaned out and looked down at the dark figures, shouting, "Who goes there?"

"We are the Sixth Cavalry Company of the Pink Legion, directly under Princess Qinana's command. We have completed our mission as ordered by Her Highness and are returning to the city to report!"

Hearing the loud reply from below, the soldiers on the wall withdrew and muttered to their comrades, "Another cavalry unit. This is the third one to return today."

These cavalry units had all been ordered by Princess Qinana to return via different routes, some of which were longer and thus took longer.

The patrol captain guarding the city gate approached, inquired about the situation outside, and asked for a torch to shine down. Sure enough, they saw fifty or sixty men on horseback standing outside the city gate, their armor gleaming faintly in the darkness.

Looking further back, hundreds more stood far off. The soldiers at the head of the ranks lit torches, illuminating their pink armor, seemingly to reassure the guards on the city walls, preventing them from getting too close.

The captain hesitated for a moment, then shouted down, "It's too late today, let's enter the city tomorrow!"

A general in pink armor below the city shouted, "Not only to enter the city, but also because of urgent military intelligence! We received news on the way that the enemy has defeated the Xinu Kingdom's forces and is approaching our territory. If we cannot inform Her Majesty the Queen as soon as possible, it may delay our military operations. It's fine if the rest of our brothers don't enter the city, but some of the brothers below have been injured and need to be treated immediately!"

The captain was alarmed. If the Saint Anne Kingdom's army had indeed defeated the Xinu Kingdom's allies, then things were truly dire.

He glanced again at the figures below the city. Though they were indistinct, he could make out fifty or sixty people. With his own force of several hundred, he could easily wipe them all out if they were bandits in disguise. Even if they were ruthless bandits, other patrols nearby could rush to his aid with a single call.

Thinking this, the captain shouted, "Alright, you can enter the city now. As for those in the distance, tell them to retreat!"

The leading general turned and yelled, and the several hundred cavalrymen slowly retreated, their pink armor gleaming eerily in the torchlight.

Seeing that the cavalrymen had retreated far enough, the captain ordered his men to open the city gates.

With a creaking sound, the drawbridge was lowered, spanning the moat, and the tall, heavy city gate slowly opened. The soldiers at the gate shouted, "Alright, hurry in!"

Dozens of cavalrymen spurred their horses into the city, stepping onto the drawbridge. The clatter of their hooves on the drawbridge echoed slowly in the night.

Suddenly, a dark figure leaped from the moat, splashing water everywhere. It pounced forward, swiftly charging into the city gate, knocking a guard to the ground. Then, it opened its blood-red maw and bit down hard, tearing half the guard's head off, splattering brains everywhere.

The guards at the gate cried out in alarm. In the torchlight, they saw that the dark figure was actually a large tiger, baring its fangs and roaring wildly.

It killed one soldier, and before the others could react, it pounced forward, unleashing a series of powerful blows that knocked down the soldiers carrying torches, plunging the city gate into darkness.

The guards screamed in panic, the stench of blood filling their lungs. The tiger lashed out in the darkness, its cries of agony echoing as yet another comrade fell victim to its jaws.

In the moat, water splashed violently as countless dark figures emerged, rushing towards the city gate and attacking the guards. Blood splattered everywhere in the darkness as their claws struck, and the guards fell prey to the beasts, many dying in the attack.

These beasts had been secretly entering the moat under cover of darkness, slowly swimming to the city gate and hiding beneath the cover of night. Now that the drawbridge had been lowered and the city gates opened, they seized the opportunity to rush into the city, biting anyone in sight. They even dared to knock down torches, their attacks particularly effective in the darkness, showing no mercy in their attacks.

The captain on the city wall, hearing the screams of his men, was secretly alarmed. He didn't know where so many wolves and tigers had come from. A sense of foreboding welled up inside him. He drew his knife with all his might and shouted, "Quickly, put away the drawbridge..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a large eagle swooped down from above, its sharp talons whistling through the air, instantly severing his throat. Blood gushed out, staining the city walls crimson.

The dozens of pink-clad cavalrymen who had just reached the drawbridge watched this horrific scene with excitement, turning back to shout, "Tigers and wolves! Brothers, come help us fight the tigers!"

In the distance, hundreds of cavalrymen in pink armor responded loudly, spurring their horses forward like the wind, rushing onto the drawbridge and charging straight towards the city.

By this time, the more than one hundred packs of jackals, wolves, tigers, and leopards had already stormed into the city, taking advantage of the darkness to break into smaller groups and attack the patrolling soldiers who had rushed to the scene. In the darkness, unable to see the road, the soldiers were pounced upon by the beasts, their throats bitten off. Screams and screams echoed all around; no one remembered to close the city gates.

The pink cavalrymen who charged into the city roared, "Brothers, come and fight the tigers! The more the better! Don't let them rush into the palace and disturb Her Majesty the Queen!"

Chaos erupted at the city gates. As the beasts charged into the city, attacking the soldiers lurking in the darkness, the chaos quickly spread. Under these circumstances, the faint sound of hooves outside the city went largely unnoticed.

Even on the city walls, the soldiers guarding the city had no time to notice the massive, dark mass of troops outside. Above them, countless birds of prey swooped down, and the moment they saw a soldier appear on the walls, they would take flight, lashing out with their talons in the darkness, leaving the soldiers covered in blood, screaming and running in terror.

Chaos quickly spread to both sides of the city walls. Soldiers ran in panic, covering their faces. Even the generals' shouts couldn't stop the chaos. Instead, birds of prey frequently swooped down on the generals, viciously pecking their eyes out of their sockets, completely ignoring the daggers swung by soldiers in their terror. Even when wounded and falling to the ground, their beaks and claws still tightly gripped their bloodied eyeballs. The

newly arrived pink cavalrymen dismounted and rushed up the city walls. They had all smeared themselves with a peculiar-smelling herb. As soon as the scent spread, the beasts and birds of prey that approached them avoided them and attacked other targets.

Before long, the soldiers on the city walls were running down, covering their faces, or screaming and hiding in the towers for temporary refuge. The newly arrived pink cavalrymen now occupied the majority of the city walls.

One of the defending generals, his hand covering his bleeding face from being scratched by an eagle, stared at the strange color distribution on the city wall, bewildered and puzzled. Suddenly, he heard a sound outside the city. Peeking out, he was horrified to see a large, dark mass of cavalry silently approaching the city gate. The cavalrymen were scattered across the wilderness, their numbers indistinguishable.

The general, terrified, cried out, "Enemy attack! Everyone be careful! The Pink Legion

entering the city are all enemies!" Before he finished speaking, a warrior in pink armor leaped forward, his blade flashing, instantly decapitating the general. The headless body of the general fell from the city wall with a dull thud outside the city.

As if on cue, the soldiers disguised as Pink Cavalry who had infiltrated the city instantly raised their steel blades and hacked at the guards around them. Screams of agony echoed through the darkness as countless soldiers were felled by their own comrades, their corpses thrown off the city walls and shattered into pieces.

The piercing cries resounded throughout the city as the Pink Cavalry, now firmly in control of the city gates, spurred their horses and charged in all directions, using the powerful impact of their cavalry to cut down large numbers of the arriving reinforcements. Outside the city, tens of thousands of soldiers began to gallop, charging madly towards the enemy capital.

Ahead of them, a tall nun in silver armor, wielding a gleaming longsword, her eyebrows arched, bravely rode her horse across the drawbridge, galloping towards the city gate. She roared at the pink-clad cavalry guarding the gate, "Well done! Capturing the city and rescuing Her Highness the Holy Maiden, you are all heroes!"

Elva roared as she swung her sword with all her might. A cold glint flashed in the darkness, and an enemy general charging towards them was instantly struck by the sword, flying backward with a scream as he crashed to the ground, a gaping gash in his shoulder extending to his chest.

Elva's warhorse galloped wildly, rapidly rushing into the city. Behind him, countless elite warriors also spurred their horses, following him into the city, roaring and brandishing their steel blades, cutting down every enemy who dared to stand in their way. Blood instantly stained the streets crimson.

On the long street, Elva galloped forward on his horse, slashing the heads of enemy soldiers blocking his path. Raising his blood-stained blade, he roared, "Take down the enemy city and rescue Her Highness the Saintess!"

Hearing their commander's fierce cry, the warriors of the Mighty Legion raised their swords and roared back, "Rescue Her Highness the Saintess!" The deafening shouts shattered the stillness of the night, spreading like a torrential downpour in all directions.

Like a rolling torrent of iron, the Mighty Legion's cavalry charged madly forward along the main road. The patrols on the street shouted in vain, raising their swords and spears to resist the cavalry's attack. Their weakened defenses were shattered in the blink of an eye by the cavalry's fierce charge. The iron torrent rolled forward, countless enemy soldiers falling along the way, dying tragically on the path of the advancing cavalry.

Elwar led his army in a frenzied charge forward, his longswords flashing in the air, their power fierce and brutal. No enemy soldier could withstand a single blow from him, and in an instant, the streets were filled with a sea of heads, like an indestructible sword piercing the heart of the enemy!

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