Chapter 103 – Breath!! Avoid!! (3)
The scene of a god who was undefenseable to me + a vicious lightning attack that was no different from an instant kill was crushed by an immortal dragon in one shot was so ridiculous and absurd that I had such a hard time with a guy who was caught like killing a bug like that. I felt embarrassed and distressed.
Of course, I don’t know if it’s that girl or boy (although I don’t know if it’s said by those wings, by the atmosphere it gives off, or by the fragments in my hand, no matter how I look at it, it must be the immortal dragon himself. The body is down there, so that’s probably the spirit of the immortal dragon. Han?) It’s because existence is the target of comparison. In fact, it would have been quite difficult to fight with Luke against that guy, the god of lightning, Raikirin. In the first place, the immortal dragon who collected all the fragments of chaos could not be defeated unless the warrior was fully awakened.
Of course, this isn’t because of the rule that ‘an immortal dragon can’t be killed unless he is a hero’, it’s just the ability of an immortal dragon. It’s because the status is set so high that you can’t deal proper damage unless you’re an awakened hero.
[Cheuk, damn it…! Let go, let go…!]
[Hmm, you guys…]
Anyway, with this, I thought that the problem would be solved by subduing the intruders… But that doesn’t seem to be the case either. The gaze of the immortal dragon towards me and Luke was never kind. At best they are treated as enemies, at worst they are toys or prey. The immortal dragon somehow seemed to be in a very bad mood, and I had a hunch that the worst possible ending could come out of this.
The condition for a happy ending is for the perfected hero to bring peace to this continent by killing the immortal dragon.
And the bad ending condition is that the hero cannot defeat the immortal dragon.
Luke, who consumed his stamina while receiving the attack of Raikirin, and I, who suffered internal injuries due to his divine power and became helpless because the fragments of chaos, the source of power, were taken away. Is it really possible for these two to survive against a demon dragon that has not been able to kill even the strongest warrior in the world? Unless there is another intervention from the outside, it must be impossible…
[As expected, one is a cunning fox who tricked her before and took more power from me than she planned, and the other is a poisonous insect she created to get rid of me. There is no reason to keep threatening pests and obsolete animals alive…]
Cuckold, Cuckold. The immortal dragon’s wings began to change with a grotesque, spine-chilling noise, like bones twisting. The pair of wings split in two up and down to form two pairs, the upper wings folded into a dragon’s head, and the lower wings curled up into arms. The dragon’s head cracked open, revealing ghastly teeth, and sharp claws sprouted from the ends of its arms that could easily slice through human bones.
[Shall we take care of this in advance?]
Worst outcome.
Mountain beyond the mountain.
Just when I was desperately trying to figure out how to get over this chaotic situation, a savior appeared.
-I’m sorry, but I refrain from further loose development.
Ms. Nia, an ancient foreign correspondent who was a spectator who watched the story of this world through me, and who had no idea what the ulterior motive was for having received all of the debt relationship with me from the goddess Luminous, muttered that. I can’t see Nia’s face, but maybe she’s shaking her head as she lets out a sigh?
-Some people find it fun to see the main character roll hard, but if you keep going through trials without any reward, you can’t help but lose interest. So… Let’s set a new table.
With those words, a black orb rolled out of the pocket of Raikirin’s bottom as she struggled while being trampled on by the immortal dragon.
[What is that?]
[Kuh, that’s…!]
Raikirin reached out to retrieve the item she had received from Nia, but before that, the immortal dragon crushed him and snatched the black orb from the floor.
[Where… What is this again? I feel something very ominous, but I can’t read exactly what it is…]
And before the dragon could even finish speaking, the sphere in his hand cracked and something popped out from within… Oh, wait a minute. What is that
[…Heeek.]
Horrible tentacles wriggling unpleasantly while dripping sticky mucus, which made the viewer feel disgusted, entwined around the Demon Dragon’s hand holding the sphere. From the needlessly dynamic movements to that hideous form that sent goosebumps all over the body, each one was really unpleasant, but above all, the strangely unpleasant and eerie aura it gave off made me feel rejected throughout my body, even though I knew that it was Nia-san’s power. Even that terrifying demon dragon let out a cute scream and hated it, so there would be no need to add a description of it.
The ‘Black Army’ I made is also on the terrible side, but those tentacles are out of the question. If Selena had seen it, she would have been frightened and would not have tried to run away as quickly as possible.
[This, what is this…! Float, get off!]
After recovering all the fragments of chaos again, the demonic dragon, which regained some of its original power, radiated dark magic and threw away its hands roughly, but the tentacles entangled in the demonic dragon’s hands did not fall even a little, but rather became entangled in its body. . Even though the magic dragon that had regained the power of the fragments was strong enough to lightly suppress even that god of lightning in this world, even if it wasn’t originally a physical body, it was not flimsy in front of Nia-san’s tentacles.
The demonic dragon’s action to shake off its tentacles seemed very pointless. It’s like hitting a rock with an egg… No, it’s not that dimension. That’s right… It seemed like she was trying to cut the paper with the scissors drawn on the paper.
This level of influence in a world he didn’t even create…!
-First, cover the upper eyes.
Deaf, Deaf. Like a tree rooted underground, dozens of hideous tentacles stretched out toward the sky, covering the ceiling of the palace made of clouds as if trying to blind someone invisible. From that appearance, the demon dragon felt something ominous and tried to sharpen his claws and cut off his tentacles, but it was still a meaningless action.
-Next, it’s time to change the stage.
Before I, Luke, the demon dragon, and even the god of lightning who was beaten by the demon dragon could do anything, the castle of thundercloud was transformed into a prison of red tentacles. Flooding masses of flesh filled everything, and the feeling of the skin against them was horribly terrible, but only for a moment. Soon the tentacles fell off, and I realized that Luke and the Lightning God had disappeared somewhere. The only ones here are me and… The demonic dragon whose tentacles have all its limbs tied to it, unable to move.
-The immortal dragon doesn’t die even if it dies, it comes back to life, so it’s very familiar with pain. However, can you survive long without pain? And… I think it’s possible enough if you’ve already subdued a transcendent. So show me
An ancient foreign press whispered in my ear with a voice dripping with twisted malice, in a tone that seemed to ridicule the defenseless Demon Dragon.
-Show me the disfigured face of the cheeky guy who believes he’s special and different from everyone else.
A twisted and twisted malice that is afraid to have as an enemy, but not too happy to have as an ally. It’s such a bad taste that I wonder if it should have been like this, but at the same time, it was also an opportunity that I don’t have another chance for me now.
In the state where the hero Luke is not completed, there is no way to win against the demon dragon who has regained all the power of the fragments. But the story is over if we don’t subdue the demon dragon here. So I have no choice but to do it.
…I’m not bragging, but the only things I’ve mastered in this world are bad things and sexual acts.
[Kuh, you bastard…! What are you going to do…!]
The Demon Dragon glared at me with the energy to kill a single person without touching his hand, even though his arms and legs were tied to the ceiling and the floor with tentacles, so he couldn’t resist. But it didn’t matter. Of the number of women I’ve drunk, I can’t believe there wasn’t a woman who resisted in that way.
But come to think of it, is Ma Ryong a woman? He’s too neutral in appearance to just cut it off and conclude that he’s a woman…
-It seems that the goddess Luminous did not decide the gender of the dragon. Each case is different, but usually it’s up to you.
What kind of crap is that?
– To put it simply, it’s like this.
[Now, wait…! What are you doing, stop!]
Tentacles protruding from the floor pulled and tore the puffy clothes worn by the demon dragon, finally revealing the demon dragon’s gender.
The appearance is so neutral that I wondered if it might be attached, but unfortunately or fortunately, it was confirmed that the horse dragon was female.
*
[Kuh, such humiliation…!]
The magic dragon was enraged.
To reveal such an embarrassing side of himself to a mere human.
In fact, demonic dragons, if you have to ask, didn’t have a gender. Exactly, it has not been determined. The demonic dragon’s role was always the last enemy to be defeated by the hero and the root of evil that poured out monsters that threatened humanity. Honestly, what madman in the world wonders whether the evil that wants to destroy the world is a woman or a man?
Therefore, the dragon’s gender was undetermined. It means neither male nor female. However, the ancient foreign press played a trick here. ‘The gender has not been determined’ means that the sophistry of ‘you can be either a man or a woman’ is applied to transform the dragon’s body, more precisely, the dragon’s mental body into a female form within the space within its power. Has been confirmed
Originally, demon dragons did not have the ability to reproduce. The immortal dragon was a kind of living disaster, and was created to fall at the hands of a hero anyway. There was no way such a being would need the ability to create posterity.
Therefore, from the dragon’s point of view, it is unfamiliar and unpleasant to have a female genital organ that he has never felt in his life, but the situation in which the unsightly form is revealed to humans is disgraceful and his pride is greatly damaged. He did not bow his head even in front of a god from another world who handles lightning, so he had to show an insolence worse than dying in front of humans.
Of course, compared to what was to come, it was nothing but new blood.
“Hmm, are you feeling better than I thought?”
Looking at his own body, the demon dragon chewed his lips carefully at the human’s words as if he was evaluating things. For a demon dragon, it would have been better to be struck by lightning dozens of times than to show such an embarrassing figure. It was a Demon Dragon who was accustomed to physical pain, but he had no immunity to such mental attacks.
-If it’s neither male nor female, it can be either. That’s why I made it into a body that can enjoy the pleasure of a female to the fullest, that is.
The Demon Dragon gritted his teeth at the voice that resonated throughout the cavity made up of tentacles, as if he was blatantly mocking himself. He is also the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one who is the one? Besides what? Female joy? Where the hell is the joy of giving yourself something you don’t even need?
I wanted to spit it out and question it, but my body couldn’t move on its own. What appeared this time was different in terms of quality from the two I met before. The self-proclaimed Goddess of Death, who informed her that she was nothing more than a puppet in the story of the Goddess Luminous, and the self-proclaimed Goddess of Lightning, who tried to destroy the world by forcibly raising herself up as if she were betrayed. The spirit and presence felt by the transcendent laughing at him was so great that what they were doing was considered child’s play.
Also, he was a demonic dragon who knew nothing about the gods, but he knew that the transcendent would not take his side without explaining it.
“Hmm… If you made the person who couldn’t move in front of me into a woman, not someone else, does that mean you want to see something like that?”
– I won’t deny it. And honestly, aren’t you quite attracted to it too? Because it’s an opportunity to corrupt an existence that can only be defeated by a hero with your own hands.
“I’m quite attracted to you when you say that.”
And the completely unexpected words that came out of the mouth of a human made goose bumps run down his spine for the first time in his life.
Where did the attitude of saying “I don’t think this is all right…” From a moment ago went away, and suddenly the look in his eyes changed like that of a robber who had stolen an expensive loot through unexpected luck. Didn’t seem to Besides, if you see that the pants dance is a little puffy…
Creepy.
Even though she was a Demon Dragon who had no reproductive abilities, that didn’t mean she didn’t have any knowledge in that area. She had seen several times how monsters born from her blood attacked people and some of them forcibly discharged their sexual desire against the opposite sex. I realized that it resembled the eyes of the monster that attacked me. And she knows what will happen to her soon.
Before suffering further embarrassment, the demon dragon began to gather his magic power with the intention of blowing up the surroundings with a large explosion even if he suffered a slight wound to his mind…
Squeak, squeak. Round and round.
“Kuh…!”
“Wow, the skin is so soft that it’s no joke. Besides, the sensitivity seems to be quite good. I’m sure you can enjoy it quite a bit with this?”
It was only for a moment, and the demonic dragon lost all of his concentration and lost all the mana he had accumulated. A sense of alienation and unknown sensations that she felt for the first time in her life. The sight of a human hand tampering with the crack between the tip of her breast and her crotch caught the demon dragon’s eyes.
Of course, the transcendent who suddenly created such a strange situation was abnormal, but this human being who accepted such a situation casually was just as strange. No matter how much a man reveals his female color, even if he knows that his original identity is an immortal monster that does not die, he will try to quench his lust just because he looks like a woman…
Squeak, squeak.
Tsukkuk, Tsukkuk, Tsukkuk, Tsukkuk!
[Awesome…!]
At first, the hand, which only moved slowly as if sweeping down the outer part, soon picked up on the sensitive part and began to bite and stretch. Ma-ryong tried to hand it over as if it was no big deal, but her body completely betrayed her intentions. A place used for feeding babies, and a bean-like object located at the top of the crack, just touching it with your hands, why does it feel so strange?
He was stimulating his unfamiliar body with the hands of others other than himself, and the magic dragon could not come to his senses at the strange sensation of feeling like something was coming up from inside with a strangely burning pleasure. There was no such thing as a plan to release his restraints by exploding his mana at the risk of his own injury. Her mind was already focused on his caressing her own genitals.
Jjoeok, tseukkuk! Sizzle, sizzle!
Besides, the human wasn’t enough to make fun of her body with her hands, and he started taking that vicious penis into his own crack. He was terrified that he was going to sow seeds, but luckily he didn’t insert it directly inside, he just rubbed his genitals back and forth against the crack. It’s not that he puts it inside and spits it out, but the way he puts his penis between his legs and shakes his waist is like a horned beast that can’t control its own lust and struggles. Because of the strange and unknown sensation felt in it, Ma-ryong could not relax.
Why, just rubbing my skin together and feeling so good… Wait, does it feel good?
Only then did Ma-ryong realize that something was wrong with him, but it was too late.
The demon dragon was used to pain, but not to pleasure. There was no way she could gain the upper hand against Ragnar Armageddon, who had slept with countless women.
Suwook!
[Heheh…!]
At the sudden intrusion of a hand into the vagina, the demon groaned and his body trembled. The place where he rubbed and heated up his penis immediately responded to the invasion of a foreign substance.
“Wow, that’s incredibly tight. I almost cut off my finger. Did you really want that?”
[What nonsense… It can’t be! Tea, misunderstanding..!]
“Really? Really?”
[That, yes! To think that this body, an invincible being that fears not even death, feels pleasure from the touch of an insignificant human being… There’s no way that could happen!]
It was the last desperate attempt to pull out the demon dragon’s remaining pride, and at the same time, it was the worst move she had ever made. At her cry, he twisted one corner of his mouth up and gave off a rather evil-looking smile.
“Then, does the great demon dragon mean that no matter what I do, you don’t feel it at all?”
[Muh, of course…!]
“Okay, then where… Let’s see how long that attitude lasts?”
With those words, as if it had been nothing more than a joke up until now, his hands changed noticeably.
[Huh…?!Keut, ぷび, kaび…!]
Unstoppable hand movements wrapped around the whole body. His hand skills, which had developed significantly after passing through many women, were a very unfamiliar sensation to Ma-Ryong, who had never even done an act of comforting herself, and she could not resist it.
Starting with twirling the sensitive clitoris with your fingers, inserting your tongue into the vagina and pressing the vaginal wall hard, grabbing your breasts vigorously, rolling your nipples with your fingers, and other shy things such as lightly biting your neck or licking your armpits. However, for some reason, instead of feeling unpleasant, at the end of the stimulus that only a distant pleasure returned, the demonic dragon reached its climax with a sensation of white sparks flying in its head and squirting and squirting its love juice.
And Ragnar Armageddon looked at the juice that spurted out between her legs with great force and said in a voice that contained her laughter.
“Wow, is it because it’s a dragon as expected? The breath that blows this way is also unusual, isn’t it?”
[Haugh, hauh…! Oh, what the heck…! This, this sense…!]
“What is it, it’s gone.”
[Leave? What are you talking about…? I mean, where the hell are you going…?]
Seeing the demonic dragon asking back, confused by the sensation she had never felt before, Ragnar Armageddon replied with a contemptuous sneer on her lips.
“Keukkeuk, don’t you know that? Then I’ll tell you personally, so pay attention.”
[Huh, now, wait, uhhhhh!!♥]
With those words, Ragnar Armageddon’s hand began to pierce the crack with tremendous force, and intense pleasure as if sparks were flying in the head was forcibly injected, and the demon dragon let out a moan close to screaming and reached its climax again. And Ragnar Armageddon whispered to her as she put on her dazed expression with the afterglow of her climax.
“That feeling is gone now. Remember that, immortal dragon.”
Steamed. Even before the afterglow had gone, his voice came to her ears as she began to gradually feel fear from the irrational pleasure that came back.
“Because from now on I’m going to keep going.”
