Feed the Tentacles 77

Chapter 77 – 77. The Reason My Shoulders Are Heavy Is Not Because of the Burden, but Because of My Chest.

“Oh, and I’m going to make a big announcement in a few days, so everyone look forward to it!”

“The big one is coming!”

“Are you finally going to admit your relationship with Mr. Yellow? I thought you were a jerk!”

“Damn, no Pink!! Please remain everyone’s lover as it is!!”

Unlike the audience, who reacted enthusiastically, the rapists standing in the arena, or to be precise, the innocent men who played the role of the rapists, cooled down.

“You sound like a rapist. Who says you’ll hang out here? I’m getting out of here!”

“Right! We demand an official trial according to due process! A real trial, not a foolish people’s trial that does whatever the hero wants!!”

When the man, who seemed to be quite old, spoke, a muffled voice of agreement erupted from here and there. Even so, no one could tell what he was doing when he was naked.

“Yes? Then how about doing this? [Explosion].”

Puck, there was a small explosion in the place where the man who had been protesting a while ago was.
Only the lower half remained. Blood, flesh, and bone fragments splattered on others nearby.
The old man’s head fell at his feet. What followed was a rain of blood pouring down on the surrounding floor and overhead.
The faces of the people standing next to them froze in shock. Even among the crowds gathered in the Colosseum, the riotous noise died down for a moment.
Everyone held their breath. Death row inmates and spectators.
And everyone screamed.

“Aaaaa!!!!”

At first, the blood-soaked criminals screamed right beside them,

“Wowaaaaa!!!!”

Then, the audience cheered excitedly at the sight of the blood.
The screams were easily buried in the cheers. And in a space surrounded by all the noise and excitement, no one could tell if it was screaming or cheering.

“Uh… Uhh… ? Uh uh uh… !!”

When I wiped my face, my palms were covered in blood. The weak young man next to him fell to his knees. When he looked up, there was Pink, who was aiming a wand with a nonchalant face.

“If you don’t want to do it, you have to make me want to do it.”

“Why… Why are you doing this! What did we do!!”

“Why? Yeah… Just… Because this is all a show.”

100 men, no, now 99 men, now realized what kind of existence they are.
They were sacrifices An offering to maintain the power of the great warrior Zion Ranger. An offering to sustain this city called Zion. These days, the sacrifice that was selected to somehow cover up the disappearance case that made the public feel bad.
They were chosen not because they had done heinous things in their lives or made unknowing mistakes.
‘Just’. It was just that. For no reason, they are caught here and forced to die an inglorious death as rapists who have committed unwitting crimes.
It is a fate determined by the warrior. No one can escape Everyone felt that fact at the same time.
Haha, someone laughed. He raped every time. Then the other rapist next to him laughed along.
They raped every 99 people. They are rapists who roam the deserted streets every night, select only women who pass by, women who live alone, and women who have smooth faces, soft milk, and firm buttocks, and pump semen into them until their stomachs are bulging. Even if it’s not, nobody believes it. In this city, if it is a hero, then so it is.
So the criminal is complete.

“Haha… Haha!!!”

“Looks like you’re motivated?”

Black sister is also a bit gentle, the taste has gone in the end. Pink thought. The criminals who forcibly created their own sins through Black’s ‘Mouth of Truth’ and stood in the Colosseum all laughed like crazy in the face of death. That kind of smile that made me cry was always reluctant. She thought of her half-brother, White, whom she hated to think of.
Said one of the rapists.

“You want us to rape a hero? Yes. If the hero wants it, he should do it as much as he wants.”

“That, yes… ! Either way, dying in the end is the same! Everyone says I’m a rapist, so I really have to be a rapist. Yes, that’s how it should be!”

Ninety-nine pairs of eyes, burning with rage and madness, glared at Pink.
Ah, this gaze again. She felt the back of her neck stiffen. It is the feeling of lust that is steeped in her hateful eyes.
After she admitted that the end result was the same no matter how hard she struggled, she saw the cute and charming pink rabbit in front of her.

A female rabbit with soft skin, full breasts, and a plump face, an easy delivery type.
Every time Pink received such a look, she felt something tremble inside her body. She couldn’t forget her taste, and she continued to do shows like this.

‘I’m a virgin… It feels like she’s going to lose her virginity while still being her virginity…”

“Power, erection!”

A situation where the angry cocks of 99 rapists were aimed at the poor virgin warrior.
Awakened by fear and anger about death, the men’s cocks erected to a size they had never made in their lives.
They don’t rape here. There is no choice but to do what rapists would do and what rapists would do. Since the hero decided that, she has no choice but to die like that.
I was good at pre-training the shape of Yellow Oppa’s. Pink thought. The bristly, ugly object with protruding blood vessels would normally have shuddered and made a disgusted expression, but as Zion’s idol and warrior, I can’t show that kind of appearance now.
Everyone held their breath and focused on the situation, including the audience, the men who had erected their cocks, and the warrior Pink. Who will run first, how will he die? Can I commit
Acch, a small cough echoed from the audience throughout the silent arena.
And that signaled that the men rushed at Pink first.

“Even if I die, I will eat that bitch and die!!!!”

The moment he thought that the fingertips of the man in the lead had touched Pink, he disappeared right in front of him.

“[Teleport]!”

No, my vision was distorted. The feeling was strange.
The lead man realized that his leg had pierced the ribcage of the man behind him. His fingers were inside his head, and the feel of them seemed to be touching his eyeballs.
It was a short-distance forced transfer through teleportation, and it was stitched into another person’s body. It was too late when he realized that the ribs and organs were intertwined inside him.

“Cheuk, uh uh… Aaaaa!!!!”

Pink looked for the next target without even looking at him.

“[Messive Explosion]!”

With a huge explosion, the limbs of the people caught in it fluttered in all directions.

“[Reverse Gravity]!”

Those who rose to the ceiling of the arena and plummeted, and the people below them became blood clots. Pink leisurely passed the corpses that had become disfigured. There were now less than 20 ‘rape horses’ left.
The pouring screams and cheers, the blood, and the oozing juices. Soaked in it all
As the thin clothes got wet, all the lines of her body were exposed. On the day of the execution ceremony, she wears a thin white dress and leotard instead of the usual pink.
As bright red blood poured over the white clothes, the colors mixed and turned pink.
Wet, beautiful woman with sticky liquid.
It was Zion Ranger Pink.

“It’s out!! Pink’s ‘Pink Leotard!!'”

“That’s going to be auctioned off after the execution!!!”

“The clothes that touch the pure pink skin and are stained with the dirty blood of the condemned prisoners, are they not works of art that contain paradoxical meanings!!”

What idiots are saying, you just have to be honest and say that you want to buy the clothes I used to wear for ridiculously expensive money.
Though Pink thought so, she smiled and waved at the audience.
After all, dealing with ordinary people is too fresh. But the more overwhelming the difference, the more enthusiastic people are. The fact that they are protected by such a mighty hero transforms their belief in the hero into faith. That belief becomes all your own strength.
And the last element of anxiety that could become someone in that faith, the hero Joshua.
She skillfully carried out the massacre under the guise of her execution, but she was the one who kept looking at her audience. She doesn’t even have a guard to give her a signal yet, and she doesn’t even come into her field of vision. Perhaps it was the information given by the idiot White bitch, so it wasn’t reliable from the start…

‘Ah, there is.’

She thought that if she was a hero, she would be in plain sight. He was in the farthest corner, in a place where people could not see the stadium well. There he was, sitting alone, looking down at the arena with a cold face, while everyone around him stood up, cheering and wanting more blood.
If you get rid of that, Shion will now be able to escape from the bondage of his past and head towards the future. She might be able to exert even greater influence on her and her peers. She didn’t quite understand why Red wanted to hold that man in check, but since Red said it, it must be right.
So, without hesitation, I placed the order.

“[Invisible Arrow].”

A small incantation and an invisible arrow flew straight to the chest of the hero Joshua.
Puck, blood gushed out, and he fell to the floor and never got up again. It was a small death that no one around cared about, because the only thing everyone here was looking at was pink.

‘Now, if I report it to Red oppa, he will praise me a lot. Yellow oppa will also look up to me.’

After successfully completing the annual party, he now advances to the capital and empire to lead a happy honeymoon with Yellow. When I pictured such a future, a smile spread in my mouth for a moment.
It was next that I saw another Joshua staring at her again from her stands across the field from her.

‘Eh, why… ? I just killed him, how are you still alive?!’

It can’t be like this. Pink doubted her own eyes. She was the one who always got her job done without an inch of error, just as much as taking care of her body. It was the same with the magic that had just assassinated Joshua.
No, let’s not doubt it. The work is certain, and the work is certain.
Yet again.

“[Invisible Arrow].”

“… Oh, no, this can’t be! Why do you keep showing up again?!”

Once again, once again.
After assassinating the same person five times in the same location, Pink finally realized that something was wrong.
Embarrassed. This situation felt all the more embarrassing because she was the one who came to this world and continued to win and win without any obstacles.
Her breathing was short People’s gazes and cheers all suddenly felt annoying and irritating.
It all seemed to weigh heavily on her shoulders as it all became a burden.

‘No, no! I can’t be embarrassed by this. Her shoulders are heavy because of her breasts. Have you grown up again lately? That’s why her stiff shoulders just came on for a moment…!’

While standing in her place and struggling to catch her breath, that brief lull was enough time for the maiden warrior Pink to be surrounded by dozens of fake ‘rape demons’ scattered around, avoiding the indiscriminate magic.
By the time she felt the presence of men rushing at her from all directions, it was already too late.