Chapter 108 – 108. Don’t Be Alarmed, It’s Just a Kidnapper!
“Then I’ll try to find out if there are any other wizards I can bring. It will take about a week.”
“I heard from Hans that the vigilance will be high soon, as it is an annual event in Zion, so take care of yourself, old man.”
“Is it possible, Brahms? Then I will go.”
After seeing Hamm off, Brahms left again. I absorbed my share of milk while the women’s moans echoed through the meat walls.
The heat that warmed the whole body supplied energy to the tentacles underground.
I’m still expanding He transformed his tentacles into shovels, opening additional passages throughout the underground caverns.
To make my body bigger.
To get to where I’ve been looking for so long under this city.
It is a work that I have been repeating since the first day I came to Zion. It is the tentacle’s instinct to simply stretch out. Especially if it is deep, dark, and damp.
And
‘Tuk-!’
It touched the soft earthen wall.
I could feel the soft moisture on the other side.
[Mucous secretion]
‘Kurrrr-‘
Concentrating my senses, I pierced my tentacles into the thin wall blocking my way and secreted mucus. As the walls are soft, I was careful not to collapse the tunnel I had dug all at once.
Like an earthworm slowly pushing through the soil, I wrinkled my body and straightened my teeth, bit by bit, pushing the last remaining wall to my destination.
And pierced
‘Shooaaaaa-!!!!’
A huge amount of water flows through a simple purification facility, pillars, and a large space.
The water flows, falls, and flows all over the city from here with great momentum, without even a chance to puddle.
‘Quaaaaa-!!!’
The coldness and breezy moisture that was unimaginable for summer enveloped the sensory organs.
It has barely reached the place where it has repeatedly expanded to such a wide area.
What I’m looking at right now is Suwon, located in the center of Zion’s basement.
All the water supplied to Zion flows from here.
If you ask where the heart of the city is, everyone here will say that the heart of the city is where Zion Ranger Red is. Otherwise, some would say Zion’s boulevard or Zion’s port.
But it’s wrong.
In the habitat of all living things, the heart is the place where water springs up.
And while the stupid warriors were drunk with their own power, this space, the heart of the city, the most watery and always wet, practically a virgin bitch, was the first to allow me, the tentacle, to invade.
“Where~ Where is this haaaaaee
I don’t know since when, but after realizing that I had to put on a melody when I was talking to myself, the bald middle-aged wizard Ham Bordeaux came to admit that he had grown old.
“A watery~ pretty~ female wizard! Where are you~ again~ haaaaa~~~”
‘Pink Milk’ Rani is an absurd name. Tentacles inject mana into women, and milk freshly squeezed from their enlarged breasts is sold. The product devised by Hans, a self-proclaimed money bug, was creepy, but it had a taste that stimulated the texture like crazy.
To those without magical powers, it was just milk with a sweet flavor and supreme softness, but to those who deal with magical powers like herself, it literally tasted like sucking out a little of someone else’s life. All the ecstasy and joy that they felt when they expressed their breast milk, embedded in the fleshy walls of their tentacles like livestock, were matured in it in a publicly processed state.
‘Thinking about it makes me want to eat again.’
‘Pong!’
He took out a milk bottle from his pocket and opened the cap. A fragrant milky smell came out.
I threw the lid with the words ‘It is authentic only when it makes a popping sound’ on the street and took a sip of the contents.
Originally, I would have drank something like brandy in a hip flask, but wouldn’t it be better for my health to have magical breast milk than alcohol?
His age is 50, the age when you can directly feel that his body does not take alcohol as well as before.
‘Sometimes it’s helpful to hang out with the boy’s entertainment.’
From the time he was a baby, he received poop, fed him, and when he passed the time when he didn’t listen to him while growing up, instead of his father who had no interest in his child’s education, he accepted all sorts of evil instead of raising him.
He left to study in the empire to gain knowledge, and then wandered around all kinds of battlefields as a mercenary, let alone university. Also remembered
He himself had once traveled all over the world as a mercenary wizard.
At the time when Mesana Kingdom waged a fearless war with Haddik Empire and declared unconditional surrender after most of the Kingdom’s army was annihilated in just a few days with an overwhelming power difference, it was fortunate that they had become accustomed to settling for a peaceful daily life rather than war. I was able to avoid the aftermath, but even so, moving my body like this sometimes made me feel like my old energy was revived.
‘Who would have thought that I would end up fighting a hero?’
Hamm recalled the battle with Pink, a female warrior who was now freed after being raped by tentacles and completely turned into a cock-mad deaf person. She was a bit of a waste to give to the tentacles, but she believed that if one day she took over this city herself, then she would be able to have more pretty women to her heart’s content.
And the sacrifice for that one step appeared before his eyes.
A slender woman with pinkish skin and a lot of scarlet curly hair.
She appears to be a woman trained in magic for her personal study, not a public-work wizard who works for the Zion City Hall. There is no way there could have been a wizard with as much magical power as me in Zion, where everything was left to the warriors except for at least the necessary things.
She was sneaking on her way home from drinking her beer alone in a tavern.
Can I catch it Hamm thought for a moment.
What to worry about She gulped down the remaining pink milk and immediately jumped into action.
Magical Pink Milk, when drunk by a magician like Ham, greatly improves the ability to detect magic, and also increases the amount of magic used, albeit for a limited time.
She was the one who gained her confidence after her last duel with Pink. Hamm followed closely behind the woman passing through the dark alley.
“Who… I have it?!”
The woman in front of her suddenly stopped her pace and jerked back. Perhaps she sensed someone’s presence, she stared suspiciously into the darkness of her alley.
A woman raised her finger and carved a letter into the air above her.
“[Light]!”
The moment a small orb of light rose from the tip of her index finger, the woman faced a middle-aged man’s face suddenly revealed in the darkness. Hamm gave a mouth-watering smile as the yellow light illuminated her face.
‘I like the surprise moment at this time.’
Now, she herself uses her Chilling Touch as her reverse to incapacitate this woman, all she has to do is toss her into tentacle pits rooted underground all over the city.
And in a few days, pussy juice from the lower part of the body and sticky milk from the upper part of the body would ooze from the climax torture inflicted without rest. A pleasure-addicted magic six-figure doll is completed, saying no with its mouth, but somehow extracting mana from its body to keep the milk storage on one side of the tentacle pit fresh in order to receive a reward with its tentacle cock.
Wizards always do, but they are a tribe that collapses helplessly if you stab them in a weak spot even though they seem to have strong mental power. Prior to this scapegoat, when female wizards were kidnapped, he always resisted stubbornly at first, but after 6 hours of breast milk climax in a body that was remodeled in an obscene and lewd way, he watched until the end as he cried out for more destruction of his body. .
“Kyaaaaa!!”
“Do not be surprised. It’s just a kidnapper!”
Just as he was sly and about to capture the sorceress, Hamm realized something was terribly wrong.
Behind the woman who was surprised to see herself, another figure of someone appeared in the dark. Using her woman as her light source, both herself and her unknown man were targeting her at the same time.
A tall, well-muscled body and a face.
It was that face that Hamm was surprised to see.
When he sensed that the red mask covering his entire head was glaring at him, the man snapped his fingers, and with the feeling of blood vessels bursting in his head, Ham collapsed, spilling blood.
“Ugh… Damn it, the head…!”
The sweat on his bald head flowed straight into his mouth, spreading the salty taste.
Before he could figure out what the hell had happened, Hamm knew he was screwed.
Being old is both bad and good. Because you can handle any situation to some extent.
The musty smell of dust everywhere is a familiar smell here. Every time I pass Zion City Hall, I smell old papers.
In other words, this is Zion City Hall, and the man over there is really Zion Ranger Red. Perhaps it is a secret space that only he can enter.
That’s why the middle-aged, low-ranking wizard was able to notice faster than anyone else that he couldn’t survive if he lived here.
“Hero… Hero, please… Save my life…!!”
My eyes are starting to get used to it little by little. That woman tied naked to an X-shape is the wizard she was aiming for. She is a pretty female sorceress with a milk jug and high-quality magical powers who tried to kidnap her to cool her pink milk.
And instead of milk, blood flowed from her breasts. There were already dozens of small scars all over her nipples and breasts. The appetizing skin, which had been tinged with pink, glowed pale bluish as the blood drained. Pale, chill-looking, and her chest quivering with an inhuman coquetry every time her throat limp in pain.
“Yes. I plan to keep it alive for as long as possible. For my little entertainment, I have to show off my pretty side for a long time.”
She said as she wiped a dagger the size of her palm, which was sharpened by Red in front of her.
