Chapter 147 – 147. Brain in a Vat
Largely remodeled breasts and buttocks, a throbbing pussy dripping with colorful saliva, a body twitching in pleasure and despair while muttering incomprehensible words,
And a very familiar face.
It was Hero Pink, and it was Hero Red that confined that pink in a form that was close to humiliation.
The evidence in front of my eyes was too clear for me to pretend not to know out of mere faith.
What followed was the same as what I knew before.
“Oh, no, citizens, this is…” !”
Red tries to deny it,
“It’s a monster… We were not serving heroes, we were serving monsters!!”
People in despair,
‘Uuuuung-!’
In the end, Red, who sensed that he was at a dead end, wordlessly aimed Pink’s magical pussy hole at the people.
Just before the magical rays of all colors hit the citizens again from Pink’s vagina,
‘Quaaaaat-!’
Eshir stands in front of him. The magic power of red and pink hits directly at the vulva engraved on Eshir’s lower abdomen.
The warrior who tried to kill him and the nun who protected him. People’s faith flows to only one place.
“Soo, Sister! Are you okay!!”
“Yes… Hey, I’m fine… Haha❤ It’s okay. You guys are okay… “Are you okay?”
It is here that the nun who protected everything here was truly trying to protect herself, or whether the devil’s fluid living in her womb was of high quality, very turbid and impure, and her body was moving on its own because it could not overcome its instinct to want enormous magical power. No one there knows.
All that can be seen is that this small and slender nun blocked the warrior’s blow by herself.
However, there is one difference from the previous timeline,
This time, the number of people who witnessed it was not just a few, but hundreds.
“This… It’s a miracle!”
“She is a saint. “The saint has descended on Zion!!”
“The goddess sent down her saint to save the fallen warrior!!”
Everyone hopes for a hero. I want that hero to take on all the people’s sins and dark reality.
The stronger these people are, the less likely they are to notice the trivial facts that are right in front of them.
There is no way for them to know that the reason the nun was standing with her legs curled with a strange blush on her face was because her vulva, which had absorbed the warrior’s magic, was stimulating deep into her pussy and waist.
In their eyes, the sight of the horny female nun in front of them only seemed like a symbol of infinite charity and sacrificial spirit.
“Damn it, no. My power! My magical power!!!”
Red screamed.
His magical power is proportional to the faith of the citizens. Since he failed to silence him, he must bear the full cost.
The body is completely ruined. Magic power has run out, and all that remains is greed and stubbornness.
He even gained a disability in exchange for his abilities. Explosion, magic nullification, magic augmentation, already broken life support system, none of this can reverse this situation.
‘But there is always a final way.’
Red thought.
If you can’t have it, just get rid of it all.
So the last resort he chose was to convert all of his soul into magical energy and explode, oxidizing the entire city along with it.
‘Now, everyone dies.’
He is a scum who has enjoyed wealth and glory, taking for granted the precious time he has spent serving these barbarian people and the curse he has received on his behalf.
I gave everything for the idiots of this trash city!
‘Then it’s natural for you guys to sacrifice everything for me!’
With a single thought in his head, Red expanded himself towards this world.
Yes, this is what he wanted to do.
Complete control over yourself!
Furthermore, it extends the scope of control, i.E. Oneself!
Explosive expansion. Red’s soul was completely oxidized along with his magic, becoming a transcendent being with one belief.
A seed of life that was compressed in an instant from the wave of magic that swept the entire city.
And a strand of tentacles sprouted from the seed. Now Red himself is a tentacle.
We expand ourselves by weaving together the products of the past that the ruins contain.
‘Sow seeds.’
First, Black, who tried to oppress others from the position of the protected weak.
Unlike her plain face, her curved body creates unexpected charm.
But this bitch’s true nature is that she usually pretends to be just and fair.
In reality, he enjoys forced lesbian sex by only inviting women who are younger and lower in status than he is and rubbing their pussies.
Using coercion after coercion, Red tied Black’s limbs and stuffed a lot of tentacles into her vagina.
Black’s pussy, which had only known sex by rubbing her clit and labia, now tasted dozens of tentacles writhing inside her stomach.
After tasting this, she will forget about sex with humans before bobim sex.
Next is Pink, a prostitute who doesn’t hesitate to do anything vulgar if it means she can stand out.
For some reason, she still retains the image she remembered from before.
Red had a fragrant scent and her love juices were leaking into her soft cracks, giving off a truly sweet flavor.
I felt the unique texture of the inner skin, which was warm and moist along with a soft texture.
When I slightly raised the tentacle at the entrance to the vagina, sweet discharge flowed from the inside, probably because the back of the clitoris was stimulated. She ate a lot of this.
I extend the tentacle further and rub the clitoris, and also cling to the breasts that were still pretty.
Now I can touch it. Pink hymen.
Red’s tentacle pierced Pink’s hymen mercilessly.
The last place Red’s tentacles invaded was White’s interior.
Since it is a place where many masturbation devices have been used, it definitely gives the impression that it is less tight than the pink one.
However, there was an addictive nature unique to the soft body that could not be escaped.
I want to wrap myself around that body and tighten it.
From the neck to the chest, waist and inner thighs, it is squeezed tightly,
Tighten, tighten, and tighten until those traces of self can never be erased.
White is already enjoying it.
‘Yes, I wanted to have fun like this too.’
When Red thought that, high temperature like the sun erupted from the tentacle and turned all the women inside into skewers. The smell of burnt food stimulated my sense of smell.
Yes, it was this kind of stimulation.
If I had been born with tentacles from the beginning, I would have experienced the joy of violating a woman a long time ago.
If I had been given this kind of stimulation, I wouldn’t have hunted women every night and watched them bleed out.
Red decided to expand himself further than just those pussies.
His destructive desire literally becomes a fire of anger and conquest, burning down Zion, this trash country, and the entire world, breaking down the boundaries of time and dimension, and stretching out his tongue to where the goddess resides.
Now he will become the only being in this world and rule the world.
Everyone will feel awe and fear under the name Red, and only Red, the name, will become the only absolute ruler and the only warrior in this world.
But what was your original name? The thought passed through his head for a moment, but it was soon oxidized along with the flames of thought, leaving not even a handful of ashes.
“… Sir?”
This world only burned and burned again.
I forgot everything about what I wanted to do here in the first place.
In my own world filled with only the desire to dominate.
“Hero?”
‘Yes, warrior. Brave! ‘Worship the most absolute being in this world!!’
“Hero, is this guy smiling?”
The wizard who was mopping the floor while wearing a gas mask treated to prevent magical contamination asked. The main job of wizards at City Hall is to perform magical chores and solve problems, and while he was cleaning the floor of City Hall, a sticky, colorful paint-like liquid came out of the mop he was holding.
The wizard put the mop in the dehydrator and was squeezing the oatmeal when he suddenly felt eyes on him and turned around to find that ‘it’ had opened its eyes. He reported this to Zion’s only warrior.
Where he pointed, there was a glass container with a human head floating in it.
The surface of the head visible through the whitish preservatives was crushed, and one side of the head was slightly dented, as if it had been stepped on hard by someone.
Red was so angry that he couldn’t control himself.
‘Who dares laugh in front of me? Kill them all. Have them executed!!’
“Because it’s true. You had a blank face just a moment ago, but now the corners of your mouth are slightly raised. “I am certain because I was right next to him when he died.”
A glass container filled with a translucent, whitish liquid appeared to have slightly different colors depending on the angle when exposed to light.
The liquid, which was originally just a preservative, leaked out little by little, so-called personality jelly, a crystal of the soul materialized with magical power, through the distorted area of the head in the glass bottle, making the inside of the glass bottle cloudy.
Just like the original owner of this head did in Zion.
Red briefly tried to recall yesterday’s events.
When his magical power was running low and his body was collapsing, he was about to oxidize his soul and self-destruct along with Zion…
‘What happened yesterday…? ?’
I couldn’t think clearly. But it didn’t matter. Because as long as he rules, this city will definitely be safe.
Now that we have met a great leader, all that remains is for everyone to be happy.
That’s what Red’s head thought in the glass container filled with preservatives.
It didn’t matter what happened yesterday. It was clear that it wasn’t important because I couldn’t remember it.
Rather, it was important to spread this destructive desire within oneself a little further.
Okay, expansion. Expansion is important. Red’s head thought.
Who did that before? Ah, tentacles.
When he thought that he too would become something like that someday, Red’s mood began to improve.
A small bubble rose from his mouth in the glass container and burst.
‘Boggle’
