How to Play a Villainous Boss 225

Chapter 225 – But What Now? (3)

Caution – As explained in the author’s words in the previous episode, this episode has a lot of bestiality and cruel descriptions, so if you feel repulsive or uncomfortable with such expressions, please be careful. And no matter how heroic it may be, the beast does not pierce the hole.

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“Keep, kkeuhah…!!”

The woman’s painful scream fills her room. It was on a different level from the screams of pain that women who accepted a man’s things for the first time in a state of being unprepared simply felt pain. It was a painful scream that wouldn’t be strange if someone were to run out of breath right away, like someone who is being hacked into a weak spot by something sharp and pointed.

“Kkok, kkoheuk… Heuuuuu…!!”

Took, toduk. The blood dripping down her thighs stains the carpet on the floor red. Justia’s eyes were watery at the pain that exceeded the limit, and even more cruel acts that destroyed her dignity as a human being. She literally couldn’t do anything but let out her moans of anger and terror in her terrible agony as if her own genitals were being ripped off. She to her, because she now had neither her arms nor her legs.

“Kreurrrr… Heck, heck, heck…!!”

The excited breathing of her disgusting beast echoed in her ears, making her more miserable.

The goddess of justice, who oppressed and exploited the weak gods by force, and deceived and deceived the strong gods with shallow tricks, and continued to gather strength to take revenge on the enemy, the evil god…

“This… Damn it… Jims…!!”

Who could have imagined that, dismembered, dismembered, and buried under a filthy beast, to be mated in place of a bitch?

Besides, Eustia, the beast that raped her was no ordinary beast. The beast’s genitalia had a unique canine organ for fixing the insertion so that it would not be released during mating, but even that was not enough, and the sharp, pointed spines attached to the genitals of cats also had a role to fix the insertion so that it would not be released. There were It would be enough to have only one of the two, but the reason why the organs that inflicted pain on the other person even for the same purpose were run together was the creator’s cruel malice to inflict more terrible pain on the target of intercourse with this beast.

“Huhh, huh, huh…!!”

Puduk, puduk, puduk…!

Every time the animal in heat vigorously shook its waist, a vicious object designed for the purpose of giving pain, not pleasure, to its mating target violently ripped through Justia. Her mere thorns would have been painful enough, but her brute genitals that raped her were simply not enough.

“Huhhhhh!!”

The barbed genitalia flexed and bent freely inside her, like a living earthworm, making it impossible for her to remain indifferent to the pain. Her beast that attacked her was a living instrument of torture created by Ragnar to inflict greater pain on her than her own, a terrible weapon designed to make her completely lose her function as a woman. As is often the case with the mating of her beasts, her beast that attacked her pursued her own pleasure with her waist, caring not the least for her mate, and the cost of doing so was her own. .

“Hey, heuuuuu…!”

“If you feel like talking right now, stop.”

A proposal made in a situation where one cannot die, while inflicting more pain than death.

Justia had absolutely no intention of disclosing the location of the divine being. It was her lifeline that prevented her from dying immediately, and a springboard that would give her another chance at her revenge. However, in the midst of her cruel and terrible pain, which she had never experienced in her life up until now, including when she was human, Justia could not help but be shaken. If she should continue to suffer this pain and humiliation, she would rather confess everything and rest in peace.

“No nonsense, no, no…!”

Of course, that didn’t mean that her will was immediately broken. The pain shook her will, but at the same time the anger and hatred welling up in her pain hardened it again. After tearing off all of her own arms and legs, she throws them into the hideous beast’s mate, and there is no guarantee that telling him the location of her god will give her a comfortable rest as she wishes.

“Do you think I will, uh, go beyond that trick…

Justia gasped for breath and sternly refused his offer. Although she didn’t say anything cool about being eaten by wild dogs and dripping her blood from her cunt.

“Well, don’t do that. Call me when you feel like talking.”

After Ragnar Armageddon had left her as her wild dog’s adversary, she herself sat comfortably in her chair, quenched her throat with her cool drink, and found her to be her petty pet. Looked down The way she was treated as a spectacle at the zoo angered Justia, but the fierce glaring of a woman lying on the floor without her limbs and having her pussy robbed by wild dogs did not make her opponent feel afraid.

“Hey, hehe…!”

Sick. It is a brutal and cruel torture that wears down the body and mind in an instant. Her mating with the beasts brought by Ragnar Armageddon had worn her out, to the absurd notion that it would be more convenient for her to be tied up in a public square untidy and raped nonstop by men of base desire. Even though she was in such a terrible state that it wouldn’t be strange if she died right away, she still couldn’t die.

“Keep it off…! Why… Why…?”

Why can’t I die? Because God? No, no matter how much he is a god, if all of his limbs are severed and he rips through the inside with such a terrible weapon, he will of course die. Especially if it’s a god who can’t use the power of a god. Still, she doesn’t die…

“Hell… You damn prostitute…!”

The goddess of her death, because she did not allow her to die.

“Did you notice? Yes, right now you’re unkillable from the power of Hel. Even if I pull out all your limbs, even if the wild dog hacks your insides with its hideous genitalia, you won’t die. Fire the location of the god damned god. Or until the remaining 49 days have passed.”

“Ugh, hehe…!”

Puck! Fuck! Puck! Puck!

“Did you really think I would just let you die easily? No, you are welcome. What you’re going through now is new blood compared to what you’ve done in the past.”

A sense of ejaculation came over me, and the wild dog’s waist became even faster. Justia’s face turned white as she felt her genitals wriggle and swell like a barbed whip digging into her interior.

“Turn off … !! I … I’m going to judge me …? What qualifications you are …! You’re not a hero! ! To you, keuheu eugh…! You don’t have the right to do this to me…!!”

“Sounds like a qualification.”

Ha, do Ragnar Armageddon walked towards her, sighing as if she were weary. And…

Ppogak!

“Ouch…!”

He lifted her right foot and trampled her head.

“Then, are you saying that you had the right to cause trouble to so many gods? Where are you talking nonsense?”

“Oh, this…! Hehe, do you think you can be forgiven…?”

“Forgive, forgive…”

What was so funny, Ragnar snorted at her and shook her head.

“I’ll take those words back as they are. Then you thought that everything could be forgiven, so did you do that?”

“I, just acted for a better world… Uhhhhh…! Punishing, hhhhh, the evil old one…! A new, world of the gods…!”

“Bullshit. Bullshit. Bullshit. Light bullshit that even you yourself won’t believe, that doesn’t contain a single word of sincerity.”

Puck! Fuck! Puck! Puck! Fuck!

“Huh, heh…! Mmm, mmm, stop…!”

As the beast reached its final spurt, Justia let out a sharp scream and struggled. However, even if she struggled with her limbless stray dog-only ona hall, nothing changed.

Tsuguk! Tsuguk! Sizzling! Tsubob! Tsubob! Tsubob!

“You only dragged innocent people in for a personal vendetta. You know what? People who lose something precious in an accident like a typhoon or tsunami don’t hate nature for taking their people. They just think it was an unfortunate accident. Because man hates only what he can understand, but at the same time he is also a being who thinks he understands what he does not understand.”

“Stop… Do it…!!”

Puck! Fuck! Puck! Puck! Phut! Fain! Fain! Phut!

“Your revenge is the same as saying that you will destroy the sea because the tsunami swept through the village. If you fill up the sea with your nonsense or dry it out, then you will surely have your revenge on the sea. But your foolishness will harm more innocent people. After all, you, the person you hate so much You will become a more terrible existence than Nia-san.”

“Heuuuuu!!!”

Tsuguk! Tsuguk! Phut! Fain! Tsubob! Let’s go!

The hideous beast destroys the body, and the ferocious language of the beast-like man destroys the spirit. The things that Justia had been denying so far were pushed against her face, and he forced her to choose and answer.

Wow!

“Keuk…!”

Kicking the cheek, Justia let out a moan. The pain inflicted on her face by her merciless footing made her body contract with tension, and the beast that raped her at her sudden constriction exhaled heavily and soon threw its seed inside her. Wrapped up Seeds that can never come to fruition because the species itself is completely different.

Beureureut, beureureureut…! Whoops…!

“Hak… Hak…! Gee, really… Inside, it’s packed… Uh…!”

Sensing that her stomach was gradually filling up with a gurgling sound, Justia muttered in a voice that looked like she would burst into tears at any moment. Even the filthy beast, with her genitals inserted, reversed itself, fouling her blood-soaked womb with the filthy, stinky beast’s gooey sperm. The act of seeding the bitch clearly made Justia very much infested with her murderous intent.

“Aww ugh…!♥”

But the moan that came out of her mouth at the last moment was not simply caused by pain. Ragna, as well as herself, immediately noticed this fact. Justia’s face was stained with shame, self-denial, and bewilderment. And Ragnar’s disgusting cold words rang in her ears.

“…Ha, look at this. I prepared something as brutal as possible to make you sick on purpose, but do you feel it in the middle of it? This year is really… Awesome.”

“Ah, ah, no…! No! I, I can’t enjoy being raped by such a lowly beast…!”

“Don’t be ridiculous. The moaning that came out just now wasn’t a moaning that would only hurt anyone to hear.”

Every single word of contempt… Tore Justia’s fading will to shreds.

“Just because you deny it like that, do you think anything will change? You pretend to be arrogant, lofty, and noble, but in reality you’re a vulgar bitch who feels like being raped by a beast, right? You, who let out a pleasant moan at the end while getting stuck in something that even Yinma couldn’t accept, what the hell are you doing?”

“…Stop it, stop it! Stop it!”

Any longer, Justia’s spirit could not endure.

Even considering the pain and shame of being violated by a beast, this kind of insult… I couldn’t bear it with my sober mind.

“What does that have to do with me…!!”

Her voice, supported by her evil, and the ugly inner thoughts she harbored, take shape as language through her mouth.

“What does it matter if people die because of my actions…! They are people who have nothing to do with me anyway! Do I have to suffer like this? Why am I the only one who has to suffer like this!! The damned evil god who pushed me into the abyss of despair is also living in awe, why me? Why only me!! Why me, why me!!!”

Wow!

The kicking without hesitation or mercy forcibly closed her mouth as she let out an angry rage. Before long, his strong hands caught her messy hair, which had turned into a magpie’s nest, and forced her to lift her head. And she met Ragnar’s ghostly eyes.

“What does it have to do with you? Yes, of course it does.”

It was his cold voice, and it stuck in Justia’s ears.

“For your own safety, you must always be mindful of the safety of those around you. To truly protect yourself, you must form relationships with the people around you so that you do not have enemies. , In order to deal with that enemy, you need to analyze and prepare. Without such an effort, no matter how big and magnificent a sandcastle is built, it will all be swept away by the waves someday and it will all collapse. A truly selfish person ignores his surroundings and pushes his own thoughts arbitrarily. No. That’s a shortcut to ruin.”

Because the fear and hesitation disappeared, the reason why a human who would not be strange if he entered the nether road at any time because he had no brakes and could not slow down when hit by a car came out through his own mouth.

“A selfish person shouldn’t ignore their surroundings. Rather, they should care about their surroundings more than other people. Still don’t know why you failed? You’re not just selfish. You’re selfish, you’re stupid. You keep making enemies, Because of your insecurity that the enemy will not ever stab you, you ended up losing to a greedy, selfish, but not stupid human like me. And that’s why I don’t treat you as a god.”

When Ragnar sighed and flicked her hand, the wild dog, which had been squirting out sperm that would never be implanted in Justia, stopped ejaculation and pulled out her genitals. The wild dog, which retrieved her light pink genitals covered in blood and semen, panted. When Ragnar motioned for her to leave, she ran out of the room, clinging to the vile thing that had been soiled because it had eaten into Justia.

“Idiot who, despite possessing the power of a god, did not escape his human nature. He hated the object he could not hate, and was a nuisance who drew in other people for that purpose. So, in the end, he was defeated by a villain less than human, and became the seed of a beast. Stupid bitch. That’s you, Justia.”

“…Hey, hey, hey…”

Justia pursed his lips and tried to hold back the tears, but he could no longer. The terrible pain she felt in her lower body, and the sharp venom of her man who broke himself before her eyes, twisted and shattered her will, forged in anger and hatred. In the midst of her endless misery, Justia sobbed sadly, shedding tears like chicken droppings.

“Now, choose. Whether to gently blow the location of the divine object and rest comfortably. Or to hold out until the end and die miserably at the end.”

In her vision blurred by her tears, Justia caught the image of Ragnar Armageddon in her eyes. She goes on to say that she is a being from beyond, an enemy she has not properly faced because she is only concerned with Nyala Sothep. And she finally repulsed her, her hateful enemy who destroyed everything in her.

“…Ha, no. I don’t think I’m going to say it anyway. I’m fed up with this kind of reaction.”

“…Well, what…?”

Of course, she had no intention of answering. However, she felt that something was wrong with Justia in his words. ‘I’m fed up with this kind of reaction’? As if it had happened before…

Leaving her with her strange doubts even in her terrible agony, Ragnar Armageddon jumped to her feet and moved towards the wall. There were marks that seemed to have been carved with a knife. Ragnar Armageddon raised her nails, adding a stroke to her wall.

“Even if her pussy becomes herbaceous to Chimera, it won’t blow… Well, even if you tie it up and feed it non-stop all day, the bitch who didn’t give up won’t give up just because her pussy was ripped. Then, next time… A flamethrower in the back hole. Do you want me to ram you in and roast you from the inside out? Or have the giant trolls gang-rape you? What should I do…”

The sight of her uttering cruel and inhuman words without any objection made Justia goosebumps all over her body. She realized This terrible torture from Rag or Armageddon, today is not the first time. She says she’s been through something like this many times, and she just doesn’t remember.

“What, do you…”

“You won’t remember it again anyway, so wouldn’t it matter if I just told you? From the first day, you went crazy or became a cripple due to excessive shock, so I erased your memories and reset your mind every day. This is the twenty-seventh time. But it’s still 15 days I still have a week left, and sooner or later I’ll go crazy again and forget everything. Okay, let’s ask what happened anyway. What kind of torture will be effective for you after this? Can you tell me?”

Not human

According to him, she thought of herself as a god, but she was just a human with divine powers. If so, the Ragna in front of her is also not human. She was no different from a human on the outside, but what she was inside was no longer human. It’s not at all refusing to do anything terrible and heinous to its fellow human beings…

…Monster.

“…Say, I’ll… Tell…”

Finally, her fighting spirit gave way, and she declared defeat.

“I’ll tell you everything about the location of the god… So, so… Please, stop killing me…”

In order to take revenge on the object she cannot avenge, the woman who had to go against the planting of a being more fearful than the object she wanted to avenge, eventually put down everything she had in her hands and chose her rest. Did. Any more than this, she endured only pain, she had no salvation, and she was too afraid to even think of what horrors the monster would soon inflict.

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“…The location of the divine object is ideal.”

[This is amazing. In almost four weeks, I’d have the information I want come out of her mouth.]

When I finished my report, a black man with a goat’s head looked at me with admiration and coyly. Hmm… That’s the kind of gaze you’d only see from a professor looking for a graduate student…

[Where does this foolish goatee dare to look? That friend’s sponsor is me. If you carelessly touch it, you know that your palms will fly away.]

[Sheesh, you mean child. If there was such a great talent, you should have told me first! To have it alone, greedy…]

[Yeah, don’t be a jerk, get out of here.]

What the hell is wrong with these transcendentalists? I let out a sigh as I heard the vulgar words that I couldn’t believe were conversations between Mr. Nia and the demons, transcendental people who could control the world at will.