Chapter 752 – Guardian of the Dungeon
Aileen puts on a miserable expression at Seong-il’s sudden threat and begins to take a deep breath.
“I am the White Knight Eileen!!!!!”
“…!!”
At the woman’s sudden cry, the expedition team has just built her position, stopped trying to rest, and inspects the source of her cry.
“Crazy…!!”
Then, the appearance of two perverts seen from the cliff high in the labyrinth. It’s shocking to see a woman clinging to a naked man’s body and having sex with him. She repeated her blasphemous roar as the woman clung to her man in her grotesque position.
“As expected, these crazy pagan bastards…”
“Dirty things!! Clean up right now!!”
Although her mouth was cursing the perverted behavior of the two men and women, her hot-blooded warriors instinctively looked at Eileen, who was revealing her beautiful body.
“Sheesh… You have a lewd body like a prodigal daughter of a cult!!”
The warriors, who were physically difficult to attack easily because they were located in a fairly high place, spat out curse words instead of attacking, disparaging Eileen. However, after the anger and excitement have subsided, they begin to chew on her Eileen’s spitting out her shouts and their contents.
“…The white knight? Eileen? Isn’t he one of the seven apostles of light?”
“How dare you insult an apostle!!! He’s like a saint!!”
As the prostitute in front of him tries to stain the name of the heavenly apostle with a cry, the warriors of light, whose anger has risen to the point of their head, each take up their weapons and throw arrows and stones at Seongil and Eileen.
“Will it be like that?”
Seong-il lightly blocks the attack flying towards him using his invisible telekinesis, and then wanders around them as if floating, using the Jeongcheonjingyeong.
“I’m!! The White Knight!! I’m Eileen!! Ahhhhh!!!”
Her sex work relentlessly massages her own breasts and her fucker Eileen yells at her frantically, half out of her mind, with her face in her ecstasy.
“Uh…?”
At first, the advance team just thought that the pervert woman was doing lewd acts to mock them, but the longer they looked at Eileen, the more they felt that she really resembled the famous ‘White Knight’.
“Stop… No way?!”
“Isn’t it?”
As if denying an ominous premonition. The warriors of light stare at the scene where Eileen is screaming with hardened expressions.
“No, it’s not something. You assholes.”
Satisfied with their confused expressions, Seong-il jumps down from the broken pillar on the ceiling of the labyrinth.
“…!!”
As the naked pervert casually jumped off a cliff that looked over 20m high and approached them, the warriors looked at Seongil with a look of surprise and fear. However, as if the training situation was unusual, apart from that, they quickly surrounded the holy day with mechanical movements.
“Uh huh! Why stop explaining?”
Seong-il bows her head in shock and shame as her former ‘colleagues’ inspect her nearby, and caresses her silent Eileen’s cunt.
“Ahhhhh…!!”
As the powerful aphrodisiac power of her nymphomaniac began stroking and pinching her own clitoris, Eileen screamed, unable to contain her moaning thanks to the immense pleasure.
“Cry out.”
“I… I am Eileen the White Knight!! The God of Light is a dog god…!!”
A low cry escaped from Eileen’s mouth again. Seeing that, the warriors of light raise their weapons with angry expressions.
“Kill that scumbag cultist!!”
In the end, the Crusaders of Light, unable to withstand the blasphemy, raise their weapons and charge towards Seongil and Eileen from all directions.
“It’s pretty good, but…”
As well-trained attacks come from all sides, Seong-il seems to be having fun, sensing their attacks with sensitivity and scattering time domains everywhere.
‘Since I’ve subdued the enemy with the clear sky before, shall I subdue the enemy with the time domain this time?’
The power of time containing Seongil’s will begins to quickly and powerfully dominate the surrounding time centered on him.
“Uh…?”
Although he himself could not perceive it, the soldiers around him who were looking at the soldier who rushed in first were shocked to realize that for some reason, the closer they approached Pervert, the slower their comrades charged.
“Uweeeee
Interestingly, the subject doesn’t seem to understand his anomaly. As if the video had been slowed down, he slowly turned his head and tried to ask his colleague a question.
“Uuuuu…?”
However, when the comrades in the rear move so fast that they can’t even get into their perception, and say something, the warriors who enter the time domain instinctively feel that something is wrong with them.
“Oops~ I can’t get used to it because the time around me seems to be passing too fast, right?”
Seong-il slowly approaches the enemy who is slow like a slug and slaps his neck with a strong blow. From the outside, it looked like Seong-il approached his slowed ally for no reason and hit the vital point, but the warrior of light, forcibly slowed down by the time domain, felt like Seong-il moved as fast as a superman and hit his vital point.
“Uhhhhh!! The talking armor should keep introducing itself!!”
And even in the midst of that, Seong-il persistently massaged Eileen’s clitoris and ordered her to introduce herself. Despite being a deadly battlefield, the two men and women repeatedly subdue the enemy while performing lewd acts in a bizarre manner without the slightest sense of tension.
“Rain… Damn it!! Is it witchcraft!?”
The current situation that cannot be explained unless it is witchcraft. If the pervert in front of you had memorized at least a spell, you would think he was a priest or wizard of an evil god, but since pervert didn’t memorize any casting, the warriors of light start to lose their fighting spirit in a frightened look.
“For now, retreat!! We must report to the apostle!!”
“Brothers!! Calm down!! Attack from a distance!!”
The old leader, who appears to be a paladin, pretends not to be afraid, comforting his comrades and suggesting a solution.
‘It’s not a haircut.’
However, Seong-il was able to sense that he secretly retreated some soldiers to the entrance of the labyrinth using hand signals contrary to his brave words.
‘Well… But since I have to spread rumors, I’ll have to let go of some of them.’
Seong-il, who thought so, puts on an expression as if he didn’t notice, and then calmly puts all his energy into subduing the enemies in front of him one by one.
“It’s easy.”
Enemies who have entered the realm of the Holy Day, putting all their strength to shame, become slugs and can’t do anything. Because of this, he subdues his enemies one by one, like picking a ripe persimmon.
If I had been a wizard or a psychic, I would have found out that he did something based on magic and tried even a small defiance.
“It’s clear that you’re using an evil aura!! After everyone spreads out, anything is good, so focus on throwing!!”
In the end, by the time 1/3 of the personnel collapsed in the hands of Seongil. The paladin who succeeded in escaping the messenger commands his allies with a fierce voice.
Upon hearing this, the soldiers looked terrified and started throwing spears and bows as far as possible, as well as throwing stones.
Tuk… Tuduk…
However, when entering the time domain, Seong-il’s sharp response analyzes the projectile’s trajectory precisely and quickly and whispers it to Seong-il’s unconscious. Then, like a very sophisticated machine, Seong-il’s unconsciousness, trained through combat meditation, simply bounces them off by reflexively using telekinesis.
‘Ohhh… After all, it’s a response… It makes the energy consumption extremely efficient, right? It’s an open fire skill, really.’
No matter what ability he uses, the reaction casts an extreme optimization, so Seong-il strongly praises this ability that he once resented so much in his heart.
“All retreat!! Retreat!!”
As if twisting the wrist of a child, the pervert in front of his eyes so easily overpowered his soldiers. Eventually, a bitter declaration of defeat flowed from the mouth of an elderly paladin who was commanding soldiers from the rear.
“Retreat!! Retreat!!”
As soon as the declaration of defeat flows from the mouth of the commander, the declaration of retreat flows like a parrot from the mouths of the paladins, the young commanders who have followed him.
“Ah… Run away from the devil!!”
Since the power Seong-il used in the position of not knowing anything was literally ‘diabolical’, the soldiers who were fed up with frightened faces ran toward the entrance all at once.
Awesome!!
“Keep order!!
However, the paladin with an angry expression slashed the neck of such a low-level soldier on the spot, then roared like a lion on the battlefield. However, fear is contagious to the tip of the head, despite his deadly prescription, instead of being scared, the soldiers stare at the paladin with resentment and anger.
“Dare…!!”
Before participating in the crusade, the soldiers who had sworn to give their lives here stared at the commander as if they were fighting.
