Chapter 764 – Guardian of the Dungeon
“It’s very easy. From now on, as you go down to the lowest level, you must do your best to engage in lewd acts under my orders against the henchmen of light with ‘seriousness’. Cuck Cuck…!!”
At the request of her holy day to show her depravity in front of her former colleagues, Eileen hesitates for a moment and falls into deep trouble. However, since there is room for her troubles, her holy day whispers to her and seduces her like her devil rather than pushing her Eileen.
“Why? What are you afraid of? If you endure the trials I gave you, you can recover as much as you like. If you go down to the lowest level of the Great Labyrinth and pass the trials successfully, all those shameful memories can be completely erased through regression.”
“…”
“Isn’t that better? Rather than living as sex slaves or livestock in the Cult of the Moon forever. You’ll even have memories of it if you go back to that state?”
Every time her holy day whispers to her, Eileen scares her as the horrible life that will happen if she rejects it overlaps. When Eileen seems to have terrified her enough, her holy day throws her a carrot at her and tells her about the glorious life that awaits her if she passes her ordeal.
All kinds of authority and longevity. And a beautiful appearance that will be maintained thanks to the color ball. As Seong-il whispers about the power she would get if she was appointed as another apostle in Eden, Eileen’s expression gradually turns to desire.
“…Are you really going to keep your oath?”
“I don’t lie to my girl.”
After Seong-il drags her Aileen to her bright spot, she shows her the life of Eun-wol, who was in a similar situation to her in the past. While Aileen’s body stiffened at the appearance of an exotic world she had never seen in her life. On her holy day, while hiding her weak self, she captures Eun-wol, who was hostile to her, as her black ball, and then she shows her past self as her sex slave mercilessly.
The look of miserable silver moon. However, soon after, when Eunwol, who had a taste for her sluts, began to faithfully serve Seongil as her concubine, Seongil stopped abusing her Eunwol and acknowledged her as his own woman. It appears to grant wishes.
“I don’t lie, especially to beautiful women?”
“…!!”
When Seong-il praises herself as a ‘beauty’, Aileen flinches and savors his words. How lewd the Holy Day is through the training period. However, Eileen could sense that he was sincere, knowing how much he truly liked her woman.
“…I’ll do it.”
In the end, Eileen decides to accept her Sung-il’s offer and she spits her acceptance at him. Seong-il, who is happy with the answer, starts explaining to Eileen what she needs to do in the future with her big smile. And Aileen’s face, after hearing all the explanations, starts to turn into contemplation.
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“Go!! Today we must end the damn Church of the Moon!!”
The entrance floor to the 25th floor of the Great Labyrinth. There, a woman with impressive strong muscles leads countless warriors and encourages them.
“In the name of light!!”
The appearance of soldiers gathered in a variety of troops. Of course, paladins, priests, and wizards mainly consisted of humans. Dwarves and even Dragonian soldiers who looked like giant dragons were proudly occupying the battle lines.
“Go!! Soldiers of death!!”
The warlocks following the Order of the Moon who occupied the high ground of the Great Labyrinth against such a majestic enemy review the undead army created based on the corpses of the crusaders of light they killed and then advance.
“Hell’s flames!! Burn the enemies!!”
And Warlocks in black clothes pouring fire magic from behind those undead soldiers. When the two forces start to collide in earnest in the huge plaza of the labyrinth, the great labyrinth transforms like a sword in hell.
“Slave soldier!! Forward!!”
In addition to the undead soldiers, the Church of the Moon appears in front of their eyes, a slave soldier made up of captives wrapped around a special bomb made by goblins to ridicule and anger the Church of Light.
“Those who survive this battle will be considered truly converted and will be accepted into the Church of the Moon! Fight with all your life!!”
“Profit!!”
Screams or shouts of battle flow from the mouths of prisoners who knew that if they died at the hands of the enemy in battle or escaped, the sulfur bombs surrounding them would explode.
However, apart from that, the slaves knew that if they did not seize this opportunity and show their loyalty, they would be sent to mines or manual labor to die like other slaves, dying from overwork or offered as a sacrifice. Raising the spear towards existence.
“Those who will tear you apart!!”
Realizing that the enemies approaching them were all troops made by killing or torturing the followers of light, the subjugation team swears at the moon warriors who were only firing ranged attacks with an angry look on their faces.
“You despicable bastards!! You guys are going to attack them yourself!!”
“You don’t like it? Are we mean? Are you going to catch all of you, tear them to pieces, and then resurrect them as undead? Ohhh!!”
Toward the paladin who is angry, Dark Elf Leah laughs and mocks him as much as he can. Seeing the filthy Dark Elf act like that, the Crusader’s face starts to turn red as the blood boils.
“Stop! Prepare your battle lines!!”
“Yes!!”
However, the apostle Alvera, who had experienced the bitter taste of Seongil and his subordinates countless times while advancing through the last tens of floors, stopped his excited subordinates and stopped them.
Half of the beings who were no different from their colleagues in the past try a mad rush, but the Crusaders keep their place without blinking an eye and repeat fierce battles.
Undead from now on. Behind them, the Dark Elf archers blocked the arrows with the blessing of the moon and the attacks of Warlocks and Necromancers, while remaining honest and repeating the slaughter of the undead and traitors.
“Oh, no!!”
Desperate remarks flowing from the mouth of a battle slave who, due to differences in armament, was eventually defeated by his old comrade’s sword in battle. As he backed away in fear, an ominous sound erupted from the brimstone armor wrapped around his body.
Chi profit…
“Hmm…?”
The sound of something burning. The Crusader, who inadvertently brandished his mace at the apostate, looked at the apostate who had lost his breath with a puzzled expression.
Kwaaaaang…!!
And an apostate who explodes on the spot and spreads a terrible brimstone fire everywhere. The crusader, who had been caught off guard for merely wearing the cursed armor, was caught in the horrific explosion and dealt a severe blow.
“Quaaaaagh!!”
After enduring the endless number of undead soldiers and slave soldiers’ self-destruct terror, cracks began to appear in the solid paladins’ troops little by little. And as if they were waiting for them to get tired, huge ogre warriors from behind the undead charged at them with warhammers suitable for their size.
“Hold on!! Hold on!!”
However, when an underground mercenary ogre with strong power launches a domineering offensive in the already cracked camp, a huge crack eventually occurs in the central army. In order to somehow prevent the collapse of the camp, Paladins and Dragonian Knights rush in and begin a fierce battle with them.
“God of the moon!! Courage to your warriors!!”
The priest of the moon, who was silently focusing on countering the enemy’s blessings from behind, prayed to God and bestowed a powerful frenzied blessing on the ogre warriors as if he had waited for their intrusion. Then, the ogre warrior became more insanely powerful. Thanks to this, despite having a strong body mixed with dragon blood, the Dragonian warriors seem to be pushed back little by little by their offensive.
“How is it? It feels like you guys are getting the opposite!!”
Compared to the God of Light, the power of recovery was relatively weak, but in this battle situation, the power of the moon was extremely effective. Lena and Leah, who have seen the power of the gods they believe in properly after a long time, mock their enemies with joyful voices as if they are feeling catharsis. And the same goes for Warlocks and Necromancers who believe in the moon god, and they pour merciless magic attacks into the central crack with more strength.
“You dare…!! I will personally kill you!!”
In the end, the apostle Alvera, unable to see the sight, rushes into the battlefield, emitting an intense aura all over her body. Then she jumps high, like a rocket trying to pierce the sky, then descends at merciless speed, punching her to the ground. And an intense shockwave that spreads everywhere.
Kwaaaaang…!!
When human weapons are put into a chaotic battlefield, the tide of battle begins to turn in an instant. All the evil magic falling from above is blocked with Alvera’s aura, and in a frenzy in the middle of the battlefield, he charges at the ogre wielding a mace and breaks his skull.
“Wow!!
At that overwhelming sight, the warrior of light roars violently as if he had been struggling, and cheers for the great apostle’s achievements. And the followers of the moon begin to bend as if their momentum has risen.
“Today I’ll pull out your roots!!”
