Chapter 137 – 41. The Inquisitor Is Also a Woman (3)
Inquisitor Carmiel, commonly known as Unit 3, crouched in the darkness and prayed in silence. Why doesn’t the God of Heaven answer prayers?
‘Lord. Why is there no answer?’
Your daughter is suffering like this.
Your children are being abused like this.
Why do you stand by?
However, her sincere agony was being used as a flash by a barbarian watching CCTV. How can a man not hit his daughter when the saint who was looking for her god lies down on the floor with her hair down, exposing her curves?
“Wow. It’s good.”
“Woof. Whoop. Wow.”
“Unit 2. What choice do you think Unit 3 will make?”
The savage took the head of her No. 2 and pressed it down. Every time her soft lips brushed over her glans and touched her cheek, she felt pleasure. Such a perfect and sassy female turned into an onahole!
“If you continue to be a saint, you will end up becoming goblin food… “It doesn’t seem like it to me.”
People who were absorbed in religion often had emotional deficiencies. This was the same even in another world where gods existed, so mainly people who had unsatisfied emotions in life became priests. Not to mention someone who served as an Inquisitor like Carmiel.
“So it looks very sturdy at first, but eventually the more you poke at it, the more it collapses. Even Carmiel has changed incredibly compared to the beginning, right? If you poke at it a little more, it will come over completely. And he will prepare a show for me.”
Unit 2 felt fear as it saw Carmiel suffering. She really didn’t know that if Carmiel worked her tail off to win her barbarian’s favor, she might push him out and take her lover’s place.
‘No. That much.’
Whenever she gets stressed out, she vents her anger by tormenting Carmiel. Now, if Carmiel decides to corrupt her female…
‘We have to stop it somehow!’
Unit 2 sucked Savage’s balls even more carefully, deliberately squeezing her tear ducts. To act as pitiful and miserable as possible.
The barbarian was laughing.
Anticipating every situation.
* * *
“You asked to meet me?”
“… Okay. “Young priest.”
Unit 2 Karmiel requested a meeting with her Unit 0 Adele, and she was able to meet with her in solitary confinement. She had a sense of connection with people she had once been religious with.
“… How are you doing these days?”
“You want to know what it feels like to surrender to a barbarian?”
…
In her mind, she may have already made a decision.
“It sucks.”
“… “
“Do you think it would feel good to throw away everything precious I had and become a tool for someone else’s sex? No matter how you rationalize it, it’s a really shitty thing.”
Grrrr.
The girl with her big breasts trembled.
“But… “
“… “
“But if you don’t give in, you will suffer much more. But you know we can’t die, right? Rather, they will receive much more terrible punishment and suffer even more.”
It was an illusion. It was believed that the girl who lived coquettishly in front of barbarians had adapted to reality in her own way.
“It’s easier to just give up.”
“… “
“At least more than now.”
Unit 0 stood up. After becoming the barbarian’s Onahol, her material support became very wealthy, and these days she can freely enjoy her luxury and mistreat others.
“Right. Her divine power still remains.”
“How is that possible?”
“Because the barbarian is my new god.”
“!”
What does that mean? Are you saying that sacred spells weren’t given by the heavenly gods? No matter how strong the barbarians are, they are not as strong as the gods, so how do they cast divine spells?
“I think it was faith, not God, that gave the order. In that sense, I am thinking of founding the Two-Handed Sword Self-Cult in the future. How about if Carmiel becomes the Pope of the Self-Cult? “I will be a prophet and an apostle.”
Unit 3 hated Unit 0 so much for smiling brightly and making an absurd proposal. As someone who serves God, how can he be so shameless? Is it possible to be so comfortable and happy living in the arms of barbarians?
…
And the next day,
Carmiel agreed to the creation of the Two-Handed Sword Self-Cult. Of course, unlike the less educated Inquisitors like Unit 0, he chose the more formal title of Barbarian Penis Bridge.
* * *
“What. “Am I the second coming of Jesus?”
“Jesus… What is it?”
“There is a demigod in my neighborhood.”
As Yaman watched the scene displayed by Unit 3 at the contest site, he was reminded of his hometown for the first time in a while. It is said that Jesus Christ was a good man, but he said that all those who claimed to be Jesus Christ were trash assholes. Therefore, it was time for him to become a scumbag.
‘Well, something new.’
The conquerors of Earth’s history may have played similarly. Genghis Khan had over 50 wives, so did he bring them as pure love? It can’t be!
“Ruler. Everyone bow down naked and praise the coming of the great God!”
Carmiel, dressed in lewd clothes that revealed her bare skin, approached the captured girls. At her betrayal, the female believers who originally believed in the goddess of heaven were shocked and scared and did not know what to do.
At that time,
“Apostate!”
A brave girl said. No, she was not a girl, but an adult who had just passed her twentieth birthday.
Her body type was legit loli!
“My faith endures through any ordeal—Eup!”
“Good. “Let’s start worship with you.”
The barbarian mercilessly threw the brave girl upside down on her desk. When the carefully woven nun skirt was lifted, the audience gasped! He then showed signs of excitement. Here, her expression became grim as he strangled her slender neck with his right hand.
“Huh!”
“Carmiel. Are you a chef?”
“Yes?”
“It’s lovely that you prepare such a sumptuous feast. “She’s like a mop, but I want to fuck her again.”
“I would be honored if you could eat it anytime.”
“Okay, okay. But since I have to fuck this bitch, I’m rubbing my tits against my dick.”
“Yep.”
The barbarian measured the freshness of the young nun captured by Carmiel. Since she trusted Carmiel mentally, she is shaken by her sense of betrayal. And because she lacks experience in the world, she is timid and intimidated no matter what she does!
In other words, she is a hen taken to the slaughterhouse!
It’s like a fish flopping around on a cutting board!
“You damned demon! I am afraid of you──”
Two-handed sword.
Loading.
Charge.
“Kaaaaack!”
The ferocious Yukbong tore into the raw flesh of a nun who did not know the man. The nun’s face contorted in fear and pain looked delicious. The savage puts a lot of pressure on her thighs and she pushes harder. Every time I heard her crackling sound, I felt like hot liquid was spilling on the pepper.
“Aaaaa! I like virgin blood dogs!!!!!!!!!!”
“Kyaahkkkk!”
The fatal problem of Ona Holdeul was that although it was good that she was an outstanding beauty, if she kept picking on her, she would eventually get tired of it. So she had already collected Ona Holes up to Unit 6, but the problem was that no matter how many times she tried them, she eventually got sick of them. A sumptuous feast lasts only a day or two, and if you eat caviar every day, you’ll get sick of it!
“Kkkk! But fresh females, even if they are common, are damn delicious!”
The nun who was being eaten held her cross necklace with both hands and prayed in a distorted voice. The savage’s two-handed sword cock surged even stronger at such a provocative sight, and he grabbed her by the waist and started fucking her at will. Soon enough, the nun’s screams changed from pleasure to pain.
“Help me! Save me! Save me! Ahhhhh!”
“Who killed it? Let’s have fun together!”
Puck! Puck! Puck! Puck!
“If it goes on like this, ahhh, ahhh, ahhh!”
“Kkkk. “Do you think you will die a happy death?”
A level 1 nun cannot withstand the pounding of a strong barbarian over level 50. Of course, she could have been killed by a barbarian… He was now continuing to test the nun’s faith.
Will she apostatize and accept his cock as a new god, or will she stick to her old beliefs and suffer her death?
“Khahahahahahahaha!”
The barbarian chuckled and began to strangle her nun. She tried to squeak out her words, but the savage wouldn’t let go of her throat to let her open her mouth. Eventually, as the creaking of her loins became more severe, her nun’s face also turned red, and her whole body shook with the fear of her death. In her final struggle before death, the savage fucked her without mercy, enjoying it with her whole body.
Then.
Pawgak.
Finally, her hip bone broke.
Pajijik.
Her cervical vertebrae were also broken.
Her nun’s eyes went wide, and the savage squirted her double-handed sword cock, spraying a load of cum all over her still hot head. Then she took the cross necklace and stuffed it in her mouth.
“Ruler. “Where is your goddess now?”
Giggling.
The barbarian smiled and looked at the other nuns.
They looked at the two-handed sword, trembling with indescribable fear and disgust.
‘Okay. This is the new god.’
Looking at it,
Carmiel laughed.
I’m not the only one being corrupted.
Are you okay. This happened because of an incompetent goddess.
