Taimanin

Chapter 16: The Gift of the Hellfire Queen

Boom!

No one was conscious under the baseball bat, and this was the fifth person Omega had knocked unconscious in just half an hour.

Then he squatted down and began to search the other person's pockets, but no matter what valuable things he took out, he would be ignored by him, because it seemed that the only thing in his vision was the word "banknotes".

This was a wise choice. After all, valuable items had to be exchanged before they could be used normally. However, Omega didn't know how to identify them, and if there was a mark of existence mixed in among those items, wouldn't he be exposed on the spot?

The so-called sustainable exhaustion of fish means that before the original appearance is completely broken, it is better to "keep a low profile" as much as possible.

"Huh...this amount should be enough." Omega, who was counting the money in his hand in the alley, suddenly felt a chill on his spine.

Through the reflection of the puddle in front of him, he discovered that a woman with a single color, red, had appeared behind him. No, seeing as she could float in mid-air and had such a strange feeling, she must be a very high-level demon, right?

"Hiss... This is a dead end." Omega said nervously.

"There's nothing wrong with my eyes, human."

The red-haired demon came up behind the other person while talking. The distance of less than a few centimeters allowed the hot breath of the other person to hit the back of the neck directly. In the past, that was something that only girls who were moved by love could express.

"Please tell me frankly," Omega asked as calmly as possible, "What's the matter?"

Snapped.

The demon's arms directly hooked Omega's neck and waist. The strange strength that was completely inconsistent with the appearance of her limbs made the man in her arms unable to move at all.

"Moshimoshi? No need for such a grand ceremony!"

Even though Omega's breathing began to uncontrollably become labored, he had to admit... this woman's breasts were incredibly comfortable! Not only were they round and plump, they were actually several times larger than his head, and the feel was unmatched by anyone else.

If death is the only way for people, then it doesn't seem that it would be difficult for them to escape from such a beautiful woman. ⑴(VII) It's a pity that Omega still has a lot of things to accomplish, and his journey is far from stopping here.

"Oh? I thought you were crying and begging for mercy~" The demon said and it really happened as the other party wished, but the moment she let go, her lips left a mark on Omega's neck.

The sudden kiss made Omega dazed, but soon he felt as if there was a fire running through his body, hot and painful.

hum!

The Digimon actually reacted at this moment? Could it be that—

"Data loading complete, perfect form: Molten Garitamon!"

"It actually worked. It's worth my time saving for so long." The demon nodded with satisfaction. She looked like she came here specifically to cheat.

You have to know that relying on Omega's own strength alone is simply not enough to achieve a complete form, but the data integrity provided by the other party can directly break this barrier. But what is her purpose in doing this? It is truly puzzling.

"Excuse me, who are you? Why are you helping me like this?" Omega asked continuously.

"Use your brain carefully. Can't you even remember this?" The demon said as he reached out and tapped Omega's forehead lightly. Even this ordinary action made the other party's brain suddenly feel as if it was tightened and painful.

"Well...!"

Omega, who fell to his knees, suddenly saw countless single-frame images flashing across his vision. Ninety-nine percent of them showed a flaming wyvern with a tail resembling a holy cross fighting alongside the demon in front of him—and the rest were all records of his passionate lovemaking with it!

They are so real that if Omega raises his hand and tentatively grabs them, the past existence will reappear... Oh well, after all, the heroine is right in front of him. If she wants him to knead them a few times, isn't it just a matter of lifting her body?

"What the hell did you do to me?!"

I don't know how much time passed, but when Omega was able to completely break free from the illusion, the sun that was originally high in the sky had basically set in the west.

But the more crucial point... Damn, there's something wrong with the layout here. Putting aside the fact that it's filled with pink, what are those 'tools' blatantly hanging on the wall?

"Are you scared?" Astaro's hand gently stroked Omega's face back and forth. This scene, which should have been a heartwarming one, seemed particularly strange at this moment.

"Astaroth...Astaroth...The Queen of Hellfire?!" Omega remembered this important figure. Although she did not have the title of the strongest noble in the demon world, she had undoubtedly met the requirements in terms of hard power.

Someone standing at the pinnacle of power like this... shouldn't be someone who just happens to be there, right?

"Don't blame me for not reminding you. If you insist on refusing, I don't mind going to Wuche Academy to pull you out again."

threaten! A solid threat!

Omega wanted to make a comeback, but unfortunately, the strength of his body was nothing compared to Astaro.

His body was constantly being 'eaten away' in the intimacy, his soul and mind corrupted by the increasingly intense erotic atmosphere. If there was anything left in Flame Spear's mind when he was controlled by the Hellfire Queen's hands and thighs, it would probably only be the word 'sexual intercourse', right?

Although he still couldn't figure out why Astaro did this, the erosion of happiness made Omega's mind begin to empty out -

His mouth continuously emitted moans that rose and fell with those of Ya VIII Shan and gradually intertwined with each other, and his flaming spear also began to release the hottest part gradually as time passed.

"Ha... It's so hot that even I can't stand it." Astaro commented as he swallowed the special nutrient solution, "Why don't you just follow me from now on? Of course, I'll give you some reasons you can't refuse... For example, this~"

Astaro quickly unbuttoned her clothes, and her breasts, which had to be supported by her arms, were completely exposed at this moment - the explosive feeling of the scene coupled with Astaro's natural majesty, ordinary people or demons probably couldn't even hold back and get close to it.

Perhaps it was because of this that, even though Astaro may have lived for four figures, her desires had naturally accumulated to four figures, but neither her body nor her body had been stained by any substance.

"Huhu... You've successfully awakened me. So... I hope you can completely fill this deep pit of desire that has accumulated for thousands of years!"

"Wait...I didn't...uhhh...!"

That day, Omega recalled the horror of being pinned down by the Ultimate Juicer.

Chapter 17 o The Hellfire Queen's Love (?)

How long did it last? Omega wanted to know, but he could only focus all his energy on his waist.

If he dared to relax his mental strength even a little, what awaited him would be double the intensity of the exploitation and giving—

The burst of Mi Qing has become a little weaker. You know, this is the amount that once filled Su Jinglei from head to toe into a cream puff, but now it has been basically absorbed into Astaro's body.

Regardless of which 'mouth' it is, the final destination of this semen is to be sent to the digestive system and quickly broken down and absorbed, without even a little bit of it overflowing.

"It seems you are a little exhausted."

Astaro said gently, but the next second her body was raised to the limit and she once again sat completely on Omega's thighs. This stimulation directly caused the latter's hands to leave deep red marks on the Queen of Hellfire's legs again.

"Hehehe... Hahahaha~ But even so, you still want to satisfy me as much as possible~ Omega, Omega... Tell me your real name, so that I can leave a mark on you forever!"

Astaro's current state was really a little crazy. She was shaking her body wildly and giving the flaming spear an unprecedented test; at the same time, she strangled Omega's neck with both hands. She didn't want to kill him, but she found that pain could increase the man's "strength" again.

Was he trying to find relief by piercing his soul and body with the flame spear, or was Omega simply a masochist? Astaro was curious, but there was no need to waste precious time trying to find out the truth.

"Real name... what are you talking about..."

"Don't try to fool me, you cute little guy~"

Hearing Omega's lips trembling as he uttered a few syllables, Astaro was very satisfied and hugged her upper body again.

Omega's body was completely enveloped by the Queen of Hellfire. The ignited "flame" would not harm anything, but it could leave an imprint on the soul and spirit.

Of course, there was physical feedback in the end. On the right side of Omega's neck, there suddenly appeared a pattern that was exactly the same as the one on Astaro's chest.

A black heart with a cross-shaped pattern wrapped inside.

"Hu...Huha...Astaroth..."

Omega's eyes were completely dazed again. He was breathing heavily and was completely addicted to such a wild experience. He even reached out to enjoy the things in front of him that he could not refuse at all.

"I didn't expect you to be so obsessed with this place~ But is this really enough?" Astaro was in a great mood, and she didn't mind letting the current Omega actively enjoy her body.

“Ahhh…I…I want to…!”

Omega kissed the other's snow-white neck as if possessed, and the originally tired Flame Gun recovered immediately - although his hands were a little at a loss as he caressed Astaro's body, his palms soon found the target and used one hand to rub the firm white rabbit that was impossible to grasp, while the other hand stroked Astaro's slender waist to her back and spine.

The overwhelming offensive began again, but this time, Astaro did not choose to absorb every drop as much as possible - changing the taste was important, and besides, being irrigated all over the body was also a pleasant experience.

...

"Ah...!" Omega sat up from the bed in shock. He thought he had had a sweet nightmare, but when he used a mirror to see that there was indeed a black heart pattern on the back of his neck that could not be wiped off, his heart sank immediately.

What is going on? I have never met the Queen of Hellfire before, so why is she giving me cheats and such benefits... Such a sudden phenomenon must be caused by something fishy.

"Forget it, let's first find a way to complete the task that Rinko asked me to do. God knows how many days I've been working on it... ah, my kidneys."

Omega's face showed a bit of pain. He knew that this was the sequelae of overload, but if you asked this guy if he wanted to do it again, there would be a 99% probability that he would choose "yes".

There's no way, who made Astaro so perfect? ​​If she didn't have the status and strength that even the nobles had to respect, she would have been abducted by some LSP long ago.

"Uh... what is this?" When Omega noticed that there was a piece of paper weighed down by a cup of water and a few photos on the cabinet beside the bed, he picked them up without hesitation.

'Those three days were the most enjoyable days I've had recently... No, actually, I should say they were the most enjoyable days I've had so far.

To be honest, there were quite a few men who actively pursued me in the past, but those cowards didn't even have the courage to look me in the eye - so to some extent, I admire you.

And if one day you possess the strength to completely defeat me physically, perhaps then the Queen of Hellfire will finally get the powerful male she has always dreamed of, right?'

The corners of Omega's eyes twitched uncontrollably. It seemed that he was still treating himself as a qualified sexual gratification tool.

However, the power that Astaro mentioned is indeed what Omega is eager to obtain more of. However, it is unclear what level of power can match it.

At least according to current observation records, she can turn an entire city built on an island into a deadly hell with just one move.

"Hmm... With the power of most Perfect Forms, destroying the city shouldn't be a difficult task, but it certainly won't happen in an instant... Tsk, I guess I need to try to speed up."

The photos accompanying the letter were: one of room number '655', one of a half-blurred figure, and judging by the attire, it really looked like the long-lost Mizuki Shiranui. As for the last one...

Omega stuffed it and Astaro's handwritten letter into the inner compartment of his jacket and zipped it up. This wonderful selfie must be preserved - damn it! Who can resist the Queen of Hellfire taking a swimsuit selfie by the lava!

dong dong dong.

"Hello, is anyone else inside? You haven't left the room for three days."

Astala probably didn't pay for herself when she left...Hurry up and run away.

Omega didn't even think twice and just flipped out of the window. Although it was more than ten meters from the ground, it was not worth mentioning to him.

...

What an interesting human being.

On the high platform, Astaro looked down at Omega's departure, and in her hand she still kept the fourth and most special photo -

Omega knelt down on one knee in front of her, and the scene looked like a marriage proposal.

Just looking at the yellowing of the photo, it doesn't seem to be taken recently.

Chapter 18 VIPs in the Brothel

This brothel was actually invested and built by the Nomad Demon Clan? It turns out that those wild guys also know how to make money.

Omega, aided by the amount of cash he had previously taken, was able to successfully strut his way through the main entrance into the rosy building.

But there is a saying that goes, the more gorgeous the appearance, the more likely it is to hide an ugly core, and how many of the women who receive customers here are not forced?

"Oh my, it's our first time meeting you. Do you have any special needs or goals? We're sure we can meet them here."

"Take me to this room."

Omega paid little attention to the green-skinned orc who came up to him. To be honest, it was quite awkward for him to wear a suit with his physique.

But one thing is beyond doubt, that is, this guy is definitely a veteran employee here. Just look at his extremely standard hand-rubbing posture - a total profiteer!

"Oh, this room... I wonder where did you get the information about it?" After hearing the request, the green-skinned orc's expression suddenly became serious.

"From a...very passionate acquaintance." Omega replied after a pause, and he wasn't really lying.

"Then please wait a moment." The green-skinned orc said as he led the other party into a lounge, and then he hurried out.

How strange! Isn't it just a request for a private room? Could it be that the three numbers 655 have some special meaning?

Omega didn't understand much, so he simply started making himself a pot of tea. Anyway, he wasn't afraid of being stood up suddenly.

Boom boom boom——

"puff."

A moment later, Omega felt the entire ground shaking and nearly spit out his tea. Then he saw a demon as big as an ox, whose size made even the green-skinned orcs look a little thin in comparison, walking in from another door.

The Nomad demons can even be given the title of elite.

"H-Hoo... I'm sorry I'm late." The Nomad demon bowed politely. "I hope you didn't keep me waiting."

"Uh...that...no." Omega realized that something was wrong.

After a brief exchange, Omega was able to guess the root of these anomalies - the room number he reported had never appeared in the account book, because it was a "legendary" room that only invited top-level customers could enter.

Well... if we go by Astaro's identity, she does qualify. But I wonder why this Nomad demon thinks she's lucky enough to get lucky?

"When can you take me in?" Omega asked calmly.