An infinite journey starting from paradise

Due to human physiology, very few women can achieve orgasm from being fucked. Most women only experience the psychological thrill of sexual infidelity and a subtle stimulation of the hippocampus in the coccyx from the impact. The rest is just the awkward feeling of being held in.

Fortunately, although witches have similar appearances to humans, their physiological structures are very different. Even on dry land, they can feel the same intensity as on water. As long as the stimulation is appropriate, they can also reach the peak.

The red rope around her legs was untied, her knees grasped, and she was lifted up. Deeper and deeper, faster and faster. The red rope and her flesh trembled together... As if not satisfied enough, Lin Shangren pressed Kara to the ground again. The two bodies overlapped, like wild beasts, entwining madly in a giant cocoon of spider silk and black shadows. He fell, stood up, and then carried her up again. Finally, Lin Shangren grasped Kara's arms and began the final sprint...

Kara couldn't stand steadily. Even after absorbing the white juice that overflowed from her rectum, which contained powerful energy, her strength was unprecedentedly strong, but she was still a little unsteady. On the one hand, it was because her body was twitching uncontrollably, and on the other hand, the girl's juice on the ground under her feet was too slippery.

escape?

Now that she had plenty of strength, as long as she used her poison web and the spider legs hidden under her skin and connected to her ribs, she might still have a chance to escape...

"I can't escape..."

At the moment of climax, Kara unconsciously shot out spider silk from her navel under the intense orgasm, and the spider legs on her back also popped out unconsciously, but were forced back by the man who bullied her from behind. Now, if Lin Shangren hadn't hugged her tightly from behind, Kara might have fallen to the ground due to the convulsions after the climax.

"I...I want to take a shower...Is it ready now? Please...come out."

The sweaty girl seemed to be melting. She pleaded with the man behind her with tears in her eyes, but there was still a bit of lust on her pitiful face, which made people more likely to have evil intentions.

"You are so beautiful." Lin Shangren said softly.

This was what he really thought. Kara's delicate and tender appearance was indeed very alluring, making Lin Shangren unable to resist wanting to get closer to her. However, Lin Shangren, who was in the sage time and had regained his IQ, had more important things to do.

"Maxwell's demon."

The dice of the four beasts rolled again, and Maxwell's demon's ability was activated again.

Within the vision of Maxwell's demon, Lin Shangren carefully observed Kara's body. He could clearly see a vast stream of pure white psychic energy spreading from Kara's body to every part of her body. Against this pure white psychic energy, dark red filaments of energy hidden within her tissues were revealed. The filaments originated within Kara's skull, within her soul, which glowed with a lavender light.

"Chirp~"

From Kara's perspective, the gruff man behind her suddenly and tenderly kissed her forehead. But what Lin Shangren did was more than just a kiss. From Maxwell's demon's perspective, he was peeling away the dark red psychic energy that enveloped Kara's soul.

"Zheng!"

A massive black cocoon, woven from poisonous webs and shadows, was suddenly pierced by eight sharp, pitch-black spider legs and torn apart. However, it wasn't the Spider Witch Kara who tore through the cocoon, but Lin Shangren. He had sprouted giant spider legs, identical to Kara's, from his back, and his forehead had also begun to sprout pitch-black spider eyes. However, before the eyes could even take shape, they shattered and dissipated. Lin Shangren simply retracted the spider legs into his body, fusing them with his ribs.

"I've got the same Eight Spider Lance as Hydrogen Man." Lin Shangren snapped his fingers. "But it's really not that powerful. It can only be used for cosplay and paired with my Spider-Sense. As for spinning silk, I don't want to wear a belly-baring outfit."

After the previous experiment, Lin Shangren had confirmed that the witches' power did not belong to them, but came from the red spiritual energy that enveloped their souls. Apart from this, the witches were basically no different from ordinary human women.

After absorbing the dark red psychic energy from the witches' souls, he gained the same abilities as them. As for whether this ability held hidden traps or harbored sinister intentions, Lin Shangren wasn't too worried. This was partly due to Ashelo's support, and partly due to his body's reaction after absorbing the red psychic energy: the demonic horns and spider eyes that characterized witches failed to take root in Lin Shangren's body, clearly indicating that Maxwell's demon was filtering the energy as it absorbed it.

Therefore, Lin Shangren is not weak at all.

"The witches were once human. Judging from Kara's memory fragments, they must come from all over the world: the dark-skinned tomboy Irene is Chinese, the athletic and beautiful Gloria looks like a Mao Mei, and the Spider-Girl, who habitually uses honorifics, seems Japanese... Someone transformed them into witches. The witches have lost their original memories. Perhaps the degree of memory loss is related to the number of times they have been 'reborn'?"

This is inferred based on the fact that Isabel gave birth to herself after her death and eventually became an ignorant child.

"Witches possess immortal bodies. Even if they die, they will be reborn from their own bodies. This is why, even though many witches have been killed by the Zhimen Organization, the system still requires the redemption of all 26 witches.

Twenty-six witches, twenty-six powers. If I absorb all of them, I'm going to go straight from a mechanical monster to a numerical monster. The thought of it makes me a little excited.

However, before that, we must first identify the mastermind behind this and understand their motives. The key to success lies in the Zhimen Organization and that Bishop Niko. Or perhaps we could target the witches' source...? Kidnapping twenty-six beautiful women from around the world isn't a small crime... well... it doesn't seem to be a major one either.

The most urgent thing is to deal with that Zhimen organization first... No, the most urgent thing is..."

"Boom~"

With a crisp piston sound, the connected Lin Shangren and Kara finally separated. Having had a large amount of her spiritual energy drained away by Lin Shangren, Kara once again fell into a weakened state. Or rather, her body had returned to its original human state. Only her powerful self-healing ability remained; all other powers and abilities vanished.

Losing connection, Kara slipped and fell directly into a puddle of honey on the ground. The little girl finally broke down and burst into tears.

Looking at the white body crying, Lin Shangren's desire was aroused again. Raping a pure and innocent girl in the mud, this kind of thing...

"It's better not to bully her."

Lin Shangren shook his head, lifted Kara with his shadow, and then held her in his arms. The shadow extended, and within a kilometer of the area, there happened to be several luxury apartments specially prepared for the wealthy tourists who came to the Kanto Evil Street for fun. It was still early before dawn, so he decided to go there first to give the girl in his arms a bath and discuss the master-servant contract.

"Loop, teleport."

Chapter 205: The Bathroom: A Sustainable Exhaustion

In Jiashi City, Guandong Xiefa Street, there is a club that looks quite luxurious.

This place was built specifically for those who came to the Guandong Evil Street for fun, aiming to provide them with high-quality food and accommodation services so that they could rest comfortably after raping girls, gambling huge sums of money, and slaughtering people with their own hands. It was like the guest rest area in the movie "Hostel" series.

Lin Shangren and Kara are now in a luxurious suite on the top floor of this building.

The bodies of the original owner of the suite and his bodyguards were lying in the living room of the suite, while Lin Shangren and Kara were washing themselves in the bathroom of the suite.

Steam rose in the bathroom, filling the air with smoke. The hot, humid steam was mixed with the refreshing aroma of lavender. Lin Shangren and Kara's bodies pressed together, alternating in the jacuzzi, the hot water engulfing them.

Bathing with beautiful girls was nothing new to Lin Shangren. However, before, the girls had always diligently served his body, using their lips, teeth, and tongues to soothe the desire surging between his legs, or rubbing and massaging his back with their breasts, soaked in soap bubbles and essential oils. Whether flat-chested or not, each had its own unique feeling and charm. He rarely had the opportunity to personally massage and wash a girl's body like he did now.

Lin Shangren squeezed some pink shower gel into his palms, spreading the foam evenly over Kara's soft body. He squeezed and kneaded her breasts, greedily admiring the details of Kara's delicate form. Her skin was smooth as snow, pointed like cherry blossoms, with only a few black moles dotting her white neck and the base of her right breast. The hair between her legs was dense and dark, a sign of intense yet restrained desire. While her small butt could be grasped in one hand, the feel was definitely worth it. The proportions of her hips and body confirmed the promise of Kara's still-developed peach-shaped bottom.

As Lin Shangren kneaded and caressed her, Kara tilted her head back, enjoying the hot water pouring over her delicate body and the man's caress. Under the impact and stimulation of the hot water, Lin Shangren vaguely felt Kara's charming, perky breasts swelling, the red bean-sized tips becoming firmer and more upturned. Her sobs had long since turned into panting breaths filled with desire.

Holding such a beautiful young girl in his arms, he could resist picking her up and fucking her hard, which only shows that Lin Shangren has very strong self-control under normal circumstances... Well, his self-control is not that strong. His big purple hat has emerged from the water like the Loch Ness Monster, staring angrily at the stream between Kara's buttocks, eager to try.

Lin Shangren suddenly grabbed Kara’s wrist and let her hold his handle: “Do me a favor, use your hand, or use here.”

Lin Shangren grabbed Kara's hand and pressed his thing against her labia.

"Not there!"

Kara's body trembled noticeably.

"I...use my hands to help you."

Feeling the girl's clumsy palm stroking, Lin Shangren smiled with satisfaction. He gently licked the compound eye on Kara's forehead and asked curiously, "Can you see anything here? Or is it just a decoration?"

"You can see things... Don't lick there, it's itchy."

"That's it, okay then."

Since Lin Shangren did not swallow Kara's soul whole, but only absorbed the red psychic energy on the surface of her soul, some of the red psychic energy remained in her body, so her animal characteristics as a spider witch were still retained on her body, including two pairs of compound eyes of different sizes on her forehead, spider feet connected to her ribs, and a belly button that could spray spider silk.

Lin Shangren was somewhat curious. If he injected the Miqing fluid into Kara's body again, would her strength return to its peak state? If so, wouldn't he be able to use these witches as "reserve energy" to continuously drain the pond for fish?

"What a despicable personality, suck! If I added a signature ahoge to my head, I'd be paying homage to the invincible bitch Xie Bai. Luckily, I don't have a split personality...

But this experiment is still worth a try. It would be a shame if these witches with special abilities were just...”

Thinking this way, Lin Shangren intensified his stimulation of Kara. After a while, he felt a warm, wrapped feeling and a slight sucking sensation coming from the top of his lower body. It turned out to be Kara. While stroking Lin Shangren's thing, she instinctively rubbed her labia with Lin Shangren's thing. In the warm bath water, the sticky nectar stretched out thick white silk threads...

……

At the same time, the building of the Zhimen organization.

The main force of mercenaries and several witches who came back to support were dealing with the aftermath in the building.

"I was only out for a short while, and my house was robbed," the Pangolin Witch Sita said playfully. "I went out hunting, and the prey I caught was stolen. Even my nest was messed up. Today's gains really didn't make up for the losses. I don't know if Isabel can catch that little spider. If she fails, then we'll really lose everything tonight."

Beside Sita, the mermaid witch Irene coldly watched the demonic maggots devouring the corpse of their own kind. These monsters, which looked like a cross between humans and insects, were already hideous, and the sight of them devouring the corpses of their own kind was even more disgusting.

However, Irene had witnessed even more disgusting scenes: the demonic maggots using their slime-covered tentacles and human remains to abuse Irene's own kind, torturing the witches. The mere sight of them engaging in sexual activity with such half-rotten flesh would make a normal person vomit, not to mention the demonic maggots devouring the witches' internal organs, ultimately dismantling, devouring, and digesting them.

When Irene first joined the Zhimen Organization, she once saw the demon maggots executing the witch through the monitor. At that time, Sita and Sandy were standing beside her, and the situation was just like now.

"Ahh, that sounds very reluctant."

"The feeling of despair of having one's will worn out and one's body ravaged was conveyed very well to this side."

The witches Sandy and Sita, who witnessed this scene, smiled happily. Sandy licked her lips, and her lips shone with lust.

"...It's so tragic."

The witch, Irene, who was forced to witness this scene, had displeasure written all over her beautiful face, and her slightly narrowed eyes contained unspeakable disgust and unconcealable fear.

Seeing her fellow lesbians being toyed with, destroyed, and ravaged, facing such a miserable scene, Irene could not feel the same indifferent pleasure as Sandy and Sita. She could not do it.

"Look, Irene! This is the fate of a witch, the retribution for being female. All women in this world, especially beautiful women, are like this," Sandy whispered in Irene's ear. "They deserve to be ravaged, abused, and humiliated... to live with this fear forever."

Irene felt the same way. Walking down the streets of Kanto's Evil Mage, she could see in the gazes of the men passing by a desire far more terrifying than anything else. Even though she could easily kill them, the aggressive desire in their eyes still made her feel incredibly uncomfortable.

But, despite this, she still couldn't agree with Sandy's statement: "We are all witches, why do we have to hunt other witches? Why..."

"Because it's the only way to get rid of the fear of being a female."

Sandy interrupted Erin's questioning and put his arm around Erin's shoulders affectionately. Then, while playing with her hair with his fingers, he whispered:

"Become a hunter, and you won't be hunted. As a female, take the initiative to abuse females. That's the only way to live with peace of mind."

This is obviously a fallacy.

But Irene, who was tongue-tied and had no values ​​of her own, didn't know how to refute.

Sandy pursed his lips and smiled, as if mocking Irene's hesitation. Meanwhile, Sita, standing beside him, added fuel to the fire: "Hey, Irene. Don't you think so? We can't leave this damn city. All we can do is aimlessly destroy things, have sex with human men, and engage in petty quarrels with others of our kind. What's the difference between us and feral cats? So, instead of living in fear as the hunted, why not become the predator? Do you really want to pursue the meaning of life?"

"The meaning of life..."

If the witches were in a world outside the shelf market where there is still hope, if they had seen the bright side of human society, then they might be able to find the meaning of their lives, pursue delicious food and beautiful scenery, make friends, pursue love, and use their abilities to realize social value - step by step walking through the ladder of Maslow's hierarchy of needs, from "physiological needs" all the way to "self-realization needs."

However, they were born in the cesspool of this sinful city, with no one to guide them or show them the other side of the world. Therefore, most witches would go astray and then gallop along the wrong path.

Irene is one of the few witches who thinks about the meaning of life. She does not indulge in desires, but chooses to live a self-disciplined life.

However, if living has no reason or meaning from the beginning, then such self-restraint is not only futile, but even ridiculous, like a farce without an audience.

"Since living is meaningless, I might as well become a perpetrator. At least this way I won't get hurt."

So, Irene joined Sandy's team and became an assistant in witch hunting.

The memory ends.

Looking at the demonic maggots devouring the corpses of their own kind, Irene suddenly said something without context: "Someone rescued them."

"Huh? What did you say?" Sita asked in confusion.

Irene didn't reply, lost in thought. She knew that the witch named Gloria had always been against them, always trying to rescue those they had captured. But the question was, who was the strange man who had rescued Gloria and Alison? He was fighting for his life with Gloria one moment, but the next moment he was helping an enemy bound by demonic maggots. Why did he do this?

"What's going on with that guy?"

Chapter 206: Even if you are so strong, do you still need to go through the plot?

On the east side of Guandong Xiefa Street, in the heart of the old Jiashi City, with the former core station as its center, the blocks extend to the north and south. In this original commercial district stands a particularly eye-catching building:

A fifty-story cylindrical building, housing not only commercial facilities but also expansive residential space, began construction nine years ago. Had it been completed, it would undoubtedly have become a landmark in the city. Unfortunately, an incident seven years ago brought construction to a halt.

This unfinished building, the largest in the city, has become the city's greatest den of evil. Nearly a thousand people of all stripes occupy its interior. Drug dealers, addicts, armed groups, prostitution rings, and human traffickers occupy different floors, with distinct social classes rising from low to high. And at the very top resides the king of this despicable city. He has neither throne nor crown, but at his command, this city of sin erupts into chaos.

His name is Zhimen, a yellow-skinned man of unknown nationality. Everything about his background is a mystery. A member of the Singaporean mafia, a Burmese drug lord, a Taiwanese gangster, the founder of a South Korean cult, or perhaps even the handmaiden of a Japanese politician—Zhimen's identity remains a mystery.

Judging from his appearance alone, he was a short, unassuming man in his fifties. His muscles, while still well-developed, had flabby appearances due to age, and he had some bald spots on his head, though they weren't too noticeable. His suit, though a custom-made Italian creation, looked rather shabby and shabby on him. He seemed to lack the aura of a king ruling a city of crime. He even lacked the intimidating presence of Oswald from the American TV series "Gotham."

However, he is indeed the official ruler of this city.

On the top floor of the building, three witches: Sandy, Sita and Irene came to the Gate to report.

"Casino No. 6 was destroyed, its guests slaughtered, and the witch Alison was rescued. The perpetrators were the witch Gloria and a strange, unidentified man," Irene reported coldly. "The man was very fast. He escaped with the severely injured Gloria and Alison before confronting me or Theta."

“He ran away.”

Zhimen murmured. His voice was a little unclear, without any surprise or exclamation.

"It would be nice if we could catch it again. Even though we lost a rabbit, Sandy caught a cat. And Isabel could bring back a spider later. If the guard at number six hadn't urgently called for our help, Irene and I could have caught a dragonfly tonight!"

"Bastard!"

The moment he heard Sita's nonchalant answer, Zhimen punched her in the face without warning: "You idiot! And you!"

Zhimen pointed at Sandy who was standing nearby and said, "You're sending out all the troops without leaving any guards? You bastard, you have no brains!"

Then, he threw a second and third punch, his eyes wide open, his face flushed, as if he was raging and unable to control himself. His weak fists naturally couldn't hurt Sandy and Sita. But being beaten so recklessly still aroused their anger.

Irene watched all this coldly from the side. If they wanted to, they could easily turn Zhimen into a pool of meat paste. However, they finally suppressed their anger.

“Haa…haa…” Zhimen panted, rubbed his scraped fist, and spat at them contemptuously, “Get lost, you losers. Take good care of the prey we caught today!”

The witches, left aside, wordlessly left the sight of the gate. The three of them walked silently in the deserted corridor. After a moment, Irene, who had been the most composed, broke the silence: "You're so impressed with your temper that you were able to hold it in just now."

These words were half joking and half teasing, and were said to Sita. As her partner, Irene knew her temper best.

"Heh." Sita snorted coldly and did not answer.

Sandy said, "I've thought before, is it necessary to listen to that old man? If he makes us angry, wouldn't it be better to just kill him? But...what will happen if we kill him? Will we go back to our previous life of aimless destruction?

We have to rely on this guy to maintain an amusement park where we can do whatever we want. Even if we can kill him and replace him with someone else, it will be troublesome enough.

Besides, have you forgotten what happened that first year? Fearing us, all the humans fled the city. We were left alone in this dead city, with no food, no fun... If we don't cooperate with the humans, this inescapable prison will become even more boring. I don't want to live a life that boring."

Sandy's words seemed to make sense, and the simple-minded Sita agreed with them, but Irene sensed something wrong: perhaps Sandy, the most powerful of the known witches, was indeed afraid of that seemingly ordinary middle-aged human.

"Let's go." Sandy put her arms on the shoulders of Irene and Sita, who were one head and two heads shorter than her respectively. "Go pick up Xiao? Or go play with the little white cat I caught? I can lend you my 'cat toy'~"

Sandy thrust her hips, and the zipper between her buttocks suddenly jumped open, revealing her thick, hairy private parts. Then her already thick, saffron-colored flesh bud suddenly swelled, and in just a breath, it grew into a real one.