Void Beetle Evolution Guide

“My master, you may not have noticed, but these two wooden houses are connected to each other by ropes and hung on Skalosh’s back. If the ropes are cut, both wooden houses will fall down at the same time.”

Cassiopeia smiled, lowering her voice, "That also means that if there's any movement on the other side, it'll be transmitted through the rope. So whatever naughty things you and Kasha are doing over there, I'll know everything~"

With a sharp "smack," the Wild Hunt's large hand mercilessly slapped Cassiopeia's buttocks. Instead of getting angry, she excitedly wiggled her hips in response, just like a female dog in heat, sticking her buttocks out when slapped.

The only person who would go to such lengths to please him without regard for the consequences is Cassiopeia. The Wild Hunt only mentioned that she could provide some change of pace with his service, and she immediately tried to give him something new, completely forgetting her persona as a noble lady.

"So, do you want me to do to you everything I did to Kaisa?" The Wild Hunt, eager for a kill, trembled proudly.

"I want it! I want it! I dressed up like this just to gain Master's favor. Doing naughty things with Master is Cassiopeia's happiest moment!"

Cassiopeia wrapped her legs tightly around the Wild Hunt's waist, using the leverage to sit up and nuzzle her head affectionately against the Wild Hunt's chest, as if trying to leave her mark on his heart.

If the veil hadn't covered her mouth, she probably would have already started licking it.

The beauty took the initiative to throw herself into his arms, and the mad hunter naturally took her in. His restless fingers slid down her beautiful back, along her spine, and into her plump buttocks, opening up the jewelry chain. He then used his middle finger to press against her tight anus and massaged her perianal area with a little force.

This is also a relatively sensitive area. The sensation of the foreign object entering caused Cassiopeia to forcefully lift her buttocks and tighten her anus. The pressure generated around her was so great that the Wild Hunt's fingers could not extricate themselves. The tightened muscles suddenly enveloped the center of her plump buttocks.

"Master, would you like to try something new?" Cassiopeia whispered seductively in Wild Hunt's ear, "Clear the earlier levels first, and I'll let you put them in the later ones~"

"Heh." Wild Hunt slapped her hard again, leaving a gradually reddening handprint on her plump buttocks. "You're completely mine. I can do whatever I want with you. What if I were to shove the beaded string into your ass right now?"

Wild Hunt himself wasn't interested in developing his anus; he just wanted to see how much Cassie could accept him.

He admitted that he treated Kasha and Cassiopeia differently. With the latter, he could completely disregard her and pin her down without considering whether she would be uncomfortable, indulging his lust to the fullest.

If it weren't for Kaisa's preference for wilder interactions and her slight pain phobia, their relationship would probably have been a tender and innocent love story.

“No problem.” Cassiopeia didn’t mind at all. She looked infatuated, her eyes almost slits, as she poured out her heart with tender affection. “Cassiopeia didn’t force herself. As long as Master is happy, I am willing to do anything for Master.”

Love doesn't necessarily have to be a mutual attraction of hormones; it can also be a relentless process of self-taming. Cassiopeia understood the word "fellowship" most deeply, and the rest of her life revolved entirely around serving the Wild Hunt.

"Go ahead and have some fun with Cassiopeia. I can't wait to show everyone how intense my love for my master is... Oh, it's overflowing!"

Upon hearing this, Wild Hunt looked out the window as if he had a premonition.

In the wooden hut on the other side of Skarash, Sefi stared at them with wide, dark blue vertical pupils, his incredulous gaze as if he had caught his spouse having sex with someone else.

It turned out she was showing him off to her sisters; the Wild Hunt immediately understood. Although Cassiopeia spoke sincerely, he still decided to punish this wicked woman.

"Very well! You dared to scheme against me!" Grabbing Cassiopeia's shoulders, Wild Hunt slammed her back to the ground, mercilessly gripping her neck. "Then let others see just how hard you've tried!"

So what if he was seen? A man won't back down just because his harem is on fire. He ignored the jealous Sephie for now and first removed Cassiopeia's jeweled thong. (The rest of the text appears to be nonsensical and unrelated to the initial statement.)

The gemstones on it gleamed brightly, submerged in the overflowing love fluid, as if they had been polished for years. The Wild Hunt ignored them and tossed them onto Cassiopeia's face, then her cherry-like lips opened and closed, as if breathing for her, as if she were being choked.

Cassiopeia was a little out of breath, but she was still smiling, her dazed gaze unable to leave Wild Hunt, her mind calming as she felt the male root push through the layers of folds and sink deep inside, their bodies deeply joined together amidst the panting of a wild beast.

Overjoyed, she released her grip on the Wild Hunt's wrist and opened her arms to him: "Come, come! At this moment when destiny is about to be revealed, dance with Cassiopeia! My destined one~~"

Chapter 396 Saifei's Longing Eyes

Sephie was very dissatisfied with Cassiopeia's arrangement, knowing full well that she was large, yet still making her squeeze into such a small wooden house.

She was certain the room wasn't even as tall as her waist when she stood up; it was practically a giant birdcage.

She couldn't straighten her legs, and even when sitting, her head was touching the floor. She could only feel a little more comfortable by putting her legs out of the window, but it was still very cramped.

If it weren't for the intense sun outside, she would have sat on Skalosh's back. However, because the black stockings absorbed heat, her legs gradually became hot as well.

Sephie had to pull her legs back and spray some water mist to warm them up. She looked at the person who had arranged for her to stay in the bird's nest with a reproachful gaze, only to find that Cassiopeia was getting intimate with the Wild Hunt, who had appeared out of nowhere.

what's the situation?

She was stunned, her gaze fixed on him like a magnet.

The Wild Hunt had just given her the ultimate pleasure in life when it abandoned her and ran off to Icathia.

During that time, she was extremely thirsty and used alcohol bottles to vent her longing and console herself.

Now that he's back, he doesn't look for her right away, but instead starts messing around with other women?

The dragon had a terrible temper. Sephie was furious and wanted to scold that bastard, but she was held back by the lewd scene and couldn't open her mouth.

To be honest, Wild Hunt had been avoiding her before, so she had never seen anything like this before. She was filled with curiosity and couldn't help but start learning.

Cassiopeia was pinned down by the Wild Hunt, her neck gripped by his. Her legs were wrapped around his waist, her hips arched to meet his thrusts, allowing him to move his body, penetrating her core again and again. The junction between her lower abdomen and hips displayed a beautiful curve, and even the trembling of her hips was clearly visible.

Then, Wild Hunt tore the thin veil from her chest and threw it out the window, where it was instantly swept away by the hot wind. Sephie's heart also drifted away with it.

She hadn't expected that seeing human intercourse from a third-person perspective would be so impactful, even more exciting than when she herself was doing it.

At that time, she was completely immersed in the sea of ​​desire and couldn't remember any of the details. She just felt so comfortable that she was about to ascend to heaven and had an unforgettable experience.

Watching other women writhe and submit beneath the mad hunter, Saifei gradually recalled every single movement. A surge of emotion coursed through her, and she pulled her pair of shapely legs, clad in black stockings, back from the outside, placing them against either side of the window.

He then reached down to his thighs, kneading the garden entrance forcefully through the thin barrier, imprinting a plump and full shape, in order to relieve his pent-up desires.

On the other side, Cassiopeia seemed to have seen her. She guided the Wild Hunt to change positions again, burying her head in the pillow and raising her buttocks high, supporting his entire weight with her slender waist.

In this position, Sephie cannot see the Wild Hunt's manhood, but she can imagine in her mind the ferocious, rough, and powerful groin between his legs, filled with a sense of hardness and strength, through the incredibly bouncy waves of his breasts and buttocks, as she continuously whips the beautiful woman beneath her, who is experiencing ecstasy.

Cassiopeia's ample bosom bounced and drooped with each impact, the beaded curtain swaying back and forth, exuding a stunning beauty.

After the passionate juices soaked through the spear, they dripped down and flowed incessantly down her fair thighs. Under the relentless onslaught of the mad hunter, her pair of plump, fleshy peaches were soon covered in glistening oil.

Sephie couldn't help but swallow; the saliva in her mouth, like that in Cassiopeia's lower mouth, was almost overflowing without her realizing it.

At the same time, she felt increasingly anxious. Why could other women enjoy such bliss while she could only watch others' happiness and project it onto herself to console herself?

With a "rip," she roughly tore open the area between her pantyhose legs, revealing her smooth, supple skin, and without hesitation, she probed her fingers deep into her garden, massaging it thoroughly.

"Master, she can't hold back any longer. Let's change positions so she can see more clearly."

Cassiopeia covered her mouth and chuckled, pushing Wild Hunt down onto the blanket, then straddling his dripping thighs. She wanted to continue, but considering Kasha's feelings, she decided to stop while she was ahead and take a slower, more gradual approach.

She lifted the penis, which was covered in fluid and foam, and easily inserted it into the already aroused vagina. Then she had the mad hunter spread her buttocks, displaying this extremely lewd live sex show to Sephiroth's eyes.

Enjoying the envious gazes behind her that seemed to want to devour her alive, Cassiopeia pushed her hips even harder, her scarlet hair swaying wildly, her snowy buttocks sometimes rising and falling, sometimes swinging violently, squeezing out as much essence as possible.

The bodies that were intercourse were so nakedly displayed in front of her, and Saifei's mind exploded!

Every time she saw the ginseng disappear into the plump buttocks, her heart tightened. Not only was it the ink-wash painting of the stick thrusting back and forth in the crevice, but even the pair of bells seemed to dance clearly before her eyes.

"Help... This is too crazy..." Mei Youxiang Meimei Wo Kong Ni Lin Zaizai Meinei...

Saifei's legs were spread wide apart, and her fingers were probing between her legs, thrusting wildly. The sound of splashing water echoed in her mind, and the blanket beneath her was already soaked through.

Sefie only recently discovered that she gets wet all over when she climaxes. If she hadn't met the Wild Hunt, she probably would never have known that her body had this little switch for pleasure.

Seeing Sephiroth's heavily soaked body from a few meters away, and being so intensely exploited by Cassiopeia, Wild Hunt felt a tingling sensation in his waist, his scrotum contracted sharply, and he grabbed Cassiopeia's big, honeyed buttocks and poured a full cup of milk into her.

Then they sent her to the clouds and gave the dragon head a good wash.

Cassiopeia tucked her messy long hair behind her ear, intending to let Wild Hunt suck up the last bit of food he hadn't expelled, to clean him up completely. Wild Hunt, however, said it wasn't necessary and went directly to Sephiroth's side to comfort the long-awaiting Great Mother Dragon.

This time, he did not manifest human form, as the cramped space could no longer accommodate him. Instead, he controlled his armor to extend several tentacles, which respectively wrapped around Sephiroth's thick and powerful limbs and well-defined waistline, and then tightly constricted his neck and a pair of huge headlights, causing Sephiroth to feel obvious swelling and pain.

She felt as if she were being entangled by a giant deep-sea octopus, its tentacles coated in slippery mucus, carrying the sultry scent of its past encounters with other women, and were being shoved deep into her throat without warning. Not only was her chest firmly gripped by suction cups, but her lower body was also being attacked—a sensation far thicker than a finger but ten times more pleasurable. The wildly hunting tentacles throbbed and contracted incessantly within her passage, repeatedly reaching her very core.

Once inside, her body began to secrete large amounts of fluid rapidly, as if it were leaking water. It was as if two tentacles were constantly pouring water into the leaky container, and whatever was poured in would flow out in the same amount.

Saifei didn't dislike it at all; on the contrary, she enjoyed sucking on it immensely, swallowing with a "glug-glug" sound.

Both mouths worked together, one squeezing out the most intense fluids while the other cast a provocative glance at Cassiopeia, silently displaying their most lewd states to see who could be more uninhibited.

If she can't roll upwards with Kaisa, then she'll roll downwards with Bicasiopeia; after all, dragons don't really have any sense of shame.

He's usually lazy and good-for-nothing, always trying to shirk responsibility. He frequently bullies his own kind, occasionally shows off a little, and does whatever he wants anytime, anywhere—that's the fun of life, right?

"Going ashore" was truly the best decision she ever made in her life.

Chapter 397 Mercenary Base

Wild Hunt regretted his decision to have a close conversation with Kai'Sa on the way.

The distribution of the four relatives was like an iron chain linking the whole thing; pulling one would affect the whole. If one became intimate with one, the other would find out; if one became intimate with another, the third would see it.

However, he couldn't favor one over the other, which led to an endless cycle of pile driving until he eventually grew tired of the repetitive task.

No wonder the lions on the grasslands always look so gloomy. They must be in one of these three states: mentally exhausted, powerless, or unwilling to fight.

Later, he realized that he shouldn't complete tasks just for the sake of completing them; he should do what made him comfortable and prioritize his own experience. Mei Youxiang, Xiang Yongkong, Ni Lin Zaizai, are you...?

Sometimes he just wants to indulge his urges, to rub the headlights and cylinders and feel the softness of a woman, so don't let them take advantage of you and casually agree to fill their tanks.

The former requires no cost, while the latter involves real expenses; even with a lot of money, it's impossible to cover the cost of so many supercars.

Wild Hunt continued this consumerism, allowing drivers to choose whichever sports car they wanted to drive.

However, he drives the Sefir more often. Putting aside everything else, the headlights of the tanker truck are definitely bigger. It might not feel the best, but the visual impact is the strongest when you're handling it.

After some time, the team arrived in Nashlamy.

Sivir's mercenary group is based in Nashlamay, which is also the city where Kasha's parents live.

However, this time, thinking about the important things she was about to do, Kasha did not stop by to visit her parents.

She didn't want them to know that she had been in contact with a group of mercenaries who lived on the edge of death, or to worry about her, especially since she had already stayed there for a while not long ago.

Therefore, Kai'Sa didn't go into the city with Cassiopeia. The latter, under the watchful eye of the Wild Hunt and accompanied by two bodyguards, found Sivir's camp.

Cassiopeia wore a fitted red and black military uniform, with over-the-knee boots secured with leather straps. Her hands were equally elaborate, covered with sharp iron finger guards on top of leather gloves.

Her limbs were protected by steel braces, and the cold, hard steel accentuated her graceful waist. Her high breasts pushed up the ruby ​​clasp on her chest, making the gold thread taut as well.

Although she was fully covered up, the outline of her abs and navel was faintly visible through her clothes, so Casiopeia draped a red and black military coat over her shoulders, making the overall look more serious.

This was actually the outfit she wore when she first met the Wild Hunt. Wearing this outfit in the city was tantamount to openly announcing her noble birth to the world.

Compared to the dancer's outfit, which was practically nothing, the Wild Hunt preferred this form-fitting military uniform, because it gave him a greater sense of conquest.

He manipulated the skin armor to extend tentacles that wrapped around the coat in the shape of a tortoise shell bondage, wantonly kneading the pink and white flesh that was swollen from the tight binding, shaping the pair of plump breasts into various shameful forms, and sucking non-existent milk.

Cassiopeia simply tightened her coat and continued walking down the street without changing her expression. The rhythm of her high heels striking the historic cobblestones remained almost unchanged.

Of course, it wasn't that Wild Hunt's secret comfort didn't give her the feeling; she was actually so excited that she wanted to start a game right away. However, when she was out on business, she always maintained a calm and composed demeanor. The daughter of a Noxian general needed to maintain her noble and composed persona in the colonies.

As long as it doesn't enter the body, it won't easily give itself away.

Sivir's mercenary group was well-known in the area, and Cassiopeia had been keeping an eye on her for some time, so they found their base without much effort.

This base is quite large, housing dozens of people. It has been transformed into a private tavern, but it also has facilities such as an arena, allowing energetic mercenaries to vent their excess energy and pass the time when they have nothing to do.

A few burly men drinking at the bar saw a stunningly beautiful woman with bright red hair push open the door and were about to make a joke.

Upon catching a glimpse of her attire and the two heavily armed soldiers behind her, she immediately fell silent, trembling with fear.

That young lady clearly comes from a noble family; even the governor of Nashlamy would probably rush out to greet her if he saw her.

Behind them, two soldiers wielding halberds resembled monsters in black iron armor. Their blood-red cloaks billowed wildly on their shoulders like raging waves. Their halberds were over two meters long, taller than most people, and their eyes glared fiercely from behind spiked helmets.

Nashram is a Noxian colony. When Shurima's mercenaries encountered Noxian regulars, they were naturally considered inferior and there was nothing to say about it.

In areas where ironware is controlled, these mercenaries not only lack armor, but they may not even be able to pull out proper weapons.

It's important to know that many of the weapons circulating in Shurima's markets were unearthed from ancient tombs, which shows that they currently have very little ability to manufacture weapons.

Looking at the tavern now completely silent, Cassiopeia smiled with satisfaction. This was a testament to Noxus's formidable military strength; backed by a powerful military background, it brought her immeasurable advantages in Shurima.

Unfortunately, she didn't bring two more Argonians to make a scene. The two dogs died in Nasus's Tomb last time, and it would be quite troublesome to raise them again, so she didn't bother with it anymore.

Instead of wasting time, she would have preferred to study the Void Armor and figure out how to please her new master. The Wild Hunt's casual gift was a level she could never reach even if she tried her whole life.

"Sir, what brings you here... Is there anything I can help you with?" The bartender behind the counter smiled obsequiously. When Cassiopeia approached, the men drinking hurriedly left their seats, even forgetting to take their half-finished drinks.

Standing at the bar, Cassiopeia reached into her coat and touched the bulge beneath. Her shoulders involuntarily twitched; the Wild Hunt was teasing her armpits, making her itch.

With a blank expression, she took a pre-prepared bag from the insect hive space and tossed it onto the bar. The heavy bag made a dull thud; the impact loosened the binding of the bag's opening, and the bag immediately collapsed under the weight of its contents.

It was a large bag full of money, with several gold coins falling onto the counter, one of which was rolling towards the edge. Cassie didn't even glance at it, letting the escaped coin fall to the ground with a crisp sound; its weight and texture indicated it was a genuine Noxian coin.

“I’ll find Sivir and have her talk to me,” Cassiopeia said arrogantly.

"You...you wait here, I'll call the commander over right away."

The sheer amount of gold coins made the bartender's oily face even brighter, gleaming with golden light.

In prosperous times, jewelry abounds; in chaotic times, gold reigns supreme. He had never seen so much money before, and was utterly overwhelmed with shock. He ran off to call for help, turning back every few steps.

Chapter 398 Commander Sivir

After a while, the person Cassiopeia was looking for arrived.

A woman with long black hair lifted the curtain and walked in. She was only wearing some simple protective gear. Her skin was a light brown from being exposed to the sun. Her arms and lower abdomen were bare, revealing a layer of healthy, thin skin underneath.

Sivir glanced at Cassiopeia as she walked straight to the bar, casually rested her elbow on it, looked at the money pouch on it, and then turned to face her.