Void Beetle Evolution Guide

Chapter 153 Why Did You Stop?

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“Haaaa…Haaaa…”

Sarah gasped sensually inside her helmet, enduring the tingling sensation in her lower abdomen. She climbed the stairs with difficulty using her shaking limbs and arrived at the gun bay of the Abyss.

The scene before her stunned her.

She's late.

This place has been swept by Kassadin, and there is abnormally not much black fog. Flames are burning everywhere, and the air is filled with high temperatures and thick smoke pouring out of the windows.

There were several large holes in the gun cabin, and the edges were burned into charcoal by the flames. The cannons were not fixed firmly on the windows, and the shells were rolling around as the ship swayed from side to side, and finally rolled down the cabin from the hole and fell into the sea.

Sarah couldn't see any dead souls, and she didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

She came to a cannon and reached out to hold it. The beautiful bronze cannon was melted by a burning energy and the barrel was severely deformed, which made Sarah feel regretful.

Thanks to her mother's teachings, Sarah knew much more about pistols and rifles than shipboard firearms, but she still recognized it as Orban's thirty-pounder cannon at a glance.

There are only a handful of cannons of this specification in the world. Although they are not as powerful as the two giant cannons on the bow of the Abyss, they can still destroy a Noxian warship from beginning to end with a single shot.

She continued to move forward, but stepped on the cooled scattered shrapnel... It seemed that some blind bastard had loaded the cannon with shotgun shells to deal with Kai'Sa.

This approach will not have much impact on the hull, but it will cause no less damage to life.

It is not known whether Kassa was injured or not. At least Sarah did not see any suspicious bloodstains in the gun compartment.

Deep down in her heart, she hoped that Kaisa would kill more slowly and not kill her only target so quickly.

"I have to speed up and not let Kassa get ahead of me..." Sarah thought of this and couldn't help but quicken her pace as she walked through the gun bay.

However, in a corner that she didn't notice, a cannon silently turned its muzzle and aimed at her from behind.

At this moment, she suddenly felt an unusual tingling pain in her skin armor, and a strong sense of crisis rose up her spine and rushed straight to her brain.

The hard object that had been pumping in and out of her body at a fixed frequency suddenly reached the deepest part, as if a wild hunter had suddenly thrust his hips into her buttocks. The strong push on her back made Sarah fall forward unexpectedly.

At the same time, the cannon behind her opened fire without warning. Before Sarah could recover from the intense pleasure, she heard a deafening explosion.

In an instant, the whole world was filled with only fire and thunder.

There was something wrong with her hearing. She couldn't hear anything. To be more precise, she couldn't hear clearly. The only thing left in her ears was a muffled, sharp buzzing sound.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe a minute, maybe just a few seconds.

In a trance, she suddenly realized that she had been attacked. Her dilated pupils focused again, and she saw a sticky black mist like ink flowing on the floor.

She stood up and looked back, but the hot shrapnel stuck in her back made her give up instantly, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

The red-hot shrapnel penetrated into the skin and flesh, bringing excruciating pain, and the diffused heat caused severe pain to the surrounding sensitive nerves.

Unexpectedly, there was a sinister guy hiding in the cabin. Sarah made a judgment immediately and crawled behind the nearest obstacle with great pain. If she was hit by another shotgun bullet, she could not guarantee that the skin armor could save her again.

The power of the cannon is not to be underestimated. If it weren't for the skin armor that blocked most of the impact, she would have definitely turned into pieces of flesh, with her arms and legs scattered all over the ground, her body full of cracks, and bleeding profusely.

When she came behind the obstacle, she fell to the ground in pain, and even getting up was extremely difficult. Sarah gritted her teeth and looked up in the direction of the cannon, but she didn't see a single ghost.

At this moment, Sarah felt the movement in her lower body stop, and the skin armor behind her was wriggling, helping her to slowly suck out the shrapnel embedded in her flesh.

Ding, ding, dang, there was the sound of bloody shrapnel falling on the wooden board. Sarah had never been so grateful for the existence of the skin armor.

"Don't worry, you are my plaything, I won't let you die easily." The voice of the Wild Hunter sounded in her ears, with a strong desire for control, which made Sarah's heart tremble.

Although it was a bit hard to recall, it seemed that it was the Wild Hunter who knocked her down just now. Otherwise, if she was standing there with her back filled with scattered shotgun shells, even a god would not be able to save her.

The Wild Hunt sucked out the shrapnel one by one, and the skin armor immediately sealed and repaired the wound. However, the healing process was also very painful. The skin armor was gnawing at the charred flesh, making Sarah feel excruciating pain. She urgently needed other stimulation to dilute the pain.

"...Why did you...stop?" Sarah suddenly asked.

"If you want it, just say it directly. Why bother asking? You have no dignity anyway." The Wild Hunter chuckled and saw through her thoughts.

"..."

After being mercilessly mocked again, Sarah shut her mouth and regretted talking to the Wild Hunt, but he generously met her request.

As her lower body was filled with hardness and heat again, Sarah's feeling of emptiness was immediately dispelled. The pleasure continued to accumulate, and Sarah couldn't help but moan, and the tingling electric current radiated throughout her body, and the pain seemed to be relieved a lot.

She didn't want to admit it in her heart, but this was the feeling she wanted.

"If you want it, then beg me. It's easy for me to dispel your pain."

The Wild Hunt judged Sarah's thoughts from her physical reaction and forced her to admit it, but the latter's denial jumped out of her mouth almost without hesitation.

"impossible!"

"I don't like people who are not honest. Don't regret it."

The Wild Hunt said he was not going to do it anymore, and as he withdrew his plow, the water source that was about to burst out was left uncultivated. The unsustainable impulse hovered before reaching the summit and quickly faded.

Endless emptiness came from the hungry field, as if the flesh was protesting to the brain. The empty feeling lingered in her heart, making her itchy and she wished she could start scratching it on the spot.

Damn bastard...for being so stingy!

The feeling of being stopped was not pleasant. Sarah was too proud to endure the ordeal, so she had to squeeze her trembling legs together and stand up.

Although the wound on the back has not healed yet, all the shrapnel has been removed. I can only endure the pain and take advantage of this time to catch up.

However, before she took two steps, she was tripped by something.

Sarah was very surprised. This was impossible. She had even looked down at her feet before taking a step.

She looked down again and saw that it was a strange cable wrapped around her ankle.

The cable seemed to have consciousness, wrapping around her ankles tighter and tighter, pulling her in one direction.

Sarah's pupils shrank and she quickly dug her claws into the floor, but she was still dragged by the cable, leaving several scratches on the floor.

The cable contracted rapidly, and finally hung her upside down in the air, roasting her over the flames. At the same time, all the surrounding cannons slowly turned their muzzles and aimed their dark barrels at her.

It's haunted!

This was the first thought that came to Sarah's mind. But on second thought, it was normal for a ghost ship to be haunted.

She gradually realized that the entire ship was against her, and the one that attacked her just now should be the Dark Abyss.

The heat wave hit her face, and the high temperature and thick smoke burned Sarah's head. If her hair had not been dripping with water, it would have been burning by now.

Seeing the muzzle of the gun pointed at her, Sarah leaned forward to grab the rope around her ankle, but more ropes stretched out from all directions and entangled her wrists, making her unable to move.

She thought about tearing open the portal to get herself out of the predicament, but it was too late. Her wrists were tightly entangled by the cables and she couldn't break free.

There was a burning smell in the air, and her drooping hair began to curl up in the scorching flames. Facing the threat of death, Sarah finally stopped being stubborn and gave up the idea of going against the Wild Hunt.

"Damn you! You won't let me die?! Come out and save me!" Sarah shouted in panic. She was not afraid of death, but she couldn't die at Planck's hands.

"Watch your words. You're just a plaything. What qualifications do you have to talk to me like that?" The Wild Hunt issued a warning slowly, making Sarah extremely anxious.

"I'm sorry! I won't go against you anymore. Please save me!"

"But I don't need you. If a toy can't bring me pleasure, then change it."

"I was wrong! I was really wrong... Please don't abandon me!" Hearing that the Wild Hunt was going to leave her here, Sarah was completely panicked and begged for mercy. "I won't go against you anymore... I will be obedient, I will never go west if you tell me to go east! I am your toy, you can do whatever you want to me! No matter when, no matter where, as long as you say a word, I will lift my butt for you..."

Sarah shed tears of humiliation at the end. She never thought that one day she would be forced to say such shameless words.

But in order to survive and to take revenge, this is not something that cannot be tolerated.

After all, as a plaything, you must have this kind of awareness, always clean your butt and wait for the master's favor, and accept any way of playing.

Only in this way can we please our masters and bring out our unique value.

“Should we change our name?” Wild Hunter pondered.

"My dear Lord... Master, please save me..."

"That's pretty much it."

Chapter 154 Human Remote Control

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The Wild Hunt took over Sarah's body, flipped his wrist to grasp the cable, and melted it with a surge of void energy.

Then he exerted force from his waist, hung upside down in the air with the help of the cables on his ankles, and spun rapidly, spreading his arms and continuously throwing out hot plasma bombs.

He calculated every angle, and all the light bullets shot out accurately penetrated the barrel, like the graceful and deadly dance of a lotus of death.

The light and shadow changed, and with a series of muffled thunders, the cannons that almost cost Sarah her life were all melted and deformed by the high temperature from the inside.

Finally, the Wild Hunt cut the rope with his bow, grabbed it, dodged the fire under him and swung to a safe place, and rubbed her wrist lightly.

"Have you admitted it? You can't do anything without me. Even if I give you a chance, you will be useless." The Wild Hunter continued to suppress Sarah's self-esteem.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have contradicted you earlier."Mei I Lin you I I empty chant no Lin has chant......

Seeing that the Wild Hunt so easily resolved the life-and-death crisis that she had difficulty solving, Sarah was overwhelmed with a deep sense of frustration, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

She had to admit that she was a waste, but at the same time she developed an inexplicable admiration for the Wild Hunt in her heart, which even she herself could not explain.

"You'd better really know you're wrong." The Wild Hunter sneered.

"I was wrong... Master, please punish me severely."

Hearing that the Wild Hunt had doubts, Sarah hurriedly expressed her opinion in a panic.

She came to a cannon and leaned her upper body against it, stretched her legs, stuck out her butt, and grabbed her hands. Her five fingers dug deep into the flesh and spread the buttocks, revealing the shape of her private parts through the skin armor that was close to her skin.

It was already wet and inviting.

Regardless of whether Sarah truly repented or not, the Wild Hunt placed his spear at the entrance of the garden dripping with hot and wet mucus without saying a word, and slid it at zero distance.

"Don't pity me..." Sarah urged gently.

At first, she was still a little confused, but as her ignited lust gradually overcame her reason, the urge to have that thing enter her body reached its peak at this moment.

“Mmmmmmm!!!”

The Wild Hunt drove in unhindered. Sarah straightened her body and raised her head. Under the impact, she let out a gentle cry that had been suppressed for who knows how long, and her empty body was suddenly filled with endless pleasure and fulfillment.

"Uh...ah~~~" She didn't expect that just because she was responding, the bastard would really push her belly up and down, not caring at all about the fact that she was still a virgin more than ten minutes ago.

As the tingling sensation flowed through her body like an electric current, Sarah gradually put everything behind her and immersed herself in the experience of this unimaginable beauty.

She no longer considered the occasion or the taboos, and turned everything into a booster for her indulgence in the sea of desire.

Like a stranded fish, trying to correct its disordered breathing.

How much she resisted before, how much she desired it now. As the wild hunter dug up her virgin land, a large amount of water suddenly surged out from between her flesh walls, and her plump body began to spasm and tremble.

"Tell me, what does that feel like?" The Wild Hunter did not stop humiliating Sarah and slammed her buttocks, whose wounds had healed, causing the latter to shrink subconsciously.

“So big… so hard… so good…”

Sarah embarrassedly searched her messed up mind and searched for a few such hard-to-say adjectives. She was no longer able to think too much.

Her eyes were seductive and she actively shook her waist and hips, allowing the layers of folds on her flesh to firmly absorb the big stick. The sudden increase in stimulation made Crazy Hunter excited and started the next round of plowing.

"Dirty slut, I still like the way you keep your mouth shut."

"I'm sorry... I just want to be my master's personal slut... Wait, wait a minute! I'm not... yet! Ah——"

Sarah felt a hand pinching her cheek, forcing her to look up. Fearing that she had done something wrong again, she quickly apologized.

But this apology soon turned into an uncontrollable scream, because the Wild Hunt launched a fierce attack again, and the strong stimulation at the climax instantly exceeded her endurance limit.

At this moment, a powerful undead slowly emerged from the sticky black fog swamp on the floor, starting a forced battle.

He was a strong shark man with a ferocious shark head, a hairless body and smooth skin. The Curse of Ruin formed a tattoo symbol behind his eyes that emitted a sinister green light.

With seven cannons on his back, the huge weight pressed him down to the ground with his limbs. Even so, he was much taller than Miss Fortune, and if he stood up, he would directly touch the ceiling of the gun compartment.

Sarah recognized the crazy shark Rex, the guy who destroyed the Siren, at a glance.

Facing a strong enemy, Sarah instinctively wanted to escape. She couldn't fight the enemy in her current state. She held the wall with one hand and her lower abdomen with the other, dragging her feet and hurriedly retreating.

"Why are you running? How are you going to get revenge like this?" The Wild Hunter pulled her back, as if he could only feel pleasure from violating her while she was fighting.

"But I can't fight like this." Sarah was forced to face the shark man, gritting her teeth and trying not to make any strange noises.

"Where did you come from, you bastards! You even dare to mess with the Dark Abyss? I think you are tired of living!"

The shark man opposite didn't seem to recognize her. Except for her scarlet hair, all her original features were covered by the skin armor.

Seeing the Crazy Shark crouching, Sarah immediately threw herself behind the barrel. She could only bet that the enemy's gun barrel was loaded with shotgun shells instead of armor-piercing shells that could penetrate the entire battleship, otherwise no obstacles could save her.