Void Beetle Evolution Guide

Even the Wild Hunter couldn't stand this situation. After about a dozen rounds, he felt a numbness in his waist and was forced to fire the first round of ammunition into the deepest part of the fat ass.

Sarah gasped, her chest heaving violently, but she still tried to suppress her body's instinctive reaction. She forced herself to pick up the soap and smear it all over her body to cover up the smell that was about to be released, otherwise it would be too late when the Wild Hunt pulled it out.

Dozens of seconds later, as the limp tentacles withdrew and retracted into the mark, the bursting tide was no longer blocked, and the sticky white foam produced by the mixed friction poured down, and there seemed to be a lewd smell in the air.

After the cold waterfall water flowed down her hot belly and washed away the love juice between her buttocks, Sarah wrapped herself in a bath towel and fled out of the bathroom.

She didn't notice the hand prints on the soap because she was grasping at it as if it were a lifeline.

After Sarah escaped to her room, the Wild Hunter appeared in human form, lifted her up by her round buttocks and forcefully blocked her lips and tongue, not giving her time to catch her breath.

This was Sarah's first kiss, but since her virginity was taken away by the Wild Hunt, she no longer cared much about it.

Attacked from the lower back, she moaned softly, twisted her buttocks in perfect cooperation under the Wild Hunter's palm, and pressed her lower abdomen against the Wild Hunter's hard point.

Then she put her arms around his broad waist and back and kissed him passionately. Soon she was immersed in his passionate kiss and almost suffocated.

After a dozen breaths, their lips and tongues parted, leaving behind a string of crystal clear saliva. Sarah's soft and sticky tongue seemed unable to be retracted, drooping limply at the edge of her lips.

The Wild Hunter looked at Sarah's chaotic breathing and gathered her wet hair.

"Are you ok?"

"My master is driving me crazy."

Hearing this, the latter gave him a seductive look, and while speaking she had already rubbed her vagina against Kuanglie's lower body, feeling it carefully with her body.

So big, so hot...words like these filled her mind.

"Master, can I put it in?" This was the first time she saw the thing that violated her, and the exaggerated shape had been deeply imprinted in her mind and could not be erased.

"Sarah, I think you have more potential to be a succubus than a siren."

"Can I take this as a compliment? Sarah only wants to be a succubus for one master."

"Time is running out. Don't forget how much you still have to do."

"What a pity! They didn't even give us more time..." Sarah sighed regretfully. The heat in her eyes cooled down and she became visibly disappointed.

At this moment, the Wild Hunter leaned over and whispered in his ear: "It's not a pity. We can do several things together. This way it will be more efficient."

Sarah's heart skipped a beat as she realized what was about to happen.

A few minutes later, Sarah, wearing glasses and wrapped in a coat, strode out of the gun store.

Chapter 169: Milking? Declaration of war! Shipyard.

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Leaving the gun shop, leather boots, gloves... and a coat were the only pieces of equipment Sarah had.

As for whether it is a vacuum, it depends on the Wild Hunt.

Wearing the armor, she would be safe even if she took off her coat. But if the Wild Hunt wanted to play a trick on her, she would not feel safe at all even if she was wrapped in her coat.

The Wild Hunt could not tolerate betrayal, nor did he have the habit of exposing his women to outsiders. At this moment, the skin armor was tightly wrapped around Sarah, which meant that Sarah would be violated all over her body this time.

This coat was her pitiful fig leaf, but it also served as his support to become even more unscrupulous.

As soon as they reached the suspended pier not far from the door, the Wild Hunter began to train Sarah.

Her chest was arched high, and even the tightly wrapped coat with a stand-up collar could not hide the majestic curve.

At least half of the credit for the obscenity of this body can be attributed to this pair of crazy big breasts.

The Wild Hunter couldn't let go of Sarah's majestic breasts. His tentacles moved and twisted under her skin armor, tightly encircling the tip of the huge peach, squeezing and kneading it from time to time, extracting the non-existent milk.

"A woman who has never given birth cannot produce milk."

Sarah felt the sucking sensation on her chest and let out a slightly heavy gasp.

After many rounds of training from the Wild Hunt, her tolerance has increased a lot, and this level can only slightly disrupt her breathing rhythm.

"That's hard to say. If I inject some hormones into your body to give your body the illusion that you have given birth, you will soon become a cow that will feel bloated and painful if you don't milk it for a few hours."

"Don't do this." Sarah begged coquettishly, hugging her arms and lifting the big white peach and shaking it. "If the master insists on doing this, then you have to help Sarah milk every few hours~"

"I'm not that free."

The Wild Hunter had never expected that Sarah could accept the body modification method that even he thought was a bit perverted. She was digging her own grave.

It is true that he has little time for Sarah, and Sarah's size is already very important. If she grows a little bigger, it will seem a little abnormal.

Under the control of the Wild Hunt, the skin armor extended more tentacles and reached down, wrapping around a pair of plump and straight thighs, and the pair of buttocks that were suitable for making love.

When walking, the muscles exerted will cause the buttocks to tighten, which makes the Wild Hunt's invasion of Sarah more "striking".

The Wild Hunter spread her buttocks, and its tentacles wandered into the valley paths, passing through the entrance to the wetland. The tingling friction made Sarah unsteady on her feet, and she quickly held onto the cliff next to her.

She stuck her head out and looked at the steep cliff below and the dark river full of piranhas, and fear rose in her heart.

"It's not a good idea to do this here, right?" Sarah said with a forced smile.

"What are you afraid of? With me here, can you still fall to your death?"

"But......"

"It's nothing, I'm just rubbing against you, I'm not going in."

The Wild Hunt's answer made Sarah feel a little lonely, but he immediately noticed this emotion, extended a synapse from his collar, drilled into her ear canal, and licked the eardrum gently.

"Don't be impatient, this is just the beginning. I'm afraid you won't be able to accept it if I give you a big reward right from the start. I will gradually increase the reward based on your performance."

The deafening whisper of the Wild Hunt was transmitted to the depths of Sarah's mind along with the vibration of her eardrums. She seemed to hear several voices talking to her.

The extreme tension and the screaming tingling made Sarah feel as if her brain was being invaded. Her mind went blank and her mouth was open in a daze, as if her soul had been sucked out.

Standing on the cliff trestle, for a moment she felt like she was about to ascend to heaven.

The Wild Hunt changed her mind in an instant. She no longer felt lonely, but was full of anticipation for it.

Sarah first went to the mansion on the cliff, broke into the gang's hinterland alone, killed a dozen younger brothers who blocked her way, and then dragged their boss out of the bed and onto the stairs to kill him.

Then she wrote on the bed sheet with his blood and hung them together on the open-air balcony.

Everyone in Bilgewater only needed to look up to see the bloody words on the bed sheet and the dead body of the gang boss hanging next to it.

From this moment on, Sarah Fortune, the terminator of the ocean disaster, announced that she had become the new owner of the mansion and her plan to dominate Bilgewater within three days. No one could take away what she had set her eyes on.

Miss Fortune's arrogance alarmed the entire pirate city. Some people were panicked, while others were eager to try.

Those who feared her were probably afraid of the fact that she had killed Gangplank. Although they didn't know how she had done it, they at least knew that they couldn't kill the tyrant.

Others felt that Sarah had a great record as a bounty hunter, but she was still a little inexperienced as a captain. Without a boat or people, she was at best just like a dock rat jumping around on land, but once she got to the sea, it was all fish.

In fact, Sarah herself felt the same way. Even if her Siren didn't sink, a wave-cutting boat of that size would definitely not be suitable for fighting on the sea. Moreover, she only had a few brothers like Raven under her command, which was not enough to fight in a gang war.

Therefore, in addition to eliminating competitors, the top priority is to build or seize a large ship and recruit soldiers.

It just so happens that she is very rich now, and anything that can be done with money is no problem.

Besides, who says she can't have it all?

First grab the ready-made ones and use them, then use your own ships after they are built. There will be no conflict.

After leaving the mansion on the cliff, Sarah rushed to the shipyard without stopping, intending to draw up a design sketch for her ship first so that she could get it earlier.

"Where's the boss? There's a big order coming in." Sarah slammed the door, making loud bangs that traveled far in the empty factory room.

Because the Wild Hunt was making trouble under her coat, her behavior became a little rougher and less elegant than before.

"Here I come. What's the big order?"

The shipyard owner appeared with a sweat towel draped over his shoulders. He was a hairy male yordle, probably only slightly taller than Sarah's knees.

He originally looked relaxed, but after seeing who was coming, he stopped in panic.Mei, I am singing, there is no forest in the sky...

“Miss Fortune?! Why…why are you here? Are you here to eat and dine for free?…Please, please don’t. If you take a ship for free, our small business won’t be able to survive!”

Probably because he heard the rumor that Sarah had massacred the gang and declared war on the whole city, the boss thought she was here to rob the boat and couldn't help but panic. The Yodel people couldn't hide their thoughts, and everything they should and shouldn't say came out of their mouths.

"What are you talking about? How rude. I hate people like Gangplank the most. How could he do such a thing as robbery and arson?" Sarah snorted coldly and changed the subject: "However, your shipyard is the most profitable in the whole Bilgewater except for the sea monster business. You still say it's a small business? I don't think it's possible."

When the boss heard what Sarah said, it turned out that she was going to rob and set fire. He seemed to see something scary moving under the coat, and thought Sarah was going to do something, so he was so scared that he couldn't even move his tongue.

"Just talk nicely and don't do anything. I can give you a 10% discount... Oh no, 20%! As long as you don't do anything!"

"Humph, this is my sincerity."

Even if their brains weren't ruined by the low-quality alcohol, Yodels would still look neurotic. This is a recognized stereotype, so Sarah didn't make a fuss with the shipyard owner.

She threw a heavy bag of gold coins into the boss's arms, and the latter subconsciously tried to catch it. His small body was almost crushed by the heavy bag.

After opening the bag, he was stunned by the golden Siren Coins inside.

"My goodness, how much is this?"

"I haven't counted them. As long as you help me build a warship that is bigger and more powerful than the Dark Abyss, money is not a problem."

"The Abyss?" The boss looked embarrassed when he heard this. "That's the largest ship in Bilgewater besides the Leviathan. And everyone is afraid not only because of its size, but also because of the dozens of cannons on board."

The Leviathan is Swain's mount and the pride of the Noxian Navy.

However, such a battleship was snatched away by Planck and hidden somewhere in the Serpent Islands.

The reputation of ocean disasters is evident from this.

"Don't worry about it. If you're going to build something, you have to build the biggest and most powerful one. I'm not asking you to build it right away. I'll figure out how to equip the ship with artillery myself." Sarah didn't comment. The ship was related to the captain's face. The bigger the ship, the more face it had, and they couldn't compromise.

"Okay, this is really a big order." The boss finally accepted the deposit with mixed feelings.

This deal was unreliable because he didn't know whether Sarah would eventually become the queen of Bilgewater as she declared.

If she succeeded, he would build it for her even if it meant losing money. If she died on the way, it would be difficult to deal with the half-built ship.

Chapter 170: Wuchao and Leziren

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After paying the deposit, Sarah went into the factory to draw up a design sketch with her boss.

Just tell us what you want from the boat and leave the rest to the designers and workers.

Then she saw a rather peculiarly shaped sailboat in the factory.

The ship was about the same size as the Siren, but it had three masts, a specification only found on large ships.

Three masts would be fine, but these three masts are tilted and all leaning to the left.

And it wasn't a mistake, it was designed that way.

The mast is made of a very tough wood, and the end is bent by the cable and pressed down to the right, forming an elliptical arc like a bent bamboo.

As a result, three pieces of yellow, blue and purple oil-painted canvas also turned into banana-like shapes.

This is not the most outrageous thing. Her hull design is something Sarah has never seen before.

There were detached shipboards on both sides of the hull, protecting the sides of the ship like wings. There were also several pillars extending from the bottom, connected to a whole base of unknown meaning.

"Can this boat really float?"

People really laugh when they are extremely speechless. Sarah made me laugh speechlessly. Who was the smartest person to design this boat?

Sarah was very familiar with the function of every part of the ship's structure, and tended to be limited by her inherent cognition. However, the Wild Hunt, an outsider who didn't know much about ships, saw some clues.

With a parachute-shaped sail and a water-ski-like base, it seems that the captain does not want the boat to simply float on the water, but rather wants to use it to surf like a skateboard.

I can only say that the idea is good, but it is difficult to realize.

"Her name is the Dancing Tide. There's no doubt that she can float, but I don't know if she can be faster than the Siren." The shipyard owner gave a complicated answer. It seems that his opinion on this ship is quite complicated.

The boss knew the Siren because it was a product of his factory. However, Sarah was not the first owner of the Siren. She had taken it from a captain who had dirty hands.

"Dancing Tide? That's a nice name. But since you designed her like this, aren't you afraid that the resentful captain will come back and settle accounts with you?"

"Don't talk nonsense. This is her own request. We only do what we are paid for. We don't have time to mess around."

"So whose boat is this?"Mei, I am thinking about the sky without Lin Youyong...

Sarah was curious, she wanted to know who had come up with this idea. The boss was also a person who could not keep secrets, and immediately told Sarah everything he knew.

"Speaking of which, that captain is also a strange person. She seems to be quite confident in her abilities. She asked us to build this strange-shaped ship just to travel thousands of miles to challenge the demigod of Freljord!"

"Seriously?" Sarah was stunned. Freljord was a very distant concept to her, but demigods sounded like something that was not easy to deal with.