A Villain's Journey Begins in the Type-Moon World

The heat inside Talulah is lingering and evenly distributed, growing hotter the deeper you go. With each deeper penetration, the gradually increasing temperature makes it impossible to pull away once you're inside.

Furthermore, because Talulah inherited the blood of Drak, her innate greed for this aspect was etched into her blood. Every time she entered or exited Talulah's passage, the passage was like a small, moving mouth, gradually increasing the force and heat, extracting magic power.

Like a frog being slowly boiled in water, once it reaches a certain point, it's too late to escape.

Inside Surtr, however, the situation is quite different. The temperature on the outside and in the middle may be no different from that of an ordinary person, but in the deepest part, the heat increases in stages.

The moment the front end collided with Surtr's heart, the two of them simultaneously let out a beautiful sigh.

Surtr was indeed struck in the heart by Wang Chong's Noble Phantasm, bringing her a pleasure akin to an electric shock. Her two long legs, clad in black stockings, unconsciously began to tighten around her waist and back, her ten toes curling tightly as she desperately released that supreme pleasure.

Wang Chong felt the same way; he felt as if his front end had actually hit molten lava. The scorching heat, which brought a slight pain, struck his vertebrae, almost causing his energy storage bag to contract.

Yes, Surtr's cavity, like her Originium Arts, is incredibly powerful. The deeper you go, the more intense the burning sensation becomes, like facing a volcanic eruption.

Wang Chong gasped, looking at the girl before him with a hint of approval. Her physical potential was immense and well worth developing. Therefore, he had to adopt the same serious approach he had taken when fighting Talulah.

"Um... ah..."

Surtr's moans echoed in the room as Wang Chong held her hands tightly, their fingers intertwined, as intimate as a real couple. Wang Chong leaned down, pressing his chest against Surtr's full breasts, feeling the perfect combination of softness and elasticity.

"How is it, Surtr, is it comfortable?" Wang Chong whispered in her ear while moving rhythmically.

"Ah...you shouldn't ask such questions..." Surtr blushed, but did not deny it.

Wang Chong quickened his hip movements, each thrust hitting precisely at that burning core. It was like a small furnace, each contact sending a searing pleasure through his penis.

"Ugh! It's so hot there..." Surtr couldn't help but straighten his back, actively responding to the rhythm of the king's charge.

"Really? But I feel like you're burning too much." Wang Chong said with a wicked smile, while increasing the pressure. "Your inside is like magma, I almost lost control."

"Ah...ah...too fast..." Surtr's voice began to tremble, "You clearly...knew...I wasn't used to it yet..."

Upon hearing this, Wang Chong slowed down and changed to a more accessible approach, asking, "How about this?"

“Hmm…” Surtr nodded, his forehead already covered with fine beads of sweat.

Wang Chong released one hand and slid it down her body, finally stopping on her inner thigh. His palm was rough and calloused, and each touch sent a shiver down Surtr's spine.

"You're getting wetter and wetter inside," Wang Chong said, lowering his head to kiss her collarbone, "and getting hotter and hotter, are you about to come again?"

"No way... Ah!" Surtr was about to retort when a violent impact interrupted his words.

Wang Chong could feel her inner walls beginning to contract irregularly, and the intense heat was gradually rising. He knew Surtr was nearing her limit, so he decided to launch one last attack.

He lifted Surtr's black-stockinged legs and placed them on his shoulders, a position that allowed for a more difficult entry. At the same time, he sensed that he was nearing his limit.

“Then, I’ll have something similar. Is it okay inside?” Wang Chong asked, even though he already knew the answer.

"Ugh... I already said, it's up to you..." Surtr turned her head away, panting heavily, but did not refuse.

With tacit approval, Wang Chong abandoned all his concerns and began operating at high speed like a precise machine. Each thrust struck Surtr's most vulnerable spot with pinpoint accuracy, eliciting continuous groans from her.

"Ah...no...it's going to get lost again..."

"Me too…"

Their breathing became increasingly rapid, and the sounds of their bodies colliding, mixed with the wet, murmuring sounds, created a primal symphony in the room.

In the final moments, Wang Chong lowered his head and kissed Surtr's lips fiercely. Their tongues intertwined intensely, exchanging saliva. At the same time, his lower body made its final thrusts, each time almost completely withdrawing before plunging in with all its might.

"Ugh!" Surtr's body suddenly stiffened, her cavern contracted violently, sucking at the intruder like a greedy little mouth.

At the same time, Wang Chong also reached his peak, his Noble Phantasm deeply embedded in Surtr's body, releasing a large amount of essence in the center of that scorching furnace. The scorching magical power washed over Surtr's cradle, triggering another intense ascent to the summit.

The sensation of that hot current almost drove Surtr mad. His legs, which were being pressed down, struggled to spread outwards, and his hands clung tightly to Wang Chong's head, trying his best to compensate for the stimulation in the cradle that was almost filling his brain with signals of pleasure.

The two remained connected, lingering for a long time. Their lips remained pressed together, their breaths mingling, sharing the beautiful afterglow.

“What a terrifying cave,” Wang Chong finally released Surtr’s lips after a long while. “It almost made me surrender a moment ago.”

“It’s all because of you…” Surtr weakly punched his chest, “So rough…”

"Do you want to be this rough next time?" Wang Chong asked, raising an eyebrow.

"abnormal…"

Despite saying that, Surtr turned her head away and muttered softly, "Besides... it doesn't necessarily have to be next time."

"Hmm? It seems you really want to do it again, Surtr."

This sound naturally did not escape Wang Chong's ears. He smiled and looked at Surtr, then reached out and touched the other's lower abdomen again, pressing and rubbing it with his palm.

"Oh..." Clearly, Surtr's desire had been reignited by Wang Chong. Despite it being her first time, she still propped herself up and sat in Wang Chong's arms, kissing him passionately once again.

The passion between the two had only just begun.

Chapter 270: The Spying Ghost Shark (Revised)

"Yawn, ugh, my throat is so dry, I really want to drink something."

Ghost Shark slowly opened her eyes. Upon waking, she felt like a stranded shark, her mouth dry and parched.

At the same time, Ghost Shark also felt that something was wrong with his body, that he was in pain, and that his consciousness was becoming somewhat blurred.

Ghost Shark knew very well that it was time for him to take his "medicine" again.

"Skadi, Skadi, are you there? I need my daily dose of blood pills."

Specter sat up and called out to Skadi. But clearly, Skadi wasn't in the apartment.

“Skadi? That’s bad… Most of the blood pills are in her pockets. There aren’t any emergency blood pills in the drawers here either.”

Ghost Shark thought to herself, confirming several times that the other person wasn't home. She could feel the awful sensation in her body growing stronger; she had to find Skadi or somewhere with spare blood pills before she lost control.

So Specter quickly left the room and went outside to search for Skadi. But after looking around, she found that Skadi was still nowhere to be seen. It seemed that Skadi wasn't just wandering around outside; she probably had something important to take care of.

"Damn it... what should I do... right! Wang Chong is here."

Ghost Shark immediately thought. The Blood Pill originally came from Wang Chong's blood, and besides, Wang Chong had something even better than blood to heal his body.

However, ever since Wang Chong returned to the Type-Moon world, Ghost Shark has never drunk that white "medicine" again. Although she knows very well what drinking those things means, she doesn't dislike it.

After all, she had already considered Wang Chong her boyfriend since that night. The fact that Wang Chong hadn't come to see her during this time had made her quite depressed.

"This time, my illness just happened to flare up a bit, so I might as well give it a try."

After much deliberation, Ghost Shark immediately decided to go to Wang Chong's room to find him.

She didn't know Wang Chong's exact location; she was just trying her luck at where Wang Chong was currently living to see if he was staying in the room.

And it must be said, Specter Shark was indeed quite lucky...

"Huh? What's going on?"

As Ghost Shark easily pushed open the door and entered, she immediately heard a sound that should have traveled outside but was absorbed by the black mist.

"Ah...ah...so deep, faster!"

Hearing the sound that almost gave Ghost Shark goosebumps, Ghost Shark quickly realized what Wang Chong was doing.

Wang Chong is injecting the precious "medicine" that should have belonged to her into someone else!

With a "whoosh," Ghost Shark quickly closed the door and immediately approached the source of the sound. Soon after, he saw a breathtaking scene through the half-open door of a bedroom.

Surtr had stripped off her clothes, leaving only her black stockings on her feet. She faced Wang Chong, kneeling on his lap and writhing her fleshy buttocks up and down. (The rest of the text appears to be unrelated and possibly machine-generated gibberish.)

Ghost Shark could see more clearly how the large syringe that sprayed the drug entered and exited Surtr's body. With each penetration, the energy storage bag slapped against Surtr's fleshy buttocks, creating a wave of flesh.

Surtr screamed wildly, twisting her waist in her movements. Her skill level was far beyond that of a woman experiencing this for the first time—at least, that's what Specter could tell.

……

Before the arrival of the Specter, under Wang Chong's halo of being a "time management master," he had already engaged in high-intensity exercise with Surtr for several hours.

It must be said that perhaps because of Surtr's years of physical training, losing her virginity had little impact on her. On the contrary, the pleasure she experienced from doing this with Wang Chong on her first time almost made her fall into depravity.

As a result, Surtr's athletic skills improved significantly during this period, either through Wang Chong's instruction or by guiding his body's instinctive pursuit of pleasure.

In another rear-entry position, Wang Chong held Surtr's hand, and after the two reached their climax once again, a large amount of white magic was poured into them, causing the fluid in Surtr's body to slowly overflow and spill all over the sheets.

“Let’s change positions,” Wang Chong said, supporting Surtr’s slender waist and helping her adjust her posture. “This time, you’ll be on top.”

Surtr obediently straddled Wang Chong's lap, her face still flushed from her climax, but her eyes had rekindled their desire. She felt the hardness within her; even after such intense activity, Wang Chong's weapon still maintained astonishing hardness and heat.

"I can't believe you can still..."

"Is that even a question?" Wang Chong chuckled, placing his hands on her waist. "But this time, you'll be in charge again."

Surtr took a deep breath and began to move slowly up and down. She repeatedly lifted herself up and sat down, like a bodybuilder performing kneeling squats, each movement revealing a professional level of skill.

"Ah...so deep..." Surtr tilted her head back, feeling the pleasure of being completely filled.

From Wang Chong's perspective, the scene before him was exceptionally alluring: Surtr's fiery red hair swayed gently with her movements, her full breasts drew graceful arcs in the air, and her waist twisted flexibly, each descent causing her hips to collide loudly with his thighs.

This scenery is truly exhilarating, Wang Chong thought to himself. Watching a girl who originally knew nothing of lovemaking transform under his guidance into a seductive enchantress adept at arousing men's desires would be incredibly satisfying and enjoyable for anyone.

……

Through the crack in the half-open door, Ghost Shark's heterochromatic eyes were fixed intently on the depths of the room.

Her breathing almost stopped; she could only hear her own rapid heartbeat and the constant, blush-inducing sounds coming from within.

Through the narrow beam of light, she captured the swaying, fiery red hair leaping in the light and shadow, the blurred body movements forming a dramatic silhouette.

Each noticeable rise and fall of his body was accompanied by a muffled thud and a short, trembling groan that Surtr could hardly suppress. The sound seemed to hook into the ghost shark's ears.

"Hmph...then you...enjoy it to the fullest..." came Surtr's smug and panting voice from inside.

Then came a more rapid thud, followed by Surtr's suddenly high-pitched scream: "Ah! No! Ugh!"

The voice was filled with a sense of collapse, almost like a sob, but Ghost Shark keenly sensed a hint of... indescribable indulgence?

"But don't you like it too?" Wang Chong's deep voice penetrated the crack in the door, carrying an air of absolute certainty.

He seemed to be proving something, and Ghost Shark could hear the movements becoming more ferocious, the sounds almost deafening.

The bed creaked under the strain of the violent shaking, and Surtr's screams rang out intermittently, sometimes broken and sometimes high-pitched, finally turning into a long, dazed moan.

"Waaaaaah!!!"

Ghost Shark involuntarily gripped the door frame, her knuckles turning white. She could imagine the storm raging inside.

Just then, a voice filled with astonishment and heavy breathing suddenly pierced through the door, clearly striking her eardrums: "You look so sexy right now..."

These words, like invisible hooks, made Ghost Shark's breath catch in his throat.

The whispers from inside the door continued, and a voice, clearly weary and as if using its last ounce of strength, responded haltingly: "Forever... like this... is still too much..."

"Huh? What did you say?" The male voice that followed carried a hint of deliberate, subtle laughter, as if he were leaning closer to ask.

The silence that followed was unusual, then burst forth with a short, almost reflexive cry from Surtr, like a small animal suddenly caught off guard.

The exclamation was quickly replaced by a series of hurried, broken, and indistinct syllables: "Ah...ah...nothing...continue..."

The sound was filled with extreme chaos and was on the verge of spiraling out of control, like someone futilely grasping at a straw in a raging torrent.

Through the light and shadow in the crack of the door, Ghost Shark vaguely saw the fiery red silhouette suddenly tense up, as if struck by an invisible electric current, violently tilting its neck upwards.

What followed was an extremely shrill and piercing cry, as if the soul itself was about to leave the body! The pitch and the shattering sound made the ghost shark's heart clench, as if it too had been thrown into the sky and then crashed down hard.

Almost instantly, Wang Chong's suppressed, excited growl followed: "I'm almost done too... all of them..."

Although the following words were vague, the resolute tone and the rapidly rising pitch foreshadowed the arrival of some final state!

"what--!!!"

Surtr's response erupted again, this time not a long moan, but a near-tearful scream, a mixture of extreme pain and pleasure:

"It's so hot!...So much..." The scream suddenly rose in volume, then suddenly subsided, turning into intermittent, dazed sobs.

Ghost Shark could see clearly that the silhouette inside the door suddenly shrank after letting out that scream! The fiery red silhouette trembled and convulsed violently as if it were being ravaged by a gale.

Then, the potion she had been longing for spilled onto the bed, its intoxicating fragrance almost so strong that Ghost Shark rushed in.

However, Specter was startled by Surtr's voice, which sounded like a mixture of pain and pleasure, and hesitated to go in.

"So this injection will produce such a terrible scream?"

The ghost shark trembled involuntarily, its body feeling warm, with a strange urge to release concentrated in its abdomen.

She figured she was probably hungry...

……

Inside the room, the two remained entwined, catching their breath for a while. Once Wang Chong had calmed down, he gently patted Surtr's buttocks.

……