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

"Haa...haa...what...what is this...?"

Kal'tsit shook her head weakly, feeling her body being forcefully dragged and turned by cold chains, manipulated into a completely new and humiliating position. Her confused mind had not yet fully comprehended the desecration that awaited her.

Time gave her no chance to catch her breath. The man's breath, with its overwhelming aggression, was already pressed against her back, his burning body temperature directly scorching her sensitive skin.

"Coo-choo—"

A distinctly clear, sticky sound of water rang out.

"Ugh—!"

Kal'tsit trembled violently, feeling as if a round object gently pushed open and invaded the entrance to her most secret and untouched sacred garden, only to cruelly withdraw, leaving behind a gaping emptiness.

When that terrifying treasure intentionally or unintentionally brushed against her tender, exposed pearl, a current ten times stronger than before instantly shot through her spine and into her brain, briefly clearing her blurred consciousness!

Horror compelled Kal'tsit to turn her head with difficulty, wanting to see clearly what the man behind her was doing to her... even though she already knew the answer in her heart. And in that glance, Kal'tsit finally witnessed the whole scene with perfect clarity, and the sin that he was about to commit against her vulnerable flower path.

"No...stop! This kind of thing...absolutely not!"

Kal'tsit instantly understood Wang Chong's intention. This humiliating, beast-like posture filled her with extreme resistance and fear from the depths of her soul.

She twisted her waist frantically, trying to break free, but the cold chains, like living venomous snakes, bound her tightly.

What made her even more desperate was that her futile struggles only caused that fierce tip to rub heavily against her wet entrance once again, almost causing her to swallow that enormous thing a little more.

"Hehehe..." Wang Chong's deep, malicious laughter rang in her ear, his teasing, icy breath brushing against her neck. "You're resisting fiercely with your mouth, but your body is quite honest, isn't it? Kal'tsit, are you... eager to sit on top of me?"

This blatant humiliation filled Kal'tsit with shame and indignation. "You...you'll get your comeuppance!...Ugh!!"

"Snapped--!"

A crisp, resounding slap echoed through the narrow alley. Wang Chong mercilessly struck Kal'tsit's plump, pale buttocks, leaving an instantly glaring, bright red handprint. Her buttocks rippled, the white flesh trembling.

"It seems you haven't grasped your situation yet, my dear Dr. Kal'tsit?" Wang Chong's voice was icy and chilling, tinged with cruel pleasure. "Your insults only excite me more and make your subsequent educational process even more painful. You think you can stop all this with just words?"

"Besides, you're talking about retribution... Don't you find that ridiculous? If you hadn't done all these stupid things, if you hadn't repeatedly angered me... would you have been treated like this?"

As he spoke, he increased the force of his palms, striking the already crimson buttocks repeatedly with both hands, the sound of slapping echoing incessantly. Under the violent ravages, the flesh of the buttocks rippled with layers of flesh, rapidly turning from fair to bright red and swollen, like a ripe peach.

"Ugh!...Ugh!...Stop...Please...Ugh!!"

With her senses amplified to the extreme by Prisses, each slap felt like a red-hot iron, unbearable for Kal'tsit. The accumulated pain and utter mental breakdown finally brought the proud doctor to a pitiful cry and pleading for mercy once more.

However, this time Wang Chong clearly did not intend to let her off easily.

"Originally, I wanted to give you some time to adjust, so that it would not only be easier for me to get in, but you would also suffer less."

Wang Chong's voice was filled with sadistic pleasure as his fingers cruelly kneaded the swollen buttocks, feeling the heat and trembling beneath them.

"But since your mouth is so dishonest, then let your 'other mouth' take the punishment for you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Chong forcefully pried open Kal'tsit's trembling legs with both hands, adjusted the angle, and pressed the Noble Phantasm against the entrance to the messy, slippery, and muddy garden.

Without the slightest hesitation or pity, he suddenly lowered his waist and thrust his spear out like a dragon!

"No! No!!! It hurts! It hurts so much! Stop! Stop it now!!"

With her senses heightened to the extreme, the excruciating pain of being forcibly stretched and torn apart felt like flames burning within her body. Kal'tsit let out a bloodcurdling scream, her slender waist twisting wildly like a fish out of water, her legs convulsing violently as if electrocuted.

She could clearly feel that scalding hot treasure, like a red-hot branding iron, forcibly prying open her narrow passage that had never been explored before, roughly crushing every delicate fold inside, and finally crashing irresistibly against that membrane that symbolized eternal chastity!

An unprecedented panic gripped Kal'tsit's heart in an instant.

But Wang Chong's sprint did not stop in the slightest. A cold smile played on his lips as he thrust his hips forward again with a brute force that seemed capable of crushing everything in its path!

"Pfft-"

A faint yet unmistakably clear cracking sound rang out.

Immediately afterwards, a few drops of bright red blood, like shattered rubies, along with thick honey, splashed onto the cold, dirty ground like poignant tears.

Upon witnessing this, Priscilla let out a mocking laugh:

"Haha... It's in, it's in. Kal'tsit, how are you feeling now? How are you feeling!?"

"what!!!"

Overwhelmed by indescribable pain and a despair that seeped into her very bones, Kal'tsit suddenly arched her neck back and let out a heart-wrenching scream.

With the last ounce of strength in her body, as if grasping at a last straw, she let out a soul-piercing cry towards the outside of the black mist, towards her only possible hope:

"Ascalon—!! Help me!!"

With the last ounce of strength in her body, as if grasping at a last straw, she let out a soul-piercing cry towards the outside of the black mist, towards her only possible hope:

"Ascalon—!! Help me!!"

At that moment, Ascalon, who was about to join the discussion among the citizens ahead, suddenly stopped and turned around as if sensing something:

"Huh? Kal'tsit?... "

The Doctor has fainted, Amiya has gone to the inner city core, and Red may have already been captured by Wang Chong... Now the only one who can save Kal'tsit is Ascalon, who is investigating outside Chernobog.

But hundreds of meters away, and with the black mist obscuring the view, Ascalon heard nothing. It was only her unease that stirred her, causing her to hallucinate Kal'tsit's voice.

Apart from that, Ascalon felt nothing at all.

Ascalon thought for a moment, then concluded that perhaps her intuition was wrong. So Ascalon continued her intelligence gathering.

……

The piercing cries for help echoed through the dark, foggy alley, only to dissipate in vain, unable to penetrate the invisible barrier.

At this moment, Kal'tsit was like a sacrifice nailed to an altar, only able to desperately feel the cruel reality of her body being completely invaded. The tearing pain still burned deep within her flower path, each twitch bringing excruciating agony.

The first time, Wang Chong showed no mercy, only moving his hips rapidly, giving Kal'tsit no pleasure whatsoever. This torment of pain continued until Wang Chong finished his first mana replenishment.

The murky liquid covered the red spots on the ground, and Kal'tsit's abdomen kept contracting. The intense pain had almost exhausted her strength.

Kal'tsit was panting heavily; she had completely exhausted the strength to even speak. The brutal exercise had pushed her consciousness to the brink of collapse.

Meanwhile, Wang Chong was enjoying Prissis's kiss and the caresses of Prissis's hands, allowing his Noble Phantasm to be fully recharged.

And so, she blossomed a second time!

"Ugh—!"

Kal'tsit let out another wail; she hadn't expected her opponent to continue fighting even after just one round. The familiar pain returned, causing her to shake her head repeatedly.

She was already finding the pain unbearable.

Wang Chong seemed to have noticed this as well. He was well aware of Kal'tsit's current mental state. The invasion of the power of ruin had already begun the moment he touched her body.

This time, Wang Chong did not immediately begin violent thrusting. He simply buried himself deep inside her, remaining motionless like a conqueror declaring sovereignty, allowing her to clearly feel every inch of her being penetrated, filled, and possessed.

The hot, hard object pressed tightly against every sensitive spot inside her, the feeling of a swollen foreign object and the continuous pressure, mixed with the lingering pain, creating a strange and torturous sensation.

"Ugh...uh..." Mei is here, are you free? Lin is here, are you free...?

Kal'tsit gasped in pain, glistening tears mingling with sweat as they streamed down her pale cheeks. Her strength to resist had long since been exhausted by the excruciating pain and despair, leaving only the instinctive spasms of her body and soft sobs.

However, Wang Chong was clearly well-versed in this. Instead of continuing his violence, he began a slow, almost torturous grinding process.

The enormous tip no longer violently rammed into her fragile core, but instead, like the most precise instrument, began to apply steady and skillful rotation and pressure to the most sensitive part of her body.

The force was just right, no longer causing Kal'tsit tearing pain, but rather a strange, tingling, and numb sensation with a strong electric current.

"Um... ah..."

An unconscious groan escaped uncontrollably from Kal'tsit's tightly clenched lips. The sound felt foreign and shameful to her.

The continuous, precise stimulation, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, stirred up strange ripples in her ravaged body.

The pain did not disappear, but another strange, intensely pleasurable sensation began to grow and spread from the repeatedly ravaged area, like vines wrapping around her nerve endings, trying to silently soak in and devour the pain.

Wang Chong keenly noticed the subtle changes in her body. The spasms emanating from the depths of her tight passage were no longer purely resistant, but rather began to manifest as a rhythmic, welcoming contraction with a sucking force.

A wicked smile, as if he controlled everything, curled at the corner of his lips. He began to withdraw, extremely slowly, inch by inch, in rhythm with the movement. The rough side scraped against the other's sensitive vaginal walls, bringing a tingling, unsettling sensation.

"Ah...no...don't move..."

Kal'tsit's breathing suddenly became rapid. As the weapon that brought her a tingling, numbing, and swollen sensation was about to be completely withdrawn, a strong sense of emptiness and reluctance absurdly surged into her heart, causing her to utter a tearful plea.

"Ahhh—!"

This time, the scream from Kal'tsit contained significantly less pain, replaced by a piercing cry of overwhelming pleasure. Her body trembled violently as if electrocuted, and an uncontrollable, greedy sucking and tightening sensation came from within her flower path.

The area that had been repeatedly rubbed and stimulated finally erupted with a strong, uncontrollable wave of spasmodic pleasure during this powerful impact, instantly washing over her limbs and temporarily drowning out the lingering pain.

"What's wrong, Kal'tsit? Do you actually enjoy having someone do this to you?"

Wang Chong chuckled in a low voice and began a steady, powerful thrusting motion.

Each thrust precisely grinded her most vulnerable core, and each withdrawal scraped against her sensitive vaginal walls.

The rhythm gradually increased, and the force gradually increased, like the most skilled musician precisely plucking every string of desire within Kal'tsit's body.

Kal'tsit's resistance grew weaker and weaker under the onslaught of her bodily instincts. Her consciousness was once again swept into the vortex of desire, and the pain was gradually replaced by wave after wave of pleasure, as continuous as the ocean waves.

Her body defied her will, clumsily yet honestly moving and responding to Wang Chong's thrusts. Broken moans could no longer be suppressed, spilling continuously from her slightly parted lips:

"Ah...uh...slower...haa..."

Precyth watched Kal'tsit's gradual descent into depravity, a mischievous glint in her eyes. She stepped forward lightly, with a queenly arrogance, and straddled Kal'tsit's forced, arched back.

This position forced Kal'tsit's buttocks to stick out higher and deeper towards Wang Chong.

At the same time, Precys lifted her buttocks, turned her back to Wang Chong, and tore open her pantyhose with both hands, revealing her mysterious valley to Wang Chong without reservation.

The area was already a muddy mess, and glistening liquid slid down her fair inner thighs, settling around Kal'tsit's waist.

"Truly... a beautiful fall, Kal'tsit. You've finally learned how to please us~ Even your voice sounds so nice now~"

Precys leaned down, his icy fingers maliciously pinching Kal'tsit's already engorged and erect nipples, kneading and pulling them forcefully, eliciting a whimper from Kal'tsit that was a mixture of pain and pleasure.

She licked Kal'tsit's earlobe and continued to verbally brainwash her:

"This is what you'll be meant to do from now on, understand? This is the only thing you can do well..."

"Ha...woo..."

Kal'tsit couldn't refute this; she was being attacked from two different positions simultaneously, making it impossible for her to concentrate on fighting back.

The thrill of pleasure and joy is shattering her perception.

Seeing that Kal'tsit remained silent, Precys sat up again, twisted his waist and turned his head to the side, looking at the person behind him with a seductive gaze, and teasing Wang Chong, who was working behind Kal'tsit, with his fingers.

She extended her bright red tongue and seductively licked her lips, enticing Wang Chong to come over and kiss her.

Seeing this, Wang Chong bent down and kissed Precys passionately as she turned her head.

"Well…"

A passionate and sensual kiss unfolded on Kal'tsit's back. Prissis's kissing skills were fiery and proactive; her nimble tongue explored Wang Chong's mouth, entwining fiercely and producing blush-inducing smacking sounds.

Her body swayed slightly with the rhythm of Wang Chong's thrusts into Kal'tsit, rubbing against Kal'tsit's smooth back. To maintain her balance, Precys had to place both hands on Kal'tsit's back.

While enduring the increasingly intense and overwhelming pleasure brought on by Wang Chong from behind, Kal'tsit also felt the vibrations transmitted from her body as Prissis kissed Wang Chong from her back.

Even her breasts were occasionally pinched and fondled by Priscilla's toes, which were clad in black stockings, and her soles were used to knead them. Add to that the sounds of his lustful, wet kisses echoing in her ears…

The multi-sensory stimulation was like a raging storm, completely shattering her remaining rationality. Her body trembled violently, and from deep within her flower path came waves of uncontrollable, spasmodic contractions, as if countless tiny mouths were greedily sucking and squeezing the weapon inside her.

Thick, sticky love fluid gushed out like a burst dam, smearing the area where the two were closely joined together in a mess.

"Ahhh... I'm going crazy... Waaah—!!"

Kal'tsit let out a high-pitched, deathly wail, her body arching back like a taut bowstring before collapsing again into violent, uncontrollable convulsions.

Her gaze became completely unfocused, with only the most primal instincts dominating her body, which had been thoroughly explored and indulged.

In the alley shrouded in black fog, only heavy breathing, sticky thuds, and the smacking sounds of Precys and Wang Chong's lips intertwined could be heard, weaving together a dark symphony of depravity and conquest.

In the alley shrouded in black fog, only heavy breathing, sticky thuds, and the smacking sounds of Precys and Wang Chong's lips intertwined could be heard, weaving together a dark symphony of depravity and conquest.

"Gurgle—gurgle—"

"Ugh...!!"

Finally, the sound of mana replenishment and Kal'tsit's cries of pleasure as she reached her peak rang out simultaneously. Kal'tsit trembled all over, as if she were experiencing for the first time the wonderful instinct etched into her body called reproduction.

"This is just the beginning, Kal'tsit. We have one night. From now on, I will give you a new meaning, and that will be your true punishment."

After drawing his gun, Wang Chong approached Kal'tsit, pinched her chin with his hand, and, seeing her completely dazed expression, read out Kal'tsit's final judgment.

Chapter 410: The rabbit was powerless and could only sigh.

Chernobyl Core Area