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

Embrace it, and even transform that feeling into your own strength.

"Ah...ah...! Oh my god...!!"

After changing her mindset, Artemis even began to actively cater to Wang Chong, making the sounds of their bodies colliding louder and even her own moans becoming clearer.

Following her instincts, she felt as if she had become much lighter, so Artemis reached out her hand again...

This time... her fingers were unusually steady! She didn't falter like before.

Even as she grasped the dice cup, she could still feel the weapon inside her throbbing slightly from the pressure of her movements, and she enjoyed that pleasure.

"Huh?..." Artemis's expression became somewhat intoxicated. She exhaled a breath of ambiguous air, no longer trying to completely ignore her body's reaction. Instead, she transformed that suffocating feeling of pleasure and humiliation into the source of power to shake the dice cup!

Her wrist flicked, and the dice clinked crisply and rapidly in the cup. Her movements carried a complex rhythm that blended a variety of emotions, including tragedy, revenge, joy, and longing, and her body swayed with each of Wang Chong's strikes.

But her hand holding the cup remained as steady as a rock.

"boom!"

The dice cup fell!

It worked!

That feeling hadn't disappeared; she'd found it! But this time, it wasn't the highest possible dice pattern of six, six, six—a total of eighteen points—but rather one! One! One! The lowest possible dice pattern of three points!

A tremendous sense of surprise and hope instantly dispelled the gloom in Artemis's heart.

She succeeded; in this most humiliating moment, she rolled the most unbeatable number!

“Compare…compare the smaller!” Artemis’s voice trembled with relief and barely suppressed excitement. She turned sharply to look at Wang Chong, her eyes burning with the flames of revenge. “It’s…your turn! Wang Chong!”

Chapter 692 From Heaven to Hell, From All to Nothing

A barely perceptible hint of surprise flashed in Wang Chong's eyes, quickly turning into deeper interest: "Interesting! It seems Lady Luck has finally smiled upon you? But..."

A wicked smile curled at the corner of his lips as he grabbed the dice cup with one hand: "Trying to beat me won't be that easy."

Just as he slightly moved his wrist, preparing to shake the cup—

Artemis's eyes flashed with a sharp light!

Now that she has successfully rolled the lowest number, she has a chance to win the bet if she can make Wang Chong make another mistake.

This time, she is no longer a passive prey, but the moon and the goddess of the hunt—Artemis!

Artemis began to tense her muscles, especially the daisy passage that had just adapted to its shape and rhythm, pierced by Wang Chong's weapon. At this moment, she brought out the ultimate control of her divine body!

"Huh?!" Wang Chong's body stiffened abruptly! He felt the tight, slippery passage beneath him, like a giant deep-sea clam that had suddenly come to life, its inner muscles instantly producing an unimaginable, layered, incredibly strong, and tenacious twisting and sucking!

The force was so domineering and precise, as if countless tiny mouths were simultaneously biting, squeezing, and scraping his most sensitive tip!

"Hiss—you…!" Wang Chong's breathing instantly became heavy and erratic, and for the first time, a look of utter astonishment appeared on his face. His shaking of the cup had been interrupted!

Artemis seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, her waist suddenly plunging backward like a female leopard hunting its prey, while her buttocks clenched tightly, and she used all her strength to thrust upward!

This time, Artemis mimicked the rhythm of his previous attacks on her, but with a mad, all-or-nothing urgency!

"Haa... Uh ah?... Give it to me... Come out?! Didn't you want to turn me into your silver slave? Why won't you even give me the seed?"

She roared, turning all her shame, anger, and the strange pleasure that had been forcibly awakened and controlled within her body into this final, fatal counterattack!

"Hurry up, Master...use your Noble Phantasm to pierce Artemis hard!" Artemis turned her head with a seductive look, sticking out her tongue as she spoke.

At this moment, she wasn't just putting on an act; her body had actually reached the peak of pleasure.

"Roar--!!!"

Wang Chong let out a low growl that was completely out of control and almost like that of a wild beast!

The intense pleasure brought by the extreme tightness, sucking, and entanglement, far exceeding his expectations, instantly overwhelmed all his defenses like a tsunami!

His strong waist trembled violently, and his hand holding the dice cup could no longer move. For that final sprint, Wang Chong threw the dice cup forward, and it spun around and landed steadily on the table.

Then, Wang Chong grabbed Artemis's waist and hips with both hands and began the final thrust!

Finally, Wang Chong unleashed his Noble Phantasm, which throbbed and erupted violently with an uncontrollable groan!

The scalding torrent poured into the deepest part of Artemis's body without reservation! The extreme stimulation of being forcibly filled and scorched like a fuse instantly ignited the volcano she had been suppressing!

"Ughhhhh?!~~~~~!!!"

Artemis let out a high-pitched scream that was so intense it was almost distorted, a mixture of extreme pain and overwhelming pleasure!

Her body convulsed and arched violently in Wang Chong's arms, like a fish out of water, her eyes rolled upwards uncontrollably, and her consciousness was completely swallowed by the dazzling white light.

Streams of scalding warmth surged uncontrollably from deeper within her body, mingling with the injected turbid fluid. She felt as if she had been tossed to the clouds and then slammed into lava, utterly lost in an extreme sensory storm.

After an unknown amount of time, the suffocating afterglow slowly faded. Artemis collapsed into Wang Chong's arms, soaked to the bone as if she had just been pulled from the water, breathing heavily, each breath accompanied by a sweet, trembling sound.

The still semi-erect artifact inside her body, along with the lingering heat and fullness deep within, reminded her of what had just happened.

However, an unprecedented and immense hope and the satisfaction of a successful revenge overwhelmed the physical exhaustion and shame.

She succeeded! Not only did she roll a three, but she also distracted Wang Chong, causing him to carelessly throw the dice cup!

She suddenly raised her head, and although her body was still sore, her eyes shone with an astonishing brightness, like burning stars.

She turned around and stared intently at Wang Chong's face, which was also slightly dazed from the afterglow of his peak.

An opportunity! This is our only chance to turn the tide and wipe away our humiliation!

"All...all in!" Artemis shouted with all her might, her voice hoarse yet exceptionally clear, filled with a desperate resolve as she pointed at the screen flashing with cold numbers. "I'm all in! All...15980 chips! Wang Chong! In this round, I'll make you pay for this in blood!"

She staked everything—her remaining dignity and hope for revenge—on this unrevealed dice cup! A do-or-die battle, this was it!

Wang Chong slowly raised his head. The brief moment of distraction on his face had long since faded, replaced by a deeper and more dangerous light.

He looked down at the moon goddess in his arms, who was trembling slightly with excitement and anticipation, and a smile slowly crept onto his lips... a meaningful smile, like that of a hunter looking at his prey who had finally stepped into the perfect trap.

"All in? All of it?" His voice regained its languid and playful tone, even carrying a hint of approval. "Very good, Miss Artemis, your courage... truly impresses me."

He didn't look at the dice cup that had fallen onto her back, nor did he immediately agree or refuse. Instead, he fixed his deep eyes on hers, which burned with the flames of revenge, and continued slowly and deliberately:

“However, before we open the cup, there’s something I feel I need to remind you of…” His fingers gently brushed her sweaty temples, the touch so tender it sent chills down her spine. “Do you really think that three ones are the lowest possible number you can get by rolling three dice?”

"What do you mean! Why isn't three ones the smallest possible score?!"

Artemis felt as if her heart was being gripped by an icy hand. Wang Chong's meaningful smile and lighthearted words were like the tongue of a venomous snake licking her nerves, instantly filling her with intense unease. Her voice became sharp with the sudden surge of fear.

However, Wang Chong simply smiled that chilling smile and ignored her questioning.

He tilted his head slightly, his gaze fixed on the void, and announced in a deep and clear voice, "I'm going all in... Now, the dice cup can be opened."

The cold, unyielding laws of the contract responded silently. Two invisible forces simultaneously swept across the table, slowly lifting the lids from the dice cups of the two individuals.

Artemis's gaze was fixed on her dice cup.

Three dice lay silently on the bottom cover, the scarlet dot like a congealed bead of blood, clear and glaring: one, one, one. Three dots in total.

This was clearly the smallest number that could theoretically be rolled with three dice, and a surge of elation at surviving a close call almost burst from her throat.

But in that instant of joy, she caught a glimpse of Wang Chong's dice cup out of the corner of her eye.

In an instant, all the color drained from Artemis's face, as if all her strength had been drained away, leaving only a horrifying paleness.

His throat felt like it was being choked, and he could only manage to squeeze out broken, breathy words: "How...how could this be! This...it's impossible!"

Wang Chong's three dice were stacked together in an almost impossible manner.

The two bottom dice are completely covered, their numbers are completely hidden and thus invalidated.

Only the topmost die, its face up, with that crimson dot, like a mocking one-eyed monster, is coldly and unashamedly exposed to the judgment of the contract's laws.

a little.

Wang Chong's bizarre throwing method resulted in a final score of one point.

It was even a one-to-three situation, creating a two-point gap! The cold, merciless light of the contractual laws flashed, instantly completing the reckoning.

This means that Artemis not only lost all of her 15980 points in her desperate gamble, but also owed Wang Chong the same amount of huge points!

From heaven to hell in an instant, from having everything to having nothing... all in a flash. For a gambler, this is the most desperate moment.

"thump!"

Artemis's knees buckled, unable to support her weight any longer, and she collapsed heavily to her knees. Her knees, encased in expensive stockings, slammed onto the cold ground with a dull thud.

The light in her eyes was completely extinguished, swallowed by a deathly, unbelievable despair. The whole world seemed to collapse and spin before her eyes, leaving only the three stacked dice and that glaring crimson spot, burning her retinas like a brand.

When the gamble ended, she lost everything, including her last bit of strength and hope.

Chapter 693 Souvenirs

The cold light of the contractual laws had not yet completely dissipated, and the air was filled with an intense atmosphere of desire and despair.

Artemis, as if all her bones had been removed, slumped on the cold gambling table, her stocking-clad legs forcibly spread into a humiliating M shape under the manipulation of invisible rules.

Her slender fingers, once wielding the divine bow, now trembled uncontrollably, forced to press against the sides of the entrance to her most secret garden, revealing the sacred place, which had never been shown to any living being, to Wang Chong without reservation.

"Heh..." Wang Chong's deep laughter echoed in the deathly silent room, carrying undisguised mockery and the pleasure of being in control of everything.

His long, calloused fingers, as if appraising a rare treasure, yet with a hint of blasphemy, gently traced the edge of Artemis's entrance, which trembled slightly with nervousness.

The cool touch from that delicate skin contrasted sharply with the warmth of the fingertips.

“My Lady Artemis,” Wang Chong’s voice, like a viper’s hiss, pierced Artemis’s eardrums, “You didn’t really think… that little trick you just pulled would make me lose control, did you?”

Wang Chong leaned down, his hot breath spraying onto her sweaty neck, carrying a hint of masculine musk and the unique scent of afterglow, making Artemis's stomach churn.

"I've been with countless women, what kind of service haven't I tasted?" Wang Chong maliciously pressed his thumb against the delicate clitoris, causing Artemis to let out a suppressed whimper, her body trembling violently. She tried to close her legs but was firmly imprisoned by the power of the rules.

"If I don't want to, your clumsy attempts at entanglement are nothing more than a little trick to add to the fun."

Artemis's heart sank into an icy abyss. So... so it was all a lie! That uncontrolled growl, that gushing torrent... it was all just a carefully orchestrated play!

An overwhelming sense of humiliation overwhelmed her instantly, a hundred times greater than when the daisies were forcibly cultivated!

Artemis felt like a complete clown, thinking she had grasped the hope of turning the tables, but she was just struggling in vain in the cage her opponent had drawn.

“From the very beginning, this was a trap tailor-made for you, my dear Lady Artemis.”

Wang Chong's voice was cold and cruel, shattering Artemis's last shred of illusion.

"When you're like a gambler blinded by greed, betting everything and hoping to turn the tables in one fell swoop, you've already lost completely! How can a chess player who has laid out the strategy be overthrown by a self-righteous piece?"

Wang Chong straightened up and looked down at her, his eyes like those of someone looking at a prize that was within easy reach.

The enormous debt, like an invisible shackle, granted Wang Chong near-absolute control through the laws of contract.

He was no longer satisfied with conquering the rear; what he demanded was Artemis's most core and inviolable symbol as a virgin goddess—the purity protected by oaths!

"No...no! Wang Chong! You demon! Stop!!" Artemis screamed in terror, twisting her body desperately, trying to break free from the invisible restraints.

However, the light of the contract's laws acted like the strongest chains, pinning her firmly to the table. She discovered in despair that she couldn't even detonate her divine core or self-destruct.

Her body and her soul had become playthings in Wang Chong's hands.

Wang Chong ignored her curses. He calmly pulled a piece of pure white silk from thin air and slowly spread it under Artemis's slightly dangling buttocks.

The pure white color, combined with her current disheveled and humiliated state, formed the most glaring irony.

"What...what are you going to do?" Artemis's voice trembled uncontrollably as she looked at the white cloth, a sense of foreboding gripping her heart.

"doing what?"

Wang Chong chuckled, his fingertips once again tracing her moist entrance, maliciously scraping at that sensitive core.

“This is the final moment for the goddess who swore eternal purity, Artemis. How can such a sacred ceremony not leave a ‘souvenir’? This piece of white silk is just right to hold your red vow that is about to shatter.”

Wang Chong spoke in a flippant tone, as if he were discussing an ordinary collection.

"You bastard! You shameless scoundrel! You can't do it!!" Artemis was filled with shame and indignation, and roared with all her might, trying to use anger to cover up the fear that went deep into her bones.

She felt a strange tingling and wet sensation at the entrance, a shameful reaction of her body to fear and the unknown.

Wang Chong had clearly noticed it too. He chuckled softly, dipped his fingertip in a tiny drop of the shimmering liquid, and waved it in front of Artemis's eyes:

"Look at your honest little mouth. You say no, but your body is already ready to welcome me. It seems that even your divine body understands the principle of submission better than you do."

“Shut up! That’s not it!!” Artemis denied it outright, but her voice trembled as she listened to the teasing touch of the other’s fingertips.

Just then, an even larger, hotter, and more oppressive silhouette replaced her fingers and pressed against her sacred entrance, which had never been visited before.

"Ugh—!" Artemis gasped sharply, her body instantly tensing like a fully drawn bowstring.

She could clearly feel that menacing peak, with irresistible force, trying to force open the tightly closed door, advancing little by little, steadily, towards the invisible barrier built of vows inside.

“Relax, my goddess,” Wang Chong’s voice was husky with a hint of mockery, but his waist pressed forward steadily and powerfully. “This is just the beginning… Let’s see if your vow is stronger, or if the power granted to me by the contract is greater?”