Demon Lord: Erotic Adventure in Another World - Chapter 697

697: Strange Woman 697: Strange Woman Asmodeus brushed the last remnants of blood from his cheek, the once bright walls now crimson red, elegant carpets filled with mounds of flesh and gore.

Yet despite this, his loose pants remained spotless.

Behind him, a trail of death.

Ahead, a passage to the Black Hand Gang’s base.  Glassy eyes devoid of emotion watched him leave.

No longer able to dream of a quick earning or fleecing an easy mark.  ‘After all, the back market is great.’  He glanced back at the chaos, letting out a sigh.

‘Maybe I shouldn’t have gone so far…’  Huge craters, cracks and deformed bodies hung from the walls.

If someone were to interpret and paint one of hell’s floors, then this room must’ve been one of them.

“Are you going to keep hiding in the darkness?” Asmodeus spat out before he licked his lips.

‘That aura isn’t human.’  His eyes closed, the pulsating golden threads now clearer and much thicker with ends that split into whisker-like tendrils sifting through the air.

“Oh my, does that mean you can still sense me?”  A seductive tone, filled with the sultry charm of an entire red-light district.

High class.

Yet still, someone, Asmodeus, couldn’t trust.

‘If not for that disgusting aura.’ Then he might have let his guard down earlier.  “To think, that you emotionless stones are lingering on earth.” “!!!” Instantly, the woman’s aura fluctuated, from a soft and seductive flicker to countless hands, hidden from sight, ready to tear Asmodeus apart.

Bzzzt, Crack!

The tremble of the air fluctuated as he watched those invisible hands destroy the walls, tearing them apart as if made of cotton, then rushing at him in a tide of pink claws.

“How do you know about us!?” Asmodeus tilted his head and twisted his lips into a smile.

“Does it matter?” “Freeze.” A simple order.

His monotone word echoed, growing louder with each repetition as the air itself cracked and froze like an arctic breeze and formed magic.

Abyssal Magic.

A fact that shocked the mysterious silhouette.

A huge wall of ice blocked the corridor instantly.

Hssss, Crack…..!  “How dare you use that vile, disgusting magic in front of me, the fifth child!”  ‘Hysteria, nice.’ Shatter!

“What?” Asmodeus gasped.

His frozen wall, more than a metre thick, shattered into perfect shards of ice, forming thousands of blades.

The woman’s pink claws grabbed the blades and lunged at him with countless shards of death.

‘These fucking arbiters…’ “Bitch.” He spat and clawed at the air.  Blood Reaver appeared from the crack as Asmodeus tore it from the void and lowered his stance and narrowed his golden eyes.  Focused on the raging blades and deadly claws, he twisted his body and struck back, the shards of ice tearing his pants, cheek and nipping his neck.

“Tsk!” He slammed his hand against the approaching ice, crushing it into icy dust, using his other hand to deflect the swords aiming for his life.  “Who is the bitch now, demon!?” Her voice increased several octaves, becoming a perverted squeal as she darted across the frozen floor, like an ice fairy.

Despite his rapid movements, the golden dome could barely slow her pink hands down.

‘How?’ His mind raced while dancing in the bloody hallway, sparks of blood and frost creating a beautiful array of light.

“Kyahahahaha!

A filthy mortal dared to act tough, now look at you!” ‘Well she is a beauty.’  Asmodeus closed one eye, focusing on the darkness…

some sort of illusion blocked his vision, masking her figure and voice.

Yet he could feel it in his bones, his flesh.

This woman wasn’t so different from him, the seduction and hunger.  “What of it?

Miriam.”  “E-Eh?”  Suddenly, her onslaught of invisible hands paused.

The instant she did, Asmodeus shouted.

“IDIOT!” Bzzzzt, Vwooom!

There was no hesitation; his fingertip pointed at her and unleashed a devastating miniature beam of bloody light.  The woman’s eyes widened as the red light approached.

“You!?” Fsssssh!

Miriam’s body leaned to the side in desperation, the beam tore apart her cheek, burning the flesh, but she avoided death by rolling across the ground and sliding around the corner.

“You….you…..you….you…..you will die!”  Her voice and figure twisted, growing, evolving…

a dense aura flooded the air, heavy and dreadful.

Asmodeus’s shoulders drooped the moment it enveloped him like her pink hands all piled onto his body and pushed him to the ground.

‘Oh, this isn’t good…’  Asmodeus didn’t want to fight her here, the city, Nerim, Vivi and Logan.

The tingling sensation of an Arbiter transforming into their combat form was something he learned well after the last time.  ‘It’s not as sharp as that woman.’  He sucked in a deep breath, taking a moment to control his aura, folding the magic and demon aura into his divine and abyssal energies.

“Magic is useless against these things.” “Kill you.

I’ll Kill you, Kill you…

dirty, filthy, inferior beings!” Unable to approach while she transformed, Asmodeus just observed, focusing his eyes on the woman’s transformation, layers upon layers of hands caressed, stroked…

almost as if she was pleasuring every inch of her body.

“Hnnnng!” Then, with an obscene squelch, the hands entered her, and the woman’s pleasant voice echoed through the halls, and everything became silent.

Crack, shatter!

Something changed in the woman who pointed towards him and formed a pink barrier that enveloped Asmodeus.

“So handsome…

but I have to kill you~ forgive me, I’ll enjoy eating your heart!” ‘Twisted woman!’ Everything stopped: the sense of danger, the sound of blood dripping.

The moment Asmodeus tried to move, the corridor vanished, and he found himself standing in the royal bedroom of his empire.  Wooosh!

A curtain opened, revealing a beautiful woman, her skin pale like the moon, hair white like snow, a divine beauty with curves that would drive even the demon king insane.  “My dear husband, you finally came to me.” Asmodeus knew he could tell it wasn’t her.

But…

his body and mind moved in opposite directions as if trapped on parallel paths.

“S-Serena?” Rustle, swish!

Serena rolled her shoulders, letting her silk kimono slide gracefully to the ground, revealing her dynamite curves, and the heavy, round breasts that drove Asmodeus mad.

“What’s the matter darling?”  ‘This isn’t right, what’s happening?’ He tried to resist, to move his arms, but as if something held him in place and controlled him like a puppet, his body could only approach the beautiful fake.

Yet, his heart raced, hungry, ravenous for the familiar meal that he oh so loved!

Even if fake, how could he resist his empress’s scent, her voice and the way she moved whenever trying to seduce him at night?

‘This damn witch!’ Asmodeus bit his tongue so deep that a sweet, iron taste spread through his mouth the moment his hands stroked her breasts, gently flicking over her swollen nipples.

He sank his teeth deeper.

‘Wake up!’ ‘This isn’t her!’ ‘Attack!’ The bitch controlled him somehow, this illusion and his hands, which caressed and squeezed Serena’s tits enough to deform them, just how she liked it.

His thumbs are tracing ever so gently over the tip of her areola.

The fake quivered with a disgusting moan.

“Hnnng~ You’re good at this…..Mmmm.”  With rage and disgust burning away at his heart, the tingling sensation across his skin became dull as his lips moved.

“…

Disgusting.” he managed to retaliate, the control over his lips and body weakened…

“Nnnn~ don’t stop now.

Let’s keep going, baby?

If this is no good then…” Her arms clung to his neck before she sealed his lips, kissing him.

It tasted nothing like Serena; this thing’s lips tasted like honey.

Sweet and addictive.

Enough that he almost wanted more.

The Arbiter’s eyes narrowed as she wrapped his tongue with her moist lips and blew into his mouth.

“Ugk!?” “Nnnnph~ Shhh, shhhh.” Snap!

Fwoooo!

Immediately after the pink smoke spread from her lips, flowed into his mouth and flooded his lungs, the world became dark.

‘Stop!’ Bang!

Asmodeus stood resolutely, his eyes closed, a tiny golden film wrapped around his body, with his fist outstretched, covered in white and golden blood.  “Ugh…

Ryuji, how could you hit me!?” “Eh?” His eyes opened, and the scene changed once again.

He stared in shock at the image before him, the old castle, Grigor.

Another memory of his…

on the bed, covering her breasts with one hand and crotch with the other, revealing glimpses of her golden pubes while blood dripped from her nose.  ‘It’s Yumiko this time?’  The fear in her eyes, the strange atmosphere, and down to the damp scent of the moist stone walls in the bathroom.  He glanced down at the monster and grinned.

“Yumiko’s pussy is the prettiest of my wives, huh, what a delightful view…” “…!”  Thud!

Before the Arbiter could respond, he pulled back his head, then, with a low growl, he smashed it into hers.

The loud band echoed along with the crack of her skull, as the walls shattered, like broken glass and collapsed.

“Nooooooo!” Asmodeus returned to the corridor, stained with blood, lay on his back completely naked while glancing up at the pure white arbiter with curly crimson hair about to mount him.  His eyes trailed across her perfectly sculpted body before he snorted.

“Wow, your tits are tiny.” “Ah..?” She almost looked stunned as he lifted both legs and kicked her away.

The naked Arbiter smashed into the wall and vanished from sight, while Asmodeus climbed to his feet and adjusted his clothes.

“Weren’t they supposed to be divine, what a perverted woman.” He glared at the place she vanished and lifted his palm.

“Let’s kill her.” Energy rapidly gathered at his palm, creating a low crackling buzz, while the walls shook visibly from the sudden forceful movements of the divine aura.

A sphere of blood condensed with crackling lightning, growing in power each second, he channelled his aura.

In the distance, her shrill scream suddenly reverberated.  “Shaaaaaaaaaaa!” “Shut it.” Asmodeus closed one eye, focusing his sight on her body, then unleashed the beam from his palm.

The red light devoured the corridor, ripping wood, stone and metal and vaporising it all as it lanced towards the Arbiter.

VWOOOM!