Succubus Prison

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boom! ! !

The golden orb of destruction, having reached its critical point and lost its master's guidance, ultimately went completely out of control in Mattie's hands!

Instead of being unleashed on the battlefield to destroy the enemy as intended, the terrifying torrent of magic erupted between Mattie's palms.

"Oh no—!!!"

Maddie let out a desperate wail. The backlash of magic first struck the caster herself. Her magnificent robes turned to ashes in the golden light, and her perfect body, constructed of alchemy, was instantly covered with spiderweb-like cracks, as if it would collapse at any moment. A blinding golden light burst outward from her, engulfing the entire emerald platform. Everything in its path was turned to gold, and the golden skeleton guards near the platform were directly transformed into pure gold statues.

"Uh ah ah!"

The scene of losing control of power that happened when she was a child played out again. The backlash was so painful that she could no longer maintain her levitating posture and fell from mid-air, crashing heavily to the ground. She kept groaning, but even so, she did not forget to curse.

"You bastard lustful bastard, you beast, you madman! You're nothing but a stinking dog!"

"...What did I do to offend you? Did I kill your mother? Tell me!"

El was unable to answer her question.

His current situation is not much better. Although he managed to dodge to the side with amazing reflexes and drink a recovery potion the moment he lost control of his power, the effect was limited. He was violently thrown away by the huge energy impact and crashed into a golden pillar in the distance before stopping. If his body had not already been digitized, he would probably have been seriously injured due to fractures and displaced internal organs.

Even though he lost more than half of his health bar, he succeeded!

He endured the pain, leaned on his wooden sword to stand up, and calmly watched the small, heavily pregnant figure writhing in the center of the platform as she slowly approached him.

“Greed.” El’s tone held little joy in his victory as he calmly said, “You lost.”

Maddie struggled to lift her head, her golden eyes fixed on El. Her once arrogant face was now filled with hatred and humiliation. "Lost? I don't think so. You're just a lucky bastard. I've seen plenty of bastards like you."

"As long as you can't find my Horcrux, I am immortal. Just wait for my revenge!"

Maddie's Life-Saving Box

"Is that what you're talking about?"

El crouched down, reached out, pinched her soft face, and then mercilessly gouged out her left eye. He examined it carefully in his palm; it was probably some kind of diamond. Ignoring her murderous glare, he put it into his backpack.

He was too lazy to even complain. Liches with some strength often liked to carry their life-saving caskets with them, only to be destroyed along with them. What was the point of that?

El knew that time was running out, and he had to extract as much value as possible from this great sin before she recovered, using the methods he was best at.

Chapter 146 Defeat CG

"Now, I should collect my spoils."

"You...you dare!" Maddie tried to struggle and continue to curse him, but she could barely lift her arms. She could only watch helplessly as El ripped off the remaining fragments of her robe, revealing her exquisitely sculpted body.

Her lower abdomen was swollen from the ambush she had just suffered, symbolizing the forced state of "pregnancy" that had been imposed upon her. For her, this was a more intense humiliation than losing her virginity.

"You'll regret this! I'm going to turn you into gold and then melt you down..."

Maddie's voice trembled with anger, and the threat she was about to utter was interrupted by Al's rough actions. Without any foreplay or tenderness, he directly parted her stiff legs and thrust his hips into that secret place that had never been touched in any way before. The cold, tight, and unlubricated sensation followed.

"Unfortunately, you can't turn me into gold, just as I can't directly control your desires."

"Ah! You beast! You stinking dog!"

El ignored her, as if he wanted to leave her with an unforgettable memory of defeat in the most primitive way, so that she would be three points weaker when she saw him in the future, and at the same time, he would release all the pressure brought by the battle.

He held down Mattie's violently twisting waist, each thrust heavy and deep, relentlessly grinding against the cold inner walls of her passage. He whispered in her ear, "I'm actually quite curious. Since you used alchemy to modify your body to combat the side effects of the power of greed, why do you still need to put on airs? Doesn't that just create an extra weakness?"

Upon hearing this, Maddie's body convulsed violently, not from pleasure, but from anger. "A psychopath? That's not something you can fake; it's something you've always had." "What do you know? My alchemy is perfect! The dolls I make can simulate real senses. Once you attach your soul to one, it's practically a rebirth..."

Even so, she was already beginning to regret it. If she hadn't used such a delicate body, she wouldn't have had to experience such a direct and brutal violation, pure pain and humiliation, mixed with a trace of physiological reactions she had never experienced before, but didn't want to experience.

"Ah, stop! Stop right now! You pervert!" Maddie's curses began to be mixed with strange moans, and her swollen belly swayed with El's movements, making her look particularly lewd.

El looked down at the host beneath him, who had once been high and mighty, rich and ruthless, and who regarded everything as property, and was now being conquered and desecrated by him in the most primal way. A strong sense of conquest surged into his heart.

He beat the strong woman to her knees and forced her to return as a sex slave. His actions conformed to the laws of lust, and he was thus promoted. A purple light emanated from his body, while Maddie's curses seemed to become the accompaniment to this promotion ceremony.

Upon witnessing this scene, a seemingly absurd yet all-encompassing thought slithered into Maddie's mind like a venomous snake.

Could it be that all of this—this mad destruction, this meticulously planned uprising, this war that shook her foundations and caused her to suffer heavy losses—was ultimately for the purpose of lust, just for this?

Just so that I can pin her down and forcibly possess her like this?

The idea was so absurd, yet so perfectly aligned with the essence of "lust," that Maddie couldn't help but continue thinking along this line of thought: if the other party's goal was merely her body, then she could simply make the deal! If she could salvage all these losses with her body, and even gain the support of a great sinner, why pay such a heavy price?

"Ah, stop! You...you beast with no manners whatsoever!" Maddie stared intently at El with her last remaining golden eye, her words punctuated by another violent impact. "I have questions for you! Could it be that all you did—destroying my Golden Palace, releasing that stinking lizard, instigating the riot...was just so you could rape me like this?!"

El paused for a moment, about to say that it couldn't possibly be for such a superficial reason, it was just a struggle for the throne, as always, but then he thought again, this beautiful misunderstanding was exactly what he needed right now!

“What else, darling?” He thrust his hips forward, penetrating deeply to the very depths, feeling Mattie’s delicate body tremble slightly. “What do you think I went to all this trouble for? For your gold? What a joke! What would I do with gold? From the very beginning, all I wanted was this. What can I do, I’m just lustful?”

He reached out and pinched her soft breasts, fondling them and squeezing out milk. "What could be more exciting than conquering a great sin, pulling her down from her high golden throne, pinning her down, watching her rage, struggle, and finally have to submit? As for your golden palace, I'm sorry, if there were other ways, I wouldn't want to."

Boom! Maddie's mind seemed to explode. Her guess was actually true. The most absurd, superficial, and incomprehensible possibility had actually been admitted by the other party!

Just for this?!

Risking his life just to satisfy his perverted desires? Just so he could rape her?

A strong sense of absurdity overwhelmed her instantly.

"Aaaaaah!!! I'm going to kill you!" Maddie completely broke down. "You lunatic! Lust, you're a complete caveman! A lower-body animal! Idiot! Moron! Incurable pervert!!"

She struggled desperately, "If only I had known! If only I had known you just wanted to fuck me!" Her voice was already trembling with sobs, "You should have said so earlier! I'll give it to you! I'll give it to you, okay? I'll let you fuck me ten thousand times! A hundred thousand times! A million times, I'll let you fuck me! Fuck me as much as you want, from morning till night! Why did you have to destroy my golden palace! Why did you have to hurt my purse! That's all money, my money, my money!"

"You stupid idiot whose brain is only filled with sperm! You've ruined everything!" She was incoherent, unable to comprehend why anyone would go to such lengths for something like this.

Looking at the completely defenseless Maddie beneath him, El felt nothing, and even wanted to laugh. Anyone who took these words seriously was a real fool.

He continued doing his work, but the pace slowed down slightly. He was still sharp-tongued, saying, "You can't buy foresight. It's too late to say this now."

Having said that, he quickened his final sprint, pouring all his scorching essence into the depths of that cold body amidst Maddie's sobs and curses. Maddie's body convulsed violently as a result, her golden pupils staring blankly at the shattered golden dome.

Al, panting, slowly withdrew. He stood up and looked at Maddie on the ground, who looked like a broken doll, her eyes empty and her belly still swollen.

"Binding the fleeting moment with an enduring aftertaste, in consideration of my hard work, could you answer a few questions for me?"

Maddie was so devastated that her eyes seemed to have been dead for a while. After several seconds, she answered listlessly, "Ask away."

"Besides that one, do you have any other backups of your Horcruxes?"

Maddie sneered, "Isn't that obvious? No family only does one good deed. I'm not afraid to tell you, there are seven in total, and six more. Go ahead and look for them."

“That’s true.” Although surprised, El nodded in agreement. “The second question is, of the other major sins, who do you hate the most, or rather, who do you think has the best chance of ascending to the throne besides yourself?”

Maddie's eyes seemed to brighten a little, and she instantly understood his meaning, a hint of schadenfreude flashing in them—haha, this beast of lust, he just finished harming her and is about to harm someone else!

To be honest, as long as she could make money, the throne was of no importance to her. But since it could annoy other powerful lords and regents, she was happy to see it happen.

If lust dies because of this, then she should celebrate with champagne!

"Ha, do you even need to ask? Of course it's arrogance. She holds the army in her hands."

El honestly replied, "But I can't beat her for now. I heard she can reflect all attacks, which is too unfair."

Maddie scoffed, "You think you can get my help? Don't dream about it! Get lost. While I'm still weak, once I'm better, you'll be the first person I kill!"

After saying that, she closed her eyes, clearly not intending to communicate any further.

Al glanced at Maddie one last time and said softly, "By the way, you're not actually pregnant." Then he turned and left.

Chapter 147 Meneville, the Lake Fairy

After emerging, El realized just how severe the magical backlash caused by Mattie was; almost everything nearby had been turned to gold. It was truly unimaginable how many casualties such a powerful spell would cause if it were unleashed on the battlefield.

With the retreat of the slave rebellion army, the storm of war has subsided, but the core area of ​​the Golden Palace has been severely damaged.

The countless wreckage carried by the flowing water resembled the River Styx, heading towards their destined end.

This scene is truly heartbreaking.

Al knew he had to leave immediately. Matty's threat was no exaggeration. Once she regained some strength, or once her personal troops regrouped, he would be in dire straits.

They fought and retreated along the way, and finally broke through the encirclement without any major incident.

Hey! Over here!

Just then, an anxious call came from above.

El looked in the direction of the sound and saw Melona's enormous dragon body circling in the sky. Her powerful dragon wings stirred up strong air currents, blowing up dust all around. On her broad back, Muels, whose upper body was pressed against the dragon scales, was stretching out a jade arm towards him with all her might, her long silver hair flying wildly in the wind.

Without hesitation, El grabbed her cool, smooth hand tightly. Muirses blushed, gritted her teeth, and with a mighty effort, her slender arms unleashed astonishing strength, pulling him onto the dragon's back. She then made him sit in front of her, while Little Red Riding Hood sat on Muirses, clinging tightly to her waist.

"Thank you!" El said, his gaze quickly sweeping down.

From a high altitude, the damage to the Golden Palace is even more apparent. The once magnificent complex now has a huge hole in the southwest—the mark of Medrona's crawling. Floods are raging through the streets and corridors, and fires have broken out in multiple areas, sending up thick plumes of smoke.

He saw that the slaves and sea creatures had broken through the encirclement and entered the river, and he also saw many panicked guests and staff fleeing in panic.

The outline of the abandoned castle in the distance was faintly visible. He seemed to see Freya, Irene, and Yishuang, but it was just an illusion.

Further away, nearby permanent troops are assembling.

"Hold on tight!" Melona's voice boomed in his mind.

El was taken aback. "So you can speak Common Tongue?"

Melona ignored her, took a deep breath, her chest bulging, and then aimed at the magnificent archway at the entrance to the Golden Palace before exhaling sharply.

Al chuckled to himself, thinking, "Is this what they call 'not forgetting to spit before leaving'?"

"Roar!" Melona let out a deep dragon roar, as if declaring her freedom. Without pausing, she flapped her broad dragon wings and quickly caught up with her followers.

The shadow cast by her massive body swept across the crowd below, immediately eliciting gasps of surprise.

……

At dawn, the cold wind lashed against my face.

El leaned against Muirses's chest. The siren girl seemed a little cold, clinging tightly to him with bright, sparkling eyes.

As if suddenly remembering something, he shouted towards the direction of the dragon's head, "Merona! I forgot something, the Empire also has troops stationed at the estuary! We can't get back to the ocean by following the river; we're just walking into a trap. We must find another way out!"

The sound was muffled in the wind, but Melona heard it clearly and then let out a low growl that was hard to decipher.

"speak English!"

Muels cautiously tugged at his sleeve, then stammered in Common, "Your Highness, she doesn't seem to really enjoy the feeling of telepathy with you. She's asking, where should we go next?"

After a moment of thought, an idea gradually became clear to El: now, there was only one person who could protect them and was capable of resolving their current predicament—to be precise, a fairy named Funing.

"Go to my teacher!" El said in a deep voice. "Go to Mirror Lake! Melona, ​​do you know where Mirror Lake is? It's the largest inland lake in the Empire, in the southeast..."

Melona nodded slightly with her enormous head. As a water dragon and guardian of the ocean and aquatic life, she naturally had some knowledge of the important waterways on the continent.

Mirror Lake is the abode of the fairies in the lake, so of course she knew that.

Even the noble dragons must maintain a respectful attitude in that place.

Melona let out a long dragon roar, as if in response to El's words. Her huge dragon wings flapped again, and she turned around and flew towards Mirror Lake, a tranquil and sacred body of water in the center of the continent.

……

On the shores of Mirror Lake, a sacred place of water.

Mirror Lake, as its name suggests, is as calm as a huge silver mirror inlaid on the earth. The lakeside is lush with aquatic plants, and the low calls of water birds and the calls of deer are the main themes here. It is so peaceful that it seems to be an ideal paradise secluded from the world.

Melona's enormous body landed on a soft patch of grass by the lake, breathing heavily.

El jumped off the dragon's back with Muerses in her arms, her feet landing on the damp grass. The long flight and being away from the sea had left her somewhat listless, but the wetlands, exuding a strong aura of water element, restored some of her energy.

Because the fishtail made it difficult for her to move on land, El held Muels in her arms the whole time. She looked at the sacred place with curiosity and awe. El's behavior was completely different from hers. She shouted at the calm lake surface, "Teacher! Teacher, are you home? Why haven't you come to the capital to visit me and my sister for so long? Have you forgotten about us!"

The lake did not respond; only the rustling of the reeds in the breeze could be heard.

Just as El was about to call out again, a sudden change occurred.

The lake water in front of them began to surge without warning, not with violent waves, but with a gentle upward rise. The clear lake water seemed to come alive, arching upward and beginning to take shape. In a few breaths, a female figure made entirely of the flowing lake water appeared on the surface of the lake.

She was tall and elegant, with a holy and indistinct face, as if shrouded in a flowing mist. Only a pair of eyes containing endless "wisdom" could be seen. She walked barefoot on the surging lake water, and the water formed tiny ripples under her feet. She wore a long dress made of water light, and her long, emerald-green hair fell to her waist. Her whole figure exuded the pure aura of water.

Meniver, the forger of the holy sword, the mentor of heroes, and the fairy of the lake, descended in an elemental form.

Her gaze first fell on her unworthy disciple, then she glanced at the beautiful sea monster he was holding, who seemed a little uneasy. Then, her eyes turned to the enormous elemental dragon beside her, which was cautiously curling its claws. The shared water aura made her feel a natural sense of closeness, and she let out a soft sigh.

“El,” Menivel’s voice was ethereal and serene, “you brat, tell me, what trouble have you gotten your master into this time?”

"Teacher, there are no outsiders here, so please stop pretending."