assistirfilmes Chapter 483 Torturing The Hero XI (R-18)
Chapter 483 Torturing The Hero XI (R-18)
Alros observed as the Hero soon left the Arena when the announcer spoke of this being the last fight, and there is none. A single clone guided her to a room, one that he did not enchant it any way, mostly because of how useless it would be to do so against the Hero.
As for his Witches that pull the short-end of the stick, they were currently being carried on stretchers, with several healers doing their best to heal them.
It is a good thing the Hero could not kill them, likely knowing the retaliation she would receive would be too much, not to mention, the wooden sword she had been enchant to not be able to kill anyone, though the recipients of the sword would not think so.
"Oh well, tomorrow I will avenge them anyway." Alros said to himself as he head towards the healing station, where Fiora, Lisa and Arin currently being healed.
As for why he went there, it is to heal them, and do some very kinky stuff to the injured Witches, as seeing them being hurt ignite his desire even more.
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Mirna prepared herself for another day of fighting. She was not completely sure of what the Demon Lord is planning, but she expected that today would be the day that she would find out.
As for what will happen to her when she did, Mirna expected that she would suffer but she would keep fighting even as she did so.
And so, the Hero of Holy Nation emerged from the passage, still in the skimpy clothes that the Demon Lord forced on her, and wait.
"From the challenger side, we have the Hero of Holy Nation, besting A-rankers with complete ease, showing the strength of the Hero!"
Stopping the slash, she stabbed at the Demon Lord, hitting him squarely at the chest, and pushing him back. It is too bad that the sword is a wooden one, or she could end him, which is a possibility that the Demon Lord did not overlook.
The Demon Lord looked at his chest, eying the bruise that formed, the strike is no joke as it would have been enough to destroy a wall, despite the equipment used being a training wooden sword, before his eyes landed on her, the smirk earlier disappearing.
"Looks like I should get serious." was what he said before he dissappear, moving as fast, if not faster than her. Mirna tried to dodge him. Keyword: tried.
The Demon Lord easily caught her wrists before pulling it upward, getting her to drop her sword, and leaving her defenseless to him, especially with one hand still free.
"Let me go!" she yelled, trying to struggle, yet the Demon Lord proved stronger than her, which was surprising as he should have been one only for a few short months.
As she continued her desperate struggle, she forget another part of a Demon, which she was then reminded in a horrible way as the undergarment holding her breast was pulled from the string at the center were snapped by a tail, letting it hanged loosely by her side, before dropping to the floor, leaving her perky, and slightly large breast bare to the spectators.
Which as filled with a lot of people, from Demons, to women, and men.
If not for her arms being locked by the Demon Lord, she would have covered her modesty, yet she could not do so as light breeze began to tickle her nipples, making her shiver slightly.
"Oh Hero," he said in a sing-song voice, "you should know what will happen after this~" her eyes widen in fear, not just because she knew she would be rape by the Demon Lord, which is every morning at this point, but she would be watched by a large crowd, with most of the gaze would be of the lecherous kind.
"No!" she yelled, trashing her body even harder in vain attempt to escape, yet, the Demon Lord was only amused by it, shown by how his tail and free hand pressed against her crotch, eliciting a moan and increase in her body temperature from the touch on her loin.
"It's time to give these spectators a show they have been waiting for~"