Shadow of the Evil God

Cesar ignored the night-gaunt's threat, grasping the longsword Sefra had thrown him and swung forward, only to feel himself slicing through the air. The dark night-gaunt wasn't as resilient as he'd imagined, unable to withstand the violent impact or the slashing winds of the blade. He even thought he was about to strike stone, his wrist numb from the impact. Instead, it split in two at the impact of Sefra's blade, each splitting into two wings and swooping into the woods behind him.

Although this thing didn't spread the invisible terror of the Nightmare, he felt that things were definitely more complicated than that. He retreated cautiously, trying to find cover. Sure enough, the two pieces of rags rose into the air and merged again in the unreachable sky, looking like two shattered clouds of smoke merging into one.

At that moment, it soared higher than the highest mountain he had ever seen, and its descent was a blast.

Storm. As it glided close to the ground, it carved a vast chasm through the forest beneath it. As for its own existence—if the White Nightmare was a monster gathering countless souls, then it was simply a hollow hole in the world. Cesar looked at it but felt nothing, as if it were empty within.

Cesar swung his sword again, slicing it in half, but the impact nearly sent his body flying, forcing him to stumble back. As he watched it soar through the night sky once more, he was still pondering how to kill it once and for all, only to find his skin stiffening. The hot breath he'd shared with Ajeh had also turned cold, as if the heat in him had suddenly faded.

He should have noticed it earlier, but at the time, he only saw the night terror soaring into the air, and didn't notice that his fingers were slightly stiff. Every time the night terror flew past him, it would take away some heat or something from his flesh and soul.

By this time, it had carried the heat of Cesar's flesh and soul into a dark halo surrounded by light. The darkness between the halos reflected no light at all and was completely invisible. This dark light flickered in the sky, suddenly appearing in front of him and suddenly disappearing in the night sky above his head.

He really wanted to capture Legosius and ask him what to do with it. As one of the greatest disasters of the previous era, if these white nightmares that ravaged the sky were also affected, would it mean that the next era would be even more unpredictable than the last?

Chapter 375 I Should Bite You Harder

The crown promised by the White Nightmare Legosius, the spread of the beastman tribes, the tides that shelter the abyss, the temples that tear down the past order in search of change, and the various schools of magic in Itris that are in turmoil, all these factors are piling up on each other. Even though Cesar has only a vague understanding of the dusty history, he feels that turmoil is not far away.

He strives for power and status in the secular world, partly so that he can protect himself and those around him when something terrible happens. However, what he strives for is far more than just the secular world.

Only by uncovering the veil of history and discovering the truth of the past could he make more directional preparations. If the temple and the school of magic were seeking change and felt their situation was unstable, he certainly couldn't say his own situation was necessarily stable.

Even the Nightmare trapped here could be a foreshadowing of things to come, not to mention the ancient tombs unearthed by the Farran Empire. Perhaps it was here that Ferrells gained insight into the future, leading to her current state. Perhaps neither Ferrells nor the Farran Empire had seen the full extent of the tombs. After all, they were not the ancestors of the Kuna people, and there were always places they could not reach.

Judging from the cursed knights and the broken remains of armor in the corridor, they probably brought about a great disaster.

Although Ajehe can hunt many unimaginable creatures, hunting the Nightmare, a thing that looks no different from the emptiness of the world, seems meaningless.

Who wants to eat a hollow cavity that's just there to absorb calories?

Although it was an exaggeration, Cesar felt that the Nightmare was a void of nothingness. Just as the tides of the Abyss absorbed the thoughts and activities of living beings, the Nightmare absorbed the soul and the warmth of life. However, it did not seem to truly absorb them, but simply allowed them to gradually shatter around it, transforming into a shimmering halo and releasing them outward.

"I thought you'd trust me more, Cesar. I'm going to eat that thing anyway."

While thinking, Cesar suddenly heard Ajeh's voice and felt her invisible sharp teeth biting his neck, conveying subtle dissatisfaction.

He wanted to tell her it was suspicious and stop biting it, but she was expressing more than just dissatisfaction. It seemed that after people saw each other naked, they had to deal not only with the dependence of their bodies but also with the expression of their emotions. Normally, she wouldn't express this proactively.

"I'm just skeptical," Cesar explained. "I think hunting and predation have to have boundaries, no matter what. You've torn at the history of the past, but they're just memories and illusions. This dark void, it doesn't..."

"If I were you, I wouldn't assume that everyone wants to settle down around the fire you've built, Cesar. I don't feel anything in that dull peace."

"But I need you..."

"I need you, too, Cesar," Ajeh's voice rang in his ear, "but not for anything you think I care about. Come with me and capture it. Don't use a sword or anything sharp. Find a vessel to hold it—our flesh and blood will serve as the vessel. If you don't want to be hurt, then separate from me and let me use my own flesh and blood."

"Your current broken body is too fragile."

As Cesar spoke, he lowered his body and stabbed his sword into the rock wall beside him to stabilize his body. Then he raised his head and faced the darkness soaring in the night sky.

"You really agree to anything you ask, Cesar," Ajeh said. "I'm a little worried about your mental state."

"You asked me to either let you go or help you, and then you mocked me after I decided to help you."

"Wild beasts never remember the kindness of others, otherwise they would be domesticated dogs."

"Maybe I should bite you harder so you remember the pain mixed with pleasure."

Cesar tensed as he spoke, watching the Nightmare tilt slightly, causing the halo surrounding it to slowly rotate. Never before had its existence felt so like a void, any visible order or chaos absent from its body. It was truly nothing, and Cesar didn't even think it had a mind. It absorbed heat like water flowing to a lower depth, but sometimes, that flowing water would also carry mud and gravel, becoming a murky torrent that drowned and shattered living things.

As soon as he saw it swooping down, he was struck down. He was back against the rock face, with no way to retreat, so the flickering dark light crashed straight into him, plunging him into the shattered rock in the blink of an eye. It wrapped its long, lightless wings around him and tore at him with its invisible claws. Every moment it sapped his light and heat, making the halo surrounding it increasingly blinding and intense.

Cesar fell amidst the crumbling, shattered rock, struggling to attack as the rocks buried everything. He gripped its long wings with his claws, tore at its face with his sharp teeth, and crushed it into the dark pile of rocks. He felt a small, broken wing fly away on its own, but he paid no attention, simply swallowing the shattered, tasteless darkness into his stomach.

Each fragment of the Nightmare seemed capable of independent movement, and more than one fragment had taken advantage of the chaos to flee into the distance, but he was digesting and corroding its main body, grinding it into smaller and smaller pieces. When they turned into slightly trembling gravel in his stomach, those tiny fragments could no longer struggle.

Cesar strong

He forced himself to his feet and watched as the fleeing fragments of the Nightmare merged high in the sky, transforming into another Nightmare. It seemed much smaller and flew much slower, but it persisted in swooping down towards him, its body ablaze with brilliant light. In the blink of an eye, the little Nightmare flew into his face, nearly wiping out his frozen face, while the aura surrounding it grew increasingly dazzling.

He felt a dark, dead void in his belly, as if the very fabric of the world had been emptied out within him, straining at his soul and flesh. It was hard to imagine such a thing could be eaten. If such a thing could be eaten, then what else could Ajiehe not eat?

Cesar gripped the absurd, bizarre thing tightly, ripping it from his face. Ignoring its struggles, he opened his mouth and bit it. Back then, the dog had eaten a white nightmare, but now he had swallowed a cursed night nightmare. Compared to her, his own was far more bizarre. This fleshless thing was practically a bound void, with no motivation other than to seek and absorb heat.

After it completely vanished, transforming into a strange, empty mass within his belly, Ajeh fell off him. She knelt on the ground, gasping for breath, gnashing her sharp teeth. At that moment, he felt his stiff, chilled body slowly recover, and the emptiness within him vanished, yet she looked unnatural.

She was shaking, not from emotion, but from the loss of sensation and heat.

"You really have me at my wit's end, dear." Cesar half-knelt beside her. "What do you think you need right now? A bonfire at Jirallo?"

"I don't want to accept the friendship of the Kuna people, and the bonfire is already very weak and can't withstand the draining of the night terror." Ajiehe said in a hissing voice.

"Then you should continue to accept my favor." Cesar reached out and lifted her cold chin. "It just so happens that I want to taste what you feel like when you are weak and powerless. I guess no matter how I manipulate you, you can't struggle, is that right?"

Chapter 376 I'm Warming You Up

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Despite what he said, Cesar still carried Ajehe through the dilapidated woods, straight to the entrance of the tomb, and walked to the side of the cursed knights who were kneeling around him.

It seemed that because he acted too calmly, holding her knees and back as they walked along, she was actually less pleased, as if he had to respond to her ridicule in a rough way to satisfy her. One of this guy's mental problems was that he couldn't handle kindness, but the less she wanted to handle it, the more he wanted to make her experience it when she couldn't even walk.

As he'd imagined, the Kuna stream wasn't bone-chillingly cold; on the contrary, it held a subtle warmth, perfect for soaking her in the waters of the tunnel. The stream, already gentle and tranquil in the valley, felt even warmer in the tunnel. He wet her hair and combed it, brushing away the dirt and stains with his hands, watching her fluffy gray fur gradually soften. Her hair, once tangled and tangled, felt different in his hands.

Ajeh seemed to recognize the cursed knights, and she stared at their receding figures in silence. Only when the evil creatures had retreated into the cracks of the rocks, leaving the surroundings shrouded in silence, did Cesar hold her slightly chilled body in his arms, lying on her back and stroking her soaked hair.

The creature seemed to want to struggle a few times, but he had no strength at all, lying on his chest like a sickly puppy about to drown. The animal-like nose rubbed against his neck, the hair on the nose itchy, and her teeth tried to bite his jaw but couldn't, so she could only rub against it.

Cesar knew that Ajeh hadn't yet returned to her full form. To maintain her edge over Sevra, she'd transformed into the form she'd been in before Firiel's curse. Now he could see that she'd become forced, not only childish and willful, but also physically shrunk. It took some effort for him to bite the Nightmare, but her reaction, as if she'd eaten a toadstool, seemed even more laborious.

He suddenly remembered the ballad that Gouzi had hummed beside his bed, so he sang it for Ajiehe. It was about a man walking in the woods in the vibrant spring, feeling lonely because he couldn't see his old friends from the cold winter. However, the man's so-called old friends were actually just some dead branches and leaves that had long since decayed.

"Is this your way of insulting me?" Ajeh struggled to climb forward, holding onto his shoulders and staring into his eyes. "Singing nursery rhymes like a father coaxing a child?"

"If your mental state was still the same as it was at the beginning, you wouldn't be asking me this," Cesar said. "To be honest, you weren't this weak even when Ferrieres cursed you in our dream. Don't you have any remorse now? You insisted on eating something poisonous."

"I don't have any regrets in my heart, and I just spent too much energy occupying that void. It has nothing to do with the poison."

"You look smaller than before, Ajeh. If you shrink any more, Sevra will sit beside you with a smile on her face and admire your pitiful appearance."

"This means I need your warm blood..."

As Ajeh spoke, she climbed up. Cesar grasped her gently swaying tail, held her furry, rounded breast, and rubbed her already flexible and erect nipples with his thumb. He knew she wanted to bite him again, but unfortunately, she was completely unable to do so now.

She still had the fullness of her hips, the slenderness of her waist, her hair down to her waist, but she was thinner and shorter than before, and she could no longer kiss him while their bodies were touching. She raised her face, which looked like a beast but was very human, but she couldn't touch him, so Cesar reached into her wolf's mouth, groping, feeling her canine teeth, pressing her cold tongue, and finally pulling it out and holding it between his fingers, kneading it for a long time until she could hardly pull it back.

"Your tongue is a little cold," Cesar said. "Honestly, do you feel any discomfort after eating that?"

She reluctantly pulled her tongue back. "You're asking too many questions. I want blood."

"No blood."

Cesar said as he stood up in the stream, stroking her ears while lifting her chin. He placed the thing beneath him against her face, gently caressing her, feeling the tickling and softness of her fur. Because he'd been busy combing her fur all the way, the smell of the thing was a bit strong, but it was just right for the tip of her nose, which was trembling like a dog. He saw the long, soft wolf tongue extend, slowly licking from the bottom to the top, which was actually a bit chilling.

He took a deep breath, grabbed her long ears, pushed his waist forward, and easily passed through her mouth and got stuck in her throat, pressing against the soft flesh of her throat.

Despite the deep penetration, it wasn't a big deal for Ajehe, a beast like her. Her throat stretched almost straight, letting him penetrate all the way to his base, her nose pressed firmly against his lower abdomen, still swallowing. Her fair neck rose and fell, her soft lips wrapped around the snake's tail, her throat wrapped around its body, squeezing back and forth, sending intense pleasure through her. Her nose, pressed against his belly, tickled his abdomen, and her ears, grasped in his hands, twitched.

Cesar was no longer polite, grabbing her ears and rubbing them, his waist moving more vigorously. He used that thing to fill her cold lips, sliding it back and forth in her throat, passing through the soft flesh of her throat and back again, pressing it against her lips, and then once again pushing her lips and throat apart to sink into the deepest part.

It keeps beating

, and then poured out, immediately gushing out of Ajiehe's mouth, not only sliding down her throat in large streams, but also filling her mouth. When he took it out, the mucus overflowed directly from the edge of her lips.

Seeing that she was still struggling to swallow the mucus, Cesar held her against the stone wall, gently stroking her lips from behind, which were secreting juice, while kneading her gently swaying tail. Seeing that she was distracted and not paying attention, he quietly turned it around, and before she realized what was wrong, he pressed against her soft and unused backside, and immediately saw the circles of wrinkles sinking inward under his pressure.

"Where are you going..."

Although Ajiehe's eyes were dry, her saliva had already soaked the entire snake. It was only stuck for a moment, and he felt the delicate and soft flesh suddenly bounce up, and the snake's head sank down, sinking into the cold passage.

This time her reaction was very intense. Not only was her body tense, but her throat also made a sound. A trace of mucus that she was about to swallow slipped out from the corner of her mouth mixed with her saliva. Her tail with soft fur stood stiffly in his hand and did not move.

Cesar kneaded her round buttocks with his left hand, kneading and caressing her stiff, long tail with his right. He slowly pushed all the way in, pushing open her narrow, tight rear, his lower abdomen pressed against her upturned buttocks. With just a slight thrust, he savored the rubbing of her seemingly unused bowels. Since she couldn't stop eating, it meant it was meant for him, no need to go against nature.

"I'm trying to warm the chill within you, dear." He leaned forward and bit Ajeh's furry wolf ear. "If it hurts, you'd better consider it necessary, lest you forget the consequences of eating without thinking."

Chapter 377 Do You Think This Is a Competition?

Cesar slowed down his movements, holding Ajeh and sitting down in the clear water, letting her sink from the neck down. He stroked her body, combed her fur, and made her cold fur soft and warm, slowly drifting away in the water.

She wanted his blood again. She lifted her cheek up in his arms and bit his jaw, but she couldn't bite through it. "This is not the place for this..."

The voice was weak, yet soft and sweet, a sound unheard of in Ajiehe's usual voice. She usually raised her voice high, the tail notes drawn out, either mocking or shouting, her emotions volatile. Now, a glimmer of moonlight filtered through the ever-night forest outside the corridor, shimmering on the water. She leaned against his embrace, unable to struggle, powerless. Her bites, which had drawn blood, were reduced to mere bites. To him, this was more than just a pity.

Cesar held her paw and stroked the pad of the paw with his fingers. From time to time, he felt her sharp claws sliding across the back of his hand, but it only made him feel tingling.

Her soft hips rubbed against his abdomen, the grayish-white fur soft and light underwater, like touching silk. Her delicate eye had become a tightening ring, firmly wrapped around the snake, and the tightness within also brought an unusual pleasure. He slowly moved behind her, going deeper and deeper, until her buttocks were completely pressed against his flank, deformed and showing a wonderful elasticity.

Ajehe couldn't help but gasp, a mixture of pain and discomfort. Cesar placed his hand beneath her and hooked his finger between her lips. After a few gentle teasings, her gasps were tinged with charm.

He held her up tightly, pressing his abdomen against her buttocks and slapping them repeatedly, moving in and out of her buttocks which felt wonderful to the touch, while at the same time, he did not forget to increase the rhythm of his finger stimulation.

As the mingled sensations intensified, Ajeh's breathing became increasingly complex. The ingress and egress of her from behind gradually became smoother, now coated in a slippery layer of fluid. Her front, too, gradually moistened under the stimulation of his hooked fingers, secreting a copious amount of fluid that soaked his hand. The intense stimulation from both front and back was palpable, and her cheeks, illuminated by the moonlight, were already flushed, a blush barely concealed by even the graying hair.

She collapsed completely in his arms. Her tail, which was initially tense and erect, now swayed gently, brushing against his chest with a soft touch.

Cesar noticed Ajeh had gradually adjusted to the rhythm, so he grasped her waist and pulled out, leaving only the snake's head to press against the spot. Her previously delicate eyes had been stretched open by it, and it was lightly wrapped around the snake's head, tracing a thin line of brilliant, light red. He stepped back, and it flipped open, revealing a tender, delicate red, still shrinking and spewing out a turbid liquid, a truly beautiful sight.

At this moment, she was still leaning back, biting his jaw. Even if he pulled back, she would still bend her waist back and bite him, her entire waist showing amazing flexibility, almost arched into an arch. He pressed the snake head lightly on the tender flesh, teasing her like a feather.

"Stop rubbing it," Ajiehe put her teeth on his jaw and bit it lightly, "It's itchy..."

"It's your turn to come over now."

Cesar lowered his head, kissed her lips, bit her tongue and took it into his mouth, sucking it as he felt her hips move towards him, pressing against his abdomen. She tried to get it close to the snake's head, but couldn't get it right. Instead, it slid up along the smooth groove of her buttocks and sank into her long, soft tail. She tried again, this time sliding down from her groin and brushing against her lips, which immediately aroused her even more.

He grabbed her wolf tail and pulled it upward, lifting her hips. He then pushed in against her newly tightened hole. Her buttocks caved in, the soft rings gripping the snake tightly, rubbing from head to tail, a pleasurable sensation. Then he felt the slippery intestines enveloping him completely, dense and warm.

Ajiehe no longer resisted, simply leaning against him, panting, her long gray hair cascading down her neck. The chill in her body gradually warmed. As she recovered a little, her fangs bit into his neck. A trickle of blood flowed into her lips, trickling down from her slightly parted lips, revealing a face drenched in sweat.

This face not only looks fair and lovely, but also has a delicate blush.

Her features were actually somewhat androgynous; if she cut her hair short, she might be mistaken for a slender, beautiful young man. On the one hand, firstborns were all part Kuna, and only in their offspring would they be completely separated from the Kuna bloodline. On the other hand, she and Sevra had coexisted in the womb, exchanging flesh, blood, and soul in their struggle for survival, which could be considered a step closer to the original origins of the Beastmen.

If we look back carefully into the past, we will find that the relationship between these beastmen and the ancestors of the Kuna people is truly amazing.

Cesar used his fingers to penetrate deeper into her body and hooked them hard, causing her to scream loudly. His other hand grasped her smooth breasts stained with blood, and his lips kissed her raised soft lips.

As their lips and tongues intertwined, Ajiehe's mouth and front were sealed. Not only were her eyes hazy, her ears trembling, and her tail flicking back and forth across his legs. Her white jade-like breasts slid in his hands, her hips dented and rebounded under the impact, her white neck bent back to kiss him, and a large amount of sticky fluid flowed from her body, soaking his wrists.

With pleasure

With her body intertwined at so many points, she was more comfortable with the movements from behind. Her hips tightened, squeezing it almost tighter. Every time Cesar pulled on her tail, her hips bucked upward, arching against his abdomen, grinding against the snake's body, which was deeply trapped inside.

"See," he said, biting her furry ear, "I told you you'd adapt."

"No, it has nothing to do with that place! You—you bastard—don't go in there anymore—"

Ajiehe's words were incoherent. He smiled and lowered his arms, causing her upper body to bend forward, her arms resting on the ground, like a puppy, enduring the intercourse from behind. The pair of round things swayed heavily in front of her, sometimes swinging to the sides, sometimes colliding with each other, making a crashing sound, and the palms and backs of his hands, which were stuck in the middle, felt a sense of satisfaction.

Cesar slapped her hips lightly, earning a sweet cry from her. He then tightened his arms, pulling her bent upper body back into his embrace. As she leaned into his embrace, her water-stained, snow-white breasts rose, shimmering with a charming sheen. He gripped Ajeh's right breast, leaving several marks along his fingers. Then, he pressed his lips against hers, biting and licking them.

Not only did he speed up his movements below him at this point, savoring the pleasure of it sliding inside, he also completely covered her with his right hand.

Cesar thrust his index and middle fingers deeper, his pinky and thumb resting on the edge of her lips, his ring finger rubbing back and forth over the bead between her lips. Soon, her panting had become a long cry. As he poured a large stream of his thick fluid into her, her lower body convulsed violently in his grip, the fluid gushing out, even surging through his palm and splashing out from between his fingers, splashing onto the water flowing through the tomb's corridor, creating ripples.

Ajeh's rear was also tightening, her long gray tail swaying and tensing, stretching and curling, rubbing against his lower abdomen and chest, making him feel itchy. Her hips were also trembling, arching high into his abdomen, squeezing her snake body and contracting inward, first sucking out a stream of turbid fluid with intense pressure, then contracting again, squeezing out another stream.

Cesar emptied himself behind her until it stopped moving, then he held her waist and helped her turn around.

Ajiehe's upper body slumped backward, her plump, white breasts rising and falling with each breath. As she leaned against the rock wall, panting, he finally pulled back slowly, the snake's head struggling to move, pulling her red, tender flesh outward, finally resting on the pliant wolf tail between her legs.

He had just rubbed the long tail to his heart's content, and now he placed the snake inside, feeling its slow swaying movements as it breathed. He felt the softness and tenderness of the fur brushing against his body, a soothing touch even more pleasurable than a human hand.

The small hole at Ajeh's rear slowly contracted, occasionally opening to release a stream of turbid fluid before contracting again. Her two delicate lips at the front also slowly opened and closed, exposing their crystal-clear interior to the moist air before closing again, then opening again to release a stream of slime, like a live shell washed ashore. It seemed his fingers had stimulated them too intensely; they were already hot and swollen, and even now they twitched and oozed streams of turbid fluid.

They stared at each other for a moment, then Cesar pulled her to her feet and kissed again, their lips and tongues intertwined for a long moment. When their lips parted, she was already leaning limply against him, her chin resting on his shoulder, her arms wrapped around his waist. Warm breaths flowed from her mouth into his ear, feeling slow and gentle. Her breasts pressed against his, smooth and soft, overflowing to the sides.

"How does it feel?" Cesar stroked her back gently, put his lips to her ear, and stroked the wet hair. "Although this place is not in the tomb, it is at least at the door. A little further in is a sarcophagus."

"You're just better at it." Ajeh bit his shoulder with her canine teeth. "Just wait, you'll have to endure a lot later, Cesar."

"Do you think this is a competition?"

"Isn't it?"

"I'm cautiously looking forward to it," Cesar said. "Next time we fight, you can find a time when I'm weak. But then again, when will your weakness end?"

"I don't know, but I might have to get a little smaller. This posture affects my digestion."

"You really have no remorse."

Chapter 378 I will cut off your desires with one knife

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"I'm beginning to regret letting you two go out to explore the way." Sephora said as they sat by the campfire.