*Thump!*
Nador's cuffs hit the floor... But even with that, he was still paralyzed.
The tiny pixels of the purple mist had come in contact with him. His blood rushed far faster than normal, his body heat rapidly increased, his entire blood flow went to a single location within his entire body.
His erection glowed blood red as it shot up far veiny and grithy than normal. It's length seemed to have doubled.
His eyes turned bloodshot.
[A succubus has placed a curse on you.]
[THE CURSE "FLAMES OF LUST" HAS COME IN CONTACT QITH THE HOST.]
"Yeah no shit tech balls." Isaac muttered as his mind slowly turned into jumbles.
He can't even turn his head or even lift a finger as his entire body was placed under the shocking weight of the full blown effect of a transcendent being skill.
"Oh~ my, what do we have here..." She walked closer and placed her palm on his blood red cock. "You are surly the most sturdiest of all males out there" She muttered with a seductive voice as she nips on her lips
The dangerous shiver that crept all the way down his soul couldn't be explained by mere words. That lone touch had driven him to the brink of extinction... I mean ejaculation. (Lol)
"Quick! System, activate the skill now!!" Nador commanded as his hips bucked back and forth against her fingers, producing friction that drove him to climax.
"!"
His shoulders were suddenly grabbed by Morrae who tossed him softly on the ground, towering over him.
Her hands lifting up the hem of her gown, displaying her THICC white thighs to Nador who felt his eyes bulge with heavy infatuations.
Morrae towering over him slid off her heels on her left foot, revealing her milky white foot and heavily painted toenails covered in red seductive paint.
Her foot gently rubbed against Nador's hard-on with sensual movement.
"Oh~ You like being stomped on. Naughty boy." Morrae spoke as she gently rubbed her foot against Nador's penis.
The thick veins on Nador's neck threatened to pop out in frustration as his entire body longed to put this woman down and mow her like a lawn on a sunder afternoon. But he took knows what would happen if he does that.
Place a straw in a cup of water and give that cup to a man who just returned from his journey through the desert.
Yeah, that's how he'll lose his life in matter of seconds.
Nador's eyes glowed pale blue as his Mana was sucked by the earring on his ear. Like an unending hungry black hole, the item sucked off his Mana without an ounce of hesitation.
You can't harm a dinosaur with an item the size of a spoon... You've got to bring in the big shot like a bazooka. So for the item to have an effect on a Transcendent being such as Morrae, it'll need a lot more Mana than what he had used on those humans.
How strong is a Transcendent being?
*Ahem*
For one to become a Transcendent being, a person has to overcome their weaknesses to the point they become Invulnerable to them. And for her as a succubus... Was falling in love.
She fell in love with this kingdom's ruler... His charms, wits and most of all, love for people made butterflies flutter in her belly. Leading to her to become from a regular high demon to a Transcendent being, transcending over her need for males sperm or feeding off lust energy and becoming a regular housewife.
But after the death of her husband... She lost hold of what lead her to become transcendent... Cracks began to from him her mental barrier. Lewd thoughts and hunger for lust came back to her but in a much weaker phase.
Until she met Nador.
Then the flood gates snapped in pieces.
"What are you doing?" She calmly asked as the sudden surge of intense Mana rained down in the cell.
The blue earring turned crimson red with gaseous red substance seeping out of the item. It's devilish appearance gave it a far more scary and dreadful appearance, countering it's former beautiful and eye catchy appearance.
An eye fluttered open, hovering a few inches above Nador's head. The crimson eye fluttered for some seconds before it shut closed.
"W-What are you doing!!" She stepped back, trying to get a grip of the situation when the single eye shot open, staring deep into her soul.
*Crack!*
The air surrounding them cracks like a weak glass under the intense pressure. The roof suddenly ripped open by an invisible force revealing a much larger eye in the sky staring deep at her.
The sense of authority she felt from that eye felt deeply familiar... As if... As if it were-
Her gaze shot back at Nador but he was no longer there. But a lone bridge stood, made entirely out of skeletons and human flesh... It rocked back and forth against the empty wind.
Underneath the bridge was unending darkness, born from the very depths of the void. The further you fall, the deeper you succumb into nothingness.
Ahead of the bridge stood a pitch black throne coated in black flames. The darkness embracing the entire throne like a living being sent shivers down her spine.
The flames of destruction, corruption and death.
She walked through the shaky bridge and slowly arrived before the throne.
Her body trembled as her knees gave up, dropping straight to the ground face first in worship.
Before her stood a being over 100 feet tall, covered in pitch black flames. The pitch black throne which the being sat on reached the high heavens as it's root remained unshakable.
The pitch black flames danced round the being, alive like a living being... She has only heard stories of this very being...
The Demon God. The Haughty Lord of the Nine hells.
Her body trembled... Warm yellow liquid dripped down from her thighs, indicating her vulnerability before the omnipotent being before her. Her eyes turned pure white as she longer could withstand the mere presence of the Demon God.
Meanwhile, Nador awkwardly stared at Morrae who suddenly collapsed on the floor, covered in a pool of her own body fluids.
"Damn that's nasty." Nador muttered as he clenched his noses instinctively. Never in his wildest imagination would he see a noble woman... No, a Transcendent being wet herself.
This was a first.
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Far off the panes of the mortal world, where the stars align... The outskirts of the universe, a deep chuckle sounded through the empty space.
"Well played Elf. To think you'd dare use my image... Haha!" His voice deep and gruff, covered deeply in the ocean and sea of wisdom. The fucker of the black flames in the empty space was indeed a spectacle.
"To think an Elf would catch my interest." The Demon God spoke with a last and final chuckle.