There are no scorching sun or stars in the demon world. When the bone-eroding cold fades away, and when the suffocating and gloomy magic power becomes active again, it is the beginning of the day.
Katawure walked out of the abandoned house, shook off the frost on his body, and set out again in a carriage early in the morning. When the figures of hares and voles began to appear on the roadside, the nameless and ruined town had been left behind far away.
After a farce, the town became even more lonely, as if the willful girl in the bar was destined to be the last visitor it welcomed.
But there is nothing to care about.
Even the residents here themselves don't care much about the survival of this town.
After another few hours of bumpyness, Nibelah's wall finally came to her.
The gray rock walls extend endlessly in front of you, with no end on the top of your head and left and right. The straight and regular walls seem to fall down at any time, smashing people to pieces.
With such courage, the pig man, who had always been rough, couldn't help but act lightly, simply confronted the soldiers at the only open side door, paid coins, and then walked into the city with his head down.
Once you cross the customs, the scenery in your vision suddenly changed. After the magnificent city walls, there were only a large area of towns that were not much prosperous than the suburbs. It seemed that all the stones in this territory were used to build city walls and fortresses, leaving only some crooked branches for the residents.
This is nothing strange. The so-called city in the demon world just gathered next to the abyss to escape from the dangerous wilderness.
Katawure found a spacious and unmanned open space and stopped the car.I'm here, Miss.He said to the carriage, with a strong guttural voice.
………… Elatya bit her lip and pushed open the car door, and helped Chexuan fall to the ground. As soon as she let go, she couldn't help but stagger.
Oh, be careful.Katawure took two steps forward and wanted to support him. He was not angry when he saw the latter retreating without appreciation. He said happily, is the journey still going well, Miss.
…You…… Are you provoking yourself?
Elatya stared at the Pig Man hard, spoke several times, and swallowed several times.
How much do you know about what happened in that town?
Have you seen me lose my composure?
Did you touch my body?
Even plugging, plugging, plugging in?...
How could I ask about anything?
While Alatiya was angry that she could not use her mind-reading magic, she was worried that she would see something even more unacceptable to her after using it. She couldn't say a depressed sentence.
But what is certain is that something has definitely happened.
When I woke up in the carriage, my entire lower body was numb, and my vagina kept oozing out of my sticky whiteness, and even my mouth and nose were filled with a strange smell. I don’t know how long it took to clean it up, but I still feel strange now.
She checked her body repeatedly in panic for a while until she found no more traces before she breathed a sigh of relief, and then she became angry immediately.
This is enough to prove that I have suffered more than once. Not only are I here, I usually violated by the demons. Of course, even if it is just once, I must be sentenced to death!
Absolutely, there are definitely people who are still taking advantage of themselves after they lose consciousness!
Absolutely, they must not be allowed to leave alive!
……
But on the other hand, if you are not brought back to the carriage, you still don’t know what will happen to you later.
Although this guy is slick, he saved himself after all. Now that he has no confirmation...
Even though he had never encountered such a tangled situation in the process of dominating the demon world, Eratiya became confused for a moment.
Then, please be careful next. Although I don’t know what’s going on when I come to Nibera at this time, this city has no good reputation.But there is no good city in the Demon World, haha.
Kata Ure was amused by his words, not knowing how much the employer in front of him had been thinking about. He just continued to say that if you have something, you can come to me again. Of course, please pay for it at that time.
………… Elatya kept his face calm, … This carriage is given to you, I can’t use it anymore.
I had already been bumpy enough for myself before, and it would be even less easy to walk across this city. Keeping this carriage would only attract unnecessary covetousness.
Moreover, after all, it is a carriage that has been used for that kind of thing...
Ailatya accidentally remembered the scene of the pig man hiring a prostitute in this carriage, and the strange feeling in her lower body suddenly became stronger, making her unable to help but clamp her already bent knees and thighs tighter.
hateful!Forget that boring thing quickly!In short, I will never use this carriage myself again!
That's really thank you.The pig man was overjoyed and bowed with a funny bow with his huge belly. Then, I won’t bother with the lady and take her leave like this.
Then, with one hand, the huge carriage and the pack horse pulling the carriage were dragged together, maintaining a head-down position, and retreating in the direction when it came.
Elatiya looked at its spacious back as if it was a hill, and breathed a long sigh, regaining her cold expression.
The Demon God made up his mind.
...After all, I was really confused by this body.No evidence?Owe someone favor?When do you need to care about those things?
She raised her hand coldly to the pig man's back, and immediately a spiral magic gathered in her palm.
I am the Demon Emperor of the Abyss. I just saw my ugly appearance and just dared to make me doubt it, which is enough to be a reason to be eliminated.
The two entangled magic powers turned into flames, the other condensed into ice, and then finally formed a spiral bullet pointing to the pig man's spacious and rough back as rocky.
Heart-cutting Magic Bullet, a specialized attack magic on heavy armor and thick skin objects, will penetrate any armor with a high rotation of three thousand revolutions, and then burn the target from the inside. Even if the skin of the Odu tribe is three times thicker, there will be no dust left under this attack.
I have worked hard to lead the way, so I will give you a way to die without pain.
The girl opened her red lips lightly, trembling her vocal cords, and was about to spit out the activated syllable, and wiped out everything she didn't like, as before.
Hello?
A gentle conversation suddenly came from beside him.
！？
Elatiya immediately crushed the already formed magic bullet, took a step to the side, and looked vigilantly at the source of sound.
After delaying this for a while, Audomo, who had been wandering around the life and death gates for a while, had walked through the corner and left Eratiya's sight.
Tsk, let it go, but it's too eye-catching to catch up, and it's not worth taking this risk for this inferior race.
The person who spoke out was a girl of about the same height as hers, with platinum hair, turquoise eyes, cinnabar lips, and lily-colored skin, delicate facial features and soft temperament.
She was wearing a thick cloak, but she still couldn't hide her beautiful figure. The silver collar could be seen vaguely on her neck. Under the clothes that were blown by the wind from time to time, there were spotless white short boots, and her upward calves were outlined with the same pure white silk weaving to outline the perfect curves.
The girl is only fifteen or sixteen years old in her appearance. Of course, in the demon world, discussing age is a stupid and meaningless approach, but there is no way to find out the characteristics of the race at the moment.
She faced Elatya's vigilance, still smiling, and asked with an incredible sincerity and gentleness. I'm sorry to disturb me, is there anything I can help you?
……What's the meaning?Eratiya was puzzled for a moment that she didn't know, or that she had met a pure fool.
Sorry, I am not a suspicious person. I just saw you by chance when I passed by. I don’t know why I was very concerned. You also seemed to be in a bad mood, so I wanted to say there is something I can do...
…………Eratiya refused to respond and turned around and left.
Ah, please wait!
The girl trotted and followed her. Sorry, she said this suddenly, must have confused you. Actually, I can't understand it myself. In short, can you tell me your name?
Why?Eratya just asked back.
Then, my name is An, I would be very happy if I could remember it.The lily-colored girl still didn't give up and said while walking.
What does it have to do with me?
Elatya still had a cold face and voice.
Now she could conclude that she was just unlucky to meet a fool.
Tsk, letting go of the guy who violates him is already unhappy enough. Is this fate ridiculed me?
Sorry, it's still too sudden. Can you at least allow me to follow you for a while?I will try my best not to disturb me, as long as...
Don't be upset!Eratya turned around and waved her hand to shake the girl away.What a joke, how could this guy with unknown origin follow you?If you get closer to me, I will think you want to hit me.
While speaking, the right hand had already gathered magic power intimidatingly.
Ah... But the girl just smiled a little troubledly, not angry at all, and was not afraid of the magic bullet in front of her. I understood, I was really embarrassed to disturb her suddenly, but if something happened, please come and follow me...
Before she could finish her words, Eratiya left straight away.
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Nebera City, which is near the Il Dayuan, is the edge of the control zone of the dynasty of Eratiya. After the lords here escaped from the final battle, they never came to the throne to express their surrender. The other officials and lords asked Eratiya to completely destroy him and include the city in the territory more than once.
She knew that those guys' ideas were all fake, and that they could spread the power of the emperor were all fake, and she was extremely indignant because this city was one of the few places in the demon world that could connect with the world.
The hostility between the two worlds has never stopped since ancient times, but ironically, the more confrontation period, the more prosperous the trade between them, and the slave trade is even more profitable, which has attracted the covetousness of demons.
Eratiya's response to this has always been: no interest.She had no interest in both the human world and the slave trade. She wanted to fight for it and did not even take action, but she had no chance to kill people with her own knife.
I didn't expect that one day I would cross the city with such a weak body.What I didn't expect was that one day I would also participate in the slave trade.
Elatya did not believe in slaves, just as she did not believe in her subordinates.
It is just a foolish wishful thinking that if a demon licks his boots in front of the throne, he will be loyal to him and will not take advantage of the situation and put on a bad habit.
As a demon god, Eratiya understands very well that magic has a moment of failure and cracking. The temporary coercion is nothing more than a time bomb with greater power. If you want to interfere with and erase your mind, it has no advantage over magic puppets and ghost guards. No matter what, it is just a way to take risks.
But at the moment, the magic puppet is too conspicuous, and the magic power of this body cannot support the ghost guard. With only his own strength, he will even be invaded and invaded in that mud town...
Infringement.
Elatya really has no better stopgap solution than finding a few slaves to accompany her.
Forget it, it’s just cannon fodder anyway. If you give it away before the ban expires, the risk will no longer exist.
So she came to Nibera's trading post.
It is said to be a trading post, closer to a guard post or a prison. The gray stone bricks rise from the flat ground and build a depressing square. It has no decoration except for an old wooden board sign indicating its identity. It is monotonous and boring. A few vents have also been sealed with thick iron railings, and soldiers can be seen patrolling.
The house is built directly in a weak space, and communicates with another world through its internal teleportation array. It is both a trading post and a front guard against attacks from the mortal world and even the heavenly world, although there are only a few such moments in the long years.
As Eratiya approached, a ripples of space were rippling from it, and then a group of slave merchants emerged from it. The human men and women with unclothed clothes were tied up by iron chains and tied into a row. They were driven by the little evil demon with a whip and walked staggeringly, not knowing where to be sold.
Several of them cast a look for help here, perhaps because they mistakenly thought that Elatya, who had hidden the sharp corners, for her own clan.
The higher-level existences of various races are indeed incredibly similar to humans, so some scholars believe that there is a common origin between the two races, but they have never been widely recognized.
Eratiya would not be inspired to have much sympathy for this.
She knew that these were not preys of the demon race, but unlucky people betrayed by her compatriots. Some lords in humans seemed to be happy to exchange their compatriots for the medicines in the demon world. The spells and even demons who are also slaves seemed to have a special liking for collecting slaves from different races. It was meaningless to think about this. All races were the same stupid. Therefore, the demons were rarely racists. The demons despise all races equally, and they were all scum except themselves.
She waited for the slave merchant to walk away, and the entrance to the trading station, which looked like a prison, was empty again before she stepped in.
The interior space was as dark and dull as imagined. A soldier immediately stopped him to ask for his identity. Eratya did not reply, but just threw a gold coin and immediately received a different look and was led deeper.
She looked at the spacious hall inside, with all kinds of materials such as medicinal materials, scrolls and gold, which are not valuable in the demon world, being piled up together at will. Little evil devils of the size of children rushed through the process, doing the work of sorting and transporting.
The other side of the hall is divided into an extra room with a brick wall, and is reinforced by an iron fence. From the breath, there is a teleportation array leading to the mortal realm, corresponding to the human slaves sent before. A group of the same number of demon slaves were driven into it, and the same little demons were responsible for waving the whip.
This creature, which is just over one meter tall, has a shriveled skin, is thin and has an incomplete intelligence, has always been at the bottom of the house wherever it is. It is only worth doing some coolie jobs, and has the opportunity to show off in front of slaves.
The soldiers who collected the gold coins led the way to the side of the hall, where there was a downward staircase.
Eratiya listened to the sound of her high heels knocking on the stone bricks, and it took her a while to reach the underground part of the facility.
What caught my eye was a stone hall with countless iron cages standing, each with a slave held alone.
The person in charge of slave transactions was still below, and for some reason, another staircase crossed the other side behind the entire stone hall.
Elatya walked straight through the iron cage and looked indifferently at the detainee who was imprisoned.
She noticed that there were one-way soundproofing openings on the cage, which cut off the possibility of communication between the cages, and most of the detainees inside were weak and powerless, and they didn't raise their eyes when they heard her voice.
I heard that the general treatment of new slaves was always thrown into confinement for several days, and only a little water was supplied during this period, and hunger and cold forced them to rely on their new owners. This seems to be the place to do this domestication.
The next floor is more slave training facilities.
Chains hanging from the ceiling were everywhere, some of which were still locked with uncleaned bones, and blood on the torture instruments hanging on the wall had long dried up, and from time to time, dull whimpers could be heard coming from the other end of the underground facility.
After hunger and cold, some slaves will be taken here to suffer further torture, but this is also a blessing, because slaves who have no special value and do not simply surrender will be directly dealt with on the previous level.
The stairs that continued down were also on the other side nearly a hundred meters away. Eratya once again passed through the imprisoned slaves and began to feel impatient.
It's really disrespectful. No one kneels down and offers it to him. He has to walk such a long way by himself. Looking at these dirty scenery, he will definitely not be able to spare the supervisor here when he looks back.
After walking along the spiral staircase to the end for the second time, the demon girl became more and more impatient, but she still had a cold expression on her face.
OK, what is the next level?
After imprisonment, hunger, cold, physical torture and fear, is the curse?
Black magic?
Corpse and blood river?
All are tired of watching things...
But the moment I walked out of the stairwell, a strong sweet smell came to my face.
I can't stand it anymore!Please!It’s better to ask the master or do anything!Please give me a dick!Please use the big dick AhAhAh♡ Suddenly I reached the deepest part♡ Going, Going, Going, Going, Going, ♡♡
The space on the third floor is much smaller than the first two floors. It is still countless iron cages, with various torture instruments hanging from the ceiling with shackles, but all of them have an extra layer of cushion to prevent injuries. The only slaves detained here are women. What is around is not painful moans, but the screams of orgasm that reach the extreme.
Don't... don't squeeze it anymore... there is no drop... Wooah, ah, and I went again Ah, ♡
The one who called this was a young succubus with long black hair and plump breasts. His hands were tied behind him, his feet were tied into the shape of an M, and he was hung naked in the air like a frog hanging upside down. The two pusses facing upwards were stuffed with vibrators with thick forearms, and they continued to invade deep under the action of gravity.
There was no one around her. I don’t know how long she had been placed like this. There was a breast press on each of her left and right breasts that were drooping over her shoulders. Every time her body trembled due to orgasm, a large breast milk sprayed out, filling the can of milk beside her.
Pugu♡, Huwu♡, Gu♡, Pugu♡ Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Not far away, she was a dark elf with short hair, with a strong figure, and her exercises could be seen on her thighs and lower abdomen, but now she was also tied naked on a triangular wooden horse, tied with a collar, stuffed with a mouth ball, her lower body was penetrated by a huge dildo, and her butt was kept whipped and driven to twist her waist like she was riding a real horse.
It was obviously a cruel scene, but the girl's face looked like a melting female beast. She occasionally slowed down her movements, which seemed to be more like she wanted to be whipped harder than being exhausted. With every crisp sound, transparent love juice gurgled out of her lower body, and a larger and larger puddle was accumulated on the uneven ground.
Yes, no matter what ♡, please inject it into Like's body. ♡Ah ♡ So hot ♡ So comfortable ♡
On one wall in the corner, there were a row of white butts. The owner's upper body and legs were buried in the wall, and his face was invisible. Only his butt was exposed to the air and raised high, and the guards and evil demons who were still passing by were used freely.
When Elatiya looked over, a soldier pushed forward and sent the female behind the wall to the top. After a moan that had become dull after many times, the owner of the butt disappeared, and only the sticky white liquid kept dripping.
The other human toilets next to her looked like they had been used countless times. They could not close the cavity or anus. The semen overflowed inside had already solidified, and only a trace of neurotic trembling from time to time could prove the survival of their master.
This, what about Ah!?
Eratya covered her cherry lips and opened her eyes widened from the impact.
Is this, this, this, what, is it? Is this the training ground for sex slaves?Although I have heard of it, I never knew Ah in this way!
The incense of the medicinal medicine mixed with the evaporated vaginal fluid, turning into a more sensational odor.
There is no punishment, no fear, and what is constantly wandering in my ears is high moans. Someone here just fell into a coma, and more females were awakened by more violent invasions. The females imprisoned here looked humiliated, and their situation was sad, but they all looked happy and depressed.
This seemingly gentle torture gave Elatiya a more shocking impact that any questioning would be watched.
If in the past, when the obstruction had just been eliminated, the demon could smile coldly, just think that it was the result of the stupidity of the inferior creatures.
This demon world has always been a world where the strong can dispose of the weak. There is no difference in whether to use magic to humiliate or use sexual abuse.
But after having experienced similar joys in person and being impacted by the extreme pleasure over and over again, Eratiya can't help but imagine herself in the same scene and being violated unreasonably, and then she started to feel the heat and heat from her nipples, lower body, and lower abdomen.
She finally stopped in front of the cage where the sound came first.
The cage was imprisoned with a young girl who had long silver hair like her once, and her appearance was beautiful. There was also a sharp corner that targeted the status of aristocratic status. The gems inlaid on it had not been knocked off. Now they were wearing only a pair of flesh-like over-the-knee stockings. The thick Bull Demon grabbed his waist with one hand and his thigh with the other, and held his chest like a masturbation device.
The girl's body was up and down, and her spindle-shaped breasts were shaking sharply. Every time Niu Mo's movement was, she would push a terrifying bulge on her lower abdomen. Even so, the girl's expression was in a very happy trance. She rolled her eyelids, drooled, hugged Niu Mo's neck, and actively cooperated to twist her waist as if she was not intense enough.
Seeing Elatya's gaze, the silver-haired girl was not shy at all, and even spoke lewd words even higher. She also actively opened her thighs to let her see clearly the appearance of Niu Mo's huge penis thrusting in her vagina.
What awesome Ah Master♡ Such a comfortable thing♡ Only now can I understand♡ I am so stupid♡Ah♡I want to go again AhAhAh♡♡
Ailatya looked at the scene in front of her in a daze, and her right hand unconsciously stroked her lower abdomen, and couldn't help swallowing.
If the common lustful pattern is still there...
Immediately, I bit my teeth tightly as if I was provoked.
Ah！
asshole!
This is showing off to yourself something Ah!?
I'm much more beautiful than you!
Whether it is the main body or the current substitute!
It will never become such an undespicable appearance!
I……!
I……!
Your Excellency, the supervisor has been waiting for a long time.
Suddenly the soldiers leading the way spoke, Ailatya took a step back to the side in frightened manner, and looked at the soldiers who were still respectfully lowering their heads before calming down. Then she suddenly felt that she had been standing here for a long time.
She agreed coldly, followed the soldiers forward, and couldn't help looking back when she was about to turn the corner, and saw the silver-haired girl fainting in a high scream, while the Bull Demon continued to thrust her waist without hesitation, and from time to time, translucent vaginal fluid spilled out from the connection between the two.
Further forward, more females came into view, each naked, and at a glance, the slave marks printed on the breasts, lower abdomen, or thighs and buttocks.
Eratya saw a female Ramia being captured in the middle by a group of tentacles, every hole in her body was invaded, and another young bat-winged girl was struggling in the body of a huge slime, her expression could not tell whether it was suffocating or extreme, or whether these two were actually the same thing.
There is also a female from the Bull Demon race, which is different from the stout and barbaric males of the same race. The females of this race are unexpectedly small and charming, with only the horns on their heads and extraordinary tolerance that can prove her identity.
This man made no mistake, and his hands and feet were tied behind him and hung in the air, allowing the little evil devils to bully and play with him.
Finally, there were a row of reclining chairs, with more than a dozen pregnant women with big belly waiting to give birth, looking confused, relying on nutrient solution to survive, most of whom were burned out by meds and magic, and there was only the value of serving as a seedling bed.
Finally arrived at the so-called reception room, on the monotonous and simple gray stone wall, there was the only thing that could be called a door after traveling underground for so long.
A precious iron-wood carved wooden door.
Even so, Eratiya had no peace of mind, because there was a werewolf girl sitting in front of the door, covering her eyes, tied with a collar tied by iron chains, wearing a restraint that was only connected by belts, completely exposing her breasts and lower body. The soldier who was passing by was sucking his penis in a dog-sitting position.
Her hands were tied to both sides of her body, and she could only work hard with her mouth. Her small mouth was invaded by an oversized penis, rather than serving, it was invaded. The two holes in her lower body were also fixed with a vibrator on a belt, buzzing and vibrating, and occasionally a stream of translucent vaginal fluid was stimulated.
It was exactly the end when Ellatiya arrived, and the semen erupted directly deep in the wolf girl's throat. The excessive amount of her cheeks bulged up, and even overflowed from her nose, staining her beautiful face.
She tried hard to swallow the fishy white turbidity, and before she could clean her most sensitive nose, her ears moved. As if she heard the sound of Ellatiya approaching, she was on the ground again, still blamed by the lust in her lower body, crawling over with difficulty, sticking out her tongue in a flattering manner, and there was still semen on it.
Elatiya avoided it reflexively.
The werewolf girl climbed to the limit of her movement range and was pulled back by the chains connected to the wall, tilted her head, Wangwu Wangwu?
He shouted twice.
Elatya carefully bypassed and went straight to open the door of the reception room.
When I pushed the door open, Elatya felt that the lace lace that had exceeded her knee socks had been wet by herself.
Katawure walked out of the abandoned house, shook off the frost on his body, and set out again in a carriage early in the morning. When the figures of hares and voles began to appear on the roadside, the nameless and ruined town had been left behind far away.
After a farce, the town became even more lonely, as if the willful girl in the bar was destined to be the last visitor it welcomed.
But there is nothing to care about.
Even the residents here themselves don't care much about the survival of this town.
After another few hours of bumpyness, Nibelah's wall finally came to her.
The gray rock walls extend endlessly in front of you, with no end on the top of your head and left and right. The straight and regular walls seem to fall down at any time, smashing people to pieces.
With such courage, the pig man, who had always been rough, couldn't help but act lightly, simply confronted the soldiers at the only open side door, paid coins, and then walked into the city with his head down.
Once you cross the customs, the scenery in your vision suddenly changed. After the magnificent city walls, there were only a large area of towns that were not much prosperous than the suburbs. It seemed that all the stones in this territory were used to build city walls and fortresses, leaving only some crooked branches for the residents.
This is nothing strange. The so-called city in the demon world just gathered next to the abyss to escape from the dangerous wilderness.
Katawure found a spacious and unmanned open space and stopped the car.I'm here, Miss.He said to the carriage, with a strong guttural voice.
………… Elatya bit her lip and pushed open the car door, and helped Chexuan fall to the ground. As soon as she let go, she couldn't help but stagger.
Oh, be careful.Katawure took two steps forward and wanted to support him. He was not angry when he saw the latter retreating without appreciation. He said happily, is the journey still going well, Miss.
…You…… Are you provoking yourself?
Elatya stared at the Pig Man hard, spoke several times, and swallowed several times.
How much do you know about what happened in that town?
Have you seen me lose my composure?
Did you touch my body?
Even plugging, plugging, plugging in?...
How could I ask about anything?
While Alatiya was angry that she could not use her mind-reading magic, she was worried that she would see something even more unacceptable to her after using it. She couldn't say a depressed sentence.
But what is certain is that something has definitely happened.
When I woke up in the carriage, my entire lower body was numb, and my vagina kept oozing out of my sticky whiteness, and even my mouth and nose were filled with a strange smell. I don’t know how long it took to clean it up, but I still feel strange now.
She checked her body repeatedly in panic for a while until she found no more traces before she breathed a sigh of relief, and then she became angry immediately.
This is enough to prove that I have suffered more than once. Not only are I here, I usually violated by the demons. Of course, even if it is just once, I must be sentenced to death!
Absolutely, there are definitely people who are still taking advantage of themselves after they lose consciousness!
Absolutely, they must not be allowed to leave alive!
……
But on the other hand, if you are not brought back to the carriage, you still don’t know what will happen to you later.
Although this guy is slick, he saved himself after all. Now that he has no confirmation...
Even though he had never encountered such a tangled situation in the process of dominating the demon world, Eratiya became confused for a moment.
Then, please be careful next. Although I don’t know what’s going on when I come to Nibera at this time, this city has no good reputation.But there is no good city in the Demon World, haha.
Kata Ure was amused by his words, not knowing how much the employer in front of him had been thinking about. He just continued to say that if you have something, you can come to me again. Of course, please pay for it at that time.
………… Elatya kept his face calm, … This carriage is given to you, I can’t use it anymore.
I had already been bumpy enough for myself before, and it would be even less easy to walk across this city. Keeping this carriage would only attract unnecessary covetousness.
Moreover, after all, it is a carriage that has been used for that kind of thing...
Ailatya accidentally remembered the scene of the pig man hiring a prostitute in this carriage, and the strange feeling in her lower body suddenly became stronger, making her unable to help but clamp her already bent knees and thighs tighter.
hateful!Forget that boring thing quickly!In short, I will never use this carriage myself again!
That's really thank you.The pig man was overjoyed and bowed with a funny bow with his huge belly. Then, I won’t bother with the lady and take her leave like this.
Then, with one hand, the huge carriage and the pack horse pulling the carriage were dragged together, maintaining a head-down position, and retreating in the direction when it came.
Elatiya looked at its spacious back as if it was a hill, and breathed a long sigh, regaining her cold expression.
The Demon God made up his mind.
...After all, I was really confused by this body.No evidence?Owe someone favor?When do you need to care about those things?
She raised her hand coldly to the pig man's back, and immediately a spiral magic gathered in her palm.
I am the Demon Emperor of the Abyss. I just saw my ugly appearance and just dared to make me doubt it, which is enough to be a reason to be eliminated.
The two entangled magic powers turned into flames, the other condensed into ice, and then finally formed a spiral bullet pointing to the pig man's spacious and rough back as rocky.
Heart-cutting Magic Bullet, a specialized attack magic on heavy armor and thick skin objects, will penetrate any armor with a high rotation of three thousand revolutions, and then burn the target from the inside. Even if the skin of the Odu tribe is three times thicker, there will be no dust left under this attack.
I have worked hard to lead the way, so I will give you a way to die without pain.
The girl opened her red lips lightly, trembling her vocal cords, and was about to spit out the activated syllable, and wiped out everything she didn't like, as before.
Hello?
A gentle conversation suddenly came from beside him.
！？
Elatiya immediately crushed the already formed magic bullet, took a step to the side, and looked vigilantly at the source of sound.
After delaying this for a while, Audomo, who had been wandering around the life and death gates for a while, had walked through the corner and left Eratiya's sight.
Tsk, let it go, but it's too eye-catching to catch up, and it's not worth taking this risk for this inferior race.
The person who spoke out was a girl of about the same height as hers, with platinum hair, turquoise eyes, cinnabar lips, and lily-colored skin, delicate facial features and soft temperament.
She was wearing a thick cloak, but she still couldn't hide her beautiful figure. The silver collar could be seen vaguely on her neck. Under the clothes that were blown by the wind from time to time, there were spotless white short boots, and her upward calves were outlined with the same pure white silk weaving to outline the perfect curves.
The girl is only fifteen or sixteen years old in her appearance. Of course, in the demon world, discussing age is a stupid and meaningless approach, but there is no way to find out the characteristics of the race at the moment.
She faced Elatya's vigilance, still smiling, and asked with an incredible sincerity and gentleness. I'm sorry to disturb me, is there anything I can help you?
……What's the meaning?Eratiya was puzzled for a moment that she didn't know, or that she had met a pure fool.
Sorry, I am not a suspicious person. I just saw you by chance when I passed by. I don’t know why I was very concerned. You also seemed to be in a bad mood, so I wanted to say there is something I can do...
…………Eratiya refused to respond and turned around and left.
Ah, please wait!
The girl trotted and followed her. Sorry, she said this suddenly, must have confused you. Actually, I can't understand it myself. In short, can you tell me your name?
Why?Eratya just asked back.
Then, my name is An, I would be very happy if I could remember it.The lily-colored girl still didn't give up and said while walking.
What does it have to do with me?
Elatya still had a cold face and voice.
Now she could conclude that she was just unlucky to meet a fool.
Tsk, letting go of the guy who violates him is already unhappy enough. Is this fate ridiculed me?
Sorry, it's still too sudden. Can you at least allow me to follow you for a while?I will try my best not to disturb me, as long as...
Don't be upset!Eratya turned around and waved her hand to shake the girl away.What a joke, how could this guy with unknown origin follow you?If you get closer to me, I will think you want to hit me.
While speaking, the right hand had already gathered magic power intimidatingly.
Ah... But the girl just smiled a little troubledly, not angry at all, and was not afraid of the magic bullet in front of her. I understood, I was really embarrassed to disturb her suddenly, but if something happened, please come and follow me...
Before she could finish her words, Eratiya left straight away.
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Nebera City, which is near the Il Dayuan, is the edge of the control zone of the dynasty of Eratiya. After the lords here escaped from the final battle, they never came to the throne to express their surrender. The other officials and lords asked Eratiya to completely destroy him and include the city in the territory more than once.
She knew that those guys' ideas were all fake, and that they could spread the power of the emperor were all fake, and she was extremely indignant because this city was one of the few places in the demon world that could connect with the world.
The hostility between the two worlds has never stopped since ancient times, but ironically, the more confrontation period, the more prosperous the trade between them, and the slave trade is even more profitable, which has attracted the covetousness of demons.
Eratiya's response to this has always been: no interest.She had no interest in both the human world and the slave trade. She wanted to fight for it and did not even take action, but she had no chance to kill people with her own knife.
I didn't expect that one day I would cross the city with such a weak body.What I didn't expect was that one day I would also participate in the slave trade.
Elatya did not believe in slaves, just as she did not believe in her subordinates.
It is just a foolish wishful thinking that if a demon licks his boots in front of the throne, he will be loyal to him and will not take advantage of the situation and put on a bad habit.
As a demon god, Eratiya understands very well that magic has a moment of failure and cracking. The temporary coercion is nothing more than a time bomb with greater power. If you want to interfere with and erase your mind, it has no advantage over magic puppets and ghost guards. No matter what, it is just a way to take risks.
But at the moment, the magic puppet is too conspicuous, and the magic power of this body cannot support the ghost guard. With only his own strength, he will even be invaded and invaded in that mud town...
Infringement.
Elatya really has no better stopgap solution than finding a few slaves to accompany her.
Forget it, it’s just cannon fodder anyway. If you give it away before the ban expires, the risk will no longer exist.
So she came to Nibera's trading post.
It is said to be a trading post, closer to a guard post or a prison. The gray stone bricks rise from the flat ground and build a depressing square. It has no decoration except for an old wooden board sign indicating its identity. It is monotonous and boring. A few vents have also been sealed with thick iron railings, and soldiers can be seen patrolling.
The house is built directly in a weak space, and communicates with another world through its internal teleportation array. It is both a trading post and a front guard against attacks from the mortal world and even the heavenly world, although there are only a few such moments in the long years.
As Eratiya approached, a ripples of space were rippling from it, and then a group of slave merchants emerged from it. The human men and women with unclothed clothes were tied up by iron chains and tied into a row. They were driven by the little evil demon with a whip and walked staggeringly, not knowing where to be sold.
Several of them cast a look for help here, perhaps because they mistakenly thought that Elatya, who had hidden the sharp corners, for her own clan.
The higher-level existences of various races are indeed incredibly similar to humans, so some scholars believe that there is a common origin between the two races, but they have never been widely recognized.
Eratiya would not be inspired to have much sympathy for this.
She knew that these were not preys of the demon race, but unlucky people betrayed by her compatriots. Some lords in humans seemed to be happy to exchange their compatriots for the medicines in the demon world. The spells and even demons who are also slaves seemed to have a special liking for collecting slaves from different races. It was meaningless to think about this. All races were the same stupid. Therefore, the demons were rarely racists. The demons despise all races equally, and they were all scum except themselves.
She waited for the slave merchant to walk away, and the entrance to the trading station, which looked like a prison, was empty again before she stepped in.
The interior space was as dark and dull as imagined. A soldier immediately stopped him to ask for his identity. Eratya did not reply, but just threw a gold coin and immediately received a different look and was led deeper.
She looked at the spacious hall inside, with all kinds of materials such as medicinal materials, scrolls and gold, which are not valuable in the demon world, being piled up together at will. Little evil devils of the size of children rushed through the process, doing the work of sorting and transporting.
The other side of the hall is divided into an extra room with a brick wall, and is reinforced by an iron fence. From the breath, there is a teleportation array leading to the mortal realm, corresponding to the human slaves sent before. A group of the same number of demon slaves were driven into it, and the same little demons were responsible for waving the whip.
This creature, which is just over one meter tall, has a shriveled skin, is thin and has an incomplete intelligence, has always been at the bottom of the house wherever it is. It is only worth doing some coolie jobs, and has the opportunity to show off in front of slaves.
The soldiers who collected the gold coins led the way to the side of the hall, where there was a downward staircase.
Eratiya listened to the sound of her high heels knocking on the stone bricks, and it took her a while to reach the underground part of the facility.
What caught my eye was a stone hall with countless iron cages standing, each with a slave held alone.
The person in charge of slave transactions was still below, and for some reason, another staircase crossed the other side behind the entire stone hall.
Elatya walked straight through the iron cage and looked indifferently at the detainee who was imprisoned.
She noticed that there were one-way soundproofing openings on the cage, which cut off the possibility of communication between the cages, and most of the detainees inside were weak and powerless, and they didn't raise their eyes when they heard her voice.
I heard that the general treatment of new slaves was always thrown into confinement for several days, and only a little water was supplied during this period, and hunger and cold forced them to rely on their new owners. This seems to be the place to do this domestication.
The next floor is more slave training facilities.
Chains hanging from the ceiling were everywhere, some of which were still locked with uncleaned bones, and blood on the torture instruments hanging on the wall had long dried up, and from time to time, dull whimpers could be heard coming from the other end of the underground facility.
After hunger and cold, some slaves will be taken here to suffer further torture, but this is also a blessing, because slaves who have no special value and do not simply surrender will be directly dealt with on the previous level.
The stairs that continued down were also on the other side nearly a hundred meters away. Eratya once again passed through the imprisoned slaves and began to feel impatient.
It's really disrespectful. No one kneels down and offers it to him. He has to walk such a long way by himself. Looking at these dirty scenery, he will definitely not be able to spare the supervisor here when he looks back.
After walking along the spiral staircase to the end for the second time, the demon girl became more and more impatient, but she still had a cold expression on her face.
OK, what is the next level?
After imprisonment, hunger, cold, physical torture and fear, is the curse?
Black magic?
Corpse and blood river?
All are tired of watching things...
But the moment I walked out of the stairwell, a strong sweet smell came to my face.
I can't stand it anymore!Please!It’s better to ask the master or do anything!Please give me a dick!Please use the big dick AhAhAh♡ Suddenly I reached the deepest part♡ Going, Going, Going, Going, Going, ♡♡
The space on the third floor is much smaller than the first two floors. It is still countless iron cages, with various torture instruments hanging from the ceiling with shackles, but all of them have an extra layer of cushion to prevent injuries. The only slaves detained here are women. What is around is not painful moans, but the screams of orgasm that reach the extreme.
Don't... don't squeeze it anymore... there is no drop... Wooah, ah, and I went again Ah, ♡
The one who called this was a young succubus with long black hair and plump breasts. His hands were tied behind him, his feet were tied into the shape of an M, and he was hung naked in the air like a frog hanging upside down. The two pusses facing upwards were stuffed with vibrators with thick forearms, and they continued to invade deep under the action of gravity.
There was no one around her. I don’t know how long she had been placed like this. There was a breast press on each of her left and right breasts that were drooping over her shoulders. Every time her body trembled due to orgasm, a large breast milk sprayed out, filling the can of milk beside her.
Pugu♡, Huwu♡, Gu♡, Pugu♡ Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Not far away, she was a dark elf with short hair, with a strong figure, and her exercises could be seen on her thighs and lower abdomen, but now she was also tied naked on a triangular wooden horse, tied with a collar, stuffed with a mouth ball, her lower body was penetrated by a huge dildo, and her butt was kept whipped and driven to twist her waist like she was riding a real horse.
It was obviously a cruel scene, but the girl's face looked like a melting female beast. She occasionally slowed down her movements, which seemed to be more like she wanted to be whipped harder than being exhausted. With every crisp sound, transparent love juice gurgled out of her lower body, and a larger and larger puddle was accumulated on the uneven ground.
Yes, no matter what ♡, please inject it into Like's body. ♡Ah ♡ So hot ♡ So comfortable ♡
On one wall in the corner, there were a row of white butts. The owner's upper body and legs were buried in the wall, and his face was invisible. Only his butt was exposed to the air and raised high, and the guards and evil demons who were still passing by were used freely.
When Elatiya looked over, a soldier pushed forward and sent the female behind the wall to the top. After a moan that had become dull after many times, the owner of the butt disappeared, and only the sticky white liquid kept dripping.
The other human toilets next to her looked like they had been used countless times. They could not close the cavity or anus. The semen overflowed inside had already solidified, and only a trace of neurotic trembling from time to time could prove the survival of their master.
This, what about Ah!?
Eratya covered her cherry lips and opened her eyes widened from the impact.
Is this, this, this, what, is it? Is this the training ground for sex slaves?Although I have heard of it, I never knew Ah in this way!
The incense of the medicinal medicine mixed with the evaporated vaginal fluid, turning into a more sensational odor.
There is no punishment, no fear, and what is constantly wandering in my ears is high moans. Someone here just fell into a coma, and more females were awakened by more violent invasions. The females imprisoned here looked humiliated, and their situation was sad, but they all looked happy and depressed.
This seemingly gentle torture gave Elatiya a more shocking impact that any questioning would be watched.
If in the past, when the obstruction had just been eliminated, the demon could smile coldly, just think that it was the result of the stupidity of the inferior creatures.
This demon world has always been a world where the strong can dispose of the weak. There is no difference in whether to use magic to humiliate or use sexual abuse.
But after having experienced similar joys in person and being impacted by the extreme pleasure over and over again, Eratiya can't help but imagine herself in the same scene and being violated unreasonably, and then she started to feel the heat and heat from her nipples, lower body, and lower abdomen.
She finally stopped in front of the cage where the sound came first.
The cage was imprisoned with a young girl who had long silver hair like her once, and her appearance was beautiful. There was also a sharp corner that targeted the status of aristocratic status. The gems inlaid on it had not been knocked off. Now they were wearing only a pair of flesh-like over-the-knee stockings. The thick Bull Demon grabbed his waist with one hand and his thigh with the other, and held his chest like a masturbation device.
The girl's body was up and down, and her spindle-shaped breasts were shaking sharply. Every time Niu Mo's movement was, she would push a terrifying bulge on her lower abdomen. Even so, the girl's expression was in a very happy trance. She rolled her eyelids, drooled, hugged Niu Mo's neck, and actively cooperated to twist her waist as if she was not intense enough.
Seeing Elatya's gaze, the silver-haired girl was not shy at all, and even spoke lewd words even higher. She also actively opened her thighs to let her see clearly the appearance of Niu Mo's huge penis thrusting in her vagina.
What awesome Ah Master♡ Such a comfortable thing♡ Only now can I understand♡ I am so stupid♡Ah♡I want to go again AhAhAh♡♡
Ailatya looked at the scene in front of her in a daze, and her right hand unconsciously stroked her lower abdomen, and couldn't help swallowing.
If the common lustful pattern is still there...
Immediately, I bit my teeth tightly as if I was provoked.
Ah！
asshole!
This is showing off to yourself something Ah!?
I'm much more beautiful than you!
Whether it is the main body or the current substitute!
It will never become such an undespicable appearance!
I……!
I……!
Your Excellency, the supervisor has been waiting for a long time.
Suddenly the soldiers leading the way spoke, Ailatya took a step back to the side in frightened manner, and looked at the soldiers who were still respectfully lowering their heads before calming down. Then she suddenly felt that she had been standing here for a long time.
She agreed coldly, followed the soldiers forward, and couldn't help looking back when she was about to turn the corner, and saw the silver-haired girl fainting in a high scream, while the Bull Demon continued to thrust her waist without hesitation, and from time to time, translucent vaginal fluid spilled out from the connection between the two.
Further forward, more females came into view, each naked, and at a glance, the slave marks printed on the breasts, lower abdomen, or thighs and buttocks.
Eratya saw a female Ramia being captured in the middle by a group of tentacles, every hole in her body was invaded, and another young bat-winged girl was struggling in the body of a huge slime, her expression could not tell whether it was suffocating or extreme, or whether these two were actually the same thing.
There is also a female from the Bull Demon race, which is different from the stout and barbaric males of the same race. The females of this race are unexpectedly small and charming, with only the horns on their heads and extraordinary tolerance that can prove her identity.
This man made no mistake, and his hands and feet were tied behind him and hung in the air, allowing the little evil devils to bully and play with him.
Finally, there were a row of reclining chairs, with more than a dozen pregnant women with big belly waiting to give birth, looking confused, relying on nutrient solution to survive, most of whom were burned out by meds and magic, and there was only the value of serving as a seedling bed.
Finally arrived at the so-called reception room, on the monotonous and simple gray stone wall, there was the only thing that could be called a door after traveling underground for so long.
A precious iron-wood carved wooden door.
Even so, Eratiya had no peace of mind, because there was a werewolf girl sitting in front of the door, covering her eyes, tied with a collar tied by iron chains, wearing a restraint that was only connected by belts, completely exposing her breasts and lower body. The soldier who was passing by was sucking his penis in a dog-sitting position.
Her hands were tied to both sides of her body, and she could only work hard with her mouth. Her small mouth was invaded by an oversized penis, rather than serving, it was invaded. The two holes in her lower body were also fixed with a vibrator on a belt, buzzing and vibrating, and occasionally a stream of translucent vaginal fluid was stimulated.
It was exactly the end when Ellatiya arrived, and the semen erupted directly deep in the wolf girl's throat. The excessive amount of her cheeks bulged up, and even overflowed from her nose, staining her beautiful face.
She tried hard to swallow the fishy white turbidity, and before she could clean her most sensitive nose, her ears moved. As if she heard the sound of Ellatiya approaching, she was on the ground again, still blamed by the lust in her lower body, crawling over with difficulty, sticking out her tongue in a flattering manner, and there was still semen on it.
Elatiya avoided it reflexively.
The werewolf girl climbed to the limit of her movement range and was pulled back by the chains connected to the wall, tilted her head, Wangwu Wangwu?
He shouted twice.
Elatya carefully bypassed and went straight to open the door of the reception room.
When I pushed the door open, Elatya felt that the lace lace that had exceeded her knee socks had been wet by herself.
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