Chapter 393
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“Then.”
“If war breaks out, I plan to deploy the Mutants I’ve gathered into the Black God Cult into the war, to minimize war casualties and minimize Mutant casualties too.”
Anyway, Korea has to advance into the Erosion Zone again just to fully secure the Korean Peninsula.
The number of citizens trapped in this Erosion Zone who became Mutants must be in the millions.
Are they planning to kill all of them?
I don’t know how it was in the novel, but they are Mutants that must eventually be embraced.
“So what is it that you want?”
“To have Mutants treated like normal citizens.”
It is my grand dream.
And to achieve that dream, securing combat power is inevitable.
Of course, to be honest, I’m doing this to Rosari-ah because the corrupted clergy concept turns me on.
“Isn’t that actually because you became a Mutant? It would be troublesome if you were caught like this, so you’re just trying to improve the treatment of Mutants altogether.”
“Ahem.”
That’s not exactly it.
Doesn’t she know me too well?
Or is Rosari-ah saying that now to secure some justification?
Well, since it’s come to this, I need to speak honestly.
I continued speaking while thrusting into her pussy.
“Right?”
“That’s not true. Heuut? Why on earth are you insisting on making me exactly like them? Just keeping my mouth shut should be…”
“Aside from that, doesn’t the concept of corruption turn you on?”
“Hogogok.”
In that moment, Rosari-ah’s pussy tightened.
I see. This bitch is getting excited too.
Right. In the end, bitches who become honest with their pleasure have no choice but to accept mutant corruption.
The pleasure of a Mutant dyed in my colors is incredible, after all.
The existence of the Evil Dragon Dahaka itself is a disaster, dragging in all sorts of complex things, and I am corrupting our heroines by gifting them the massive disaster known as pleasure.
“But still. That’s.”
“I’m already a Mutant, so you have no other options, you know? Rosari-ah? Aren’t you going to answer quickly?”
“W-Wait a minute. Heuut. Eung. Heuut. There. Too weak. Heueueuk!”
Rosari-ah’s body was quite lewd for a cleric.
I mean she has a lewd body that can’t help but feel it fully even if she gets fucked by a small dick because her sensitive spots are quite near the front.
So I have to corrupt her.
Rosari-ah seems not to know because she’s in the middle of feeling it, but my tentacles are already inside.
I have to completely remake Rosari-ah.
“Huhuhu. It’s here, right here. Good. It won’t be long before you’re dyed in my colors.”
“Haa. Haang. Ah. W-Wait. The strength in my bladder is giving way, haaeung!”
Rosari-ah eventually even became incontinent.
She had so little strength.
Well, still, this kind of holy water is no different from a prize to me.
“Huu. Huu. Well, that’s how it is. Pussies are bound to leak when they feel good. It’s natural, so it’s fine.”
“Heeng. Heeek. Heueueuk. Heueuk.”
“Now then, that’s why Rosari-ah’s corruption is even more of a turn-on.”
Isn’t a cleric’s corruption the true form of corruption?
That’s what I think, anyway.
Furthermore, Rosari-ah is known as a Saintess who is more devoted to serving God than any other cleric. Such a woman corrupts?
That says it all.
You could call it the standard, the aesthetics of being turned on.
“N-No.”
“Imagine it. A you that is different from before. What if the being everyone reveres actually became the Saintess of an Evil God? Imagine betraying them.”
I had already been putting my Seed of Corruption inside Rosari-ah little by little.
She must be feeling it little by little.
She will start racking her brain with pleasure at the center of everything, in a direction where she wants to feel sexual pleasure.
So I whisper into her ear.
“You only shoulder everyone’s expectations and are forced to meet them.”
“That’s right.”
“The Goddess is the same. You’ve had a hard time all this time because of the Goddess, haven’t you? Right?”
This is reality.
The Goddess Rosari-ah serves gives her special treatment, but precisely because she considers Rosari-ah special, she made her train to develop her power. Even now, she has to pray whenever she has a spare moment to bolster her waning faith, so how hard must it be?
Honestly, that’s why her body, full of sexual frustration, started feeling pleasure so easily.
Of course, by this point, the Goddess won’t be able to hold back either.
In the end, isn’t Rosari-ah’s will what’s important?
Jjigeokjjigeok jjilkkeok jjilgeok
This was continuous pleasure. And it was pleasure given by an Evil Dragon at that.
I mean, it’s a pleasure even greater than being fucked by a dick.
That Goddess cannot give something like this.
At best, she can only manifest directly and interfere, but that’s it.
“I will become your god, a god who gives the happiness known as pleasure. So leave everything to me and become mine.”
I am the one who will become Rosari-ah’s true Goddess.
This is enough.
If she is destined to be a Nun and Saintess from birth anyway, I have to make her mine.
Rosari-ah’s Goddess is probably having a hard time unless she interferes directly somehow, since Rosari-ah’s faith is already wavering.
Corrupting even the Goddess like that would be good too.
Dahaka is an unclearable, absolute final boss who rarely even appears in the original work.
With a body like that, could she withstand it?
“A-Ah. B-But. That’s a betrayal of the Goddess.”
Even while calling it a betrayal, she gets hooked by my tentacles and eagerly sucks on them.
Right. She is slowly being dyed.
With my combined attributes as Yu Eunha and Dahaka, I stain and corrupt the holy and good Rosari-ah with pleasure and ambition.
She won’t be able to withstand the pleasure that only I can give.
Goddess? She’d probably just tell her to pray every day.
I hate that.
A woman in her prime. For a woman at the age where she should be having lots of sex and getting dicks shoved in her pussy to give all that up just to serve a Goddess.
It’s not like Rosari-ah is ugly, is she?
No matter how you look at it, it’s a body that’s popular with men.
Now that we’ve come this far, I can’t back out.
I have to completely turn her to the Black God Cult’s side and make her help me.
“I think even that Goddess will end up submitting to me.”
“No, I shouldn’t do that. I can’t.”
“It’s fine. You are being reborn as exclusively mine”
“But to do that, I don’t know you well enough. Haeung”
Of course she doesn’t know. We were born in different places, and it hasn’t even been a few months since we met.
If you really get down to it, you could say it’s been a few weeks at best.
But we’ve come this far? This definitely shows signs of her falling.
“We can get to know each other from now on. Life is long, you know?”
“Hieut. Eung. Aat. Heuk.”
“You already know that it has to be me anyway, right?”
“That’s.”
“Admit it. It gets easier once you admit it.”
Her skin color is gradually being dyed black.
A cleric like Rosari-ah, a body with deep faith, is difficult to corrupt.
But conversely, once corrupted, she will be filled with loyalty and love for me.
Why? Because I am the being who stole her away from the god she serves.
Because I give her greater happiness than that god.
Naturally, it’s perfect for overwriting her loyalty.
Gushing sound.
Like this, the deepest part of a woman.
The organ that proves she is a woman is gradually dyed every time I ejaculate into her womb.
Exactly in my colors. Little by little.
With Rosari-ah, it’s a complete process from the beginning. Since I’m forcefully squeezing into her heart, I have to corrupt her step by step, seriously.
To do that, I started changing her womb first.
I slowly dye the inside with simple ejaculation.
Rather than being more radical, I solely ejaculate to lower her immunity and faith through the Seed of Corruption.
Because a female is ultimately easier to corrupt than a male.
Her brain must be tingling by now.
“Haaeung. Heueueu. W-What is this. This feeling. Heugeut. I don’t knooow!”
“Now, become mine! Become my very own woman!”
“Heueung. Heueueueung. Heugeueueut!”
She’s holding it in somehow.
Her body is honest. Look at this. Her body is twisting this way and that.
The things she does are cute, though.
“Huhuhu. You’re completely cumming. Your vaginal spasms have gotten worse, haven’t they?”
“N-No, I’m. Heueung. Heueueuk!”
Unlike Ray or Han Suji, who liked me from before, I have to put a little more effort into Rosari-ah.
She’s a foreigner, and we’re still just at the level of sex… business partners, plus she still has faith in the Goddess.
I have to take it slowly, if only to erase all of that.
Once all of that is erased, she will fall completely and utterly for me.
Gushing sound!
I forcefully pour the Seed of Corruption into her womb.
Now, slowly, I put my heart into it, so I wonder what will happen to our Saintess.
No matter that she is Rosari-ah, this will be hard to withstand, right?
Look at that. Her already slackened face is only submerged in pleasure.
But I should be a little careful.
Before pouring in more of the Seed of Corruption, something a little newer will go inside her.
-You pushed that lump in, didn’t you.
But what does that matter?
-You’re being drawn by instinct. Flow your fragment into there.
A fragment? Is that possible?
-Yes, because this is our instinct.
Right. If so, there’s no reason not to try.
I’ve already poured the Seed of Corruption deep, deep inside.
Then I should try putting in a piece of my fragment.
To be exact, it’s the piece of the Fragment of Dahaka that I possessed earlier.
I inserted my piece of the fragment inside, like that.
Of course, it won’t activate yet.
Because this is really used as insurance at the very end.
“A-Aheueu. Heueueu. M-My head. My head is going completely white.”
She’s finally changing.
Slowly, slowly.
It’s truly absurd how the form of that incredible cleric Rosari-ah is gradually being dyed with corruption.
What was pure white is gradually turning black, into darkness.
Honestly, I’ve never thought of myself as evil.
I mean, how am I evil?
But at the very least, I don’t think I’m white. Because I am me.
Because pleasure, taking a woman and plunging her into pleasure, is close to evil no matter how you look at it.
That’s why I live as I please.
“Huhu. Finally starting to change little by little. Huh?”
At that moment, a problem occurred.
A deep light began to linger on Rosari-ah’s body.
A light that truly gave off the feeling of a Saintess.
Eventually, that light fully descended upon Rosari-ah’s body.
Right. This was a similar feeling to when it happened with the Divine Sword.
In an instant, the tentacles that had been thrust into her body slipped out.
Right. I suppose it has to be at least this much to be called a divine entity.
Before I knew it, our Rosari-ah - no, the Otherworld Goddess who had descended into Rosari-ah’s body - was glaring sharply at me.
“I won’t let that happen!”
“Oho. Have you finally come out?”
I guess this is her final resistance. But what can you do? I have no intention of letting her do that.
Since a god has descended anyway, I should fuck that god.
Right now, this Goddess probably also popped out to make a final resistance, but…
Not a chance.