The Purification of the Red High Elf Queen
In the depths of the Red High Elf Queen’s pussy, her love juices poured out like a flood, soaking his fingers, trickling down the valley of her mound, and flowing between her breasts. While she sucked hard on the cock in her mouth—her cheeks hollowing with effort—she gazed up at him with eyes brimming with desperate longing.
“Mmmph! Hnnngh!”
As the War God brought his mouth close to her dripping slit, she trembled with joy and swallowed him as deeply as she could, bobbing her head back and forth. Seeing her long crimson hair—hanging upside down—whip about like it was caught in a storm, even he felt his arousal reach its limit.
At least the Red High Elf Queen is still clumsy at this. The occasional sharp bite of her teeth against my cock makes it just barely tolerable.
The other High Elf Queens around them had already shifted their gazes from Granzoa to the obscene sight of him and the Red High Elf Queen devouring each other’s genitals. Their eyes gleamed with seductive heat as they frantically masturbated, letting out alluring moans.
“Ahhak! Hooahk!”
“Hnnngh!”
“Haaauuugh!”
“Huuuughk!”
Even Granzoa stared at the scene with dazed eyes. Her hands unconsciously moved to her breasts and pussy, and thin, helpless moans escaped her lips.
The War God spread the Red High Elf Queen’s overflowing slit as wide as possible with both hands, then sealed his mouth over it and sucked hard.
“Huuuughk! Ahhhuuughk! Haaauuugh!”
The Red High Elf Queen’s scream rang out loudly as her love juices gushed straight into his mouth.
It’s sour yet refreshingly fruity. I’ve heard that elf bodily fluids taste like tree sap or fruit, and it really is true.
To the War God, the Red High Elf Queen’s nectar was nothing like the fishy taste of mortal women—it was like the finest, freshly squeezed fruit juice.
“Haaak! Ahhhuuuughk! Haaauuugh!”
Having her pussy juices sucked directly, the Red High Elf Queen twisted her body wildly. She clung desperately to his hips and swallowed his cock all the way to her throat with wet, choking sounds.
This is getting hard to endure… But I still have work to do first.
The War God mixed his saliva with her love juices and divine energy, then concentrated the power of light and creation before pouring it straight into her womb. It was direct purification through her mucous membranes and fluids.
“Kyaaaaaah—!”
The Red High Elf Queen let out a scream that mixed extreme pleasure and agony. She spat out his cock and arched her back so far it seemed impossible.
“Huuuugh! Ahhhuuughk!”
She began to thrash violently, trying to escape the unbearable sensation of being dragged back from corruption into purification. The other High Elf Queens and Granzoa flinched at the sight.
She’s screaming, shaking her breasts and face wildly, slamming her body against mine.
The War God ignored her struggles and continued pouring saliva brimming with creative power into her pussy.
“Aaaahk—! Let go—! Let go—!”
She tried to push him away with both hands. Each time she did, her upper body rocked back and forth violently.
The Red High Elf Queen is screaming like she’s lost her mind, but I can’t let her go.
Her massive breasts and hardened nipples kept brushing against his cock, sending unbearable pleasure through him. Still, he gripped her plump ass tightly with both hands so she could never escape.
I’ve locked her lower body in place. I’m pouring saliva mixed with my love juices, supreme divine power, and creative energy straight into her flushed, swollen pussy. No corruption can possibly withstand this.
Before his eyes, the Red High Elf Queen’s asshole twitched open and closed repeatedly from the overwhelming mix of pain and pleasure. When her love juices threatened to overflow, he spread her inner walls with his tongue, stimulated her hymen, and forced the purifying fluid all the way to her womb.
The pleasure was so intense that she could only sob out broken moans.
“Huk! Hhhhuuughk!”
After that came more of her petulant screams and desperate thrashing, but her lower body was completely overpowered by his strength. Her struggles grew weaker and weaker until she could only let out exhausted, limp moans.
“Huk! Haah! Huk!”
The War God confirmed that the grayish corruption staining her pussy had completely returned to a healthy pink, then finally lifted his mouth. He examined her thoroughly—her legs spread wide in the upside-down position, her pussy glistening with a mess of love juices and saliva, even the inside of her mouth.
Well done. She seems to have lost consciousness. She’s drooling with her eyes tightly shut. But how does this woman train her body? Even when she’s completely inverted, those enormous breasts still thrust upward defiantly against gravity?
Marveling at the huge breasts that defied gravity, he rotated her naked body and inspected every inch of her.
Perfect! The corruption into a Dark Elf has been completely canceled. She has returned to being a pure High Elf.
Returning from corruption was originally impossible, but with overwhelming divine power and creative energy like his, it was possible to reverse the attribute itself.
Honestly, it’s ridiculous. Changing darkness to light—the complete opposite attribute—consumes far too much mana.
He felt the other High Elf Queens trembling, having even stopped masturbating at the sight of the Red High Elf Queen’s frenzied reaction and her successful return to High Elf form.
A mixture of anticipation and fear. Even Granzoa is covering her breasts and pussy with her hands, shrinking back as much as possible. Only four more to go, and then the real work of treating Granzoa herself awaits.
Crack. Pop.
As he loosened his neck and approached the upside-down High Elf Queens, their widely spread pussies twitched with excitement and spurted fresh love juices. Their long, colorful hair hanging toward the floor swayed heavily. Their breasts and pussies—kneaded by their own hands as if masturbating—jiggled, and sweet, heated moans flowed from their lips once more.
“Huuuugh! Haaaaah! Hnnnngh!”
Granzoa squeezed her eyes shut and began to tremble delicately as well.
Seeing them look like helpless deer before a predator, the War God felt a surge of disbelief. He resolved to exact a proper price for this ordeal.
I came here to rest after worrying myself to death over the next war for an entire month, and this is what I get? To think my own subordinate god would be corrupted and show me such a disgraceful sight? I won’t let this slide.
The War God finished purifying the remaining High Elf Queens using the exact same method.
Seeing them hanging in midair with their legs spread wide in every direction, unconscious… even I feel dizzy. The treatment is complete, but since I don’t know how long it will take, I must leave them like this so their bodies can fully absorb my divine power and vitality from their wombs.
The unconscious High Elf Queens’ divine power had risen to the level of intermediate gods.
They grew this strong just from receiving my power? If they all rush me at once inside the Great Forest, even I would have a headache.
Recalling the past when he had fought these High Elf Queens in life-or-death battles sent a chill down his spine. Moreover, they had hated him enough to turn into Dark Elves.
This won’t do. I need to put them on a leash.
He reached out with his right hand and grabbed the Red High Elf Queen’s left breast. Even unconscious, she let out a weak moan and tried to embrace his body.
“Hnnngh?”
Why is her reaction so good? Don’t tell me her constitution changed to that of a Dark Elf, making her hypersensitive to pleasure?
Feeling slightly uneasy, he ignored the resistance of her pussy and thrust his left middle finger deep inside her.
Twitch—!
Like a fish freshly caught on a hook, the Red High Elf Queen’s body convulsed violently.
I can feel her hymen at the tip of my finger inside her pussy.
He stirred his finger inside her, engraving a magic circle on her womb while chanting.
“Anti-Karma.”
Fwaaaaah—!
Light burst through her pussy and vaginal walls into her womb, engraving the spell. Then, still gripping her left breast, he shook her body back and forth and engraved another magic circle on her heart.
The elasticity is so ridiculous it’s hard to manipulate. Other women’s breasts are soft with fat, but these women are practically made of muscle.
The elasticity of their bodies was so mysterious he couldn’t imagine what kind of training was needed to achieve such physiques.
While engraving the magic circle on her heart, he linked the Dimensional Authority with Anti-Karma.
It’s a charm spell that amplifies feelings of affection toward the target. It guides the subject into an emotional state as if treating the caster like family or a lover. Of course, if the person violently rejects it, it won’t work.
Therefore, if he died or if they became hostile toward him, the three authorities and divine power would activate to restrain them. Naturally, it was also designed to strip away the intermediate god power they had just gained.
This also serves as a corruption prevention measure. Will they really deny that they will become the decisive force in reviving the Empire and turn hostile toward me?
After he finished applying the measures to all the High Elf Queens, Granzoa spoke cautiously.
Granzoa had barely managed to sit up. She covered her breasts and pussy with her hands, shrinking her naked body as much as possible.
The War God stared at her with eyes full of confusion he could barely comprehend. He had just heard words he never imagined she would say in her lifetime.
Did that damned goddess just thank me?
Watching light rise from the left breasts and pussies of all the High Elf Queens he had enchanted, he spoke.
“Granzoa. The High Elf Queens are strong. You were far too reckless this time.”
He gently stroked the face of the Silver High Elf Queen—who had always attacked his rear in cold silence—then grabbed her breast and inserted a finger into her pussy.
“If it were simply a matter of divinity, they would be nothing more than demigods at the seventh circle.”
Fwoooong—!
Light once again surged from her pussy and breast as the newly granted divine power took hold.
He moved on to grasp the breast and pussy of the Yellow High Elf Queen, who had charged at him relentlessly even after her armor was destroyed countless times during their past battles against the High Elf Empire.
These are the same women who fought me to the death when I went mad with loneliness after losing my master.
The black mage who had lost his master and become truly alone had reached the realm of the true Dimensional God. Bursting out of the Great Cavity, he had clashed with the High Elf Queens who stood in his way.
After becoming a god from a mere sentient being, the world had appeared only in black and white. But thanks to them, I was able to see it in full color once again.
The true Dimensional God and the High Elf Queens protected by Granzoa’s infinite recovery blessing had torn into each other’s bodies without retreating even an inch.
After countless nights of fierce battle in the city of the World Tree, it had ended in a draw.
A close, hard-fought battle against a worthy opponent brought a warrior and fighter more joy than anything else. That was why he had been able to regain his emotions as a sentient being and volunteer as the God of Mercenaries, devoting himself to revenge in the Divine Realm.
“Their fighting spirit is nobler and more valuable than that of any goddess in the Divine Realm. So treasure them well.”
“……”
Upon hearing those words, Granzoa closed her eyes tightly and bit her lip.
Whether she feels bad after hearing my words is none of my concern. This was my true sincerity after experiencing the Divine Realm ruled by the Goddess Department.
Fwoooooong—!
The brilliant light of the magic circles that purified the High Elf Queens and prevented their corruption rose before his eyes, reminding him of the goddesses he had seen in the Divine Realm.
The goddesses of the Goddess Department are disgusting just to think about. They were weak yet only blamed others and acted selfishly. Compared to the High Elf Queens—who, despite ruling an empire of over a hundred million, stood at the very front and charged forward because they believed themselves the strongest—those goddesses aren’t even worth comparing.
After finishing all the procedures, he stood before Granzoa, removed his robe and clothes, and sat down.
Most of the scars of survival and victory engraved on my body were given to me by them. Aside from my struggles with them in my childhood, almost nothing else remains.
He stroked the scars across his body and the most recent bloody lines on his chest as he continued.
“I leave my childhood memories in your care.”
“......”
He lightly lifted Granzoa’s trembling naked body—lost in confusion—and spread her legs wide, placing her on his thighs.