The Fall of Arch-Enemy Granzoa
The moment Granzoa’s eyes flew open in panic and she tried to speak, he silenced her with a kiss. Her eyes widened in shock. When she attempted to pull away, his right hand clamped behind her head, locking her in place. Then his tongue slid between her parted lips like a creature claiming new territory.
“Mmmmmmph!”
Sensing the threat to her chastity, Granzoa shoved desperately at his chest, fighting to break free. The War God patiently traced her clenched teeth, gums, and lips with his tongue while watching her with quiet intensity.
The road ahead is long, yet she shows no intention of cooperating.
Seeing her shake her head with tears glistening in her eyes, he sent his left hand downward. His middle finger pushed into her anus.
Squelch—!
The unmistakable sound of something invading her most private rear passage rang clearly in Granzoa’s ears.
“!!!”
She stared at him in utter disbelief at the unfamiliar sensation, her mouth opening impossibly wide. He seized the opening, capturing her tongue with his own and exploring the depths of her mouth.
“Huuuup! Mmph!”
When her tongue was forcibly entwined and violated by the War God’s, Granzoa tried to snap her mouth shut. Each time she attempted it, he drove his finger deeper into her anus and stirred, disrupting her resistance. Her eyes widened further, her mouth opening wider still.
“Ahh! Hngh!”
She clawed at the invading finger with both hands, but her strength was no match for his. Eventually she gave up the struggle. Tears spilled down her cheeks as her expression turned pleading. Only then did he withdraw his finger and devote himself fully to the deep, consuming kiss.
At last Granzoa surrendered. Her arms circled his neck as she panted, eagerly meeting his tongue with her own. When the War God guided her hands down to his throbbing manhood, she hesitated briefly before wrapping both hands around it and beginning to stroke with careful, tentative movements.
“Mmph! Haa—! Haa—!”
Heat radiated from her body, just as it had when the High Elf Queens lost all reason and moaned in ecstasy. His left hand gently caressed her modest breasts, teasing her nipples, while his right hand pried apart her tightly closed thighs. He stroked the soft green curls above her sex before capturing her clit and stimulating it with precise pressure.
“Uup—! Hahak—!”
Unable to cry out fully because of the kiss, desperate nasal moans escaped her. Her hands pumped his raging erection with increasing frenzy, as though begging him to finish quickly.
“Mmm! Huuuuk!”
Lost in the pleasure of essence exchange with a being of superior vitality, her eyes grew completely unfocused. Her naked body twitched and shuddered without end. With her defenses utterly lowered, the waves of divine power inside her were clearly transmitted through his tongue and body.
All mutated magic power confirmed. Time to end this in one strike.
Complete Activation
Divine Power Parallel Operation
Behind the War God, twelve pairs of golden wings blazed into existence. Behind Granzoa, six pairs of wings shimmered with the green light of life. The translucent wings confirmed that she had reclaimed her status as a high-ranking goddess.
“Hahak—! Huk—!”
Contact with the overwhelming divine power sent Granzoa into violent convulsions. She gripped his cock tightly and ground her dripping sex against his thigh with wild abandon.
Her high-ranking divine power is stubborn because it has been corrupted by magic. Unlike the other High Elf Queens, who are purified simply by receiving my seed, this will not be easy.
Purifying a high-ranking goddess was no simple task. Even when he flooded her entire body with divine light, the corrupted power retreated to her womb—the source of her strength—and attempted to fortify itself there. Granzoa was already in a frenzied state, her divine authority reduced by half. She could not call for help.
No choice then.
The War God slipped both arms under her armpits and lifted her slightly. The sudden pause in kissing and caressing allowed a moment of clarity. Granzoa gave him a puzzled look, then gasped as she felt something pressing against her entrance. She looked down.
The swollen glans of the massive erection she had been stroking was positioned perfectly at the entrance to her vagina.
“!!!”
All excitement vanished in an instant. She had known this moment would come once she became his subordinate goddess, but now that the loss of her virginity was upon her, fear crashed over her like a tidal wave.
“N-no—!”
Ignoring her desperate cry, the War God released her from his grip. The thick glans pushed inside her.
“Aaaahk—!”
A scream tore from her throat at the first sensation of a man entering her in her long, long life.
“Huuuuu! Aaaaaaaa!”
She tried frantically to rise, but her widely spread legs refused to obey. Worse, the hands gripping her hips and waist held her firmly as his impossibly hard cock stirred her insides with every movement, driving deeper.
Her passage is already flooded with nectar. Resistance is impossible. I’ll make her accept it slowly.
Her inner walls convulsed around the invading shaft, sending waves of unbearable pain mixed with an indescribable sensation.
“Aaaah! Uuuuuuk!”
She struggled to escape, but she could gain no leverage with her legs spread so wide. The more she pushed against him, the more intense the stimulation became. She could not overcome the strength pressing down on her waist and hips.
Finally she felt the glans pressing against her hymen, stretching it to the point of tearing.
“Th-this isn’t right—! Please stop!”
Every twist of her body to escape only pushed her hymen further to its breaking point. As tears streamed down her face and she despaired, not knowing what to do, the War God asked in a calm, indifferent voice.
“Will you abandon your ambition to become the Main God of the Divine Realm? If you wish to fall and become a Demon God instead, I will stop now.”
Granzoa’s mind went blank.
Me? Give up on becoming the Main God of the Divine Realm? After eons of striving for that very goal, would I throw it away now and fall into corruption? Was I always this weak? Wouldn’t that make me exactly like those who chose weakness?
Clenching her teeth, she forced out the words.
“As if. There’s no way I would give up.”
She glared at him through gritted teeth. Within the brilliant golden hair and the twelve pairs of wings blazing like the sun, his face showed not a trace of lust—only calm indifference.
It’s the same as before. That indifferent expression and overwhelming power that could not be ignored… that was why I tried to kill him.
The War God had reached the tenth circle in only thirty years. In the Great Forest where magic was nearly useless, he had survived countless battles against the High Elf Empire single-handedly.
The astonishing magical mastery he built through Dimensional Authority and the fighting spirit the High Elf Queens had instilled in him were extraordinary. If such a being ascended to the Divine Realm, he would inevitably become the Main God. A cold, cruel dictator no goddess could hope to restrain. That was my judgment, and I could not allow it.
Sensing danger from the black magician, Granzoa had immediately begun preparations to eliminate him.
Fortunately he was a black magician and therefore evil. Negative public opinion formed quickly, and the decision to dispose of him was made.
When the newly ascended Dimensional God had countered her highest authority, Infinite Restoration, and fought her to a draw, she had been certain her judgment was correct.
The disposal failed. He was merely banished. After that I overreached again and again trying to kill him, until I received the Judgment of Karma. I am clearly this male god’s mortal enemy. So why is he helping me? He is exhausting every ounce of the high-ranking divine power he barely obtained to perform a purification no one else would dare attempt.
As those thoughts filled her mind, heat radiated from the cock buried inside her, setting her body aflame once more. She tried to ignore the sensation and finally voiced the question that had haunted her.
“I tried to kill you. Why are you helping me?”
“Because you are also a memory from my childhood. Before I ascended to the Divine Realm, the first time I saw you… you were a truly dazzling goddess.”
He answered that he simply cherished even the painful memories of his youth.
As the highest-ranking goddess of the Round Table, Granzoa could no longer allow herself to appear pathetic.
“I will do it from here.”
She bit her lip, relaxed the tension in her trembling legs, and lowered her hips. The hymen stretched to its limit. Pain far beyond pleasure surged through her. Fighting back tears, she clenched her jaw and slammed her hips down with all her strength.
Thud—! Plunge—!
“Aaaahk—!”
Her hymen tore. The thick shaft drove nearly fully inside her. The overwhelming pain kept her from even screaming properly. She clung to him, trembling violently.
The War God gathered the virgin blood flowing from her and stored it in his subspace as he chanted.
Serial Activation
In that instant, Granzoa regained the full power of a highest-ranking Main God, if only momentarily. Twelve pairs of green wings blazed forth, illuminating the space around them.
His divine power and mine meet within my womb, erasing the pain and the dark energy. With the agony of being broken open, the dark magic vanishes and a refreshing pleasure floods in. The cock that fills me completely and taps against the entrance of my womb brings an overwhelming sense of fulfillment.
The purification was a resounding success. Inconveniently, even her hymen tried to regenerate. It didn’t matter.
Each small movement makes his glans tap against my cervix. His massively swollen shaft throbs inside me, stimulating every inch of my passage.
She felt his heartbeat through her breasts pressed tightly against his chest.
“Purification complete, Granzoa.”
The War God began to gently withdraw from her. But the friction sent fresh waves of pleasure through her, and the sudden emptiness felt unbearable. She wrapped her legs around his waist, locking him in place.
“Hngh—!”
“Hmm?”
With their lower bodies pressed together again, the glans pushed through her cervix and entered her womb.
Aaaah! My womb convulses in protest at the rude invasion. Yet this vitality is so powerful… just holding it makes me feel like I could grow endlessly stronger.
Her mind grew hazy. A seductive moan escaped her lips as she tightened her legs around him even more fiercely.
At Granzoa’s suddenly lewd behavior, the former black magician’s voice carried a note of confusion.
“Granzoa? The treatment is finished.”
“Haa! Right now, the only things I have left to offer you are my virginity and my body. Enjoy them whenever you wish.”
“There’s no need to go that far. Besides, I have no intention of fathering children yet.”
“Having a child would complicate my own path to becoming the Main God of the Divine Realm. I am simply repaying the debt I owe you with my body.”
She glanced at the High Elf Queens still suspended upside down with their legs spread wide and whispered in his ear.
“If you want those children as well, I will give them to you anytime. Repaying my debt comes before revenge.”
A faint smile crossed the War God’s face. He stroked her cheek gently.
“You would offer the High Elf Queens you cherished like your own incarnations to your old enemy? Such a cold and decisive judgment… yes, this is truly the Granzoa I remember. Have you returned?”
“I have always been the greatest goddess of light—Granzoa. I will repay this debt many times over.”
“Hahahaha! Excellent! I will gladly accept.”