Chapter 119
Chapter 119
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Translator: True Detective
Chapter: ?
Chapter Title: Is Reunion with Mom the Worst...?
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Is the reunion with Mom the worst...?
Is there no day or night in this crystal cave?
"Hah... hah... hah!"
Clones that looked just like me were swarming from all directions.
Even after crushing countless ones like them, no strategy for conquering this deep layer had emerged.
"Levi... you think there's even a way to clear this place?"
"Sigh. No worries. That makes sense, I guess."
Sweat poured down like rain.
Not that there was even time to rest—and ever since awakening my black magic power, situations like this were a breeze to handle anyway.
But even with that stamina, what kept me going was this.
"Hah, hah...!"
"Yeah, exactly. After fighting nonstop for so long, my balls are swollen up tight."
Maybe it was because it felt like I'd been fighting for three straight days and nights.
In this dire situation, my balls were instinctively craving to breed, pumping out a massive load on their own.
So now what?
As I pondered while smashing the incoming fakes...
...Sniff sniff.
"?"
Come to think of it, had I ever been this exhausted since awakening?
Even fighting Clan Head Emma had been dangerous, but neither of us had pushed to total exhaustion.
Maybe that's why this was my first time feeling this drained.
It was fascinating.
All my senses... especially my smell had sharpened to this degree.
'Amazing... It's like I can see exactly how to handle these fakes in front of me, as if they were ingredients in a dish.'
Dangerous scents and pleasant ones.
Heading toward the dangerous smells felt like it would lead to a fatal wound.
On the flip side, following the sweet, enticing aromas let me slip leisurely through the encirclement of fakes that had seemed impossible to escape.
"Huh?"
"Yeah?"
"When the hell did he..."
"slip past us?"
They were all Kim Yongchans, just like me.
Yet the fake Kim Yongchans stared at the real me in stunned silence, their movements utterly different from before.
And beyond the scent of their openings... a richer, muskier aroma wafted up.
'What is this? It smells just like perfectly aged ginseng chicken soup!'
You couldn't find a more mouthwatering samgyetang aroma anywhere across Korea.
As I battered the swarming fakes and rummaged through the crystal cave...
"...!"
Found it.
Not the gap in the crystal pillar, but a protruding pussy gap!
"Pussy?"
I'm not seeing things, right?
A plump, juicy ass just hanging out in the middle of this deep layer, pussy fully exposed.
Is it a fake?
Or maybe a trap.
But that delicious samgyetang scent teasing my nose had to be coming from there.
Gulp...
After nothing but fighting down here, my balls were so backed up my lower half was starting to ache.
So how could I just pass by a dripping-wet 'samgyetang pussy' like this, with broth trickling from the slit?
They say Korea is the land of fried chicken gods?
Well, I'm about to worship at the altar of a superior 'pussy god,' sliding off my pants and pressing my rock-hard glans right up against it.
"Can't you tell? I'm about to fuck this cute little ass. ...Or wait, you think it's a trap?"
Rub rub rub.
As I teased my cock along the tight pussy slit, sweet nectar oozed out like lube, writhing between the folds.
To check before diving in, I slipped a finger inside and tasted the juices.
This a trap? It was too damn sweet for that.
How to describe it...
'Like the master's touch.'
Anyway, the fakes I'd shaken off would swarm back soon, and they were all Kim Yongchans in the end.
If I left this because of some 'trap' bullshit, they'd just NTR this ass.
...No way in hell!
Rub rub rub rub rub.
"Hell no! Levi, if a dildo popped up that matched your pussy size perfectly, you telling me you wouldn't shove it in?"
Before I knew it, my entire shaft was slick and clean from this pussy god's nectar.
Now it was time to thrust... and stop here? Really?
Sorry, Levi.
Trap or not—even if it kills me—this pussy needs my dick inside it.
And so.
Squish—.
That said, I couldn't just die to a trap mid-thrust.
How to test this healthy, tasty samgyetang pussy? The solution I came up with: sample the lower hole first.
In other words, start with the winking back pussy—the asshole.
Squelch squelch.
"N-No way?!"
"This thing's ass grip is way tighter than Miran's! It's a total sow ass, even sluttier than that perverted princess who only masturbates anally!"
So is this ass a trap?
I could answer that one half right, half wrong.
Wrong because the moment my cock went in—ass or pussy—something should've happened, but nope. I was just pistoning away, perfectly fine.
No anomalies in my body at all.
But right because even with no harm to me... enemies would swarm soon.
Squelch squelch squelch squelch!
The sluttiest ass I'd ever tasted!
Even as a faceless, protruding 'used' hole from the pillar, her anal grip was beyond imagination—like a trap I couldn't pull out of.
Slap! Slap!
"Levi, it's incredible! This sow ass loosens even a little, so you slap it? And it clamps right back down!"
"No way! Last time we fucked, you passed out squirting after one slap!"
What the hell are you?
What makes you so desperate for my cock!
After slapping the cheeks red...
I spotted squirt spraying from the pussy, begging for attention too.
But I hadn't cum in the ass yet.
Seeing the protruding ass wiggle seductively, I pinched to calm it down.
Pinch.
Splurt! Spurt!
I yanked the peeled, popped-out clit.
Thick nectar mixed with what felt like piss sprayed across the crystal floor.
At the same time, the sphincter clenched, squeezing my rod tight.
Gush gush.
I unloaded the cum from my balls into that refreshing samgyetang back hole.
"Whew. This is a total legend pussy."
"Yeah! And that's just the back hole, like I said!"
"Levi, I guarantee you—if this was a woman, there'd be no bigger sow slut out there!"
This mystery pussy that suddenly deflated my raging cock.
Even as I gushed cum into her back door, the front slit stayed horny-wide, dripping nectar.
And as a man, you think I'd stop after one shot?
Squish!
Splurt! Spurt!
'Because I just had to taste this ass's pussy.'
I slid my still-hard, cum-soaked cock into the pussy drooling juices.
The texture inside was unreal.
If Levi's pussy was my everyday fried chicken, this was nourishing samgyetang for the soul.
Shaking it back and forth, how perverted is a pussy that squirts lube so you never feel friction—yet clamps down like it's starving for cum?
'Time to pound her with everything I've got!'
You bitch.
You lose today.
On those tomato-red cheeks, now imprinting my handprints.
Slap! Slap! Slap!
Slapping away, there was no way to crank the grip tighter.
Except anal fisting.
It couldn't be human anyway.
No screams from this pillar-stuck ass.
I shoved my fist into the back hole still gaping from my cock.
Spluuuurt—!
The moment my fist went in, the freshest squirt yet rained down.
"Whew~. Too rough for humans so I skipped it, but thank god there's an onahole like this in the deeps."
"No need to push yourself, Levi."
You don't have to go that far...
Anyway, what a relief there's a 'non-human' like this...
"Eeeeek?! I-I'm dyiiing! Ohoooook...!"
"Huh?"
...Or was it?
What the hell.
What's with this pig-squealing, vulgar moan?