Sex Prep Almost Done!
Sex preparation was nearly complete! "To think you'd make it this far. Human, now I'll show you what true terror is."
The moment we stepped onto floor 34, a giant muttered while casting a spell.
As soon as the casting finished, the effect triggered immediately. It was a fire-attribute enchantment on the other giants' swords and maces.
"A frost giant using fire enchantments? What the hell..."
I grumbled, but complaining wouldn't change the harsh reality barreling toward me. A massive sword about 7 meters long came crashing down with overwhelming speed, but the pre-summoned Valkyrie surged forward and pierced its throat, toppling it.
Do not stop! Fight on!
The giant flailed for a while before finally collapsing backward. Even Valkyries, fast and precise enough to strike weak points, would struggle against numbers like this.
So I had to join the offensive aggressively. I soared high into the air myself and stabbed another giant, sending blood gushing from its neck in a spectacular spray.
"Kill that fly first!"
They'd apparently clocked me as the main body right away. This was going to be a problem, but I'd just activated another trait from level 30.
Rope binds the targeted Frost Giant.
The giant's massive body tangled in ropes and toppled awkwardly. It was thrilling, almost euphoric. But pleasure aside, there was work to do. I pierced another confused giant's throat, then charged straight at the named one.
"Not a chance! Flesh of steel!"
The spell completed swiftly, foiling my plan to sever its fingers. Still, I'd inflicted a wound, so my weapon's trait triggered too.
Ferocious Harpoon Sword's Bleed effect applied.
Incubus's Eye doubles the Bleed effect.
Harpoon Sword negates Yukul's "Troll's Soul".
The item synergies I'd prepared for moments like this exploded in sequence. It must have never expected a blocked strike to turn into a fatal wound.
"Chill of the extreme cold!"
The bastard calmly muttered another spell, freezing the wound. Probably thanks to its frost giant nature and high resistance. But the blood had already poured out in torrents—far too late to stop with ice.
"Grrrrr... Why won't the bleeding stop!?" "Because you got stabbed by my sword, duh." "Sh-shut up! Kin! Kill this bastard now!"
Maybe because of its massive size? Even after losing that much blood, it didn't look like it was dying—in fact, it seemed fine.
"Too late, Giant Uncle!" "Wha...?"
In that brief moment, as the giants turned to protect Yukul, a Valkyrie's spear ripped out one's nape.
It moved so fast even I couldn't track it with my eyes. Having felled three giants in an instant, the Valkyrie raised her spear and charged madly.
Die quietly, you maggot giant!
With the Valkyrie's booming voice, her spear pierced its skull. Even as it happened, Yukul desperately cast more spells, but I was much faster. The harpoon sword finally severed its ring and index fingers, stacking bleed once more. This time, a truly fatal injury.
Leaving the gushing blood and exposed bone behind, I flashed a thumbs-up at the Valkyrie.
"Epic!"
And with that, floor 34 was cleared smoothly. Without the magic-casting giant, the rest fell quickly.
Plus, now I was level 35! Time for another trait.
Please select a trait.
1. Summoned Valkyrie's defense grows even stronger, and she equips a Flame Cloak.
2. All swordsmanship damage increases by 20%.
I picked the latter. Already ridiculously strong, and now even more? Thrilling... Dopamine flooded my brain.
Enemies for the foreseeable future can't touch me anyway. The second choice is right.
Not just me—others agreed. So level 35 trait: swordsmanship damage up.
Did Master pick something like this? More basic damage boosts mean getting even stronger.
Even bare-handed, I couldn't beat her. She's that powerful.
Ugh...
We'll stop here for today. Your face looks awful, Champion.
"Got it..."
I wanted to push to floor 35 today, but that was impossible. The moment I thought of Master's face, my dick sprang to attention...
I hate to admit it, but... I'm starting to like Master more and more. Not platonically—romantically, rationally. Even though I know I shouldn't...
Levels rising seems to be boosting my favor toward Master.
High-level players drift from humanity, instinctively terrifying normals—maybe psychological pressure too. I felt it: an inexplicable pull toward Master.
"Hah... Already hard without me even touching it, huh?" "Th-this is—" "How slutty do you have to be to get hard just seeing my face? Huh? Who said you could get this stiff?"
Master gripped my dick tightly, muttering.
"This uselessly huge cockhead stuffed full of precum... Every move you make is so lewd, Hyunwoo." "Don't yank it like thaaat..." "Who grew this big dick? To shove in your big sis, right? Cocky little shit. Where the hell were you? How long I waited."
Swoosh—!
Master mercilessly stroked my ass. I flinched in surprise, and her massive tits enveloped my front completely.
"You can't escape me. You'll live with me forever." "Maaaster..." "Marry me. I said marry me."
Tap tap.
Her crotch nudged my groin.
"You fucking brat, spread your legs. Gonna shove it in right now." "Can't do that yet..." "Yet? Oh, right—two weeks left? Still, spread 'em quick~ Spread for me~"
Tap tap, her hips bucked, teasing my tip. Thinking of this continuing made me dizzy already.
"Fine... But just looking, okay? No inserting or touching."
I finally surrendered to her childish tantrum and dropped my pants. Immediately, Master yanked down her panties too...
"Fuck, can't hold back every time I see it. My womb's aching like crazy because of you."
She resumed her teasing. This time, aligning her pussy perfectly with my dick...
Tap tap—I felt betrayed and blurted out.
"Liar!" "Never said I'd stop. Spread your legs quick. Gonna fuck you now." "Absolutely not." "Oh... really?"
Master slipped her hands under my armpits and hoisted me up effortlessly. She set me on the platform, lifting one of my legs slightly.
"What about now?"
Squish squish!
My dick, which had only brushed her entrance before, was now teetering on the brink of penetration. If she pulled forward just a few more centimeters, it'd start sliding in.
"Huh? Gonna put it in here? You fucking brat, attention!" "Don't..." "Pulling the cute puppy eyes for pity now? No way. I'll fuck you clean."
Her words made it sound like she'd devour me any second. The pressure intensified—my tip caught right at her entrance.
"Shoving it in? Yeah, gonna fuck you raw, you cocky little shit. Disciple or not, I'll milk you all night."
Fully aroused, Master spewed filthier than usual, no filter.
"Gonna pound you deep. Condom? Think I'd go easy with that shit!? No way, punk!" "Ugh..." "Gonna use up every condom on that shelf. Think I'd be satisfied once? Hell no. I'll drain you till you're half-dead."
After thoroughly sexually harassing me, had she regained her senses? Master didn't push in further. She just said:
"See you in two weeks, you little punk."
...The day I finally get fucked is coming for real.