Chapter 684
Chapter 684
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 684
Chapter Title: Vanguard - Alien Invasion
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"Since it's come to this, let's just get it over with quick."
"Yeah. Sure."
She wrapped both arms around my neck. I lifted her left thigh. My cock plunged straight into her spread pussy. Her slick walls, drenched in juices, wrapped tightly around me. Her pussy grip really was the best.
"Haaaaah!"
A sweet moan escaped Cloud's lips. Just hearing it made my dick throb harder.
"Ahh, ah! So good!"
Splash, splash.
Every time I thrust my hips, she matched me with her own. Our sexes slammed together in perfect rhythm. She instinctively knew exactly how to make sex feel amazing.
Boobs! Cloud's boobs!
I bent down and sucked one of her breasts into my mouth. Her hardened nipple filled my mouth completely.
"D-don't bite... haaah."
She trembled and staggered, nearly slipping. My hand caught her lower back, and she instinctively wrapped both legs around my waist.
Even then, our pussy and cock stayed locked together, moving in sync.
"Y-you bastards!! Graaaah!"
Dark Maker writhed as he watched us. His eyes lingered mostly on Cloud's pussy handling my cock. I get it. Her plump labia gripping my huge dick must look adorable.
Cloud and I grew more immersed in the sex as time passed. Dark Maker's screams echoed periodically, but we ignored them completely. Eventually, we fucked right next to him in mating press.
"Graaaah! I'll kill you! I'll kill you both!"
Dark Maker's venomous roar faded weakly by the end.
"Haaaah! Feels so good!"
???
After one intense fuck session, we dressed with satisfaction. The stress had melted away. Cloud's face looked brighter too, so she must've felt the same.
Dark Maker's face, however, looked like rotten food gone bad for ten years. His glaring eyes burned with murderous intent. He was probably imagining me getting beaten to death by him in his head right now.
Can't just leave this guy be.
If he were an ordinary human, maybe. But Dark Maker was a superpowered villain with real influence in the villain world.
Kill him out of Cloud's sight.
That thought had been brewing since we captured him. Luckily, this wasn't Earth—it was the Under World. A place teeming with dangers. Plenty of chances to deal with him.
"Sigh. This wasn't the plan..."
Cloud sighed and shook her head. I pretended not to hear and looked up at the sky. Three hours had passed, but it was still purple and bright. No sign of it darkening.
Come to think of it, no sun. Does the Under World even have day and night?
We started moving, following Lord Savior's map. We passed a muddy lake, flew over a cactus hill. When we got tired of walking, we'd sit, eat, or crawl into the tent for sleep.
Of course, sex was a given. At first, she hesitated about doing it in front of Dark Maker, but she got used to it quick and didn't bat an eye anymore.
The map made it look close... turns out whoever drew it couldn't map for shit.
After some detours and getting briefly lost, we finally reached the witch's house in the Under World.
It was carved from a massive black dead tree. Shaped just like the witch's houses in fairy tales or cartoons, surrounded by unknown plants and mushrooms.
Meow~.
A black cat lounging on the stone wall meowed at us. It had three eyes.
"This is it. Doesn't feel right."
Cloud said tensely. She had good instincts. Couldn't just brush off her words.
"Cloud. We're here to talk. Don't forget that."
"I know. I don't wanna fight the witch either. My goal is protecting you."
"Got it. Reassuring."
We stepped into the witch's domain.
Creeeak.
The door opened, and the witch came out herself.
She wore a massive black pointed hat and a tight black see-through dress that clung to her body. Her snow-white skin contrasted perfectly with the black, suiting her well.
What caught my eye first were her long, straight legs peeking from the dress's side slit and her enormous breasts. Especially those tits. "Big" didn't even cover it. I'd met plenty of busty women, but none rivaled her. At least K-cup monsters.
Jiggle!
They swayed like a stormy sea with each step. The sheer destructive sight snapped me back to reality. My gaze lifted higher.
The witch had black hair and a seductive face. Downturned eyes, purple lips curled in mocking amusement.
Her personality probably sucked, but her face and figure were top-tier.
"Hey. Snap out of it!"
Cloud poked my side.
"I-I-I'm fine."
"Wipe your drool first."
"......"
I'd been drooling without realizing. I wiped it with the back of my hand and focused on the witch again. My eyes kept drifting to her chest.
"What brings Earthlings all the way here? Hehe."
Her only red feature—her high heels—clicked as she approached.
I straightened up and addressed her.
"Dorothy Herbin. Pleasure to meet you. I'm Eugene Sung, here on behalf of America. We've come seeking your help."
"Hmm. My help... It's about Bractasia, right?"
Dorothy stopped ten meters away, arms crossed. Her thin arms propped up those massive tits, deepening her cleavage. Couldn't look away.
"...Yes. You know already."
"I know someone well-versed in info."
Dorothy wasn't hostile. No pointless fights needed. Good start.
"Witch of the Under World!!"
Dark Maker, bound in Cloud's clouds, yelled. He'd been silent till now—must've been waiting for this moment.
"Shut up!"
Cloud swung a fist at his head.
"Urk! Witch of the Under World! I have a proposal!"
Dark Maker ignored her and kept shouting.
"...Oh? Now I'm interested. Speak."
Dorothy waved lightly. Dark Maker floated forward to her.
"You!"
I blocked Cloud from lunging. No need to provoke Dorothy over this guy. This was her turf. Better not act rashly.
"Move. Dark Maker's scheming with her. We gotta stop it."
"Cloud. Stay calm here. She's not teaming up with him. Just talking."
"What if they actually join forces? You handle that?"
"If it goes south, we intervene."
Cloud looked unhappy but complied.
Dark Maker declared boldly to Dorothy.
"Witch of the Under World! Help me! Let's take them down together!"
"Hmm. Why should I?"
"They invaded your domain. And they wanna use your power. Don't fall for it, witch. Help me, and I'll help you."
"You invaded too. And no one uses me. Not you either."
"......"
"That's all? For a proposal, shouldn't you offer what I want?"
"...What do you want?"
"What can you do? What can you give me?"
Dorothy countered. Tricky question. Dark Maker pondered briefly.
"Earthling souls. Can't give any now, but back on Earth, I'll gather and bring them."
Dorothy eyed him pityingly.
"You know Under World beings draw energy from Earthling souls."
"Researched on the way here."
"Then why not research properly? I'm called the Under World witch, but I wasn't born here."
"...So you don't need Earthling souls?"
"Nope. Last chance. Go flop over there. Your wormy look suits the dirt."
"Grah!"
Dark Maker flew back and crashed into the ground.
"W-wait! Witch! Help me! I'll pay later!"
"Quiet. Can't you?"
Dorothy cast a spell. Dark Maker's mouth sealed shut. He thrashed and mumbled, but his lips wouldn't part.
Dorothy's gaze turned to me and Cloud.
"What about you two? Can you pique my interest?"
"...Lady Dorothy. Give us a moment to think."
"Fine. Rare guests—I'll wait. Ten minutes. Take your time."
"Won't take that long."
I already knew how to handle her. From the [Vampire Detective] world, I knew her setup. No dumb mistakes like Dark Maker.
Buying time was for my personal curiosity.
Dorothy's pussy.
-Hm?
The pussy replied. Its voice sounded like Dorothy's—sultry.
You're a virgin, right?
Dorothy was a minor character glimpsed in shared-universe movies or comics, so details were scarce.
-Yeah. Virgin. But no hymen.
What?
-Tore it ten years ago masturbating.
Unexpected info. My mouth hung open a bit.
How old is Dorothy now?
-33!
Old maid.
Made sense. Living alone in the Under World. No decent folks around.
Masturbate how often a week?
-Hnnng... 16 times?
At least twice a day. A 33-year-old virgin's libido was off the charts.
With fingers in your pussy?
-Wooden sticks too!
Very useful. Did it today?
-Yeah. Just finished before you came.
Hoo... Pussy status now? Wet?
-Yeah. Wet. Excited seeing a guy after so long.
Got it.
I immediately unbuttoned my shirt top. Dorothy blinked in surprise at my sudden move.
"Wh-what are you doing?"
"Oh. Kinda hot. Mind if I loosen up?"
"Go ahead. Can't stop you if you're hot."
I felt her eyes subtly on my chest.
-Haa. Haa. Body's heating up. Want sex!
Sex appeal landed perfectly. I casually flashed my cock while opening negotiations.
"Lady Dorothy. Help America... no, Earth."
"Didn't hear the chat with that black worm? Don't demand outright. Gets annoying."
"Sorry. Then... I want to bet with you, Lady Dorothy."
Cloud startled beside me. This wasn't the prepared line from HQ.
"A bet..."
Dorothy's eyes gleamed with interest. Per her lore, she loved bets. Why? Witch Dorothy always won—magic or dirty tricks.
And in the past, Lord Savior bet against her and lost. He fled the Under World without paying up.
"You know me? That I love bets."
"Best of three. One game's too short—one who wins two first takes it. Sound good?"
"Perfect. Was bored anyway. But I pick the game."
"I win, you help Earth."
"I win, you two boil in a cauldron."
"Lives on the line, huh. But must it be a cauldron?"
"Forgot already? I'm a witch."