Chapter 183: 35th Floor: Purification Ritual ♥
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 183: 35th Floor: Purification Ritual ♥
"Come on, you bastards!!!"
I brandished the kitchen knife, trying to look threatening.
Normally, any sane person would flinch or at least hesitate at the sight of it.
But...
"For Yula!!"
"Oh God, I shall purify that foolish heretic woman for you!!"
These crazy fanatics only got more excited and charged at me.
An unavoidable battle began.
First, I aimed for the neck of the man running at the very front.
But I ran into a problem I hadn't anticipated...
'Dammit, this body is so fucking slow!'
Even to my own eyes, the knife flew toward him in slow~ motion.
What Lee Do-hee didn't know was that her Onahole Body was sluggish from the start, with a -20% agility penalty.
On top of that, it was the body of a completely untrained civilian.
The speed was slow enough for an average man to see and react.
Smack!
He grabbed my wrist and twisted it outward.
'L-Like this? So easily...? Me?'
Thud!
The man shoved my chest with his shoulder.
The air was knocked out of my lungs, and my body tumbled backward, rolling on the ground.
"Kyaa...!"
'Cheap shot, hitting my chest...'
The men pinned my arms and legs and took the knife from me.
"Purification!!"
"Purify her!!"
"Take her to the river of purification!"
'Wait, purification...?'
This wasn't supposed to happen.
I was sure these fanatics were known for brutally slaughtering heretics on the spot.
Even if I died here, a trait like <Onahole Doesn't Die> would activate, giving me an extra life. So, my backup plan was to just die and try again in a month...
'Why aren't they killing me right away?'
They simply tied my arms and dragged me away.
'What the... Don't tell me?'
*
About two months ago.
While I was training and waiting for my onahole to be made before heading to the 31st floor, I had studied the 35th floor in detail.
'Well, at least there's a lot more information about this place than before.'
"B-rank and A-rank trials seem manageable. Now, let's look at the most important one, S-rank."
There were only two known S-rank trials on the 35th floor.
One was to survive a tribe of cannibals in the jungle, and the other was to survive and win a religious war.
There were a total of seven publicly available videos of the S-rank religious war trial.
All of them were recordings of people who had failed to clear it and died.
Among them, the one who survived the longest was Yoon Sang-chul, a former special forces operative. I decided to watch his video.
The moment it started, the scene showed buildings and clothing that looked like they were from somewhere between the modern and early modern eras.
Unlike the other participants, he didn't barricade his front door.
He reasoned that the commotion would only attract more fanatics.
'But then he won't have any time to escape...'
No, he didn't run.
He calmly hid in a room, silently slitting the throats of the fanatics who came in to search, one by one.
After killing all the fanatics who had broken into his house, he went outside, pretending to be a member of the Muion Cult, the fanatics' sect, rather than a Saion Cultist...
"You, what's your faith?"
"The same as yours, the Muion Cult. I got a little lost, where was the gathering point?"
Since they were of the same race, it was impossible to tell them apart by appearance. He tried to respond calmly, but...
"Hmm... What is the 37th Commandment of Yula?"
"...The 37th? Ah, I knew it, but I can't seem to remember..."
And just like that, he was impaled by fanatics holding bamboo spears and died.
It seemed that even ten-year-old children had all 99 of Yula's Commandments memorized.
Surprisingly, he was the one who had survived the longest. Most of the others either died in their homes or were killed by the Muion fanatics while trying to escape after barricading themselves in.
That was all the information I could gather. Besides the fact that fanatics would storm in from the very beginning and that it was difficult to disguise yourself as a member of another religion, there was nothing else.
"If I get that trial, I'm as good as dead. But what are the chances? It's less than 5%. No way, right? I've been getting S-rank trials nonstop, so I'm probably due for a break. You know, regression to the mean?"
*
And now, I'd spectacularly gotten that very fucking trial!
'Fuck, regression to the mean my ass!!'
The only silver lining was that, perhaps because I was a woman, they didn't try to kill me on sight.
The rest of the men searched my house while two others dragged me away.
One of them led me along with my arms tied behind my back with a rope, while the other followed behind, watching me.
They kept dragging me somewhere without telling me where we were going.
'Get a grip... It's not over yet. There has to be a way to clear this.'
Screams echoed from all around, and the sounds of battle were constant.
There were burning buildings, men being dragged out and killed by Muion fanatics, and women being hunted down like prey as they tried to flee.
A gruesome festival of blood, hosted by the fanatics, had begun.
Faith had replaced human rights, and the commandments of Yula had replaced the law as the order of this land.
"Good work, Pastor."
"Ooh, a Saion Cult woman?"
A man in clerical robes holding a bible, whom we met on the street, saw me and asked.
'This is my chance.'
Before the man dragging me could answer, I stepped forward and spoke.
"No, I'm not. I don't have a religion. I just came here from another country for work!"
I tried to use my wits, but...
"Then you're a heretic who doesn't believe in Lord Yula. Purify her."
"Ah..."
It was no use.
I was dragged away again.
I didn't resist. If I got injured here, escaping later could become much more difficult.
'Where are they taking me... If it's purification, will I be burned at the stake? Or could it be... that?'
Gulp…
Looking around, I saw a few other women being dragged along just like me. Some of them must have resisted, as their faces were bleeding from being punched, and one woman's limbs were broken and dangling.
A woman who was screaming and struggling was brutally beaten right there on the spot. The woman, who had apparently lost her son and husband, was beaten to death in the middle of the street.
'So they do just kill people...'
I couldn't apply the moral standards of ordinary people to these fanatics. An appeal to their humanity? They seemed to treat heretics as nothing more than animals.
We left the horrifying city behind.
After being dragged for about ten minutes, we arrived at a large river.
And there, I witnessed a shocking scene.
I saw numerous women lying face down on the riverbank, their heads forced underwater in what looked like water torture. A few of them weren't even moving, as if they were already dead.
And behind them, naked men were mercilessly raping the women!
"You... crazy bastards..."
The women around me saw the scene and tried to run, only to be beaten again and dragged meekly forward.
"What... is all this? Is this what you call purification?"
Of the two men dragging me, the one holding me on the left answered.
"Arasagi, Chapter 3, Verse 17. The foreigner Isabella received the seed of a Muion man and gave birth to a child, thus atoning for the sins flowing in her tainted blood, and the woman's child was also born as a sinless young sprout."
However, it wasn't the kind of answer I was expecting.
"......?"
As I stood there dumbfounded by the stiff, scriptural answer, the man on the right interpreted it for me.
"It means that heretic men inherit the blood of the wicked and are heretics from birth, but women still have a chance. We are following the words of Lord Yula and bestowing upon you a merciful opportunity. If you receive our seed, become pregnant, and give birth to a Muion child, the merciful Yula will see you as one of us."
'I'll be saved if I get pregnant with a child from their tribe? What kind of insane religion is this?!'
"Th-Then why are you dunking their faces in the river!"
"Heliagi, Chapter 6, Verse 17. The forgiveness of sins must be achieved when the energies from above and below meet in the center of the body. Exodus Chapter 33, Verse 22. Yula blessed the waters of the Stella River, and the people drank from it to heal their sicknesses and purify evil energies. Verse 23, Yula baptized the heretics with the water of the Stella River, and they received forgiveness for their sins."
The crazy fanatic prattled on as if it were the absolute truth, having memorized their entire scripture.
'Fuck... You just said all I had to do was receive your seed and have a baby!'
It seemed like they were taking what was probably a metaphorical passage literally, believing that sins could only be truly washed away by being fucked while being held underwater.
'Anyone can see that's a misinterpretation!!'
I wanted to scream those words, but if I did, they'd probably burn me at the stake as a truly wicked heretic witch.
Splash...
Before I knew it, we were at the water's edge.
A woman next to me who was disobeying and resisting was grabbed by the hair and slammed face-first onto the riverbed.
Even though it was water, the bottom was covered in rocks and sand.
With her face pressed against the rocky bottom, she flailed her entire body in agony.
Seeing this, the fanatics, as if this were routine, drew their knives, grabbed her by the ankle, and stabbed the sole of her foot.
Stab!!
'Ugh...'
The knife plunged deep into the muddy riverbed, pinning her foot to the ground. Her body just trembled in the water as if she'd been electrocuted.
The fanatic on my left recited another passage.
"Book of Infinite Stir-Fry, Chapter 1, Verse 7. Yula took the sins of the sinners upon himself as a sword was thrust into the sole of his foot."
'They're insane... These fanatics are completely out of their minds!'
Daggers were driven through both of the woman's soles, pinning her to the ground.
Then, her underwear was torn off, and a man mounted her from behind, applied something like oil to her pussy, and immediately shoved his cock inside.
Whether she had drowned or died of shock from the pain, she was completely still as the man fucked her, her ass just jiggling up and down. What was certain was that she was already unconscious.
"Y-You say you're purifying her, but is it okay to do that...?"
"It is fine. Even if she dies while being purified in the Stella River, she will go to heaven. Once the man behind her bestows his seed, she will be saved."
'You... you crazy bastards!!'
"The purification will now begin."
My turn was approaching.
Not wanting to die like that, I obediently got on the ground and lay face down.
"Ubuph!!"
Someone shoved my head into the river.
As I remained still, my clothes were torn off with a single slash of a knife.
My head was trapped underwater, but I could feel my ass, and even my pussy, completely exposed to the cool air.
An unknown terror and a sense of shame washed over me.
'In a place like this...'
Slap.
A thick male hand began to grope around my pussy, slathering on something like oil.
He spread it roughly, as if handling an animal or a beast.
"Uhm... Uuph..."
Even so, as the man's hand touched my pussy, I couldn't help but twitch my hips.
Slap, slap... Squelch...
"Uuuuph!"
'Ah... Why do I feel like this!'
He spread the slippery oil not just on my pussy, but all over my ass as well. He rubbed it slowly, even inside my pussy.
He wasn't just rubbing it on like he was about to fuck me, but carefully coating every nook and cranny as if to protect the inside of my vagina.
"Keub...!"
'Th-These wicked fanatics...'
His rough touch sent a ticklish pleasure through me. An undeniable, erotic feeling made my hips tremble.
"It's been a while since we've had a woman who's ready to be purified. I will personally see to your purification."
'This crazy fanatic...'
I was starting to suffocate.
'This is dangerous, if this keeps up, I'll...'
With my head held down and my hands tied behind my back, there was nothing I could do. Just as I thought I was going to suffocate to death while getting a pussy massage,
My head was lifted, and at the same time, a cock entered my pussy.
Puuuush!!! Thump!
"Kheheeeehhht!!"
The cock slid all the way in at once. Riding the slippery oil, the head entered without resistance and pressed firmly against my cervix.
As my cervix was pressed, I let out an instinctive moan and flinched. My body automatically reacted to the cock, and a jolt of thrilling pleasure shot through me.
'Wh-Why is this...'
I was surprised by the sudden pleasure. I had never expected my body to be so perverted that it would feel good just from being fucked, even in a situation like this.
Anyone watching would call this an instant pussy... no, a ready-made pussy.
"Yes, you are a woman with a great desire for atonement. However, it will be difficult for such a sinful body."
Slap! Slap! Slap!!
He thrust his hips, his pubic bone smacking against my ass. Every time his cock slid deep inside me, pushing up against my cervix, I felt an ecstatic pleasure building inside my womb.
"Keut!? Kya, kkh... hht!"
'Crazy... I'm enjoying this violent sex...'
I let out ragged, pleasure-filled breaths without realizing it, helplessly taking his cock.
The slick, oiled cock felt like it was about to push open my cervix and slide right into my womb at any moment.
Smack! Smack! Smack, smack, smack, slaaap!!
"Haaaah...! This, this... Nooo...!"
'My womb... a fanatic's cock is trying to get inside...'
"Hoo... It has been a long time since a woman has been properly purified. Arasagi, Chapter 3, Verse 20. The woman being purified rejoices as she receives His grace, for this is a sign that her sins are about to be washed away!!"
Thrust, thrust, thrust, thruuuust!!!
'You crazy fucking fanatic!!'
I didn't want to feel pleasure from this insane sex, but my lewd body was trembling with thrilling pleasure every time his cock slammed into me. I couldn't think straight with his cock inside me.
I needed to think of a way to escape, but my mind was completely filled with the pleasure his cock was giving me.
Splash!
My head was plunged back into the river, and from behind, his cock continued to pound into me relentlessly.
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
"Uub, oop! Oop! Oop!! Keuup!!!"
'Why am I feeling this in a situation like this...'
I never knew I would feel pleasure from being fucked even in a situation like this.
All the Tower's traits should have disappeared, so this should be my original body and mind, but why...?
"Uuub!! Ubuph! Oop!!!"
'Did I... Did I like this kind of thing??'
As I was being raped and suffocated by a fanatic's cock, my whole body and mind were rejoicing, feeling happiness.
'N-No way!'
My mind denied it, but my body was already gripping his cock tightly and shaking my ass lewdly, as if begging to be impregnated.
"Puhat!! Khaaaah...! Hhet!!"
My head was lifted again.
"For a heretic, you have a great will to atone. Drink the river water as well. It will purify your tainted body!"
Plunge!
After saying his piece, the fanatic shoved my head back into the water.
Not knowing what else he might do, I just drank the water.
Gulp... Gulp...
The fanatic kept thrusting his hips nonstop, periodically lifting my head out of the water and putting it back in so I wouldn't drown.
"Uub... Oooooph... Ooph...!"
I felt the suffocating sensation of being underwater, but for some reason, my body and mind were trembling with ecstasy.
Every time he carelessly stabbed my cervix, my ass quivered. Strangely, my sexual sensitivity felt even more amplified than when I had all those lewd traits.
'This is... dangerous. Suffocation sex...'
The fear that I might actually die.
The helplessness of not being able to breathe freely.
The violent, merciless rape sex that felt like it would pierce my womb.
'Ah... I, I'm like this...'
As a last shred of pride, I tried to hold back my orgasm, but...
"Kugh, I will purify you. Receive my seed!!!"
The man couldn't hold back against my tight pussy and started to cum first.
Spluuuuurrrrt!!
"Kuuooooooph...!! Ooooph!!!♡"
It's coming.
A thrilling sensation shot up my spine like a surging dragon.
'I can't stop this...'
Flash!
A dazzling, ecstatic pleasure washed over me, my eyes flying open. My body went rigid as if electrocuted, trembling uncontrollably.
"Kugh, just shut up and drink the river water!"
Plunge!
As he injected his semen, he shoved my head completely back into the river.
Instinctively, my pussy clenched around his cock, pulling it in as if begging for more semen.
"Kugh...! Be purified, be purified, you heretic!!!"
Spluuuurrrrt!!!
"Ooooooooph!!!!♡"
'Purified, I'm being purifieeeed!!'
Unable to withstand the incredible orgasm combined with the lack of oxygen and my weak body, I passed out in the water while receiving the purification ritual.
Gurgle...