Chapter 73
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 73
Chapter Title: Humiliation Drenched in Womb Strikes
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Ellie woke up early, prepared breakfast for me, and saw me off as I headed out.
"Take care, both of you."
Kana, who had come outside with me, was fully geared up as if she were heading back to the elf village.
"I'll do as you asked, but I'm not sure the Elder will listen. You sure that's okay?"
Kana said with a worried look.
"Please, Kana."
"...Fine. Take care of yourself."
Due to the nature of the plan, I couldn't go into too much detail.
There was always the risk that information could leak to the Black-Haired Goddess.
From here on out, I headed straight for Belzaria.
I entered the Shadow Guild headquarters, guarded by her personal elite, and made my way to Belzaria's office.
There she sat, sipping tea and waiting for me.
"You're here."
"I've changed my mind, Belzaria. Let me see Hipeia."
"Didn't I say you'd have to grovel next time if you wanted to meet her?"
"Shut up. I'll fuck you over too."
Belzaria chuckled.
It was a laugh that seemed to say, "So you've figured out the note's meaning."
"Not a complete idiot after all. Not enough to throw away a golden opportunity..."
"Where's Hipeia."
"Don't worry, I'll make sure you meet her. But... I won't help you. I have no interest in risking my life on something so stupid."
"Fine."
This was all an act. Belzaria would absolutely set up an ambush.
Hipeia was in on it too, so I deliberately played up the distance between us.
"All I have to do is claim the elf harem."
I reminded myself of the goal I'd been harboring for days now.
Hipeia waited for Belzaria—and Semen Man—in the clearing before the World Tree Forest.
It was a request from her one and only goddess friend.
The "Karenta" were known as usurpers, the worst kind of beings even among the gods.
Hipeia herself believed they were far more dangerous than Semen Man, whom she'd unilaterally banished.
They were enemies that demanded utmost vigilance.
That's why she'd accepted this task.
For her friend's revenge.
'I still don't want to deal with that guy...'
Becoming a goddess meant shedding the shackles of humanity. It was proof of ascension, a blessing from divinity.
Immortality came with the inability to bear human children.
In essence, no ovulation meant natural contraception—a natural state for goddesses, a point of pride as the fruit of their great achievements.
The antithesis of Karenta was Asensa.
Those like Belzaria or Hipeia, who had ascended through monumental feats.
Having one's divinity stolen was humiliation enough, but even worse...
That white divine tool that impregnated them, regressing them to mortal women and subjecting them to unwanted rape—it was an abomination that couldn't be ignored.
'Why would the greatest goddess stoop to this?'
The Creation Goddess held rank 10 in divinity.
The authority to create and interfere with all things in the world.
Hipeia's hierarchy was divine rank 3.
High among the named ones, the Nomens, but hardly enough to challenge the Creation Goddess over "something fishy."
As she pondered against the trees, the white man appeared.
"..."
"Feels like forever, even though it's only been a few days."
Hipeia tensed up.
Don't let the friendliness lower your guard. If her divine rank were even slightly lower than his,
something vulgar would have happened by now. She wasn't the type to forgive such opportunistic rape.
"Where's Belzaria?"
"She said she'd let me meet you."
"...I see."
It was a scripted WWE match anyway.
She ditched the script and probed the man's true intentions.
"I told you never to show your face again."
"You came here yourself just to say that? How kind. You could've sent a video like last time."
"...It was a promise to a friend."
Cunt-Diving Fist
Hipeia's aura expanded.
She unleashed her divinity to assert the gap between them.
The halo above Hipeia's head glowed white before taking on a blue sheen like her hair.
Typically...
in clashes between those with divine power, victory was decided by "rank."
Higher divinity imposed its authority; the lower rank struggled to overcome it.
Hipeia knew this well.
'He's not at my level yet.'
"This is as far as you go. Turn back while I'm asking nicely, or else..."
"Or else?"
"I can do what Belzaria couldn't."
Killing Semen Man...
Even her elite guards probably couldn't manage it, and Hipeia knew that.
But before that tights-wearing freak grew further, her higher hierarchy's power could do it.
That was the calculation behind her threat.
The man smirked.
He was leering at her chest.
'Ugh.'
Hipeia felt a chilling gaze.
"...Should I pluck out those eyeballs? Staring at my body like that?"
"No way!! Not when you're out here practically naked."
"It's for ease of movement. Nothing more."
"Damn it, fine. So I'm the only ugly perverted mongrel here."
"...I didn't say it that harshly."
Though honestly, that's exactly what she thought.
'At least he's self-aware.'
Of his own vulgarity.
"Look, I know you're stronger than me, Goddess, but I can't back down."
"Why? You know it'll mean death."
"If I win, I get to creampie Hipeia's pussy!"
"..."
Hipeia was dumbfounded. Her vision swam for a moment.
Belzaria saw something in this guy and took him in...?
"...I got a nice send-off from my pretty wives. Sorry, but I'm gonna keep my cool here."
Semen Man assumed a stance.
'The atmosphere's shifted.'
Hipeia realized he was serious about this fight.
Challenging the Goddess of the Hunt to a one-on-one? Unbelievable.
How long had it been since... no, this was the first time against a human.
"Pretty wives who saw you off? Elves who fled our village, no less. How infuriating."
"Wanna join them, Hipeia? Be my wife."
"Not even in death."
She didn't want to resort to violence if possible.
But if words and warnings fell on deaf ears,
force was unavoidable.
To Hipeia, "wisdom" was
the key to overcoming all trials and tribulations. This foe had to be physically eliminated.
Yet a part of her mind wondered.
'Why is he with Belzaria? What's her angle?'
Her ideal type? Hardly.
So why would a woman like Belzaria aid this man? Just for revenge?
'Time to test if this is my prejudice or not...!'
She committed to the fight seriously. But it doubled as reconnaissance to gauge her opponent as a goddess.
The moment she nocked an arrow and drew the bowstring...
Cunt-Diving Fist!!
"...?"
Hipeia startled and leaped back over 50 meters.
Hop!!
"What the—diving into what, you trash! You filthy pervert!"
The bastard was even more depraved than she'd imagined.
"Kabi."
Hahaha. Her freak-out was hilarious.
Hipeia jumped back like a startled cat, landing far away.
But her agility was insane; cold sweat trickled down my spine inwardly.
'Hmm, what now?'
I'd struck a pose, but damn, she's fast.
My fastest move, Fluidization-enhanced Cunt-Diving Fist,
a combo meant to blitz and chain straight into a womb strike. Not easy.
Pussy Climax 1000x
Instant divine rank release
I unleashed my divinity instantly. It clashed with Hipeia's surging power, but the standoff collapsed in one second.
Hipeia's victory.
'Authorities don't work on her.'
"If you stab me, you might get stabbed back. If you shoot me, you might get hit."
Hipeia regained her composure and aimed her bow again.
"But in battles between gods, nothing trumps 'rank.' Yours is leagues below mine."
"Doesn't that rank weaken if stolen? So if I marinate you in defeat, you'll be hit with Pussy Climax 1000x too, right?"
"??? P-Pussy what?"
'Pussy what?'
Our values clashed perfectly in that exchange.
Hipeia seemed mildly shocked by the sudden "pussy climax" phrasing.
But yeah, mobility matters, though expecting no come-ons dressed like that is a bit much.
Had she been holed up in the forest too long!?
"...Anyway. Point is, you can't dodge my attacks."
"!"
Here it comes!
Hipeia loosed her arrow. I thought it was one at first, but dozens arced through the air.
"Urgh!!"
Slide Over Pussy!!
<Slip>
I shifted my body to fluid form and slipped through. The technique honed piercing womb gates proved useful here.
Not a single arrow hit, and since they all passed through me harmlessly, Hipeia's attack was nullified.
Simple logic.
"Hipeia's divinity ain't all that impressive either!"
"..."
Moments later, the arrows I'd thought vanished into the air rained down from the sky.
Pabababababak!!
"Ugh!!"
Slip was too slow!
A body-shaking impact. Hipeia didn't even flinch, eyes closed as if she'd predicted it perfectly.
"Hunting such an arrogant beast is a first for me."
"Uwooooh."
My whole body vibrated.
Was this an arrow barrage or an airstrike? Dust and earth quaked like thunder.
Arrows multiplied endlessly, like huddling under a volley from a hundred thousand troops.
Pababababababak!!
"Uwaaak!"
After the arrow storm,
"—you thought!"
Trusting the tights' defense, I charged!!
Hipeia's attacks built up vibrations across my body. I closed in max distance and stomped the ground.
Shockwave...!
"Hup."
Hipeia took a breath, hopped lightly onto a tree branch.
Her evasion skills outclassed even Biska or Kira—anyone I'd fought. Near Belzaria's level?
"If you just get close!"
Hipeia soared overhead.
As I charged mindlessly, she gracefully soared like a bird, firing arrows at my shoulder before darting to the opposite side.
Incredible kiting!
'She's insane...'
My shoulder throbbed.
A few exchanges confirmed: targeting Hipeia wouldn't be easy.
Not equal to Belzaria—superior!
"Decent straight-line speed, but poor in 3D maneuvering."
What kinda wholesome feedback is that?
"Thanks, but your attacks don't feel like they're trying to kill me. Don't you wanna get friendly too, Hipeia?"
"Don't make me laugh."
"Wanna be friends? Sex friends?"
Her eyes were cursing me...
"Fine. Got it. Don't beg later. I'm doing real impregnation sex."
"Your speech and actions alone prove why you deserved banishment, you know that?"
"Who said I'm a model citizen?"
I summoned Orgasm with both hands.
Demonic Sword Orgasm.
The massive cock rising from the hilt gleamed like a watch's sunray dial, flexing its shine.
While retaining its taut firmness.
"That's why I pussied Belzaria first. In order of most infuriating."
"...I was gonna judge your character since Belzaria seemed to think well of you. Again."
"So, what's the verdict?"
"Sigh. One word enough?"
"Yeah."
Shake shake.
I waited, swinging my royal dick sword.
"I don't wanna get friendly with someone wielding that!"
"It looks just like my royal dick. Size differs a bit, but this veiny part, the curved glans..."
"Nooo! I don't wanna hear it!"
Arrows rained down.
'Now!'
Cunt-Diving Fist!!
A thrust inspired by my fantastic cock-stab, burrowing along vaginal curves!
Shuwaaaak!
"Eut!?"
To Hipeia, it must've looked like a white, menacing thing slicing through space.