Chapter 178
Chapter 178
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 178
Chapter Title: Shattering the Succubus's Dream
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Prelia writhed around with Max's cock in her mouth.
My movement had been completely absent from her calculations, so her panic was obvious.
But I had no intention of showing her any mercy.
She was a succubus who had approached me with ill intent from the start.
A demon who had targeted my essence.
I'd heard that the demonkin and demons had been subjugated by the hero's party alongside the Demon King.
She must be one of the surviving demonkin.
One of those demons who had hidden away, building up her forces for some grand dream like resurrecting the Demon King.
And I'd nearly become her prey.
"No reason to treat nicely a bitch who tried to kill me."
I grabbed the succubus's head and said.
"Mmph! Mmmph!!!"
She flailed to catch her breath.
She swung her arms wildly and pounded my pelvis hard, but it didn't do much damage.
Physical restraint wasn't something a dream demon was all that great at anyway.
That was why they resorted to seducing opponents with dream-like illusions.
"If you fail to prey on your meal, pay the price sweetly."
"Glugh!"
I thrust my cock deep into her throat.
She was a demon anyway.
She wouldn't die from rough handling.
'Ever since I smelled that weird scent earlier, my cock's been raging and won't go down.'
My heaving cock was swollen like it was about to burst, and after being denied orgasm multiple times by the succubus, it throbbed desperately wanting to cum.
It felt like my body was being controlled not by my brain, but by my dick.
Moving on instinct rather than reason, I raped the succubus's throat-pussy.
The throat-pussy onahole shed tears every time my cock stabbed in.
It was a natural reaction from stimulating her nerves.
"Swallow it all. You slut."
"Glugh!"
The fact that she was a succubus who grew stronger by sucking essence wasn't important to me right now.
Solving this insane boiling urge to cum took priority.
I rubbed her uvula with my cock, stabbed her esophagus, then tensed my hips and ejaculated deep into the dream demon's throat-pussy.
"Mmph! Mmmph! Glugh......"
Her resisting hands went limp, twitching in response to the pulsing of my cumming cock.
Drained of strength all over, she stared blankly into space with unfocused eyes and slumped.
Once done cumming, I pulled my cock out of the onahole.
"Uggghhh......"
A sound no woman should make leaked from the succubus's gaping mouth, and thick strings of saliva and semen stretched between my cock and her lips.
As the drooping strings snapped one by one.
"Gasp!"
The succubus snapped back to reality and looked down at herself.
Her mouth was a mess of saliva and cum.
Her hair was disheveled, and the drool and semen she'd spilled had soiled her clothes.
Her knees were red and inflamed from kneeling while being raped by me.
"I-I let my guard down. To think you'd break my dream..."
She wiped her mouth and said upon seeing her state.
As she wiped her mouth, a strand of cum on her cheek smeared onto the back of her hand.
"But you let your guard down too. Cumming inside a succubus? You know that makes me stronger, right?"
Thick demonic energy poured from Prelia's body.
The magic power enhanced by absorbing my essence was overflowing.
"You're really strong. Such pure essence... It's almost as potent as a hero's. You."
"Your throat-pussy wasn't bad either. Pretty usable."
"That's the last snide remark you'll make."
Prelia gritted her teeth and clapped her hands.
"I'll use the power you gave me to weave a new dream. There, you can experience a succubus pussy firsthand. Though it'll be your final memory."
Reality began to warp.
Much stronger than before.
She wasn't lying about getting stronger from absorbing my essence.
"Sweet dreams as you die."
She twisted the space.
The space distorted, and the spot I'd just been standing in started changing shape.
"You're an illusion mage, right? Then I'll show you something you could never do. An act no human mage could even dream of."
Prelia mocked me as she swung her overflowing demonic energy.
The dark urban street where the two of us had been transformed into a room with a humid, eerie glow and subtle colors.
It reminded me of some love hotel room.
As she said, this warping space wasn't a perfect illusion.
It was different in texture from the illusions I created with magic circles.
My magic circles visualized illusions and showed them to the caster.
But the illusion Prelia had created twisted the space itself, temporarily warping a specific area.
'Twisting reality?'
It was established theory that illusion magic could never directly affect reality.
That was why illusions had no physical force.
Unless using something like the legendary Bretilla Flower, this shouldn't be possible.
Did demons have some secret we didn't know?
"Impressive. To think illusion magic could be used like this."
A space that manipulated reality, twisting elements to create new illusions.
This was the dream she spoke of.
A reality, yet not reality.
I was curious how such illusion manipulation was possible.
My scholarly curiosity ignited.
'If this is possible...'
It would allow for far more varied uses of illusions than what I'd done so far.
Maybe even limited physical force.
It seemed usable only within a certain space, but even that was a huge discovery.
'Current illusion magic can't even do that.'
My hatred for this demon who tried to kill me just moments ago vanished like it had been washed away.
'This woman's an important test subject.'
"You're lucky."
"What?"
"You. Lucky girl."
Prelia's eyes narrowed at my words.
"Thanks to showing me this magic, I have a reason to keep you alive."
"What?"
Prelia blinked at me.
"You don't grasp how serious this situation is, do you?"
Wings attached to her waist flared open.
At that moment, pink spores spread from those wings, and the space itself pressed down on me.
Like it was trying to wear down my mind, the entire space sought to bind me.
"I did tell you."
But here's the thing.
Her tremendous effort was utterly useless to me, at least.
"I'm a pretty damn good illusion mage."
I poked at the inconsistency in the dream Prelia had created once more.
Prelia, who had lost her restraint over the illusion, flinched.
"N-No way. You broke it... again...?"
"Do you know why I came in your throat-pussy?"
"W-Wait... This can't be...?"
I approached Prelia.
Was it because she'd never experienced this before?
Prelia backed away.
She tried everything to dispel the illusion.
"Why won't it break! Break already, you damn space!"
But regaining control over an illusion she'd already lost was impossible with her power.
"Because even if you get stronger than you are now, I can still beat you."
I grabbed Prelia's wrist.
"I-I'm sorry."
She trembled and begged as I held her wrist, but I had no intention of letting her go.
Why let go of a succubus who wielded such a great power?
I needed to take her back and study her right away.
But first.
"My cock still doesn't seem satisfied, so let's keep going."
It hurt like hell.
Enslaved by the succubus's allure, my cock was screaming to be shoved into a woman.
If this kept up, I'd go mad.
'Masturbation won't cut it.'
To calm my raging, unsatisfied cock, I decided to use the succubus.
Was it because she knew I had no immediate plans to kill her?
Prelia's terrified expression softened a bit.
"I-I'll do my best."
Having lost her will to fight, she nodded desperately.
Prelia couldn't understand it.
She had clearly grown stronger by absorbing this man's essence.
She thought the first dream breaking was just bad luck.
It was a hastily made dream for stealthy movement, and she hadn't fully recovered her strength.
That's why she'd suffered humiliation and degradation.
Her throat used like a pussy, treated as a tool for his pleasure.
Succubi did absorb essence through pleasure, but not like this.
And yet, even through the rough treatment, she'd absorbed his essence.
Immense power.
She could feel it the moment it entered her body.
Using that power, she'd twisted a section of space into an illusion.
And yet this man was unaffected.
He instantly spotted the inconsistency, escaped the illusion, and even took control of it like it was his own.
Stronger than a succubus who'd absorbed essence?
How much essence did he even have?
It terrified her.
She might die here.
She, who'd fled from even the saintess and hero, was about to die to some mysterious man she met on the empire's streets.
But that man.
"My cock still doesn't seem satisfied, so let's keep going."
He just sought immediate pleasure.
'As expected.'
Men couldn't do a thing once their cocks were excited, right?
Oblivious that it would lead to his ruin.
Succubi were infamous for having the weakest combat power among demons of the same rank.
But even so, dream demon Prelia had been able to act as an executive in the Demon King's army thanks to the succubus's nature.
No matter how strong a human was, direct copulation with a succubus turned them into the succubus's loyal familiar and slave.
'He's human, he's male—he can't escape it.'
She'd bide her time for now.
The moment he shoved his cock into her pussy, control would return to her anyway.
Prelia ground her teeth inwardly, planning to give this foolish man a proper lesson.
"Does this feel good?"
She smeared the slick fluid flowing from her succubus body over her naked form and rubbed against his body with a smile.
'Idiot. He doesn't even know the fluids from our bodies act as aphrodisiacs on humans.'
Her aphrodisiac-soaked breasts and nipples danced over his bare abs.
"Hngh......"
Her body heated up abnormally.
Even for a succubus with a sensitive body, that sensitivity was always adjustable.
Using that sensitive body to bewitch men was a succubus's power.
She bit her lip and rubbed Max's body with hers every which way.
Lost in a sense of victory, Max smiled down at her.
'Just wait. The moment that cock enters my pussy, I'll make you feel a humiliation you've never known.'
She planned to make him kneel at her feet and jerk off on the floor.
She didn't know.
That due to Max's overflowing yang energy, her body was gradually changing.
That a succubus's body shouldn't produce love juices just from rubbing against a man.