He tried to save the fallen girls, but they came after him instead.

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However, the torrents of Scythia still flow on.

She truly is a succubus; her power is unmatched by any normal human...

"Shirakawa, I can't take it anymore!" Cecilia said the same words as the Cecilia in the memory world, and pressed Shirakawa directly onto the rotten wooden floor. The six spider legs behind her appeared, along with the other three pairs of scarlet eyes above her eyes.

"Um, mmm~~"

Before Shirakawa could finish speaking, the frenzied Cecilia kissed his lips, giving him no room for excuses or maneuvering.

Qiu, mmm mmm.

It was more frenzied and intense than before, as if it wanted to completely devour Shirakawa.

The sharp points of his feet kept tearing at his clothes.

The six legs also began to rub incessantly around his arm.

Shirakawa felt a strange, both painful and pleasurable sensation as the spiral scraped against him.

After Cecilia finished kissing him, she raised her head with a 46-sound, her six legs digging into the floor with a push and a pull, and Cecilia happened to be sitting on Shirakawa's chest.

"The one that Ellie built for me is way too weak," Cecilia said defiantly, revealing her secret to Shirakawa.

She looks like a budding, graceful young woman.

Or perhaps those delicious little peaches that have just ripened.

Sesecia gave a gentle squeeze.

Shirakawa's face was covered in it.

"I can do what she can do, and it's not just the appearance that changes, but even the inside!" Cecilia also tried to transform herself like Alice.

That's right, she's a succubus, and she's demonstrated the ability to change drastically before, so she can definitely do this too.

However, Shirakawa couldn't understand why Cecilia had become so crazy; it certainly wasn't just because she had seen what he had done to the fake Cecilia.

Could it be jealousy or envy?

Was it because Shirakawa lied and said he promised Airi he would stay in that world forever that Cecilia felt threatened?

Yako is still unconscious; it's not the time to do that kind of thing.

Moreover, he was physically exhausted and uncomfortable, probably because the changing world had affected his mind.

"Um, Cecilia, calm down. Ayako is still there; now is not the time..."

“Didn’t you want to humiliate me? What? You don’t dare now?” Cecilia continued her rough actions.

“I lied to Ellie about everything I said. I have no attachment to that world. You have to believe me.” Shirakawa repeated himself again.

"You lied to me like that too, didn't you? You hypocritical liar, humph!" Cecilia slowly stood up, eyeing Shirakawa's arm. "Now, I'll make sure your body remembers who controls your god!" Cecilia prepared to attack.

Snapped!

It was completely swallowed up.

Cecilia's body trembled uncontrollably as she clenched her teeth, refusing to let the intense pleasure overwhelm her mind.

A young woman, hundreds or even thousands of years old, a spider-like deity, is experiencing her first time.

Seeing is believing.

That fierce feeling seemed to be about to crush her.

It seems that this was something she personally enhanced, but now she has "lifted a rock only to drop it on her own foot."

What Shirakawa felt was the winding, endless path of climbing a mountain.

The mountain stream sometimes has babbling brooks, sometimes has pebble stalls, and sometimes has sand and gravel particles.

A perfect combination of tools including a grinder, hydraulic pliers, a small hacksaw, and a peeler.

No human being can match this.

Shirakawa was certain that any man who had been "baptized" by this substance would lose interest in other women and become a fanatic and zealous follower of Scythia.

To spend happy times with her, one can abandon family property, relatives, and even life itself.

The exhilarating comfort also instantly got Shirakawa excited.

He didn't feel any erotic power from it. On the contrary, the power generated with Ellie was constantly circulating, purifying, and sublimating in their bodies through the Bluetooth device.

Cecilia has half Shirakawa's blood and half his own.

The same goes for myself.

Isn't this just self-destruction...?

“Shirakawa.” Cecilia’s scarlet eyes seemed to flash with hearts, and her pure white hair made her mature and charming face even more alluring. Her fiery red cheeks hinted at her first shyness.

"I... I'm going to start moving."

What? That's impossible!

Just entering the room evokes so many complex feelings?

If it moves...

"Wait..." Before Shirakawa could finish speaking.

Secia raised his head slightly.

Shirakawa surrendered.

"So...comfortable...humans...are so weak." Cecilia smiled "ferociously," as if mocking and ridiculing, but beneath the smile, her facial features twitched slightly.

In these kinds of situations, happiness is often mutual.

Sesecia too.

“This is the price you pay for blasphemy and desecration!” Cecilia gritted her teeth and peered down.

Ohhhhh!

??.

Perhaps it was because Cecilia had remained chaste for thousands of years, or perhaps it was because Shirakawa, who had been personally enhanced, was too ferocious.

On the decaying ceiling of the grocery store.

It is like the beautiful fireworks that bloom in winter.

Indeed, they are gods; their "power" is truly immense.

Hoo~ Ha~ Ha~

The two were panting heavily.

It seems like... it ended that simply?

Shirakawa surrendered, and Cecilia surrendered as well.

Although the process was extremely brief, the attack lasted only one round, and the enemy was even less formidable than Sakura.

However, the floor, the ceiling, and even the computer on the table were all covered with Cecilia's fireworks.

The number of times was few, but the quality was high. I can't imagine how fierce the battles between the two of them will be in the future.

It's estimated that even the Great Dao could be obliterated.

The two slowly separated.

Cecilia swayed as she got up. She wanted to do it again, driven by both her unwillingness to admit defeat and her lust.

But his body was already extremely weak.

To be precise, there is a water shortage.

"Don't force yourself, we'll talk about it later," Shirakawa said with concern.

Just moments ago she was being forcibly pinned down and subjected to a frenzied assault, but now she's comforting the "abuser."

"No, I... my stomach suddenly feels really uncomfortable..."

Sesecia's abdomen began to feel hot.

Gradually, a pattern appeared there, a heart-shaped pattern forming an inverted triangle.

The veins turned scarlet and gradually became clearer.

"What's going on here?" Shirakawa asked, pointing to the patterns.

He recognized it; it was the kind of butter used in notebooks, the kind that usually turns into...

“I don’t know either…” Cecilia rubbed her white wrist vigorously, but found that no matter how she rubbed, she couldn’t get rid of it.

Has this happened before?

"I haven't been with any other men..." Shirakawa asked casually, and Cecilia blushed and muttered softly.

Is this some new ability? Or is it a resonance between their bloodlines?

Shirakawa didn't know that he had bent down and gently touched it.

Unexpectedly, at the moment of contact, Cecilia...