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

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Scythia planned to consume these desires as soon as they arose, converting them into his own power for later use.

If we're fast enough, we might succeed.

This is the only way I can leave.

How can we get them to do more?

"Try to seduce Matsushima and get her to bite you, to take your desire to the next level, maybe that will help me recover a little."

"Matsushima, is she going to do it too? Can't Miike do it alone?" Shirakawa had an insurmountable moral bottom line in his heart.

Making Matsushima bite him under this control is no different from the blond guy drugging a girl.

If Matsushima were to wake up and still remember those times he served her, Shirakawa would definitely want to eat peanuts.

“Shirakawa, if you want to leave here, this is the only way you can do it,” Cecilia hurriedly advised. “Forget all that useless ethics and morality, stop dawdling and just do it.”

Shirakawa was still hesitant. He didn't have a backup plan either. He asked Aunt Mito to hide in the bedroom and call Suzuki Yoshiko after his accident.

Whether Suzuki will come to help is still unknown.

"Shirakawa, I know I am an inhuman god who doesn't understand ethics and morality, and I have done many wrong things in order to experience the desire between men and women, but now we have reached a critical moment, please." Cecilia pleaded.

"Alright," Shirakawa could only agree.

I'll apologize to Matsushima later.

Shirakawa twisted his arm, and his arm struck Matsushima squarely in the beautiful eyes.

Sakura and Take on Matsushima's shoulder trembled slightly.

The delicious food had run away. Michi pouted slightly, looking unhappy. She took a few steps forward on her toes and continued working.

With his arm held across Matsushima's eyes, she pursed her lips, still undecided about launching an attack.

"This punishment isn't enough! Is this all you've got? You think you can make me change my mind and betray Secia? Wishful thinking!"

Shirakawa shouted, trying to provoke Catherine.

Moreover, Catherine's order was to have Miike and Matsushima be executed, and Matsushima, who had been slacking off and not putting in any effort, was now clearly disobeying Catherine's orders.

No sooner had he finished speaking than the sound of a sword striking against the door came from outside.

"Give me more force!" Catherine shouted from outside the door.

As soon as the order was given, Miike's attack became even more ferocious.

Matsushima's last line of defense, guarded by her consciousness, was successfully breached. She opened her mouth slightly, a blush rising to her cheeks, and began her own attempt.

Compared to Miike's effortless and fierce attacks, Matsushima was quite cautious and clumsy, moving slowly and taking things one step at a time.

Their irregular, rapid breathing gently brushed against Shirakawa's arm.

The extraordinary feeling of combining fast and slow sensations caused the tight band to gradually turn purple, the veins to bulge, and the arms to become stronger and larger.

Click! Thud!

Under such intense stimulation, Shirakawa's arm actually broke free of the small band that was binding him.

"Ah!" Shirakawa exclaimed, overwhelmed by a strange feeling of relief.

The water element that had been accumulating within Shirakawa's body for so long finally broke through the layers of confinement and began to attack with immense pressure.

This attack was more swift and dangerous than any before. The shy Matsushima dodged the attack, but tripped and lost her footing, falling to the ground and taking the hits.

It's become commonplace to see people catching things in the three pools with their hands.

She had even begun her cleanup.

Cecilia also gathered some of her emotional power. A flash of white light appeared around the spider, and she was finally able to transform into a human form with legs on her back and eight red eyes.

But that's about it.

These Qingyu almost all came from Shirakawa, and their behavior was not very large. After the transformation, this energy was immediately dissipated.

"Shirakawa, I'll let you out first."

Cecilia hooked Shirakawa with her foot, freeing him from danger.

Shirakawa pulled up his pants and stretched his wrists and ankles, which were numb from being tied up.

Miike savored the taste with listless eyes.

Matsushima was hit by a powerful and effective attack and was unable to react for a long time.

Before the two could discuss their options, they heard Catherine's silvery laughter ringing out from outside the door.

"Hahaha, finally, after hundreds of years, I've finally caught you!"

Catherine kicked the door open, blocked it, and raised the exquisite holy sword, pointing it directly at Cecilia.

204. 0.1% hope

The giant spider legs behind Cecilia pointed directly at Catherine, and the crimson light in their eyes grew increasingly dim.

This time, they've truly caught a turtle in a jar.

"Stop struggling in vain." Catherine laughed disdainfully, without the slightest tension, nor the excitement and joy of hunting animals. "There's an unexpected surprise. I didn't expect you would actually come to save this useless piece of trash."

"You knew I came in?"

"Of course I know. I deliberately let you in so you wouldn't escape. I didn't expect you to fall for it so easily. Witches really don't have very bright minds."

Catherine smiled, as if everything was under her control.

"What grudge do I hold against you? Why won't you let me go?" You could see the fur on Cecilia's feet standing on end, and he was trembling with fear.

"I had long forgotten. I only remember that for the past few hundred years, I have been living in other people's bodies and enduring all kinds of hardships to achieve my goal, which has finally been achieved today!!" Catherine dragged the blunt holy sword, stepped forward, and swung it in an instant.

Secia took a large step back to narrowly avoid the attack.

This single move terrified Secia, causing him to break out in a cold sweat.

Despite her slender arms and thin body, she wielded the enormous, exquisitely crafted sword, as tall as a person, with remarkable skill and power.

Catherine slung the holy sword over her shoulder and slashed down with all her might. This time, the speed was even faster. Cecilia, who was in a confined space, was unable to dodge in time and the sword struck her shoulder.

The blunt blade actually sliced ​​a long, bloody gash across Cecilia's shoulder.

Scythia covered his bleeding mouth and knelt on the ground.

Catherine's skills, honed over a century, allow her to wield the greatsword with the full strength of her body.

Moreover, the nun's robe she wore could both dispel the interference of evil spirits and enhance the user's core strength.

It is capable of both offense and defense, and can advance or retreat as needed.

Cecilia, on the other hand, had no abilities whatsoever. She had been a homebody in the general store for many years, and apart from seducing others and tasting the food produced between men and women, she had basically never exercised.

When facing Catherine and engaging in hand-to-hand combat, she didn't even have a chance to struggle.

Of course, if Shirakawa is given a tool (such as brass knuckles) or given the ability beforehand, there is nothing that can be done, as Catherine can eliminate and suppress all abilities related to Cecilia.

Cecilia, in a final, desperate struggle, raised her leg and lunged at Catherine.

Catherine sidestepped to the side, turned her body, used her arm to generate force, and chopped down with all her might.

The legs were cleanly severed, and blood and pus gushed out from the cut.

Scythia let out a wail, and his other legs drooped down.

My body can no longer muster any strength.

There is absolutely no hope left.

Catherine slowly walked up to Cecilia, raising the holy sword high, like an executioner on an execution ground, or a boxer raising his hands in celebration of victory in a boxing ring.

Cecilia closed her eyes in despair.

A single hot tear rolled down her cheek.

This long life has come to an end.

Looking back, I really didn't do much except hide in love hotels and share some props with others to have some fun.

It has fooled the world for hundreds of years.

Just when things were about to get interesting after meeting Shirakawa, they reached their end prematurely.

"This century-long journey has finally come to an end, Cecilia! Die!" Catherine swung down with all her might.

At that very moment, Shirakawa strode forward, standing in front of Cecilia, his arms crossed in an X shape, attempting to block the attack.

The blunt blade struck Shirakawa's arm squarely.

The immense impact forced Shirakawa to his knees. He didn't retreat because Cecilia was right behind him, and he bravely withstood the attack.

Bruising and bruising instantly appeared where he was hit, and Shirakawa's clenched fists instantly loosened, his fingers trembling uncontrollably.

This blow seemed to have struck a nerve connecting his body and fingers, making it impossible for Shirakawa to even clench his fist.

"Now that things have come to this, do you still want to protect this succubus?" Catherine said coldly.