"Hmm...? Where you going?"
A Saint Beyonder swiftly stood up from the crowd of demonesses engaged in an orgy, with Evernight in the middle being used and violated in her ass however they want, resulting in her muffling with a gag in her mouth.
Saintess of White, Katarina Peele, a sequence 3 of the Assassin Pathway then proceeded to fixes herself up, and draping herself with clothes, and walk away while speaking in return.
"I need a break, im gonna go outside for a bit." She said softly with a hint of hotness still left in her tone and voice.
"Well, come back fast, this bitch goddess is quite the treat."
"Huhu..." The Saintess of White figure's slowly vanishes under the watchful eyes of the Primordial Demoness who allowed her to leave the divine kingdom and get back to the physical world.
While simultaneously, Cheek is lock in a deep
smooching and kissing with the Earth Mother's tongue.
Smooch Smooch Suck
—
Sigh
Coming back to the physical world, Katarina then proceeded to stretch her body after having done it for so long, her fair white skin, blue eyes, and flawless body was illuminated by the crimson moonlight that hanged up beyond the sky.
While standing on a random mountain in the middle of the night, taking a deep breathe, Katarina Pelle's spirituality suddenly noticed something off about her surroundings.
'What in the name of Primordial Demoness!! What is this presence!!!' The Saint's body immediately took a nose dive after feeling an extreme sense of pressure weighing her body down.
Her crackling head of thr demoness tried to turn sideways to see who is beside her, and there she saw the cause of that.
An adult man with chestnut brown hair, blue eyes, a mustache under his high nose, and wearing an armor was sitting on the edge of the mountain, looking at the crimson moon with a bored look.
Sigh
"So boring, i thought being free temporarily from the mausoleum, and roaming around would be fun, but after traveling for quite a while, there's nothing really much to do.
"What should i... do-?" Roselle contemplated with himself for a while before turning his head sideways to see a beautiful woman kneeling on all fours.
His head suddenly wondered what was going on, until suddenly.
"A Demoness?!"
Oh fuck.
—
In the forsaken land of the gods.
Kotar, a giant demonic eight legged wolf was simply sleeping inside an abandoned church he turned into his own base with hundreds of hanging corpses from the ceiling.
"Zzz...."
His noises indicated he was soundly and deep fast, but suddenly, his body woke up out of nowhere as he noticed a powerful approaching presence from afar, and coming in at high speed.
'Is it that monocle fucker! Fuck! Was i caught?!' Kotar immediately tried to think of ways to get out of the predicament, but he was already too late.
From the front of the church, two figure emerged mightly, a woman under a blue robe with black hair and a gothic look, beside her, a giant that was made up of a cluster lumps of transparent maggots swirling.
0-17 and Antigonus suddenly made their appearance, putting Kotar into a state of panic.
—
It was fast approaching sunset, leaving streaks of light as it goes lower at the edge of the map, while a ship from the horizon stayed anchored still.
The crew were rather cautious of their surroundings due to being near the territory of Backlund, one mistake could lead to the entire ship being blown up into smithereens.
The captain of the "Future" Ship sat by the mast as she watches Backlund from the horizon, trying to think of a way to enter without alerting any probable official eyeing on her the moment she does so.
Security was tight, she doesn't know what to do, and she promissd to join the hunt as soon as possible, Cattleya couldn't bear the risk of shaming herself and Mr Star after Mr Star just defended her.
"What a cute man, i should've really taken his virginity back then, what a gentleman!"
Reminiscing of their past experiences together, The Hermit of the tarot club couldn't help but giggled and blushed herself.
"Captain, we've been here for hours, if we stay any longer, the officials would immediately spot on us!" Frank Lee from the deck of the ship shouted at Cattleya from the top of the mast, warning her of the danger.
"Tsk!"
Her patiance grew weary as she was unable to come up with anything, but suddenly.
"Hmm?" Slowly, Cattleya's eyes gleamered as she saw from the docks of the port of Backlund, from across the distance, a familiar face.
A familiar beautiful face with brown hair, braided around her head, someone of equal standing in all aspects she could call her a rival, but that was really mostly all in the past as she is now a demigod, but still, she held respect for that particular one.
Edwina is casually reading a book, while sitting by the edge of a boat with a certain blonde man by her side fishing on the waters.
Danitz yawned himself in boredom, he thought spending time with the Captain would be quite enjoyable, but she ended up only talking about Gehrman Sparrow the whole time, which break his heart quite a bit, and as such, he decided to simply be quiet with himself for a moment, despite the captain by his side.
However.
Danitz despite being a mid sequence Hunter, it was enough to give him some of the necessary traits to do so, to sense an eye prying from them from afar, giving him the shivers.
His spirituality spiked at an unimaginable state, he couldn't bear the extreme pressure as sweat dripped down from his face, for he could tell the prying eyes was a high sequence one.
"Dogshit! Captain, someone is watching us!" Danitz suddenly went into panic due to the danger and aura of the prying eyes, warning his captain immediately.
Although Cattleya with her demigod status could just hide her prying eyes to not give warning to the Hunter, that was exactly the plan, to let the Hunter noticed her presence.
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"You want me to personally hunt Trissy Cheek, Mother?" Vice Admiral Ailment held a letter on her palm as her gaze was thrown in a daze.
Hunting Trissy would mean she would have to come to Backlund personally, which would be quite the hassle.