From Fury to Ecstasy. (89)

Warning.

The chapter has a frank nature of bed scenes.

The mark is +18.

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Seizing the spiked whip hurtling towards me, I executed a swift, calculated move, driving my knees into the stone floor at the heart of the battlefield. The tremendous force left a distinct curved impression etched into the unforgiving stone.

[Participant 137 is attacked by an enemy, taking 30 points of damage.]

The oppressive energy field continued to compress my aura, causing it to rapidly disintegrate, with my endurance and strength plummeting.

[Endurance Window: 38,970.]

[Power Window: 34,300.]

From the dissipating remnants of the concealing fog, the giant materialized, his right fist primed for a devastating strike, the scintillating scarlet spikes gleaming ominously. Swiftly, I buried my Steel Claws into the stonework and executed a fluid body movement to the left, propelling myself with my palms.

Meanwhile, the horned adversary anticipated the opportune moment, brandishing a colossal sword. Thrusting the blade into the ground, he metamorphosed into a half-lynx with human-like hands, emitting a fierce growl as he lunged towards me.

In response, I summoned my Spiritual Weapon, fully intent on thrusting my blade into his chest. However, the enigmatic black silhouette deftly parried my attack with a well-aimed kick, propelling me away. I coughed up blood, teetering dangerously close to the edge of the black section, where a throng of creatures eagerly awaited.

Desperately, I drove my Steel Claws into the edge of the field, narrowly preventing myself from plummeting into the chaotic abyss below.

[Participant 137 is attacked by an enemy, taking 120 points of damage.]

"And you're quite tenacious," the giant sneered, crouching down in front of me as if savoring the moment.

With furrowed brows, I began to laboriously climb back up.

[Participant 137, under attack from the opponent's energy field, sustaining 80 points of damage.]

Gasping for breath and clutching my wounded stomach, I cast a baleful glare at the trio of silhouettes hovering a mere meter away.

Reluctantly, I resigned myself to a course of action I had been hoping to avoid: unlocking the latent power of the beast residing within me.

Exhaling deeply, I permitted the chaotic memories to surge into my consciousness, then, leaning forward, I erupted into maniacal laughter.

[Participant 137 activates Aura Enhancement.]

[Participant 137 enters berserker mode.]

[Participant 137 increases energy consumption for accelerated regeneration.]

[Attention: Participant 137 has exceeded the Dark Elf's body's limits.]

"What the..." The giant's expression soured as he lifted his leg in a bid to crush me.

Catching his heel with a vice-like grip, I sank into the stone floor up to my knees, all the while continuing to laugh maniacally.

"Perish at last!" I hissed, flinging the colossal adversary across the field with an explosive surge of power. Closing in on Roman using my Shadow Steps, I met his defensive sword with my Spiritual Weapon, a resounding clash of metal resonating through the air.

[Participant 137 is attacked by the opponent's energy field, sustaining 80 points of damage.]

My head no longer throbbed in pain; instead, it was a cacophony of sensations, as the echoes of countless ancient souls reverberated within me, each one yearning for vengeance, craving bloodshed, and yearning to flex long-forgotten muscles and joints.

Cracking my neck vertebrae, I delivered a powerful kick to the head of the horned figure, swerving aside just in time to evade the looming whip of the enigmatic black silhouette.

"Too sluggish," I taunted, savoring every moment of the intensifying battle.

Grasping the supple whip in my hands, I yanked it towards me with all my might, simultaneously releasing a flurry of Poisonous Arrows aimed at the charging giant.

The horned adversary had also succumbed to the frenzy of berserk mode. With a powerful flap of my wings, I soared upwards, hovering some twenty meters above the battlefield. Like a lethal projectile, I descended at breakneck speed, coiling my shoulder around the unfortunate giant's torso, and with a brutal twist, I subjected his bones to a gruesome threefold rotation. The bone-crunching symphony sent shivers down my spine, an unsettling sensation that reverberated within the depths of my consciousness.

"GRAAAAA..."

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It felt as if I were adrift on a small boat in the boundless ocean, rising and falling with the waves. A refreshing breeze enveloped me, easing my mind.

Gradually, my consciousness began to resurface, although my limbs remained strangely unresponsive. My arms and legs appeared intact, but I had no idea what had transpired after I activated all of my auxiliary skills.

As I became more aware, the first thing that registered was a wet, squelching sound.

Had the damage been that severe?

My wrists and ankles were ensnared by some smooth, unyielding substance, rendering even the slightest movement impossible.

Abruptly, I forced my eyes open, and I was met with a sight both bewildering and enticing – voluptuous breasts swayed heavily, their pink areolas adorned with protruding nipples, captivating my attention.

Stunned by this captivating spectacle, I then noticed the elastic tentacles that ensnared each of my limbs.

What in the world is happening here?! I couldn't help but exclaim in my mind.

I lay sprawled upon a wide, luxurious bed, its soft pillows elevating my neck and back, granting me an unobstructed view of the unfolding scene right before my eyes.

"Mm... ah... yes..." The female figure above me moaned softly, continuing her rhythmic movements. She bit her little finger seductively, her wet hair cascading onto my chest. With intense blue eyes, she gazed into my bewildered green ones.

"Are you finally awake?" Her voice carried a soft hint of reproach. "How long do you intend to just lie there?"

Unfurling a few more of her tentacles, she exhibited our intimate encounter from a candid angle.

"Well, if you enjoy being a spectator, I don't mind," she purred, increasing her pressure on me.

A squelching sound accompanied a trickle of colorless mucus onto my thighs. Using two fingers, Sesaelia revealed an intimate place and began licking my ears before resuming her rhythmic motions.

I lifted my eyes to the ceiling, to the glowing window indicating Passive Revitalization, and cursed inwardly.

[Passive Revitalization is enabled.

Loading Health window:

7%]

[System, why is the recovery taking so long?]

[You activated auxiliary skills that greatly enhanced your body's capabilities. In a mere ten minutes, you nearly vanquished three adversaries, but the extreme energy drain left you unconscious in the midst of battle. With all your vital parameters nearly depleted, I had to manually initiate Passive Revitalization.]

[And?]

I swallowed hard and closed my eyes, tuning out the fervent cries of worker of the healing house intertwined with the moist sounds.

[Well, after you unleashed all your main body skills, you descended into a frenzied state, even damaging the arena itself. Ha-ha. You kicked the giant out of the section and then attempted to tie the obsidian silhouette to the horned one with a spiked whip. I almost choked on young vine seeds. Oh, do you want to watch your fight?]

[No.]

[Your body is currently in its most depleted state since the Transformation began. Concurrently, not only your muscle tissue but other parameters are being restored. Due to high central demand, your recovery may take up to a full day.]

[...How did I get here?]

[Count Gennady carried you on his shoulder. By the way, he's just two rooms away from you...]

…

No matter how agile and vigorous this person was, energetically bounding atop me with the bedframe creaking in accompaniment, this was certainly not the way to handle the situation.

Elixirs were the only things effective on me. Those curative droplets, generously excreted by her malleable form, simply evaporated, never reaching their intended purpose.

My incapacitated state, unable to even utter a word or shift my head, save for the movement of my eyes, prevented me from conveying the utter futility of this situation.

I managed to crack my eyes open slightly, endeavoring to restrain the impending culmination, if only by a fraction.

The young lady was immersed in the throes of her own ecstasy, throwing her head back as her entire body convulsed. With a shuddering sigh, she collapsed onto me.

Our bodies adhered to each other due to the profuse sweat, the sweet fragrance of herbs titillating my senses.

[Health window loading:

14%]

This was shaping up to be an exceptionally protracted day.

Slowly disentangling herself from me, her blue hair cascading over her body, she released her gentle hold on my limbs. Her breasts brushed against her collarbones, slid down her abdomen, and pressed against a firm mound of flesh. Gently swaying her supple form, she gazed at me with a passionate intensity.

Launching herself off the rumpled sheets with her palms, she descended even further. Tenderly sweeping aside her unruly curls behind her ear, she ensconced her delicate fingers around my length and bestowed the base with her plump lips. Parting her crimson petals, she released the tip of her moist tongue.

A deep exhalation.

Yuna's image flashed before my mind, and an involuntary moan slipped from my lips.

Through blurred eyes, I observed her progressively fervent motions.

After several instances of choking and gulping down deeply, she finally rose again. After moistening skin with saliva, she returned to her previous position.

"You don't mind, do you?"

Cocking her head to one side, she encased my hand with her tentacles and brought it to her bosom.

Although my fingers remained unresponsive, the diligent worker persevered, continuing to exert pressure on her soft breasts.

Straddling me once more, she bestowed a sly wink.

"Mmh... However, we have the entire night ahead of us."

[Health window loading:

17%]