Resurrection of the Holy Ghost

Resurrection of the Holy Ghost

It's a dream.

It was a very sweet dream.

To even dream of marrying Mr. Lowell, like this lascivious body that spreads out everywhere, even dreams are Ji-kyung Lee. Still, the partner column and assistant job column in the stat window were empty.

There was no doubt that the [Inma's Curse] That was really engraved on my body had been healed. It was fortunate in misfortune. The paladin Mr. Rowell, who was attached to Haeju, is still acting as a guard by my side.

"What is the next schedule?"

I checked her schedule with Maid Béarne and tied back her slicked back hair. I woke up tapping her thighs to chase away her drowsiness. The clothes she is wearing now are [Pure White Beautiful Dree Robe].

It is a game item that has been hard to see since the update. As time passed, items from the game days became very difficult to see. No matter how many players were updated, there were so many NPCs and natives who originally lived here that the number itself was incomplete.

"Perrin is going to distribute relief supplies to the flood-stricken northern part of [Armina Castle] Today."

"… Let's go."

[Armina Castle] Attracts people of various levels, but players must be over level 60 to enter. As such, the amount of experience gained from such a simple quest was considerable. On the surface, she is acting as a saint, but in reality, it is safe to say that she is receiving experience points.

"If I had known it was so comfortable, I wouldn't have gone through such a hard time."

"Come on."

"Yes."

I grabbed the hand of Rowell, who got on the wagon first, and got on. Because of his speedy climb, his hair floated up by inertia. After that dream, he has been keeping a reasonable distance from Lowell.

I'm a man, so why should I dream of marrying a man like that?

"Today will be fine… "

I always get into trouble when I say things like this, but I hope nothing shit happens today.

* * *

Bubbling foam rises from the lower reaches of the Armina River. It was about the size of a person breathing out from under it. However, the busy city people living in the northern part of [Armina Castle] Do not pay attention to such trivial matters.

– Bubbling

– Pororo Roll

However, the range in which the bubble rose gradually increased. Within a few days, the entire Armina River bubbled up like it was boiling. City people refused to drink water when the strange phenomenon occurred.

Soon after, a storm passed through the country, and the river overflowed and flooded. And the mysterious phenomenon of bubbles disappeared. Perrin nodded as she received the details from Bearne.

"… Pua."

Nobody knew it, but a beautiful woman was born from the bubble. There would be no other way to express it except to say 'born'. Her woman, coming ashore, closed her eyes and looked down at her own body. Her long silver hair, which reaches below her waist, is wet and clings to her petite breasts. She let out an incongruous, fishy laugh, slightly covering the skin of her smooth, stretched chest.

"… Mother."

The first words the woman uttered as she looked at her face reflected in the water. Why she said that, at first she did not even understand herself. She unconsciously stroked her crotch, but there was no sign of anything there. As she smiles despondently, the ferocious frown loosens up and changes to a gentle impression of her cute figure. Then, she is found by villagers who went fishing by the river.

"… Uh? That one."

"I saw that person, it's the saintess!"

"Oh, but why aren't you wearing anything?"

"I heard about the saintess. He said he was plagued by bad luck every day. She wondered if she was coming this way… You must have met a group of bandits along the way."

The woman who heard the voice disappeared like a thief who had been numb. The fishermen who were there passed by, thinking they had seen a ghost, a river spirit, or a messenger from God. She ran away from the water's edge and began to run so fast that she was invisible to the public. She headed east.

"… Mother."

Fenrir, he remembered why he had been born in his mother's form. [Holy Ghost Resurrection], Originally a swordsman-only skill with a grandiose explanation that the souls of ancestors come down and replace them after death. In the game days, it was a kind of zombie skill that was in charge of attacking and tanking even after death.

"…"

However, since the update, the 'ancestor's soul' has been changed to Perrin's body. That is why it was resurrected in the form of the spirits of its ancestors, that is, in the appearance of Perrin, the most sacred body. Fenrir's heart twisted, but he clenched his fists as he was satisfied with his weakened appearance. And he recalled the first thing he thought of about his fate.

"Kill your bastard."

Fenrir's eyes blazed and burned. Fenrir, who took refuge by the river for a while, often ran toward the east. He passes two or three fields, and the sun begins to set at different times in each forest field. [Thearesia] The world is a well-balanced world. Even Fenrir, who had high stamina and mental strength, had to sleep. In addition, whenever he extended his sword with his new body, his distance was really awkward.

"Lord, Zhu, die! Aww these guys!"

"Kreurreung!"

Coincidentally, Fenrir found a blood-splattered swordsman who was passing by and confronted the monster. The monster was a kobold with a black aura. The monsters and swordsmen only glared at each other, but could not find Fenrir hiding in the bush. Fenrir didn't bother to get involved in what was difficult for him.

"Huh!"

-Kwajik, Kwaaddeuk

The swordsman drew out the remaining strength of his dying body and extended his sword to cut the kobold. No matter how much he was injured, his strength was very weak. The kobold hit the swordsman with a club, and the swordsman passed out on the spot.

"Queueex!"

The kobold cried out in victory and took off the swordsman's necklace. It was a shiny object. Kobolds like shiny items like crows. Fenrir sarcastically said that if she gave it to the dead swordsman, her life would not have been spared.

"A idiot."

As the kobold left, Fenrir approached the corpse. The swordsman's clothes are covered in blood, probably because he was bitten by a monster. Fenrir took care of it and put it on his body. It was sticky and smelled like sweat, but I felt much dirtier than when I borrowed other guys' clothes. Her sense of smell became noticeably sharper.

"… Why was I born in the image of her mother?"

Fenrir spoke to himself in an inappropriate voice. She then grabbed the scabbard of the longsword that was worn around the swordsman's waist. Neither does the size of the danny leash around his own waist, and it doesn't fit at all. The sword he was holding was also missing a lot of teeth. Holding the sword in his hand, the weight is much less than usual, but it is too big.

"It's insignificant compared to my weapon, but it's worth using."

Fenrir stripped everything from the dead man. He swings his sword a few times and kicks the sheath behind his back. The plate armor his swordsman was wearing didn't fit his body at all, so he roughly tore off the cloth he wore underneath and put it on.

"I don't know, I don't know."

Fenrir picks up a nearby stone. He tosses a stone into the air and strikes down his sword. A sword whose durability was exhausted cut through the air neatly. The stones were cut very neatly and fell off. Fenrir picks up a piece of that stone and looks at his face.

It was to check his own abilities that had changed into the same appearance as Perrin. Although her physical abilities are not very different, she even falls several times while running. He does not get used to the length of his own short limbs. She'll have to change her ways to get her revenge if she's as weak as the mother she knew.

"[The Sage's Gaze]"

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[Name: Fenrir] [Title: One who realized the extreme meaning of the sword] [Guild: -]

[Occupation: Warrior (Awakening: Swordsman)] [Subclass: Keeper]

[Level: 100]

[Remaining stats: -]

[Strength: 103] [Agility: 52] [Intelligence: 12]

[Stamina: 97] [Spirit: 23] [Charism: 64]

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"… Hmm."

Fenrir expected her stats to drop because she had no items. But he wasn't as weak as he thought. They still have 20 times the strength and stamina of normal NPCs. But I didn't know that his charm would be a high number. It is said that his mother's charm was quite high. As Fenrir himself knows, a woman's charm doesn't necessarily mean a good thing.

"Wherever you move your hand, it must be similar, [Storm of Blades]"

Fenrir recited her skill and watched as the numerous Iggy swords swung in the air. Fenrir's arm moves by itself and cuts through the air. However, due to the length of her sword, she is dragged to the ground several times.

-Sueug, chaenggrang.

"… Damn it."

In the end, when her sword, which had exhausted its durability, was swept to the floor, it broke in two. She knows that the length of the sword is long compared to her own body, but it reminds her that it is the length of an ordinary sword. The vibration of the broken sword whines at her wrist. Furthermore, she is in shock and some of her blood vessels burst and she bruises.

"Wasn't it high stamina?"

Fenrir grabbed her own hand and then released it. Her wrists tingle and her bruises gradually heal. Her stamina is high, so her recovery amount is quite high, but her HP bar itself is extremely low. Fenrir gritted his teeth and raised her broken sword.

"Aaaaap!"

The easiest way to increase HP. Self-injury is getting used to the pain. Fenrir poured so much of her blood that she fainted on the spot, constantly cutting herself to increase her blood pain. After smelling her blood, monsters flocked from far away, but she couldn't run beyond a certain range from the [Aura of Fear] Pouring out from Fenrir.

Fenrir stabbed her own body with her sword until she got used to the sensation of cutting her thighs. Compared to her fragile body, her physical strength, which was dozens of times higher, healed the wound in an instant. She was hesitant about harming her mother's body, but her stats must be higher than now to break through to Done's stronghold alone.

"… Ha, this should have increased to some extent."

Fenrir let out a deep sigh that was inappropriate and collapsed into the pool of his own blood. She felt a bitter liquid at the corners of her mouth and her head was fuzzy.

Fenrir fell asleep and could not confirm the time of the [Aura of Fear]. As the aura of her [Her fear aura] Slowly fades away, her monsters begin to attack her.

…

"Ahhh… ♡!"

A fleeting sigh escaped from Fenrir's throat. Fenrir opens her eyes to her eerie sensation. She thought that some kind of sticky blood had hardened in her body, but she didn't expect the white liquid on her body. In addition, the white liquid tickled Fenrir's nasal cavity, and she aroused a desire in a woman's body that she had never felt before.

"… Ah, you bastards!"

"Queueek!"

Fenrir was surrounded by her kobolds, her hands and feet bound. Fenrir immediately spat out an [Aura of Fear] And pressed her surroundings with pressure. Her kobolds often sat down. The guys who wrapped her penis around Fenrir's body didn't understand what had happened.

"You bastards, what are you doing to your mother's body?"

Fenrir felt her lower abdomen heat up. Her lower back trembled and her strength did not go in as well as she thought. She just thought she was in more than a mild condition, she judged that she hadn't harmed herself because she didn't feel any lacerations or tearing. In reality, her kobolds just used her Fenrir body like a raunchy picture.

"That's great. Kids, it's all in my hands."

The rope tied to Fenrir's hand suddenly falls. After Fenrir took her blunt weapon from her kobold, she personally smashed the heads of those monsters on her knees one by one with the [Aura of Fear].

As Fenrir smashed the heads of her kobolds, she tried to ignore the natural sight of her eyes on the monsters' phalluses.

"Fuck, fuck, dirty dog ​​kobolds."

Fenrir blew off the heads of the kobolds one by one and brushed off the filth from his hands and feet. I barely rooted from the corpse, and the clothes I wore were ripped to shreds. There is almost no covering, and it is a mess to the extent that the white skin is exposed. Fenrir wiped the semen dripping from her skin with her hand. After brushing it off, the feeling of touching the skin itself is dirty.

However, as she tries to leave her seat, the bubbling desire of the female body begins to boil. While goblin semen promotes ovulation and orc semen paralyzes pain, kobold semen acts as an estrous agent. It eats away at the human spirit like a beast's estrus.

Kobolds do not try to commit crimes on their own. They simply sprinkle semen over their bodies, and when humans first come to their senses, they only then swallow the seasoned food as if savoring it. Unfortunately, because Fenrir had killed all the kobolds, there was no place for her to recuperate. How far would she go if she put up a dead body.

"… Fuck."

Fenrir struggled to hold back the heat that rose from the semen-touched skin. A bewitching sigh escaped from her mouth as the semen dripped from her soft fingertips. He grabs hold of her trembling arm. The semen on her hand clings to her arm. Fenrir trembled.

"Ughhhhh… !"

Fenrir trivialized her urge to drench her kobold semen. Because her fragile body is her mother's. Trying to find a way to soothe the lustful pleasure that surges through her body, she sits on the corpses of kobolds. The smell of sweat flowing from her own body, and the strong smell of female hormones, was disgusting. When she goes outside, he has a hunch that he will summon the monsters properly.

"Sigh… Sigh…"

The body, engulfed in lewd urges, barely sits on the warm male corpse, which evokes an unusual sense of happiness. Fenrir's straight and straight eyes turned into eyes that were bewitching and indulged in pleasure. The semen absorbed into the skin gradually seeped into Fenrir's skin. Feeling helpless, Fenrir let out heat from his loosely open mouth.

"Eww… Ha ha…"

Her lower abdomen thumps. Sweat flowed all over her body, and the skin that had been wiping off the semen had rather a flattening effect. Her vulva and butthole are opening and contracting involuntarily. Fenrir trembled lightly as the outside air, which was not cold enough, touched his mucous membranes.

Fenrir hesitantly moved his ass away from the kobold's corpse. She instinctively sticks out her tongue to expel the heat built up in her body. Tears drained from her weak tear ducts and wet the corners of her eyes. She spewed a clear liquid that acted as a lubricant from her horny pubic area and stretched like a drool out of a longitudinally carved hole.

"Sigh… ♡!"

Fenrir took on the sensitive olfactory signal while still in heat. The stench of kobolds mixed with the scent of something that melted the brain. The more she smelled it, the more her head turned pink and her lower abdomen throbbed.

Fenrir only lets out a pitiful voice from her flushed face. He felt wet between her crotch as he tickled and rubbed between her own plump thighs. Even though she was a small body, she thought that her ass, thighs, and breasts were indeed voluptuous and beautiful. The lust she had felt for her mother was poured out entirely upon herself.

"… Ughhhhh♡!!"

Fenrir stretched out his hand tremblingly and scratched his thigh. Feeling the effects of the intense kobold semen gradually eating away at his mind, he put his hand between his crotch where the juice was dripping, then bit his lip and held it back. The mental strength he had accumulated while working hard to become a swordsman was at least helpful.

"No… This body belongs to my mother."

But Fenrir didn't realize that he was shaking his hips himself. Every time she moves, her B-cup breasts bounce up and down. She feels pleasure whenever the flesh and muscles that hold the shape of her breasts are pulled by inertia.

"Sigh… ♡ Ah, ah, ah… ♡!"

Her fingers, which had been scratching her thighs, went inward. The fierce muscles on the inside of her thighs, buried in her flesh, trembled. Fenrir moved her finger further inward, to the beautiful pink valley. An immoral place, he recalls, how many prostitutes he had embraced when he was a man. I soon realized it belonged to my mother, but-

"… No. This is my mother's… "

The body changed with the [Resurrection of the Holy Spirit] Skill severed the relationship between the two. The voice in her head was no longer audible, so Fenrir assumed that Perrin was dead. That's why he thought that even harming himself to increase HP was inevitable for development, but he promised not to touch that part…

Even if he had made up his mind, the world of [Thearesia] Was not an easy place. It is the human race that has a far more intense reproductive desire than real humans. Fenrir's strong will was precarious like a lamp before the wind. A faint sigh flowed from his mouth as his fingers gradually extended toward his labia.

"Quaaaaa! Sigh… Haha… ♡!"

– Jjiik

When he put his finger into the pink crack, a transparent stream of water came out with strong force, as if peeing inside. Fenrir couldn't stand the tightness in his chest, the throbbing feeling inside his navel and womb, crying out for something to be put inside. His mind, increasingly colored with lewd imaginations, commanded his fingers to 'permit'.

"Huh… Ah… ! Ah, ah, ah… !"

– Poke poke poke poke poke

Fenrir's thin, fluffy fingers move between the hills to live. Each time, a clear, sticky, syrup-like liquid got entangled in my fingers. An impatient moan escaped from her mouth. The body she rejected herself. The immoral feeling that she was violating her mother's body, and the pleasure of an abnormal woman's body engulfed her whole body.

"Ahhh!"

Fenrir's waist bounced as if he were jumping at the thrilling, ecstatic pleasure running up to the top of his head. Unlike Perrin, Fenrir's body with strong [Strength] And [Stamina] Floated into the air. As he slumped to the floor, he realized he was masturbating on top of a filthy kobold.

"Ahhh… No!"

The estrous effect promoted by kobold semen does not last very long. Under normal circumstances, the next kobold's semen would come into her vagina, and her female body would want more and more semen from that pleasure… All the kobolds have already been killed.

In the end, the fact that she released the [Estrus] Effect through masturbation was like finding the right answer. Fenrir covered her face from her bitter regret. The smell of her female body vibrated from the juice on her hand.

"…"

Her trembling vulva stopped, and the trace of the foreign body sensation she had inserted between her fingers passed through her head. Narrowly enduring the mess in her head, she searched the kobold cave for anything useful. Because Fenrir herself has an obligation to kill the guy who summoned her mother to this world, the twin-sword thief nicknamed [Done].

* * *

Fenrir staggered and opened her eyes to the morning sun. Because of the light sleep, a strange feeling of fatigue that I have never felt before hits my whole body. She pushed the blanket over her and put her hand on her heavy chest. However, she has a thick layer of fat attached to her that she originally did not have.

"Ugh… "

With her brittle head, Fenrir managed to recall what happened yesterday. Her memory is hazy, but she comes out and loots two of her corpses, and she must have picked up some clothes and put them on. As her drowsiness wore off, Fenrir leaned back against a nearby tree stump, feeling a subtle pain in her chest.

"Ah… Too bad it's weak. Not being blocked by [Mind Barrier]."

Perhaps, if [Thearesia] Was the world as it was in the game, as Fenrir expected, the [Mental Barrier] Might have blocked the sexual desire stimulated from the outside. However, I knew it because her lower leg was hot and her back was sore. It was clear that something had broken through her many resistances. She definitely thought there must be a different resistance skill used there.

Fenrir heard that Perrin had been trained by her Done. Her mother said she couldn't resist a man, she shook her head weakly. After experiencing Fenrir herself, she was surprised that there was a resistance she didn't know about.

But she has a place to look for when there's something she doesn't know. That place is the [Sage's Tower].

The Tower of the Sage was also a place where players often visited when there were unknown things in the world. The [Sage of Desire] There may be able to answer your question. The reason he was able to learn other job skills after awakening to the Sword Master was because he found the wise men.

However, one thing Fenrir is worried about is that the [Sage of Desire] Is the most insidious sage in the Tower of the Sages.

"… Your memory will be clear."

Fenrir traces her memories again and reconfirms them, then immediately runs towards the [Sage's Tower]. On a field that used to be close to the central area, it's not too far away. As she normally does, she starts running ignorantly toward another area, cutting a pebble to check her condition.

"[The Sage's Gaze]"

Her own condition comes to mind on her face reflected in the smooth-cut stone. When she looked all the way down to the correction column, she saw that [Masturbation Addiction 1] Correction was attached to the dozens of corrections she normally sees. It was because she enjoyed her changed body yesterday. And it's also a strange correction that has stuck with women since her mother's metastasis.

"After…"

Before you can adapt to your current body, you must succeed in revenge. Fenrir swallowed her big sigh, resolving. She did not forget to make her cuts on her thighs that were not visible through her clothes while running. Thanks to her excessively high stamina, her wounds also healed without a trace.

Until the sun sparsely passed over the ridge, Fenrir ran without rest. No matter how weak her body is, as long as she has [Her stamina], She won't get tired. The tiredness he felt in the morning was unfamiliar to Fenrir, but he would be fine if he learned her resistance skills.

"Wait a minute, this is the Tower of the Sages. Outsiders are not allowed to enter."

"Yes? Gatekeeper, tell the [Mysterious Sage] The name of Fenrir."

"… Okay. [Screenshot]."

Fenrir, without any doubt, told her [Her sage's tower] Gatekeeper to put her own image into her [Her screenshot] Her skill. The gatekeeper picked up the fallen photo and replaced it in the magic circle. Soon after, the gatekeeper gave Fenrir an answer without changing his expression.

"I can't take it. Aren't you Fenrir?"

"… What? Oh, yes."

"Oh, wait a minute. The [Sage of Mystery] Told me not to let it in, but the [Sage of Desire] Wants to see you."

"… Yes."

Fenrir waited for the door to open, thinking he was someone he had to meet anyway. [The Tower of the Sage], The gatekeeper placed his hand on the door of a huge tower standing on the wasteland, and it began to open smoothly. Fenrir lightly kicks his leg and lunges into the tower. The gatekeeper did not offer much resistance to the sudden movement of Fenrir.

Upon entering the tower, a dark space without a single light appears. The Sage's Tower directs you to the target point as soon as you enter the entrance. Fenrir didn't know why he thought of the [Sage of Desire], But he trusted his intuition and waited for the insidious sage to appear.