Demon Lord: Erotic Adventure in Another World-Chapter 544: Murdering The Priest - Blasphemy!

Chapter 544: Murdering The Priest – Blasphemy!

Asmodeus closed his eyes, leaning against the wall, taking in the sounds of the village with his expanded senses. At the same time, Lumina formed a bed of webbing in the wooden beams above his bed, her lovely red eyes peeking down at him quietly.

Lumina’s pastime was observing him from different angles.

Silence lingered in the room as she watched the changes in his face, sometimes a frown, a chidlish smile, and when his mouth opened slightly, revealing his glossy red lips and thick tongue. Lumina wanted to kiss him.

But then a curious thought came to her mind.

“Master?”

“Hmm?” His low hum echoed through the cheap room, with his focus on the village, Asmodeus couldn’t hold back his voice and aura like usual.

“Why do you go so far for humans…” Lumina dangled closer, her face a few inches from his. She enjoyed doing this, her exoskeleton removed… a pure white body, naked and soft, plump breasts swaying with her body. She imagined him opening his eyes, becoming overwhelmed with desire and then breeding with her all night.

Yet… maybe this was also her inclination, even as a hero; she would take baths and remain nude until the following morning.

“I mean it’s not like they’ve ever done anything for you… Even in your past life, only a few women who wanted to sleep with you treated you well.”

Much like Serena, Lumina also watched the younger Ryuji.

She couldn’t help but fall for the sharp and withdrawn young man who looked just like the man she loved. Her obsession with his father faded from the moment she saw Ryuji born; from that moment, she watched Ryuji whenever there was time.

His first steps, first words… first golden star and perfect grade assignment.

Lumina saw him lose his virginity, sleep with his best friend’s girlfriend and accept vast amounts of money from older women who became obsessed with him, much like she did with his father.

‘But he was always lonely… and empty.’

Suddenly, while Lumina swung in the air, her eyes scrunched together thinking about the past, Asmodeus snapped his open and looked at her… “Oh?”

Soft pink nipples, puffy and cute but small compared to her enormous, rounded marshmallows, were drooping from her position. A fluffy tuft of white silk fur covered her crotch and the way her waist narrowed. Then her hips spread wide with a plump layer of soft meat leading to her thick, muscular thighs.

“Hm?” Lumina tilted her head at his reaction.

“Well, I just enjoy watching them, it’s hard to explain.”

Instead of commenting on her naked body, he closed his eyes and returned to the village, watching the butcher preparing for the next day, putting meat in his underground cellar, while his gentle wife scolded him and finished their meal.

A group of children were listening to a fairytale about Alan in the church, amazed by the details.

With his eyes closed, Asmodeus could imagine the scene picturing them with a faint smile on his lips. He suddenly reached out and gripped Lumina’s waist, pulling her off the webbing and into his chest.

“Kyak!?”

“Shhh, just listen… relax.”

Ba-Dump!

Ba-Dump!

The beating hearts mixed, growing faster, but as the sound faded, she found her senses merged with his, and the village outside filled her mind.

“Can you see it? Isn’t this how it was for you, in the past?”

“I…”

Lumina felt a sense of nostalgia and confusion.

Memories of watching Grigor, wanting to protect it. The thoughts she carried when not obsessed with Ryuji or his father. A sense of peace, watching the villagers by a lake, washing, playing and laughing…

“Ah… I see.”

Though infinitely weaker and lacking all the qualities that made someone a hero or goddess.

The emotions normal humans showed and experienced were so intense and wonderful, filled with all the world’s colours, from despair to blissful joy…

Able to see these emotions in others made Lumina’s chest warm… she couldn’t feel those emotions, especially after her divine punishment. It was only thanks to Asmodeus that her recovery happened this fast, and she could feel basic emotions and desires.

Yet watching these villagers, the pair, a demon and a fallen goddess, smiled in delight. However, with all things good and beautiful, there existed darkness and ugliness.

On the edge of the village, a group appeared.

The leader wore a black cloak with two serpents eating each other and a pair of daggers… Mephisto’s cult of death.

Asmodeus and Lumina’s bodies trembled; his hands sank into her buttocks, squeezing her flesh tight enough for his fingers to deform them.

“Nngh…” Lumina’s lips parted, her body jolted with a sudden shock of pleasure.

“We should move, quickly.” Asmodeus spoke with a sharp and concerned tone.

“Will you get involved? It will reveal you to him…” Lumina’s soft eyes fluttered as she wanted to stop him from making a mistake.

“I have to, this place is Alan’s homeland. I cannot let him wake up to a desolate kingdom.”

“Men…”

Lumina lifted her body, looking into his face, before she huffed, “Kiss me.” fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

“What? There’s more important—”

“Kiss me and I will keep those children safe, even if the world ends!”

A feeling, a desire that she had forgotten for thousands of years, not because of lingering affection for his father, but a feeling of love towards the man holding her.

“Huh?”

“Look here, Asmodeus… it seems I’ve fallen in love with you.” The tone wasn’t the awkward monster girl or the amnesiac goddess, but a strong, sharp confession with a resolute tone. “So, give me a reward and I will keep them all safe!”

Luima’s eyes were all focused on him.

A moment of silence passed before he pulled on her meat, spreading her cheeks slightly as she fell onto his chest. Since she confessed, he stopped facing her half-heartedly.

“Okay, don’t blame me if you regret this later. I don’t let a woman go after they enter my nest.”

“Do you want to be bitten? Don’t speak like some playboy and kiss me.” Her lips pouted cutely, and Asmodeus laughed at the response. A soft sigh left her mouth as she felt her first genuine kiss, not of pure lust or breeding, but something strange. It was like a warm breeze.

Asmodeus’s hand pressed on her back, forcing her deeper into the kiss; the softness of her lips smeared with honey-flavoured gloss made him suck on them even more greedily. She was so soft that he couldn’t help but touch and knead her body.

The kiss lasted for more than ten seconds, as she suffered.

“Mnngg~ Hnnghh…!”

Her body shuddered and squirmed, her arms gripping him tightly, while her feet and legs flailed.

“Huuaah… Haaa… haa….”

She panted when his tongue slipped from her mouth; he couldn’t help himself, seeing her breasts that looked so squishy, his tongue ran over them in circles before moving up towards her neck, leaving a trail of saliva.

“You… go save them… haaah…..”

Breathless, she cupped his cheeks and scolded him before rolling back onto the bed. The kiss felt nothing like the past; she couldn’t understand why her heart thumped her chest so much… “What is this…” She mumbled under her breath.

Asmodeus changed into a dark robe, fitting for a demon, before he faded from sight and appeared above the village. His eyes were sharp, watching the men and women in dark robes surrounding the village entrance.

They faced the old guard, who greeted him and gave him a tip for dinner.

“Filthy peasant, you dare reject our passage!? Do you know the divine and revered existence we serve? He will come and bring the apocalypse! We shall be rewarded with a seat at his table!” A man spoke, clearly a fanatic who had lost his mind.

“Ah…”

The old man trembled, of course, the kingdom’s stories about the cult of death had spread over the past year. Still, he couldn’t fight them, not because of fear, but age; his knees trembled, his arms shook, and even lifting the spear was challenging in combat, he struggled to slay a goblin in this state.

“P-Please… I beg you to leave.”

He closed his eyes, preparing for the blade to pierce his chest; the man’s arm rose, and he slashed down with his sword when the sound of a blade cutting through the wind made him look up in surprise.

“Old man, you should seal the gate.”

“Y-Young man!? Ryuji was it? You mustn’t!”

Even now, the elderly man cared for the towering male with a body packed with muscles; this was why Asmodeus loved and loathed humans… their compassion, empathy and self-sacrifice could make someone’s heart ache.

“There’s no time for that, seal the gate and hurry!” He watched the group of cultists, some already drawing their weapons, ready to fight and kill. A few seemed to be preparing spells, while others closed their eyes and whispered.

The old guard ran back inside, and the gate began to close.

“You! Where do you think you’re going!?

However, Asmodeus stomped on the floor when it happened, and his magic swelled under the ground. A thick wall started growing from the ground, and a tall barrier wall formed around the village.

“Sorry, but you will deal with me. Your bitch of a god Mephisto will be next.”

A wave of anger erupted from the group as their faces turned red. “How dare you insult our god!” A woman spoke in fury before charging forward, slashing at Asmodeus with a dagger.

“Kill the infidel!”