For Sale. Fallen Lady. Never Used.-Chapter 342: The Evil God Acknowledged (2)

[Yandel, our nemesis. You lascivious little one, would you become my apostle?]

“What…?”

Am I so lustful that even an Evil God wants me?

This is slander!!!!

But before I could get angry, Helena and Solari began to rage furiously.

“What nonsense! Brother Yandel might only know fighting and women, but he’s not to the extent of being called out by an Evil God like that!”

“This crazy bitch! Is your head as rotten as your lower body? How dare you flirt with my partner!”

“…Oh, Radiance! Even if she’s a god, that’s too vulgar.”

Helena tried to calm the agitated Solari, although she too seemed on the verge of exploding, as the light emanating from her grew increasingly intense.

Anyone could see that something was about to happen. However, the Grotesque Proliferation, possessing Mariell’s body, just watched us with languid eyes.

As if they had only spoken to me, showing no interest in others, even if it was the Righteous Radiance.

I lightly patted Helena and Solari’s hands to calm them down and sneered at the Grotesque Proliferation.

“You don’t actually think I’d fall for that, do you?”

[The possibility is there, my dear. You possess stronger sexual desire and the stamina to support it than anyone I’ve seen. I assure you, even a beastman in heat or a newly sexually awakened elf would fall short compared to you.]

“That’s bullshit…”

[Do not deny yourself. I see it. The vortex of unfulfilled desires. Ahh… how intense and thick this desire is…]

No, I’d just been eating a lot of healthy stuff lately and hadn’t had time to burn it off because of preparing for fights.

“Even if, a hundred times over, my sexual desire is strong, you don’t think I’d do disgusting things like your followers, do you? That’s just revolting.”

Saying so, I launched a Prominence Flare as a surprise attack.

Though its power was reduced due to being cast without incantation and with suppressed mana flow, it was a perfect ambush.

I thought… surely, they wouldn’t have divine power laid out like a barrier.

Pshh.

The small sun I shot flew quickly but stopped right in front of Mariell—no, the Grotesque Proliferation, and then vanished with a puff of smoke.

Unbelievable. To waste this much power just to talk to me?

Even if the Evil Gods had been conserving their power, unlike the Good Gods, they were still bound by seals.

What’s the plan behind going this far…?

[Hehe. You’re suspicious. But I am sincere. With you, nothing else is needed.]

“What…?”

[Yes, there must be conditions. Mortals always have them. Let’s see… dear Yandel. If you agree, I’ll withdraw from this world. Of course, you’ll have to help me devour other worlds, but at least I’ll promise to leave this one alone. If you wish, you can even bring those females you cherish so much.]

“You’d retreat after coming this far? How can I trust that?! Once I become your apostle, I’d be hard-pressed to defy you!”

[Lack of faith is sad. Then how about this? It’s a bit clichéd, but if you take my hand, I’ll give you half the world. Of course, by ‘half,’ I mean the females. The rest… you’ll have to bear with me. I and the others also need to enjoy, after all. However, if you satisfy me as you did that dazzling cat, there might be room for reconsideration.]

With that said, the Grotesque Proliferation giggled.

Despite their grotesque body melting in real-time, there was a bizarre allure to it.

Even with all my traits and gear enhancing my mental resistance to a significant degree, my body reacted on its own, swelling below the waist.

If this is how it affects me, how must others feel?

Glancing around, everyone was blushing, drawing on their magic and aura to resist.

The priests, slightly better off, were busy bestowing blessings by pouring out divine power to their comrades.

To have this effect, even without a full possession but just borrowing the body temporarily. However, my answer remained unchanged.

“Fuck off!”

[Eh? Do you like cock? Of course, it’s good…]

Tilting their head, the Grotesque Proliferation reached towards their waist.

At the sight of the growing flesh, I reflexively shot another spell.

“Explode! Crimson Explosion!”

Boom!

A powerful explosion obscured our vision. Did it work this time with the undulating curtain of divine power?

But when the debris settled, there stood the Grotesque Proliferation, still erect.

“That damn bitch!”

I can’t stand this!

Laughing as if finding it amusing, the Grotesque Proliferation said.

[If that’s how it is, then there’s no helping it. This body can’t hold on much longer, so let’s end it here today. But know this, I haven’t given up on you. Kids? Just don’t kill him, capture the prospective apostle somehow. Do whatever you want with the rest. Oh, and the one who contributes the most will get to taste the new apostle’s cock, so do your best, okay?]

After saying this, the sticky presence vanished as suddenly as it had appeared.

With the Grotesque Proliferation gone, Mariell’s body could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground.

Taking this as a signal, the army of Grotesque Proliferation that had been standing still began to rush forward all at once.

“Kihihihit!”

“There are so many pregnancy pouches! Pregnancy pouches!”

“Give me your cock! Your cock!”

“You crazy bitch! You still have the one I cut off last time stuck in!”

“It’s fine this time. I’ll do the thrusting!”

Exchanging such dizzying dialogue that could be considered a real mental attack, the enemies charged.

Feeling a threat beyond just physical danger, I concentrated my mind.

Crack.

The sound of something breaking came from within. Curved horns rose, hot blood running down my forehead. My vision narrowed but my perception expanded in a strange sensation.

Immediately after my transformation into a dragonkin, I poured my mana into my words.

“[A thousand bolts of lightning, ten thousand thunders. Come forth, the descending destruction. Thunder Storm!]“

My voice, charged with power, was nothing short of a declaration. Especially when it was not just a chant but a command of language.

Crackle.

The sky suddenly darkened. From the clouds that covered the sun, a deadly sound of sparks could be heard.

The sky, which both the enemies, charging with vigor, and our allies, preparing to counterattack, had to look up at in shock.

Thick lightning struck down from the black sky.

Boom!

Not just one, but in rapid succession, continuously, relentlessly striking.

Bang! Crash! Boom!

In a world flickering pale, everything—humans, different races, monsters—charging in order, turn into charred lumps.

Thunder Storm.

An enhanced version of the intermediate spell Thunder Calling. While the power of each bolt doesn’t increase, the number and range dramatically expand.

Think of it like a single-target spell becoming an area-of-effect one for easier understanding.

“Ah, even if he’s a high mage, how can he cast such a high-level spell so quickly…?”

“That shape… could it be a dragon’s?”

“So, the rumors were true.”

I shouted at several magicians who were standing there with their mouths agape.

“[Snap out of it! Instead of talking nonsense, chant one more verse!]“

“Ugh!”

“Y-yes, sir!”

Perhaps because of the mixed language or because my voice carried a hint of fear, the magicians quickly sprang into action.

Meanwhile, my companions, having somewhat anticipated this, completed their spells during the time Thunder Storm bought us.

“Tidal Wave!”

“Sharpness Hurricane! Frozen Crystal!”

The waterfall unleashed from Carla’s magic circle swept through the enemies. Even if not directly hit, those who touched the water got electrocuted by the lightning.

Taking advantage of their bodies stiffened, Elisha’s spells burst forth one after another.

Though less powerful than Carla’s, these two spells were cast almost simultaneously.

A sharp hurricane sliced through the flesh of those stiffened like wooden blocks, and the cold seeped in through those slits, forming sharp crystals from within.

Most who charged mindlessly either died or were incapacitated by this, but some managed to protect themselves in various ways.

Some with sheer endurance, some blocking the magic, others using mind control on nearby monsters as meat shields.

However, what awaited them were the high-level spells of Iris and Iona.

“Elemental Burst!”

“Bloody Thorn Spear!”

Just as they managed to recover from our first disaster, a new one struck.

Various elements caused a synergistic explosion, and where they fled, sharp blood-red thorns awaited.

They were bound by their limbs, their blood siphoned through the thorns. Then, our allies, taking advantage of the vulnerability after the big attack, struck further blows.

Burning sword auras pierced through the hearts of demons alongside the thorns, and splendid magic burnt the relatively weaker skin of cultists and goblins.

The army of Grotesque Proliferation melted away in an instant. Despite having felled so many, this only managed to hold back their front line.

Even if the snowball hadn’t started rolling yet, they were an army of a prepared Evil God.

There was no way they’d retreat from just this level of damage when they could fight a nation single-handedly.

Sure enough, Mariell’s barely alive body began to swell like a balloon.

“What’s that now…?!”

“Whatever it is, be on guard! It doesn’t feel good!”

The corpse, now the size of a small hill, prompted the remaining survivors to quickly pull back, as Helena and other priests cast a divine barrier.

Boom!

A deafening sound. The fragments of Mariell’s body, now a biological bomb, scattered and hit the barrier.

Even this alone was equivalent to a high-level spell in explosive power, but this wasn’t the end.

These creatures were originally more adept at support than direct combat.

Something that burst Mariell’s body from the inside rose high above the battlefield.

“Th-that’s sacrilegious!”

“World Tree… oh, the Circulating Life…“It resembled a gigantic tree, mimicking the World Tree, but this flesh-made tree pulsed as if alive, emitting a foul smell around it.

Though the stench was intense, a closer look at the meat tree revealed its true nature.

Numerous male genitalia sprouted on its surface, the pale liquid they emitted intertwining with the scent of night flowers.That was the source of the stench piercing our noses now.To us, it was a disgusting abomination, but to them, it seemed otherwise as the followers of Grotesque Proliferation shouted joyfully.“It’s dick juice! The dick juice Mariell collected in life has been reborn through our lord’s miracle!”“Praise her! Praise the Goddess of Proliferation with a thousand breasts and a thousand dicks!“How can you call her a goddess when she has dicks?However, separate from their nonsensical shouts, the effect was clear; their momentum grew stronger.Conversely, we felt our strength drain away as if the earlier disgust wasn’t just in our heads.

While I, with various resistances, was somewhat fine, others seemed to have lost over a third of their strength.

Seeing the majestic sight of the meat tree grown from Mariell’s corpse, I couldn’t help but mutter,

“Damn, this is really fucked up…”

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