Lewd Labyrinth : Sent to an Ero-Game with my Classmates [18+]-Chapter 65: Boss 4

It roared, the sound reverberating through the arena, its six arms flexing, tendrils and blades gleaming with malicious intent.

Kota spun just in time, raising his shield as a tentacle lashed out like a whip of fire.

The impact tore him from his footing, sending him crashing into the wall with a grunt, the air forced from his lungs.

His armor cracked, his sword dimmed, the glowing sigil on his sternum flickering as the failure drained his power.

"Kota!" Miki screamed, her voice breaking, her body still trembling from her climax as she scrambled to her knees.

Reina growled, her hand slick with Miki’s release, her violet eyes blazing with frustration.

Aika staggered upright, her bare skin glistening, her breath heavy as she fought her own failure.

"Again!" she snapped, her voice fierce. "We do it again!"

Kota rolled to his knees, coughing blood onto the stone, his sword still clutched in his hand. He gritted his teeth, his dark eyes burning with defiance.

He wasn’t done yet.

The boss loomed, a towering monstrosity of molten-red muscle and malice, its obsidian veins pulsing with dark energy.

Steam hissed off its skin as it stalked forward, each step a deliberate threat, its six arms flexing—iron-bladed weapons gleaming, prehensile tendrils coiling like they could taste the fear and arousal in the air.

Its coal-like eyes locked onto Kota, ignoring the girls entirely. They were vessels, tools to fuel the trial.

It wanted the warrior, now vulnerable, his power drained by their failure.

Kota barely had time to raise his cracked obsidian shield when a thick, burning-hot tentacle lashed through the air, the sound like splitting flesh.

The shield absorbed the blow, but the force launched him backward, skidding across the arena floor in a shower of sparks, his armor grinding against the stone.

He hit the ground hard, coughing, blood trickling from his lip, his shoulder dislocated, pain searing through his arm.

"Kota!" Miki screamed, stumbling forward, her sun-tanned skin flushed, her orange ponytail swaying, her busty chest heaving in her damp gym bloomers.

Her eyes were wide with panic, her exhibitionism subdued by fear for him.

He waved her back, his voice ragged but sharp, cutting through the chaos. "No. Stay in the fucking circle."

Aika stood frozen, her bare breasts glistening, her long brown hair clinging to her sweat-slicked shoulders, her glasses fogged with exertion.

Her fists clenched, guilt twisting her stoic facade.

"We weren’t fast enough," she said, her voice low, heavy with self-reproach.

"No shit," Reina muttered, wiping her slick hand on her thigh, her violet eyes unreadable but her knuckles white, her thigh-high socks askew.

Kota’s sword flickered in his hand, its obsidian edge, once blazing with runes, now sputtering with dim embers.

Blood dripped from his temple, his leg buckling, but he forced himself upright, panting, his jaw clenched against the pain.

The boss laughed—not with a voice, but with its body, the air rumbling as it grew larger, its molten skin glowing hotter, feeding on their failure.

Another tentacle shot forward, whip-fast, and Kota rolled—barely—dodging as it slammed into the stone, shattering it like brittle glass.

The impact shook the chamber, dust raining from the unseen ceiling.

Miki whimpered, her hands twisting in her bloomers.

"He’s gonna die... We’re gonna get him killed." Her voice cracked, her eyes glistening with tears, her arousal warring with fear.

Reina’s voice was cold, resolute. "Then we don’t fail again."

"But—he’s already—" Miki started, her voice breaking.

"Look at him," Reina snapped, her gaze fierce.

They did.

Kota stood, blood dripping from his mouth, his shield cracked, his sword dim, his armor fractured.

But his dark eyes burned with terrifying calm, locked on the boss with unyielding defiance.

He wasn’t the quiet loser from school anymore. He was their shield, their sword, their fucking hero.

With a snarl, Kota charged.

He leapt into the air, dodging a tendril mid-flip, landing on the boss’s shoulder with a bone-jarring thud.

His sword flared, driven deep into the creature’s neck, black ichor spraying as the boss screamed, a guttural roar that shook the arena.

The runes along Kota’s cracked armor pulsed faintly, fueled by his resolve, his blade glowing brighter as he twisted it deeper.

Miki’s thighs clenched together, her breath hitching, a fresh wave of heat flooding her core.

She’d never been so wet, her arousal spiking at the sight of Kota’s raw strength.

Aika felt heat bloom low in her stomach, a trembling hunger behind her stoic gaze, her nipples stiffening as she watched him fight.

Reina’s breath caught, her heart skipping by his unyielding courage.

Kota landed in a crouch, blood dripping from his lips, his eyes flicking over his shoulder to the girls.

"Stop staring. Start fucking," he growled, his voice raw but commanding, his sword still glowing with the faint echo of their previous success.

The Trial Board flared, its runes searing the air with molten intensity:

NEXT TASK LOADING...

The girls didn’t hesitate, their fear and guilt forging into resolve.

Miki’s hands moved to her bloomers, Reina’s to her blouse, Aika’s to the harness still strapped to her hips.

They were ready, their unity a weapon to fuel Kota’s fight, their bodies and desires intertwined with his survival.

The Trial Board ignited with vicious precision, its glowing script searing the air, blood still dripping from Kota’s chin, his obsidian armor cracked, his sword dim.

The chamber’s blood-red haze pulsed, thick with the musky scent of sweat and arousal, the boss’s molten eyes glinting with predatory delight as it sensed their desperation.

TASK THREE:

Make Miki Squirt Using Only Asshole and Nipples.

Orgasm within 3:00.

No clitoral or vaginal contact permitted.

Timer: 03:00

The girls froze, the weight of the task crushing the air from the arena.

Miki’s eyes widened, her sun-tanned skin paling, her orange ponytail clinging to her flushed cheeks.

"No clit? No fingers inside my pussy?" she stammered, her voice trembling as she glanced between the board and Kota’s battered form, his shield cracked, blood staining his lips.

"I-I don’t... I’ve never squirted like that..."

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