Chapter 655: Echidna vs Eryndriel & Elowen Final Part
Hey, readers! Normally, I NEVER put warnings at the beginning of a Chapter—I usually leave that for the end—but in this specific situation, I felt it was important to say this first, and I hope you read it before continuing, And obviously, all of the content in this Chapter is within what is permitted under Webnovel’s rules, falling specifically under the categories of Body Horror and Violence, since the focus of the scene is on the narrative itself rather than the act being depicted.
If you’ve made it to this Chapter, I’m certain you’re already accustomed to the cruelty, violence, and the content of this work. After all, that’s literally its "charm": being an extremely dark story.
And as always, everything I write is done within the platform’s rules, without crossing any permitted boundaries. Still, the content of this Chapter is particularly extreme, and for that reason, this warning is necessary, even for readers who are already used to this kind of narrative.
In short: Echidna will carry out the threat she made in the previous Chapter.
As I warned during the goddesses’ battle, until now there would be no sexual content. However, this time there will be sexual violence depicted in a non-erotic manner, used exclusively as a tool of body horror, cruelty, and narrative degradation.
Content Warning:
The following section contains extreme violence, body horror, and sexual violence depicted in a non-erotic manner, with a focus on cruelty, degradation, and narrative horror.
This scene exists to demonstrate the monstrosity and moral deterioration of a character, not to fetishize or eroticize such acts.
If this type of content makes you uncomfortable, I recommend skipping the next section.
I hope you’ve been enjoying the battles so far and the demonstration of Echidna’s strength.
But from this point on, see what comes as extreme horror.
After all, Echidna waited a very long time for this revenge.
And just like Pandora, Echidna is a monster—but unlike her, Echidna never had any form of morals.
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I go after Elowen quickly, reaching her in no time. She rises from the ground, staring at me with tears and hatred, probably feeling the death of her companion.
"Y-You monster!!" She screams with rage and tears, firing magic at me, but the spell doesn’t even scratch me. She looks confused, then scans the surroundings, realizing that the debuff magic is gone.
She was consumed by me, which means my resistance returned to normal—though because of the damage, my true form reverted to a normal humanoid shape, so I’m only about 2 meters tall and my skin is back to its normal tone.
She realizes her only advantage is gone. If I had still been debuffed, Elowen alone could have finished me off because the damage counter was already extremely high, but now she can’t even scratch me.
"S-Stay away." She falls to the ground in fear, her cowardice replacing her courage. The hatred is still there, but hatred cannot sustain itself in the face of the intense fear she feels toward me.
"Do you know how much it pisses me off to know that we lost, and that a mediocre, pathetically weak goddess like you helped kill my sister? Do you know how ridiculous it is to see that a ridiculous being like you survived while she died?" Hatred fills my heart intensely.
"I-I—" Before she can speak, I’m already on top of her. I punch her in the face, breaking her nose. She starts crying as the blood drips.
"You know, it’s almost comical that you survived and my sister died. My sister was easily ten times stronger than you, so seeing a cowardly rat take direct part in the death of a magnificent being like my sister is disgusting." I punch her in the face again.
And I keep punching, again and again and again, until her face becomes a mess of tears and blood. She even tries to thrash around and escape me, but she won’t run. She’ll pay dearly, and then I’ll devour her existence.
"You can’t imagine how much I missed my sister. I missed her in every way. I had to learn to control myself because she wasn’t there to take care of me anymore. You don’t know how much I suffered, how much my body ached."
"And the wounds... ah yes, those wounds that took billions of years to heal, the same wounds that forced me to merge with the abyss, the wounds that kept me trapped in that place."
"Kyaaa..." She screams when I pull at her clothes, tearing them. Since Elowen is 162 centimeters tall, she’s small compared to my 2 meters.
My body begins to change as my black claws expand and my penis emerges. It’s very large, easily 90 centimeters, with a very robust and thick glans, shaped like a flat, rounded cylinder rather than the standard mushroom-tip shape common to many beings.
My penis is like a large cylinder full of black veins. It falls heavily onto Elowen’s belly as she looks at me in terror.
"N-No!! N-No!!" She tries to run, dragging herself away, but I grab her leg and pull her back. I spin her and slam her against the ground hard while she gasps in pain.
"P-Please n-no... d-don’t do this!! Y-You’ll k-kill me!!" She screams in desperation, crying in a way that irritates me.
"Shut up, whore." I punch her in the stomach, making her scream in pain, then grab her face and flip her onto her stomach because I don’t want to see this shitty whore’s face, and I shove her face into the ground.
"You think I care about that? Whether you die or not, I couldn’t care less!!"
"I-I’m sorry, p-please forgive me... I-I didn’t know..." I push her face harder against the ground, dragging her forcefully. Her empty apologies are pathetic.
"I would never forgive any of this." I press the glans against her vagina and, without any gentleness, begin to push in.
"KYAAAAAAAAHHHH!!" She lets out a desperate scream as I force my way inside, tearing her virgin vagina. Blood starts flowing and dripping onto the ground. She even tries to use magic to attack me, but I slam her face so hard against the floor that she becomes dazed.
Her vagina distends grotesquely around my penis as I push deeper, watching her skin stretch.
"Come on, you whore, crying already with so little? My sister took this without any problems, and even Evangeline, who’s human, can handle it." I start smashing her face against the ground while I push everything in, deforming her intimate part.
Her hot blood stains my member as the smell of blood heightens my instincts. I start thrusting brutally, devastating her body while she cries and screams, begging for forgiveness.
But I don’t want apologies. I don’t want her to try to redeem herself, and I wouldn’t accept it even if she gave me her soul as a gift. All I want is to destroy her existence.
Due to the difference in strength, every monstrous impact against this weak vagina damages her organs, so Elowen ends up vomiting blood. I grab her neck, lifting her off the ground, letting her see how deep I am inside her.
"You see, whore? This is the consequence of choosing a side. If you had stayed quiet in your place, waiting for the truly strong goddesses to kill each other, nothing would have happened to you today." I put her in an arm lock, making her thrash as she tries to scratch my hands.
She coughs up blood, staring desperately at her grotesquely distended belly. The skin of her stomach gains black fissures, being split open by my Mana, which is extremely noxious.
Her uterus begins to be destroyed, making pregnancy impossible for her, but that matters little as I deliver the most brutal thrusts I can, completely destroying her body from the inside.
She still tries to plead for her life, saying she doesn’t want to die, begging with the argument that she didn’t know—as if not knowing changed anything. There’s no way to know if my sister would have survived without her involvement, but I could not care less.
CRUNCH
I hear the sound of her neck snapping as it hangs limp. She’s drooling and crying while her heart beats madly. This isn’t enough for a goddess to die, so I drop to the ground hard, crushing her with my weight.
Every thrust emits a grotesque, wet sound of flesh being deformed. I bite her shoulder, tearing off a chunk while she groans in pain. Her eyes, visible through the pool of blood, are completely hollow.
"Never seen savagery like this? That’s how all monsters are. I bet you never saw it because you stayed safe on a pedestal you never deserved. As the weakest goddess, you didn’t deserve to be so protected when your function barely matters." I hear the horrible scream of pain from her as I crush her spine, breaking the bones.
"Be satisfied. At least you managed to make me cum." My penis reaches climax, filling her uterus. My semen, deliberately loaded with an immense charge of Mana, is completely black with an extreme viscosity, clinging to her devastated walls.
Her belly stretches grotesquely far beyond its limit. There’s so much of my semen inside her that her belly turns a dark purplish hue, making the sight of the black semen inside completely clear.
Meanwhile, the veins throughout her entire body begin to turn black, being literally decomposed instantly by my Mana, which is more corrosive and destructive than Pandora’s.
"Urghgiiiiihhh." I pull my cock out of her destroyed intimacy all at once and flip her onto her back, grabbing her head. Soon I shove my cock into her mouth, breaking her jaw in one go and pushing it inside.
She gasps in pain, crying and choking as she can’t even move. Her throat has an enormous protrusion from my size as I thrust into her without any gentleness.
"Hear that? That’s the sound of your stomach bursting from the impact." She has such a desperate look that, for the first time, it brings a maniacal smile to my face. I pull my cock out of her mouth in one motion, seeing some teeth fall out.
"Cowardice is a sin that beings like you must have never thought would be collected!! You KNEW we goddesses were fighting to the death. Don’t lie saying you had no idea what it was about, you fucking whore." I slam my cock against her face so hard it throws her to the ground.
"P-Please... d-don’t... k-kill... m-me..." She pleads as I go back to fucking her, ignoring it. I simply enter a frenzy of hatred, fucking her until the hours turn into days, and the days turn into years.
When she’s finally broken, both physically and emotionally, I remove my cock from her and throw her onto the ground. She barely responds to my attack anymore.
Then all my interest grows cold. I begin dismembering her, listening to the weak screams—guttural screams that come out even though her vocal cords have been destroyed.
However, I make a point of devouring her body very slowly, making her watch as she disappears. When only her torso is left, I lift her up. My body grows to 7 meters as my mouth opens in a bizarre way, and I swallow her whole.
Swallowing her as I hear the sound of the teeth in the inner part of my throat grinding her body until nothing remains. Her screams echo faintly out of my mouth before she is completely consumed by my passive.
"Haaa... well... much better..." From what I can tell, both of my daughters seem to have won their fights. I wonder if my daughters came as close to death as I did. I was so near death that I feared I wouldn’t be able to avenge my sister.
Fortunately, I won, and I even managed to capture Morynna’s soul, which I noticed was trying to reincarnate—a failure on Azraelith’s part, who should have gotten rid of that soul. But I’ve already consumed it, so it doesn’t matter.
"Well, well, well, I think it’s time to head back now..." My head hurts. Due to the severe damage, my state isn’t the best, but I put my clothes on again, dismissing the penis while pretending everything is fine.
After all, I need to project an image that it was easy for my daughters, even though it was anything but easy. It seems I really have gotten very rusty.
