Chapter 129 129 Eisheth’s prison (Part-4)
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A vast dark room filled with demonic power and a diverse verity of worldly furries… and of course, deaths, momentary screams and blood, and a spectacle that could only be described with the word 'splendid'.
The room they were in wasn't entirely physical, calling it semi-ethereal would be better. However, there was a great amount of demonic energy here, which, surprisingly was nothing to the two of them.
They were doing that unique thing, moving in that unique way, and clearing the way in a unique way that made all the spectators, be it the higher beings or the academy experts in the control room, speechless.
There was a thin layer of light covering their bodies, El's special [Light of strength] was an attributed protection skill, and, it was powerful enough to completely negate the effects of the demonic energy so, the two of their performance was as normal and natural as it could be from a normal circumstances.
They were dancing, and this dance that took away the lives of these illusionary furry creatures was more professional than even the experts who had seen countless dance performances in their long lifetimes, were surprised by the two of their talents.
And, the creatures they were killing…
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[Playmates]
Race: Werewolf, Wearbears, Wearlions, Weartigers, Bird people, Cat people, Shark…
Strength: 80~120
Agility: 80~120
Stamina: 69~169
Intelligence: 20~50
Level: 80~120
[Skills: Stamina enhancement, Body modification, Temporary growth, Domination, Submission, Fluid generation,…]
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The creatures of the dungeon were stronger than the creatures outside and they certainly gave experience points since they were actual beings that 'technically' were real, but, that was all there was to their existence.
All the skills they had were focused on giving the other party 'pleasure' like some certain kind of creatures in the Worldline, and their stats were also pretty mediocre.
They all had no knowledge of actual fighting and all they knew was how to follow their instincts and do things that their bodies led them towards.
They were strong, certainly, but, a monster with useless skills that didn't even know how to use its powers properly was nothing more than a practice target, even though their numbers were in the hundreds.
They were all creatures that were scary-looking and had no great intelligence, but, at this moment, they were all in a state of utter and extreme fear. The cause of which, was none other than the two dancing executioners whose white-black swords were the order of the divine, whose each careful step was a drop of water in a tranquil lake, and whose each movement, was the declaration of their deaths…
[ "You're doing better than I expected, my lady." ]
[ "Hehe. I just had a nice teacher, good sir. No need to compliment yourself indirectly like that. It's gross." ]
Lucy and El, both holding swords in one hand, moved through the furries like they didn't exist there at all, as if the different things in the room weren't even present here and they were in a large vast ballroom with pretty much nothing at all.
They were dancing, and that dance… was devastating many creatures at the same time.
It seemed to be a variation of Western ball dance, but the way the two of them performed it was just too amazing that even the gods, demons, angels, and neutralists, were sitting there with astonished expressions, eating popcorn with seriousness, observing them closely without missing a single step of their performance.
It was eye-catching, not just because of the way Lucy held her as if she belonged to him alone, the way he pulled her closer every time they met after separating, the way he lifted her occasionally or the way they displayed their intimate bond so professionally that it was amusing even to those bastard higher beings.
And the way El followed Lucy's lead, exchanged their roles midway with such perfection that it seemed to have happened without any delay, the way she then dominated him and did more intimate things with him, and, the way she pulled him so close that their faces arrived right before each other's, was not something anyone, be it the professionals or those higher beings themselves, could perform as impeccably as they did…
They looked beautiful together, their dance was gorgeous, and their emotions were pure however, their desires for closer intimacy were clearly visible.
They both wanted more, they were thirsty for each other, hungry for the other's affection. Whenever Lucy pulled her closer, he wanted nothing more than to embrace her with all his being, when he lifted her, he wanted her to wrap herself around him and become one with him, and, whenever he held her hand after their separation, he wanted nothing more than to pull her, fell down to the ground with her on top of him… and then do lewd stuff, like hand holding.
And, she shared the same emotions as him. However, just a tad bit different, and wilder.
She wanted to bite his lips whenever she was the one pulling him towards her, she wanted to suck him dry while lifting him, she wanted his warmth and hot body, his hard muscular body all over her while she was wearing nothing, at all, and she wanted to blow his mind away with her techniques like in the old times, explore his new sweet spots while dancing like this, jump on him, and punish him for not doing all that until now.
She wanted him to be all over her again, to mark her as his and his alone, to play with him with like not the children as they had been until now, but like proper adults that they were… she wanted him, he wanted her, they wanted each other more, even though they already had each other.
It was difficult for them to hold those desires in, perhaps their own desires were enhanced by the effects of this dungeon, but, they knew they would be able to do 'a few' things as soon as this was over. And to get over this, they would have to focus on their dance.
"AUOOOOOOOOOO!"
[ "It's almost done. Will the other ones come here after this?" ]
Their dance was mostly composed of six different elements: Birth, meeting, life, separation, reunion, and an ending phase that reconnected to the start, the birth, where El took over and they repeated the entire thing.
They had their individual moments, most of the time they were holding just one hand of the other, and when it was time for them to hold the other person with both of their hands, their swords floated around them, creating a ring of black and white that looked not only attractive but 'perfect' in true sense.
Every time they moved, they swung their swords, every time they came together, they swung their swords, every time they were separated, they frantically killed more creatures than they had previously, and, when they were not holding their weapons, the swords were controlled by their telekinesis, which caused more brutal deaths than when they were in their hands.
The furries were dying in groups each passing seconds. Their deaths were miserable and filled with pain and agony. The blood had vanished after their deaths but if it had stayed, it could have easily created a pool of blood in this vast place as well. But, the most unique thing before their deaths, was their expressions.
[ "I think he will be here soon since the other creatures in this area had also joined this group previously. She seems to be more desperate than we expected." ]
[ "Hehe, horny bitch." ]
Whenever the furries died, they looked towards a certain direction in the back and made a sad, almost tragic expression of someone who was leaving their everything and knew they would never get the chance to see their loved ones ever again… which was ridiculous.
The two of them didn't like these expressions. They were disgusting for El while for Lucy, they were painful to even look at.
He didn't like them, and he didn't like this expression of actual emotions they were making even more. So, he tried his best to kill as many of them as possible in however short time he could.
El could have her fun with them, he couldn't care more, but, he was killing them while dancing with her, holding her close, enjoying this pretty moment instead of that ugly one.
And since their dance performance was almost coming to an end anyway, they wanted to finish it with the first mini-boss of this dungeon, the leader of these furries, and one of the three favorites of the ruler of this dungeon territory.
They had suspected he would come here soon enough since ninety percent of the creatures of the outer area were dealt with by them already, so they were waiting for that, enjoying the company of each other, leaving the killing works to their swords.
They had to control them for now with their skills but they were certain that once their weapons obtained a complete [Ego] they would be able to perform killing tasks like these on their own, which would increase their efficiencies severalfold.
But, that was still some months away.
"KHUAAAAAAA…!"
[ "Alright, he's here." ]
[ "Goooood~. Let's see if he really looks the same as he did the game~." ]
The creature they would face now would be different from the ones currently around them since it would have real battle experience of fighting against the other two favorites of the demoness.
And, it would also have enough intelligence that it would be able to say some words… which would stand as a bitter experience for them thanks to the interpersonal communication ability of El's link.
But they had dealt with worse things, a cursing chimera was no big deal. At least not this fake one.
[ "Ready, El?" ]
[ "Have been for sixteen years, darling. Kiss me." ]
[ "Dummy. " ]
Their faces were close to each other and she would have dived in after saying that with a slay smile, so, he grabbed her and pulled her up, and then away from him.
And… just when he pushed her back, a river of flame passed through right between them and burned everything in its path until it was crimson red.
"A creature of legends… I wanna meet one, darling."
"Yeah, we will-"
"And put a collar around its neck, to make it our pet."
"Of course…"
The creature she was talking about was not something they could find on this planet, not at least the 'original' one that appears in epics and legends.
There was one before them right now, but it was a very cheap copy of it, a fake one that wasn't comparable to even the non-originals that one can find in the forbidden zone of the north.
"KHUAAAAAAAA!"
But there was one here against the expectations of the spectators… and it looked just like a real, certified chimera.
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