105 – The Dominated Goddess.
The frantic time that was so long and short is over.
Beginning with her deep and violent kiss, the goddess of innocence, whose body and mind were toyed with by me, passed out with an obscene scent in her successive pleasures.
I carefully lifted her body after it had been tuned and laid it on the floor covered with her coat and admired it.
“Huh…Huh…”
Artemis passed out after barely escaping from the torture-like pleasure that had just happened.
However, her body was still quivering with the reverberation of that peak, and her sharp beauty, glistening with sweat, had already been dyed red and melted.
The wet hunting clothes and the shimmering white female body beneath them were teased countless times by my hands, dyed in a beautiful red light, and became eye candy. It was a shining brand of curse.
“What did they say, vulva?”
The virginity of the goddess Artemis has been preserved, but the woman named Artemis has already succumbed to my hands.
She was the mark of her achievements, that she had violated the virgin goddess whom men admired, and proof that my patience had reached the level of a god.
Yes, I overcame it.
The desire to violate her goddess, Artemis, who is alluring and lustful but still chaste and fiercely rebellious.
“Eating is simple. That makes it less fun.”
Above all, alcohol tastes better when it is deeply soaked and fermented.
This pure goddess also has meaning only when she matures herself and falls into my hands.
She honestly couldn’t stand it, but I think it would be more delicious to wait for the pleasure of later days.
“Above all, it’s a little burdensome to deal with two gods who still hold grudge against me.”
I never thought that the magic skills I had learned and the martial arts I had cultivated were low.
However, unlike the Jungwon Murim, which was basically a human era, Greece of this age of mythology was a place where numerous variables such as gods, spirits, and beasts were too prevalent.
Those who walked between heaven and earth, breathing air with me, were humanoid gods who looked down on humans and even gods and spirits of the same level.
I don’t know if it was during my orphanage days in Pasos, where I pictured a life as a fisherman or hunter in moderation.
If you show off with your previous life’s knowledge and slightly superior martial arts, you might be eaten in an instant.
So my first priority upon entering the Forest of Heroes was to restore my inaction and my place in this era.
The gods began to be entangled, either directly or indirectly, and they weren’t proper beliefs either.
In addition, he began to make friends with heroes, other main characters in mythology, and the tasks he set for himself progressed steadily.
I competed with Artemis, the goddess of Olympus, once in Pasos.
Even after that, I competed with the spear against Chiron, the great sage who went through the Titanomachy.
In terms of fighting power, he even fought Hercules, a great hero running the tower in mythology.
Sometimes, the martial arts are confirmed by Ares, who is the same as Asura, who has been given a business that he has jurisdiction over,
Even in the mythology I knew, except for the heroes Kusari, the power of the goddess Hera and
I was able to face the goddesses Nemesis and Eris, who were not in the limelight.
And the opponent who faced the achievement of such a task head-on is this goddess who boasts the highest level of personality even in Greek mythology, if it is a large male.
It was Artemis.
Goddess of the Crescent Moon, Guardian of Chastity, Eternal Huntress.
According to her lineage, she is one of the twelve gods of Olympus, born of her mother from Titan and the lineage of Zeus, the minister of Olympus, and her brother is the sun god Apollo.
In short, she is a goddess born with an innate gold spoon and a new spoon.
Well, even before she was born, her mother was pregnant with her twins, and she was chased by Hera and chased by a giant serpent, Python.
However, in spite of such hardships, her father raised the twins, who were not born from her original wife, to her representative deity. The new business he gained is also really good.
She received tribute as a guide for travelers at night, was the mistress of the moonlit forest and game, and the ruler of the wild.
I really can’t eat the new spoon because it’s dirty.
“Tsk, because no one dies, the 12 devils who want to roll to the point of death, even after being reincarnated, after overcoming all sorts of politics and strife, he rose to a god-like position.”
She even venerates her as a god, but says she has everything done.
I am fed up with the recurring nightmare of paperwork.
It’s better to go to the battlefield and fight bloody.
If I could suffer a little hard since I was born and hunt with beautiful women for thousands of years, receive tribute according to the offering and serve as a god, I wanted to do that as well.
Anyway, for a goddess with such a background to kill me with a one-sided grudge,
It was quite a troublesome incident.
She even cut her hand, saying that if the queen of the gods, her father’s original wife, came out and touched Atalanta with her, she wouldn’t let her go.
Seeing that she even got permission from Zeus to kill Jolana, she knew how strong and tenacious her temper was.
“Anyway, it’s terrible.”
If I were to lose, judging from the mythical big data, Artemis wouldn’t kill me gracefully with 100 percent.
Even if I win the fight, in all likelihood Artemis will run straight to my father and brother and tell me what he likes.
It was a win-or-lose situation.
Of course, the only premise for me was victory.
The result of lightly competing in Pasos, swallowing the silver divine power and using it.
If you can go up to the extreme end even without using a new demon, you were at a level where you could be assured of victory, and that was the case.
If Artemis had been able to properly use that aura, and had been a warrior with the lowest level of light, he wouldn’t have been able to guarantee victory.
Over a hundred years of war and the enlightenment of magic that had been built at the top of the Sea of Sisan and Blood couldn’t be destroyed with only great divine power and a long time.
“Of course, there were moments when I was a bit surprised, but it wasn’t a big deal.”
A power and a miracle using divine power.
The power of divine power displayed by Artemis was certainly extraordinary, but in the end, the important things in a fight were strength, speed, and timing.
How fast, how strong, how to block and stab at just the right moment.
In those three elements, I was able to completely overwhelm Artemis and even digest her talents with mine, so I was able to win perfectly.
However, what I need is a countermeasure after the victory.
Even if Ares and Hera defended me, Zeus, who raised my illegitimate son to the rank of the main god, and his brother would never leave me alone.
Also, in Greece, where curse associations are passive, it was obvious that the other heroes would be angry with Nerina Atalanta.
So what I need is a way to keep my brother and father from interfering with me even after this goddess named Artemis is defeated by me.
And paradoxically, the key to the best course of action, which I wasn’t sure about until the battle, was provided by the pleasure-stricken goddess of chastity next to me.
“Hmm… Let’s see. What if I do this?”
As I lightly tuned the shinmagi, an array of curses similar to Artemis’ vulva appeared on my fingertips.
And if you flick it lightly…?
-f*ck!
“Huh?!”
The body of Artemis lying next to me bent like a bow and groaned wildly.
Judging by the body fluids running down the legs stained red with sweat and excitement under the moonlight, it seemed that the vulva I had inserted was properly seated.
I couldn’t help smiling at the rich and refreshing body scent resembling peppermint.
“Ha ha! hahahaha!?”
“Isn’t that really ironic? Artemis.
To think that the curse you caused to fool me and kill me miserably will actually lead to your corruption.”
The shape of the black snake that I temporarily transformed into, or the fangs of a deep poison digging into the neck of a goddess.
Above all, the vulva engraved on Artemis’ lower abdomen and the divine power of the divine demon resonating with it were all applications of the power and curse Artemis showed me.
After all, her goddess of chastity, because of her own ferocious temper and her arrogance, unbeknownst to her, I gave her everything to bring her down.
“How delightful this is. Is not it?”
As long as the goddess Artemis exists as the goddess of chastity, the petal-like lips that have been violated by me will not dare to tell anyone that she has already yielded to her pleasures many times.
No matter how much Artemis runs away from me, her beautiful legs, soaked in thick juice, will eventually come running to sacrifice her exhilarated body to her anguish and desire.
And when the anguish of the body devours even the soul, and the vulva engraved in the sanctuary of the goddess fully blooms.
The beautiful myth of Artemis will eventually fall into my hands.
This is the key to the condition for me to win this war forever.
What I wanted from this arrogant loser wasn’t just a night of pleasure.
What I want from her is complete submission and submission.
To others, she may still be the goddess of sharp hunting and the guardian of eternal purity.
I threw everything in front of me, fell at her feet, and volunteered to be a b*tch, thirsting for pleasure and affection.
I am an eternal slave who throws away all his pride, pride, and career, obeys my orders, and obeys with only Zeus and Apollo on his head, thinking only of me.
Artemis, the slave goddess who fell by herself and fulfilled only her longing for me in her innocent body.
That was the spoils of the day that I really wanted.
“Let’s try to come to our senses.”
The vulva engraved in the womb of the goddess was not a simple stigma.
It was a curse that took control of the vessel containing the most powerful life force of women.
Even the body engraved with this is the spirit body of a pure and innocent god whose body and mind are united.
In other words, the sacred body of the goddess was degraded to me as a toy that was easy to play with, and at the touch of my hand, it meant that she had no choice but to struggle with pleasure and struggle with her anguish.
[Get up.]
“Hyauk!?”
The body of the goddess faithfully obeyed my command and awoke, and the eyes of the goddess, wet with confusion, met mine.