The Quest Is Simply To NTR All The Heroes - Chapter 161

Chapter 161: The Shapeshifters
“G-get away from us, demon!”

Fake Alice stammered, trying to back away only to be blocked by the wall behind her.

“Oh, don’t be like that, honey. Remember the way you screamed in pleasure when this monster right here entered you? Oh, you can’t remember, huh? Because I fucked the memories right out of you~”

Kaisen grinned widely, gesturing to his throbbing erection, his words sending shivers down fake Alice’s spine.

A blush crept across her face as her body recalled the ecstasy his cock had given her.

“Don’t come any closer!”

Fake Elfie shrieked, standing up and drawing a dagger from her waist. Only fake Sable and Theodora remained on the ground, looking as if they’d already thrown in the towel.

“What are you guys doing? Get up and fight him!”

Fake Elfie screamed at her two friends, who looked like they’d resigned themselves to their fate.

She felt extreme anger, realizing they had so easily surrendered to this perverted man.

“Fight what, huh?”

Theodore said, shaking her head like a disillusioned bobblehead.

“That woman, the one he just casually tossed aside like yesterday’s laundry, is the strongest guardian we have. If he can simply defeat her, degrade her, and use her for his pleasures, then how are we supposed to stand against him?”

Theodore spoke with a tone more hopeless than a kitten stuck in a tree. Elfie gritted her teeth and pointed the dagger at Kaisen.

Her eyes swept across the woman on the ground, who was trembling like a jelly in an earthquake, with some liquid squirting from her pussy like a broken fountain.

Gulp.

“Wise choice, Theodore. This is exactly why you’re my favorite guardian here.”

Kaisen said with a wink, making her blush like a schoolgirl with a crush on the class clown.

“Shut up, you disgusting piece of shit! How dare you talk about her like that?!”

Fake Elfie screamed as she lunged forward with her dagger.

Kaisen just smirked and raised his hand.

Then, with the casualness of flicking a speck of dust, he used his thumb to flick his index finger, sending a rock-like blast of air straight into Fake Elfie’s forehead.

She didn’t even have time to blink before she was hurled backward, crashing into the wall like a ragdoll tossed by an angry toddler.

“Girrraaa.”

She cried out, peeling herself off the wall like an unfortunate bug caught in a windshield, then collapsing onto the ground.

“Oh! Was that too much? I did try to hold back. Sorry about that.”

Kaisen apologized in a voice dripping with sarcasm, shrugging his shoulders as if he’d accidentally stepped on someone’s toe.

“Sister!!”

Fake Alice screamed, rushing towards the woman who was panting on the ground, trying to get up.

Then, with a comical popping sound, her face slid off her…face? Followed by a streak of blood straight from her forehead.

“Ah, I was wondering if it was a skill or an artifact. Looks like it is indeed an artifact.”

Kaisen mused, his eyes twinkling with mischief. Fake Alice glared at him with tears in her eyes.

He sauntered past the duo sitting on the ground, his hands caressing their heads like a patronizing older brother, and finally stopped in front of the white mask that looked like it belonged to a particularly uninspired Halloween costume.

“It’s quite ugly, though.”

Kaisen said, picking it up and examining it in his hands like it was a piece of dollar-store junk.

“Do-don’t touch it, you filthy human…” Fake Elfie croaked, coughing up a little blood. “Heathens like you should never touch it.”

“Heathens?”

Kaisen scoffed, looking at her with a bemused expression. She, too, had the signature red eyes of the guardians.

Her face was well-proportioned, with a cute nose and glossy lips. Her body wasn’t bad either—she was a beauty in her own right.

“You are one to talk,” Kaisen said, shaking his head. “After moaning like a bitch in heat. After writhing and cumming under me.”

“Hah, you think you’ve won? But you haven’t. Once Lady Vhalla comes, she will put you in your place, you heathen!”

Fake Elfie spat out, her voice a cocktail of defiance and desperation.

“Lady Vhalla, huh? What makes you think she’ll survive me?”

He reached out and grabbed Fake Alice’s face, feeling something hard beneath his touch. She tried to protest, but Kaisen was infinitely stronger.

With a familiar pop, her mask came off, revealing a beautiful face with emerald red eyes and thin pinkish lips. Kaisen smirked, amused by her beauty.

“Cute,” he chuckled, his voice rich with condescension.

Reaching behind him, he found Fake Sable’s mask pressed into his palm.

She had given it to him without a fight, knowing well that arguing and fighting over something was pointless when the other person was overwhelmingly stronger.

Efficiency was key, after all.

“Do you have a mask on, Theodore, honey?”

Kaisen asked, walking back with an air of mock curiosity. He had a feeling he knew the answer but wanted to confirm it for his own amusement.

“I-I’m a guardian, and guardians don’t need a mask.” T

heodore replied with a pride that made her sound like she belonged to some noble and high-and-mighty organization.

If she saw her comrades now, covered in cum, spasming with expressions of pure bliss, she would probably cough up a mouthful of blood.

He could defile these women, but why bother? Except for Theodore, he had already had his way with all of them. The guardian held a special place in his mind, a sweet spot for him to corrupt.

“You think you’ve won this battle? Even if you defeat my lady, you will lose the war. Without us, without the army of Nightshades, you simply cannot win against them…”

Fake Elfie spat, her words full of defiance.

Kaisen stopped in his tracks, intrigued. Win against them? Win against who?

He slowly turned around, his gaze piercing through her, making her look down quickly, not daring to meet his eyes.

“Who?” he demanded.

“…”

She remained silent, but Fake Sable, perhaps more broken or just more pragmatic, spoke up.

“They call themselves the Sol Knights. Beings born of the Solar Eclipse.”

Kaisen recalled hearing about these guys once from Maximus at the poolside.

The reason Vhalla was building an army of Nightshades was to fight against these Sol Knights.

He hadn’t believed it fully, but now…

Well, that’s a discussion for another day.