The Quest Is Simply To NTR All The Heroes - Chapter 171

Chapter 171: Corrupting a Goth Mummy
Kaisen sidestepped as a concentrated arc of darkness flew past him like a supersonic jet. It was that fast.

Though he could’ve tanked the attack, he didn’t want to take unnecessary risks. She wasn’t level 360 anymore; the woman was in her 700s.

That wasn’t a problem per se, but still, this was a game where level 40 players could defeat level 100 bosses with some time and trickery.

So, there had to be some serious damage packed into her attacks.

Vhalla hovered in the air, looking down at him with a mix of contempt and boredom, as if he were an insect she couldn’t be bothered to swat.

She wasn’t like the phase one Vhalla, who had a range of emotions even if she tried to hide them.

This woman was a proper gothic mommy, with nothing but rage and disgust for humans.

“I won’t lose to a mere human!”

“You lost the moment I laid eyes on you.”

Vhalla was not pleased. Her face contorted in a way that would make a gargoyle look like a beauty queen, twisted with such powerful disgust it was almost comical.

“Hoho~! I’ve hit a nerve. Good.”

Kaisen grinned. This was fun.

He watched as her expression shifted from rage to incredulity, her gothic demeanor unable to hide the fact that she was rattled by his nonchalance.

It was like watching a cat that just realized the mouse it’s been toying with has claws.

He summoned his claws, which now felt more like plastic forks from a kid’s birthday party compared to his raw power. He could break the weapon just by holding it tightly, like snapping a twig.

“Damn… only a freakin’ day and it’s already useless… tsk, tsk…” he muttered, shaking his head in disappointment.

He decided to store the weapon back in his inventory, feeling like a parent returning a defective toy to the store.

Until he got a new weapon, an end-game weapon that could hold his power, he’d have to manage with what he had.

His mind suddenly drifted to Queen Roslyn’s proclamation and the quest: whoever showed the highest potential and defeated the Night Shade could get the sword of the first Light Bearer.

“Radiance is an end-game weapon, right? There was such an uproar at that time since the Queen was giving it away like a party favor,” he recalled.

He remembered that day vividly. The same day he face-fucked Alice discreetly in the crowd.

Queen Roslyn had showcased the pure white sword that made the players drool like dogs eyeing a juicy steak.

Radiance was supposed to be acquired at the end of the game, at least according to the damn guides and books the players read.

‘I’ll have to ask the queen herself. If it’s true, then it’s a free weapon, which is pretty great. Well, I did defeat the Night Shades, and who else has higher potential than me in this world?’

After all, leveling up by how many women you touch is infinitely better than grinding through goats, cows, and monsters. Especially if you’re as handsome and charming as Kaisen himself.

‘Well, enough of the thoughts.’

With his claws gone, Kaisen cracked his neck, his expression turning serious as Vhalla’s attacks started raining down on him like a tantrum-throwing toddler’s toys.

“How dare you disrespect me!”

Vhalla shouted, sending countless black lightning bolts raining down on Kaisen like an apocalyptic meteor shower.

“Respect is earned, milf! And you’ll respect me when I have my balls in your mouth!”

Kaisen shouted back, dodging her attacks with the ease of a cat sidestepping puddles.

He mimicked Vhalla’s hand movements, and sure enough, an arc of pure mana formed and shot towards her like a magical frisbee of doom.

Vhalla’s eyes widened in surprise as the attack closed in on her. She swiftly dodged, but Kaisen wasn’t done yet.

“Surprise, surprise! The old switcheroo!”

Kaisen smirked, just below her, and before she could react, a cold hand clasped around her ankle, yanking her down with the force of a freight train.

Vhalla crashed to the ground, her face meeting the dirt as her impressive backside jiggled like a bowl of jello in an earthquake.

Unable to resist, Kaisen leaned in and delivered a playful slap to her glorious, bouncing rear. The resounding smack echoed in the air as Vhalla’s eyes widened in shock and her cheeks flushed with a mix of anger and embarrassment.

“F-fuck you, human bastard!” she spat, her voice trembling with rage.

Kaisen chuckled darkly, watching her ass cheeks jiggle like a pair of overzealous jelly molds.

“Fuck? Sure! You want me to fuck you in your phat ass!?”

He raised his hand again, aiming for another spank on her round globes, but Vhalla wasn’t about to let it happen.

With a swift movement, she kicked Kaisen away, sending him stumbling back.

She got up, her face redder than a sunburned tomato, and huffed in embarrassment, feeling more humiliated than ever.

“You’ll pay for that, you insolent worm!” she growled, her anger now a blazing inferno.

Kaisen dusted himself off, grinning.

“Oh, come on, Vhalla. Don’t act like you didn’t enjoy that a little bit. Now, let’s dance!”

Even in her second and most powerful phase, he was toying with her like a cat with a particularly disgruntled mouse.

She felt utterly humiliated. First, the sleep magic didn’t work, then her highly condensed mana attack failed miserably, and now he had yanked her to the ground and slapped her ass cheeks like a misbehaving child.

It was beyond humiliating. She had never felt so weak and pathetic.

Her pride as a main boss was crumbling faster than a cookie in a toddler’s hands, and she didn’t like it one bit.

“You will pay for this humiliation!” she hissed, her voice quivering with rage.

“Will I now?”

Kaisen taunted, finding the whole situation hilariously entertaining. He was having the time of his life toying with her, especially when she was reduced to this pathetic state.

Vhalla glared at him, her eyes glowing with a dangerous light as she raised her hands.

“I won’t hold back now! I will annihilate you!”

“Annihilate me? With what? Your boobs? You know what I want to say? Show me what you got!”

Kaisen challenged, standing in front of Vhalla who was practically burning with rage.

Vhalla roared like a lioness who had just had her tail stepped on and raised her hand straight at him.

A ball of darkness started to condense on her palm, looking like a miniature black hole.

He felt a little apprehensive of the move since it seemed like a condensed version of her earlier attack.

This time, it looked like it was absorbing the very fabric of space around it into a ball.

‘What the fuck is that thing?’

he thought, his mind racing faster than a caffeinated squirrel.

He didn’t have to ponder for long as another system message popped up.

[Compensation for Anomaly… Complete]