The Quest Is Simply To NTR All The Heroes - Chapter 172

Chapter 172: Eating A Goth Mummy
[Compensation for Anomaly… Complete]

‘Holy fuck! If that move is game-sponsored, then I’m toast.’

Kaisen knew the danger. If this move was indeed designed by the game to counter him, it could obliterate him faster than a sandcastle in a hurricane. There was no question about it—it was the cold, hard truth.

So he used his incredible speed, appearing just behind her. Vhalla didn’t even see him disappear, let alone reappear. The attack was taking such a toll on her that her entire focus was on her palm, trying to control the chaotic energy.

Kaisen smirked, flexing his fingers as he prepared one of his ultimate moves. This wasn’t some grandiose attack or devastating spell.

No, this was a move he had perfected back at the Queen’s palace with Esmeralda.

The Tickle Attack! His sharp fingers danced along her waist, and Vhalla’s concentration shattered like a dropped mirror. The ominous ball of darkness vanished as she started laughing like a hyena, her cackles echoing across the field.

Her laughter was so uncontrollable that she doubled over, tears streaming down her face.

“S-stop it! You… you wretched human!” she managed to gasp between fits of laughter.

Kaisen’s smirk widened as he continued his ticklish onslaught.

She fell to her knees, face smacking the ground, arms flailing in a desperate attempt to slap his hands away.

But in that compromised position, it was like trying to swat a fly with a wet noodle. Kaisen grinned devilishly at the sight of her huge ass right in front of him.

Vhalla was laughing like a hyena on helium, tears streaming down her cheeks, making her look like a hot mess.

“Stwaaap it! Plwease! I’m beggiing yyouu!”

She managed to gasp out between bouts of hysterical laughter, but Kaisen didn’t care. His eyes were locked on her perfect goth mommy ass, which now belonged to him.

Without warning, he slapped her ass cheek, continuing his tickle assault. She felt the sting but had no time to process it as she howled louder.

Kaisen raised his other hand and slapped her ass again, and again, and again, each slap echoing like a round of applause at a slapstick comedy show.

Her gown began to rip under the blunt force, her health bar ticking down like a poorly timed stopwatch.

“AAhaahha stoop it plweash!!”

She cried out, the pain on her ass increasing exponentially. Kaisen was having the time of his life, seeing her reduced to a giggling, crying mess.

Then, suddenly, he stopped tickling altogether and put two fingers on a tear in her gown, yanking it apart like he was opening a stubborn bag of chips.

The gown shredded completely, exposing her red, slap-marked ass cheeks. Vhalla gasped, feeling the cool air and Kaisen’s lecherous gaze on her exposed rear.

Kaisen activated all his perverted skills, planning not to force her but to corrupt her until she willingly submitted.

“Now, now, you look so vulnerable, don’t you, milf?”

Kaisen taunted, delivering another smack to her already tender ass. Vhalla gasped loudly, feeling humiliated to be half-naked in front of him.

Her pale ass cheeks, glowing like two full moons, her tight little asshole, untouched and innocent, and her wet pussy, oozing sweet juices, were all on full display.

It was a fat pussy, a sight that screamed sensuality and lust, practically begging to be bred and fucked.

Kaisen licked his lips at the masterpiece before him. It was a piece of art that deserved to be treasured.

At 8 feet tall, Vhalla towered over Kaisen, who stood at a mere 5 feet 7 inches. But in Kaisen’s world, size didn’t matter; even giants looked small before him when they were on their knees.

Vhalla’s ass was twice as big as Alice’s, though both were equally plump and juicy.

Vhalla’s posterior had a mature, motherly allure, while Alice’s was bubbly and bouncy, like a cheerful peach ready to be plucked.

He couldn’t wait any longer; the temptation was unbearable. He wanted to taste her heavenly pussy, to bury his face deep inside her juicy ass, to eat her out like a starved man, and make her moan his name like a mantra.

Vhalla was breathing heavily, trying to recover from the tickling ordeal she had just endured. His hands had done something to her, something she had never felt in her 7000 years of existence.

A tingling sensation pulsed through her untouched pussy.

Despite her millennia of virginity, her body now craved the touch of another person, someone to defile her purity.

And that someone was right behind her, ready to claim what he saw as his prize.

Vhalla took a gulp and shook her head, trying to clear the fog of confusion. This wasn’t right. She was here for a purpose, and this man had destroyed her life’s work. Now her body was craving his touch?

It was like her libido had gone rogue, forming its own rebellion.

She should be furious at this puny human who had defeated her commanders, obliterated her grand plans, and then had the audacity to toy with her, humiliating her in front of everyone.

But instead, her pussy was twitching with anticipation, and her heart was racing like a rabbit on espresso.

Her body was betraying her mind, and she couldn’t make sense of it.

The prolonged pause as he just admired her pussy gave her a brief moment to gather her thoughts and attempt to reclaim her sanity.

She had come here to defeat this man and complete her mission, and she was determined to do just that.

“You mongr–aah~”

Vhalla’s sentence was abruptly cut off by a sudden sensation down there. She felt something warm, wet, and slippery sliding across her pussy lips, sending shivers down her spine like an electric current.

She tried to turn her head to see what was going on, but her face hit the ground as she moaned out loud.

“Aaaahnnn~~”

Her eyes widened in surprise as she felt her lower lips being nibbled and sucked like a newborn baby latching onto a nipple.

Her toes curled in pleasure, and her back arched, giving Kaisen more access to her pussy.

This was much more intense than before. Earlier, he had only teased her outer lips, but now he was devouring her like a starving man at an all-you-can-eat buffet.