Profane Prince Of Domination Chapter 521 Rati’s Change

Meanwhile, as Konrad drilled Selene's c.u.n.t, within one of the Heaven Warding Temple's most secretive chambers, a riveting, warlike woman clad in crimson armor sat crossed-legs.

Her hands clutched her cuisses, threatening to crush the goldy metal while protruding veins bulged on her temple and she bit her lower lip. Naturally, that woman was Blood Nether.

"Prof...ane...creature...oooh...d.a.m.n you!"

Blood Nether groaned, letting a treasonous pleasure moan escape her full lips.

"See? Just two weeks of warm embraces and s.e.xual delight and you already know how to refer to me proper. Now that's what I call progress."

Konrad, or rather, the Konrad-Devil within Blood Nether's heart chortled. In the weeks following their first clash, Konrad didn't give her a second of respite, wreaking and tormenting her from inside out. If at first a great show of willpower allowed Blood Nether to resist his internal a.s.saults, she now only hung by a thread.

In her trillions of years of existence, never did Blood Nether experience such a setback. Even the road to Transcendence wasn't that harrowing!

"Of course it wasn't. You Transcended in the Firmament. That's cheating. Try doing it in a Lower Realm."

Konrad chided, effortlessly reading through Blood Nether's intimate thoughts. In the time spent within her Dao Heart and mind, he'd acc.u.mulated a vast pool of useful knowledge - especially regarding the Firmament. Things such as Firmament Fruits, Paradises, and of course, the Firmament Tree. Now, Konrad knew exactly why his Myriad World Immortal Blood had reached a bottleneck.

His understanding of Regretless' forces also rose to new heights. But when again exposed to Konrad's dominion of her inner self, Blood Nether exploded!

"d.a.m.n son of a b.i.t.c.h! I will peel off your skin!"

She snarled as her trembling face and cheeks reddened in outrage.

"Oh? Dirty talking? I like! Unfortunately, I'm not uncut, but I'm sure we can work something out."

Konrad gleefully replied, and as his voice rang in her mind, Blood Nether could feel invisible hands grope her a.s.s cheeks, b.r.e.a.s.t.s and c.u.n.t from beneath the armor's clad. Though she knew all occurred in her mind, she couldn't shake the feeling of shame and disgrace welling up within her chest.

"Shame...less motherf.u.c.ker!"

Though she knew that such words only served to heighten Konrad's glee, trapped in a maelstrom of fury, Blood Nether had nothing else to say.

"Don't you know that I bang my mom? Three times a day, actually. Well, before my arrival in the Celestial Realm, that is.

Man, I miss that c.u.n.t."

Konrad sighed with deep sorrow that filled Blood Nether's eyes with warm tears and helplessness.

"At the end of the day, you are the Sovereign of a Realm. How can you be this...cra.s.s?"

"Apologies but if I were a gentleman, I wouldn't be in your married pants."

"You! AAAAAARGH!"

That riposte was the last straw to a long series of mental abuse. Unable to endure further, Blood Nether dropped onto the bed, spasming in a guttural rage while smas.h.i.+ng her flailing fists and feet onto the ground.

Each blow sent tremors throughout the Heaven Warding Temple, preventing the cultivating Brahmas from finding a moment of peace. But after those two weeks of occupation, such events no longer alarmed them.

"Dragon Warden, you may feel complacent, but don't think that you can ever emerge victorious. Right now, you thwart us with your dirty tricks, but for how long do you think you can carry on?

I will soon suppress you! And when you come to fetch the sword, your life is forfeit! Even if by some miracle you could defeat me, even if you became Supreme, you can never defeat Regretless! Regretless is invincible! the past, present, and future will never have his match!

The best you can hope for is to spend eternity hiding like a turtle!"

Blood Nether snarled, and though the words seemed taunting, they came from the bottom of her heart. Not just her, no one understood the true depth of Regretless' abilities believed he could be defeated by anything other than an Almighty Supreme or the Firmament's Sovereign.

He was just that strong.

And now that Konrad stood privy to Blood Nether's thoughts, he could understand why. However, that would never deter him.

"Without counting time gimmicks, Regretless took ten-thousand years to put down the Omniverse. I will do it in less than three thousand. And you can witness it all from the top of my rod."

Konrad began with a chortle that only heightened Blood Nether's rage.

"But for now, I have an offer. A simple Devil Contract. If you agree to the terms, I will free you from the Heart Devil."

Konrad offered, startling Blood Nether whose limbs immediately went limp.

"What are the terms?"

"Simple, in less than two months, I will come to fetch my sword. When I do, we shall clash. If I lose, I will not seek escape, you shall do with me as you see fit. But if I win, I want your soul."

Konrad offered, and as the words echoed in her mind, Blood Nether's eyes sparkled in antic.i.p.ation.

…...

Meanwhile, within the Sea Dream Domain, after filling all of Selene's holes with dripping s.p.u.n.k and pounding her to rest, Konrad left to head into the Sea Dream Temple's Cardinal Hall. There, Rati lounged on the throne with her eyes shut close.

But as soon as Konrad stepped into the room, they opened wide and her lips curled into a beaming smile.

Without a word, and to Konrad's surprise, as he landed before her seat, Rati stood up and knelt before Konrad's crotch, undoing his belt while ignoring the scent of Selene on his body.

Konrad arched an eyebrow.

"Interesting. Today you are quite...proactive."

Konrad remarked with a smile of amus.e.m.e.nt. The words didn't stop Rati, and undisturbed, she untied his belt and lowered his pants to release his c.o.c.k.

"I figured I should start being truer to myself. Eternity can become quite stifling if you can't indulge in what you yearn for. And now...I just want to suck you dry."

Rati replied, breathing the words against Konrad's flaccid c.o.c.k. Even in that form, it appeared more imposing than the average man's shaft. While blowing her hot breath against Konrad's c.o.c.k, Rati stretched her hand toward its base, seizing it with a firm yet gentle grip before lifting her eyes toward Konrad's.

"May I?"

She asked in a sultry tone while giving Konrad's c.o.c.k a few pumps, letting it harden within her grip.

"You may."

Konrad leisurely replied, and without further ado, Rati pressed her plump lips against his shaft, giving the tip a gentle kiss before sticking out her tongue and flicking it across the underside.

At the same time, she directed Konrad toward the throne, and as he sat within, her mouth opened wide, taking his now fully erect c.o.c.k down her throat for a sloppy b.l.o.w.j.o.b.