Chapter 535 Diana's Choice, Ashen's Movements!
Chapter 535 Diana's Choice, Ashen's Movements!
One hand held Diana's waist, and the latter was unconsciously lifted backward, with a lot of soil on her body, but it looked like a unique aesthetic feeling, like a goddess falling down on the altar, with a mixed sense of holiness and desolation.
Sterl performed a little magic to remove all the dirt and dirt from their bodies, and Diana was restored to her perfect, holy white body, with Sterl's bodily fluids still oozing from underneath.
After performing a restorative power on Diana, Diana slowly wakes up after falling into a coma.
Suddenly, her body suddenly tight, a pair of round white thighs and together, constantly convulsing and domain, after a while to slow down, but still from time to time convulsing a few.
After regaining consciousness, the feeling of being invaded by Sterl became more intense, with pain and inexplicable pleasure, constantly stimulating her nerves.
But now that Sterl had finished exporting, Diana, who was a god anyway, quickly eased up.
Looking back to normal in front of her, calmly and gently looking at her Sterl, it was hard to relate the rough and wild scene that had just occurred when she thought she was being pressed to the ground by an elephant.
Looking at the mess around her, she shuddered. "Ha... Hades, this is crazy... Are you going to kill me?"
Despite regaining her breath, Diana was still weak, as if she had been in a fierce battle with an enemy.
"I told you, this is your punishment."
Sterl's face had a look of unfulfilled desire, and the second brother, who had just been calm, gradually lifted up.
Feeling the huge object against her abdomen, Diana's body suddenly froze. Her lower body seemed to sense something, a constricting twitch. "No, don't do it again, I'll really die."
Her face with a trace of horror and fear, at the same time in the heart is regret, he dared to provoke Sterl, but it is really good scar forget pain, this is a, comparable to the monster of the same man ah!
"But the punishment is not over, and besides, it is not my fault, your beauty is like poison..."
Gently touching Diana's face, after unlocking the level of God, many non-human posture also quickly emerged in his mind, he suddenly felt that his way just now, or not enough fun.
Feeling Sterl's emotional changes, Diana shook her head again and again. If Sterl ransacked her once more, she would not say she would die, but at least she would have to lie in bed for several days.
So, without hesitation, she knelt directly under Sterl's crotch, slowly opened her seductive lips, gently cradled the newly raised behemoth, and began to swallow.
She had a gut feeling that if she signed the contract, it was highly likely she would stand with Hades against the Kingdom of Orichalcum in the future. On the other hand, if she chose not to sign, she might end up standing with the Kingdom of Orichalcum against Hades.
Diana fell silent for a moment, not thinking for long before she decided to cancel the contract. In an instant, the soul mark binding her to the Kingdom of Orichalcum was erased. However, her authority and position remained unaffected. After all, without the constraints of the contract, she was still a god of Orichalcum, at least for now.
Upon seeing this, Sterl showed a satisfied smile. Diana hadn't disappointed him. If she had, he would have had no choice but to activate the follower's mark and convert Diana into one of his followers.
After all, he could never allow Diana to leave. In his eyes, everything that bore her mark could only belong to her forever. Even if she didn't want it, she could not undo his will!
This was Sterl's dominance. In another way, it was also a kind of determination—an unshakable resolution and attitude. It was because of this resolve that he had reached this level with the help of cheats. If he had hesitated, afraid of losing his life, he would never have been able to seize and master the opportunities, even if they had presented themselves.
Thus, Sterl himself had the qualities of a strong leader. As his experience and strength grew, these qualities only became more pronounced.
"Get some rest."
With those words, Sterl activated the key to his private space and disappeared without a trace, leaving behind Diana, her expression complex. She stood there, gazing in the direction where he had vanished. For some reason, there was a feeling in her heart that she couldn't put into words. It was as if the man who had taken everything from her—she had never truly seen through him from the very beginning.
But it was too late now. She had already become his woman. This fact could not be changed. Before taking this step, she had already made up her mind. No matter what Hades faced in the future, she would stand by him, even if it meant her death. After all, Hades had saved her twice!
With that thought, all her lingering doubts and concerns vanished. She returned to her room, lay down on the bed, and soon fell into a deep sleep. She was simply too exhausted. Even in her dreams, the power of Sterl haunted her, leaving a trace of unease.
Meanwhile, Sterl had returned to the temple. A flicker of thought activated the map module, and the entire world unfolded before his eyes. He first checked on the movements of Ashen's side.
Within Ashen's territory, all the high-end powers and kingdoms were rapidly gathering at the temple. Those who were legendary figures in the outside world were reduced to mere ordinary soldiers in Ashen's army.
As for the third-class and second-class, they had become little more than laborers and support staff. In Ashen's army, formed through any means necessary, they were no more than insignificant ants.
Outside the temple, a massive and terrifying army was gradually taking shape. Sterl's eyes swept over the scene, and all he could see were dark masses of people. At the front, the third-class soldiers—used as cannon fodder—along with third-class pets and war beasts, numbered in the millions. And with every passing moment, new units were joining the ranks.
At the rear, legendary legions led by gods themselves were slowly assembling. The sheer aura emanating from them cast an oppressive, chilling atmosphere over the entire area, making it feel like a deathly silence, stretching for miles.
"This is impressive..." Sterl couldn't help but feel a sense of awe. He had underestimated the depth of these gods. After all, in the human race of the old Earth, third-class beings could control a large base or hold an important position in a family. They were the true upper echelons.
But here, in Ashen, they were nothing more than cannon fodder.
And to maintain the morale of the army, Ashen's methods were simple and brutal—truly an example of Spare the rod, spoil the child.
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