Chapter 281
Neo’s ears rang from the demon’s roar of pure agony. The creature staggered, black ichor spraying from the deep wounds Neo had carved into its chest. It slammed one clawed hand into the cracked earth, fingers digging deep. The ground trembled hard enough to send pebbles dancing. Then the blood came.
Thick, dark-red liquid boiled up from the soil in violent streams, shooting skyward. It gathered into a massive sphere that hung above them, pulsing like a second sun. Neo’s heart hammered against his ribs. The ball was enormous—easily the size of a house. He could not imagine where so much blood had come from.
The demon threw its head back and laughed, the sound wet and triumphant. "This is no common blood, boy. This is the blood of every hero and strong man who ever sealed me away. Their essence is richer than anything that flows in living veins."
Still holding the giant sphere aloft, the demon sliced the air with both claws. The ball split into hundreds of smaller ones, then thousands. Neo counted roughly two thousand crimson orbs hanging in the sky like grim stars. With a final snarl the demon sent them all streaking toward him.
Neo activated Torch Man Mode. Flames roared across his body, propelling him into the air. He twisted, rolled, and dove, dodging the blood spheres that howled after him. Each near miss left a wet, metallic scent in the air. The orbs multiplied even as he flew, new ones peeling off from the original mass. His lungs burned. His arms ached. Circling forever was not an option.
He froze in mid-air for half a second, mind racing. Then the system interface flickered open at his thought. He dumped one million mana stones into a single command and changed the property of every blood sphere to Inflamed. The orbs flared orange-red at once. Fire raced across their surfaces. Neo pointed both hands and unleashed a concentrated Pyro Beam. The beam swept through the swarm, and the inflamed blood balls ignited completely. They burned, shriveled, and vanished in rapid succession, leaving only drifting ash.
Neo dropped into a fighting stance and locked eyes with the demon. He charged. At the same time he raised both arms. Power of every element—fire, ice, lightning, stone, pure force—condensed into dozens of glowing spheres above him. Unlike the demon’s wild attack, Neo’s control was precise. The spheres streaked downward with perfect aim. They slammed into the demon one after another, punching through flesh and bone. The creature’s body convulsed, then collapsed in a steaming heap.
Neo stared at the corpse for a long moment. Rare materials. Precious. He stored the entire body in his inventory with a single thought, then turned.
Lus hovered a short distance away, purple eyes wide. She drifted forward until she floated directly in front of him. Neo’s hand settled on her waist almost without thinking. She caught his wrist, guided it lower, and pressed his palm firmly against the soft curve of her ass. Then she kissed him hard on the mouth.
"Take me to a hotel, my hero," she murmured against his lips. "I want to reward you properly. Not in some cheap inn."
Neo cursed under his breath. The woman was demanding. If the quest did not require finishing this cleanly he would have taken her right there on the blood-soaked ground. Still, a proper bed was the least he could manage. He nodded.
Torch Man Mode flared again. Flames lifted them both into the sky. "Can you keep up?" he asked.
"Yes," Lus answered without hesitation.
Neo opened the system map, locked onto the nearest town, and they shot forward. Minutes later they dropped onto the outskirts and walked the last stretch on foot. Inside the inn Neo approached the receptionist.
"Top VIP room."
"Forty thousand mana stones," the man said.
Neo handed over the payment without blinking. The receptionist passed him a heavy key. "Left side, first door."
They climbed the stairs and stepped inside. Neo’s eyes widened. The room was pure pink—walls, curtains, even the carpet. In the center sat a massive heart-shaped king bed piled with silk pillows.
He pulled Lus close and kissed her again, peeling her clothes away between deep, hungry presses of his mouth. Once she stood bare he took a slow look. Dark purple hair framed a sharp, beautiful face. A small mole sat on her right cheek. Her eyes were the same deep purple as her hair. Her body was all soft curves—heavy white breasts, narrow waist, wide hips, and thick thighs that looked made to be gripped.
Neo lifted her easily and laid her on her back. He parted her legs and settled between them, one large hand wrapping around a thick thigh. Lus twisted toward the shelf, grabbed a crystal bottle of perfume, and held it up.
"This is the hotel’s special blend. Expensive. It has a lust aphrodisiac that clings to skin and gets stronger the longer we’re at it."
Neo’s fourteen-inch cock was already hard and heavy in his hand. He lined the thick head against the slick entrance of her pussy. "Really? Why’s that?"
"Because it soaks into us and makes every thrust feel better," she said, tipping the bottle. Cool liquid splashed across her massive breasts, droplets sliding between the soft mounds and down her stomach.
Neo pushed forward. The fat head of his cock stretched her open. Lus’s hands flew upward and she cursed, voice tight.
"Fuck—your dickhead is huge. It’s stretching me so wide—"
He kept going, sinking inch after thick inch until he bottomed out and the tip kissed her cervix. Lus’s purple eyes fluttered. From her view Neo looked massive above her—broad shoulders blocking the light, arms corded with muscle, chest rising and falling, sweat already starting to shine across his skin. His thighs were thick and powerful between hers. The sheer size of him made her feel small and full at the same time.
Neo rolled his hips and started thrusting. Each deep stroke made her heavy breasts bounce and slap together. The wet sound of skin meeting skin filled the pink room—*slap, slap, slap*. Her pussy gripped him like a fist, hot and tight. He cursed under his breath at how strong the squeeze was. The friction dragged along every inch of his cock. He could see her face twist with every thrust, lips parted, purple eyes glassy. Sweat beaded on her collarbones and rolled into the valley of her breasts.
He drove harder, chasing the heat building at the base of his spine. Lus’s body shook under him. Her thick thighs trembled against his hips. The aphrodisiac perfume mixed with the scent of sex, making every breath heavier. Neo’s muscular arms flexed as he braced above her. From Lus’s side he looked like pure power—sweat-slick shoulders, veins standing out along his forearms, abs tightening with every snap of his hips. The sight alone made her clench harder around him.
Neo’s rhythm broke. Pleasure crashed through him and he came deep inside her, thick pulses flooding her pussy. Lus gasped at the sudden heat filling her. Before she could catch her breath he lifted her, sliding his hands under her legs so her knees hooked over his elbows. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him messily, tongues sliding together, saliva connecting their mouths in wet strands.
Neo gripped her massive ass cheeks, fingers sinking into the soft flesh, and kept thrusting. The new angle let him drive even deeper. Her breasts mashed against his hard chest. Sweat slicked both their bodies. Every wet slap of his hips against her ass sent fresh sparks through him. Lus moaned into his mouth, feeling the thick drag of his cock stretching her walls, the heat of his skin, the solid muscle of his arms holding her up like she weighed nothing.
He kept thrusting in her, chasing every ounce of pleasure her tight, wet pussy could give. Lus clung tighter, purple eyes locked on the powerful lines of his body, the way his shoulders flexed and his abs rolled with each deep stroke. The aphrodisiac made every sensation sharper. Neo’s heavy cock dragged against her most sensitive spots while her soft, feminine curves bounced and yielded under his strength.
And then Neo kept thrusting in her and enjoying her pussy the best he could. And then Mc kept thrusting in her trying to enjoy her body