Chapter 287
Neo held Vel’s wrists firmly together behind her back with one strong hand, his fingers like iron bands around her soft skin. He positioned himself behind her in the dim cell, his muscular body towering over her curvaceous form. With a deep grunt, he thrust into her pussy from behind, hard and steady. Each powerful stroke made her massive breasts swing and bounce wildly, the heavy flesh slapping together with rhythmic smacks. Vel gasped sharply, her body jolting forward with every impact.
"Fuck, Neo... you’re so deep," she moaned, her voice husky and desperate. She could feel every thick inch of him stretching her walls, his heavy balls slapping against her with wet sounds. From her view, Neo looked like a god of raw power—his broad shoulders flexing, sweat glistening on his chiseled chest and abs, his thick arms bulging as he held her in place. His manly legs, corded with muscle, drove him forward relentlessly. She loved how dominant he felt, how his huge cock filled her completely, making her clench around him in waves of pleasure.
Neo felt the intense heat of her pussy gripping his dick like a velvet vice. "You’re so fucking tight, Vel. Taking me like a good girl," he growled, leaning down to bite her lower lip hard enough to make her whimper. He took his time with each thrust, savoring the warm, slick embrace inside her. Her juices coated him, dripping down her thighs as he pounded deeper. The pleasure built like fire in his veins. He could see her huge ass rippling with every collision, her feminine body submitting perfectly to his strength. Tension crackled between them—the risk of being in this cell, the raw need driving them both.
With a final, powerful thrust, Neo buried himself to the hilt and came hard, flooding her pussy with hot spurts. Vel cried out, her body shaking as she felt him pulse inside her, marking her deeply.
Neo pulled out slowly, his cock still hard and slick. "Get into a squat position," he commanded, his voice low and authoritative. "Keep moving up and down for me."
Vel obeyed, lowering into a deep squat that showcased her enormous, round ass. The position made her cheeks spread slightly, her body glistening with sweat. Neo parted those soft, plump cheeks with both hands, admiring the view—her perfect feminine curves begging for more. He pushed his thick cock against her tight asshole and drove in all the way, groaning at the intense squeeze. "Shit, Vel... your ass is milking me so good."
She gasped at the fullness, seeing stars. From her perspective, Neo’s powerful frame hugged her from behind, his groin pressed flush against her ass. His broad chest felt warm and solid against her back, his muscular arms wrapping around her waist. They started moving together—rising and falling in sync. Every time they lowered, his dick sank deep into her ass, squeezed by her clenching muscles. Every rise pulled him almost out, only to slam back in. "Neo... ahh! It’s so big... filling my ass completely," she panted, her voice breaking with pleasure. The friction was electric, her body trembling as they found the perfect rhythm.
Neo loved the sight—her huge ass bouncing on his cock, the way her walls gripped him in relentless waves. Sweat dripped down his abs, mixing with hers. "That’s it, ride it just like that. Fuck, you’re perfect." They moved faster, unified in motion, until Neo couldn’t hold back. He came deep in her ass with a guttural moan, pumping rope after rope of cum inside her.
He pulled out carefully, watching his seed leak from her. "Final position," Neo said, his breath heavy but commanding. He pushed Vel back against the cold wall, her back pressing flat. He lifted one of her thick, soft thighs high, draping it over his broad shoulder. She balanced on one foot, her body open and vulnerable, trying to steady herself as best she could. Neo aligned his still-hard cock with her dripping pussy and thrust in slowly, inch by inch, savoring how her tight walls clenched around him in powerful, milking waves.
Vel hugged his neck tightly, pulling him closer. She kissed him deeply, her tongue dancing with his. Up close, Neo looked even more intense—his sharp jaw clenched, eyes dark with lust, sweat beading on his forehead and running down his muscular neck. His wide shoulders blocked out the world, his strong arms supporting her leg effortlessly. "Neo... your cock is hitting so deep... I can feel every vein," she whispered hotly against his lips, her body shaking as pleasure surged through her.
Neo pressed her harder against the wall, thrusting with controlled power. "You feel incredible, Vel. So wet and hot for me." Her pussy squeezed him relentlessly, waves of tightness pulling him in. Her leg quivered on his shoulder, her massive breasts crushed against his chest. The tension peaked—her moans filling the cell, his grunts mixing with the wet sounds of their bodies. Finally, Neo came again, filling her pussy once more. He pulled out, watching thick cum leak down her thighs.
Neo grabbed a piece of clean fabric from nearby and gently wiped her pussy, cleaning her with surprising care. He helped her slip back into her clothes, his hands lingering on her curves. They both straightened up, dressing fully and tidying themselves. The air still hummed with their shared heat, but duty called.
As they left the cell together, Neo walked beside Vel. Suddenly, she stopped, shoved him back inside with surprising force, and slammed the door. "You stay here," she snarled, drawing a golden sword. She slashed toward him with all her might, the blade whistling through the air.
But Neo was ready. In a flash, he teleported away, vanishing from the cell and reappearing in the Nyx tribe territory. His quest was complete. He sat on his throne, rubbing his chin thoughtfully. He had already gathered crucial information about Princess Nana and the Queen. It seemed that right after Neo had disappeared during his intense fight with Yal, the eldest hydro princess, the Queen had taken young Nana and visited her grandmother.
Neo shook his head with a small smile. He would meet the cute Nana next time, when he had a free moment. For now, a new quest notification popped up in his vision, along with rewards waiting in his inventory. He felt a surge of satisfaction—the progress was real.
Soon, Veya approached the throne with her usual confident stride. She was sharp and inventive, her eyes always calculating. "The war-type robots are mostly finished," she reported. "Just some final touches needed."
Neo nodded, leaning forward. "How many can you deploy now?"
Veya straightened. "1.2 million robots, all at 27-star strength. The high-quality resources you brought let me boost them by a full star."
That was enough to build his own faction, Neo thought, a spark of ambition in his eyes. He dismissed her for now. "You can leave."
As Veya turned to go, Neo checked his skills: Optimization and Dimensional Swordsmanship. He grinned, deciding to fuse them with his own swordsmanship. The process began, energy humming around him. Then a notification flashed—another skill had been detected, one that could elevate swordsmanship quality. His eyes widened as he reviewed the system log.
It was a skill called "Pericer," a simple but rare one gifted by the gilf cal.
Neo grinned wider and fused everything together. The result: a new skill named Domination Swordsmanship. Using it would let him dominate anyone with a sword, as long as they were only two levels higher in swordsmanship than him.
He gulped, realizing how powerful this would be. His journey to the Find Kingdom hadn’t been wasted. He called Veya back briefly. "What about the rest of the girls? Can you make inventions to boost their combat power?"
Veya nodded efficiently. "Simple job. No need to worry."
Neo patted her head affectionately as she left again. He sat back, mind racing. There were still two weeks left before the massive battle between heaven and demons. Curiosity burned about the demons in the Find Kingdom. He pulled the red demon corpse from his inventory and revived it with a focused pulse of energy.
The demon stirred, looking up at Neo with wary respect. Neo asked directly, "Do you know the way to the Demon Realm?"
The demon nodded. "I do, Master. But opening a portal there is complicated. It requires a massive amount of mana."
Neo replied calmly, "I can provide whatever mana is needed. Perform the ritual. I’ll supply the power."
The demon agreed and requested chalk. Neo handed it over. The demon drew a complex magic circle on the ground with precise strokes. Neo connected his mana threads to it. "Keep supplying continuous mana to the circle," the demon instructed, "and I’ll chant the ritual to open the portal."
Neo nodded and began channeling a huge flow of his mana into the circle. The lines glowed brighter and brighter until the entire circle lit up with a vibrant purple light. The portal shimmered into existence.
The demon wiped his forehead, breathing heavily. "Master let’s hurry up and enter the portal would be open only for a 30 seconds at most."