Chapter 188 – Episode 188 – Master’s Mother Is Confused by the Voices of the Fallen Blood Relatives.

“Why, why are the voices of blood relatives…”

I thought I was being murdered. Grid, angry at his continued resistance, thought he was going to take his own life. He knew how to steal, reshape his corpse, and use it as a monster.

I did, but what the hell is this? Why do I hear the voices of my kin through the filthy tentacle monster?

No,

Why do blood relatives speak like this?

-Good, good, I really like being toyed with by tentacles!

-Fuck more, please more. More, more, more!

– I want to give birth to more. I want to give birth to more. I want to give birth to more!

Why are my blood relatives voicing lust? Why are you enjoying being toyed with by tentacles? Why do you want tentacles? Why are you asking for semen? Why do you want to give birth to this demon child? Aren’t you supposed to be resisting? Shouldn’t he endure until he dies rather than face a disgraceful humiliation like himself?

Something went wrong. That blood relatives who inherited the blood of our great ancestors would collapse in just two days?

It can’t be.
The pride is so high that it cannot be compared to the Roseeum mercenaries. Defeat and submission are considered disgrace, and dying on the battlefield is an honor.
Everyone has been taught this teaching since childhood, and this teaching has continued to this day.

Why are such educated blood relatives acting like sex slaves? It’s only been two days, but everyone has raised the white flag? Raising the white flag and deciding to become this devil’s livestock?

This cannot happen.

“What, what, what did you do…”

It shouldn’t happen.

“Tongue, what did you do to your blood relatives…”

It shouldn’t even happen.

“Why, why, why everyone… Yes, you bastard…”

To be the sex slave of a holy master. The fact that such a miraculous thing happens…

“Why is everyone playing master’s song…Uh?”

For a moment, Ramses was dazed.

“Why, why did I think that…”

Being a Grid’s sex slave is a miracle? Why did you think that way? What made you happy? No matter how much I can’t escape the cock, my hatred for this guy will not change. It doesn’t change, so why do bad thoughts come to my head?

-Master, master, semen, please semen.

-Give us the semen. Semen, semen.

-Give us all semen. I will give birth to many children.

The voices of the clan continue to be heard. The voices of the slaves who abandoned their honor and pride continue to be heard. The cries of the cattle continued to echo in Ramses’ head,

“Oh, no. I can’t be a slave. Joe, I can’t like it. I can’t…”

Ramses became more and more assimilated to that voice.

“I am the great Grid…No, a slave inherited from the blood of my ancestors…No, I am a warrior, a warrior! A warrior and a slave…No! I am not like that…”

Who are you? You serve someone great, but who is that someone? Ancestors or Grids? Are you a slave or a warrior? Or is it both? With his memories jumbled, Ramses was thrown into mayhem.

Watching Ramses fall into confusion, Gangrim grinned.

‘I did it by chance, but the effect is amazing.’

Ramses is proud of inheriting the blood of his great ancestors.
Since he inherited the blood of his great ancestors, he takes it for granted that there is no option to surrender, and he considers the blood of his ancestors the same as he did.

So Kang-rim thought.

What if the blood relatives were corrupted?

What if, contrary to Ramses’ thought, it had long since fallen?

What if the voices of the fallen kin were heard and the driving force that made Ramses endure?

If that happens, wouldn’t Ramses also collapse?

With that thought, Kang-rim connected. Through the tentacles Ramses was able to hear the voices of the hearts of the Ramid Island clans trapped in the incubation room. He didn’t just listen, he even took action to assimilate to the voice.

“I am a warrior, a warrior, a warrior, a warrior, a warrior…”

Now Ramses is struggling desperately not to assimilate,

“Ehe, ehehe, I’m a warrior ehehe, no…No, a warrior, ehe, ehehe, ehehe…”

Seeing her laughing as if she had lost her mind, Kang-rim sensed that her own judgment was not wrong.

“Take it as it is, mother.”

Terris squeezed Ramses’ nipples harder.
White milk flowed out from between her fingers gripping her fleshy mass.

“Aaaaang!”

Ramses let out a scream.
My back stiffened, and my juices gushed out.

“Am I right? So take it, the glory of Lamid Island is over.”
“Oh no, I, I, I am!”

Ramses’ brown tits turned white as Terris squeezed her hands.
Milk dripped from his breasts, which had turned white. Terris continued to massage her mother’s milk-soaked breasts, each time Ramses climaxed. Every time he did this, the thoughts of the blood relatives that entered his head flowed intact to Ramses.

‘Okay, let’s do more.’

Seeing this, Kang-rim thought to himself.

‘I have to push harder.’

At this rate, Ramses’ fall may be certain, but we must drive a wedge. Because he doesn’t want to go over Eoyeongbuyeong and get stabbed in the back. Advent has already created the means to do so.

“Come, come.”

Kang-rim snapped her fingers. Brown tentacles descended from the ceiling. At the end, as expected, there was an injection needle. Seeing that, Ramses’ face turned pale.

“And again, and again, what are you going to do?”

Are you really going to kill me? Ramses was terrified,

-Hook!

“Ugh?”

It was Advent, not Ramses, who was pierced. The tentacle stuck in the root of his cock wriggled and thrust something into it. After putting everything in, the tentacle withdrew.

After a while,

“Ohhhhh, this is good, very good!”

Penis enlarged. It was so thick and long that it was impossible to imagine that it belonged to a human being. Kang-rim trembled with joy at the overflowing power of the ghost.

“Muh, what, what did you do? Why did it get bigger?”

How can you grow a dick that’s already big? What were you thinking when you did that? What else are you going to do with that? Are you trying to kill yourself? Are you trying to kill him by rupturing his intestines?

“These are the ancestors.”

It was Terris who answered Ramses’ question.

“The thoughts of our ancestors are contained in Grid’s cock.”
“That, that’s nothing, what kind of bullshit, bullshit?”
“It’s not bullshit.”

Terris shook her head.

“The remains of our ancestors and the liquid that melted their thoughts were injected. Grid is now accepting the power of our ancestors.”
“Don’t say something that makes sense. There’s no way that’s possible!”
“Is it possible.”

Approaching Ramses, who denied it, Advent answered.

“It’s the same method I used on my mother.”

Once, her stepmother, Hera, was fed a liquid that dissolved the thoughts and remains of a dead young lord. By feeding on her, she forcibly transformed Hera into her undead.

She used the same method this time as well. Using tentacles, they unearthed the remains of Ramses’ ancestors who had not yet returned to the earth. The remains, the thoughts left behind in those remains, and his own demonic energy were mixed to make it into a liquid. He injects the liquid into himself.

The result was an enormously enlarged cock.

“Well, I have no intention of becoming a corpse.”

Could the master of her demonic power become undead because she was victimized by her own demonic energy? Don’t eat it, use it. Advent absorbed the memories contained in her thoughts.

‘Is this the memory of the ancestors that Ramses was talking about?’

Comes into my mind

Dark past. You can see the ancestors of Ramses who fought to unify the blood relatives torn apart by division.

As they fought, they became stronger. If the enemy is strong, he uses that power against him to fight. They were ignorant stoneheads who only used the method of breaking through head-on, but their power was ignorant enough to use such a breakthrough, and they developed numerous fighting methods to stick to it.

The battle tactics they used came into my head. The fighting method they used to break through frontally comes into my head. If this can be applied to Grid’s combat method, it will be useful in many ways.

And I have to pay for this to the ghosts.

[The body, the body…]

A voice is heard.

[A body to us, a body to be maintained…]

[A body, a body, a body to serve for the master!]

[Come on, body, body, body, body!]

A voice cries out for a new body. Ghosts who don’t even remember their names cling to Kang-rim. Ramses and Terris could not be seen, but Advent could see them.

The figure of the skeleton gourds who begged for a chance to live again in this world. It’s just an illusion, but seeing it surrounded by skull gourds is terrifying to anyone.

Kang-rim made it all like this.

‘Yes, yes. I’ll give.’

Reformed the thoughts. Instead of the memory of being a warrior, the memory of serving the master was implanted. Use your own magic. Thoughts could not resist it. If the soul was in a normal state, it might have been able to endure, but unfortunately these are just dregs. Remnants left on the ground, unable to ascend to the sky like the main body, due to lingering lingering feelings in the world. It was absurd to say that remnants worn out by the storms of time resisted the devil’s tricks.

The spirits that were modified like that surrendered all of their fighting methods to Kang-rim. In return, he wanted to give him a new body to serve Advent.

There were two living sacrifices who would make that body.

“Evil!”

Kang-rim snapped her fingers again. The tentacle stuck in the crown of Ramses was freed. Ramses just fell asleep. The tentacles that restrained his limbs were released, but Ramses was unable to stand up.

“I, I, am a warrior. No, not a slave. I, I…”

It was because I was fighting not to be played by the lewd minds of my blood relatives that remained in my head.

“Come on, both of you lie down.”

Kang-rim gave instructions.

“The ancestors are hoping to be reborn, so let’s hurry up.”
“Seo, Seonjo-sama?”

Why does he say that he is an ancestor? Ramses was momentarily suspicious.

It didn’t take long for him to realize the suspicion with his body.