Chapter 312 – Episode 312 – So Arwen Opens a New Gate to Hell.

This is how Spear ended up becoming a madman.

“Haa, haa, haa, haa…”

Arwen, a woman with dark blue short hair who was trapped in the same space as Spear, was also suffering from tentacle hell.

“Damn, damn, damn…”

Just like the spear, Arwen had a tentacle stuck in her nostril. While stuck, the tentacle wriggled constantly and constantly spewed out semen. Semen poured through her nose and down Arwen’s throat. The semen that could not enter flowed down the tentacle stuck in the hole.

“Fuck, damn, damn… Huh?”

There was also a tentacle stuck between the crotch.

Two very thick and very long tentacles, as thick as the items of Advent, were playing with Arwen’s pussy and her anus. Originally, Arwen had a tentacle that served as a man’s penis between her crotch, blocking the entrance to her vagina, but not now.

The tentacle that had been bothering Arwen all along went somewhere else. So the pussy she thought would be safe had no choice but to be toyed with by the tentacles.

“Uuuuu.

Arwen gritted her teeth and tried to hold on.

“Ugh, ugh, ugh!”

The pleasure that arises when a tentacle penetrates the entrance to the vagina.

The pleasure that arises when a tentacle passes through a crack.

The pleasure that arises when the cervix, which was never intended to be pierced, is breached by a tentacle.

Arwen tried her best to endure the pleasure that arose every time the tentacle pounded the uterine wall.

“Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh!”

The pleasure that comes from tentacles penetrating the anus.

The pleasure that arises as the tentacle pushes into the large intestine.

Arwen tried her best to endure the pleasure that arose as the tentacles moved in and out, the intestines repeatedly expanding and contracting.

Arwen tried her best to hold back. Even though she knew that a cry was about to burst out of his throat, Arwen covered his mouth.

‘I can’t lose. I can’t lose…’

Because if you scream out loud nonsense, it’s no different from acknowledging it.

Because he admits that he is a slave to the grid, and admitting it is no different from screaming.

Arwen didn’t want to lose to that guy who was her biological father’s enemy, whom she couldn’t even remember properly.

So let’s be patient. Let’s endure it unconditionally. Just endure it unconditionally…

“Hkkkk?”

At that moment, a foreign substance was injected into Arwen’s head.

“Aaaaah, ahhh, ah, no…”

Like the Spear, Arwen had countless tentacles sticking out of the back of her head. The tentacles that penetrated the skull and into the brain developed numerous tentacles.

Tentacles as thin as threads protruded and spread throughout Arwen’s brain. In an instant, the land called the brain was taken over by roots called tentacles.

In that state, the tentacles began to release.

“Ah, ahhh, no, stop, stop…”

It began to release an extreme poison called Magi. Once accepted, an extreme poison that would increase one’s sexual desire to the extreme spread into Arwen’s head.
It didn’t just spread out to the limit of her head.

Demonic energy spread evenly through the nervous system. As demonic energy spread throughout her body, Arwen’s face became more and more contemplative. She was terrified that something she didn’t want was happening.

‘Oh, no, no. If this happens, I…’

I will give in to pleasure. I’m going to give in and scream. She’s going to go through something like that again.
Again, again, again! And things will go according to his will.

So you have to be patient. I have to endure it…

Arwen, who was repeating that,

“Ahh, ahhh, ahhh…”

I couldn’t stand it.

“Aaaaah! Ahhohook, hoooook, hoooook!”

It was impossible for a mere human to block the tidal wave of sexual desire that was amplified over and over again.

In the end, Arwen let out all her screams.

“Ohhhhh, hoooooh, ohhhhh, ohhhhh, ohhhhh!”

I can’t stand it. I just can’t stand it. I cannot control this feeling that is boiling up in my heart, a feeling called pleasure created by the devil. Even though I know I need to control it, I just can’t do it.

I just want to vent. I want to let it all out. I want to release all the toxins that have filled my body, or rather, the pleasure called toxins.

In line with that desire, Arwen continued to scream.

“Hoo-ok, ho-oo-ok, ho-oo-ok, ho-oo-ok!”

Each time the tentacle stuck in my nostril pumped more semen.

Every time the tentacle stuck in my vagina hits the uterine wall more vigorously,

The tentacle stuck in her anus moved in and out with more force, expanding her intestines, and each time it came back, Arwen could feel more pleasure.

As the demonic energy invaded her body, Arwen could feel more and more pleasure.

Because she could feel it, her screaming also increased in intensity.
It was so high that the large tentacle that swallowed Arwen’s head was shaking.

After being toyed with by the tentacles,

“Hokkook, hokkook, hokkook, hokkook!”

The tentacle ejected semen.

The master’s pure white seed poured into Arwen’s pussy and Arwen’s intestines. Semen poured out of both holes at the same time, and soon my stomach swelled. Arwen opened her mouth wide, trembled, and lowered her head.

As I bowed down, my head hit the puddle of semen below. It was a puddle formed by the constant flow of semen from her nose.

[It’s a good picture.]

The man answered as he looked at Arwen convulsing with her tongue sticking out.

[I want to take a picture of this, but it’s too bad I can’t.]

It was impossible for anyone else to come in here.

This is because the space made up of black tentacles was very narrow.

It’s a space where Spear and Arwen can barely fit, but can a third person enter?

Moreover, Arwen’s head is now wrapped in large tentacles, just like her spear.
It’s wrapped like that, so who can come in?

Still, a man’s voice was heard.

[If I had left it, I would have shown it to Glandy and Cardian right away…]

A large tentacle came down in front of Arwen. A man’s voice was coming out through the tentacle.

Through the mouth of the tentacle that had been controlling Arwen until now.

[Isn’t that right, Perpone?]

[Yes, ha, ha, ha… Let’s add a function to take pictures later. Master, it will be possible.]

Kangrim asked while holding Perpone, and Perpone nodded her head. The sound of the viper panting was vividly transmitted through its tentacles.

“G-grid…”

When the enemy’s voice was heard, Arwen’s white eyes turned purple again. She raised her head and glared at the tentacle where the voice was coming from.

“Leave me alone, I won’t…”

[I don’t know how many times I hear that. I can only respect you for saying something like that when you suffer all the time.]

Kanglim said as if he was amazed by Arwen’s still consistent reaction.

[The ending was decided anyway, but it was a lot of trouble.]

Of course, I wasn’t truly saying it was great, I was just ridiculing it.

[I’ll tell you some good news. The spear is broken.]

“S-Mr. Spear?”

Arwen’s pupils shook greatly at the news that the gray-haired elf trapped in this dirty space like her had met her end.

[Now you won’t have to fight like a lone wolf. Because I can now work well with the elves.]

“Well, like that…”

[So you too, surrender quickly, Arwen. Everyone bowed their heads to me, but what do you think will change if you don’t bow your head?]

That was true.

[Slowly admit reality. No one will help you The same go for those outside the kingdom. If you were a valuable being, you would have come to save me right away, but you didn’t come, right?]

There was nothing Arwen could do.

Here, even if she miraculously manages to escape, Arwen can’t do anything.
Her hometown she would return to was gone, and there was no one to welcome her back.
She has no fleet to command, and she has no monster powers.

All that is left is a body that has been remodeled by Grid and his gang until its soul is crushed to pieces, and a soul that is on the verge of being reduced to dust.

She is stuck in a dead end, and there is no way to get out of it, and struggling will only make her more miserable.

[If you think about it, you are also responsible for destroying the Spear. Because I broke her by saying I would fulfill her shallow dream of resisting me. It is entirely your fault that the Spear is broken.]

“That’s you!”

[Yes, it is my responsibility. Because I also contributed. But…]

In response to Arwen’s rebuttal, Kanglim said.

[If you had surrendered, the Spear would not have been so horribly damaged.]

“…”

[You can’t deny that, right?]

Makes her break her spear with her own hands. She breaks Arwen’s spirit by making her do things that are no different from the devil. If she collapses, she will be one step closer to the door to the surrender ending.

The ending was a bit twisted, but in conclusion, it was a success.

“…”

Look at Arwen, who lowered her head without saying anything.
It is clearly visible that she is in shock and unable to speak.
She probably secretly blames herself. By blaming, she will abuse herself.

It shakes the heart of Arwen who was so abused. If that’s possible, she doesn’t need to proceed with Plan B…

“… “Don’t know.”

[Hmm?]

Suddenly Arwen muttered and Kangrim had a question mark in her head,

“Stop being funny, you bastard!”

Arwen was furious.

“You did it all. You did it all! It’s all because of you, but how dare you try to frame me? You damn bastard!”

[…]

“I don’t fall. I can’t fall down. Never! You won’t get your way! No matter what! I will definitely kill you!”

[… Wow.]

Did he still have the strength left to strike? I thought this would be enough to break her spirit, but did she still have the will to fight? I don’t know if it was a bluff or not, but after seeing Arwen’s attitude, Kanglim was able to decide on her policy.

[I guess I’ll have to go to plan B. Titania. Get some pigeons ready. Send me a letter.]

“What are you going to do again?”

Arwen asked, instinctively realizing that she was about to do something outrageous again.

[You will find out later. You will regret making the same choice today.]

“What on earth… “Huh?”

Arwen could not continue her words any longer.

“Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!”

This is because the black tentacle from which Kanglim’s voice came burrowed into Arwen’s mouth.

The tentacle, which was no longer a speaker but had returned to its original form as a specialized tool for humiliation, entered into infinite piston motion.

The more she went in and out, the more obscene sounds came out of Arwen’s mouth.

“Budge, stupid, right, right!”

Plan B. What on earth are you planning? What kind of hell are you putting yourself in?

Arwen could not hear what plan B Kanglim had mentioned until she ate until she vomited semen and passed out.