Cheat Awakening

"Sigh, this is going to be a pain in the ass now. I can't even ask Big Sis for help as she would be having fun with my clone. If she finds out that she's spending her most wonderful moment with a clone, I am dead for sure. Let alone helping me, if she doesn't destroy the city out of anger, then it would be a miracle," Myne thought while rubbing his forehead, and started walking toward the platform.

However, suddenly his attention was also attracted by the shaking coffin Drakthor had previously been messing around with. But now that bastard had joined the fun with other men and was getting a blowjob from two middle-aged ladies, who looked like if they didn't get his semen, they would die the next moment.

Most importantly, their expressions didn't look fake, and even if they came to Myne, after seeing them in such a condition, and their pleading look, it might be hard for even him to refuse them, let alone Drakthor, who didn't care about life and death for any of the people present here.

Curiously, Myne snapped his fingers, and his telekinetic skill instantly opened the coffin. However, after seeing the sight inside, he closed it as fast as possible.

"F*ck! What the hell was that? How can she be still alive in that kind of condition? Those cockroaches and rats are running inside her body. Damn it, I will never be able to get rid of this gruesome image. Whoever bastard came up with this kind of torture couldn't be hume.

There were more than 50 cockroaches and rats... She should have killed herself instead of continuously suffering," Myne muttered with a hint of sympathy in his voice, before waving his hand. A red, small hexagram circle appeared under the coffin, and the next moment, a 2-meter tall fire tornado rose from the circle and within a few seconds burned the coffin and everything inside it.

However, Myne's move not only released that poor girl from suffering but also attracted everyone's attention. Edward, who was patiently waiting for Myne and Drakthor to observe his art pieces and come to him, couldn't help frowning because he recognized the thing Myne had burned, and with the other party's decision, he knew they were not going to have a peaceful conversation.

"Go and seal the entire place. It's time to do what we've been preparing for such a long time," Edward said while getting up from his seat and walking toward the statue behind him.

The bull-man, who was more of his secretary than a bodyguard, nodded and left with five people of his race.

Because there were too many girls suffering inhumanely, and Myne also saw Edward making his move, he didn't continue wandering around and quickly walked toward the platform. Drakthor also emerged from the blessland seeing Myne's attack, after quickly feeding both ladies before him what they desired, he pulled up his pants and caught up with him.

"How was it? Did you enjoy that?" Myne asked coldly, seeing Drakthor come running toward him.

"Well, it was okay. Those two ladies seemed new in this field, and their techniques weren't anything worth mentioning, but they looked good, and their expressions were very admirable, so I can't refuse them, and fulfil their wish, you can't blame me for this.

If you were there, I can guarantee that they would have surely made you lower your pants," Drakthor replied with a chuckle, not caring about the fact that he was in an old man's body, and his words didn't quite suit the other party's age.

"Do you think he is about to summon that demon?" Myne didn't take Drakthor's words seriously and asked with a frown. He could already hear Edward chanting unknown incantations in demonic language which he could understand thanks to The Fate Ring, which was again starting to release dim vibrant purple light, only he could see, but didn't know their meanings.

"Yes, and the process had already been completed.

It's just he didn't seem to know that except for the first three words which were real summoning spells, the rest of everything he was saying was just nonsense to fool people, so if there was someone who wanted to stop him, he would think that they still have time since he was still chanting, which would earn the statue enough time to gather mana from the surroundings and call Zarathunathis inside it.

This is a very useful trick, all demons do it when they leave their artefacts in other worlds, so some greedy fools can summon them," Drakthor said with a smile, seeming he had also tried this trick and it worked well for him as well.

BOOM!

Just as they both reached near the platform, suddenly a loud booming sound echoed in the entire hall, and extremely thick and heavy metal doors closed both entrances at the front and back, locking everyone inside, and sending a wave of fear through all the men who were having the time of their lives.

They all hurriedly rushed toward the metal doors, leaving their partners behind, who were crazily yelling their names. Soon, they also caught up with them like hungry animals.

As the men reached the door and confirmed that they wouldn't go out, they all stared at each other, not knowing what to do. However, suddenly nearly a hundred women surrounded the seventy-plus men and forcefully started intimating with them. Despite the men beating them or trying to push them away, the women didn't care and just wanted to have sex with them.

Soon, everything became chaotic, and blood started flowing out as crazy men, consumed by fear and desperation to escape from this hellhole, began brutally beating all the women. These women seem to have lost the feeling of pain, and no matter how or where they got hit, until they lost their breath, they kept trying to get close to the nearby men for more sex.

Myne and Drakthor watched this gruesome scene with shocked expressions. They couldn't understand what could make these women go so crazy for sex to this point, that they would rather die than not have it.

At that moment, Myne suddenly noticed that two middle-aged ladies, whom Drakthor had previously helped to satisfy their thirst a little bit, actually didn't follow the crowd, Instead, they rushed toward them like hungry ghosts. Anyone seeing their faces, unless something was wrong with their head, would instantly want to run away from them rather than wait and get f*cked to death.

"M...a...s...t...e...r!!!"

They called out in an extremely creepy voice while staring at Drakthor. Seeing this, Myne instantly moved away while breathing a sigh of relief. It seemed like they specifically came for their dear master, not for him.

"You have quite a talent. Look how crazy they are behind your little brother. It seems like tonight is going to be very long for you. I hope this old body of yours can withstand this level of crazy pressure and not collapse midway. Otherwise, those two poor ladies would be very sad," Myne teased, giving Drakthor, who had a dark face, a look of taking pleasure in other people's misfortune.

"Shut up, and I have already satisfied them once. This old body needs time to recover. Sorry, ladies, but next time," Drakthor yelled at Myne. Waving his hand, both ladies who were about to jump on Drakthor, as if grabbed by invisible hands, flew away from him and landed at the entrance from where they came, where a one-sided slaughter was going on.

Those two ladies, after seeing a lot of men around them, seemed to forget about Drakthor and instantly rushed toward other men. Soon, they also followed the fate of the other women and said goodbye to this world.

"How cruel! I thought you liked them and would only knock them out, but directly sending them to their death? I can only say, as expected from a demon, you are truly an ungrateful bastard. No wonder your wife is cheating on you. Who can stay with a stone-hearted demon like you?" Myne shook his head, throwing a fireball at Edward.

Even though he knew it was useless, he simply couldn't stand listening to the other party's nonsense anymore.

Just as the fireball was about to hit the back of Edward's head, a random Bullman appeared out of nowhere and blocked it with his shield. The other guards, previously motionless behind the statue, quickly formed a protective barrier around Edward, their intent to defend him to death was clear as mana water.

"I also wanted a team of such disciplined, powerful, and cool-looking guards, not for protection but just to show off," Myne muttered enviously, eyeing the two-meter-tall, muscular men armed to the teeth Bull people. "It really gives people a good feeling having such a powerful team behind you, ready to protect you at any moment without caring about their life.

When my clan officially starts, I will buy hundreds of them, and let them protect it all day and night. Let's see if anyone dares to mess around then."

"Here, if you ever come to hell, you can visit this place. I have some contacts there, and they really sell good products. You can buy as many powerful guards as you want, and trust me, they will be absolutely loyal and fearless," Drakthor said, taking out a red steel card from seemingly nowhere and handing it to Myne.

Surprisingly, there was nothing written on it except a symbol of a cart filled with countless people and pulled by an unknown strange monster.

"It will only activate when you are in hell. Outside, it is just a random metal card, nothing special," Drakthor explained, seeing the confusion on Myne's face.
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"You seem to know a lot of things. No matter what I ask, you have an answer. I wonder what you actually do in hell," Myne spoke with amazement while putting the card into his inventory.

"Hahaha, actually, it..."

BOOOM!