The Vastness of Magical Destiny
Chapter 832: Volume 25 Battle Against the Current - 19 Training (2)

Chapter 832: Volume 25 Battle Against the Current Chapter 19 Training (2)

"Heh heh, stop? Why should I stop? Is it wrong to admire beautiful things? Hahaha, seeing Saint Iliana like this makes me feel extremely delighted." Komer approached with a feigned smile, his fingers suddenly lifting her delicate cheek like lightning. Tears brimmed in her eyes, her graceful nose twitched slightly, and her cherry lips remained stubbornly clamped shut. The look in her eyes did not hide her disdain and hatred for Komer, mixed, of course, with a measure of fear.

Komer felt an itch in his heart that was hard to endure. He gently pressed his finger against her soft lips, the slick, damp sensation pleasing him greatly. This little woman truly seemed like a delightful gem. Yet, it seemed a pity to conquer her just with Uma’s aid. Carefully grooming her for a while might be a good choice. If Uma completely dominated this woman’s body and mind, it might become a bit dull.

Iliana struggled desperately to stop him with her hands, but Uma, powered by Komer’s mana, clearly wouldn’t let her succeed. Her violent struggles only made her body twist more intensely, causing her robe to shake uncontrollably.

"Beast! Demon! You will receive your retribution!" Tears uncontrollably streamed down her face. Iliana could find no suitable words to curse him. She wasn’t a curse mage, and these curses had no effect on Komer. Instead, they only stimulated Komer’s desire for conquest more. The pleasure of conquest came from the process, not the result. Komer’s brain was spinning on how to make this process memorable. Perhaps keeping this woman constantly in a state of resistance and defiance would be more tantalizing. However, managing the degree to which she posed no threat to him while allowing himself to relish the resistance and provocation was truly a testament to his skill.

"Retribution? Retribution is just something your Church of Light devoutly believes in. Me? I’ve never been a follower of the Church of Light. To me, the concept of retribution is meaningless. Don’t they say that belief makes things real, and disbelief makes them not? I don’t believe, so such retribution doesn’t exist for me." Komer’s face slowly moved closer to hers, tear-stained and lovely, as he spoke word by word, "Shouldn’t the Saintess of the Church of Light be fearless of a demon’s methods? Don’t you always believe you can eradicate darkness invincibly? Haha, let us see what method the Saintess of the Bright Holy Teaching has to purge this heretic!"

Before his words ended, Komer suddenly grabbed Iliana’s upper robe along with her undergarment. With a "whoosh," he ripped them apart forcefully into two pieces, shattering them from the middle. Amid Iliana’s sharp cries of alarm, a half-nude beauty was thus exposed in front of Komer.

Two balls of light lit up again, brightening the room thoroughly. Komer deeply inhaled the fragrance emanating from Iliana’s body, which was delicate, fresh, and soothing to his senses. The seducing scent lingered in Komer’s nose, seeping into his brain. Although he did not intend to savor this long-cherished mellow wine immediately, swaying it under his nose to let the fragrance slowly release and savoring it was also a supreme enjoyment.

Iliana had never expected such a vile and lowly act from him. His cheek pressing against her chest nearly caused her to collapse mentally, the immense shame making her unsure how to relieve her inner humiliation. Tears had already filled her cheeks. She wanted to tear this shameless person before her into pieces, but she was utterly immobilized. The segment of spiritual power entrenched in her body was becoming increasingly potent, forcing her to focus all her attention on resisting this more dangerous individual. The physical degradation was temporary, but if her spirit was controlled by this evil person, she feared she would indeed spend her life in the Dark Abyss.

Komer pressed his cheek against Iliana’s bosom, his rationality being burned away bit by bit by her soft, enticingly fragrant body. He had to take deep breaths to restrain his impulses. The fight within her body was at a deadlock. With his help, Uma seemed to gain the upper hand, but the closer they got to her core, the resistance increased exponentially. Both Uma and Komer realized they had underestimated the Saintess of the Bright Holy Teaching’s resilience and tenacity.

Excellent, this is what presents a challenge. I like it!