Novel Full Chapter 297 - Desecration of a Holy Maiden
Chapter 297: Desecration of a Holy Maiden
Seeing Yang Ling coming closer, stretching out his hand to press tightly against her head, and sensing a cold, strange sensation in her mind that did not go away, the female spellcaster went pale with fright and struggled to get away with all her might. However, it could not be helped that she was physically weak, and no matter how much strength she exerted, it did not help matters.
Eh, this is…
As he drew closer to the female spellcaster, he could smell a light fragrance, going up his nose and seeping into his heart. It was a bit like the woody notes of a Chanel perfume, with a hint of Shalimar’s oriental pine …
This kind of natural fragrance is unique, and one would likely not forget it after taking a deep whiff. The same fragrance could be found on the Elven beauty Sofia and the girl Alice. Yuna also used to give out this scent. Even though there were sight differences, they were all intoxicating.
This fragrance, contrary to a man-made fragrance, was very light. If one were to rush past the person, one might not notice the scent. But if one were to unintentionally draw closer, one would get deeply intoxicated by the scent. This type of scent, unique to virgin young women, was one that Yang Ling would never forget!
Once, while he was still in Secondary Two, he and a few classmates went to the English teacher’s office to see their test results, after the night revision class. Everyone was huddled together and it was very hot and stuffy at night in the small town. But as they flipped through the papers, he suddenly caught a whiff of a very special fragrance.
It soundlessly seeped into his heart, and he felt as if he could not wake up from a drunken stupor, and at the same time, he felt as if he was dreaming of floating on a cloud, light-headed and not knowing where he was… It was not until the pretty female classmate beside him glared at him, then ran out, red-faced, did he come to his senses.
“You… What do you think you’re doing? Let me go!”Looking at the unmoving Yang Ling, his Greek nose inches away from her snow-white neck, the female spellcaster was terrified and embarrassed, and her whole face was red. “Let me go. I’m a Divine Spell User about to be baptized and in the running to become the Holy Maiden. If you do any… anything to me, the Church will not let a devil like you off!”
“Oh, what do you want me to do to you?”Looking at the terrified female spellcaster, Yang Ling smiled coldly. “Hehe, to think I actually chanced upon a Holy Maiden. It will be worth it to be a devil for once!”
When the female spellcaster was terrified, Yang Ling was observant enough to discover that the milky-white energy in her mind fluctuated slightly. The more emotionally agitated the other party was, the more obvious the fluctuation of the milky-white energy . At the same time, his own mental energy slowly seeped in bit by bit, getting closer to the soul the milky-white energy was protecting.
Obviously, the ring of milky-white energy was the obstacle to the success of the Soul Tampering Technique. If he wanted to get the soul of the female spellcaster, the so-called Holy Maiden, in front of him, he would have to play with her emotions and take advantage of moment when she was agitated, to slip in unnoticed.
You… What do you want to do? Let me go!” Looking at the mysterious look on Yang Ling’s face, which bore a trace of an evil smile, the female spellcaster instinctively felt a sense of danger. Unconsciously, she tried to close her legs and stretched out her hand to shield her breasts. “I’m Angel.Borg, my elder brother is the Holy Knight, Andrew.Borg. If you…, my elder brother will definitely not let you off!”
Even though she had not gone through the baptism of adulthood, as a woman, the female spellcaster instinctively could feel that the situation was very bad. The devil right in front of her had his eyes all over her thighs and breasts. He even shamelessly stuck his nose close to her. What exactly did he want?
She had heard that there were some perverted men who especially liked to torture little girls who had not gone through baptism. Could it be, that the intention of the devil in front of her was…?
After a shiver went down her spine, the female spellcaster dared not think further. As a member of the Borg Family with thousands of years of history, she actually had a top level warrior protecting her. However, while he was not paying attention, she quietly stepped into the Magical Teleportation Formation, and followed the Church’s Army to the Magical Beasts Realm. She did not expect to meet a devil like Yang Ling!
The Holy Knight, Andrew.Borg?
After hearing what the female spellcaster said, Yang Ling seemed unaffected on the surface, but internally, he was trying hard to recall the name from memory. Vaguely, he remembered that Goode once said that Andrew.Borg was the most outstanding Holy Knight in over a hundred years. The Borg Family behind him was not simple as well. Legend had it that they had existed for a few thousand years, and they had all sorts of old creatures more than thousand years old, all of them powerful Holy Knights.
A Divine Spell User, the future Holy Maiden of the Church and a direct descendant of the Borg Family…
After understanding the female spellcaster’s high status, Yang Ling could not help but hesitate in his heart. While the other party’s Soul Energy was important, it would not be worth it if he were to make a few powerful enemies at the same time!
“Miss Angel, unfortunately, you’re poisoned by the Zombie Poison, like the rest of the Church Knights and Spellcasters!”After hesitating for a while, Yang Ling continued, “You now have two options. You can kill yourself, or allow me to help you to force the poision out of your body. Of course, no one can garauntee its success. If the poison damages your brain, don’t blame me if you become an idiot!”
After being silent for a while, Yang Ling thought of a way to return the favor. If the Church could burn to death innocent citizens of Black Water City, in the name of purifying evil, then he could also do the same to these prisoners-of-war, and give the Church a taste of being purified!
At the same time, he left himself a way out. In case the Church came looking for him to ask why the prisoners-of-war have all become idiots, he could push the blame onto Zombie Poison.
“What? Zombie Poison?” Seeing the serious look on Yang Ling’s face, it seemed that he was not lying. The female spellcaster, Angel, was very shocked. Even though she could not prevent everyone from burning the innocent citizens to death, but she did not participate in the burning, and had been moving under the protection of the knights. How could she have been infected by the horrible Zombie Poison?
“Hmph, I don’t know if you all are being cruel or stupid, to burn the infected citizens to death on the spot!”Looking at the greatly shocked Angel, Yang Ling coldly harrumphed. “All the infected need to be buried deep underground, or else, even of you were to burn their bodies to ashes, you will also not be able to eliminate the threat completely. On the contrary, after being exposed to high temperatures during the burning, the Zombie Poison will spread through the air, and seep into the bodies of you fellows, who were the closest!”
While the female spellcaster was not paying attention, Yang Ling, taking advantage of the situation, took out a small bottle from his Space Ring, grabbed hold of her snow-white calf, and smeared a little Zombie Poison on it. Thereafter, he quickly kept the bottle. While sweeping the battlefield, he collected a few bottles of Zombie Poison, with the original intention of giving them to Alice to study, in hopes of creating an antidote. He had never thought that it would come in useful now.
“If you had unknowingly breathed in minute amounts of the Zombie Poison, you may not notice it in that instant, but give it a day, or even a few hours, and the Zombie Poison will begin to spread in your bodies. By then, you will, one by one, turn into idiots, into zombies without conscious minds!” After using his Life Force to restrain the Zombie Poison to prevent it from spreading in Angel’s body, Yang Ling pretended that the poison was in effect by conjuring a cloud of dark gas, while speaking.
“Ah… Zombie Poison, it’s really Zombie Poison!”
Looking at the cloud of dark gas coming from her calf, and smelling the particular fishy stench, the female spellcaster, Angel, exclaimed loudly. In that instant, she no longer doubted what Yang Ling said, nor did she notice Yang Ling holding on tightly to her snow-white calf.
Zombie Poison was the weapon of the Corpse Wizard King. If one came into contact with a substantial amount of the poison, his flesh would quickly start to rot, and his soul would also take a huge damage. If not purified in time, it was highly possible for one to become a zombie. Not to mention the ordinary folk, even Sage Level Warriors and Spellcasters were afraid to come into direct contact with the poison, and stayed as far away from it as possible.
So, no matter how hard she could think, the female spellcaster would never be able to think that all that was happening to her was orchestrated by Yang Ling!”
To an ordinary person, the Zombie Poison was beyond horrifying. If on saw it, one should stay as far away from it as possible. But to Yang Ling, it was not as terrifying as people thought. As long as he used his Life Force as protection, he could even come into direct contact with it. He did not know if it was because he had some resistance to it after he got poisoned previously, or because he had unknowingly absorbed some Dead Soul Energy from the Horned Soul Snake.
“Hmph, keeping you lot as prisoners-of-war is definitely a threat I can’t guard against.” Yang Ling harrumphed, and continued, “If not for the Bellimore Family and Dark Association pleading on your behalf, it would be better to kill of you infected with the Zombie Poison straightaway. It’s the way your Church has been doing things anyway!”
Since he was already acting, he might as well put up a full show!
Pretending to shake his head in reluctance, Yang Ling took out a small bottle of lake water from the Wizard’s Pagoda, and let the female spellcaster, Angel, gulp it down. He described the lake water in a fancy way, making it out to be an antidote passed down in his family.
He might be able to get away with it, with the other knights and spellcasters, but this little beauty in front of him was the so-called future Holy Maiden of the Church and the direct descendant of the Borg Family. She had very influential backing. If he were to just turn her into a crazy person or an idiot, he would definitely make mortal enemies of the Church and the Borg Family, and bring tremendous pressure onto the developing Magical Beasts Realm.
But he was reluctant to just let this little beauty go. It was rare for him to be able to meet a so-called Divine Spell User of the Church, and it would be a pity if he did not take this chance to study her. Additionally, the delicate, elegant and innocent looking little beauty was enticing him to commit a crime…
“Spread your legs, wider…, don’t move!”
In order to play with her emotions, and then take advantage of the situation, Yang Ling used the excuse of purging the poison to stroke her calf lightly, and slowly made his way up bit by bit. With a few squeezes and caresses, inching slowly towards her crotch after circling a few times. To make it seem real, he conjured clouds of dark gas periodically.
“Lord…, His Lordship, no…”
…
Angel did not want to die, and even more so, she did not want to become zombie, with her whole body rotting and full of green hair. She understood that Yang Ling was kindly helping her purge the Zombie Poison out of her body, and looking at the clouds of dark gas that was released once in a while, she had no choice but to let Yang Ling do as he pleased.
But, when Yang Ling removed her outer clothing, giving the reason as that the clothing would affect the effectiveness of the treatment, and when his hands started wandering all over her snow-white skin, she instinctively felt that something was wrong and subconsciously struggled, while begging for mercy in a soft voice. But not knowing why, she found her strength waning, and her body getting limp…
Under Yang Ling’s experienced caress, very quickly, the little beauty who was not mature in such matters, Angel, went red in the face, her breaths coming in little puffs. Her big tearful eyes were especially enticing when worked up. She was like a budding lotus flower about to blossom, lightly trembling under Yang Ling’s caress!
Looking at the elegant and innocent little beauty softly begging for mercy under his caress, and the way she looked while shamefully sprawled on the ground; looking at her tearful eyes and snow-white skin, Yang Ling could not help but start to breathe heavily, even though he had other intentions.