Chapter 618: My Big Mouth

Chapter 618: Chapter 618: My Big Mouth

Me and my big FUCKING MOUTH!

"You lowly insect..." A one-eyed old man roared, his single massive eye blazing with fury. "You think you can trick me?! You think you can play with me?! I didn’t hang on that tree for nine nights just to get mocked by some lowlife like you."

The one-eyed old bastard raised his right hand, which held a giant fucking spear that crackled with an insane amount of divine energy that shattered the very space around it.

"I AM ODIN! THE ALL-FATHER! KING OF THE AESIR! YOU WILL BEG FOR DEATH BEFORE I’M DONE WITH YOU!"

Well, shit.

I got cocky and underestimated a fucking ’god’.

The result?

Well... My big lovely ass was warming the rocky ground of a dead world while I was bleeding from a hole in my stomach.

Yeah, the plan didn’t exactly go as... planned.

All because of that ’sees and hears everything’ watchman who never sleeps and can hear grass grow or wool on a sheep.

Heimdall.

The fucking gatekeeper of the Norse gods.

That prick didn’t just see me... he took one step further and warned that one-eyed fucker that he was being tricked.

He warned him mentally, of course, because why the hell would he shout it out?

So the one-eyed old bastard Odin didn’t hesitate to use his divine spear, Gungnir, to grant me a gloryhole in my stomach. He was aiming for my heart, but I was able to dodge just enough at the last second.

Now I’m here, my blood leaking into the gray dust of a dead, forgotten world.

To understand how all of this started, we need to go back in a few hours.

...

After I left Vicky’s office, I immediately went looking for my favorite fire goddess, Augusta... only to find her in the middle of a very intense ’self-training session’ in her private room.

"AHHH~.... YEAH~!"

She was naked, her body glistening with sweat. She was in a squatting position with a large, double-headed dildo; each head was as thick as her arm and glowing with a faint red light, impaled deep in both her ass and pussy. Her hands were bound behind her back with glowing chains of fire, and a collar around her neck was attached to a hook in the ceiling, forcing her to keep her head up.

Her single eye was on the back of her head, her tongue hanging out, drooling like a bitch in heat.

She was so lost in her own world of pleasure and pain that she didn’t even notice me.

How could she notice me with two huge dildos, as thick as my arm, vibrating like crazy in both her ass and pussy at the same time?

’Fuck, that’s hot.’

I watched for a few minutes, my pussy already starting to leak like crazy at the sight, and if I had my cock on?

BAAM! The angry dragon would have been unleashed.

But as much as I wanted to join her, we had more... pressing matters to attend to.

"Ahem~... Augusta," I cleared my throat, trying to calm my own racing heart. "As much as I’m enjoying the show, we have a god to scam."

Augusta’s eye snapped open, and she looked at me. She was embarrassed, yes, but the look in her red eye was as if pleading, ’please come and destroy my insides.’

"M-Morgana...!" she gasped, her body trembling with a mixture of pleasure and shock. "W-What are you... ahhh~... doing here?"

"It’s time," I said with a smirk, crossing my arms over my chest. "Get yourself cleaned up and meet me at the hall in an hour. We have a fish to catch."

"UGH!... Fine."

Augusta let out a frustrated whimper, but she nodded. With a snap of her fingers, the chains and the dildos vanished. She stood up, her legs still shaking, and glared at me.

"You have the worst timing, you know that?" she grumbled, her voice still hoarse from her ’training’.

"I know." I grinned, then my eyes dropped down to her pussy, which was gaping and twitching, still trying to clench around the ghost of the dildo. "But you can finish this later. After we’re done with Odin. I’ll even help you."

Augusta’s face turned red, but she didn’t argue. She just nodded, then turned and stomped towards the bathroom, muttering something under her breath about me being a ’cock-blocking goddess of breeding’.

I laughed, then teleported away, leaving her to her own devices.

An hour later, we were ready.

I said farewell to everyone. Of course, I didn’t tell them where I was going. I just told them that Augusta and I would be ’away’ for a while. Vicky knew, of course, but she kept her mouth shut.

Using her collector’s bracelet, Augusta opened a portal. The moment we passed through it, the world around us changed.

We stood on a gray, desolate plain under a bruised, starless sky. The air was thin and cold, carrying the scent of rust and decay. The ground was cracked and barren, littered with the ruins of some long-forgotten civilization. Twisted, dead trees, their branches like skeletal fingers reaching for a sky that had no sun.

"Sigh..." Augusta let out a heavy sigh, her shoulders slumping. "I hate this place. Reminds me of... bad times."

"Heh~... Cheer up," I said, patting her back. "Remember my promise?"

"!!!" She looked at me, her eye wide with hope. "You... you really mean it? You’ll..."

"You still don’t believe me?" I cut her off with a grin. "I always keep my promises, especially when they involve breeding a beautiful redhead like you."

Augusta blushed, but she didn’t say anything. She just nodded, her expression a mixture of hope and determination.

Her long-forgotten wish was to have a daughter again, the daughter she lost to her own mistakes so long ago. I promised her that I would grant her that wish, that I would give her a daughter of her own.

"So, what’s the plan?" she asked, changing the subject. "How are we going to ’scam’ a god?"

"Easy," I said, my grin widening. "We’re going to use my Valkyrie form, pretend to be a hostage that you managed to capture, and ’offer’ me to him as a ’gift’."

"..."

Augusta stared at me; her blank expression said it all.

"What?" I asked, defensive. "It’s a good plan!"

"It’s the stupidest plan I’ve ever heard!" she yelled, her voice echoing in the dead silence of the dead world. "He’s Odin! He’s not that stupid! He’ll see right through it! He’s known for wisdom and cunning!... Fuck, I can’t believe I spent months preparing for this shit!"

"Is he?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. "Is he really that wise? Or is he just an old, paranoid bastard who’s been sitting on his throne for too long, listening to his own echo?"

"..."

Augusta was silent.

"Anyway, once he takes me into his divine realm, I will use the device you gave me to establish an anchor and link his realm with another."

The device Augusta gave me was a one-meter-long black metal rod, with a lot of weird markings on it.

This ’rod’ was an anchor, a device Augusta spent months getting, using every connection and every favor she had left.

Its purpose was simple yet incredibly complex. It was designed to pierce the veil between realms, to create a stable, permanent link between two separate dimensions.

Only high-ranked collectors could get their hands on such a device, and even then, it was incredibly expensive and rare. The Nexus mostly saved them for big-time operations and high-stakes tasks that usually involved the void.

Augusta managed to get her hands on one.

My plan for this ’black rod’ was simple. Once inside Odin’s realm, I would use it to link it with another realm.

Can you guess which realm?

The Unspoken Realm!

Yes! You heard that right.

My plan was to link Odin’s divine realm, Asgard, with the Unspoken Realm, the realm of my unspoken things. With just a small rift or a tiny bit of leaked miasma from that realm, it is enough to corrupt Asgard from the inside out.

Heheh... with enough time, I guarantee that Odin will come begging, offering his ass to be fucked in order to save his precious realm.

"And what if he doesn’t take you?" Augusta asked, her expression still skeptical. "What if he just kills you on the spot?"

"He won’t," I said with a confident smirk. "I’m a Valkyrie. Or at least, I look like one. And according to my ’research’, Odin has a... weakness for them. Especially for the ones with wings and big tits."

Augusta rolled her eye, but she didn’t argue. She knew I was right. Odin’s obsession with Valkyries was well-known, a fact that I planned to exploit to the fullest.

"Fine," she sighed, finally giving in. "Let’s do this your way. But if this goes south, I’m leaving you here to rot."

"Deal." I grinned, then transformed into my Valkyrie form, my white wings sprouting from my back, my armor materializing around my body. "Now, go and ’capture’ me."