Guild Wars

Chapter 839: The Fall of Pedro Sousa

Approximately 2 weeks ago…          

However, this also came with a caveat. Such great physical power when used wantonly was similar to working out extremely at the gym, having galvanized and excited his testosterone levels.      

To put it more bluntly, homeboy was in \'da mood\'.      

This was a normal downside for members of the Horned Demon Inheritance in the Lucifer Lineage. Even Draco regularly suffered from this, much less the other descendants. Spikes in emotions, susceptibility to the Seven Deadly Sins and more.      

As such, when he usually went out, he would come back to Vita Kingdom to have some fun. As a core member of Umbra, the line of female players and even NPCs lining up to enter his bedroom was pretty much endless.      

It was not a demeaning thing for such women to lust over a man with high standards, simply a matter of natural programming and instinct. Pedro, too, was not the type of alpha male who disdained such \'material\' and \'easy to access\' women, because he was not a hypocrite.      

Without such \'easy to access\' girls, how many guys would be able to enjoy sexual pleasure before marriage, if ever? Such beloved sisters were literally carrying the sanity and future of the world on their backs… or rather, in their backs, hehe.      

To that end, Pedro never rejected anyone from experiencing the Rod of Power and Might. As long as you fit his aesthetics and did not cause too much trouble, you could have your own ahegao face after spraying your juices free of charge!      

What a good deal for these sisters!      

Naturally, it was a good deal for him to vent the passions of his bloodline and inheritance. Now that he had been away from civilization for so long, he was planning to spend the next 7 days clearing his \'backlog\' of interested partners.      

A new round of women were about to experience what it was like to have your small intestine look like your large intestine.      

On his way back, though, he happened to see a target he had marked in the past but had forgotten all about, Vano. \'She\' was currently wearing a short skirt with a cute shirt. With her short cropped her that made her look tomboyish, Vano was definitely one of Pedro\'s top targets.      

Not to mention, that shy and innocent demeanor made his despicable Horned Demon Inheritance feel even more excitement. Defiling sluts was fun due to their experience and skill, but ruining innocent maidens and turning them into the very same sluts was what the Horned Demon Inheritance was all for.      

Seeing Vano, Pedro forgot all about the list of women waiting for him. He immediately made a beeline for the woman and creeped up behind her, suddenly placing a hand around her waist.      

Vano was startled by the sudden touch and jumped slightly, revealing a pair of white panties that made Pedro\'s eyes narrow into slits.      

Hehe, that type, huh?      

"Oh, it\'s you!" Vano exclaimed with surprise.      

Pedro grinned widely. "That\'s right, it\'s me. I don\'t think I introduced myself last time, but the name\'s Hendro."      

"Well… hello there, Mr. Hendro." Vano greeted with a curtsy.      

"No need for the formality, Vano. Just Hendro is fine."      

"Alright… Hendro." Vano relented shyly.      

"Where are you headed and can I take your time?" Pedro asked while edging closer.      

"Me? I\'m headed home and… yeah, I guess." Vano answered while beginning to flush.      

Pedro subconsciously began using the Incubus\' effect from his Dark Angel Inheritances, making Vano feel weird in a way she didn\'t plan to initially. As such, the lass\' eyes began to spin as she was eventually dragged away by Pedro while sparsely responding to his questions.          

Vano was breathing heavily, sweat forming on her brow as she clutched her legs tight. She was feeling too horny to think properly about where she was going and what she was doing, making Pedro satisfied.      

Eventually, they found themselves in Pedro\'s large mansion. Every core member had their own huge estate, and new or not, he was no exception. After making sure his servants were aware of his new conquest, he went upstairs with Vano.      

If only Pedro had paid notice to the strange looks the servants had given their master that day…      

Once he captured Vano into his room, Pedro became more unscrupulous. He directly placed his hand on the lass\' butt and began caressing it under her skirt, even sneaking a finger under her panties.      

Vano for that matter only gave a token resistance. However, once Pedro\'s fingers began to reach for her special place, she hurriedly blocked him and separated.      

Biting her lip, Vano shook her head. "I\'m sorry, Sir Pedro. While I think I really like you, it\'s too sudden for me to do such a thing. I am also beholden to another man, so I can\'t give up my purity for you…"      

Pedro was not worried by this. How many times had he heard such an excuse in his life? He had already learned how to bypass such restrictions many ears ago, so this could not block him.      

"No worries, I won\'t be so impudent. However, leaving me hanging here would leave me in extreme pain for hours on end, you know? Surely you don\'t want me to suffer so?" Pedro teased as he drew closer once more.      

Vano seemed to hesitate. "Then… what should I do?"      

Pedro smiled. "There are many things we can do to have fun without going to the very end. Here, why don\'t you come closer and let me show you?"      

Vano seemed scared yet interested and eventually relented, falling into the evil clutches of Pedro. Pedro himself was not surprised by this, having convinced all types of girls into his bed too frequently to feel gratified of his success.      

And so, things happened.      

All sorts of foreplay occurred, though Vano was strangely adamant about allowing Pedro to touch her \'special place\'. Pedro simply assumed it was a personality quirk of hers and was not surprised by this.      

Eventually, after abusing Vano through different means, he finally managed to convince the fellow to use the Alternative Route of Justice and Harmony. Pedro had relied on his quick mind and verbosity to rap ten nonstop minutes of lines in order to convince the reluctant Vano.      

Thinking he had won another victory, Pedro quickly placed Vano under him and put the poor lass through the same kind of torture he inflicted upon all women who dared to submit themselves to him.      

By the time Pedro was only half done, Vano\'s eyes had long rolled back into his head and had visibly orgasmed many times. What left Pedro slightly confused was that he saw no discharge.      

Despite his post-nut clarity, he didn\'t ponder too deep on that, and simply assumed Vano to be the \'liquidless\' type. At least, he won\'t have to wash his sheets too much.      

Soon, Pedro discharged his anger into his dispensary, sighing with relief. He then availed himself of his quarry and cleaned himself up while humming a tune.      

Noticing that Vano still hadn\'t moved all this while, the fellow bemusedly went to check on his partner and found that his latest friend with benefits had thoroughly passed out. Surprised and amused, he turned Vano over to take a look at what he was trying to hide, feeling that such a lovely lass would have a very lovely canal.      

When Pedro flipped Vano over, his expression froze.      

The whole world seemed to freeze over.      

What existed there was not a nice slit that lead to the Pathway of Love and Purity, but rather a Mini Rod of Questionable Origins.      

Even worse, the whole area under Vano\'s hips was stained with white from his own orgasms, forming a stick messy that coated Pedro\'s right hand which he had used to turn Vano over.      

Looking at the smile on the fellow\'s face, Pedro felt dissonant. His ears began to ring as his whole body swayed.      

He fell backwards and landed on his bum, sitting on the floor with a dazed expression, as if he had just watched his parents die right before him.          

Looking at the soft and feminine body on the bed, which was shaped even better than some actual females, Pedro couldn\'t help but want to laugh.      

Still no sound came from him as he just sat there until Vano himself came to, stretching his body with a refreshed look. Eventually, he saw himself and Pedro who was in the midst of becoming catatonic, and smirked.      

"Hehe, don\'t be angry, Big Brother Pedro. I never once deceived you or lied to you. Everything that happened was out of your initiative, and if it makes you feel better, I thoroughly enjoyed it. You are a real man."      

Vano spoke his mind fearlessly and went to the bath to clean up, leaving Pedro whose lush black hair had turned white from the realisation of what he had done. He looked like he had aged 300 years, and his eyes were bleak with the will to die.      

When he heard Vano\'s words, Pedro felt like he had been hit with a hammer. From the depths of his soul, a wail so loud came out that even the most vile of beings would feel extremely empathy for him, for no one but the most cursed fellow could make such a sound.      

Vano heard this wail while going to wash and laughed loudly, fully excited about another successful \'hunt\'.      

Hehe, now that he had \'eaten up\' Pedro, he was wondering who next to capture. Maybe that AP_Berzerker fellow? Or the handsome Misery?      

There were so many options to chose from!      

As for the defeated Pedro, Vano left him there as he wailed in pain and anguish, enjoying his success. Pedro, however, would go onto to cut off his right arm and let it regenerate afresh rather than clean it.      

Not to mention, he abstained from sex for almost 2 months nonstop. When he finally mustered the courage to go near a woman, he almost got beaten to death for checking thoroughly that everything was as it should be and that he was not under some sort of illusion.      

This was Pedro\'s darkest memory and the worst moment of his life, something he had forcibly repressed in order to maintain his sanity.      

However, the cruel Eden had dug this memory out and forced Pedro to relieve it over and over again until he broke down and died so that The Showman could win the match. The cruel serpent even clued in all the other core members, just out of pettiness and malice.      

However, none expected to see what they saw, and all of them, whether male or female, wept when they heard Pedro\'s cry. Misery and the others felt like their lives had been spared by some cosmic being that could have EASILY put them in this situation instead.      

Despite it all, they were secretly thankful that it was Pedro, rather than them, who had to go through this.      

After being forced to relive this horrifying memory, Pedro\'s will broke and he coughed up all the blood in his body. His HP plummeted to the bottom as he fell onto his knees and then crumbled to dust under the pitying eyes of all the other core members.      

Currently, The Showman was swiping his forehead which was full of sweat from the mental exertion, but mostly out of fretting for Pedro the whole time. When he saw the outcome, he too was traumatized and couldn\'t help but reach out to the dead Pedro forlornly.      

Unfortunately, the cruel and heartless AI didn\'t feel this was much of a big deal, as it announced coldly:      

14th Battle: The Showman wins!      

15th Battle: Kronalord vs Shani, begin!