The World of Masks

Fallen and broken walls. The gate was already so broken that it couldn't do its part. The thick boards were shattered and burned, and the reinforcement iron was bent everywhere.

The skeletons with guns to their shoulders line up inside the gate. The capital has been completely destroyed by the Demon Prince's wave attack. Since there was no need to slaughter any more humans, the Demon Lord's army spread out across the capital to keep an eye on Humans. Humans were great slaves and livestock, so killing them was more of a loss to Jack.

The capital was as still as dead rats. As the center of a country, the vibrant past disappeared everywhere.

Jack slowly walks through the gates. Chloe comes quietly to his side, suddenly appearing out of nowhere. Jack sighs after seeing Chloe.

"Did you do it again?"

Chloe smiles beautifully. Even the bright moon was beautiful enough to hide in, but it wasn't so harsh that it hit any horror or thriller movie.

His left arm slashes halfway across the blade, and a small hole punctures his left lower back. Only five arrows in the back plate and chest. My skin was cut off, my muscles were crushed, and my veins were cut. Her glorious blonde hair was covered in red blood. The body, too. Her beady chest and her secret vagina are visible between more than half of the clothes burned by the fire, as if by a magical attack. Her body was perfect enough to be called God's body, but at least now seeing her body did not seem to arouse lust. Her whole body was devastated and injured in all kinds of ways.

"I can smell it."

Chloe smiles beautifully. The blood on her left cheek seems to have sparked her brain-damaged charm.

Her condition, without the need to call it a catastrophe, was created by her bizarre wall of S and M.

At some point, Chloe started walking around in the battlefield without the armor of a Dark Knight. Of course, Cloeda has the ability to defend himself against the mythical mysteries of the unstoppable Spear Blade. However, the superhumans who are beginning to use their vitality will be devastated. Unlike Jack the Demon King. Despite the outrageous rush of the attack, it is a precedent that former Dark Knights have been fatally injured and ultimately brought to their deaths. Moreover, the former Dark Knights were hit even after they had grown their armor to the extreme. Chloe, who wears a thin cloth, couldn't help but get injured.

The problem was that this pervert didn't wear armor on purpose to enjoy the pain.

'I'm not worried about dying yet .'

If you think about her incredible life force and the power supplied by the altar, it's hard to say that she will die in this battle. Moreover, given that the situation is not disadvantageous and that the Demon King's army unilaterally wipes out the Human Alliance, there is no danger of a crisis. If things get dangerous, you can leave the undead behind as a shield.

But every time I saw it, I couldn't help but squirm.

Rrrrgh!

I can see her injuries recovering gradually. It is still under the influence of the altar, so its recovery is unusual. On second thought, some of the wounds have already healed completely. Soon all the wounds will be gone. The life force of the Dark Knight who is backed up by the Altar is just that great. However .

Jack pulls out a bottle of potions in his bracelet. After the lid was removed, it was poured over Chloe's head.

The potion flows down her bloodied blonde body. The potion seeping into the wound heals the wounds in an instant.

"It'll be better in a little while, I'm afraid."

Chloe says, watching the potion flow down her hands.

The Demon King's army was producing potions separately through a handful of devastated and enslaved synagogues in the neutral city. Light magic cannot be activated within the Demon King's Altar range, so I created their workshop separately out of range. They were all enslaved, so I couldn't even dream of rebelling. Of course, the potions were not produced much because there were not many gods who could make them, but the Demon Lord who built the Undead and the monster army didn't need many potions. Potions used only the nomadic tribesmen and the Black Wizards who were infiltrating the rear of Jack, Callie, Chloe, and the Allied forces and wreaking havoc. Of course, even the Demon Lord Jack was able to make potions, but he didn't have to go into a situation where only the fallen priests could fill the quantities. If the supply of potions really runs later, the story will be different.

"Never mind, there's a lot of potions taken anyway."

If you use it in bulk in the military, it was a number without chin, but you don't know how long it would take to consume it all if you only use a small number like the Demon Prince army. It was not wasteful enough, but it was not an amount to be used one by one.

Chloe accepted and removed the barrel from the bracelet. I started to rinse off the scalp as I poured it over my head. One way or another, it was a crowd. Chloe took out one of her cans again. There was plenty of water in the bracelet anyway.

Shoot him!

The clean water quickly soaked with blood and wet the floor. In proportion to that, Chloe's beautiful body gradually began to recover its original color. Soon, the dreadful evil spirit covered in blood disappears and Chloe returns, exuding a goddess-like feeling like always. Her gentle smile literally reminded me of an angel or goddess. But Fivirina, who has not yet disappeared from her body, is still showing her inside.

"Hey, mister."

Chloe reaches out to Jack in a bouncy step and holds him prisoner. Chloe looks up at Jack. Her appearance was profoundly erotic. Faint blood on damp hair that drips away. The raggedy clothes were not functioning properly, but it was even more stimulating for her.

"Do you want to play a game here?"

Chloe snatches Jack's hand and leads him to his arsenal. The sticky mouthwaters were already soaking in it.

"Ow!"

He rubs his cheeks red and lets out a sweet groan. Her eyes are wide open.

"Hehe, the excitement has not subsided yet ."

Her arms and legs curl Jack like a snake.

"Let's do it here?"

Fallen walls and burning debris overflow with corpses, and mineral undead and ferocious monsters roam the streets. I couldn't tell if it was a good sex environment to beat and kill.

"Why? Because undead and monsters are puppets, aren't they? There are no humans around. You wouldn't even be out here if they weren't already swollen. And sex in a different environment might be sweeter?"

Chloe's lips clenched her ears.

"I don't think I can take it anymore."

Her hand grabs Jack's penis. Jack's penis is already standing in place. Chloe smiles joyfully.

"Yeah, maybe."

Jack laughs helplessly. But his excitement is already quite high. Jack grabs Chloe's chest and kisses her mouth.

After a brief lapse in time, Jack and Chloe enter the ruthless crushed waters. Broken and shattered cities everywhere. Only the Demon Lord was swarming with people. Feeling the winner's mood, they reached their destination, the Royal Palace. The palace is surrounded by undead and monsters, unlike the ruined capital. The palace was under Jack's orders not to touch it.

Once Jack arrives, the Demon Lord has released some of the sieges to allow him inside. The split to the left and to the right reminded me of the miracle of Moses.

Jack stands at the entrance of the palace and looks at the distant view of the main building. The royals and nobles will be in there. You can see the surviving soldiers trembling and pointing their weapons this way inside the fence. It was unparalleled.

Kuang!

Jack's fist creases and crumples the solid iron gate. Jack slowly steps into the palace.

'I wish the invasion of our world were this easy .'

Jack kicks his tongue out. You're not going to end up like this. But surely now Jack is a sure and perfect winner. Victory is enough for now.

Jack licks his lips and casually walks inside the building expecting a feast to be held inside the palace.

The Demon King's army, which occupied all of the targeted areas, stopped marching again and entered the manpower maintenance. The Allied forces were only able to sigh. However, the front collapsed too easily compared to the coalition forces that were forming and preparing for it. It gave humanity a deeper sense of despair. The horror of the Demon King grew deeper and deeper every day.