Warhammer

El did not hide the fact that he would tell his offspring about the shortness of their lifespan during their growth stage. However, with the settings of returning to the Iron Throne, Paradise Lost, Pure Land of Grace, Ring of Omniscience... and the natural unconditional enthusiasm of these offspring "endowed" by El for their little father, no offspring would have any complaints about this.

They live in a pious and fanatical environment, where divine authority and royal authority are intertwined and inseparable in Ai'er.

Their biological parents, as well as their brothers and sisters who were born in ordinary families, will regard being able to become "Sons of the Son of God" and inherit the "Blood of El" as sacred, and will deeply envy their brothers who have only two defects: lifespan and fertility.

These fast-growing offspring will do their best to destroy Ai'er's army, occupy the fortress, and wipe out all enemies that stand in their way of the hexagram flag before the end of their lifespan.

At the same time, he constantly seeks a glorious death on the battlefield.

Chapter 92: A bet with the female Naga, a fierce fight.avi

Because there was nothing around that was crucial to Naga mating, a juice squeezed from some kind of seaweed plant that could soften the scales there.

Al could only use his own hands. After initially softening it through various stimuli, he placed his hands one above and one below the outside of the snake's vagina, trapping the death reaper, which to ordinary birds was a meat grinder and guillotine.

While he was pushing his lower body hard, he pushed the lance deeper into the body of the Naga beneath him.

The latter was now rolling its eyes, and the half of its snake body below where Al was had curled up, with its upper body, which looked like a human or an elf, lying flat on the ground like a dead fish.

The pair of snake eyes had been turned over by Al's action, and the long tongue—with a forked tip, which looked extremely lustful—fell directly out of the mouth and hung outside, dripping saliva onto the ground.

The pretty face with a bewitching charm is now only left with an abnormal flush from the continuous attacks after being unconscious. Combined with the fact that she is unable to react to the outside world except instinctively after being unconscious, this Naga now looks like a dull and rigid sex machine.

Generally speaking.

Al is very rare, very rare.

While enjoying sex and spreading pleasure, he brought the woman to this state.

In addition to his depravity towards Claudia, he became a nymphomaniac and formed a strange combination with her:

Until now, her foul mouth has not been corrected. Everyday, she is violently beaten by El, who thrusts and rams her back and forth with his lance, thrusting her until she is on the verge of collapse, and even occasionally hits her hard, making her cry like a sow, screaming and uttering a lot of onomatopoeias, "Oh~!" "Oh oh oh oh oh yi yi!" "Oh oh oh oh, it's so hot!" "yi wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu wu!" At the same time, as long as she is awake, she will continue to have a foul mouth, curse Claudia's corruption, and mock El's famous mercenary swordsman.

Red-haired Ann.

Except for being a little rough when fighting against these two, Al is very respectful to other harems, except for sometimes playing role-playing.

Do what you love to do.

What matters is that both parties are happy.

It's not just for the man.

But that's for the harem...

The Naga was knocked unconscious by a lance thrust from El, and even after fainting she could not escape the fate of being killed.

A prisoner.

Of course, the specific degree of treating prisoners depends entirely on Al himself.

This extremely contrasting relationship between man and snake was caused by the fact that after Al subdued the Naga leader, he marked the latter with a six-pointed star mark, but did not use brutal means to distort and control his self-will.

It's a subtle influence.

Then, from time to time, he would continue to delve into the monster's body structure, perhaps out of caution towards the unknown, and awe of the death zone that had cut off the qualifications of countless males to continue to act as males.

Al never really unlocked the Snake Handler achievement.

It's the kind where you've already done both watching from a distance and playing with it, and the only thing left is the final step.

Then, as expected, he was mocked by the Naga leader who was unwilling to pledge allegiance to a beastman cub on land.

Of course, these Nagas are now working under El, and their status has not changed from prisoners of war. The words of the Naga leader were not too harsh. It was just a kind of "suppression" in the "life level" because of the tall versus the short, the black versus the white, the strong versus the thin, the big cart versus the pony, the mature woman versus the young boy.

When El was resting on the snake tail mat formed by two Nagas, perhaps she couldn't bear to watch it anymore and made a sarcastic remark to El.

"The mating of our species is quite special. It is different from that of the species on land. It usually lasts for several hours or even a whole day or night."

"If you encounter a situation like the Fertility Conference, it may even last for several days, except for the time when you eat... hehe."

"The protected 'scale room' is located at a relatively deep position. I haven't tried it with humans, but... I think it would take at least a centaur's body size to fill the Naga's level..."

Then, he was grabbed by the tail by the angry Al.

Fucked.

Of course, Al still attaches great importance to helping others and controlling the fate of others.

He made a bet with the arrogant Naga leader who was stubborn in words but still refused to accept the defeat even after being defeated twice (once in the war and once in the dungeon).

If he could defeat the latter, he would release these Nagas back to the sea and return all their commissions.

It sounds like the kind of indecent bet in some indecent games or pornographic stories where the villain says to the heroine: "As long as XX can hold back, I will do this and that," such as releasing the person, returning the evidence, or helping the woman or her lover or object of admiration out of trouble.

But given the nature of a barbaric race like the Naga that does not attach much importance to sexual concepts and ethics, and the arrogance and pride of the Naga leader, it was natural for them to bet against Al.

After all, losing isn't that bad.

For her, this is a no-cost business, so naturally she has to give it a try.

Then......

Nothing more.

Al drew his lance, and in order to show his respect and reverence for snakes, he had enchanted them in advance, and used various methods to soften the two key scales so that the lance could pass through. A blush appeared on his face, but he still maintained his aloofness and a hint of disdain.

He did not think that this beastman who "relies on evil magic and a large army" to commit crimes, or the lance combat power of the young human monarch, could pose a threat to him.

As a result, after Al officially stepped forward, the Naga leader let out a huge, strange, and sharp cry, and its huge snake body tossed back and forth, like the White Snake who had drunk realgar wine. Al, whose lance had already been inserted into the Naga's body, was startled. Thinking that the Naga was going to cause trouble, he quickly stopped.

Looking closely, the female Naga's face is white with a hint of rosy red, so bright and juicy, and the red is so rich that it looks like a basin of paint has been splashed on her face.

This made Al react instantly.

It turned out that this guy was so strong and dismissive beforehand, that Al thought he was going to face the most difficult battle since Maomei's night attack and being clamped on Alina's horse and galloping.

The result is that he is just a big talker.

But since he had done it, El naturally would not stop. Although the doll was a little boring, combined with Naga's special appearance and unique inner self, it did give him a different experience.

Very narrow and compact.

The lance had to be pushed in little by little before it could continue to go deeper. During this process, the air was squeezed out and the vaginal flesh was tightly wrapped around Al's lance like a layer of leather, leaving no gap at all.

The feeling that the snake cave gave Al was very unique, as if countless pairs of small hands were pressing on his spear and rubbing it, and the stimulation was extremely strong.

The passage was also very deep and winding. Al almost inserted his lance completely into it before he found a layer of fleshy barrier that prevented the spear from going any further.

There is also a slight difference in the size of the two. Although that place on the snake's body is located in the middle and upper part, about one-third of the snake's body, when the Naga is lying flat, Al can only barely stick his face to a position slightly below the navel of the female Naga leader's upper body.

To be honest, the scales don't feel very good, especially when the other party is not taking the initiative. It's like holding a cold big fish or a big tree with rough bark.

However, it formed a strong contrast with the suffocating heat and tightness in the snake's vagina, which made Al unable to resist the urge to fill up this ignorant and arrogant Naga several times while he was thrusting with difficulty. Then, as promised, he would completely mark the other party with his own mark and make her his own human-snake pet.

Although the first time was not perfect, for Al, this novel experience was already very good.

The only regret is that perhaps the impact was too great. Apart from some foreplay at the beginning, the Naga leader fainted after El officially inserted his penis into her. She did not wake up until the young man ejaculated inside her snake's vagina and filled it with the white fluid of the Eternal Chosen.

At this point, Al made another surprising discovery:

Some time after he fired the ammunition, the dead Naga leader vomited in a coma, and even spit out some of the liquid that he had recently put in from below.

snake......

A rectum that goes up and down?

Anyway, it's weird.

By the way, Al also discovered a weakness of Naga:

No butt.

For example, the sheep girl has very cute, pink and tender lamb buttocks, which will ripple in different arcs when hit hard by El.

The centaur girl's horse buttocks are emmmm, very resilient and her muscles are very strong, and it feels very stimulating to penetrate her from behind.

But what Al likes most, and what he never gets tired of playing with, is the buttocks of normal human women.

Paladin Claudia and her two wives are both excellent in this regard.

If you have to say which butt Al has played with is the best, in fact, in his heart this place belongs to both of his wives.

One is a very round and plump birth control type, and the other is a perfect shape that is most suitable for being pounded from behind while kneeling on all fours on the bed.

The Naga does not have this part.

The upper body is a human body with a waist below the navel, and then the snake body.

By the way, I didn't get to experience the opponent's four hands and snake-like long tongue, which is a pity.

However, winning the bet was unexpectedly easy, and he experienced a different kind of pleasure, so Al was in a very happy mood.

He patted the face of the Naga leader who was still in a coma, and looked at the pale blue lips of the other party, which were still stained with his regurgitated semen. Considering the Naga leader's previous stubborn, arrogant and proud appearance, combined with her current appearance, it has to be said that the contrast is huge.

A mischievous idea suddenly popped up in his mind. Al stared at Naga's beautiful face with a mysterious charm, and an impulse surged in his heart.

He raised his index finger, and black magic power condensed at his fingertips. Al gently touched the unconscious Naga's forehead with his fingertips, and soon, a bright and gorgeous tattoo pattern was printed on the Naga's face.

"Good night."

El leaned down and whispered to the female Naga leader's ear, which looked like a fish fin but had the outline of an elf's pointed ear.

Naga's brows suddenly frowned, as if she had dreamed of something bad.

"My pet snake."

Chapter 93: The Bloody Crown

Al, who had just completed the Snake Handler achievement, had not been having a very happy life recently.

The great (acting) regent had left his extremely loyal Margarita.

With a total of 30,000 elite beastmen and human new troops from his main army, he turned westward along the road and returned to the port of Permoz, the forefront of the Eastern Expedition.

Although the momentum of these 30,000 troops was nearly twice as large as the 50,000-strong army that was said to have a hundred thousand soldiers when the Eastern Expedition was launched, their average edge and morale were actually better.

After all, after the baptism of various battles since the Eastern Expedition, both new and old soldiers have been tempered by blood and fire, and have made great progress in practicing the Way of the Blood Mother.

Although the number of people has decreased, the fighting capacity has not weakened.

During this period, Ai'er has expanded his army repeatedly, and the total strength is close to "100,000". But in fact, apart from the regular legions during his southern and eastern expeditions, the actual combat troops have not increased much. Most of them are militias recruited from various places by Ai'er after the process of dissolving and reorganizing the parliament in order to intervene in local control. They are trained and reformed with militarized means, and are usually mainly responsible for public security, civil defense and other work.

It plays a role of partial military control.

Although these militias nominally belong to the "coalition forces", they can only be regarded as reserve forces in reality.

Al adopted a rotation training strategy for them. Every once in a while, local troops in each region would send a group of people to the coalition camp outside the cities of Permoz and Margarita to receive "professional" and systematic training.

In name, it was to improve combat effectiveness, but in reality, Al took the opportunity to openly interfere with the local forces.

Combined with the revenge ideology that Al had strongly advocated before, this ideology was particularly strong in the army. Soldiers generally believed that the country's problems were caused by traitors and "wrong paths."

Since Myrmidia disappeared when the land of faith where she ascended to godhood faced a storm, the Estalia people could also seek the protection and guidance of another great goddess in the face of the storm.

Therefore, the spread of the Blood Mother faith was very smooth. On average, all military units directly under the Allied Forces had more or less accepted the existence and development of the Blood Mother faith. Even if most people still chanted Myrmidia, they would occasionally say: Blood sacrifice to the Blood Mother, skull sacrifice to the throne.

This type belongs to the pan-believer.

As long as one sees blood and goes through a few battles, one's devotion to the Blood Mother's faith will increase sharply.

Even if you are a coward, as long as you can wield a knife and shout blood to sacrifice to the Blood Mother, you have the potential to become a champion warrior.

The Blood Mother's blessing is equal, regardless of status. As long as you fight in her name and put up a wonderful fight, she will generously bestow her blessing without hesitation.

But if you disappoint the Blood Mother, then I'm sorry, the champion and the chosen one may also be stripped of their honor.

Of course, with the above equal rewards and punishments, in the current environment where Chaos is receding, there is definitely no possibility for mortals to be promoted to God's Chosen Champions, or even to be promoted to Demons - or to be transformed into Chaos Eggs - before the end of time.

Through El as the anchor point and the dense magic wind in the Pina Forest that was like a portal, the power of the Four Mothers had the greatest influence in the Pina Forest. It was much weaker in Estalia, but as long as El was there and the army maintained their pious faith in the Blood Mother and fought in her name, the Blood Mother's influence on the army and the surrounding things would still be able to reach the level of "miracle" and "God's gift."

Such a mechanism with clear rewards and punishments and a real display of divine power can naturally gain a great advantage in the process of competing for faith.

Ai'er planned a northern expedition, but he did not bet his entire fortune on it as he did when he left the forest or went east. The reason was that the south was a temporarily ownerless piece of Feng Shui treasure land, a pot of good meat that was ready to be stewed.

He tried his best to grab it. As long as he could drive away the greenskin guards left by his rival, he could take it for himself - even if only temporarily.

But the North is different. Bilbao has not fallen. Even though the North is extremely weak, it still has a center, an orthodoxy, and a brain.

Moreover, the greenskins have not yet crossed the Thomas River, and most of the north still retains the old system intact. There is no greenskin, a good ally who brings his own dry food to smash the local bottles and cans for Al, and also give Al a good opportunity to intervene in the name of "eliminating traitors and rebellion."

Al went to help the Bilbao people and, like the Poles, fought a bloody battle to lift the siege of Vienna.

But the North is not like the South. Everything that Al conquers will be temporarily under his control.