Void Beetle Evolution Guide

The Wild Hunt grinned evilly and used the spider silk as reins to pull hard. Iris's huge breasts were immediately stretched into an exaggerated shape, which led to the mouth below swallowing the Wild Hunt's big tail in one bite.

Iris immediately let out a high-pitched scream with great penetrating power. Her small and delicate halo had to bear the huge force that could pull her body. The acupuncture points that were tightened to the extreme due to panic were also forcibly broken through the last city gate by the battering ram. The painful and pleasurable feeling made her ascend directly to heaven, although she was already in heaven now.

The Wild Hunt showed no mercy to Elise, so the bad woman stood up and kicked hard. Besides, with Elise's monster physique, this could only be considered as fun.

He was like a triumphant general, repeating the wild movements of pulling the spider silk and thrusting his waist, making the clam constantly swallow the wet and sticky meat stick, hitting Iris's fat buttocks red, and she tightened her gluteal muscles to enjoy the extreme pleasure of being tightly wrapped and sucked by the acupuncture points.

Crisp slapping sounds continued to be heard from the empty living room. The creaking groans of the floor were drowned out by Iris's screams, which became louder and louder, giving the dilapidated old house a somewhat ambiguous atmosphere.

Elise could no longer think clearly, her brain had been damaged the moment the Wild Hunt broke through. Her head leaned back weakly, her scarlet hair drooped and swayed, and her ruby-like pupils looked at herself in the mirror with dilated eyes.

Sometimes she would look at the mirror, looking at her beautiful face, soothing her lustful clitoris. She would feel proud and overjoyed when she thought that she could freely control this body that made all men salivate.

However, the scene changed, and now she was completely fucked by someone other than herself. Her eyes were hazy, her hair was messy, and her face, which was sometimes far away and sometimes close, was full of charm and sensuality that was not usually seen, full of dynamic and soft charm with great tension.

This beautiful composition made Iris' heart beat fast, and she felt that she was even more beautiful than usual.

In a corner where no one was paying attention, Ise opened his eyes wide, and his dull gaze began to tremble slightly, as if his young heart had been greatly shocked.

When Iris was almost used to the impact, the Wild Hunter pulled the spider silk again to speed up the frequency. Iris's originally weak moans became louder again, and the rhythm was completely disrupted, turning into random moans.

The pulling force from the other end of the spider silk stimulated her nipples to swell up. Every pull would cause her folds to tighten drastically and her slender body to spasm and tremble, madly squeezing the hard rod of the Wild Hunter.

He cried out that he couldn't bear this situation any longer. He wanted to pull the spider silk and push the long stick into the deepest part of his buttocks to inject the first round of hot ammunition into it, but he didn't expect to use too much force and the other end of the spider silk would break.

The plump breasts that broke free from their restraints quickly and unyieldingly bounced back to their original hemispherical shape. The two bouncing grapes became visibly larger and more sensitive, and the halos around them also became red and swollen.

Iris was immersed in the ultimate climax and was completely unaware. The moment the spider silk in her chest broke, the taut string in her mind also broke, and her brain went blank and was drowned in endless pleasure.

Without the pulling of the spider silk, she was pushed away by the Wild Hunter with great force. At the same time, the bulging meat stick was once again pulled out from the spasming meat clam, and there was no time to insert it back into the correct position.

The meat stick was hard and jumped a few times outside the body, and it spurted out thick white liquid full of life, shooting at Iris's hole, lower abdomen, and even a pair of big breasts that were still swinging. The flood poured down, flowing over the red buttocks and onto the rotten wooden boards. The alternating hot and cold feeling on the skin made Iris stand up and tremble violently.

After more than ten seconds, he slowly relaxed, like a prisoner who had exhausted all his strength and stopped struggling, hanging in the air like mud.

"What a pity, I ejaculated outside..." After panting heavily, Iris came to her senses a little and saw the messy marks on her body, and immediately showed a look of regret.

"I was indeed careless." The Wild Hunter also found that it was indeed not as comfortable outside as inside. He never had to think about contraception, so he always ejaculated directly inside.

"Can we do it again?" Looking at the stick that showed no sign of fatigue, Iris licked her rosy lips, her eyes became hot again, full of unsatisfied hunger, "This time, cum all inside, so that I can conceive... the child of God."

"If you are pregnant, how will you answer if someone asks you about the father of the child?"

"Then I will say that I was conceived with the grace of God... and I will be able to return to the Shadow Isles soon. By then, I will be far away and no one can control me~" It's a pity that the Wild Hunt will not go to the Shadow Isles with her, otherwise they would be busy day and night... Iris was immersed in the wonderful fantasy and couldn't extricate herself.

She didn't know that the Wild Hunt couldn't leave any genetic information, and she thought she could get pregnant with a Wild Hunt child to gain status. Although her motives were not pure, she really wanted to give birth to a Wild Hunt child, even though it would be difficult.

"In that case, then you should try a position that is easier to conceive." Kuanglie readily agreed and hurried to start the second round. As for whether she could get pregnant, that was another matter.

"Hmm~" Iris squeezed out a sweet response from her mouth with pleasure, and then spread out her spider-like appendages, cut the spider silk one by one, and then went around the back of the Wild Hunter and crossed them to lock him tightly, allowing the two bodies to be closely and entangled together.

The Wild Hunter took advantage of the situation and grabbed a pair of plump buttocks to lift her off the ground, and she crossed her thighs and hooked them around the Wild Hunter's lower back. The softness on her chest was almost overflowing, as if she could lick it as long as she lowered her head and stuck out her tongue.

Without the support of spider silk, Iris would naturally fall under her own weight, swallowing the dragon head to the deepest part with her private parts, and then the Wild Hunter would move her slender body to rub his chest, creating distance and driving in.

When the dragon head hit her center, Iris let out a cry of surprise. Perhaps because she felt that this was unworthy of aristocracy, she quickly found the Wild Hunter's lips and blocked them with her own.

When the charcoal fire in the closet burned out, Iris's screams were heard in the living room.

“Ah… spare me… I really can’t hold on any longer…”

The climax came one after another, making Iris completely lose the ability to think. It was not until she saw the thick white puffs filling up her lower abdomen and flowing out from between her buttocks that she trembled and begged the Wild Hunter to let her go.

A meat stick without a flaccid period is really terrifying. Once it starts, she has no chance to breathe. Even if many energetic men take turns to do it, they may not be able to reach such a terrifying frequency.

"It's not easy. I was wondering how long you can hold on." The Wild Hunter let out a long sigh and was about to pull out the thing from between his legs, but Iris hugged him tightly to stop him.

"Don't pull it out." Iris begged again. So he kept thrusting his waist forward and thrusting deep, feeling the spasms and trembling of the beauty in his arms, and a tingling sensation in his waist.

"Actually, it's too late..." Iris explained with heavy breathing: "It's almost midnight, and the Pale Lady and I have a date to strengthen our relationship as 'allies'."

The white and tender legs, covered with juice, twitched from time to time, and that place was still contracting, savoring the remaining pleasure.

"Such an important matter, and yet you are still here indulging in pleasure." The Wild Hunter snorted coldly and slapped Iris's butt hard, making the buttocks, which were already immersed in the afterglow of the orgasm, become even more red and swollen.

"It's because this is an important meeting that I want you to accompany me. It's exciting to think about having sex secretly under that person's nose."

“It’s a bit disrespectful.”

"Things are different now. I'm going to be the governor of Shadow Isles soon, and then she will need my help. She exploited me so much in the past, and the Spider will also hold a grudge." Iris twisted her waist coquettishly a few times, and a low moan came out of her mouth again.

"Are you sure you can control yourself? If she sees through our plan and changes her stance, our plan will fail, and you can't afford that." Wild Hunter frowned and said, "Even if many of her plans fail in the end, it's not a reason for you to treat her as a fool."

"It's okay, I've got the mask ready."

Since he had promised Elise, the Wild Hunt couldn't refuse. He turned into skin armor and wrapped it around her, leaving the vibrator stuck inside without changing.

Iris quickly combed her hair and put on the cloak with the octopus brooch, transforming once again into the mysterious and elegant lady she was when they first met, and left the Zaafan mansion under the cover of night.

Chapter 198 Pale Lady

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The meeting point is in the city center of the Immortal Fortress, directly below the tower.

The Immortal Bastion is not a monument, as most Noxians believe. Nor is it simply a fortress, as the ancient tribes remember.

History is layered here, and its original appearance has been buried deep underground during repeated reconstructions over thousands of years.

The cave beneath the tower was cold and hung with cozy spiderwebs, gleaming smooth in the damp air.

Elise did not like coming so deep underground, but darkness was the hallmark of the Pale Lady, so she had to endure.

As always, their meetings were kept secret, and they communicated using mysterious symbols and sigils, guiding Elise through the maze of underground passages.

Considering the business she was dealing with, she wasn't surprised at all by the Pale Lady's wariness.

The Noxian commander-in-chief is a meticulous man, and his chain of schemes is almost impossible to see through. So it is not too much to keep it secret, and we need to assume that he has spies everywhere.

Iris walked alone on the hard rock ground. The four walls here were filled with an ancient power. The collision of power made every step she took make a sound.

The wall was covered with dark stone carvings, which were even darker. These stone carvings made the door behind it blend into the darkness, invisible to the naked eye, and only those who were familiar with the place could find it.

After passing through the invisible door created by the magic, they came to a downward stone staircase. Bone fragments were scattered on the bricks and stones, and unknown mysterious inscriptions were engraved in the niches on the walls.

A faint sound rang in my ears, like the whispering of a ghost from another world, but when I listened carefully, I could not hear any sound.

"Ouchen, the language of the underworld."

The Wild Hunt's whispers rang in Iris's ears, but she didn't dare respond, because the person she was going to see next might appear at any time.

After turning a corner, the blue and green light shone on Iris's mask, making the obsidian compound eyes on it sparkle.

It was a huge vertical shaft. Standing on the stairs at the edge of the well and looking down, you could see that the shaft was deeply embedded in the bedrock beneath Noxus, and its depth was far beyond the size of the fortress itself.

The cold blue and suspicious green blended into a roiling miasma, swirling far away in the depths below, reflecting the three bridges spanning above the gorge, as if leading to an unknown world of death.

And below the bridge, above the mad whirlpool, a huge, terrifying humanoid shadow was suspended in mid-air. It was a lifeless suit of armor, with its head missing, cut off from its soul.

There are at least a thousand similar statues in the old city of the Immortal Fortress, all of which have their heads smashed off. They are symbols of the horror of an era.

“Is this the great well of souls that sealed Mordekaiser?”

The Wild Hunt's voice became much more serious. He didn't expect that Elise and LeBlanc would choose to meet in this place.

But if you think about it carefully, it is not surprising, because this is the base camp of the Black Rose, and it is the place where this secret society is trying hard to hide.

Although LeBlanc has done all kinds of bad things, such as turning into a thorny rose vine and parasitizing Noxus to suck blood for a long time, and controlling this war beast to search for treasures for her, everything she did was to prevent another greater evil from returning to the world.

Iron Wraith - Mordekaiser.

Sarn Uzul, a cruel warlord from thousands of years ago, forged his empire with blood and death. After his soul returned to the underworld, he never rested, and returned to the world of the living as the Iron Wraith Mordekaiser, starting a brutal war again and almost exterminating an entire generation.

Those who were lucky enough to survive called that horrific era the Dark Ages.

The empire he created through war, Noxus, was the predecessor of Noxus. Even the Immortal Bastion itself was built by him to commemorate his achievements.

It is dark under the lamp. Who would have thought that the cruel and terrifying tyrant of the underworld is ready to make a move right under their feet?

"Are you not being followed?" a voice came from the shadows.

As a predator, Elise's multiple senses did not detect the Pale Lady's arrival at all. At most, she only heard a whisper, but she did not show any surprise.Mei I want to sing it, but there is no Lin Youyong in the sky...

"I deliberately avoided the crows on the road."

“You’d better be careful. The Curse of Ruin dissipated strangely, and Swain has set his sights on you.” The Pale Lady’s tone was ancient and elegant, an accent from another era.

Perhaps the act of wearing a mask was consistent with what Iris was saying at the moment, the other party noticed it but didn't say anything, so the Wild Hunt began to move slightly under his cloak.

"Come to think of it, this incident happened when you brought the Girl of the Void to the island. Do you know anything about it?" Hearing the other party suddenly mention himself and Kassadin, the Wild Hunt stopped again.

"We separated after we got to the island. I went to the heart of the island to confirm the situation only after I felt the curse dissipate. By that time, she had already left." Iris lied without blushing or breathing heavily.

"He actually has no interest in the secret treasures and relics in the basement... He is so mysterious. I don't know if he is a friend or an enemy."

"Regarding the council in two days, I need you to stand firm. This is a demon book I found on the island, which may be helpful in dealing with Ertahan and Tyberk." Iris took out an evil tome from under her cloak. The names she just mentioned belonged to two capable men under Mordekaiser, a shadow demon and a fire demon.

"Are you shaking?" The Pale Lady did not take the thing immediately. She keenly noticed the faint tremor at the end of Iris's words.

"I was injured by the black fog and still need to rest for a while."

The pale lady still hadn't shown up, but she probably didn't have too many doubts. A pair of pale hands reached out from the darkness and took the book. Her skin was almost transparent, and blue blood vessels as thin as hair were wriggling under her skin like worms, feeding a black rose on the back of her hand.

"Thank you for your thoughtfulness. You are always so lovely and charming." After checking the book and confirming that there was no problem, the pale lady put it into the darkness.

"I can make you governor, but I have one condition." She said: "I have placed spies among Swain's men. I will give you a list when the time comes. You must place them in important positions without leaving any traces and ensure that the relics are under our control."

"clear......"

"It's not over yet. When you set out again, you must use your position to find the whereabouts of that thing as quickly as possible."

Elise nodded.

Although the other party did not say what that thing was, Iris subconsciously glanced at the missing part of the armor in the Soul Well at that moment, and the Wild Hunt immediately confirmed that what they were looking for was the head of the Iron Wraith.

Tyranny only creates enemies.

The dark wizard group that LeBlanc belonged to was tempted by the power promised by Mordekaiser. They summoned him to the human world, but he killed them. They then used forbidden magic to transform them into immortal liches, enslaving them forever, which led her to finally take the risk and betray Mordekaiser.

She destroyed Mordekaiser not for the so-called justice, but just to completely free herself from his control.

But, was the result really what she wanted? Even this huge well of souls was the work of Mordekaiser, but she foolishly sealed him in it, which was equivalent to letting the tiger go back to the mountain.

All of this was as if Mordekaiser had deliberately revealed his flaws to lure her into doing this. Even if Leblanc knew that she had fallen into a trap, she couldn't change it.

For thousands of years, she could only guard the well carefully, while searching everywhere for something that could defeat him again when he returned, so as to prevent herself from being enslaved again.

From this, it is not difficult to guess that LeBlanc sealed Mordekaiser thousands of years ago, and in order to prevent him from returning to the human world, he deliberately handed his head to the masters of Fuguang Island for safekeeping.

However, she did not expect that the Curse of the Ruin would happen later, turning the Blessed Islands into the Shadow Isles.

Many people sent to look for it died on the island, and they were never able to retrieve the head, which made her extremely anxious.

Looking back to the time when Elise first went to the Shadow Isles, she also dreamed of finding this thing and being reused by her.

Now that the opportunity had finally come, Leblanc would of course remind Iris that only by keeping that thing in her hands could she feel at ease.

"Very good, very good." After saying this, Leblanc was silent.

“Has she left?” asked the Wild Hunt.

"Yeah." Iris responded in a low voice.

"Even you are on guard so hard. This damn woman is too cautious."

The Wild Hunt had followed Iris here to catch a glimpse of the "Foolish Beauty", but after waiting for a long time he only saw a dead-like forearm, so he was naturally not satisfied.

He didn't care where this place was. He immediately took Iris as the object of his anger and humiliated her severely under his cloak.

Chapter 199: Cassiopeia's Careful Plan

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When Iris came out of underground, having to use her limbs to help her walk against the wall, the sky was already turning pale.

These annoying little goblins wasted so much of his time that he had to postpone his visit to Cassiopeia until the next night after he was back on board.

When the time came, the Wild Hunt transferred his consciousness to Cassiopeia.

Melodious piano music came, and the Wild Hunt found Cassiopeia sitting in front of a grand piano, her ten fingers jumping back and forth on the black and white keys, turning into melody flowing in the cold night.

As usual, the Wild Hunt did not speak directly, but took a look around first.

This seemed to be a room specially prepared for piano practice. There was nothing in it except a piano from Piltover, and Cassiopeia was the only one there.