Type-Moon, isn't this really the other world?

"Stop! Come at me if you have a problem!"

Rama shouted angrily.

He resolutely withdrew the flames that were blocking the invasion of the black mud.

The black mud instantly invaded her body, and the strange sensation made Rama groan. His expression remained angry, and he gritted his teeth as he looked at the large hand placed on his wife's taillight.

"Release Sita!"

"What if you change your mind after I release you?"

Lin Jiu'an remained motionless in his previous position: "Shouldn't we wait until I've completely soaked you before we talk about it?"

"you this..."

Rama gritted his teeth and spoke in a trembling voice, but could not continue. The black mud kept surging into his body, bringing a level of stimulation that even filming "The Great Uncensored" could not provide even one percent of, let alone Rama, who had never experienced such a feeling before.

The intense stimulation rushed to her brain, making it difficult for her to maintain the angry expression on her face.

"Ugh, what... what is this 'sweet' stuff?!"

Was Sita corrupted under such stimulation?

This doesn't seem to be Sita's fault.

Why is this damned, inherently evil sixth beast so incredibly powerful?!

"Stop? Stop?!?!?!"

'Plop!'

I don’t know how much time has passed.

Rama had completely lost consciousness under the attack of the black mud, and the black mud that had bound Rama in mid-air silently receded, causing Rama's unsupported body to fall to the ground.

The violent impact caused her to let out a cry of pain.

He vomited clear water.

Seeing Ramana's tearful and pitiful state, with no pupils visible in his open eyes, Sita felt a pang of guilt. After all, Ramana had ended up like this because he had tried to 'save' him.

And she, this wicked woman, even cooperated with Lin Jiu'an in this charade to corrupt him.

Sita, you are a hopelessly wicked woman.

"Alright, what are you thinking? You're helping her too."

Lin Jiu'an slapped Xi Duo's pert bottom and comforted her, "If it weren't for your help, I don't know how long she would have kept up her act and how much torment she would have suffered. Now that you've helped, it's over sooner. I believe that once she's sober, she'll be happy to be with you in the future."

Chapter Seventeen: From Husband and Wife to Sisters, Scáthach Arrives

Rama and Sita were unable to be together because of a curse.

But the curse seemed utterly ridiculous in his eyes.

Let alone a curse left by an ordinary woman, as far as His status is concerned, He can resolve any "curse" set by beings of the highest god level, such as Zeus or Odin. Even if it is a curse set by Zeus or Odin, He can devour it given enough time.

"From now on, you two will be husband and wife, but also sisters."

"Ugh, it's all because of you, Jiu'an." Xi Duo whimpered, feeling less guilty. Instead, her attention was diverted to something else because Lin Jiu'an moved.

"Jiu'an, aren't you coming?" Xiduo turned her head, her beautiful eyes filled with tears as she looked at Lin Jiu'an with deep emotion.

"I'm a man who keeps his promises."

Lin Jiu'an spoke seriously, and then slapped Xiduo hard across the face again.

Do you want me to break my promise?

"Woo?"

Lin Jiu'an was quite strong. Although he didn't hurt her, he did cause Xi Duo some pain. But that was nothing to worry about. Xi Duo didn't mind the occasional pain. What Xi Duo couldn't accept was that he had been holding the position of passing by her house without entering for quite some time.

Almost an hour has passed since Rama surrendered.

This naughty girl's attention is all on her 'ex-husband'.

Although the human body is poised to act here, the black mud is also part of his body. He needs to control it and be able to clearly perceive everything about it. When he usually uses it to bully her, Huyan Zhuo, and Nagao Kagetora, he is actually facing stimulation from three parties at the same time.

With Rama putting out the fire, Lin Jiu'an can afford to ignore it.

But she can't!

"Jiu'an, please stop bullying me!" Xiduo twisted her body, almost crying, drool dripping from the corners of her mouth from her craving for food. "I'm so hungry!"

"Bear it!"

Lin Jiu'an slapped Xiduo hard again, then ignored Xiduo's resentful expression that was almost crying.

He turned around and walked straight toward Rama.

"Ugh, Jiu'an?!"

With tears in her eyes, Sita watched Lin Jiu'an's departing figure helplessly and desperately. She felt that she had suffered a betrayal a thousand times worse than when Rama had ruthlessly abandoned her after she became pregnant. No, it was a betrayal ten thousand times worse!

Lin Jiu'an stopped in front of Luo Mo.

After a long pause, whether from hearing footsteps or smelling a scent, Rama's fiery red eyes regained some luster and focus, his gaze immediately landing on Lin Jiu'an's spear.

"stand up."

Lin Jiu'an's cold and mocking voice rang out.

Rama immediately snapped out of his daze, raising his head in shame and anger to glare at Lin Jiu'an: "Don't even think about it!"

"Is that so?" A mocking smile appeared on Lin Jiu'an's lips, and some magic power emanated from the gun.

The intensely concentrated magical aura instantly caused Rama's anger to falter, his gaze instinctively falling on the spear radiating magical power, and his throat bobbing slightly.

I really want to...

"Want it?"

Rama suddenly snapped back to his senses and tried to move his head away, but his eyes still couldn't help but dart towards Lin Jiu'an's head.

He said in a trembling voice, "Stay away from me!"

"Ah."

Lin Jiu'an didn't expose Rama's stubbornness, but instead mocked, "It seems your sincerity isn't quite there. Very well, then I'll go find Sita. I believe your wife would be very willing to do this for me..."

"and many more!"

Luo Mo immediately said, but Lin Jiu'an seemed not to listen to her and turned around directly.

Although the turning motion was extremely slow.

But at this moment, worried that his wife had been overwhelmed by the corrupting magic and was unable to think clearly, Rama could no longer think that much and instinctively crawled over on his hands and feet.

This is for Sita!

Thinking this, Rama grabbed Lin Jiu'an and opened his mouth with a face full of shame.

Lin Jiu'an gasped, squinting as he admired Rama's humiliated expression, when he suddenly felt the restraints binding Fujimaru Ritsuka being removed, and looked in her direction.

"Tsk, more helpers have arrived?"

Lin Jiu'an shook his head. He really suspected that when he pushed Fujimaru Ritsuka to the brink, the Heroic Spirits in the Hall of Heroes would jump down one by one to cause trouble.

"I wonder if Joan of Arc will come to her aid this time?"

The black mud surged and enveloped Rama, who looked utterly humiliated.

"Ugh, what are you going to do...?!"

Clothes formed from magic appeared on Lin Jiu'an's body, and he turned and walked out of the prison.

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Inside the prison warden's room.

The chilling sound of flesh flowing continuously filled the air.

In the center of the room, Fujimaru Ritsuka's hands were suspended in the air, with only her head exposed. The rest of her body was covered by a terrifying, seemingly flowing black mud.

"Uh-huh?!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka cried out in anguish, her beautiful eyes already filled with tears of pain.

"Someone, someone, please save me!!"

The erosion from the black mud has become secondary. What Fujimaru Ritsuka finds most unacceptable now is that she has discovered she can no longer feel excitement, just like when she was pushed down by Nagao Kagetora when she first entered prison.

Every time the dam is about to release water, someone suddenly blocks it or raises its height.

The extreme repression was so torturous that Fujimaru Ritsuka felt like her mind was about to go crazy, and she would definitely break down if this continued!

"Ugh, help me..."

Suddenly, a figure appeared silently in the room.

A cold light flashed.

Fujimaru Ritsuka felt a sudden lightness in her body.

The black mud gripping her wrists and the black mud wrapped around her body all disappeared, and she fell to the ground from the air. Fortunately, the height was not high, and the not-too-heavy impact of the fall allowed Fujimaru Ritsuka to regain some of her senses.

"Fujimaru Ritsuka."

Fujimaru Ritsuka raised her head.

What catches the eye is a pair of long, beautiful legs encased in purple boots and a form-fitting purple combat suit. Above that is a flat school uniform that seems to reveal a hint of a navel, and a full bust encased in two breasts within the purple combat suit.

And he raised his head to its limit.

Fujimaru Ritsuka saw a cold and aloof face that was completely different from her sexy attire.

"Can I still leave?"

"can!"

Although Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't know who the other person was, now was clearly not the time to ask such questions. She immediately braced herself, which was already feeling weak, and staggered a bit before gritting her teeth and saying, "I can do it!"

A hint of appreciation appeared in Scáthach's eyes. Without saying anything more, she turned around and said, "Stay close to me."

With her legs trembling and weak, Fujimaru Ritsuka staggered out of the room, barely managing to stay upright and following Scáthach. Fortunately, Scáthach clearly knew that Fujimaru Ritsuka's current body couldn't run fast, so she maintained a pace that Fujimaru Ritsuka could barely keep up with.

Ran for a while.

The two heard the sound of swords clashing from ahead, followed by a pure white figure stained with blood flying towards them.

"Nero?!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka exclaimed in surprise, disregarding her current exhaustion, and instinctively lunged forward to catch Nero as he flew backward.

However, the impact of the opponent flying backward was too great. Fujimaru Ritsuka was already exhausted and was directly carried away and sent flying, becoming a human cushion, slamming heavily against the wall with a force that could kill an ordinary person on the spot.

"Ugh?!"

"Ritsuka?"

Nero quickly stood up: "Are you alright?"

"No, it's okay."

With the buffer provided by the [Fallen Spirit Armor], Fujimaru Ritsuka was not harmed. However, the kinetic energy from the impact was completely converted into magic power, which began to move within Fujimaru Ritsuka's body again, causing a continuous flow of magic power to surge into her already crowded body.

Suppressing the feeling, Fujimaru Ritsuka let Nero pull her up and looked towards the front of the corridor.

Scáthach was already locked in a fierce battle with Kagetora Nagao. Their crimson and silver spears clashed repeatedly, and every moment, the walls, ceiling, and ground of the prison were destroyed by the magic and gusts of wind generated by the collision of the spears.

'Dang!'

The spears clashed violently, and Scáthach and Kagetora Nagao both staggered back a few steps.

"The Queen of the Land of Shadows isn't as powerful as the rumors say."

Kagetora Nagao sneered, but his eyes were incredibly serious.

It has been blessed by black mud.

Her strength and speed are now on par with Scáthach in her current state.

However, when it comes to marksmanship, she is inferior to her opponent.

The hundreds of exchanges in just over ten seconds had clearly made her feel exhausted. Although she was proficient in all kinds of weapons, including swords, knives, axes, etc., in addition to spears, she would only lose faster in this close-quarters, unarmored combat situation if she used other weapons!