Post-Apocalyptic America: Synthetic 3D Female Protagonist.

He walked over slowly, ignoring the magical chains binding the girl, and picked her up directly from the cross.

Her soft, voluptuous body instantly fell into a firm embrace. Feng Zhanbinghua exclaimed in surprise and instinctively tried to struggle, but found herself powerless.

Especially her full breasts, which were unable to bear the weight, pressed tightly against the man's chest and were deformed from being squeezed. That unfamiliar and intense sensation made her mind go blank, and her cheeks instantly turned as if they were about to bleed.

"I won't kill you?"

Su Hui lowered his head and brought his lips close to her small ear. His warm breath brushed against her sensitive earlobe, giving her goosebumps all over her body.

"sure."

He spoke in a mocking, devilish whisper, "But what are you willing to give up for your life?"

Su Hui's voice seemed to possess a magical power, penetrating Feng Zhanbinghua's ears and causing her body to tremble uncontrollably.

She was held in Su Hui's arms in an extremely domineering manner, his masculine presence completely enveloping her.

Through the thin fabric of the sailor uniform, she could clearly feel the scorching heat from the other person's chest, like a branding iron, and the steady, powerful heartbeat.

What humiliated and terrified her most was that her proud, full breasts were being tightly pressed against the other man's firm pectoral muscles. The full and soft sensation was clearly felt by the other man and by herself.

"me……"

Feng Zhanbinghua stammered, his mind a complete mess.

She is merely a "phenomenon" constructed by the AIM force field, an "angel" born from the unconscious desires of countless ability users.

She possesses human emotions and thoughts, but her nature dictates that her perception of the world is simple and direct.

In her perception, the man before her was the embodiment of power and destruction.

The scene of him easily extinguishing the fire on the right had completely shattered her fragile defenses.

"What...what should I do?"

She raised her head and looked at Su Hui with her large, watery, seemingly expressive purple eyes, her voice barely audible.

That vulnerable, helpless appearance was enough to arouse any man's most primal sadistic desires.

Su Hui did not answer, but instead expressed his feelings through actions.

He tightened his grip on Feng Zhanbinghua's slender waist slightly, while his other hand began to slowly roam over her trembling body.

His fingertips traced the girl's flat, smooth abdomen, feeling the delicate skin tremble slightly under his palm.

Then, his palm slowly moved upwards, past that flimsy waist, and finally rested on that breathtaking fullness outlined by the sailor uniform.

"Waaah!"

Feng Zhanbinghua let out a suppressed gasp, her body instantly stiffening.

The large hand didn't roughly knead her; it simply covered her gently. The warmth emanating from its palm seemed to melt away all her reason.

She could clearly feel that her body was undergoing some shameful changes.

Su Hui's hand continued upward along that perfect curve, stroking her slender, fair neck, and finally gently pinched her delicate chin, forcing her to raise her head and look into his eyes.

"You're asking me what to do?"

A wicked smile played on Su Hui's lips as he leaned close to Feng Zhanbinghua's ear and whispered, word by word, in a voice only the two of them could hear:

"I want you, body and soul, to be completely mine."

boom!

These words struck Feng Zhanbinghua like a thunderclap.

Her purple eyes suddenly widened, filled with shame, humiliation, and a hint of relief—a sense of resignation she herself didn't even realize.

To become...his thing?

For an "angel" who has just been born and is still full of ignorance about the world, the meaning of this request is too heavy and too... specific.

She looked into Su Hui's deep, azure eyes, which seemed to contain the entire starry sky, and saw no emotion beyond desire within them.

Cold, domineering, and fiery.

She understood that she had no room to refuse.

To resist means to be completely wiped out, just like that red-haired man.

Tears of humiliation welled up in her eyes, but she forced them back.

She bit her lower lip, her pearly teeth leaving a faint mark on her soft lips.

After a long while, she seemed to use all her strength to squeeze out a whimpering response from her throat.

"Waaah... I understand."

That pitiful little face looked exactly like a punching bag.

So cute!

Seeing her like this, Su Hui's smile deepened.

He released his embrace, but his hand remained on Feng Zhan Binghua's body, gently patting her shapely, pert buttocks, and said in a commanding tone:

"Come on, kneel down first."

Feng Zhanbinghua's body trembled violently as a wave of humiliation overwhelmed her.

But she hesitated for only a second before obediently bending her knees and kneeling before Su Hui on the cold, hard, light-filled floor.

Her pristine white sailor uniform contrasted sharply with the sacred and magnificent surroundings, adding a touch of blasphemous beauty.

"Open your mouth and serve your master with your mouth."

Su Hui's voice rang out again, and while Feng Zhanbinghua was still somewhat bewildered, he gently traced his thumb across her rosy, glistening lips.

Feng Zhan Binghua closed her eyes, with glistening teardrops hanging from her long eyelashes.

With trembling hands, she reached out and broke the shackles that bound the demon.

She let out a faint, mournful cry as that ferocious, scalding hot thing sprang out.

Under Su Hui's gaze, she lowered her proud head and offered her first kiss as an "angel".

Feng Zhanbinghua's cherry-like lips parted slightly as she carefully took the tip into her mouth, her tongue awkwardly licking the smooth surface.

The salty, slightly sweet taste spread in her mouth, causing her to furrow her brow slightly.

"Ugh... Mmm..."

A suppressed groan escaped Feng Zhan Binghua's throat, and warm saliva slid down the shaft, creating a slippery sensation.

Su Hui squinted comfortably as the big guy bounced around in her small mouth, feeling the clumsy entanglement of that soft tongue.

Each swallow was tinged with obvious hesitation, yet it intertwined innocence with taboo, stimulating his tailbone to go numb.

"Yes, like that, slowly suck, curl it with your tongue... a little deeper."

Feng Zhan Binghua's body stiffened, but she still obediently let the big guy slide in deeper.

Her tender oral cavity walls tightly enveloped her, and her soft tongue clumsily swirled around, making soft gurgling sounds.

With each swallow, she felt the burning pulse, and the masculine scent rushing into her nostrils made her cheeks flush.

"Umm...uh-ha..."

She couldn't help but groan, tears streaming down her cheeks and dripping onto the collar of her sailor uniform.

Su Hui's breathing grew heavier, and the forbidden sense of conquest made his lower body even harder.

He enjoyed the girl's clumsy movements; each time her tongue brushed against his sensitive spots, it felt like an electric current running down his spine.

Su Hui’s deep voice rang out as he pressed his palm against the back of her head, guiding her to swallow more deeply.

Feng Zhanbinghua's throat bobbed, making gurgling swallowing sounds, and tears slid down her cheeks.

She opened her mouth wide, trying to take in more, her red lips tightly wrapped around her lips, creating layers of tightness.

"Waaah... Hmm... Cuddle..."

Her moans were tinged with sobs, and she knelt on the ground, her jade-like legs, encased in over-the-knee stockings, trembling slightly.

Su Hui's fingers ran through her flaxen hair, feeling its smooth texture, while his other manhood was enveloped by her warm, moist mouth, sucked like a whirlpool.

He gazed at her full, firm breasts beneath her sailor uniform, which swayed gently with her movements, a flicker of fire in his eyes.

"Well done. Now loosen your collar and let those voluptuous treasures join in."

Kazakiri Hyouka's body stiffened, but she still obediently raised her hand and tremblingly pulled open the collar of her sailor uniform.

Her full, firm breasts were suddenly exposed to the air, her pink nipples slightly erect from nervousness, and her snow-white skin glowed with an alluring luster.

She cupped the two plump snowballs in her hands, sandwiching the large object between them; the soft elasticity tightly enveloped the pillar.

She took a deep breath and squeezed the big guy into that warm crevice.

"Ah... Is this... alright... Master..."

Her voice trembled, filled with shameful sobs, and her cheeks were flushed red as if they were about to bleed.

"Well done!"

Su Hui's breathing became heavy. The big guy felt the warm friction under the pressure of the snowball, and each up and down slide brought out a slight pattering sound.

The massive object was tightly gripped by the snowball's smooth skin, and warm, elastic waves surged around it.

Feng Zhanbinghua lowered her head and continued to hold the tip of her tongue in her mouth with her red lips, her tongue circling nimbly in coordination with the kneading of her hands.

Saliva mixed with pre-ejaculate dripped from the corners of her mouth onto her breasts, leaving a wet, sticky residue.

"Coo-choo... Slurp... Coo-choo coo-choo..."

Her movements gradually became more skilled, and the alternating stimulation of the soft, bouncy snowballs and the warm, moist lips caused Su Hui's body to tense up slightly.

The forbidden pleasure was amplified in the sacred environment. Her purity as an angel was defiled step by step, but it brought a different kind of desire to conquer.

Su Hui's fingers wedged into her disheveled flaxen hair, gently tugging and guiding the rhythm.

That angelic, pure body was now completely under his control, giving him layers upon layers of pleasure.

The whimpering of Feng Zhanbinghua gradually turned into a soft moan.

Her jade-like feet were slightly curled on the floor, and her toes shone with a rosy and translucent luster through the thin fabric of her over-the-knee socks.

While admiring the beautiful scenery beneath him and enjoying the young woman's services, Su Hui didn't forget his business.

His other hand reached out towards the core control console of "Bethlehem Star" not far ahead.

It was a complex three-dimensional structure composed of countless light bands and runes, serving as the central hub of the entire aerial fortress.

When Su Hui placed his palm on it, his "Power Control Domain" talent was instantly activated.

hum-

The entire planet Bethlehem trembled violently. In the core control panel, the complex spells and permission settings that originally belonged to the Right Flame were instantly washed away, analyzed, and reconstructed like a castle built on sand in the face of Su Hui's higher-dimensional power of law.

Countless pieces of information about this aerial fortress flooded into Su Hui's mind like a burst dam.

Its structural principles, energy source, and application of techniques... everything was instantly understood and controlled by him.

This "Kingdom of God," which was built by Right Fire with the utmost dedication, combining the knowledge of 103,000 books of magic with the power of the faith of the world's Christians, completely changed its master in less than ten seconds.

Su Hui stood in front of the control panel, his gaze piercing through the walls of the temple, looking down at the blue planet below.

In his view, the Earth's surface was covered by countless densely packed red dots.

That was a battleground, a place of artillery fire, magic, blood, and death.

A thought suddenly occurred to him.

The divine radiance that enveloped the surface of the "Star of Bethlehem" softened instantly. Immediately afterward, an invisible wave containing absolute will rippled outward from the fortress, instantly enveloping the entire Earth.

On the icy plains of Russia, the Drive Armor of Academy City is engaged in a fierce battle with the magicians of the Russian Cult.

suddenly,

Whether it was the soldier pulling the trigger or the magician chanting incantations, everyone's movements froze at the same moment.

An irresistible, soul-deep authority forcefully halted all their hostile actions.

A voice simultaneously resounded in their minds.

"The war is over."

The voice was calm, yet it contained an undeniable power of law.