With everything that Bonger told me, there was obviously no way I could risk repeating the same mistake if it had even the slightest chance of turning into a nail to Eve's coffin. Instead of this, I forcefully pulled myself out of Monica's embrace, flushing her head with a fistful of water from the ground in an attempt to wake her up from her daze.

"Teacher?"

With about three-quarters of my real power now unlocked, I didn't need to pretend to be bound by this strange structure on the floor tiles. While it took me a while to wake Monica's up, when she opened her eyes, instead of fury from the fact that I still overwhelmed her, I could see ecstasy most likely born from the insane amount of energy that I pumped her stomach full with.

"What… Wait, why you can move?"

With Monca's eyes finally recovering back to her usual, slightly mischievous look, she instantly widened them when she saw me kneeling in front of her spread out legs. Just a single look at her own crotch with some droplets of my cum flowing down on her legs gave birth to the spark, that instantly ignited her memories.

With her hands reaching for her mouth, her mind had to go through the way in which I pumped her insides full of my semen, with the slight convulsions shaking her body for a moment, before she shook her head once again, as if only now consciously realising what sort of energy was contained within the liquid I pumped down her throat.

As the rage that was born from her memories turned into elation, her entire body shook, breaking down her attempt to stand up, making her end up back on her bottom, with her feet bound back as she inevitably once again exposed her crotch.

"Just who the hell you are…"

Instead of throwing herself at me in look for even more cum of mine, or even trying to punish me for my audacity to make a move on her when she clearly told me what I had to do in order to fuck her in the way I wanted, she simply sat there in her silly pose, staring at me as if trying to uncover what kind of monster I was just by looking at me.

"Teacher?"

Shifting my head to the side, as if I was indeed a cute animal not understanding what its owner wanted to communicate to it, I continued to rudely stare at her features, to the point where even someone as open as her felt the need to cover herself a bit, by bringing her legs closer and covering her breasts with her arms.

"Mind answering my previous question? Just from how filling your… thing was, I can tell you are way stronger than you are trying to appear as!"

Throwing me both a curious and suspecting look, she continued to stare at me, while trying to ignore the fact that with how she was sitting down on her butt, and with me standing, the direct line of her sight should fall on the source of this celestial liquid that she already acknowledged having some wondrous effects.

But after learning about the potential cost of unleashing it, there was no way I could be as open with it as I was before, fucking literally everything that showed any sign of willingness!

"What do you mean, teacher? Rather than that, I should thank you for gracing me with such a huge amount of energy!"

Falling to my knees, I kowtowed in front of her, even going as far as creeping closer and placing a kiss on top of her knee, since her foot itself was hidden under her bottom. After all, if I were to pull her leg forward now, she could clearly misunderstand it for an invitation for yet another session of exchanging the fluids!

"What? Ah, sure…"

Still clearly confused about the situation, in the end, Monica decided to just go with my explanation, for now, raising up to a standing position, before grabbing my hand and pulling me out of the room, before pushing me to the pool that I eyed before.

"Clean yourself up, I will wait for you here."

Sitting down on the edge of the pool, she just watched while I could finally enjoy my time in the pool, swimming as if I was a kid who finally managed to convince his parents to bring them to one. But that was only what I was showing on the outside, circling between many other naked girls, while pretending to gaze at their attributes. In reality, I was back to thinking about the entire situation, trying to find any clues that I could miss before.

What was the connection between the protectors of the realms and the immortals? Was that the highest rank one could achieve? How did it correspond to the levels of my system? How many upgrades should I go through in order to achieve it? What would happen when I would reach the rank corresponding to the immortal?

From the fact that with the third upgrade of the system, I only managed to reach the initial stage of the saint realm, which I could deduce from the appearance of the techniques connected manipulating the crux of the matter, namely the realm and essence. I got all the way to the middle of the spirit realm without even a single system upgrade, yet breaking through the remaining half took me two more damned upgrades? At this rate, would I have to upgrade my system once per a single stage? Or maybe even several times?

If that were to happen, I would call fucking bullshit!

Just reaching the last step before I could even upgrade the system required me to massacre an entire city. If the growth of the experience required to reach even higher levels would stay as it was, without changing a bit, I would most likely be forced to massacre the entire damned world before I could ever think about reaching the top of the world!

Was this really the path that God wanted me to take in order to turn me into a perfect soldier of his? A destroyer of worlds and murdered of more lives than the entire mother earth has ever housed?!

BULLSHIT!