《Retsuken Word》The word change chapter 13 infernal light
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The girl in the red spy outfit took off the helmet on her head and her name appeared:
"Eli." That name reminded me of a novel that my grandmother watched for almost five years, and where the female lead was a little girl, who was kidnapped very often, and she escaped of his captors as if she were Houdini or her captors were very stupid. And the worst thing is that she did not become more distrustful of people she does not know and 'poof' They kidnapped her again, so she didn't learn shit from the experience.
But the woman in front of me had very smart eyes in addition to having fox ears on her head, she was beautiful, when I looked closely I saw that the hair on her body was abundant but very short, she looked at me as if waiting for something.
"Papa Smurf, what are you waiting to die?" Eli said.
I looked at her strangely and said:
"Hello, I'm Tom! Can't you see my name floating above my head?"
"Tom Smurf, you're one of those hard-to-kill Omnihumans!" Eli said, while looking at me happily and with a predatory air.
I swallowed hard and said:
"Why do you say that?
She looked at me as if seeing a plate of food and said:
"Early in this mess, I watch the news and I see the youtubers raving about the powers they gained and all the ins and outs of creating a character!
So, I created the perfect being! so that's me!
Since the dungeon walls didn't crush you to death, it's up to me to absorb your life energy which will become my experience points…!"
"Groar groar!" Rumbled my stomach, interrupting her. I looked at her and said:
"Since you're going to kill me, could you feed me as my last wish before I leave this world!"
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"Groar groar groar!" My stomach growled again, while I looked at her with the face of a dying puppy.
"Okay, you can't escape from there by yourself, and your energy will taste better." She brought out a tray with roast beef and 4 beers, heated the beef in the microwave and sat down across from me and began to serve me food.
Sometime after eating and talking, she admitted that she was full. Although I couldn't say the same, at least my stomach wasn't growling anymore. She put her hands on my temple, making me blush, I thought she was going to kiss me, but with a loving smile she said:
"I like to fuck and be fucked!" This moved me a lot and I thought that she was going to free me, she looked at me bringing her face a little closer to mine, her mouth almost grazed with my mouth and said:
“But your skin color also reminds me of zombies, that's why, although I enjoy your company, your dirty color scares me, and I'm scared that something will stick to me, from your dirty snake, that's why! I will do with you, something almost as delicious, as fucking!”
I almost told her to use a condom and that we could do it in a dark room. I resisted the urge to tell her that, but with curiosity I looked at her and I swallowed again and asked her:
"What's as tasty as fucking?"
She smirked at me and said:
“It is that I absorb your vital energy! Sorry Papa Smurf, it was nice chatting with you, but it's time to die!"
"Damn!" I thought that I would be able to soften her, but it turned out that she was a crazy bitch, while she feed me. She told me that I was not the first to try to kill with this method, and she confessed her adventures to me. Generally, her victims when she crossed them on the floor, the floor of the dungeon crushed them in seconds, so she easily reached level 10.
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The most tragic thing is that only the most handsome men have survived, on this floor, and she has these poor souls pressed by the hands and feet, somewhere on this floor, and she has been using them as humans’ dildos.
"Aaaah!" I groaned in pain at the same time that I felt that my energy was leaving me.
In a corner of my vision appeared my health points:
"Hp and Mp: 186/196 pts.
I had already lost 30 points, as I could see Eli's face, who had her eyes closed, as she savored the pleasure of ecstasy from savoring my energy. While I could see how she began to touch herself in exotic places.
"10, 9, 8, 7, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0.! Ding, you have successfully copied the race: Mutant Star Kitsune." My Omnivaiz told me, just what I was waiting for, so I took 100 pts from biomass and converted them into experience.
“Ding ding ding! You have reached level 2 of the new race, acquired the abilities intangibility and invisibility. With this action my Biomass points became 0.
My first action was to become intangible, and my second action was to become invisible, thereby escaping from Eli's hands to the floor below her apartment.
A few seconds later I saw how some red hair crossed the ceiling, revealing Eli's angry face as she looked around this room, I saw her red eyes illuminated with an infernal light.
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