It was right at that moment when every hair on my body stood on end. An oppressive feeling of raw monstrous power washed over me.
There was no comparing it with any magic I'd witnessed before in this world. It was orders of magnitude more powerful. The only point of comparison I could make, was the feeling I got from Vyreth Himself during my brief conversation with him at the start of our journey.
This was a divine aura, a supreme power. What was happening?
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The three girls, Beatrice, Ginny, and Lothelea all felt it too. Wide eyed, they turned their heads this way and that, trying to find the source of this oppressive feeling.
I looked around the arena.
Chloe was still on her knees, but no longer servicing her partner. Pinky was curled up in a little ball, no longer being serviced, but lying in the fetal position, resting her head on Chloe's lap. Chloe gently stroked her head trying to soothe the terrified monster girl. Foxy was still on top of Milah, still impaled on his member but was no longer grinding on him. She was hunched low, chest pressed against his face, covering his body with her own to protect him.
Her hackles were raised, and she was growling defensively, looking around but failing to identify the threat.
"W-what's happening?" Ginny whimpered.
"You know how we were joking about the gods smiting these bastards?" I asked.
"No… no way," Beatrice stammered.
"Yes way," I said, grinning evily. I was looking forward to seeing these bastards pay.
"Be humble, be deferent," Lothelea hissed a warning. "Do not call their wrath upon us."
A single voice called out. A young girl's voice, one I recognized instantly. It wasn't loud, but it was strong, somehow perfectly audible to me despite the distance and walls between us.
"Ia! Ia! Nyar'Shiggurath! Despair all ye sinners, and repent! For the Slithering Violation is called once again to taste the light of the mortal realm."
It was Emi's voice. What the fuck was this?
"Ia! Ia! Nyar'Shiggurath! Despair all ye sinners, and repent! For the Despoiler of Purity has judged your worth and found it lacking."
Emi's voice grew more powerful, uncountable numbers of soft whispers joined in with her voice in a great hissing choir. Emi's voice was fine, but the whispers my head when I tried to focus on them individually.
"Okay, so that's my friend Emi… another traveller from my world and she's… what is she doing?" I stammered.
"She's calling a god." Lothelea gasped in horror. "The rite of Ankadiseth, a dark elven ritual. The very same that doomed our world. It's happening again!"
"Ia! Ia! Nyar'Shiggurath! Despair all ye sinners, and repent! Open the gate to the Cathedral of Eternal Violation. Let your voices sing! Sing for Him! Sing!"
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Another wave of power crashed over me. I felt a great and unnatural compulsion to sing. I had to join the Choir. I had to show proper respect. I crushed the feeling with my Willpower, recognizing it as artificial.
"Ia! Ia! Nyar'Shiggurath!"
Both Beatrice and Ginny sitting next to me had joined the Choir. Lothelea and Chloe were both able to resist the compulsion.
"Ia! Ia! Nyar'Shiggurath!"
A great Choir sung out. A thousand voices or more. The entire town sung the Elder One's praises. I felt another wave of power. Curious, I activated my [Sense Mana].
Infinite and Beautiful, Blinding and Overpowering. My eyes rolled back and I lost consciousness.
"Ia! Ia! Nyar'Shiggurath!"
I woke up again, flat on my back, probably only a few seconds later. My mana sense was deactivated once more. I wasn't about to try something like that again.
[Sense Mana] Skill has reached rank 9
[Sense Mana] Skill has reached rank 10 (MAX)
Two skill levels in an instant, for merely attempting to sense a god's power. Fuck.
"Are you okay?" Lothelea gasped.
"Yeah… I just tried to [Sense Mana]. Bad idea, don't do that." I explained.
"Ia! Ia! Nyar'Shiggurath! Despair all ye sinners, and repent! The bargain is struck!"
There was a noise. It was an inhuman screech, as high as loud as shrieking steel, and as low and rumbling as a fog horn. It was an explosive wall of sound that would have knocked me off my feet, had I been standing.
Then… there was a terrible silence. Perfect and pure. Cold sweat dripped down my back, and I held my breath.
Then there was rumbling. And then… the world above me exploded.
A shapeless mass of black tentacles crashed through the walls and ceiling, slithering, grasping, ripping and tearing. A shower of wood splinters fell on me.
"Ia! Ia! Nyar'Shiggurath!" The Choir sang.
"Ia! Ia! Nyar'Shiggurath!" Lothelea, Chloe and I all joined them, unable to bear witness the divine being in front of us and not sing its praise.
The mass of writhing tentacles poured down on me from above. The tendrils enveloped me, smothering all light, slithering and tasting my flesh. My feet left the sandy floor and I was lost in the void, an entire universe composed of only slime and slithering.
The Great Violator touched me everywhere, arms, legs, breasts, back, toes, thighs… And yes, the Elder God of Defiled Purity raped me, as was his divine right. Tentacles forcefully entered my mouth, vagina, and anus, all at once. Despite the violence of His blessing, there was little pain.
I moaned against the tentacle in my mouth, and grinded my hips against the tentacles in my ass and pussy. They explored me deeply and roughly. I relaxed and let the creature bless me with its sacramental forced intercourse. There would be no fighting this one. I felt warm slime coat every inch of my body, inside and out. It tingled and relieved aches and pains I didn't even know I had.
Then, only a few seconds later, the tentacles withdrew.