Simon lay on top of the priestess, trembling slightly for nearly a minute, ejaculating until the girl's lower abdomen bulged slightly in an arc.
What seemed horrifying was actually quite normal; after all, in this "rebirth," he had inherited the physique of a whale.
The vitality and quantity of his semen naturally far exceeded that of humans, surpassing even the most gifted Black people—a true "racial" advantage.
Even after such a vigorous ejaculation, Simon's penis remained erect, leaving the priestess, almost unconscious, with furrowed brows and an open mouth, like a fish struggling to breathe.
Just as he was about to continue thrusting, a sharp shout suddenly came from outside:
"Villain, let her go!"
It was the tall, slender female general, Tokugawa Inazuma, with knee-length, flowing purple hair, wearing a short kimono, revealing two long, snow-white legs, and high-heeled wooden clogs.
Her gaze fell upon the Ninefold Divine Child lying on the ground, her phoenix eyes flashing with murderous intent.
Her best friend lay sprawled on the ground, her vulva a mess. Her full mons pubis and labia were smeared with semen, her swollen labia majora slightly everted, her labia majora ravaged and blood-red, spread wide to the left and right.
Her vulva swelled and contracted as if panting. Even though the vile penis had been withdrawn, the vaginal opening still couldn't close easily, continuously gushing out semen.
Her best friend's state was unbelievable. Waking up in the middle of the night and finding the Divine Child not beside her, she had a bad feeling. Seeing the note her friend had left, she rushed over.
But she was too late!
"Both little bitches are here." Simon showed no panic, instead licking his lips as he sized up Inazuma who had rushed over.
Her off-the-shoulder short coat, like the one worn by the goddess, was designed for nighttime use, prioritizing convenience and revealing more than it was worth.
Her snow-white neck, shoulders, and delicate collarbones were accentuated, but most striking were her two full, rounded, snow-white breasts, their deep cleavage and heaving hem accentuated by their shape.
Perhaps due to her haste, the coat had slipped slightly, exposing the upper half of her breasts, with a glimpse of her delicate, pink areola at the lowest point.
The hem of the coat only covered her upper thighs, revealing two shapely, firm, and long, snow-white legs.
And faintly, a dark purple shadow could be seen between her snow-white thighs.
The young general drew her sword, her beautiful eyes flashing, and slashed at Simon.
"Swoosh!"
An invisible, blade-shaped aura burst forth, its sharpness unmatched. Simon frowned and hastily dodged.
Even though he had adapted to his body and was much faster than before, a small piece of flesh was still sliced off his shoulder, blood splattering.
While healing his injury, he raised an eyebrow and teased, "You little bitch, your blade's pretty sharp, but I've made you bleed before."
Simon pointed to his large penis, still glistening with the white fluid from the goddess's vagina, deliberately provoking Inazuma.
Inazuma ignored him. She removed her wooden clogs; they weren't suitable for exerting force. Her plump, slender feet, with rounded ankles and tucked toes, touched the ground directly. A speck of dust clung to her translucent toes, only highlighting the soft, white suppleness of her feet.
She regulated her breathing, her legs slightly crossed, one in front of the other. Her smooth, bare calves and calves were long and shapely, their lines graceful, yet the strong muscles gave her the agility of a female leopard.
Once she had regulated her breathing, she suddenly pushed off with her right foot, her entire slender body transforming into a longsword, slashing down at Simon!
"Die!"
A flash of purple lightning streaked across the sky, and a figure retreated rapidly, staggering a few steps before regaining her footing.
But the one who retreated was "Thunder General" Tokugawa Inatsume. Her clothes were torn, one side of her garment pulled down to her breast, revealing a full, rounded breast with a pointed tip, its cherry-red nipple slightly protruding in the air, swaying gently with the rounded shape of her breast.
But she didn't care about that; her face still showed undisguised surprise.
Simon then emerged, his body crackling with purple lightning, a terrifying phantom appearing behind him.
Larger than any land animal, it resembled… a colossal whale swimming in the deep sea.
Inazuma recognized it; it was the power of her best friend, the Divine Child of Ninefold Heavens. Why was it in his possession?
She was already considering retreating, intending to rescue the Divine Child first before figuring out a way to deal with him.
But Simon seemed to sense something and began to press closer. "Why? Why is General Thunder afraid of lightning?"
"Could it be that you no longer possess that sword?"
Inazuma bit her lower lip, realizing that he had probably seen through her bluff… her power largely came from the "Sword of the Thunder God."
In fact, the sword wasn't a physical object, but a variant from an ancient Chinese cultivation text, passed down to Shikijima. This sword was actually an "inner core" cultivated through the interplay of life and energy. The so-called "drawing the sword" was merely the "inner core" rising to the "sea of qi" in her chest, manifesting between her breasts.
Therefore, the Thunder God's Sword, essentially an "inner core," could temporarily serve as a dantian for her beloved.
However, without the Thunder God's Sword, she was only equivalent to a very short-term Lv5, likely only able to use it two or three times before exhausting her power. That's why she attacked so forcefully.
Unexpectedly, Simon still discovered her.
Simon approached, his massive shadow enveloping Inazuma, causing a chilling sensation to rise from her exposed breasts.
Even her nipples hardened, as if plunged into an ice cave. She, like her best friend, felt the oppressive weight of this enormous creature. Moreover, her best friend's divine child ability possessed "intimidation," using the Nine-Tailed Fox to intimidate enemies, rendering them immobile.
The unknown monster behind Simon possessed a far more intimidating power than the Nine-Tailed Divine Child's form.
Her delicate body was still stiff when her tender nipples were suddenly lifted. The pale cherry-pink areolas and rosy nipples, as smooth as silkworm membranes, were pulled to pointed tips, like slanted sun hats.
Her full, plump breasts, like overflowing water bags, were easily lifted and reshaped, resembling large, three-dimensional melons, swaying alluringly.
The pleasure in her nipples awakened the girl. A warm current surged through her body, as if electrocuted, but it concentrated in her groin, instantly making her labia wet.
"Mmm~"
Inazuma was unable to move at this moment, but the sensations in her body became even clearer and more pronounced, causing her delicate body to tremble slightly.
Simon reached his hand down to Inazuma's genitals. Her mons pubis was full and plump, the labia majora soft and smooth as cream. Her pubic hairs were fewer than Miko's, only a small, sparse, inverted triangle rising above her vulva.
The vulva was already slightly moist, oily and tender. The delicate labia minora, encased in her plump vulva, were as small and delicate as a sparrow's tongue, yet with a remarkably prominent clitoral hood, tender yet resilient. A gentle touch caused the clitoris to swell.
"Mmm, mmm..."
The beauty gritted her teeth, not giving in; but after Simon's hand moved around her genitals for a while, he revealed his index and middle fingers with a half-smile. They were glistening with her vaginal fluid, and a light touch drew out a glistening, wet thread.