#2 Underground Club and the Gathering of the Faithful (Captured Exorcists – Public Humiliation) (2)

They were the faithful of the 【Dongbaek】 Cult, and this was where ‘Dongbaek’ offered tribute to God-nim.

Even if it was worship, there was no particular need for solemnity.

Priestly robes had been designated, but even that wasn’t God-nim’s wish; it was merely designated by some archdeacons who were deeply engrossed in it.

Since there was no rule that they absolutely had to wear them, many were dressed freely.

What they called ‘worship preparation’ was simply enjoying pleasures as they pleased with prepared alcohol, snacks, and women.

The actual scene of worship was not much different. That’s because their God-nim was a being who exceedingly loved play, entertainment, pleasure, and decadence.

And the performance beginning now was clearly a tribute and part of the worship offered to God-nim, who loved such things.

“Faithful! Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome, all of you who have come to this fucked-up night!!”

The rhythmic, exciting music began to blare again.

Along with it, the faithful cheered wildly. The male and female faithful who had just been harassing and fucking the bunny girl servers didn’t stop what they were doing, yet they raised their heads and responded enthusiastically.

Everyone was even more passionate than usual.

That’s because these exorcists had once been females offered as sacrifices to God-nim.

The females offered as sacrifices remained God-nim’s property until God-nim grew tired of them.

They were offered to God-nim, and thus lived every day, every moment, in sticky pleasure. From head to toe, even their minds, and down to the bones and organs beneath their skin, they would be immersed in such ecstatic pleasure that it felt as if everything was melting completely, gooey and soft.

God-nim was very satisfied with these tributes.

It seemed God-nim hadn’t grown tired of them yet, but it was rare for God-nim to show them off like this, telling the faithful to enjoy them too.

The impious exorcists who had dared to come and uncover God-nim’s true identity.

Some of the faithful wanted to punish their insolence, while others felt interest because they were females God-nim took special interest in.

Either way, as attention was drawn more than usual, the MC swung the short whip in their hand through the air and walked with heavy steps behind the four of them.

“What came up on stage today are the sacrifices God-nim specially provided. It’s rare for them to be presented like this before everyone while still being God-nim’s property. God-nim said they were particularly favored females and really wanted to show them off to you all.”

They were females guaranteed by God-nim.

Indeed, each and every one of them was a top-grade specimen.

The MC emphasized and showed off that fact several times, lightly tapping the females’ buttocks with the whip.

“Eung-eup♡”

“Muuung…♡”

The female sacrifices on stage reacted very sensitively to that light touch, twitching their bodies.

There was already a bitch dripping Pussy Juice, and another with stiff nipples.

It was proof that they had received abundant favor from God-nim.

The Potion cigarettes mainly used by the faithful, and the Potion lotion used here, were all made from God-nim’s body.

The MC adjusted the strength, slapping their buttocks, breasts, thighs, and even their bellies repeatedly with the whip.

Each time, they all rejoiced as if they would faint. It was due to pleasure rather than pain.

One of them even came right there from just the whip. 

“You exorcist bitches are already so desperate to be fucked. You lewd bitches.”

The MC embraced one of them, the short-haired exorcist, and whispered into her ear.

The short-haired exorcist trembled ecstatically once again at that voice.

She was the leader-type exorcist who had commanded the exorcist team that came here. An excellent A-class exorcist, yet now she was in such a state.

She, whom God-nim particularly favored, had become more lewd and sow-like than anyone else present. 

“Tormenting women is fun, isn’t it? It’s very fun! I’m sure you, the pious faithful, feel the same. If so, let’s move on to the next segment for an even more enjoyable spectacle. All right, assistants! Please come up!”

Once again, amidst fervent cheers, male assistants came up onto the stage.

Along with them came the equipment and facilities needed for what was about to happen.

The strangely dressed trainers were shirtless, wearing unusual masks, and each adorned with accessories like leather belts.

These veteran assistants and trainers would use these sow-like exorcists to present various other pleasures.

* * *

She looked at the steadily progressing performance, the stage filled with merriment.

─What the hell are these bastards so happy about?

And Wolyeong calmly observed that scene for a moment.

With a cold, burning rage.

When the exorcists came up on stage, the reason she didn’t step forward immediately wasn’t due to any particular deep thought.

What stopped Wolyeong, who had tried to move reflexively at that moment, was the fervent cheers of the people filled with excitement.

Since everyone liked it like crazy people, she became curious about what on earth had so engrossed them.

So, before taking action, she was observing their reactions for a moment. She was watching with deep interest to see what kind of performance was about to unfold.

After the first introduction, it was time to torment the exorcists after restraining them in various restraints.

They were whipped for all to see, something was shoved into their buttocks, and their female erogenous zones were gently electrocuted to show their reactions.

Perhaps due to modification, there was also someone who spurted breast milk, and in her case, she even put on a milking show.

There was also an instance where a female faithful was called up, came onto the stage, attached a living, wriggling demon dick, and then fucked one of the exorcists restrained in the stocks.

The MC also rubbed his face stickily against the buttocks of one exorcist, which were swollen red from being whipped so much, and happily stroked it.

The restrained exorcists were then smeared with a strange transparent liquid all over their bodies until they were sticky.

As the ‘woman-driving-crazy lotion’ that God-nim had provided them was thickly applied, everyone’s reactions became even better.

The short-haired exorcist. The A-class exorcist whom Wolyeong also knew, couldn’t hold back and even loudly squirted when her lotion-covered buttocks were whipped again.

[Tormenting women is so~o much fun! Why can it be this fun?! Let us all be grateful to God-nim, who bestows such pleasure upon us! We must be grateful!!]

The MC’s excited voice echoed through the speakers.

Everyone agreed that his words were true and shouted enthusiastically.

─That’s enough.

At first, blocked by that fervent momentum, she missed her timing to act.

After that, she quietly watched out of curiosity, wondering what on earth had made them so enthusiastic.

But that was enough. Although they said the performance was only just beginning, Wolyeong decided there was nothing more to see.

“Ryeong? What are you going to do?”

“Don’t stop me.”

“I have no intention of stopping you. I want to grant Ryeong’s every wish.”

Perhaps sensing Wolyeong’s intentions, Daom approached and spoke with a smile, as always.

In this illogical space, only Daom was no different from before. Seeing her, Wolyeong felt a tiny bit of peace.

“…I’m going to raise hell now.”

“Oh. You’re going to raise hell.”

“I’m going to turn everything into a chaotic mess.”

“Oh. A chaotic mess.”

“These bastards here, the ones in priestly robes, I’m going to kill every single one of them.”

“I see. Annihilation.”

“Daom, stay out of this.”

“Got it☆ Don’t mind me and do whatever you want☆”

The conversation ended there.

Daom truly didn’t stop her. She truly had no intention of stopping her. Rather, she was merely watching with intrigued eyes.

In Wolyeong’s outstretched hands, a pure white flame of spiritual power blazed up without a sound or trace.

What appeared the next moment was that familiar short wooden club and a sword made of spiritual power.

Holding one in each hand, Wolyeong approached the hall.

Her movements were extremely quiet, contrary to the noisy environment, making her presence seem to stand out even more.

‘Is this really okay?’

Rationally speaking, this was clearly not a wise action.

Considering her mission, it would be better to quietly hide among them and gather information.

Even if she left them as they were, they wouldn’t die, and with the exorcists’ sturdy bodies, they could endure any amount of such torture.

As an exorcist herself, Wolyeong knew that fact well.

Therefore, this was an unwise choice.

Even knowing that, Wolyeong had no intention of stopping.

Even now, the MC was saying things like, “Tormenting women is so~~ much fun! I can’t stop!!”

She became uncontrollably angry at that, her vision turning red with rage, then, conversely, it cooled down and her vision returned.

However, she felt the flames of her rage still blazing fiercely, without diminishing even a little.

Why was she so angry?

Was it because, having become a woman’s body, she empathized with the captured exorcists there?

‘No, that’s not it.’

She gets angry when women are treated lightly.

But she would also get angry if men were treated lightly.

Ah, yes.

She wasn’t angry ‘because she was a woman’ right now.

She was angry because those things, those on the fringes of humanity, dared to insult humans.

The act of treating humans lightly made her so angry she couldn’t stand it.

‘Good. I’ve decided. The policy hasn’t changed.’

‘─It’s total annihilation, you ape-like things on the fringes of humanity.’

One more step, forward.

Turning cold rage into flames.

The weapons in her hands blazed pure white along with Wolyeong’s spiritual power imbued with her rage, just as the people whose attention was on the stage slowly began to notice her strange aura.

Suddenly, someone in black priestly robes approached Wolyeong.