Fallen Chronicles

Chapter 156 156: The Impostor!

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'Why?'

'Because you are not Miyuki!'

The elf opposite, although capable of imitating Miyuki's appearance, clearly didn't understand Miyuki's personality and nature. After just a few rounds of simple conversation, Renji became certain of this.

For example, when the topic of "that matter" came up, the shyness exhibited by the elf might be a normal reaction for a typical woman, but the problem is, Miyuki is not a typical woman. The word 'shy' would never apply to the real one.

Moreover, even the imitation of appearance wasn't perfect. Renji confirmed his earlier suspicion.

Miyuki wouldn't be that big!

That size was definitely not Miyuki! Don't underestimate his ability to recognize the true from the false after having ogled the game character portraits hundreds of times!

Renji cursed inwardly and maintained his distance from the elf women, who only resembled Miyuki in appearance.

Seeing Renji remaining silent, the elf women became somewhat impatient.

"Why aren't you talking?"

"Did Miyuki do something to upset you?"

The elf, standing barefoot on the ground, looked like the most beautiful piece of art, with even her naked feet being extremely attractive.

The arch of her foot slightly raised, adding an enticing curve to the shape of her foot, and the size of her foot was just right to be held and played with in one's hand.

Her fair ankles were adorned with green ankle bracelets made of unknown vines, and her five toes, all painted with pink nail polish, added a playful and cute aspect to her otherwise noble and elegant elfish demeanor.

Unfortunately, all these details lost their allure in Renji's eyes once he was sure that the elf in front of him was just a Fake.

The standoff didn't last long.

Finally, losing her patience, the elf moved in a flash. Before Renji could react, she had already appeared just inches from him, her hot breath hitting directly on Renji's cheek.

"Why, doesn't Master want to have fun with Miyuki? Don't you often do it with the others? Why can't you do it with Miyuki now? Is Miyuki not pretty enough? Is Miyuki's body not tempting enough for Master? Or is it..."

The elf paused, her eyes darkening, and she leaned into Renji's ear, speaking with a dangerous tone:

"Or is it that you don't accept me because you've discovered something?"

Renji was not panicked.

On the contrary, looking at the elf women who was a bit annoyed and close to him, he chuckled and said:

"Isn't that obvious?"

"If I couldn't even tell a Fake, the real Miyuki would definitely be angry."

"…"

"Hahahah~"

The tinkling laughter from the elf sounded like mocking and ridiculing the young man in front of her.

After puncturing this facade and tearing off the mask, the elf no longer pretended.

The sense of purity and elegance rapidly faded from her, replaced by a thick sense of corruption and evil.

Her expression became lascivious, and it seemed she was even more excited after Renji saw through her disguise, which was evident from her flushed cheeks and the increasingly frequent use of her saliva-coated, moist tongue licking her lips.

"You're wrong, Master Ashen. There's no longer a so-called 'real Miyuki' in this world anymore. If you insist on using the name Miyuki, then it can only be me! After all, your elf has already offered her body to me!"

"Come on, Master, just think of me as Miyuki. Look, what a tempting and delicious body this is. I will use it to bring you happiness, and in return, you just need to contribute your genes to me, let your bloodline enter my body, let us merge with each other, let us continue to evolve, let us... evolve towards a higher level of life Form!!"

Accompanying the elf's final shout, her body suddenly began to wriggle, and then, with a few "puff" sounds, a large mass of shadow eerily emerged behind her.

When Renji looked over, he saw the true form of this shadow.

They were tentacles.

"I'm not lying to you, In this space that belongs to me, the only way you can leave is by pleasing me, making me feel joy and pleasure. As long as you satisfy me and bring this body to its peak, the space will naturally be unable to maintain itself. So stop struggling, especially since you don't have the strength to struggle, hehe~!"

With the appearance of the tentacles, the elf's skin color also began to change.

Her skin, originally as pale as milk, now seemed to be dyed with ink, rapidly turning grey and black all over.

The elf laughed wildly, her tentacles behind her beginning to move. Under her control, they aimed straight at Renji. Since a gentle and peaceful approach didn't work, she would have to forcefully engage him in another "battle", the man who had once 'defeated her',

And in this "battle" she was confident,

She would completely drain this man in front of her for revenge, making this enemy pay the price due.

'Hmm?'

The elf was still fantasizing in her mind, but the tentacles she shot towards Renji to wrap him up hit a wall first, stopping just a few centimeters in front of Renji, unable to advance any further.

The cause of all this was a dark green barrier surrounding Renji, blocking all the tentacles outside.

"What is this?"

The elf frowned. In her space, Renji shouldn't have been able to release any power, after all, she was the rule here, unless

The next second, the elf's eyes widened in shock and disbelief. From her original amber eyes, now red, she showed extreme shock.

Because this dark green barrier was none other than Miyuki's [Elven Shelter]!

"How is this possible! You, how can you still use Miyuki's... No, wait! This is my power, why... why don't I feel it!?"

The shocked elf took several steps back. She incredulously swung her tentacles again to attack the barrier, but they were repelled just the same, unable to breach the barrier at all.

At this scene, Renji finally breathed a sigh of relief.

'It seems I wasn't wrong'

Looking at the powerless and furious black-skinned elf outside the dark green barrier, Renji shook his head and said: "You're wrong, it's not that I can still use Miyuki's power. From the beginning... from the moment I entered here, Miyuki's protection has never disappeared."

"Including when you first embraced me" Renji was not lying to her, and this was also the strongest evidence for Renji to confirm that the elf in front of him was a fake.

"It's impossible! After I pulled you in, I clearly cut off the power I lent you! If it's not me, then who, who is still giving you Miyuki's power!?"

Faced with the black-skinned elf's interrogation, Renji naturally replied:

"That would be the real Miyuki."

"That's why I say, Miyuki gave me such a hint. If I couldn't recognize you as a fake, she would be angry, although... well, getting angry is somewhat enjoyable for her."

Renji recalled the character of his true elf Mommy and sighed wearily.

The situation changed too fast.

The black-skinned elf, who was originally confident of victory, now suddenly felt everything getting out of control. But there was one thing, one thing she was absolutely certain of.

"Huh, Ashen, I don't know what trick you played again, you humans are always so cunning, but the rules here won't change, unless you don't want to leave."

"Your only way is to please me, to bring this body joy to break the space. No matter how you try to escape, it's useless! And congratulations, you've annoyed me again. I've changed my mind now, I want you to beg me, to actively serve me, otherwise, you and I will be trapped here forever! I have all the time in the world to spend with you, Ashen~~!"

The elf seemed to have sorted out her logic, and her smile returned to her face, after all, no matter what, she still held absolute control.

Until

She noticed that the young man opposite still had a calm face, even indifferent to her threats.

Renji's reason was simple.

If it were someone else, then the "pleasure" method would indeed be only that 'one kind'.

But if it's "Miyuki's" body.

Then to bring her pleasure, there's another way.

Thinking this, Renji closed his eyes.

The next moment.

In this space of thought, Renji quickly used his own thoughts to condense in his hand a... whip.