The Quest Is Simply To NTR All The Heroes

Chapter 96: Welcome to your Worst Nightmare [1]

A wind slowly blew across the forest, rustling the leaves and branches of the enormous trees.

All was quiet, with only the chirping of birds breaking the silence.

Even the duo, locked in each other's gaze, remained silent.

A single yellow leaf tumbled and danced toward the ground, landing exactly in the middle between the two.

The moment the leaf touched the ground, both exploded into action.

"Die!"

Alwyn roared as he lunged at Kaisen.

"Gonna make you suffer."

Kaisen muttered, cracking his knuckles and jumping forward, meeting Alwyn halfway.

Time seemed to slow down as Alwyn extended his hand, wind swirling around it.

"Die, Kaisen! Die!"

He shouted, the wind swirling faster and faster, forming a razor-sharp arc.

Kaisen was unfazed, staring at Alwyn's hand with narrowed eyes.

He ducked under the arc, which flew harmlessly overhead, and grabbed Alwyn's arm.

The elf let out a startled yelp as he was lifted into the air and slammed into the ground.

"Im-impossible!"

Alwyn gasped, his eyes wide with despair.

It was inconceivable for any player to do that to him—a level 29 player.

Unless his opponent was someone way above his level, say 40 or something, there was no way anyone could lift him like that.

Yet Kaisen did.

'Impossible. This guy has to be cheating. He has to be!'

Alwyn's mind raced to find some kind of explanation because he couldn't accept this reality.

"What? You think I'm as impotent as you are?"

Kaisen taunted, slamming Alwyn repeatedly onto the ground.

'This bastard cheated somehow. His level... it's higher than mine.'

Alwyn thought, panic flooding his mind.

The guy who was once considered the most useless in their party, the one without a useful class or skills, was now thrashing him like a hero in an action film.

It was simply impossible.

What Alwyn didn't know was that Kaisen had activated a skill he had never used before:

'The Talisman of the Eclipse Breaker.'

This skill doubled his level for the next two minutes.

Kaisen's level 21 was now level 42 for the next two minutes.

'Wow, so much power. It's overflowing in my body.'

The sudden spike in strength made Kaisen feel euphoric.

He felt like a god.

"How... how did you..."

Alwyn struggled to speak as he tried to stand up. He needed to defeat him—no, kill this guy.

There was no way he, an archduke's son, would be defeated by another, let alone a useless human like Kaisen.

That was simply not acceptable to him. He was the main character of this game.

He, Alwyn of the Silvermoon, not a random pervert like Kaisen.

So he summoned all his mana and gathered it inside his palm.

Kaisen saw what he was doing but didn't stop him.

He just smirked, watching with an amused expression.

Suddenly, Alwyn jumped forward, pointing his hand at Kaisen at point-blank range and shouting,

"DIE!!!"

A blue light shot out of his palm, rushing toward Kaisen.

Kaisen simply smiled and tilted his head, allowing the arrow of light to pass harmlessly through him.

Alwyn's jaw dropped in disbelief as he realized his attack had missed its mark.

Then, to his horror, his outstretched hand was ensnared by a powerful grip.

The undeniable truth hit Alwyn like a ton of bricks—Kaisen was stronger than him.

"You—eek!"

The first slap landed hard, turning Alwyn's cheek crimson.

"You fucking idiot..."

Slap~

"You thought you had a chance with my woman?"

Slap~

"When you understand you just can't get her..."

Slap~

"You tried to abduct her..."

Slap~

"Tried to abduct my woman..."

Slap~

"My Honey Peach..."

Slap~

"My Alice..."

Slap~

"You think I'll just let you go?"

Slap~

"Fuck you..."

Slap~

"I'm gonna beat your ass till you shit blood."

Slap~

Kaisen was enjoying this as much as he could.

The timer was running out, and he did not want this guy to know he had a timer on his power in the first place.

Kaisen wanted this guy to know that he was infinitely powerful and that there was no way he could stand against him.

"Bitch..."

Slap~

With a final slap Kaisen let go of the poor elf.

Alwyn lay crumpled on the ground, wheezing and breathing heavily, tears streaming down his face.

His features were so battered that he was unrecognizable.

His lips, swollen and comically large, hung down like the sagging breasts of a 90-year-old grandma who had been busty in her younger days.

One eye was closed and purple, while the other was barely open, red, and swollen.

"Pl... please... I... I beg you..."

Alwyn pleaded, attempting to crawl away from Kaisen.

But Kaisen kicked him hard, rolling him onto his back.

"Please..."

"Stupid bitch..."

Kaisen's laughter started low, then crescendoed into a full-blown, devilish cackle.

"Please... please... mercy..."

Alwyn pleaded again, his voice barely a whisper.

Kaisen stopped laughing and looked down at the elf.

"Mercy? Mercy, you say?"

Kaisen echoed, his tone mocking and devoid of any compassion.

"You've been at my throat from day one. You knew I was a hurdle you needed to dispose of, and you did all you could—tried to sow discord in my party. But all of it just backfired. Tsk, tsk... Look at you now, little bitch, whining and begging for mercy. Fuck you..."

Kaisen grabbed the poor elf's face, who whimpered at his touch, and hocked up loudly

The spit in Kaisen's mouth swirled, becoming a gross pool of saliva and mucus.

Kaisen opened his mouth wide and let it all fly, hawking it right into Alwyn's face.

Alwyn gagged and felt like he might vomit, but Kaisen just squeezed his cheeks and grinned evilly.

Alwyn was certain some of it had flown into his mouth.

"If you think this is the end, then you are so wrong, Mr. Pervert."

Slap~~

Kaisen delivered one more slap to the elf, and the elf lost consciousness.

...

Alwyn felt a golden light on his body, so soothing, as if he were being healed.

He heard a low moan.

He groggily opened his eyes and saw...Alice...naked.

And he was so happy for a moment, until he saw a disgusting face peeking above Alice's shoulder, smiling ear to ear at him, also naked.

Then he heard the sound of his new nightmare.

"Wakey wakey, pervert...welcome to your worst nightmare."