3 bar menu

High School Hack and Slash Chapter 132x

Developer

The Arena of Tartarus: The Underground Ritual Hall

「Hnn… Hnn, ngh!」

「Damn it, making racket so happily, so annoying.」

In the underground section of the arena, there existed enclosed zones that were not under the management of the academy.

Undertakings that made use of such sections were evil deeds that deviated from the academy’s gray zone.

Though, something like raping girls they had kidnapped from the venue above ground could be said to be a commonplace scene of the academy daily life.

「Hnn, nghh, hnn!」

「Well, you’ve got a pretty good condition there… Alright, you too, starting from today, go and join『Echigoya』.」

As he moved his penis in and out of the bare lower body, he gave an order to the girl who was jerking and twitching.

On the mattresses that had been brought in since a while ago, there were underclassmen girls who had been abducted from the venue at random.

Each of them was passed out in an unbecoming state right after being raped.

For someone with『Pimp (Incubus)』 class, which was proficient in sex skills, it was possible for him to easily corrupt girls who were only in the beginner class.

If it was for the club for securing sex friends they were trying to rebuild, it didn’t matter who they were as long as they had good looks.

If he was to put his back into subduing the opposite sex, it was safe to assert that there would be no one he could not corrupt.

Until the next club member candidate was abducted, the rape that was akin to relieving the indignation would continue.

It was an area where the miasma concentration was settling even thicker than in the above-ground section.

Making it a convenient place to use skills.

The other victims, who continued to be shown licentious dreams, were also being used as toys by a number of boys who were straddling them.

「As I thought, a new woman sure is nice.」

「I guess so. Let’s just think of it as saving us the trouble of replacing our used ones.」

Avoiding strong opponents, conducting themselves in a skillful fashion without suffering a decisive defeat was their creeds.

They curried favor with the strong and sucked up the sweet juice, standing on the side of exploiters rather than the exploited.

And that was not mistaken.

「’Sup. I’ve caught the tenth one. With this, we can now establish a club, right?」

「Dude, you kidnap her all the way here while walking her, huh.」

The boy, holding the leash of the collar in his hand, slapped the buttocks of the girl who had been set in front of his waists.

Her skirt and panties were discarded somewhere in the ruins.

「Yeah, that’s because she resisted so cheekily, you see. After banging her for a bit, though, she turned into an obedient female dog.」

「Ha, ahn…!」

While having her buttocks spanked as a disciplining, the girl, receiving a pistoning that made her buttocks flesh jiggle flabbly, arched back and stuck out her tongue.

「The semen of this great cripple is irresistible, no? I’ll train you myself. I’m going to train you until you cum from sucking my toe.」

「If you’re the one to train her, she’ll simply turn into a total masochist, no?」

「Shut it. It doesn’t matter even if I take a single one for my personal use, right?」

Many of the boys were members of the A-ranked club, the『Overrun Brigade (Conquest)』.

The club itself was disbanded by the time it failed the qualifying round of this time’s tournament, as if disintegrating in mid-air.

The reason for this was that as they tried to mess with a certain club, they ended up having the tables turned on them.

However, there were no former members who were thinking of revenge or retaliation.

It was because by the point of their defeat, they had already perceived that they were of a lower rank than the other side.

Following their loser dogs’ sense of smell, which even they themselves were not aware of, they were avoiding a decisive defeat.

That was not wrong, but probably not right either.

That was their worldly wisdom, their stance.

Not the best, not a compromise (better), not even a mistake (error).

Just distorted and twisted.

It had turned into hopeless, beyond redemption of a distortion.

Even if one was not right, it didn’t mean that they were not allowed to exist.

It was tolerated by the world.

The world, constructed of 0s and 1s that were interlaced one after another as rightness (plus) and wrongness (minus) were subtracted, transcended the limits of what a predestined being could perceive.

However, they did cycle, and the world operated correctly.

The allowed cycling samsara, the bug that wriggled within that system.

A small distortion generated in a world where only pure『distortion』 was projected.

That was the priming.

—Plop, like a drop of water falling to the bottom of stagnant water.

Ripples spread across the mirror-like calm domain.

Slowly, a slim, white, arm floated up.

Clad in darkness that coiled around it, it was born, emerging to the world.

A pure white-colored figure stood on top of the ripples.

*Clink* From the footsteps it stepped on, *clink* to the tips of its outstretched hands.

The black darkness that clung and entangled around the figure rustled, turning into a robe.

The『Prison Guard (Developer)』

The distorted and crazy domain softly widened a little.

The illumination of the kandelaar that lit up with a pop was filled with a bluish-white light.

*Splat splat* The darkness that dripped down to its feet leaked out a hoarse birth cry and took shape.

White arms, white legs, pure white, white sunken eye sockets, and the deep-rooted bluish-white fire burning within.

The ones that were wriggling, making their bones go *clack clack clack clack* were the shadows of warriors who had rotten away in the arena.

From the distorted boundary between life and death, the warrior of ceaselessness returned.

「… Guys, don’t you feel a chill?」

「It’s not chilly or anything, right? The arena, I mean. The place is the same as in the dungeon, you know?」

「Cool in summer, warm in winter, right?」

The『Tartarus Arena (Colosseum)』, a relic of another world (raid), was inactivated as soon as it was conquered.

However, its influence had by no means melted away in the present realm.

Until the miasma had completely withered away after several hundred or several thousand years.

Them building their hideouts in the sealed off zones was also due to the convenience of maintaining dungeon space.

A paradise of their own, isolated from the outside world.

Burning hand-crafted drugs, a mixture of dungeon drop goods, they drank alcoholic beverages purchased through a back channel.

Around them, girls whose consciousness was on the high were lying around in an unbecoming manner.

The ones straddling such seeding tools, indulging themselves in pleasure were their own brethren.

Humans had a habit of seeking solitude when doing good and seeking a group when doing evil.

Perhaps that was proof that humans subconsciously recognized karma as something quantitative.

They sought to monopolize the『virtue』 they were trying to gain or to distribute the『sin』 they were made to bear.

Whether they had such awareness or not, it was certain that they felt relief at the foolishness unfolded by their brethren.

「Ahn, ahn, hii, hii.」

「For her to go ahe simply from me putting it in….」

「That’s just how women that are only slightly better than Novice are.」

There was no need to take the trouble of waking up the girl who was being shown a lewd dream.

If they inserted raw penises that gave them more intense pleasure than in their dreams, their consciousness would easily go high as they went ahe.

For now, all they had to do was let them drown in the swamp of orgasm to a depth from which they would never be able to return.

All the girls in confinement continued to have their brain nerves burned by the pleasure to the point of incontinence.

「Well. If we keep them for three days, I bet they’ll turn into female dogs that can’t think anything but cock.」

No matter how intense the stimulation, humans were creatures that adapted and got used to it.

Giving rise to obedient pets that would beg for the level of pleasure they provide.

They were accustomed to the trick of using skills to keep them from going insane, engraving only pleasure into them.

「Ah, it’s so tight, so tight… Ah, it’s so good.」

「Which ass shall I use, I wonder?」

「Awright, cumming, cumming… Oh, it’s coming, it’s coming out.」

There was no need to smooth things over to anyone.

The boys were shaking their hips as they straddled the girls at will, as they pleased.

When it came to pleasure burning into their cranial nerves, the same was true for the boys as well.

The way they endlessly pursued pleasure without being satisfied resembled that of zombies.

「… oh… oh… oh…」

「Hehehe. Looks like you’ve learned the way to shake your ass a little.」

A boy sitting on an upside-down beer case was playing with a girl he had placed on his crotch.

Order-wise, the girl was the last one brought in, but the fierce rejection she had shown when she was captured was no longer there, not even a shred of it.

Clinging to the boy who had captured her with a slovenly, melty face, she rocked her buttocks, which were sucking his manhood into it, up and down as she opened and closed her thighs.

「My dick is starting to get lazy, so I’m gonna have you wait for a bit.」

「… Aahn… Noo.」

As if serving as a palate cleanser, he straddled the girl’s ass that rolled in front of him and shook off the thick love juice that was stuck to his meat rod.

And then, immediately, he reinserted it into the buttocks of the girl of whom he had just pulled it out, who was shaking and getting weak on the knees.

「Ah, aahn, oh.」

「Awright, I’m going to make you my cock case, okay. You were born exactly to be my dick case.」

Declaring as such, he settled his penis in her already molded vagina.

「Leisurely and plentifully, I’m gonna use you forev—」

*Splat* Something cold dripped down his back.

Result-wise, those words of his were granted truthfully.

Not only his, but their wishes were equally granted.

Without it turning into a fight, without them being trampled down, they were swallowed up peacefully.

Death was overturned from oblivion and life was buried into oblivion.

That was its duty.

The unique『Natural Enemy (Aggressor)』 of the super class raid『Tartarus Arena (Colosseum)』, the『Prison Guard (Developer)』.

The skeleton clad in a robe of darkness stepped forward slowly.

It was neither a monster nor a boss.

It was part of the laws incorporated into the other world (raid).

Even though it was a super class, compared to the ones belonging to the main body, the Labyrinth of the Perforation Realm, it was an incomparably fragile existence.

If they were to subjugate it head-on, there was no doubt that even they would have been able to do so.

If only they had not turned to stones.

Its duty was to follow the system and keep the other world in perfect condition.

Therefore, it had begun to restore the raid, which was currently inactive, to its original state.

「Ooh….」

「Oh, oooooooh….」

Having turned into stones and become walls, they began to leak out voices of lamentations, as if they were roaring from the depths of the earth.

Having been taken into the system, their duty was to supply energy to the other world (raid) that had turned into ruins.

Looking at their state would convince everyone.

That they had been eaten by the raid.

「Hii, hii…Ahh, ahh!」

「… Ahn, cuming… cumminggg!」

「Oh, oh, ahiii…!」

Some girls had the entire lower half of their bodies, while some other girls had only their buttocks embedded in a sticking out manner, pushing out their asses with their arms and legs swallowed by the wall.

The girls, having been taken into the wall in various postures, had turned into a part of the device that had orgasms squeezed out of them.

A system originally incorporated into the raid.

The name was the 『Daughters of the Evening (Hesperides)』.

It was a system for squeezing the power out of maidens (Pucelle) who had dedicated themselves to the wall of prayer.

They neither starved nor weakened, and while being supplied with vitality from the ruins, they served as catalyst for squeezing out even more energy than that.

A crazy perpetual motion machine with a crooked power engine.

The skeleton, drifting over leisurely, smoothly melted into the depths of the ruins.

Without being noticed by anyone, the awakening of the ruins had begun.