All Chapters of The Devil's Lust System: Chapter 121
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Beyond the Cathedral Walls
"Pull your hood lower, Queen. You look far too noble for a beggar."Desmond whispered sharply, nudging Eleanor’s shoulder. The three of them—Desmond, Eleanor, and Isabella—stood in the long queue leading to the gates of the Holy City of Sanctum. The morning sun had just risen, bathing the city’s white stone walls in a painfully golden light."This robe is itchy," Eleanor grumbled softly, tugging at the coarse burlap covering her ruined luxurious gown. She lowered her head, hiding her beautiful face in the shadow of the hood. "And it smells like goat.""Goats are God's favorite animal here, Sweetheart. Get used to it," Desmond countered. He himself wore a threadbare pilgrim’s robe, walking with a stoop, mimicking the gait of a leper.But the pain he felt wasn't acting.Every step closer to the city gates felt like walking into a giant oven. The air around Sanctum was so dense with Faith Energy—the accumulated prayers of millions over decad
Tainted Purity
"Wait here. Don't make a sound, don't cause trouble, and for God's sake—Isabella, stop flirting with that angel statue."Desmond gave his final instructions to the two women hiding in the shadows of a massive pillar bordering the Cathedral's inner garden. Eleanor nodded tensely, her hand still gripping her dagger. Isabella merely rolled her eyes, leaning back in boredom."Hurry up, Devil," Isabella whispered. "The holy air here is drying out my skin. I need to get out of this city before I wrinkle."Desmond took a deep breath, suppressing the burning pain in his lungs, then stepped out from the pillar's shadow toward the Prayer Garden.The garden was beautiful, but deadly for a creature like him. White lilies bloomed everywhere, radiating a pungent scent of sanctity. In the center of the garden was a holy water fountain featuring a statue of the Weeping Virgin Mary.And there, kneeling by the edge of the fountain, was his target.
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A Nocturnal Meeting Behind the Confessional
The old wood creaked softly as Desmond knelt on the thin velvet cushion. The confessional booth was cramped, smelling of dust, beeswax, and thousands of secrets whispered over centuries. Before him was only a wooden wall with a grated rattan screen covered by a thin cloth.On the other side of that screen, he could hear someone breathing. Fast. Shallow. Nervous."You came," Desmond whispered. His voice was low, deliberately husky and intimate, as if he were speaking across a pillow, not in a church."I... I promised," Sister Marie's voice trembled from behind the partition. "Tell your sins, sir. God hears you.""God is too far away, Marie. But you... you are here. Only inches from me."Desmond leaned his face closer to the rattan screen. He could smell Marie's scent—the aroma of cheap lavender soap and the cold sweat of pure fear. The scent of cracking innocence."Sabrun, activate 'Voice of Temptation.' Low frequency. Spinal reso
The Purgation Chamber
"Here... this is the place. Victor called it the Chamber of Eternity."Sister Marie’s voice echoed softly in the vast underground chamber. The walls were made of immaculate white marble, illuminated not by torches, but by crystal pillars embedded in the ceiling.Desmond stepped inside, his eyes narrowed against the glare. In the center of the room, atop a simple stone altar, an object pulsed with a massive amount of energy.An ancient golden chalice. Simple, slightly dented, but the aura radiating from it made the air tremble.The Holy Grail."Sabrun! Confirm target!""POSITIVE, BOSS! That's the Nexus! 1000% concentration of Pure Faith energy. If we absorb that, we can open a gate anywhere. But be careful, there's a 'Holy Filter' surrounding it. Any demon who touches it carelessly will explode.""It's beautiful," Eleanor whispered, mesmerized. She took a step forward, but Isabella held her back."Don't be stupid
Blood Feud: Young Demon vs. Old Demon
"You are too slow, Grandson! You move like a toddler learning to walk!"BOOM!Desmond's body was flung back, slamming into a marble pillar with enough force to crack it. Fresh blood sprayed from his mouth, staining the Sanctum’s pristine white floor."Cough... you pack a heavy punch for a fossil," Desmond winced, forcing himself to his feet despite his trembling knees.Before him, Victor—now in his True Demon form—let out a thunderous laugh. His rotting leathery wings spread wide, blocking the light from the crystals on the ceiling. His razor-sharp claws dripped with black blood—Desmond's blood."It's not weight, Kid. It's experience," Victor stepped forward, the floor shaking with every stride. "I killed kings, popes, and sorcerers before your human ancestors were even born. Did you really think that cheap *Shadow Step* of yours could fool me?""Fool you? No," Desmond wiped his chin, his eyes flashing red. "I was just stalling to tire you out.""Tire me out?" Victor grinned, baring h
Sir Kian's Betrayal
"You call that thing an Angel?"Sir Kian stepped into the room, ignoring the swirling marble dust. His blue eyes stared sharply at the Guardian Angel—the porcelain giant with wings of light blades—before shifting to Victor’s monstrous form, dripping with black blood."Kian!" Victor roared, his voice hoarse. "Don't ask questions! I am your Cardinal! I am the voice of God! Kill that Demon and the little whore behind him!"Kian stopped walking. He looked down at the crude iron mace in his hand—a looted weapon, unholy, unblessed, just a lump of killing iron. Then he looked at Victor."You are not the voice of God, Victor," Kian’s voice was calm, but it echoed terrifyingly in the silent room. "God has no fangs. And God does not eat His own children.""Insolent!" Victor pointed at Marie with a trembling claw. "That girl is my asset! She betrayed us! She deserves to die! Do your duty, Paladin! Or I will strip away every blessing I have bestowed
Nexus Fusion
"Desmond! Grab the Grail! The ceiling is about to collapse!"Eleanor's shout was barely audible amidst the rumble of falling rocks. The once majestic Sanctum had now turned into a death trap. White dust billowed, suffocating them.Desmond jumped onto the altar. The Holy Grail still stood firm there, protected by a golden energy dome that deflected the falling debris."This is it," Desmond hissed, his hand reaching out tremblingly. "The ticket home.""Final Warning, Boss! The Faith Energy in that thing is at 'Sun' level. If you grab it directly with your dying Demon hands, you’ll turn into a burnt crisp. We need a filter!""No time for a filter!" Desmond saw the main pillar behind Eleanor starting to tilt. "I’ll swallow it whole!"Desmond grabbed the Holy Grail with both hands.ZRRRT!"AAAAARGHHH!"Desmond's scream was louder than the sound of the collapsing ruins.It felt like holding a nuclear
The Kingdom Liberated
KABOOOOM!It wasn’t the sound of church bells that woke the citizens of Holy City Sanctum that morning, but the sound of a small apocalypse.The peak of the Main Cathedral—the giant dome coated in gold and stained glass—exploded from within. It wasn’t a normal fiery explosion, but a pillar of thick purple light that pierced the sky, shattering the overcast clouds and sending out shockwaves that flattened the windows of houses within a one-kilometer radius.Elephant-sized chunks of marble rained down onto the town square like a meteor shower."What is that?! An earthquake?!"Thousands of citizens, pilgrims, and merchants rushed out of their homes. They stared up at the holy hill with their mouths agape.There, amidst the billowing white dust of the now half-destroyed Cathedral, a giant figure was flung out of the crater.The creature landed hard on the main stairs of the Cathedral, tumbling down until it came to a stop on
Power from the Defeated
"This wine is from my father's birth year. He saved it for my wedding day."Eleanor poured the thick red liquid into a golden chalice. She was no longer wearing her blood-stained battle armor. Her body was now draped in a sheer black silk gown—a color of mourning that she had turned into a symbol of power."And now you're drinking it with a Demon, a Witch, and an apostate Nun," Isabella commented from the large four-poster bed. The forest witch lay relaxed like a cat, covered only by a fur blanket from the waist down. "Your father must be so proud.""My father would be proud because I won," Eleanor carried the chalice to the balcony, where Desmond stood staring at the city, which was beginning to quiet down.Desmond turned around. He was shirtless, revealing faint purple light tattoos on his skin that were starting to fade as the Holy Grail’s energy stabilized."To the New Queen," Desmond took the chalice, took a sip, and smirked. "It tas
Father's Plan Revealed
The night wind on the Cathedral balcony felt piercing, but Desmond didn't feel it. The residual heat from the ritual in the bedroom still crawled beneath his skin, mixing with the hum of the Holy Grail's energy stored in his pocket dimension.He was alone. Behind him, beyond the glass doors, the three strongest women in Europe were fast asleep.BZZZT... BZZZT...A familiar vibration buzzed in the pocket of his new robe.Desmond reached into his pocket, pulling out a scarab-shaped Void Communicator. The metal beetle's ruby eyes blinked in a frantic rhythm. Fast. Urgent."Perfect timing," Desmond muttered. He pressed the beetle's back with his thumb. "Hello, Egypt. Don't tell me you miss me again, Seraphina. I just finished 'exercising' here."Silence for a moment. Only the static sound of the dimension, sounding like shifting sand."Shut your mouth and listen, Desmond," Seraphina's voice came through, but this time there