Crusader King, Chapter 20 (Patreon)

Celestine's soft hands drew my length out of my pants with her elegantly falling to her knees, with my length drawing across her face as she pressed kisses along it.

"You have made many a woman happy with this thing, haven't you Jake?" Celestine whispered as she gently tapped the tip of my cock against her lips.

Like, what was I supposed to answer that with? Yeah, I fucked several of her princess knights into being slaves to my cock? Still, I grunted and said 'modestly,' "I certainly do well enough with my skills."

Celestine let out a small giggle before she laid the most deviant kiss of a peck to the tip of my cock. And with that, that tiny shred of purity that she had was lost as Celestine took my cock down into her mouth.

And with a soft thump she took it straight down her divine throat and her forehead gently tapped my chest.

Then while I felt her throat compress around my dick as she took a breath. She pressed forward just the tiniest bit more so that her stretched lips kissed the root of my dick and groin before she pulled back to use one of her soft hands to hold my thigh to continue.

"And how are you so good at this? Aren't you supposed to be a virgin goddess of the Light?" I asked as I laid a hand on her gleaming light gold hair.

The pop of my cock leaving her cock holster of a throat was anything but a symbol of purity as she began stroking my fully raised cock with both of her soft hands.

"I am a goddess in purity, of kindness, and all domains that follow that of Order and Good... But you weren't wrong, this world is corrupt. I am becoming corrupted as well."

And to prove that, Celestine sucked both my balls into her mouth with me shuddering as her mouth stretched more than what was natural to 'gently' take both of those sensitive orbs into her mouth.

'So even this shard of the goddess of light is still becoming corrupt with Radomira's presence on the physical plane with all of her power.' I thought.

Celestine's hands were also very nice as she with 'zero' experience knew exactly where and how to stroke my cock in the best way. But ending this session with just a hand job wasn't going to happen.

I stepped out of my pants and with a wave of my hands, I pulled out a long heavily stuffed mat I kept in my spatial pocket for Celestine to lay down upon.

And seeing the mat, Celestine knew exactly what I wanted with her scooting over to lie upon the mat on her back. 

While I also got down between her leg's Celestine drew that heavy 'lock' aside that covered her womanhood, which unveiled her sodden core that which was already dripping with her feminine fluids.

I grabbed her legs to pull her close, and Celestine whimpered as my cock drew across her womanhood to draw upon her natural lubricant. And then she whispered with clear need. "Do it Jake... I have seen this very moment countless times. From the very moment you tore apart fate and arrived upon this world. I knew and have been prepared for this!" 

'How the fuck did she do that when she was powerless?' I thought in some confusion before shaking my head.

I had pussy to smash right now.

Pushing my cock into Celestine's very pussy, not only was the sensation only matched by Radomira's own womanhood. But we both shuddered as that shred of divinity... Literally formed at the surface of her skin to form a damned womb tattoo without me doing a damned thing!

"You fucking hentai goddess, you literally sold yourself out." I said with a loud laugh as Celestine's eye's rolled up with a violent voice stealing orgasm that was ripped out of her along with her virginity.

Her tight core was a fist around my cock, but I didn't let that stop me as I drew her beautiful ass to clap on my thighs.

And like Radomira, her pussy wasn't a normal mortal pussy. No of course this useless goddess had to have an actual hentai logic pussy with her womb being just a fuck pouch that kissed my cock as it was forced open and clutched at it like a jealous lover who refused to let me go.

Even as my cock pulled back as I lifted the insensate goddess off my cock. That gripping womb caressed the tip of my dick with something akin to feathery touches that almost felt like fleshy tendrils on the inside of her core as her womb followed my cock as it was pulled back.

Her pussy bulged with the lips of her pussy stretched as her inhuman womb was pulled back as it latched onto the tip of my cock to the entrance of her pussy and then Celestine snapped her legs around my waist finally to pull herself back down with a whine.

"No Jake! Don't leave me unfilled!" She whispered with a bright gleam in her glowing emerald eye's.

'Uh oh... I am fucking the Light Goddess right now. Now, Celestine.' I thought with a wry smile as I felt her ravenously draining mana from both me, Radomira, and by extension the Philosopher's Stone.

But with a crackle of hentai pink lightning, her womb tattoo crackled with power, making her pussy go completely taut, and her back snapped up into an arch that brought her fat titties into my face as she screamed in another orgasm.

With that I got to work however as her ass began bouncing and slapping on my thighs as we worked in concert.

But while I was enjoying the smooth sensation of her flooded love tunnel being stretched out by my cock. I was most focused on the fact that mana rich milk was leaking from the tits that were already put in my face.

So it then became a feedback loop that drove Celestine crazy as she slowly drained me of my mana sources, but her overflowing mana stores, which had been so empty for years after being abandoned by her divine patron, overflowed from her tits back into my own stores.

After another orgasm, I rolled Celestine off my lap as she went partially limp to lay on a pile of pillows I brought out to put the goddess into a doggy-style position, basically.

Pushing back into her literally divine pussy Celestine let out a low groan before she finally spoke, as she seemed to have gotten her mind back slightly. "Are... Are you going to use your otherworldly magic to put a heir to your power into my womb?"

My lips twitched as my 'otherworldly' power was turning into concepts, energy states, and elements. Everything else was the bullshit I picked up here thank you very much!

"Wasn't exactly my... Intention!" I finished with Celestine squealing as I pulled her taunt against me with my cock buried into her deepest depths yet.

My cock punching the back of her womb... Which somehow felt wonderful for her as I could all but feel her eye's rolling back with this different angle letting me get deeper into her.

With that said, I reached and grabbed a hanging titty of hers as a series of loud, wet slaps rang out in this holy private prayer room.

And it was only as I grabbed Celestine by her blond hair to pull her up so I could nibble on her overly sensitive elvish ear. That I remembered we were facing the statue of the goddess of light that was filled with divinity.

I looked up at the statue with a glance. Half expecting the true core of the light goddess who fled this world to be watching our coupling and her shard losing her mind to my cock.

But as I took in the statue that WASN'T filled with the light goddess's core essence and personhood. I realized she had been sitting down this whole time in a sort of love seat...

And with how we were fucking right in front of her.

I realized that I was basically putting the core of the Light Goddess in a cuck chair.

And that realization made me laugh and finally lose control over my body, and I flooded Celestine with my cum with her gripping womb fuck pocket expanding as it swelled.

I pulled Celestine tight against me. One hand around her chest and holding her right breast within my hand. The other hand held her waist as I gently left small love bites on her neck as she cooed and fully leaned against me.

Slowly evenly out from the wonderful orgasm that washed over me, I slowly laid on my side and covered Celestine with a blanket as I just... Pressed my nose into the nape of her neck and thought.

'Ok... Vult is a fucking monster who is extremely physically strong, and stupidly magically resistant. How do I kill him? Because once I do, once I deal with this evil world's 'chosen' one. His army of thugs and monsters will split up anyway.'

'How do I kill the bastard in question?' I mused to myself. Because cursing him woudn't work, shortstop. And his insane physical stats made things like dropping a boulder or hitting him with a bolt of lightning a terrible issue.

Then it hit me. I could physically turn into any element, any concept, and other such things. What if... I turned into an insanely radioactive element, snipped off some hair and then snuck that ground-up ultra-cancer into the wine and food he ate in those feasts he always was doing?

At the very least, doing so would also completely ruin his army and monsters would be dying of organ failure within a couple of weeks at best.

"I will do my best to kill Vult... It will take a while, but I will do my best." I muttered into her hair with Celestine gently locking her own hand around the one on her stomach.

The goddess softly hummed in agreement as she said, with utter belief in my words. "I believe you Jake. Do what you must... And while you are busy, I will have my people move the statue to Feoh, where your world travel ritual is." 

There was a moment of silence as I just relaxed for a moment. Letting my softening cock slip out of her womb with that degenerate thing almost seeming to pout as it let it go with a reluctant 'kiss' of a sort that made me shudder.

But as per usual, a woman had to ruin the after sex snuggling with a chore/making me thing too hard.

"Jake... I have heard from spies who are tied to the northern dark forces that you went to Olga. Are you going to rescue her from Vult and his men, as you said the north and east have fallen?"

I let out a sigh as I said helplessly. "I mean... CAN I, or should I even save her? She hates men as a dark elf; she hates humans as the 'queen' of monsters in general, and worse, she hates me in particular for robbing her for the ritual in order to leave this world."

A beat of silence before Celestine squeezed my hand and said quietly. "She cannot hate if her mind is already broken, can she? And... I imagine that if Vult's own mage hasn't for some reason, burned down her library of magic lost to the ages, you would want it all the same." 

I mean... Yeah, I remembered all to clearly from my lessons of 'culture' when Chloe's mind broke; along with Olga. She went after her beloved queen with a strap-on and was a rabid dog in heat, basically.

Well, it wasn't going to be the first time my cult had to put some poor bitch back together mentally after they got gang-banged by a group of soldiers who were going insane after fighting for days against monsters on the walls of Feoh.

"Fine, after I mess with Vult a bit, I will make my way to Dreadfort of the North to see the state of Olga." I said with a helpless sigh as I knew it was going to be a pain in the ass to fly across the world, basically.

With that I took a deep breath before I said more slowly. "As for you... You need to head towards Feoh as well. I am bringing you with me to the new world." 

Celestine paused at my demand and for a moment as she didn't seem to expect me to be so blunt about it.

But with another squeeze of my hand, she said with finality. "Very well, Jake. I will come with that statue. Just be careful in the north, and in dealing with Vult." 

After that we just remained together enjoying the aftereffects of our coupling for a few more minutes until Celestine rather sheepishly, said that unless I was willing to bed the rest of her priestesses. We needed to separate and clean up.

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Finding Vult with my scrying wasn't an issue. The fact that he only had Kin, that fucking rat of a demon and curse user as his dedicated magic user meant that I needed to specifically avoid the heavily cursed wards around said camp.

And it's not like Vult was sitting around in a giant tent covered in curses even with his magic resistance. No, it was all to clear where he was as the cries of countless women rang out from the main feasting hall.

And within the feast hall was who I imagined; Kin wasn't there... Which made sense, as he had different 'tastes' than normal men. But besides Vult's leaders there were several large orc leaders specifically and several other 'alpha' tier monsters.

Looking around the literal monsters and human-shaped monsters, I saw that at the end of the line was the short-statured dwarf Princess Knight, and the Miko Priestess Princess Knight were both busy slobbering on Vult's dick as he roared with laughter at some joke that one of his lieutenants told him.

'If I recall correctly. Gamma radiation is deadly, especially due to it's ability to pass through dense objects and tear through the body. But Alpha radiation particles are far more dangerous if inhaled or its base material is eaten.' I mused to myself.

I sent the two princess knights on the ground a look and saw that... Yeah, they were completely broken after months of being Vult's and his men's fuck toy. So with an internal sigh, I knew that I couldn't save them right now and assassinate Vult at the same time as I floated around as a mass of invisible gas.

Slowly and ever so carefully, while floating over the food and large tankards of ale of Vult, I turned the outermost layer of my body into polonium, and I began shedding it all over his food, his drink, and the air he himself was breathing.

Then I continued that action across the rest of the food his top men and monster followers were having. And after a moment of thought... I decided to say fuck it. Might as well go all the damned way with the war crimes seeing as I was going to kill all these people.

Slowly, I shifted my neutral, pure Oxygen body into a mixture of Carbonyl Chloride, which filled the room with the heavy smell of... Freshly cut hay, and seeing as this tent and his camp were put in the wrecked remains of a large farm. 

No one was any the wiser as I passively filled the room with high volumes of the deadly chemical that caused the vast majority of gas-munition deaths in WW1 in my previous life.

'Even if Vult can literally punch a dragon to death... Let's see how he reacts when his fucking lungs start melting.' I inwardly hissed as the scent of the 'fresh hay' was strong enough to get their attention.

"The hell is that smell! We killed the runt's running the farm so who the hell is cutting grass!" An annoyed Orc roared in frustration as he took a heavy draft from his drink to probably get away from the smell.

Vult wasn't giving a shit about the smell of freshly mowed grass. He was forcing his dick down the throat of the Miko Priestess and just called out. "Ha! Quit fucking complaining; it smells alot better then the smell of the latrines and burning bodies blowing over!"

The rest of the room quickly nodded in agreement and the merryment actually intensified as several more mentally broken women were dragged into be fucked by the monsters and Vult's men...

All the while, I filled the tent with lethal gases. And soon enough, Vult's human followers who didn't have demonic bloodlines began started getting dizzy and their eye's began water heavily.

But those fucking dumbasses just thought it was the central fire keeping the tent warm wasn't being properly ventilated so no one gave a shit when they kept drinking and those normal human's just passed out.

They didn't pass out, though... The 'carbon' in carbonyl chloride had shut down their airways, similar to getting Carbon Monoxide poisoning so while their table mates thought they were just passed out drunk as a skunk.

In reality, their brains were hemorrhaging blood as it suffocated on chemicals that began breaking down the internal tissues.

After half an hour, the stronger and supernatural monsters just thought their fuck toys had passed out from the pleasure, and even Vult tossed the two Princess Knights away in disgust through the back hole of the tent leading to his private quarters.

The large man stood up with an annoyed grunt and called out. "Get those drunk rat's into their tents. We march on the towns surrounding Geofu in three days, and I need all of them broken in before Geofu can be warned of our arrival!"

I slowly drifted out of the tent in my gas form as several monsters staggered around coughing, as they joked about getting some fresh air in the cold winter air. But soon enough, they went to grab one of Vult's lackey's and froze.

Shouts rang out as I drifted away as they realized that all the normal humans without supernaturally enhanced bodies were already dead and stiff at this point.

I floated away quickly towards the common area's as I was going to continue my actions of poisoning the area. But as I flew past the feasting hall, I found a particular orgy consisting of ONLY elves in particular.

Mostly dark elves to boot. But with a helpless look, I saw in a cage the figures of Olga and Chloe locked in sapphic coitus, which was serving as the tent's central entertainment, as the rest of the men fucked lesser women at their leisure.

'Now what... Fuck! Why couldn't they be stuck getting gang-banged in the northern castle!' I thought with annoyance as the camp was coming alive after people realized that someone had somehow poisoned Vult's top men.

After a moment of thought, I realized I had only one option. I needed to teleport these two directly to Feoh. And more specifically, into the hands of my cult... I just had to hope that my cult to could handle these two in the meantime.

'Fuck it!' I drew heavily from my mana stores and the philosopher's stone and grimaced as I felt several dozen souls extinguish within the stone as a roar of spatial energy formed in mid air as a twisting portal of darkness.

Then with a flex I controlled the stone platform that was holding up the cage filled with the stunned dark elves and yeeted their naked asses through the portal as the earth shuddered as the ward slammed down across the entire camp.

Still in my gas form, I cut through the thick, ragged cloth of this feasting hall tent, and I hid within the grass as I spread myself out as thousands of monsters and men ran around looking for me.

The entire camp was covered in what I could sense with my magical senses, were truly horrible cursed wards that would suck the souls out of whoever tried to cross the boundaries of the ward scheme.

'These wards are... Stupidly powerful, but also extremely mana-intensive.' I mused as while Kin was clearly using his summoned demons as emergency extra batteries. The rest of Vult's monster subordinates woudn't be nearly as easily forced to hand over their mana and life force.

I just needed to wait them out seeing the two Princess Knight's they had on hand... Were now probably dead or dying unless Vult had some insane healing magical artifact of some kind. Which I doubted.

The feasting tent was quickly torn down as Vult's men ran around in a hurry to find the intruder/intruder's as they seemed to think there was more than just myself. But seeing Vult himself not running around. 

I couldn't help but hope that Vult himself was already suffering a good from the lethal gases he had ingested. But for now, there wasn't much I could do that woudn't end with me being overwhelmed in an open fight.

Another day passed by as I hid inside of Vult's camp, Kin himself came around using magic to search for me or more specifically demon intruders, as Vult seemed convinced some demon lord was coming to steal his body to take over the world at the cusp of his victory.

I had no idea how the fuck that was going to happen or how 'canon' that was in reality. But I didn't care, I just kept 'close' to Vult and kept throwing lethal gasses at him, and after another three days... 

There were clear signs of even Vult's supernatural strength and constitution fading from breathing, drinking, and eating lethal gases and extremely radioactive materials.

Towards the end of the day as Vult was looking ready to start killing his own men and not just the random orc who was giving him a look as though deciding to see if he could take his spot on the throne.

I went for Kin himself. Kin was hiding away in his own personal tent, working at an alchemical station with a heavy scowl. As a large bruise covered his throat where Vult had grabbed him and demanded an 'antidote' for the poison he had been fed.

With a glance, I saw Kin's prefered... 'Meat' of choice lying on his bed in a drugged-out stupor, and several trunks filled with his own personal library covered the wall.

But I refocused on Kin, and before the self absorbed demonologist could react. His demonic slavery bonds were violently broken as I used Radomira's authority over 'Evil' to violently banish the demons from the plane.

And in the moment, Kin's magical system lit up like a Christmas tree and he gasped in agony as a part of his soul was broken with the violent banishment of his demons. I struck!

My hand turned into a sharpened dagger and his gasp became a wet gurgle as my hand stabbed through his chest and crushed his heard as my hand peirced through the front of his chest.

"You should have better taste in women... A bountiful milf's bouncing titties are far better than what you like." I said dryly before I ripped my hand back most of the way. Making sure to grab and crush his spine and ripping part of it out as well with my hand.

Kin fell to the ground, gasping with his one good lung as he looked up at me with hate even as he slowly raised a sluggish arm that glowed with a vile purple curse upon it.

"You did some rituals to enhance your body huh? Not bad, but they won't help when your heart is just pulp." I said with finality as I kicked his hand aside and then with a loud wet crunch.

I stomped his skull into the floor of his tent, and a spray of blood, brain matter, and other fluids painted the dark red and black carpet as I crushed his head.

'Ok! Kin is dead, so now even if Vult somehow comes back to life... Fucking somehow indeed, I don't need to worry about Kin helping him find my ass later on in another world.' I mused to myself before I faded back into gas.

Moving around the camp that was now filled with alot more in-fighting now that Vult was clearly weakened. I obviously went straight to Vult as after lying low for the last couple of days, I needed to know how he was doing physcically.

And... As I came into his tent. I saw the man was sitting on a heavily padded throne with his head lying within his arms as next to his throne was a table which had a potion bottle filled with healing elixer that he was clearly putting on a blindfold?

It didn't take to long for me to see why. 

His face had sunk in, his skin turned sallow and yellow, with his eyes' whites turned blackish with toxic curdled blood, his lips were violently cracked with clear stains from bleeding.

And that was just his face, from which he had been clearly soaking in healing potion. Already, I could see down his loose shirt as he leaned forward with a pained groan that there was black and purple bruises as the radiation sickness was truly setting in.

His internal blood vessels and the cells themselves that made up his body were violently breaking down.

'Huh... Homelander solution I guess? Even Superman, he who can punch through planet's also had a weakness for certain forms of radiation?' I mused to myself.

And for a long moment I considered making an attempt. Trying to stab this evil fuck through the chest with an arm made out of osmium or some other extremely dense element.

But.

I held in that stupid thought... Because I won, I didn't NEED to put myself at risk. This poor bastard had glutted himself on several actual GRAM's of highly radioactive material that had been added to his food and drink.

A single, a single microgram of ingested Polonium back in my world, without supernatural nonsense, would kill someone without any doubt or chance of survival after a mere couple days.

I dosed him with literally... Literally more than a fucking million times the lethal dosage a normal human could take. And despite his stupidly enhanced body that was keeping the Polonium from killing him with simple thermal damage from the accumulated material in his guts.

The radiation that was quickly tearing apart his cells and bone marrow especially, was what was going to do him in without me needing to lift a finger.

'Man... This villain shit is actually pretty easy. Really suck's I can't stand over him and gloat. But I would very much rather I do not get my head punched off.' I mused to myself with an inward cackle.