Chapter 254: Merciless Invaders (2/2)
”W-What?!” the man muttered those words as he was suddenly overwhelmed by the powerful divinity of the bug god, encompassing his entire body, he felt like he was running low on oxygen and his entire skin was drying… it was so strong and overwhelming he could only struggle to even breathe, falling over the floor as Gehekakth let go of him.
”Uungngh…!”
The bug god quickly took out something from out of thin air, as if he had some sort of dimension inside of his own soul, and well, he had, every god had a divine realm inside of their souls.
Storing items inside was an obvious thing everyone did. And he was not unlike these gods that did so. The bug god took out a slave collar and wrapped it around the man's neck, in an instant, he felt a strong paralyzing spark rushing over his body, and he was suddenly enslaved.
”Now you're my property, kukuku…” laughed Gehekakth mercilessly, looking at the other people as they all gasped in horror.
”W-Who are you people?!” asked another man, a burlier one, seemingly the chief of the entire village.
”How rude, you dare raise your voice against gods themselves?” asked Laura while laughing, she walked towards the man slowly and coquettishly. Despite her small stature that made her look like a little girl, she had a strong charm within her. The man, however, didn't felt any of that charm and rather only felt a lot of fear.
She reached him as she extended a whip, the whip wrapped around the chief's neck and lowered him down to her, as she put her sharp heels over his forehead. The man struggled as much as he could but was left helpless, despite her stature and child-like appearance, she was incredibly strong.
”Unngh…! Agghh! W-What… Ungh?!”
Her sharp heels began to pierce through the man's left eye, almost about to pop it out.
”You're really a piece of shit for thinking you can actually talk back to us, huh? You mortals are really in need for some discipline… How about I pop that eye of yours to learn a lesson? Do you want that?” she asked, her eyes glowed with pure malice. She was a woman who had long ago disregarded her empathy to anyone.
”Uuuaaggh…! Stop! Please…! Sorry…! I am sorry!” supplicated the chief, the entire tribe looked in horror at the situation, meanwhile, the brown-skinned man, Cutthroat, raised his hands with a pleasant smile, glaring down at Nesephise in front of him.
”People of this random village, from now on, you're all our property. Don't resist or you'll suffer an even worse fate than your chief.” He said with a smile, showing his bright white teeth, the people slowly began to step back from the three gods, although some tried to help the chief.
”L-Let papa go!” cried a little boy, rushing towards the chief, his father…
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