Chapter 407: Chapter 313 Shattered Illusion_1 Chapter 407: Chapter 313 Shattered Illusion_1 One had to admit, after talking with Heshera, Duanmu Huai felt much lighter on his feet.

Because he had understood one truth—- just as Heshera said, he was no longer human, but a Demon God.

This title was not merely listed on the system; as a true deity, he surely looked at things with a different perspective than mortals.

Indeed, for gamers, no matter how high they’d risen in level, they were just mortals who worried about being entangled in a deceptive plot, succumbing to the seduction of desire, fearing overwhelming force or bowing down to a plague. After all, they were mere humans, not deities.

But what did Duanmu Huai have to fear?

Plots? Desire? Violence? Plagues?

That’s a joke. He is also a deity; although he isn’t as powerful as the Chaos Evil God, he now has his divine territory and role as a God. Should he remain afraid of them?

Take Earth for example – you might be the president of a superpower, while I am just a King of a Caribbean island.

There is a vast difference in our abilities, but is there a difference in our status?

If I, the king of a small Caribbean island, am pushed to the limit, could I not overthrow the existing order and rule the world?

Thus, Duanmu Huai instantly relaxed.

Screw fear. Bring on the plots, lay on the temptations, and let’s see who’s more dominant. Even within the Milky Way, the Chaos Evil God isn’t the absolute ruler. Not to mention the half-dead Star Gods and that group of skeletons who can hardly be called people, even the fallen Spirit race still has three Deities alive, they’re living pretty well, and they don’t seem scared to death when facing the Chaos Evil God.

Oh, one of them seems to fall in love with the Evil God…hmm…let’s exclude her from the count first.

Those who suffer from Stockholm syndrome are not within the discussion.

The reason why Duanmu Huai was confident his ideas were right was because, after he finished discussing with Heshera, Duanmu Huai immediately received another side mission.

[Special God’s Mission–Godslayer]
[Mission Target: Destroy a God System, kill all Gods]
[As the God of Destruction, you must make all beings aware that your destruction is omnipresent, and … everywhere. Both mortals and deities will inevitably be consumed by your fury, burned to the ground by the flames of destruction]
Once things were settled here, Duanmu Huai planned to complete this mission.

But let’s fix the matters here first, there was no need to hurry…
At ease, Duanmu Huai returned to his room and went back to dreamland again.

He had the same dream again this time.

Under the illumination of the shimmering, colorful light of the kaleidoscope, Duanmu Huai stood in a desolate corridor with only a spinning, bewitching color before his eyes, making everything seem hazy. There was only one door in front of him.

I’d love to see what this is all about, he thought.

Without any hesitation this time, Duanmu Huai strode forward and opened the door before him.

Following this, his field of vision was covered with a pure, white light.

“…………”
After a long time, when Duanmu Huai came back to his senses, he seemed to be lying on a bed. A fiery, slender figure was tightly pressed against him. Perhaps it was the dream, but Duanmu Huai couldn’t make out her face yet. However, he could feel her hand slowly caressing his muscles. Her slender, elegant legs writhed around as well.

Duanmu Huai reached out, but she promptly seized him. Her movement was gentle but firm. Then, Duanmu Huai felt her abruptly raise her other hand and slap him on the face. It seemed like she was gradually penetrating Duanmu Huai’s heart, attempting to fully take control of it. Even though she didn’t speak, a seductive voice surfaced in Duanmu Huai’s mind.

Submit to me, kneel before me, be loyal to me, as a reward, I will bestow upon you a bliss beyond imagination…
But…will I let you win?!

Duanmu Huai seized her hand, then abruptly flipped on top of her. Yes, no matter what I’m experiencing, I am always me. Neither afraid, nor running away from anything. Anyone who dares to provoke me will face one consequence!

Not tender comfort, nor soft plea- but conquest! A complete conquest!

Duanmu Huai could feel her resistance growing stronger, but he didn’t care. Just by touch, Duanmu Huai could imagine the wondrous sight of her slim and delicate figure. In the real world, men wouldn’t be able not to drool over such women, let alone getting joy from treating her roughly.

But Duanmu Huai didn’t care. Whether she was fragile, petite, or pitifully attractive, once she dared provoke him, she had only one path: death. He wouldn’t spare a fairy lady, or show a good face to a pure beauty.

To make me submit… Impossible!

The one to submit…will be you!!

The struggle and resistance grew fierce. However, Duanmu Huai was unfazed. Faced with the opponent in front of him, he disregarded her delicate and vulnerable resistance as insignificance. He stormed forward, mercilessly breaking down her final line of defense, completely collapsing her resistance.

A total defeat.

At the moment her defenses crumbled, her struggle reached its limit. Duanmu Huai could feel the delicate and tender body suddenly tense and tremble out of pain. But Duanmu Huai didn’t care, his troops stormed onward, crushing her resistance over and over.

Finally, it seemed as if the other party had reached her limits. Duanmu Huai could feel her resistance lessening, her formerly tense body gradually becoming soft, and powerless. It was as if a wild horse had finally, reluctantly, lowered its proud head, panting and submitting beneath the hand of its tamer.

Yet, that was still not enough.

Duanmu Huai grabbed her shoulder, rolling over the light, powerless body.

This was not just conquest but also punishment!

“Ah… Ah…!!”

The girl’s voice was filled with submission. She seemed to want to signal her surrender, pleading for mercy. However, sadly for her, Duanmu Huai wouldn’t halt his actions just because of her pitiful cries. This wasn’t an emotional exchange, only a battle of conquest and being conquered – victory or loss, there was no other path.

Just like in the Fighting God Tournament, either gain everything or lose everything.

“Uh… Hmm… Hmm…”
The girl’s panting became whimpers. Like a fish, she was instinctively twisting her body, as if struggling, resisting, or even accepting. However, Duanmu Huai only held her down with indifference, harshly playing with her, tormenting her. It was as if he wanted to completely shatter the frail body in front of him, one that seemed as delicate as porcelain, ready to break at a single touch.

Finally, whether she gave up struggling or not, the girl’s movements began to lessen. Her arms and legs drooped powerlessly like a puppet with its strings cut, only slightly shaking from the violent shocks.

At that moment, Duanmu Huai also finally reached his limits.

The warm, surging waves exploded out of him like a flood breaking a dam, mercilessly flooding the dark depths that had never been invaded before.

At that moment, Duanmu Huai had completely engraved his mark on both her body and soul.

“………. Huff.”

When Duanmu Huai opened his eyes again, it was midnight.

“Hmm… it doesn’t feel any different from usual…”

Sitting up, Duanmu Huai looked around, not seeing anyone else. It was clear that he was alone. To be honest, that had been just a dream. However, for some reason, Duanmu Huai felt that the figure in the dream was not unfamiliar. It was as if he had seen her somewhere before.

Apart from that, Duanmu Huai didn’t feel any different than usual, feeling nothing out of the ordinary.

It was as if… it was all just a dream.

“Clatter.”

“Hmm?”

When Duanmu Huai reached out, he seemed to touch something. Turning his head, he looked next to his pillow, where that kaleidoscope had been, the one the girl in the kimono had given him. But now, it was completely shattered, turned into a pile of debris.

It can’t possibly be it…
Looking at the kaleidoscope before him, Duanmu Huai fell silent for a moment, then quietly stood up.

No matter what, I should clean up this thing first.

Soon, the night passed.

“Ah, good morning, Mr. Duanmu.”

When Duanmu Huai woke up again, it was when Honoka pushed open the door, calling him. But when Honoka saw Duanmu Huai, she couldn’t help but pause.

“Oh, Good morning… What’s the matter, Honoka?”

Duanmu Huai greeted Honoka, then began to dress, while Honoka fixed her gaze on him, speechless. For some reason, Honoka suddenly felt different about Duanmu Huai. Although he didn’t appear to have changed, she felt a distinct aura emanating from him, causing her heart to speed up.

It was somewhat like the feeling of impending attack from a fierce beast.

Even though she knew Duanmu Huai was not the type to randomly attack girls, Honoka somehow felt the instinctive tension similar to that. It caused her to take a step back. However, despite her inner feelings, her eyes were drawn to Duanmu Huai’s muscular body as though magnetised, unable to look away.

“Honoka, I’m changing clothes.”

Noticing Honoka still standing rooted to the spot, Duanmu Huai reminded her, causing her to snap back to reality.

“S-sorry, Mr. Duanmu, I’ll go out first!”

After saying this, Honoka shut the door with her face flushed. Then, she leaned against the wall, taking a deep breath.

“Huff…”
While panting, Honoka put a hand on her chest, feeling her rapidly beating heart.

What on earth… is this feeling?