Chapter 10: Baphomet's Descent

The team of four, Ron,Fin, Raiz and Anabelle, rush through the secret passage, or more like fall down the secret passage which is just a tunnel that led deep underground.

Meanwhile in a vast space under the dungeon.....

It was an enormous hall, huge pillars held up the space from collapsing in on itself. It was an archaic structure, covered in dust, containing chains as thick as the pillars, apparently to hold huge beasts, or giants. The rusty metal chains no longer held any prisoner. Only remaining there as a reminder of a time long past.

This ancient hall, after such a long time finally welcomed a visitor. It was a pale skinned woman with a voluptuous figure and blond hair, wearing thin revealing clothes. She walked with a certain charm, capable of mesmerizing any onlookers. The woman observed the hall curiously, taking deep breath after deep breath. She seemed to be intoxicated by the stale air of this prison.

"Ahhhn~...." The atmosphere causes a heat to rise up below her abdomen as she moans out loud.

"What amazing lasting resentment...Ah."

Her voice echoes in the empty hall while she keeps rubbing her thighs, with her face flushed. Her legs gave out and she fell to the ground on her knees, not caring for the dust staining her clothes. Her face burns red and she continues muttering.

"This will do nicely. I shall call my lord here."

In a world of her own, she carrases her huge breasts, and plays with her nipples. Lying on the floor she pinches her nipples and rubs her thighs. She licks her fingers with her tongue and proceeds to pleasure herself.

Aahn~ Ahhn~

Loud moans echo out in the silence of the hall. And she loses herself in pleasure. As her pleasure intensifies and she continues to climax with her own fingers, two small horns grow out of her forehead and a thin long tail with a heart shaped end, appears from her tail bone.

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Soon some guards enter the hall and prostrate themselves before the woman who had regained her normal appearance. Their eyes making heart shapes and their mouths drooling while looking at her like dogs looking at their master.

The guard captain that had knocked out Fin was also present. He glances at the wet spot under the woman's feet. He could hear the loud moans even from across this enormous hall so he couldn't stop his imagination from going wild.

But he immediately looks down and gulps hard. Trying to ignore it all and no longer thinking about it.

"The preparations are complete, my lady." The captain continues lowering his head further. Trying his very best to not look at the woman who currently exudes such pheromones.

' She really is a succubus.' he thinks to himself almost unable to contain himself from pouncing on her.

He knew the state of his men who had done that so he refused to be like them. Losing themselves and being charmed and used by this demon. He can't do anything about it as they are under her control and she is merely playing with them. She doesn't care for human lives at all. For the safety of his brothers in arms and his own family, he has chosen to suffer while looking for a chance to strike back.

The woman looks at him," Your efforts always amuse me. I always like a challenge." She whispers in his ear in a charming, seductive voice and licks it. A jolt runs down the guard Captain's body and a certain part stiffens up but he still doesn't dare look at her, afraid of what might happen if he gives in.

"We will play later. Tell me, how many heaven blessed have been captured?"

"35, My lady. 25 are standing outside the hall as we speak. The others are still in the dungeon." He held a respectful attitude because he knows that the lives of his brethren are in her hands.

"These will be enough, they have quite the delicious souls. My lord will definitely be delighted." She licks her lips again, "Prepare for the ritual. We shall finish it today."

She shows a longing expression and a certain part always gets wet when she mentions this lord of hers. Her nature as a succubus has increased her lust countless times over and hence she can't control her nature. The very core of her being is based on lust.

It was a privilege for lesser demons to serve high demons. The demon world held strict hierarchy as such she simply has to do what she has been told. Even if it costs her life, she'll have to carry out her orders because there are things worse than death in the demon world.

"As for those in the dungeon, they should suffice as treats, once the lord has arrived. Hurry, get to it." She commanded the guards and they complied carrying out her commands.

The guard captain gritted his teeth, seeing the conditions of the guards he has served with for so long. But he sighed in the end and continued to follow her order as well. He knew he was no match for her currently, so he continues to look for a chance.

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Back on Ron's side, they slide down the tunnel, dug who knows how long ago. The tunnel keeps going on and on for hours, it seems almost endless. It is quite cramped, so they went in one by one with Raiz taking the lead and Ron, Fin and Anabelle going after respectively.

After some time, they fall into a pool of water inside a small dark space. Everyone falls into the water and they are drenched. The water being stored for who knows how long is very cold, so they quickly get out of the pool.

Ron hurriedly makes a fireball with his magic and everyone can see a bit in this place.

A..Achoo~

Anabelle sneezes and shivers from the cold. The robes handed to her by Ron are wet and have become see through due to the water. Although they had seen her naked before but this sight was alluring in it's own way. The water dripping from her blond hair and long eyelashes. The flame shimmering in her blue eyes. It made for a mesmerizing sight. The three guys gulped down, even Raiz the old man was gulping down saliva, trying to calm himself.

But the three guys look away soon when glared at by Anabelle. They are a bit embarrased at getting lost in their thoughts.

Ron lights up a few more fireballs and everyone sits near one to warm up and dry their clothes.

" It was fortunate the tunnel wasn't blocked. We would've been in quite a pinch." Raiz says.

"You mean you weren't sure if it was safe or not?" Anabelle lashes out in anger. She's trying to hide her embarrassment, it seems like bad luck has been following her around everywhere.

"It was a gamble that paid out well. If we had wasted more time, who knows what would've happened already. This is no joke. Lives are at stake." Raiz's expression turns serious and he bellows out the last sentence in a sudden burst of emotion. He realizes that he lost his cool but he has been feeling unstable since going through so much.

An awkward silence follows, with no one saying anything.

Ron turns his head to observe the room. The walls are painted white, with so many webs hanging in the corners and dust covering the floor. The room seems to be abandoned with furniture dust stained and left unattended.

"My ancestors used to live here, a long time ago." Raiz says, seeing Ron observing the room.

"Hmm..." Ron nods prompting him to continue. It was better to talk than just sit awkwardly while drying themselves up.

" There is an enormous hall, not far from here. I overheard that the ritual will be performed there. The hall was used to host a variety of strong creatures captured by my ancestors; Giants, serpents, beasts and even dragons." He pauses showing a melancholic look. His face wrinkled with vestiges of age, more apparent after the recent events

"It used to be a majestic sight, to see all those powerful beasts, chained and used for entertainment. But the practices ran out of order due to a certain event in the past. This hall was abandoned and no one has came here since then." He continues his stoy.

"No one remembers the event. Not even those present at that time." Raiz sighs.

"Hey, you sense anything?" Fin asks them, urgency apparent in his tone, sensing a peculiar aura, his expression turns dark.

"Huh no I don't!" Raiz answers while becoming attentive, looking around here and there.

Ron makes a serious face. A melavolent aura surrounds the whole place and it keeps getting stronger and stronger. He can feel it getting stronger every second.

"It has started, it seems. Stand up we have to go now. Before it's too late." Ron rushes them.

Their clothes are almost dried and it won't matter eitherway. If the ritual is completed, they would be in trouble. So he can't care less about warming up right now.

Noticing the severity of the situation, they rush out of the room and run towards the hall, no longer caring to be discreet.

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[To be Continued]