It was not until this moment that Brian suddenly realized that this tentacle contained such a wonderful function. He thought in his heart that when he returned to the floating city, he would invite beauties such as Xisaiya, Myrcella and Fairy Mizusawa to gather together. Imagine that scene would allow him to experience several times or even dozens of times of pleasure? This thought made him yearn for it, and his eyes were filled with anticipation.

He seemed to have seen the grand scene of that day: the gentleness of Xisia, the charm of Myrcella, the ethereality of Fairy Shuize, and the endless joy brought by the tentacles, intertwined into a fascinating picture.

The imagination is beautiful and the picture is very exciting, but now, the female elf who is Brian's tentacle experience is not happy at all.

Her body was wrapped in cold tentacles, like a prisoner tightly bound by cold chains. Her delicate skin formed a sharp and tingling contrast with the cold and ruthless touch of the tentacles.

Every time it tightened, it was like a cold sharp blade cutting every inch of her skin, bound her so hard that she could not move.

Anger burned in her heart like a volcano. She gritted her teeth, and her eyes were filled with rage, like two burning flames.

She tried her best to awaken the magic power in her body, trying to use the warm light to dispel the endless humiliation and resentment. However, the cold tentacles firmly occupied everything about her like a nightmare, making her only feel endless humiliation and despair.

The tentacles still wandered on her delicate skin like living creatures without any restrictions, pinching her slender waist tightly, like shaking the throat of her life, making her almost unable to breathe.

Every time she twisted, she could feel the discomfort of being insulted. The feeling of being completely controlled and powerlessly cut her heart like a sharp blade.

Faced with this situation, she could only stare at Brian fiercely and roar with resentment: "You despicable person! Don't expect to succeed!"

"Is that true?" Brian's mouth cursed a playful smile, and seemed to turn a deaf ear to the curse of the female elf. He was immersed in the silky touch brought by the tentacles, enjoying this unique stimulation.

"Since you think I'm despicable, then keep resisting. The more you resist, the more excited I will be."

His voice was low and full of temptation, as if teasing a taboo game, "Hurry up, stimulate all the power you have not used. Otherwise, I will have a more wonderful experience waiting for you next."

His words were like whispers in the dark night, with an irresistible charm that made the female elf tremble.

Brian stared at the female elf maliciously, with a cunning light flashing in his eyes, as if he had foresaw the upcoming carnival.

As his eyes wandered, the wet tentacles began to dance. They wandered among the undulating plateau valleys like flexible snakes, showing a suffocating beauty.

Wherever the tentacles pass, there are silver trajectories, just like the brightest stars in the night sky, bright and mysterious.

At this moment, time seemed to be still.

The female elf's heart beat faster, and every inch of her skin was tense, waiting for Brian's next move.

Brian looked confident, and he enjoyed this game of throne, as if everything was in his control.

In this space covered by tentacles and shadows, the confrontation between the two became increasingly tense and exciting.

Every move and every word of Brian stirred the nerves of the female elf, making her unable to keep calm.

The female elf's resistance and struggle made Brian feel unprecedentedly excited and satisfied.

This game has just begun...

At this moment, deep in the heart of the female elf, it seemed that there were thousands of troops galloping, causing a strong sense of anxiety and anger.

These cold and silky tentacles wandered around like nightmare, intertwined and entangled, wrapping her tightly, as if to swallow her up.

Their existence made every inch of her skin feel the biting chill and endless humiliation.

The cold and slippery surface of the tentacles was like countless poisonous snakes, pressing against her delicate skin, as if countless ice needles were piercing her body, making her feel in pain.

She tried to insult Brian with the most vicious words of the elves, but before she could speak, she suddenly felt a tentacle wrapping around her neck, and then pulled her down hard.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze.

The female elf's eyes were wide open, and endless fear and despair reflected in her pupils. There seemed to be thousands of words in her eyes that wanted to tell, but they could only turn into faint moans.

She struggled with all her last strength, but the tentacles were like iron pliers, firmly bound her and made her unable to move.

The cold touch gradually invaded her consciousness and deprived her of life.

At this moment, her anger, humiliation and reluctance turned into a faint moan, and everything returned to silence.

The female elf's body gradually became stiff, like a flower about to wither, slowly losing its luster in the darkness.

Her body was bound like a dead branch, and the fountain of life seemed to be drying up little by little.

However, in this quiet dark night, there was a faint light flashing. It was the fire of hope deep in her heart. Even if she was trapped in the abyss of despair, it had not been extinguished.

Although this light is weak, it is like a meteor crossing the night sky, making people feel hopeful.

It is mixed with an indescribable madness, like a candlelight in a storm, swaying but tenacious.

For her, this is the last hope, and the only life-saving straw she has in the abyss of despair.

She held the light tightly, like a drowning person grasping the driftwood, with an unyielding light flashing in her eyes.

Brian observed quietly on the side, nodding in his heart.

He knew very well that the terrible power deep in the heart of this female elf was slowly awakening in endless torture and humiliation.

With his powerful magical intuition and spiritual perception, he could clearly sense a surging undercurrent.

Next, he just needs to work harder, and the power remaining in her body that the illusion demon king incarnated in her might be completely forced out.

No more wasted time, Brian's eyes turned cold.

He continued to control the tentacles, as light and powerful as a dancer, drawing beautiful arcs in the air. His movements were both precise and ruthless, and each touch hit the vital point without hurting her life.

He was like playing a beautiful music, and every note was filled with strength and hope.

In this tense and fierce battle, the originally stiff body of the female elf gradually became soft and powerful. On her painful face, the expression of enjoyment appeared slightly, which was quite masochistic.
Chapter completed!