Apocalypse King System

The so-called "sex Olympics" organized by Derick were essentially for his own pleasure. Therefore, the event naturally did not follow the typical format of a sports competition, but rather borrowed some elements from it.

For instance, the hosts of this "sex Olympics" were a pair of gorgeous twins dressed in elegant shawls and evening gowns, each holding a microphone. They were chosen as the hosts because they had been star presenters on the Tianhai Province TV station before the apocalypse, once acclaimed as the most beautiful duo in the hosting industry.

Derick quite enjoyed these two beauties, perhaps not only because of their hosting skills but also because of their exceptional oral abilities. Watching the nearly identical twin beauties kneeling before him, shyly and coquettishly servicing him, provided an extremely stimulating sensation.

"Master, everyone is ready to come in. Shall we proceed?" the twin beauties respectfully informed as they saw their master enter.

"Then let everyone in," Derick replied, seated on his grand throne, waving his hand.

As he waited, he found himself inexplicably looking forward to the upcoming events. Perhaps it was due to his trust in the intellectual women of his advisory council, who always managed to devise incredibly thrilling and satisfying games.

Observing this, the two women on stage made an "OK" gesture towards the distance.

Click, click, click...

After a few soft clicks, all the lights within the venue were extinguished, leaving only one still shining above Derick's platform. His expression was one of playful anticipation as he watched on.

Soon, a melodious music began to play, accompanied by faint gasps and moans, adding a touch of sensuality to the atmosphere of the entire venue. After waiting for about ten seconds, a bright, narrow beam of light shone directly from the ceiling of the venue.

With Derick's keen eyesight, he could clearly see what was happening in the middle of the light beam. A thick iron chain, about ten meters long, hung directly from the ceiling. At the end of the chain, there was a uniquely shaped blue jade cylinder, and at the bottom of the jade cylinder, eighteen small jade columns, each as thick as a baby's arm, extended in all directions.

But that wasn't the most important part. At this moment, the jade cylinder was adorned with eighteen stunningly beautiful women, with voluptuous figures and attractive appearances. Almost all of these women were naked, with their buttocks inserted onto the small jade columns extending from the large jade cylinder. Their hands and legs were bound with black ropes, which extended from the back of their necks and were tied to the top of the jade cylinder to stabilize their bodies.

The eighteen stunning women were arranged in a row, their round and perky buttocks facing inward, as if they were being used as decorations, fixed on the jade cylinder. The eighteen alluring and shapely buttocks, with their delicate and alluring curves, formed the most perfect intertwining with the cold jade cylinder.

The beauty of the women and the jade seemed to blend seamlessly, warm and smooth, creating a unique artistic beauty between the cold iron chains and the naked, stunning women. Although Derick didn't quite understand art, he found it quite stunning to look at.

Following this, the jade cylinder hanging from the ceiling began to slowly rotate, allowing Derick to appreciate the full view of this "beauty chandelier". Blindfolded with black cloth, their hands and feet bound with ropes around their necks.

So beautiful, these eighteen women are obediently hung as decorations on the cold chandelier. In the midst of regret, there is a strange sense of excitement.

With Derick's keen eyesight, despite the hundreds of meters separating him from the central ceiling, he could see everything clearly.

He could even observe that this chandelier, with its artistic beauty, was exquisitely crafted. The green Hetian jade itself was extremely expensive, especially such a large piece, which could be considered priceless before the apocalypse.

Now, it was only made into the main body of a chandelier, with some strange patterns and decorations carved on it. Derick even saw a miniature relief of his own penis on it, surrounded by a gold border.

In its extravagance, it carried a sense of absurd beauty.

As the chandelier rotated, Derick could even see the anuses of the eighteen stunning women, pulsating as they tightly clenched the jade plugs inside.

"Master, this is the first gift we have prepared for you, the Passion of the Saint. It is based on the imitation of the Passion of Jesus, but after our own modifications, it has become what it is now."

The two twin beauties on the stage also served as commentators, explaining to Derick.

"These eighteen girls are selected from the purest and most holy, virgins with their first kiss intact. From body and soul, they are pure."

"Only such girls have the qualification to be decorated as the Passion of the Saint. This is one aspect. Furthermore, all eighteen girls are under the age of eighteen, in their perfect prime."

"And as a unique representation of the Passion of the Saint, it must embody both the purity and beauty of the saint, as well as carry a sense of allure and excitement. Therefore, we have carefully selected their figures."

"Oh!"

Derick's eyes lit up. If that's the case, it seems that the selection process was truly not easy. They not only have to be beautiful, but they must also be the purest virgins. Their figures must pass the test, with a basic requirement of being well-proportioned, with perfect buttocks and nearly equal chest sizes. Selecting these eighteen girls must have taken a lot of effort from the logistics department.

"And, Master, can you guess why this is called the Passion of the Saint, and not the Passion of the Girl?" The beautiful hostess bent down, revealing a hint of her snow-white, delicate cleavage, and with a sweet smile, she seemed to casually ask Derick.

Derick glanced at her, already accustomed to such tempting gestures from the hostess. Yet, her question piqued his interest.

"Could it be that they are all holy women of the church? But that's not right, it's the apocalypse now, where is there still a church?" Derick shook his head.

"Haha, Master, please look!" The two twin hostesses giggled simultaneously, then gestured towards the distance.

Whoosh! In an instant, the jade columns holding the eighteen beautiful girls emitted bursts of dazzling white light.

The white light was extremely bright, yet not glaring; instead, it was gentle. The white light passed through the jade columns, then traveled along the thin, baby-arm-sized plugs inserted into the anuses of the beautiful girls, ultimately reaching inside their bodies.

Soon, to Derick's surprise, a scene unfolded. The previously ordinary eighteen beautiful girls suddenly all lifted their heads, emitting an aura of purity and nobility, appearing like true saints.

At the same time, the black ropes tied above the jade columns slowly tightened, forcing the eighteen beautiful girls to lift their heads, proudly presenting their cleavage and naked bodies for Derick to admire.

"This is the second form of the Passion of the Saint, Master. Once I flick the switch, these girls will truly become saints!" The two beautiful hosts giggled, clearly delighted by Derick's surprise.

"They truly are saints!" Derick exclaimed with excitement. The white light shining upon them gave the girls an aura of noble sanctity.

Gentle and beautiful, exuding a tranquil air, as if they were divine beings, they truly appeared as noble and pure as saints descending from heaven, dignified and beautiful.

And when these girls transformed into saints, the essence of the Passion of the Saint was truly manifested. These noble and pure saints, gentle and beautiful, were collectively bound, stripped naked, and their pure saintly areas exposed, like decorations for people to admire and play with.

The snow-white, pure saints were then restrained by black ropes symbolizing darkness and evil, fixed to the pillars with phallic-shaped jade plugs, assuming extremely humiliating and debauched poses, pitifully suffering and enduring torment.