Apocalypse King System

The intense contrast made this depiction of the suffering saint become countless times more stimulating than before.

The indescribable sense of artistic beauty seemed to come alive at this moment.

"Master, these eighteen maidens are indeed true saints. Even the Holy Bible speaks of the release of holy water to drive away evil and heal believers. Their bodies contain the legendary holy power," said Derick.

As Derick's gaze pierced through, he indeed saw within these maidens a pure white sacred power, capable of healing wounds and soothing the soul.

"Interesting!" Derick chuckled softly. Although the power within these women's bodies was almost negligible to him, it would have been revered as the saint of the church before the apocalypse, the incarnation of Christ or something.

Derick had little interest in the church and Western religions, but he quite enjoyed the act of humiliating and toying with pure and holy maidens.

"The power of the Word Spirit really allowed He Weilan and the others to play it out. It seems giving her this ability back then was the right choice," Derick thought.

After the transformation by the Word Spirit ability, these eighteen maidens were no different from real saints. They only believed in themselves, worshipped themselves as the true god, and followed themselves as their master, rather than any other church.

Then, this ceremonious and beautiful chandelier slowly began to rise.

The black ropes above the jade pillars slowly lowered the tormented saintesses, turning them into a posture with their buttocks inward and their chests hanging down in the air.

If nothing unexpected happened, they would be hanging as decorations in the celestial palace for a long time to come.

Of course, Derick was very satisfied and fond of this jade chandelier called "The Suffering of the Holy Maiden," and it might be frequently used for debauchery and play in the future.

As the opening surprise unfolded, Derick found himself even more interested in the upcoming sex Olympics. The lights came on again, and the main entrance of the stadium slowly opened, allowing pairs of women to enter in an orderly fashion.

To enhance Derick's viewing experience, the venue was equipped with four massive screens, each over a hundred meters high, capturing the event from various angles.

Leading the way was Angelica, dressed in a striking fiery red gown, exuding an air of grace and elegance. As the elder sister in the harem, Angelica naturally took the lead. Today, she wore an exceptionally vibrant red dress, a departure from her usual modest attire. Given her personality, she wasn't particularly fond of such flamboyant clothing. However, in this context as the manager of her brother's harem, she aimed to outshine the other women and command their respect.

Indeed, Angelica had every right to do so, being a peerless beauty in her own right. Her clear and bright eyes exuded a gentle demeanor, yet upon closer inspection, they also carried an air of nobility and authority, cultivated from managing a large harem group.

Her crescent-shaped eyebrows held a hint of a smile, akin to a water lily, and her flawless fair skin bore a delicate rosy hue. Her thin lips resembled tender flower petals.

The fiery red gown did little to conceal Angelica's impressive figure. The twin peaks on her chest stood tall and proud, swaying with each step, exuding an alluring charm. Her seductive and slender waist moved in a way that captivated the onlookers. As their gazes glided over her perky and ample curves, her perfectly formed peach-shaped buttocks were irresistibly tempting, making one wish to grasp and knead them with force.

Although Angelica's appearance seemed unchanged, as if the years had not affected her in the past five years, her demeanor was markedly different. Unlike her previous cold and aloof elder sister image, the current Angelica resembled more of a married woman who had been thoroughly explored by her husband day and night, exuding an extremely tempting mature flavor and a hint of maternal warmth that made men unable to resist.

Her voluptuous figure, developed to perfection, with ample curves and a well-proportioned body, was something Derick couldn't get enough of. As his gaze continued downward, he noticed that she was wearing a pair of black stockings, a rarity for her, which made her long, straight legs even more enticing, especially when paired with the fiery red high heels, creating a rhythmic tapping sound as she walked.

Just watching her gracefully walk in with her legs twisting, Derick already felt a burning desire within him. Despite the fact that his sister had already given birth to a pair of twin daughters and was currently pregnant with another girl, Derick still harbored a strong desire for her.

It was as if it were the first time they had been together, as if he were deflowering her for the first time, their spirits and bodies intertwining. Although Derick had been with countless women, including goddesses, lolitas, policewomen, and celebrities, Angelica held an irreplaceable place in his heart.

Looking at her fiery red dress, Derick's gaze seemed somewhat trance-like, as if he had returned to the somewhat dull afternoon before his time travel. It seemed that back then, his sister was also wearing the same fiery red dress, the same black stockings, and the same high heels, only at a different time.

"Darling, what are you thinking? Everyone is already inside, and you're still standing there."

At some point, the first squad led by Angelica had already entered the stadium. Angelica, however, walked up to the platform alone, while the two beautiful female hosts beside her respectfully bowed and then stepped aside.

"It's nothing, just thinking about some things. You all continue," Derick lightly smiled, collecting his thoughts.

Now that the past is behind them, and Angelica is by his side, there's no need to dwell on the past.

Angelica smiled faintly, gracefully walked over, and sat next to Derick on his throne, crossing her legs in black stockings over his, a highly enticing gesture.

"Now, let's welcome the entering teams. This is the arbitration group of Order, the earliest and closest women to our leader," the announcer said as a group of exquisite women in different outfits walked to the front of the platform.

This was the second segment, where women from various factions within Order were grouped together for Derick to review and inspect.

The first group mainly consisted of the core harem women—Yueren, Lisa, Judy, Mulin, and others.

They were the most loyal women to Derick, willing to do anything without hesitation at his command.

Derick's trust and favoritism had granted these women control over the greatest authority within Order.

"Master!"

Several women, beautifully dressed in their most suitable attire, knelt in front of Derick, their faces filled with respect and admiration.

Derick waved his hand, signaling the women to rise. Unlike the other women, Derick naturally understood Yueren and the others. Although the sex Olympics was a prelude to the harem reform plan, Derick had no intention of diminishing their status.

Not to mention, Yueren and the others were outstanding in their own right, managing Order efficiently. Furthermore, it would be difficult to cultivate such harmony with another woman. After all, while sexual skills can be improved, it takes time for emotions to develop.

Over time, during lovemaking, these women understood just from a glance from Derick whether they should arch their backs or spread their legs. This kind of understanding couldn't be cultivated overnight.

The women stood up simultaneously, proudly standing side by side for Derick to admire. Yueren wore a seductive turquoise cheongsam with a high slit, Mulin exuded a strong aura in her police uniform, Lisa was captivating in a low-cut evening gown, and Judy wore a black pleated skirt with a white blouse and a pair of schoolgirl shoes, all perfectly accentuating their most attractive features.