NOVEL ONLINE FREE Chapter 4: A Bolt from the Blue
He realized with chilling clarity what was about to happen.
This thing wasn't just going to devour him.
It was going to consume him in an entirely different way.
"Stop! Let me go!"
Why was this happening to him?
A man, and a virgin at that!
If he were a woman, he'd be considered a maiden!
Not that it made a difference, but there was no way this sacred part of himself should be taken by a monstrosity like this!
"A giant flower with a giant penis?! This is ruining everything!"
Dlowers were supposed to be soft and delicate, like in fairy tales, with princesses resting among them.
What kind of twisted world was this, where a naked man's fate was to have a grotesque appendage forced into him?!
Struggling did nothing.
Every time Shen Xinghui moved, the tendrils tightened painfully, making it even harder to breathe.
His cries echoed in the forest, unanswered, swallowed by the endless trees.
No one was coming to save him.
The tears streamed uncontrollably down Shen Xinghui's face again.
What kind of curse had befallen him to deserve this?
He had lived a straightforward, decent life.
His only experiences with romance were sweet and innocent.
Was it fair for his first time to be stolen by a monster?
How had his life spiraled into this chaos?
"…Wait, this doesn't even count as a first time!"
Nothing was happening to his front, after all.
This wasn't even remotely what "losing it" was supposed to mean!
"Someone! Please, someone help me! Anybody!"
Just then, something sliced through the vines restraining him with a single, clean stroke.
Suddenly freed, Shen Xinghui was hurled into the air.
He plummeted headfirst toward the ground, which seemed dangerously close, though still at least two meters away.
This is it. I'm dead.
Still, wasn't this better than being violated to death by a monster?
Maybe this was some twisted act of mercy from whatever gods existed.
He resigned himself to his fate, unable to muster the strength to resist gravity's pull.
However, before he hit the ground, someone caught him.
The warmth feeling enveloped him—a human warmth.
The strong and steady hands supported him, holding him in his arms securely.
The person landed gracefully and peered down at Shen Xinghui's face.
"Are you alright?"
The voice belonged to a strikingly handsome man.
He had short black hair and his sharp, almond-shaped eyes, also have black color.
His refined features were accented by what looked like golden eyeshadow at the corners of his eyes and a strange golden mark on his forehead .
While still holding Shen Xinghui, the man turned his piercing gaze toward the giant plant.
The creature who is now thrashing wildly with severed vines, extended the new vines and reaching out toward them.
Ilya's body tensed in fear, his body stiffening instinctively.
"Chain Lightning!"
The man's voice carried an almost otherworldly resonance as bolts of lightning struck the plant.
The writhing vines and the flower at its center were hit directly.