Chapter 310: Damian Becomes Demon Queen Snack

Far below the mountain peak, four figures hid behind a large formation-covered boulder.

Linsey slowly peeked over the edge, and the moment she heard what they were talking about, her eyes widened. "Holy shit..."

Helena’s expression also became strange. "Damn, does Master really have no sense of shame anymore? He actually dares to talk to her like that."

Linsey shook her head. "Are you sure the question is whether he has any sense of shame left?"

Helena thought for a moment before nodding. "Oh, yeah, you’re right. Master doesn’t have a sense of shame or even a survival instinct the moment a beautiful woman is involved."

Cynthia sighed when she heard that and continued watching the exchange, wondering what would happen next.

Cassandra had just threatened to beat Damian up, yet instead of retreating, their master actually stepped forward and confronted her.

Linsey’s eyes immediately lit up, and her grin widened. "Hehe, this is going to be a fucking good show."

Helena glanced at her. "Hey, aren’t we supposed to be worried about Master instead?"

Linsey heard that and rolled her eyes. "Are you sure we even need to worry about Master?"

Helena tilted her head and thought about it for a moment. "Yeah... Master is strong, and he somehow always knows how to deal with women, so I guess there’s no need."

Cynthia immediately scolded them in a low voice. "Be quiet. Don’t let them hear us. Master might be strong, but if Cassandra decides to turn her attention toward us..."

All of them swallowed at the same time and immediately went silent.

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Cassandra suddenly glanced to the side. For a moment, she said nothing. A small grin slowly appeared on her face.

She turned back toward Damian, and that grin widened even further. "So... are you really not going to tell me the truth, Damian?"

Damian quickly waved his hands. "What I said before is the truth, Cassandra. Really, I swear."

Cassandra stared at him for several seconds before slowly lowering her hand and closing her eyes for a moment. "I see."

Damian was just about to calm down when Cassandra’s grin suddenly appeared again, this time even wider.

Not only that, but her fingernails began to grow at an unnatural speed, stretching until they were nearly a hundred centimeters long. Each one was surrounded by a faint layer of Blood Demon Qi.

Before Damian could react, Cassandra disappeared and appeared directly in front of him, casually swinging her hand across his face.

Damian was so shocked that his reaction came a little too late, and the moment he realized what had happened, he quickly jumped backward.

He touched his cheek, and when he pulled his hand away and saw fresh blood on his fingers, his expression changed. He looked back at Cassandra. "Holy shit."

Cassandra, on the other hand, remained exactly where she had appeared, staring at the blood on her finger with strange fascination.

A moment later, she slowly turned toward Damian, her grin stretching even wider as she dragged her tongue across the blood and savored it.

Damian shuddered. Somehow, the sight was fucking erotic and absolutely terrifying at the same time.

Cassandra let out a soft, almost delighted laugh. "Damian... your blood tastes so much better than everyone else’s."

Her crimson-black eyes narrowed like a predator staring at prey, and her grin became even more unhinged. "Ah... that’s bad. Now I have another reason to beat you up."

Damian’s face twitched as he stared at her, no longer sure whether he was excited or fucking terrified. "Please don’t say it like that... you sound like you’re planning to eat me."

Cassandra burst out laughing. "Hahahahaha! Relax, my darling Damian."

She slowly sucked the blood from one of her long nails again, deliberately dragging her tongue across it while staring straight into his eyes. "I’m not going to eat you. I would never waste you like that."

Her grin turned even more wicked as she licked her lips. "I’ll just keep cutting you a little... tasting you a little... and sucking as much as I want."

Damian’s eye twitched.

Cassandra giggled. "Don’t make that face. You’re the one who tastes this good."

Damian frowned as he realized that, for now, this version of Cassandra was just too fucking dangerous.

He stepped back, intending to create some distance, but before he could move any farther, Cassandra appeared in front of him again, her long nails already sweeping toward his face.

This time, Damian grinned. "Don’t underestimate me just because you got stronger, Cassandra."

He rolled his shoulder and twisted aside, narrowly avoiding her nails before immediately countering with a punch straight into Cassandra’s stomach.

Cassandra was sent sliding backward several meters, yet she remained standing.

More disturbingly, there wasn’t even the slightest trace of pain on her face.

Instead, a trace of excitement appeared on Cassandra’s face. "Damian, oh Damian... you really are good. You still have this kind of strength."

Her grin widened as she rubbed her stomach. "It felt very good."

Damian looked even more fucking terrified. "Oh, goddammit, Cassandra. Not only did you become a sadist, you also became a masochist."

Cassandra smiled and licked her lips. "Masochist? Of course not, Damian. Your punch was just too weak. Instead of pain, it only brought me pleasure."

Damian scoffed. "If that’s not masochism, then what is?"

Cassandra’s nails slowly rose again as her grin returned. "Spare me the talk, Damian. Now just stand there and let me cut you up."

Damian stared at Cassandra’s raised claws and immediately made the smartest decision he had made all day. "Yeah... no."

He turned around and shot away from the mountain peak without hesitation.

WHOOSH!

Cassandra blinked before bursting into laughter. "Hahahahaha! Damian!"

Her Blood Demon Qi exploded behind her as she rushed after him. "Wait for me!"

Damian glanced over his shoulder and nearly cursed when he saw her rapidly closing the distance. "Why the fuck are you following me?!"

Cassandra’s grin only widened. "Because we’re not done yet!"

"WE’RE DONE ENOUGH!" Damian shouted back.

Damian accelerated again, disappearing through the clouds while Cassandra chased him like a crimson-black streak.

Far below, Cynthia and the others watched both figures vanish into the distance.

Linsey slowly blinked. "Master actually escaped."

Helena nodded seriously. "For once, I fully support his decision."

Evelyn crossed her arms. "Too bad Cassandra doesn’t."

Cynthia sighed. "This might take a while."