Chapter 479 The Seventh Overlord of The Abyss

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Chapter 479 The Seventh Overlord of The AbyssChapter 479 The Seventh Overlord of The Abyss

Abaddon had watched Ayanna's whole routine without blinking, breathing, or ceasing to bleed from the nostrils.

How could a scene be so captivating!?

He was pretty sure he had never been more aroused in his life!

He was pretty sure that it wasn't healthy for him to be this hard!

And last but not least, he was pretty sure that there was no way he was going to make it back in time for the rest of the game!

"So..? Did you like it?" They asked in unison.

Like a vixen, the girls floated towards their husband and wrapped their arms around his neck.

When they felt the searing heat of the throbbing member in his pants, they knew that they had their answer.

"Oh? Well that's no good... it seems really uncomfortable for you to stay like this..."

Ayanna placed her hand over Abaddon's member as they licked the golden blood running down his lips.

"We can help you with that... after all, we are your biggest fans~"

The barbed scales on Abaddon's member finally pierced through his shorts and tights, and now he had no choice but to take them off.

I mean, he couldn't walk around with holes in his shorts, right??

His team should understand!

Besides, by his count he should still have a whole sixteen minutes left!

He could use the first fifteen minutes to get a shot off, then change his pants, take a couple of pictures of his wives in this naughty cheerleader outfit, and then pop back into the lockeroom before the whistle was blown!

It was a perfect plan that could know no possible failure!

Breathing heavily, Abaddon grabbed his wives somewhat roughly by the back of the neck and brought their head eye level with his crotch.

The girls let out a helpless yelp at the rough treatment before they smiled gleefully at the bulge demanding attention.

They pulled down his shorts like they were pulling back the curtain on some prized exhibit.

They let the full weight of his member rest across their face before starting their service with a long lick underneath the shaft.

Just as Abaddon watched her widen her mouth to actually fit the whole thing inside, he heard something in his head that a man never wants to hear when his dick is hard.

His father's voice.

'Hey, brat! Put your willie away, we've got a little-'

'GAAAHHH!!! SHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTP!!'

'Quit your whining! You know how many times I have to stop because your sister comes to visit?!'

'Old man, I am going to kill you!'

'Bring it then, bitch!'

"Mmh?!" Ayanna's eyes nearly bulged out of their collective skull as they felt Abaddon go totally flaccid within their mouth for the first time in their entire marriage.

They removed it from between their lips and their multicolored eyes filled with tears practically immediately.

"H-Honey..? Are you not aroused by us...?"

"Eh? N-No, it's not you-"

"It's because we look fat, isn't it!?"

"What?! No!"

"It's finally happened! We're past our prime!"

"Girls, please!"

Abaddon picked up Ayaana into his arms and pressed their foreheads together.

Finally, they could hear Asmodeus talking in their husband's mind, and their cheeks went red from the misunderstanding.

'- I don't have time to fuck around with you right now! You need to get back here, this woman Discordia is not looking too good. Can't tell what's wrong with her.'

A wide, manic smile spread across Abaddon's face.

The suppression on his powers was temporarily lifted, and he released enough pressure to knock everyone around him to their butts.

'You don't sound half asleep this time, and your words are much more ballsy than before. Still not quite sure it's you though...'

Abaddon heard a growl come from the other side and suddenly his vision went dark.

The next thing he knew, he was staring at a man sitting on throne.

However, he was different from how he'd last seen him.

He had the appearance of a young man in his mid twenties with an unlikeable yet handsome face and black hair.

His eyes that were brown before were now glowing violet with gold symbols tumbling and falling within the irises.

He wore an entirely dark suit that was made from materials of worlds long destroyed.

There was one horn sitting atop his head, and the other looked like it had been lost in a great battle against an even greater enemy.

This man didn't seem to be a dragon though.. or at least not a real one.

He used to have pale olive colored skin back on earth, but now it was entirely black, almost as if he was surrounded by the darkness so long that he had become a part of it.

Abaddon's smile became wider and sharper and his claws popped out of his fingertips.

"I always thought that day was crazy... who kills someone just for scuffing their ninety dollar shoes and bumping into them?"

"I gave you wishes in return. Are we not even?"

Abaddon was smiling, but he was not at all amused.

The same person who 'killed' him on the street that day was also the being responsible for granting his wishes and transporting him all the way to Dola to wake up in his real body.

And coincidentally, he also seemed to be the current ruler of Tehom and the one who had stuck him on some needless timeline.

Life was funny like that, huh?

"You are a hard man to get ahold of, aren't you? I figured that the strife goddess would find her way into your little hiding place, since you can always find flies buzzing around shit..."

Abaddon exhaled a tornado of flames for such a provocation, but Yaldabaoth held up a single hand and opened up a portal to some unknown ruined world.

The entire planet went up in smoke and ash, but he remained scratch free and without a single burn on his suit.

"I see that you aren't taking the trial timeline serious..." Yaldabaoth continued. "Look at all of this needless... play." he spat.

"You are a waste in every sense of the word... a disgrace with no concept of the severe situation he has found himself in. You take Tehom too lightly, dragon."

Finally, Abaddon's smile disappeared and all that was left behind was a small smirk.

"Do I...? I suppose I could see how you'd reach a conclusion like that. Maybe it's true, maybe it isn't, but I won't be yanked around. Who the fuck do you think you are...?"

To order me..?

To impose some sanctimonious limitations on the time I get to spend with MY family...?

To hang threats over my head of an eternal agony, if I didn't play along in your little games...?

I will burn every soul in the below lands to sate my anger. And I will build my unified empire on top of your ashes."

Yaldabaoth narrowed his eyes as he leaned forward, finding Abaddon's word's foolish.

"How you havelived this long when you overestimate yourself at every turn is something that I will never understand.

I believe that the humans have an expression for this phenomena... the big fish in the little pond."

Suddenly, Yaldabaoth stood up and approached Abaddon recklessly.

His eyes were full of hate and his nostrils flared as the two of them came face to face for the second time in almost two years.

"When you arrive in my domain... there will be no one to save you. All of your power, your treasures, and abilities will become mine just like they were supposed to be..! And I will prove myself to be the one, true, shadow of god!!"

Abaddon felt his golden blood begin to boil, and all of his muscles tensed in anticipation.

But for now... he was going to be patient.

"Ah well, your motivations are noted, and I'll be certain to repeat them back to you when I am standing over your corpse. In the meantime... keep my seat warm for me...!