Chapter 325 Improvement

After more than 5 minutes of a hellish struggle, Christian finally inhaled deeply and with a couple more thrusts, he unloaded an abysmal amount of cum like never before, filling Natasha completely and even causing it all to spill out.

Feeling his goal accomplished, Christian, unable to move an inch of his body, fell limp on Natasha's breasts, falling instantly asleep as his member quickly shrunk back to its normal shape.

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"Ugh" Groaning with exhaustion, Christian opened his eyes and stretched his body as he yawned.

Sitting up in bed, Christian scratched his cheek and looked around in a daze, then looked down and watched the woman sleeping still with a goofy grin beside her.

"Shit."

Instantly all the memories of the night before came to Christian, causing his body to tremble and he quickly lowered his gaze to his crotch.

"*Sigh*" Getting a glimpse of his prized morning erection, Christian sighs with relief and inhales deeply, feeling pain at the mere memory of last night's horrible experience.

"What the fuck was that?"

Bringing his arm to his forehead, Christian frowned deeply and looked at the woman beside him, still unable to believe the madness he experienced.

To him, this experience was even more insane than Lust's.

The terrible pain he felt was undoubtedly the worst of his life, and the feeling of freezing inside is an extremely traumatic experience for anyone.

"So..."

But even though pain was the worst thing he experienced in life, Christian would never fall for something as trivial as physical pain, let alone any fear of the strange or supernatural.

So having experienced many strange things before, Christian turned his gaze to the wall, and then clenched his fists and gently punched the wall.

But not having broken the wall or anything similar, Christian pursed his lips and muttered "My strength is the same... I guess it wasn't the same as with Lust."

Throwing punches into the air, Christian muttered "My speed too..."

"Didn't change anything?" Frowning at the thought of suffering for nothing, Christian got up from the bed and observed his body in detail, but just like his other tests, he failed to find any physical changes.

"You're telling me to endure all that for nothing?"

The only reason Christian didn't come out of Natasha's insides and struggle to climax was because of pure instinct and the experience he had previously had with Lust.

But now that he felt he had nothing to gain, he couldn't help but feel bitter and frustrated.

After all, no one would like to be tortured for nothing.

"*Sigh*" Rubbing his hair in a lousy mood, Christian lay back on the bed and mumbled in a daze "I can't believe my instincts lied to me..."

Christian's instincts had never lied to him in his entire life.

They didn't lie to him when they were almost kidnapped, they didn't lie to him when they bought off the jury at his trial, they didn't lie to him in prison, let alone lie to him in the war.

"No... impossible, I must be wrong" Biting his lips, Christian stood up and thought deeply, moving from side to side in the room.

"I must be missing something..." Pausing in the middle of the room, Christian turned his gaze to Natasha and murmured "Maybe I should keep doing it? With Lust we passed out too, but I'm sure we lasted longer..."

Looking at the big juicy ass in the air, Christian frowned and shivered slightly as he remembered the pain of the night before "I don't want to experience that today... let's leave it for the night."

Taking a deep breath to calm himself, Christian sighs and walks to the bathroom, then takes a quick shower and puts on his clothes.

Being fully dressed, Christian took one last look at the beautiful woman on the bed and left the room.

Walking down the lonely corridors, Christian walked down the main floor as he thought deeply about the reason for his frustration.

But as he entered the kitchen door, Christian frowned slightly and looked at the hand he grabbed without realizing it.

"How the fuck did you do that?" raising her eyebrows in surprise, Wrath looked at her clutched hand and asked in disbelief.

Wrath walked stealthily making sure not to make any noise and being in a completely blind spot for Christian, his back.

But just as she was about to tap him on the shoulder to startle and greet him, her hand was suddenly grabbed at a speed she didn't even catch a glimpse of.

"..." Blinking in a daze, Christian just Wrath's hand and looked at his own hands with a deep stare, then quickly pulled away and turned to Wrath "Throw me a knife or whatever"

"..." Looking at Christian doubtfully, Wrath nodded and walked over to a nearby table, then picked up a spoon and threw it quickly at Christian.

'I see it... I see it easily and without using my ability' Thinking quickly in his head, Christian instantly felt his new change.

While Christian was always able to easily parry Dimitri's blows or knives, he was always a little slow to detect everything, the rest depended solely on his physical fitness and good reflexes.

But the difference between then and now is abysmal.

'It's so damn slow...' Stretching out his hand, Christian takes the spoon between his two fingers and observes it silently 'It's hard to explain how much of a difference... but if my reflexes were an A skill before, now they would easily be an S+'.

Thinking for a few seconds, Christian quickly walks to his room and pulls something out of his bag, then runs back downstairs and hands it to the confused Wrath.

Looking at the silenced pistol in her hands, Wrath frowned and asked "What the fuck are you doing?"

"Shoot me" With a solemn face, Christian stood about 20 yards away from the redhead and demanded.

"Did you hit your head?"

"Shoot me in the body, I have a bulletproof suit, that gun won't hurt me."

"B-but it's dangerous!"

"Fuck dangerous, you know perfectly well how many bullets I took in the army and I survived them all, don't fuck around anymore and shoot me."

"*Sigh* You're fucking crazy" Looking sideways for a few seconds, Wrath pulled out her radio and spoke "This is 01 talking, we'll do some test firing with a silencer around zone C, don't be alarmed and go about your business."

Putting her radio away, Wrath took the safety off the gun and pointed it at Christian's chest, then spoke "Are you absolutely sure about this?"

"Just shoot" Pulling a knife out of his clothes, Christian closed his eyes for a moment and opened them again with his vision in purple, then nodded seriously and positioned himself.

*Bang*

[A/N: Although the silencer dampens the sound quite a bit, everyone who has experienced guns knows perfectly well that the noise it makes is still quite loud, nothing compared to the fallacies shown in movies or video games]

'I see it...'

*Clang*

Quickly waving his hand, Christian turned his gaze towards the wall and remained silent, while Wrath opened his mouth wide and stared at the same wall in disbelief.

"Y-you... you deflected the damn bullet with a damn knife!"

"Shoot me twice" Nodding indifferently, Christian repositioned himself and spoke.

"*Gulp* Well..." Swallowing saliva nervously, Wrath raised the gun and taking a deep breath, fired.

*Bang* *Bang*

*Clang* *Clang*

"I see..." Looking down at his dented knife, Christian continued "I can stop at least about 3 bullets at most if I'm fully alert... I figure hopefully I can stop one bullet if I'm caught by surprise... and if I have to gamble my life and I'm alert... maybe I can survive about 12 bullets just defending my vitals... not bad."

Closing his eyes, Christian returned his state to normal and sighed "So my senses were the enhanced ones this time... stopping a bullet.... not bad, though I'll need a better knife..."

Although Christian's knife is one made of metal with carbon to give it more hardness, the dents in its blade practically ruined it completely.

Keep in mind that the pistol used shoots 9mm bullets and the knife only deflected the bullet, no doubt when using a higher caliber or trying to stop a bullet, Christian will get hurt.

"What the fuck was that?" putting the gun down on the table, Wrath walked over to Christian and looked at his knife curiously "I'm sure you weren't able to do that in the army".

"I don't know, it just happened" Shrugging with a big smile, Christian replied.

"Tsk" Clicking her tongue, Wrath continued "Can you cut a bullet in two like the movies?"

"I think so, but it would be stupid to do so since the bullet would follow its course and reach me as two projectiles."

"But I would lose strength and the wound would not be so serious."

"I know, but it's much better to deflect it than to expose yourself to that danger. Not to mention that I could miscalculate the cut and end up with a bullet in my chest or a fragment of the cut bullet in my eye."

"Touche" Nodding with understanding, Wrath thought for a few seconds and continued "I don't see much use for that though. Keep in mind that if you get shot, it won't all be over with a few bullets and the safest thing to do is run to dodge or take cover."

"But we both know that there are times when we can't run or dodge and can only take the bullets, it will certainly help in those moments" Nodding, Christian yawned and continued "Besides, I can't just stop bullets. All my senses in general increased, this helps me to fight, avoid assassins, hear breaths among many other useful things."

"You hear better?"

"Yes... although it's weird that I only just noticed" Frowning slightly, Christian looked sideways and muttered "I don't know how many meters I can hear, but I think if I focus I can cover this whole floor..."

"That's pretty... but it's pretty vague, keep in mind that in difficult situations you won't hear such obvious footsteps."

"Yeah... I guess I'll have to adapt first" Sighing, Christian walked over to the nearby table and sat down, while thinking 'I have so much to control yet... my ability is much more powerful than what I can currently use...'

Although Christian today can activate his ability whenever he wants, it is undoubtedly only a small part of his true potential.

Christian still remembers perfectly the time he used it for the first time.

Controlling his blood, controlling his strength, controlling his speed, controlling the focus of his vision, controlling his internal organs, controlling every part of his brain, in general, his entire body is controllable down to the smallest muscle.

While he has a lot of strength now, no doubt his strength is far superior to what it is now if his body was not limited to avoid injury, such as when Christian ended up with broken arms, torn veins and torn muscles to beat a grown man when he was only 9 years old.

[A/N: I'm talking about when Christian beat his father. Remember that at that time Christian collapsed when he activated his ability because he couldn't control everything. His blood didn't flow automatically, his brain didn't work if it didn't, his heart didn't beat automatically and everything in him had to be controlled manually. Whether it was his adrenaline, his vision, his hearing, everything].

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Edited By: YASH_MATHUR and EgO_Unknown

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