Chapter 103: Mistress Death
[NOAH'S POV]
I was still in a state of wonder and disbelief as my eyes shamelessly wandered around Mistress Death's tits unrestrainedly.
For a moment, I could feel the urge to play with them which meant that my control over my desires had slowly started waning.
Oh fuck, and remember she wasn't some sort of goddess of lust or anything... just her sinfully sexy death-esque body alone was something that could even seduce gods, devils, and buddhas alike.
Her skin was pale white, a contrast with the well-designed black dress that she was wearing.
A strap could be seen around the neck, supporting her sexy black strapless dress, but I think their use was mainly to support those abominable fleshy masses from spilling carelessly.
Her shoulder-length wavy hair was raven black just like her dress and was sensually draped around her smooth naked shoulders.
Her crescent-shaped slightly dark brows were thin and they perfectly accentuated her grey eyes.
With a flawlessly narrowed nose and light pink lips, she was surely an eternal charmer.
Unparalleled tits, check.
Devilish beauty, check.
Deathly Charm, check.
A huge curvy peachy ass, check.
'I am truly gonna tap that,' I monologued internally without second thoughts.
I was a pervert and the force was strong within me, like a Jedi.
No Aizen-level planning was needed when it came to my desires.
I just had to simply act on them especially if it entailed the Dao of yin and yang, sexual communication between men and women.
"Noah, your mouth is gonna drop on the floor."
Now that's great of you little twerp to embarrass your big bro.
Caizhi's words invoked the others to look toward my way with strange looks showing on their faces.
All of them had that kind of knowing glint in their eyes as if they knew the eventuality of our new visitor.
'Oh c'mon, can't you all not make it obvious,' I lamented inwardly but I maintained a poker face on the outside.
The little drama seemed to have caught Mistress Death's eyes as she unwaveringly stared at me with twinkling eyes as if she had met her idol.
I couldn't help but turn my gaze to Caizhi's small figure.
In response, the little troublemaker had the nerve to ignore my stare.
It seems she had talked a lot about me to Mistress Death.
"So this is the man that you have been talking about non-stop, my little friend?" Mistress Death's voice was softly dreamy like a lull meant to drag your astral soul out of your body.
Her beautiful hawk-like eyes analyzed me with such an unbridled intensity that I felt naked in front of her.
This was just blatant seduction but I wasn't in the least bothered with her.
Who could blame me?
My body was beyond godly.
Just remembering the grind I had to put in place just to reach this level, sigh.
If those bodybuilders of my past life heard what I was saying, they would have been angered nonstop.
"Yeah, he is the one and only bastard that I was talking about!" Caizhi replied with a sideway smug smile.
'Her time with Mistress Death had surely sharpened her little tongue, I see,' I snickered inwardly while turning my eyes to Jasmine with a meaningful look.
She nodded in response after understanding the secret code.
And when Jasmine's eyes involuntarily met Caizhi's, she just showed her a cutthroat gesture, to which Caizhi knew she was finished.
Now to Mistress Death...
"I am Mistress Death which I presume that you already know, Lord Noah." She sounded neither arrogant nor servile, her mannerism was refined and respectful as she slightly bowed.
Just like I had expected, all the Cosmic Entities and Abstract Entities now knew of my identity.
Cosmic Awareness was truly efficient and since these higher dimensional existences were integrated with reality, they could as well perceive minute details happening in the Living World.
Them noticing my existence was because I had allowed it and plus, I had showcased an infinitesimal percentage of my overbearing strength throughout my stay in Marvel.
That minuscule percentage of my strength seemed to have made them terrified to even show their faces in front of me.
No one wanted to be absolutely erased from both existence and non-existence.
I waved my hand and telekinetically straightened her back.
"There is no need for such formalities, Mistress Death. I don't want you to break your back to please me."
Mistress Death laughed, "You surely jest, O Terror Incarnate."
'Oh, a new nickname,' I arched my brow in surprise.
When Mistress Death noticed my expression, she immediately started to explain, "That was something that the council of Abstracts called you after you defeated that pitiful child Thanos with Infinity Gauntlet and our Leader, The Living Tribunal."
Oh, so it was like that.
Terror Incarnate, hehe.
It sounded good, although a bit corny to some degree.
"I like it," I replied nonchalantly with a smile.
Seeing my interest, Mistress Death's eyes sparkled as she diligently continued, "Those old gods such as Zeus and Odin called you the Supreme God Emperor, The Celestials said that you were the Prime One, my hateful brother Oblivion called you the Walking Void and to me..."
She paused and slightly moved her body so that her big tits jiggled with quite a hypnotic effect.
Xia Qingyue and Mu Xuanyin, the heavy bearers among the goddesses had unsightly expressions on their beautiful faces.
It was a direct provocation.
Haha, it was so funny.
I wondered how someone like Caizhi could tolerate such monstrous boobs when she was eclipsed in that both departments by far.
"You are someone that I could never have, Deathless One," Mistress said with pride as if what it was an achievement but her voice became low when she finalized.
She directly held my gaze while fluttering her eyelashes with a sexy smile tugging her lips, "All of those titles can't compare to how handsome you are now that I am in your presence."
Wow, she was one hell of a courageous woman.
She seemed to ignore all the people in the room and considered only the two of us.
I chuckled to myself while gently shaking my head.
With my fisted hand leaning on my cheek, I slightly nodded my head, "Oh Mistress Death, the more I look at you, the more I find you pleasing in my eyes."
"You are the only one who truly acknowledges my unparalleled charm and handsomeness!"
Jasmine had a meme-worthy expression on her face while the others just snickered at my shameless bragging, while some just cringed.
"Come, join us," I telekinetically moved a chair for Mistress Death while Caizhi could go suit herself.
I didn't even bother with her pitiful gaze since Jasmine was going to go Saiyan on her.
It was high time that she valued power above all else.
The night was still young and...
We were still not drunk enough!
Also the idea of making the Concept of Death truly drunk was strongly swirling in my mind like a mighty typhoon!
I couldn't bring myself to imagine what would eventually happen.
Undoubtedly, it was something that I wished for.
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