While the crowd was still trying to understand the first miracle, this second, impossible one instantly drove everyone into a wild, out-of-control religious frenzy.
Even without Yoon Seoho using his S-rank mind control to push the crowd, the new followers naturally dropped to their knees, crying and shouting prayers of total worship toward Seo Yuan.
The first two people chosen to receive the cleansing had already gone far beyond normal new recruits; they were now devoted, unshakable fanatics.
And Seo Yuan had achieved that total mental control without a single line of code from Yoon Seoho’s brainwashing tech.
He had done it through the sheer, powerful weight of his own natural godhood.
He had shown the public a level of total, godlike power that made every old cult leader in history look like a cheap carnival trick.
Right at that exact moment, Yoon Seoho felt a quick, very dangerous flash of panic.
An alarm went off inside his head, warning him that if his security wasn’t tight enough, an outsider or a rogue group would soon realize how useful the boy was and steal him away.
Even though he had built the entire church just to use the boy as a bright symbol to prop up his own empire, the truth was obvious.
He needed to put much stricter, permanent chains on Seo Yuan’s mind.
A sharp, tiny bit of anxiety cut through his usual confidence for just a split second.
Yoon Seoho looked down at the boy with eyes full of a terrifying, crazy light, watching how his prize could do nothing but scream and whine underneath his heavy thrusts.
The sweet, musical sound of those painful cries and sobs completely filled his ears.
From the top of his head down to his pale toes, he felt a deep, animal hunger to swallow this pure, white, highly sexual body whole—to melt him completely into his own body.
It was a strange mix of pure sexual desire and the urge to literally hunt and eat him.
The destructive, all-consuming instinct of an S-rank Esper was growing rapidly inside his chest.
The old, wild monster hidden in his DNA was whispering that he must slowly digest his Guide until the boy became a permanent part of his own system.
“H-Heugh…… n-ngh…… h-hick…… ahhn!”
‘……Yes. If I push all the way in right now, I can swallow his whole identity before he even realizes he’s gone.’
His sharp, dangerous gaze traced every single inch of Seo Yuan’s bare skin.
Having no idea that he was right on the edge of being physically eaten alive by a monster, the boy was entirely busy trying to handle the crazy wave of feelings flooding his nervous system.
“S-Seo…… Seoho Brother…… I…… I can’t take any more…… please…….”
“…….”
“Seoho…… Brother……?”
Hearing the sudden, strange silence from the heavy body pressed against his back, Seo Yuan painfully twisted his neck as far as he could to look back.
The second his eyes met the terrifying, crazy light in Yoon Seoho’s dead eyes, his pupils grew wide.
It was a tiny, frozen second of pure terror—a gut feeling that he was looking right into the mouth of a top predator.
“I…… I feel so restless and hot right here…… Brother…… please move…… n-ngh…… please?”
Driven by a basic survival instinct to calm his wild Esper before he snapped, Seo Yuan’s body naturally squeezed tight—clamping down around the thick shaft with a desperate, burning suction that showed how badly he needed more.
At that exact millisecond, the cold spell of the monster’s whisper broke apart.
Yoon Seoho’s eyelids twitched, and the empty, hunting look in his eyes slowly faded as his smart, business-focused brain took back control.
“Ha.”
Finally breaking free from the animal pull of his instincts, Yoon Seoho let out a sudden, heavy breath.
He sounded a mix of completely exhausted and darkly amused.
“Fuck…….”
Cursing loudly into the air, he started moving his hips back and forth again.
Dropping all caution, he began to shove his waist in and out with a fast, wild speed that matched what the boy was begging for.
At the same time, sweet, broken moans started tumbling past Seo Yuan’s lips once more.
“Does this hit the right spot, Yuan? Do you like this deep, huh?”
Yoon Seoho whispered with a wide, pleasant smile on his lips.
His expression was so full of crazy, wild joy that it felt deeply disturbing against the violent way he was moving.
If any elite worker from his company who knew his normal business personality had seen his face right then, they would have been deeply shocked by how unhinged he looked.
Yet Yoon Seoho had no idea his face had twisted into such a strange expression.
Right then, he wasn’t a cool corporate strategist anymore; he was just an S-rank Esper completely drunk and broken by the sweet submission of his destined Guide.
His features, warped by the peak of sexual high, pulled into a tight, strained mask.
The tight grip of the deep walls was squeezing his shaft so hard that he was ready to finish.
Even though his plan was to spend more time enjoying the new spot, his body had reached its absolute limit.
Taking a quick, deep gulp of air, Yoon Seoho pulled almost all the way out of the boy until just the tip was left inside—only to slam his whole body forward in one hard, final thrust that went deeper than before.
“H-HAAAAAAAAGHK!”
The exact second the hard head of his cock hit the back wall, he let go, and a huge, hot wave of thick fluid shot deep inside.
The heavy load filled him completely to the brim.
Seo Yuan’s jaw dropped wide open, his whole body shaking hard like a dying leaf in the wind.
His mind was completely wiped out by a wave of pleasure that went far beyond normal human limits, making his limbs totally useless.
His eyes rolled back in his head, leaving nothing behind but blank white space.
