DPM Chapter 38-Sun God Part 2
Translated by Snowfall77
The man’s figure was very tall, strong and flexible. The line of his profile like sculpted art, flawless enough to suffocate, grave and stern enough to terrify. His eyes shone dangerously, making people feel engrossed.
At that moment, Wu Xingyun’s mind was blank. He didn’t know how to answer Mozun, only thinking that if he died by Mozun’s hands, perhaps that was a good ending.
“You won’t talk?” Mozun snorted coldly, slowly crouching down and squeezing his hands around Wu Xingyun’s neck. “Look at me! Why won’t you talk? You won’t admit it? Just so you could get medals and recognition, what else is there you don’t dare confess?!”
Mozun’s eyes blazed red-hot, his hands tightening, his soldier’s complexion turning blue.
“Did you betray me? It was you, wasn’t it?!” Mozun’s tone gradually turned gloomy and low.
“Won’t talk? You think it’s alright if you don’t talk?” Next Mozun pinched at Wu Xingyun’s jaw, the tip of Mozun’s nose almost touching Wu Xingyun’s. Mozun almost spat through gritted teeth: “Speak!”
Wu Xingyun stared vacantly at Mozun, then nodded weakly: “Yes, it was me……”
There was no point in excessive explanations, for there was no way to excuse. Wu Xingyun had betrayed Mozun.
A hand reached up and patted the crown of Wu Xingyun’s head, Mozun’s murderous aura permeating the air.
Mozun didn’t need such a person by his side. And why travel with an unwanted burden? Killing Wu Xingyun here was the best option.
But when Mozun’s raised his hand and saw the soldier’s eyes nearly closed, calmly awaiting death, a scene from Mozun’s past suddenly overlapped with the present.
A stubborn expression, unperturbed in the face of his demise, and even the shuttered eyes. It was all the same.
Mozun’s heart burst with bitterness. He’d lost his lover once. Did he have to lose again?
Yet he couldn’t forgive his traitor. Not willing, very not willing. This soldier didn’t deserve the word ‘love.’ Did Mozun feel that way towards the soldier? If he didn’t love this soldier, why couldn’t Mozun kill him?
Unable to move his hands to end it, Mozun found he couldn’t let go either.
The memory of their honeymoon time flashed through Mozun’s mind. Embracing above the waterfall, watching the tides rise and fall. Their wedding night, when Wu Xingyun had sat by the side of a dying Mozun.
Mozun even recalled that day on Deta-Nuo, when he couldn’t see what his future wife looked like, just a heavily armed, helmeted soldier picking out the dowry team.
Then, only a few days ago, the two of them at Wu Xingyun’s family home, where Mozun had called those two old people ‘mother’ and ‘father.’
Scenes from the recent past replaying in his head, Mozun bowed his head, examining the small soldier.
Eyelashes lowered, features Mozun both loved and hated, with soft red lips.
If Mozun kissed them, they would surely taste good……
At the last minute, with no good reason, Mozun’s killing intent shifted to something else.
Pressing Wu Xingyun to the ground, Mozun kissed the soldier fiercely. Biting, swallowing, desperately attacking, wanting to devour deeply. The thought of making the soldier sob for mercy under his own body overtook Mozun with delicious intensity.
Wu Xingyun was unusually yielding, offering no resistance. Even when his lips were bitten, he didn’t cry. His teeth were pried open, his tongue entangled, mouth invaded.
Extremely overbearing, Mozun offered no quarter, instead wantonly demanding without consideration. The soldier’s clumsy reactions, his silent endurance of being bitten and bleeding, gave Mozun a rush of nonpareil satisfaction.
After a long time, Mozun let go of that quiet mouth, murderous desire turned to intimacy between lovers.
Mozun again eyed the person beneath him, the slightly bewildered expression, the flushed face, lips bearing Mozun’s own bite marks, traced with silver threads of saliva.
Behind the red lips were white and clean teeth. The lips were swollen, teeth unlocked. The soldier had lost any rebellion. Even if violated, he had no intention of escaping.
As he savored the carnal taste he’d just had, an ineffable desire for sex grew in Mozun’s chest.
He asked: “As soon as you left, you must have noticed something was wrong. But you didn’t even call me. Why?!”
No answer came, so Mozun even more madly took what he wanted from the soldier’s mouth.
“You tried to kill me! You wish I were dead, don’t you?”
The soldier still didn’t reply, giving only a muffled groan from a mouth that smelled of blood.
“You son of a bitch! I can’t believe I liked someone like you.”
Mozun ripped open Wu Xingyun’s combat suit, unceremoniously pawing below the waist.
“I thought you were innocent! I was even afraid you’d be unhappy!”
" "
The soldier’s skin was very pleasing to the touch, his muscles young and supple. Mozun’s hands kneaded Wu Xingyun’s ass, then finally stroked that warm hole. In that instant, Mozun had just one thought–to mercilessly pierce, ferociously assault, vent all his anger, cravings, and dashed hopes into the soldier’s body. Let the soldier wail, plead for forgiveness, moan and tremble.
Wu Xingyun, unexpectedly being rubbed in a private place, quivered from head to foot. His dazed mind finally reacted, his heart filling with despair. This was a hundred times worse than killing him.
Eyes wide with fear, Wu Xingyun spoke, unable to control the shaking of his voice: “Kill me……I’m sorry, but……Kill me!……Mmph……”
Mozun savagely kissed the soldier again, unleashing resentful lust. After sucking on reddened swollen lips, Mozun fixed his dark gaze on the person who always undermined his self-control, swearing viciously: “Fuck you!”
Already painfully hard, Mozun’s wrathful grudges were stoked by another emotion. Previous scruples gone, his physical arousal only grew.
Wu Xingyun couldn’t feel Mozun’s lower half through his suit, but he could feel the burning heat of Mozun’s hands, and see the greedy desire to invade in Mozun’s expression.
Nevertheless, Wu Xingyun did not intend to resist. Maybe……It was actually the same as death.
Having already abandoned defiance, Wu Xingyun couldn’t retrieve his fighting spirit now. Being at the mercy of the enemy, his heart went numb.
Yet, contrary to Wu Xingyun’s expectations, the plundering hands withdrew as Mozun got off the soldier. Looking up at Mozun, Wu Xingyun saw the mutant’s naked upper body, eyes glowing red with raging waves of emotion, and a large, formidable erection.
Mozun gave Wu Xingyun a vicious kick: “Don’t think I’ll let you go!”
Wu Xingyun fell into the deep pit, and Mozun leapt up towards the Sun God.
If not for the bothersome people outside, Mozun might have had his way with Wu Xingyun on the spot. Maybe then, after sexual release, Mozun would find that this Wu Xingyun was worthless, and be able to heartlessly kill the soldier.
Too bad the external enemies were close. Mozun was very clear on what he was facing, his reason stronger than his bodily urges. He climbed into the operating box of the gold mecha.
The mecha connected neurally with the operator, the operator using their mental power to control it.
Mozun had used it many times, its operating system very familiar.
Even though this Sun God wasn’t comparable to the original, it would be good enough for Mozun to return to the Alliance.
The huge mecha slowly activated, golden shell gleaming in the sun, refracting dazzling light, six arms descending like a deity.
The Sun God moved, coming alongside Wu Xingyun, who was huddled in a corner of the pit.
Nearly one hundred meters tall, the mecha was hopelessly out of proportion to a little Ghost soldier.
The mechanical head twisted slightly down, Mozun easily able to see the soldier’s open combat suit and disheveled clothes, his belt still unbuckled.
Recalling the sensation of touching that flesh, Mozun couldn’t help but feel another wave of desire.
However, Mozun quickly realized that if he couldn’t kill Wu Xingyun, he couldn’t leave Wu Xingyun behind either.
This soldier, hungry for fame and glory, could become a threat again at any time.
Stretching out an arm, the huge mecha rapidly changed five fingers into tentacle-like chains.
" "
The metal tentacles captured the shrinking soldier, easily pulling him up high. Flexible tentacles probed, fastening the belt, closing the combat suit, and putting a helmet on the soldier’s head.
In the coming battle and flight through outer space, Mozun didn’t want this person to die.
Although he no longer believed in Wu Xingyun, given the deceit and betrayal, Mozun had no intention of letting Wu Xingyun go.
Everything would be dealt with when they returned. He’d take Wu Xingyun back to the Alliance, and leisurely take his revenge. Settle some grievances.
The tentacles changed shape again, morphing into chains that twisted around Wu Xingyun’s body, locking him onto an arm of the mecha.
At the same moment, a call outside could be heard: “Put down your weapons! Surrender and your life will be spared!”
“Hahaha!” Mozun’s cold laughter carried through the mecha’s electronic synthesis equipment, sounding particularly sinister. “It’s the opposite. I should be the one saying such a thing!”
With a roaring boom, the entire museum collapsed, a huge, golden mecha looming in the dust of the ruins.
Stars in the sky lost their shine, eclipsed by the great Sun God, resplendent as its name.
The voice of the god came, grim and brimming with carnage: “Drop your weapons and I won’t kill you.”
TN- spoilerish comment below
This is a HE story, and no one gets raped.
When it happens, it’s consensual.
缴枪不杀 jiǎoqiāngbùshā
“surrender and your life will be spared”
An operating system (OS) is system software that manages computer hardware, software resources, and provides common services for computer programs.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Operating_system
Operating system (OS), program that manages a computer’s resources, especially the allocation of those resources among other programs. Typical resources include the central processing unit (CPU), computer memory, file storage, input/output (I/O) devices, and network connections. Management tasks include scheduling resource use to avoid conflicts and interference between programs. Unlike most programs, which complete a task and terminate, an operating system runs indefinitely and terminates only when the computer is turned off.
https://www.britannica.com/technology/operating-system
DPM Chapter 38-Sun God Part 2
Translated by Snowfall77
The man’s figure was very tall, strong and flexible. The line of his profile like sculpted art, flawless enough to suffocate, grave and stern enough to terrify. His eyes shone dangerously, making people feel engrossed.
At that moment, Wu Xingyun’s mind was blank. He didn’t know how to answer Mozun, only thinking that if he died by Mozun’s hands, perhaps that was a good ending.
“You won’t talk?” Mozun snorted coldly, slowly crouching down and squeezing his hands around Wu Xingyun’s neck. “Look at me! Why won’t you talk? You won’t admit it? Just so you could get medals and recognition, what else is there you don’t dare confess?!”
Mozun’s eyes blazed red-hot, his hands tightening, his soldier’s complexion turning blue.
“Did you betray me? It was you, wasn’t it?!” Mozun’s tone gradually turned gloomy and low.
“Won’t talk? You think it’s alright if you don’t talk?” Next Mozun pinched at Wu Xingyun’s jaw, the tip of Mozun’s nose almost touching Wu Xingyun’s. Mozun almost spat through gritted teeth: “Speak!”
Wu Xingyun stared vacantly at Mozun, then nodded weakly: “Yes, it was me……”
There was no point in excessive explanations, for there was no way to excuse. Wu Xingyun had betrayed Mozun.
A hand reached up and patted the crown of Wu Xingyun’s head, Mozun’s murderous aura permeating the air.
Mozun didn’t need such a person by his side. And why travel with an unwanted burden? Killing Wu Xingyun here was the best option.
But when Mozun’s raised his hand and saw the soldier’s eyes nearly closed, calmly awaiting death, a scene from Mozun’s past suddenly overlapped with the present.
A stubborn expression, unperturbed in the face of his demise, and even the shuttered eyes. It was all the same.
Mozun’s heart burst with bitterness. He’d lost his lover once. Did he have to lose again?
Yet he couldn’t forgive his traitor. Not willing, very not willing. This soldier didn’t deserve the word ‘love.’ Did Mozun feel that way towards the soldier? If he didn’t love this soldier, why couldn’t Mozun kill him?
Unable to move his hands to end it, Mozun found he couldn’t let go either.
The memory of their honeymoon time flashed through Mozun’s mind. Embracing above the waterfall, watching the tides rise and fall. Their wedding night, when Wu Xingyun had sat by the side of a dying Mozun.
Mozun even recalled that day on Deta-Nuo, when he couldn’t see what his future wife looked like, just a heavily armed, helmeted soldier picking out the dowry team.
Then, only a few days ago, the two of them at Wu Xingyun’s family home, where Mozun had called those two old people ‘mother’ and ‘father.’
Scenes from the recent past replaying in his head, Mozun bowed his head, examining the small soldier.
Eyelashes lowered, features Mozun both loved and hated, with soft red lips.
If Mozun kissed them, they would surely taste good……
At the last minute, with no good reason, Mozun’s killing intent shifted to something else.
Pressing Wu Xingyun to the ground, Mozun kissed the soldier fiercely. Biting, swallowing, desperately attacking, wanting to devour deeply. The thought of making the soldier sob for mercy under his own body overtook Mozun with delicious intensity.
Wu Xingyun was unusually yielding, offering no resistance. Even when his lips were bitten, he didn’t cry. His teeth were pried open, his tongue entangled, mouth invaded.
Extremely overbearing, Mozun offered no quarter, instead wantonly demanding without consideration. The soldier’s clumsy reactions, his silent endurance of being bitten and bleeding, gave Mozun a rush of nonpareil satisfaction.
After a long time, Mozun let go of that quiet mouth, murderous desire turned to intimacy between lovers.
Mozun again eyed the person beneath him, the slightly bewildered expression, the flushed face, lips bearing Mozun’s own bite marks, traced with silver threads of saliva.
Behind the red lips were white and clean teeth. The lips were swollen, teeth unlocked. The soldier had lost any rebellion. Even if violated, he had no intention of escaping.
As he savored the carnal taste he’d just had, an ineffable desire for sex grew in Mozun’s chest.
He asked: “As soon as you left, you must have noticed something was wrong. But you didn’t even call me. Why?!”
No answer came, so Mozun even more madly took what he wanted from the soldier’s mouth.
“You tried to kill me! You wish I were dead, don’t you?”
The soldier still didn’t reply, giving only a muffled groan from a mouth that smelled of blood.
“You son of a bitch! I can’t believe I liked someone like you.”
Mozun ripped open Wu Xingyun’s combat suit, unceremoniously pawing below the waist.
“I thought you were innocent! I was even afraid you’d be unhappy!”
" "
The soldier’s skin was very pleasing to the touch, his muscles young and supple. Mozun’s hands kneaded Wu Xingyun’s ass, then finally stroked that warm hole. In that instant, Mozun had just one thought–to mercilessly pierce, ferociously assault, vent all his anger, cravings, and dashed hopes into the soldier’s body. Let the soldier wail, plead for forgiveness, moan and tremble.
Wu Xingyun, unexpectedly being rubbed in a private place, quivered from head to foot. His dazed mind finally reacted, his heart filling with despair. This was a hundred times worse than killing him.
Eyes wide with fear, Wu Xingyun spoke, unable to control the shaking of his voice: “Kill me……I’m sorry, but……Kill me!……Mmph……”
Mozun savagely kissed the soldier again, unleashing resentful lust. After sucking on reddened swollen lips, Mozun fixed his dark gaze on the person who always undermined his self-control, swearing viciously: “Fuck you!”
Already painfully hard, Mozun’s wrathful grudges were stoked by another emotion. Previous scruples gone, his physical arousal only grew.
Wu Xingyun couldn’t feel Mozun’s lower half through his suit, but he could feel the burning heat of Mozun’s hands, and see the greedy desire to invade in Mozun’s expression.
Nevertheless, Wu Xingyun did not intend to resist. Maybe……It was actually the same as death.
Having already abandoned defiance, Wu Xingyun couldn’t retrieve his fighting spirit now. Being at the mercy of the enemy, his heart went numb.
Yet, contrary to Wu Xingyun’s expectations, the plundering hands withdrew as Mozun got off the soldier. Looking up at Mozun, Wu Xingyun saw the mutant’s naked upper body, eyes glowing red with raging waves of emotion, and a large, formidable erection.
Mozun gave Wu Xingyun a vicious kick: “Don’t think I’ll let you go!”
Wu Xingyun fell into the deep pit, and Mozun leapt up towards the Sun God.
If not for the bothersome people outside, Mozun might have had his way with Wu Xingyun on the spot. Maybe then, after sexual release, Mozun would find that this Wu Xingyun was worthless, and be able to heartlessly kill the soldier.
Too bad the external enemies were close. Mozun was very clear on what he was facing, his reason stronger than his bodily urges. He climbed into the operating box of the gold mecha.
The mecha connected neurally with the operator, the operator using their mental power to control it.
Mozun had used it many times, its operating system very familiar.
Even though this Sun God wasn’t comparable to the original, it would be good enough for Mozun to return to the Alliance.
The huge mecha slowly activated, golden shell gleaming in the sun, refracting dazzling light, six arms descending like a deity.
The Sun God moved, coming alongside Wu Xingyun, who was huddled in a corner of the pit.
Nearly one hundred meters tall, the mecha was hopelessly out of proportion to a little Ghost soldier.
The mechanical head twisted slightly down, Mozun easily able to see the soldier’s open combat suit and disheveled clothes, his belt still unbuckled.
Recalling the sensation of touching that flesh, Mozun couldn’t help but feel another wave of desire.
However, Mozun quickly realized that if he couldn’t kill Wu Xingyun, he couldn’t leave Wu Xingyun behind either.
This soldier, hungry for fame and glory, could become a threat again at any time.
Stretching out an arm, the huge mecha rapidly changed five fingers into tentacle-like chains.
" "
The metal tentacles captured the shrinking soldier, easily pulling him up high. Flexible tentacles probed, fastening the belt, closing the combat suit, and putting a helmet on the soldier’s head.
In the coming battle and flight through outer space, Mozun didn’t want this person to die.
Although he no longer believed in Wu Xingyun, given the deceit and betrayal, Mozun had no intention of letting Wu Xingyun go.
Everything would be dealt with when they returned. He’d take Wu Xingyun back to the Alliance, and leisurely take his revenge. Settle some grievances.
The tentacles changed shape again, morphing into chains that twisted around Wu Xingyun’s body, locking him onto an arm of the mecha.
At the same moment, a call outside could be heard: “Put down your weapons! Surrender and your life will be spared!”
“Hahaha!” Mozun’s cold laughter carried through the mecha’s electronic synthesis equipment, sounding particularly sinister. “It’s the opposite. I should be the one saying such a thing!”
With a roaring boom, the entire museum collapsed, a huge, golden mecha looming in the dust of the ruins.
Stars in the sky lost their shine, eclipsed by the great Sun God, resplendent as its name.
The voice of the god came, grim and brimming with carnage: “Drop your weapons and I won’t kill you.”
TN- spoilerish comment below
This is a HE story, and no one gets raped.
When it happens, it’s consensual.
缴枪不杀 jiǎoqiāngbùshā
“surrender and your life will be spared”
An operating system (OS) is system software that manages computer hardware, software resources, and provides common services for computer programs.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Operating_system
Operating system (OS), program that manages a computer’s resources, especially the allocation of those resources among other programs. Typical resources include the central processing unit (CPU), computer memory, file storage, input/output (I/O) devices, and network connections. Management tasks include scheduling resource use to avoid conflicts and interference between programs. Unlike most programs, which complete a task and terminate, an operating system runs indefinitely and terminates only when the computer is turned off.
https://www.britannica.com/technology/operating-system
