Chapter 115: The Four Guardians of death.

As I walked into the chamber and saw a long corridor, I swiftly loaded some ammo into the drones before walking down the path. The torchlight flickered on the wall as my shoes echoed when hitting the stone floor. "Be prepared, engage the enemy until they fall, and reengage once they try to stand," I ordered my drones as we reached an opening.

Looking around, I noticed four monsters: one with the head of a croc, one with the head of a falcon, one with the head of a hippo, and, lastly, one with the head of a jackal. A female voice echoed out of the croc's head. "You trespass in the chamber of death, a bridge between this world and the next. Leave now." She said, making me shake my head as I looked at a silver and black coffin in the middle of the room.

"I can't do that, I need to use that coffin of rebirth," I said, making the Jackal's head speak, a feminine voice that sounded cold. "You living mortal, your ego will be the death of you." She said as they started to stand. Only for my drones to open fire, they weren't Legendary rank, so regular legendary rounds made them fall back into their seats.

Gunshots echoed out within the dimly lit chamber as I began to walk towards the coffin. The hippo-headed one spoke. "You can't kill us; this fight is pointless." She said, covering her head with her arms as chunks of flesh and muscle blew off it and it healed. The problem with them was that the force was too strong, knocking them back and keeping them in their seats as I chuckled.

"You made one big flaw. I am not trying to kill you. I don't need to kill you to get what I want." I said, walking up the stairs towards the silver-and-black coffin before stopping in front of it. It was about ten feet long and five feet wide, with a carving of a woman on its lid. She lay in a seductive but inviting pose, and as I looked at her, my arm tingled a little. Making me smirk, she must be the Goddess of Death in this world.

From the book I read, I needed to open it, place the part of Tina inside, close it, then stand at its foot and call her name to activate it. "STOP!" The falcon-headed one screamed out as she stood up, only for her leg to fall off as she fell to the ground. She looked at her leg that wasn't healing. "What did you do to me?!" She yelled out in shock.

I placed my hands on the lid as I spoke. "Every fourth round is a magic round of decay; it isn't as powerful as the ones that take chunks of your flesh and meat off. But what it does do is slow down your regenerative ability as decay eats away at your new flesh while it's being made. It may not be able to kill you, but it's more than enough to stop you ladies from being a problem for me." I said, pushing the heavy lid open.

The four finally noticed that some of the wounds weren't healing as fast as others, making it harder for them to move and fight back. They had been outsmarted by a mortal, and they were partly impressed that he was able to come up with a way to best them. "You will be punished for messing with the natural order of things. She won't be happy." The croc one said as I chuckled.

"I know that this may come back to bite me in the ass, but at the head of the day, as a mortal that desires to fix my mistake, I will meet it head on," I said, finally getting it open enough to use it. That lid was hard to open; if I weren't a legendary that slept with three goddesses already, I don't think I would have been able to move it.

Looking inside, I noticed a black liquid with a silver tint, pulling out Tina's hair and placing it in the liquid. Pulling the lid closed as my drones still fired at them, taking turns to keep them from moving or doing anything. Standing in the circle at the base of the coffin and speaking. "Tina Brown!" I yelled out.

The torches burst into large flames before a fierce gust of wind blew them out, and everything went dark. I couldn't see anything. But then I quickly turned around, having stopped hearing my drones fire, and a clap echoed in the darkness as a sweet voice spoke. "John Colt, a man from another world, you have sent many humans and monsters to me. Some I am happy about, that Zombie emperor and those zombies had been able to slip through the cracks of my domain." The woman's voice said.

I quickly looked around, trying to find her, only for the next moment her hands reached around from behind me. She had placed a hand on my chest and stomach as she moved them up and down. "You have entertained many of my sisters; they like watching your escapades. Especially your sexual ones, I am also a fan of those, but I do like the way you kill people. So cold, like nature intended it to be. The strong live and the weak die, the one truth of life." She whispered into my ear.

One of her hands slid inside my shirt, and the other slid inside my pants. "I have never had sex before, as no man has made me feel like it. But you, John Colt, you are like death in human form. I feel connected to you, for the first time, my heart beat with warmth looking at someone." She whispered into my ear.

Her hand slowly stroked my cock as I felt her lips touch my neck, sucking on it. "I want to leave my mark on you, John Colt. I want to know what it feels like to have the cock of the man that won my heart inside of me. Don't you want to fuck the Goddess of Death? Something no man has done, or will do after you." She whispered into my ear. Feeling her sweet words drift into my mind made my cock harder.

"Oh my, I am flattered by your arousal." Her voice made me grunt out, the saying with death is that it's always inviting and comforting. I can say they weren't lying about it, as her hand played with my nipple, moving faster as she kissed up my neck before biting on my ear. I couldn't move even though she wasn't doing anything but touching me.

She chuckled next to my ear as she spoke. "You don't need to worry about that; it's only natural that the living have a subconscious fear of death. That is something no one can overcome, no matter how strong they are, as to die is to stop being who you are." She said, moving her hand faster inside my pants.

I grunted as it felt so good getting a handjob from the Goddess of Death. "You like me touching this massive throbbing cock of yours? It's so hot that I can feel my own pussy throbbing for it, John Colt, cum for me. Shoot your seed of life into the hand of death." Her words sounded like sweet honey as I felt my balls lifting.

"Do it, blow your load into my hand and make a mess inside your underwear." She said before nibbling on my ear once more. Making me unable to hold back as I felt my cum shoot out into the palm of her hand and spread out inside my underwear. It was a massive load as I felt my body weakening." She moaned into my ear.

"So much hot, seed of life. Did my handjob make you feel that good? I am happy, as it was my first time giving one." She said with a hint of happiness. "Shall we take it to the next step?" She said as chains shot out from the darkness, clamping onto my wrists and ankles. I didn't lose my cool, as if she wanted to hurt me, she would have done so when I couldn't move.

She slowly walked out from behind me, giving me a chance to see her. She was wearing a black robe that was open, revealing her naked body, her face covered in a veil. Her eyes were completely white as she slowly moved closer to me, moving her hands towards my belt, undoing it before grabbing my waistband.

Removing her veil as she spoke. "You have the honor of seeing my face unveiled. No mortal has ever truly seen death's perfect face." She said before kissing me, our tongues played with each other. Fuck, her touch felt better than any other Goddesses I have had before her.

Pulling her mouth away as she whispered into my ear. "Let me love you more." She said.