Demonic Pornstar System novel Chapter 619

Chapter 619: Brutal Viewpoint

"Fine. Let’s see what the terrible spawn of the heartless devil is up to."

He tapped a feed with his mind, selecting none other than Luna’s because the description of ’First-Person High-Velocity Feed [Warning: Extreme Speed / Seizure Risk]’ made him curious.

The chairman’s perception lurched.

There was no gentle transition, no fade or buffer. One moment, he was seated behind reinforced glass and polished steel, the next, his awareness was inside motion itself, strapped to it, dragged along at impossible speed.

Wind screamed.

No... space screamed.

The world snapped sideways, then upside down, then folded in on itself as the horizon spun so violently it ceased to be a horizon at all. The chairman’s instincts flared instantly, mana bracing his mind, combat senses snapping into place before nausea could even think about forming.

Lightning exploded across his vision.

Blue-white arcs tore through the air in branching webs, detonating against armored monstrosities below or flying beasts above. Luna’s laughter thundered in his ears as her body was hurled boldy across the battlefield.

The realization hit him a fraction of a second before Nyx’s spatial distortion flared at the edge of perception, space itself bending like a clenched fist.

Luna became a projectile.

The ground vanished, replaced by sky, replaced by ground again as she was slammed forward at absurd velocity. She twisted, not to stabilize, but to optimize, and released a burst of lightning at the exact moment Nyx redirected her trajectory.

Impact.

The collision was catastrophic. Lightning detonated outward, vaporizing armor and flesh alike, the shockwave rippling through the battlefield as Luna rebounded, already accelerating again.

The chairman exhaled slowly through his nose.

He now understood why the warning existed.

But more than that...

"What on earth is going on with the powers of these youngsters...?"

Space warped again, and Luna was flung sideways, then upward, then sharply downward, each throw timed perfectly with her attacks. She was a storm-tipped spear, a living lightning bolt, a screaming blur of speed and violence.

The perspective was brutal.

Vision tunneled, snapped wide, tunneled again. Peripheral detail became suggestion rather than certainty. The sense of balance was a polite fiction that had been abandoned entirely. If the chairman hadn’t been who he was, if his mind hadn’t been trained to process combat data at absurd speeds, he would have blacked out already.

Instead, he rode it.

His jaw tightened as another spatial toss slammed Luna forward, her laughter crackling through the feed as lightning poured from her like a living corona.

"This is a fighting style I’ve never encountered before..."

And then he noticed something else.

A translucent overlay bloomed at the edge of perception.

Chat.

It scrolled aggressively, messages flying by faster than most people could read, let alone process.

- StormSimp42: LET’S GOOOOOO ⚡⚡⚡

- ILasted10Seconds: Damn it, I vomited againnnn!!

- ILasted10Seconds: I was aiming for 12 seconds this time!

- ThunderPriest: Ten seconds of bearing the weight of the thunderdome is a respectable feat, brother.

- ILasted5Seconds: Five again! Fuck! Never eat again before a Luna combat stream!

- MotionSicknessAny%: Rookie mistake, noob

The chairman’s eye twitched.

"This has gotta be a joke," he muttered.

Another spatial sling.

Luna spun, inverted, carving a glowing arc as she passed through an enemy rather than around it. Lightning detonated behind her, the world stuttering under the force, then she was violently flung again in the opposite direction, doing multiple spins while at it.

The chat lost its mind.

- BoltWorshipper: This is the most fun I’ve had in my whole life

- StormQueenOrBust: Throw us harder, Nyx!

- VolleyBALLER: This is my new sport. I feel dedicated!

The chairman watched, appalled, as a name appeared in chat, slowly, reverently highlighted by dozens of replies.

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