Rise of The Anti God

However, Kale still endured the burning sensation in his heart as he continued to watch to see how far his wife would take it.

Seeing this, Damien inwardly shook his head, wondering whether this guy should get an award for torturing himself like this.

Tristen pushed Farah to the bed as he sat on top of her and tore open her garments, making her soft melons sprang out.

"Ah~ So wild~" Farah said coyly as she bit her lip.

Tristen sucked one of her boobs into his mouth as he began to finger her hairy pussy while Farah's eyes began to fill the mist of lust.

Kale, who was watching all this with protruding cold, hard eyes, was flexing his fingers, making knuckle cracking sounds.

Seeing Tristen enjoying his wife's body made his skin tighten while feeling as if his ribs were squeezing against his heart.

"Ahhn~ My prince~ Ahnn~ Moreee~" Farah's lustful moans echoed in the tent as Tristen continued to ravage her pussy with his dick while thrusting his hip in and out like a wild bull in heat while sucking her boobs..

However, even though she was getting high with pleasure, Farah was still constantly checking Kale's position by using her soul energy to activate the tracking talisman she had kept in her room.

The tracking talisman worked with the help of two talismans, with one transmitting the location while the other received it. This was similar to how Damien's miniature ethereal formation worked.

So, she was relieved to know that Kale hadn't moved from his position for all this while, making her verify Tristen's words and fucking him to her heart's content.

She missed how good of a fuck he was and rated him top on her men's list. This was why even if things seemed risky, she couldn't resist the temptation of his dick pummeling her pussy hard.

"Tell me...how is Kale compared to me?" Tristen asked as he clutched her chin hard.

Farah inwardly realized how much the father and son duo were alike except Kale since the two asked her the same question.

But this wasn't a first for her, and usually, she would give the answers they would want to hear to fan their egos. However, Tristen was unexpectedly good at fucking, and so she told what she felt, "Kale's little thing hardly functions as good as you in bed...Ahn~...He always leaves me unsatisfied and just dozes off....But you are truly the best, my prince~...Ahnng~..."

Hearing her words from the projection, Kale's face flushed red in anger and humiliation as his arms began to uncontrollably shudder.

Damien had to admit that Kale had more stomach than he thought to continue watching his wife getting fucked by his own brother while bottling in all the rage and shame.

"Hahaha, I wonder what Kale would think if he heard this," Tristen maniacally laughed as he rammed his dick in and out of her pussy.

"Even if that happened...My husband worships me too much to let go of me...Ahnn~"

"Haha, that spineless brother of mine. Now give me your lips, you slut," Tristen said with a lewd expression as he sucked her soft lips, and Farah reciprocated his kiss passionately.

He then immediately made her open her mouth wide as he shoved his dick into her mouth.

"ENOUGH!" Kale broke the table into two as he unconsciously let out his ethereal energy, feeling outraged and humiliated.

Seeing Tristen kiss his wife and making her suck his dick was the last straw, and he couldn't take it anymore.

Damien swiftly caught the metal disc and pocketed it as he decided to stay silent till Kale calmed down a bit.

At the same time, he also ordered Tristen to smoothly slip out of the steamy situation and make his way back here.

Kale's eyes were reddened as he started throwing and breaking whatever things he could find in the tent.

He looked no different than a wild animal in a frenzy though Damien couldn't blame him.

"AAAH!!" Kale roared as he smashed the cupboards, chairs, and everything, venting his anger that continued to flood his nerves without any end.

"FARAH...how could you do this to...ME!!" Kale mumbled with gritted teeth as visible tremors coursed through his body.

Now that he realized how his wife was really cheating on him, he couldn't help but remember the projection he saw of his father and wife fucking together.

This made his face green and dark at the same time, feeling disgusted and resentment at both.

Kale continued to shout and roar till he got tired of all of it and sat down on the floor with a lifeless look while Damien continued to watch him, making sure he didn't do something reckless like confronting Farah now and destroying his plans.

"I want to kill her...Does she really think I am a coward who worships her?..." Kale mumbled with a clenched jaw as his gaze became intense and fevered.

'Yes, she does...' Damien couldn't help but inwardly pass such a thought.

Damien narrowed his eyes, wondering if Kale was going to do something stupid out of his anger, and was ready to stop him.

But he relaxed a bit as Tristen came in, making Kale look at him with a sharp hostile gaze.

"You bastard!" Kale lunged at Tristen, who immediately put up his hands to stop Kale and shouted back, "Shut up, you idiot! You are the one who asked me to do this, didn't you?!"

Kale's expression faltered hearing his words since he knew Tristen was right, but at the same time, the images of Tristen sharing intimate and passionate moments with his wife were making him go crazy.

"Please calm down, Your Highness," Damien said calmly as he intervened and placed his hand on Kale's shoulder to pull him back.

"Tristen only wanted to show you your wife's true face. He didn't want to sleep with your wife, and that's why he showed you the proof first. Please understand," Damien said in a convincing tone, making Kale lose some of the hostility he had against Tristen.

"I want to kill her...That whore has to pay for what she did to me…" Kale said as he gnashed his teeth and prepared to storm out with his sword.

"Wait!" Both Tristen and Damien stopped him by standing in front of him as Damien said, "Killing her now is of no use. How about you take revenge the proper way?"

"How?" Kale took a deep breath as he asked, wondering if there was a better way to vent his hate and anger.

Damien inwardly smiled, seeing how things were starting to look good.