*Bang*
A huge monster's mace smashed into the chest of Tor'Syl, the Minotaur's cruel face snickering as it was about to follow up. It lifted the huge mace to crush her into a paste; as a black tendril grasped its wrist and snapped the bones with a loud crunch.
"Ah... it seems you are a bit injured. Here's a potion; get up."
Ram was no better. She was sitting on the ground, shuddering, with a busted lip and bruised eye, looking terrified as another Minotaur began to charge towards her.
"Use your tail; target the weak and fleshy parts, eyes, crotch, throat," Raven shouted.
His body was wrapped in a dense black mantle and strange black armour made of darkness, making him look like an evil knight. He moved in a flash and intercepted the Minotaur with his fist.
*Bang*
The Minotaur was sent flying back as the sound of bone and flesh being destroyed sounded, the Minotaur vanishing into dust.
[Gained 1000 Experience]
[Dread Lord - Level 1->2]
[Name: Raven (Alistair Granbell)
Title: "Chimera of Black Storm", "Monster of Endless Hunger", "The Dryad (S)Layer", "Dryad's Bane", "Lord of Gloom", "Woman Slayer"
Race: Manticore (High Orc)
Age: 28 (21 Visually)
Blood: Type O-Z1
Level: 2
Class: Dread Lord
Cultivation Technique: The Twelve Gates Of Bliss (Raven Only)
Cultivation Realm: 7th Gate (Gate of Joy)
Cultivation Stage: 3rd Stage
Money: 119,483 Credits (51,840 Lilith's Pocket Money, 32,245 Harem Pocket Money)
Strength: 68
Agility: 55
Stamina: 69
Vitality: 111
Intellect: 55
Wisdom: 75]
"Don't fear them; I will not let them kill you." Raven's voice sounded as his arm wrapped around the soft hips of the blue-haired chimaera, gently squishing and groping her ass with his large hand, enjoying the soft texture of her firm ass through the thin cloth.
Ram shivered, and her heart began to race, a hot and heavy feeling building up in her chest as the Minotaurs were slaughtered one by one without even the slightest chance to fight back.
*Bang*
Another dead!
*Crunch*
And another!
[Gained 1000 Experience]
[Gained 1000 Experience]
[Dread Lord - Level 2->3]
"You're a very good girl, Ram, but your fear of the large monsters will kill you," Raven whispered, his deep voice echoing within her heart as his words seemed to have a magical effect, the young woman's eyes widening as her whole body was engulfed in a feeling of security.
"I want you to try and stand up and fight back, just one hit. I will help if needed."
Raven slowly released his embrace, allowing the young woman to take a deep breath and turn to face the enemy.
The two surviving Minotaurs looked at the pair, their faces twisting into ugly frowns as they charged, roaring at the top of their lungs, the ground shaking as they charged forward with a single purpose; to slaughter these annoying creatures.
"You're okay now, Ram; attack the one on the right. Just land one hit, and I will grant you any reward you want."
He then looked at Tor'Syl, who stood up slowly, her eyes looking at him like a lost puppy. "You, too, crush the enemy, and I'll do whatever you want for 24 hours."
*Bang*
"Ugh," Tor'Syl groaned as the Minotaur smacked her in the cheek with the handle of its mace, her face turning red as blood and pain spread from the impact.
But she couldn't give up, holding her axe tight, looking back at Raven. Her cheeks turned red, and she felt a burning fire rising within her as her mind became blank, and she could only see her opponent.
*Bang*
This time the young woman blocked the heavy strike of the mace, the shockwave running through her and causing her body to vibrate and her feet to dig into the ground, forming a small ditch.
"That's right; you're doing well. Just hit once. Remember, any reward, and I will do anything you want." Raven's deep and calm voice echoed in the ears of the two women, his words filling them with determination, and a fierce light appeared in their eyes.
The two monsters did not seem to care and struck the young women again, causing them to groan and their bodies to shudder.
"Just one hit. Any reward you want."
Raven's calm and gentle voice echoed inside their minds, and they both felt a warm, comfortable feeling fill their bodies. The pain and fear vanished, and the two young women were filled with the desire to fight.
"I just need one hit," Tor'Syl muttered.
*Bang*
Tor'Syl was struck by the mace again, causing her body to fly into the air.
"I must hit," Ram shouted, her eyes glowing a faint pink, and a strange aura around her, the Minotaur charging her like an angry bull, a crazed light appearing in its eyes.
*Bang*
A heavy, meaty impact sounded, the two figures moving at incredible speeds, leaving a deep imprint in the stone floor as a trail of blood was left behind.
*Crunch*
Raven grinned and watched the scene with interest; the last Minotaur attacking Tor'Syl suddenly had its leg torn off, the thick limb landing on the ground with a heavy thud.
*Bang*
Another Minotaur roared and smashed his mace against Ram's skull, causing the young woman's head to crack and blood to spray out, her eyes rolling into the back of her head as her body flew into the air, a stream of blood spraying out of her mouth.
Still, when the Minotaur began to roar in victory, a blue figure lept into the air before a sharp tail pierced its neck and tore its head off.
[Gained 1000 Experience]
[Gained 1000 Experience]
[Dread Lord - Level 3->4]
"Well done, my girls," Raven said with a laugh as he approached the two unconscious young women, picking them up before walking over to the large crystal pillar in the centre of the room.
"You did well," he said, touching them both, stroking their warm, sweaty heads with a chuckle as he enjoyed using his new skill.
[Dread Lord's Armour Lv.1]
A powerful defensive armour formed of dread and gloom blocks most low-level magic passively and reduces damage taken from physical blows by 20%
"This will be useful."
After using his ability to loot all the items in the room, Raven took his two prizes and teleported away, arriving in a strange room with a large white throne.
"Hmm? This should be a safe room. I should wait here for now and heal them. After all, a reward cannot be given if the person cannot speak."
With a grin, the young man sat down, holding the two unconscious beauties against his chest.
"Let's heal them," he muttered, his hand gently touching the foreheads of the two women, a soft purple glow forming from his fingertips as his aura began to bubble and rage in his body, the powerful aura surging through his veins into their foreheads, rapidly repairing and filling their bodies with his essence.
'They fought hard, as the two girls with the biggest weaknesses. I couldn't let them not realise the path forward is long.'
He sighed, gently caressing the heads of his new followers, the pair's faces relaxing and their bodies slowly melting into his embrace, the pair looking like two sleepy cats, with Raven unable to help but enjoy the sight.
'Now, what can I use these two for...'
He couldn't help but ponder as the two girls rested on his chest, his fingers gently caressing their soft skin.
'They are so different, a pure, naive girl and a cold, proud woman. It's hard to tell which I will enjoy training more.'
Raven licked his lips, imagining the many uses for such strong women.
'I can't help but feel the best way to use these two is a combination of rewards, punishments, and threats.'
He grinned and licked his lips as his fingers gently stroked the soft skin of the sleeping woman.
His finger gently touched Ram's smooth and plump lips, the young woman's pink lips trembling slightly and her body squirming as he felt her warm breath against his fingers.
"Come on, don't pretend to be sleeping and wake up. Or I won't reward you both; there's still a boss to defeat."
Raven whispered, his deep voice echoing in their ears, causing the pair to tremble and their eyes to shoot open, revealing two pairs of bright orbs.
"Mmmm. So warm."
Tor'Syl sighed and pressed her soft, round breasts against his chest, her nipples growing hard; the beautiful orc looked up at her saviour with a cute smile, her eyes gleaming.
"Mmmm."
Ram also purred, rubbing her head against his chest, the girl looking at him with a sweet smile.
"Oh? Why are you both so cute? Do you know what you want for a reward yet?"
"I do," Tor'Syl smiled, "Can you please... umm, kiss me?"
"What about you, Ram?" Raven asked, a grin forming on his face; the handsome young man looked down at the two women with a charming smile.
"Umm... I... don't know," Ram said shyly, her cheeks turning red, the young girl hiding her head against his chest.
Raven chuckled, his hands gently stroking the backs of the two girls, the beautiful women shivering and pressing their soft bodies against his.
"Are you sure you just want a kiss, Syl?"
"Yes," she replied, her eyes sparkling with desire, the beauty licking her plump lips as her body trembled and her legs pressed together.
Raven nodded and smiled, lifting the young orc's chin, her lips opening in anticipation, and a deep moan escaping her lips as he planted his lips upon hers, kissing her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth.
"Mmmm. Mmmp," the young woman moaned as her hands gripped his shoulders, and her eyes widened, her pupils dilating as she felt herself melting, squirming and writhing as she kissed her master passionately.
After several moments, the two finally broke their kiss, a string of saliva connecting their lips, the two panting heavily, the young woman looking dazed and drunk.
"Mmmm," Tor'Syl purred, leaning against his shoulder, a happy and contented smile on her lips.
"What do you want as your reward, Ram?"
"Umm... can you please hug me?"
Raven laughed and nodded, the beautiful chimaera squealing happily as he pulled her closer, her soft breasts pushing against his chest.
"Is it nice?" He asked.
"Very nice, master," Ram replied with a shy nod, her cheeks burning.
"Then you're getting better rewards in the future."
Raven smiled, his hand caressing her hair, the beautiful woman nuzzling his chest.
"Do you both know the weakness of the Minotaur and what you should aim for?"
"Yes, sir," Ram replied.
"Mhm," Tor'Syl also spoke, her body shaking.
"Good, that's all I wanted, but you must train and become stronger before you can truly use this knowledge. Also, you need to realise the strengths of your class."
"We understand, master," the pair said in unison, the two beautiful young women smiling happily.
"Okay, let's head to the next room; if you do well, I'll give an even better reward this time."
"Yes, master!"
The two beautiful women squealed and cheered, the two jumping up excitedly, the pair's soft bodies bouncing, making Raven chuckle.
"Good girls."
With a chuckle, Raven led the two girls from the safe room, his eyes gleaming with excitement as he looked around, his senses telling him the enemies were around level 40.
It would be harsh with the girls being level 25, but he could use his [Dread Lord's Armour to protect them, interlacing it with his [Dread Mantle], lowering their damage by 70%.
He wanted to take it slow with the illusion, although his lower body was rock solid, slowly... gradually, just like Evelyn, only kissing or light petting.
Raven began to find more fun in the gradual buildup of emotions, lust and affection after he fought Zeon; even if they asked for sex, he would not go past his current actions...
But when he would taste them, only Raven knew.
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