*Booooom*
Suddenly a very big jolt of electricity was released from the tesla coil and it hitted directly into the middle of the swirling clouds above anon and everything went silent.
This weather will support the tesla coil because if i shoot the electricity from the tesla coil into the clouds, it will get mixed with the other charges inside the clouds and produce even dangerous thunder strikes and i can control them because my mana is mixed into them now.
But these bolts can't be specifically controlled, i can only select a big area for them to fall upon.
Anon looked at the zombies for brief moment and smiled.
šµ But when his drinking and lusting and his hunger for power became known to more and more people.šµ
šµThe demands to do something about this outrageous man became louder and louder.šµ
*Crackling*
Anon started singing as the clouds over his head started crackling with lightning.
*Boooom*
*Booom*
*Boooom*
*Boooom*
Suddenly the thunder strikes started happening. Whenever and wherever the lighting striked the ground, everything just simply evaporated from there.
*Booom*
*Booom*
*Booom*
The lightning strikes showed no signs of stopping. Even the human forces weren't safe from the lightnings.
*Booom*
The lighting fell on one of the shield dome and a crack appeared over it.
"I need help. The power in these lightning strikes is immense. Sir, we can barely hold the barrier for 10 more minutes and if another lightning strike hits upon this barrier, we will be dead from these lighting strikes instead of those zombies." One of the mage reported.
*Boom*
*Booom*
The other barriers were also facing the same issues.
"We have to stop him or he will kill us. Arthur are you listening to me ?" Grad said as he looked at Arthur with worried look.
Arthur on the other side was looking at Anon with a look of awe.
His mouth is left wide opened after seeing what Anon has just done. Calling thunder from the clouds wasn't an act anyone can do, but he did.
'My grandfather used to tell me the story of the king, who called the lighting from the clouds into his sword and killed his enemies in just one single blow. Is that guy from his bloodline ?' Arthur wondered.
"Arthur, are you listening ?" Grad said as he touched arthur on his shoulder.
"Y-Yes ?" Arthur said coming out of his trance.
"We have to stop him now, our soldiers can't take so much pressure. The barriers will break soon, we can't take those lighting strikes anymore." Grad repeated.
"Are you kidding me ? He wiped half of the zombies and Chimeras within 2 fucking minutes and you are telling me to get out and stop him, now ? No way. I will be fried to death."
"We will get fried to death anyway, Arthur. We have to stop him." Grok spoke.
"No, i will talk to the soldiers." Arthur said as he looked back at the soldiers.
*Boom*
*Booom*
The soldiers were struggling in maintaining the dome. Even after borrowing mana from the mele soldiers, the mages were running out of their mana.
The Alchemist house's soldiers were supplying everyone with mana potions but their bodies are also getting tired with time.
The mages were starting to fell on their knees, while trying to maintain the shields.
"Soldiers, That guy right there is fighting for your family's tomorrow for their future, so that they can see tomorrow's sun without holding any weapon in their hands.
Do you want me to stop him now, so that you can go back without dying ?" Arthur shouted loudly.
"Arthur what are you-" king Grok wanted to say something but Arthur immediately looked at him with a deadly gaze that he immediately fell silent.
"Soldiers, Do you want me to stop our continent's saviour because you don't have the power to stand on these battlegrounds ?" Arthur asked again.
After this question, the mages who were about to give up on the barriers, started rising up again from the ground.
"I need answer, Soldiers ?"
"No, sir." The mages shouted from the back lines.I think you should take a look at
"I can't hear you voices." Arthur shouted.
"NO SIR." This time their voices were loud enough to reach even Anon's ears.
[Mana 50% ]
Anon's mana was draining at avery incredible speed, even when link was supporting him from behind.
[Master... Your mana.]
šµThis man just got to go, declare his enemies. But the ladies begged don't you try do it please. šµ
šµNo doubt this Rasputin had lots of hidden charms, though he was a brute they just fell into his arms.šµ
Anon continued to sing so that he can shift his mind towards the song and avoid the pain that his muscles were going through every second.
It was as if someone was expanding them and tearing them apart one by one from the inside.
Although the troll locket can heal him instantly but it can't do anything about the pain.
The transformers were sucking mana at a monstrous speed from his body but link was stopping the mana from going out of his body all at once.
This process caused immense pain in his spine and muscles, it was as if someone is doing a brain surgery on him while he is still awake.
[Mana 25%]
[Master, drink this.] Link said as he Summoned a special grade mana potion and helped Anon in drinking it with his tail.
[Mana has been recovered to 100%]
[Mana 90%]
[Mana 80%]
šµRa ra Rasputin Lover of the Russian queen, They put some poison into his wine. Ra ra Rasputin Russia's greatest love machine, He drank it all and said, I feel fine.šµ
*Boom*
*Boom*
[Mana 60%]
[Master you mana is going down at a very incredible rate.]
šµThey didn't quit, they wanted his head. Ra ra Rasputin, Russia's greatest love machine and so they shot him 'til he was dead.šµ
[Mana 20%]
Anon's eyes started closing as the grip of his hands started to come off of the metal poles.
[Master, please drink this.] Link said as he brought another bottle of special grade mana potion near his mouth but Anon wasn't opening his mouth.
*Thud*
Suddenly he fell down on his knees, the grip of his hands slipping away from the poles.
'Master your body won't take it. I am coming to get you.' No.300 spoke as she jumped out of the barrier.
"No.300, where are you going ?"
*Booom*
Suddenly a lighting striked on Anon's body, giving him a shocker.
His eyes immediately flash opened as the troll locket healed him instantly of every physical wounds but his mask broke from the lightning strike.
Anon immediately grabbed the poles back and drank the special mana potion.
[Mana restored to 100%]
'No.300 go back inside.' he commanded.
"I am RASPUTIN, BITCH." Anon shouted as he supplied 90% of his mana into the tesla coil at once.
The transformers got Overcharged and throwed all the current into the copper coils, the toroid topload also break as the final jolt of electricity was released into the clouds.
*BOOOOOOOOOM*
The clouds also got overcharged and throwed the strongest lighting blow of all time on the ground.
The light was too much to even see, the barriers of the human soldiers broke.
*KAAABOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM*
This time the explosion was so big that, all the nightmare forest was burned down to ashes at once with everything inside it.
"Not bad, Anon." An individual standing at the terrace of the academy spoke as he looked at the explosion from a distance.
The lightning danced on the ground, obliterating anything in its path.
The final lightning strike reduced the entire Nightmare Forest to ashes and eradicated all the zombies within.
Anon collapsed to the ground after his last strike. His body was utterly exhausted from all the mana loss.
"Hahaha... That was diabolicalā" Before he could utter another word, his eyes shut, and he fell unconscious on the ground.
*Thud*
His face lay bare, vulnerable in this moment. If someone were to attack him now, he had no defenses; he had exhausted all his mana in overcharging the Tesla coil.
[My mana is too low to maintain my form. I can't protect you, master. Please forgive me.] Link turned into a streak of light and reverted back to his tattoo form.
Suddenly, a girl with black fur all over her body approached him and touched his face slightly.
This girl was none other than Luna the werewolf herself, her face turned red as she touched anon's cheek and spoke...
"I knew it. You were alive all along, i have searched for you everywhere." she said with a smile as she lifted Anon into her arms.
Back on the field, as Anon's final strike descended upon the human soldiers, their barriers finally shattered. However, before the lightning could fry them to death, Mike appeared in between and casted his most potent defensive array over the soldiers, allowing them to survive the lightning strike without taking any major injuries.
"I can't thank you enough for saving our soldiers, sir. Thank you," Grad said as he vigorously shook Mike's hand without his consent.
"Fuck off! Human, remember one thing: I didn't save your forces. I saved the ogres on my master's orders. If you touch me one more time, I will kill you mercilessly," Mike spoke, his red eyes fixed on Grad.
"A-A vampire?" Grad realized Mike's true identity, but Mike vanished from the battlefield before he could say more.
"I will take my leave now," No.300 told Derein as she departed, her ogre army trailing behind her.
The horde of ogres started running towards Anon without delay, to save their master.
"B-Butā" Derein began to protest but stopped midway, choosing silence to be the best solution.
'He knew that i will ask for his help and took a promise from me. I didn't needed that army of ogres, he was pre-planning to kill all of these zombies from the start.
I was just an injured golden fish that he found in the pool while hunting for the big fishes.
I should've seen this coming, i am such a dumbass. Now I don't know what will he ask me to do. Will he have sex with me ? Or make me his private slave ?' Naughty things started coming in Derein's mind.
"That's the masked man?" Grok and Arthur exclaimed simultaneously as they gazed at Anon's face while Luna still cradled him.
"Y-Your Majesty," Luna addressed Arthur, noticing his presence behind her.
"Shouldn't we call a healer?" Grok inquired.
"Yes, I have already summonedā" Arthur was interrupted.
"HaaaaH. Are they all wiped out?" Anon's eyes flew open wide, his first question piercing the air.
"Yes, they are all gone. A-Are you all right?" Luna asked.I think you should take a look at nšš³š¢/šš/1n
"Well, I'm all right. And having a cute werewolf girl pick me up just makes it better," Anon replied with a smile directed at Luna.
"Ugh... Get off." Luna pushed Anon away, her expression twisted in disgust.
"Oi, be gentle with me. I don't like girls tossing me around. Only I can do that," Anon quipped, touching his face and realizing his mask was missing.
"What the hell? My goddamn mask broke?" he exclaimed, looking behind and spotting shattered mask fragments on the ground.
"You!" A loud voice erupted from Arthur's direction.
Anon turned towards the sound to see the great mother of the Denver house approaching with a large sword in her hand.
"Oh, not a very welcoming sight," Anon remarked as he watched her advance.
"You must stop." Grok shouted, but she paid no heed, brandishing her sword directly at Anon.
"I will kill you for forcing my son to consume three doping agents during the kingdom's Night Run," the great mother yelled, assuming Anon had emerged from the now-razed Nightmare Forest.
"Anon Agreil... I will kill you." Before Anon could respond, another voice rang out from behind.
All eyes turned to the source: the leader of the witch house, Marinda, holding her wand emitting a purple glow, as if poised to cast a spell at any moment.
She aimed her wand directly at Anon's face.
"I will end you for traumatizing my daughter. Any final wishes?" Marinda questioned, her expression filled with pride.
"Yeah, ask him. He'll tell you my final wish," Anon pointed towards Arthur.
"Oh, now you're done. You used 'he' to address your majesty? Farewell, Anon Agreil," both women raised their weapons, and Anon summoned his sickles, ready to strike.
"Wait! Both of you," Arthur's voice commanded.
Marinda and the matriarch halted abruptly, turning their attention to Arthur.
"Do you even have the faintest idea who he is?" Arthur spoke with an intense gaze.
"Yes, your majesty. He's a commoner named Anon Agreil. His father, also a commoner, is deceased. He participated in the kingdom's Night Run and inflicted a terrible experience upon my daughter. She hasn't left her room since that day. I will kill him and present his head to her," Marinda stated.
"Your majesty, this commoner forced my cutie pie to ingest three doping agents simultaneously. I must punish him; it's a divine order from the holy god itself," the great mother declared.
"Cutie- what?" Grok inquired.
"Ren, cutie pie, come forward," the great mother summoned.
"Y-Yes, mother," Ren, now clad in full royal knight's armor, emerged from the crowd. He briefly glanced at Anon, memories of his torture flooding back, causing him to lower his gaze.
"You fools. He isn't an ordinary commoner. The one you're pointing your weapons at is none other than the masked gentleman who was just saving us from those zombies moments ago," Arthur spoke with a stern countenance.
A profound silence fell.
Suddenly, everyone fell into silence as they realized that Anon was the man behind the mask.
"Ah, Hahaha... I don't believe Anon has committed anything so severe as to warrant a death sentence or any form of punishment, for that matter," the great mother chimed in, her voice artificial and her smile akin to a parrot mimicking human speech.
Her tone changed when she recognized her target.
Anon gazed at the great mother, a faint smile on his lips. She hastily retracted her sword from his face.
"I-I think I shall take my leave now. Goodbye, Anon," she announced, starting to leave.
'Woo... It's good that, your majesty stopped me before my sword reached his neck or i would've been dead by now-' The great mother thought.
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Abruptly, a sickle materialized near her neck, halting her movements in an instant.
"Where are you going?" Anon demanded, his voice carrying weight.
The knights of the Denver house unsheathed their swords at once. The sight of their great mother in peril triggered an instinctive response, compelling them to draw their swords and safeguard her at any cost.
"Anon, you must reconsider. All this was a grave misunderstanding. I am willing to offer you one of my daughters as a gesture of compensation, along with a significant position in the Denver household. Your stature will be second to none but me, Everyone inside the denver house will respect your decision, no they will implement on your decision at once and you will become a 7 star noble." the great mother uttered, detecting the danger poised at her throat.
The icy touch of the metal against her skin alerted her to the fact that Anon was entirely serious this time.
'Fuck... I must take action, or he will kill me at this rate. If I perish here, what will become of my dear Ren? I wish to witness him ascend to the head of the Denver household and conquer the world with his strength. I cannot meet my end in this place,' the great mother pondered.
"Ah, Anon, I offer you two of my daughters. No, take three. Kindly spare the life of this elderly lady. Pretty please," she implored.
"You talk too much," Anon retorted, positioning another sickle near her neck.
Suddenly, Grok recalled something and began to rub his own neck in displeasure.
"Anon, retract your weapon from the great mother's throat, or you shall reap the consequences. We are prepared to lay down our lives for our great mother. You are fatigued from the preceding battle; we will eliminate you before you can act," the knight commander of the Denver house warned Anon.
In an instant, Anon vanished from his spot, reappearing behind the knight captain.
With both sickles at the captain's throat, Anon spoke...
"Nice threat but the moment for you to kill me is long gone. Have fun." Anon spoke as his eyes stared deep into the knight captain's eyes.
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In the ensuing moment, he severed the captain's neck, and the head tumbled to the ground like a sphere.
Thud
"Ow..." Derein muttered, having arrived at the scene just in time to witness the rolling head.
"Damn... He truly slew him," Grok exclaimed, observing the sheer determination to kill.
"You've killed a member of royalty, lad. Brace yourself for the consequences," Grad declared, arriving on the scene.I think you should take a look at
Anon vanished once again, resurfacing behind the great mother, sickles poised at her neck. This time, crimson-red blood trickled from the sickles onto her pristine white dress.
"I believe none here possess the skills to make me face the consequences. Or is there?" Anon inquired, smiling and scanning the surroundings.
"Oi, lad. He's about to execute your mother. Unsheath your sword, at the very least," Grok implored Ren.
In an instant, Grok noticed that Ren was already consumed by fear of Anon. Shaking from head to toe, Ren's terror was palpable.
"What a damn disappointment..." Grok mumbled, gazing at Ren with a look of disgust.
"You have no idea..." Ren whispered, his voice barely audible.
"What?" Grok inquired.
"You have no idea who he is. He is merciless. He relishes in toying with his victims, prolonging their demise. Yet, if the prey utters too much noise, he terminates them instantly," Ren murmured, his hands trembling, and sweat dotting his forehead.
"What an utter letdown, as a future family leader," Grok spat, casting a repulsed glance at Ren.
Unaware of Ren's torment, Grok couldn't fathom what Ren had endured. Had he known, his words would have been different.
Suddenly, all the knights pointed their swords at Anon, poised to charge at any moment.
Click
"You must want to survey your surroundings before acting," Anon cautioned the knights.
They swiftly turned their attention behind, discovering No.300 and a phalanx of ogres positioned there, weapons at the ready.
One call and all of the denver house goes to dust, right here and right now.
"A-Anon, please spare my life, son. I vow never to engage in such conduct again. The Denver household will forever remain indebted to you for sparing my life. We will offer you anything you desireāmoney, drugs, girls, or boys. Kindly spare my life; I implore you," the great mother conceded, recognizing that Anon was a force beyond reckoning. Irritate him, and your fate was sealed.
"Arthur...? Are we merely going to stand by and allow this?" Grok whispered into Arthur's ear.
"Yes..." Arthur responded.
"...but you are the king of this Continent. How can you permit the death of a significant noblewoman? She's one of the Seven Gems," Grok argued.
"My Seven Gems, my crown, my family, and my continentāall will be razed by lightning should I intervene now. If you wish to act, you may do so," Arthur proposed as he went silent again.
Grok fell into silence upon hearing Arthur's words.
Arthur wasn't exaggerating; he was speaking the truth.
Anon wouldn't tolerate Grok or Arthur's interference in this matter.
"I suppose I shall remain silent as well. It is your Continent, and your decision," Grok declared, stepping back and watching the scenario unfold.
"I shall spare your life. However, you must acknowledge yourself as my slave, along with your household. You will all serve under me henceforth. Do you understand, you filthy little whorr?" Anon asked as he whispered in her ears.
As these words penetrated the great mother's mind, her eyes widened in astonishment.
"W-What? Are you out of your mind? I-I lead the Denver household... I can't comply with that. Numerous individuals work in this household; I cannot simply enslave them under you," the great mother responded in a hushed voice.
"Then prepare to die. Once you're dead, all your soldiers will follow, and then comes the turn of your precious cutie pie... Ren," Anon declared, an evil grin playing on his lips.
Suddenly, something clicked in the great mother's mind, and an indescribable fear gripped her heart.
'I may risk myself, I may risk the family, but I cannot jeopardize Ren. I don't know what this monster might do to my dear Ren.'
"If I accept your terms of servitude, do you pledge to spare Ren?" the great mother inquired.
"Abstaining from harming him is asking too much, but I can endeavor not to terminate him," Anon replied.
"I require a guarantee that you won't kill him, and then I will accept your conditions," the great mother insisted.
"What are they discussing?" Grad questioned Derein.
"Well, I think they are negotiating a deal. Anon always demands a price for everything he provides, even if it's sparing your life," Derein explained.
"How do you possess such knowledge, Queen Derein?" Grad queried, a suspicious glint in his eyes.
"I can vouch for Anon's intentions. Would you like me to confirm with him ?" Derein suggested.
"N-No... I was merely joking," Grad quickly retorted.
"I don't appreciate jokes from an elderly man," Derein stated, turning her attention back to Anon.
"No assurances will be granted here, my dear. I believe you fail to grasp the situation; I am the player, and you are a pawn I manipulate. So, make up your mind swiftly, or I'll execute Ren before your eyes, followed by your entire household," Anon warned.
Anon could effortlessly hypnotize her into accepting the contract, but he refrained from doing so. He derived pleasure from witnessing others' agony and torment. Blackmailing others by exploiting their vulnerabilities was another of his predilections.
"I-I accept," the great mother finally conceded, a sorrowful expression veiling her face.
"Excellent, now we are talking right to the topic. Here is your shining slave collar." Anon remarked as the sickles vanished from his hands, and a slave collar materialized.
"What the heck...?"
"Oh, dear... Is that a slave collar?"
"What in the world does this kid intend to do?"
Everyone started talking about the scene that just unfolded before their very eyes, right now.
"Arthur, I believe this isn't right. Are you truly going to remain silent in this situation ?" Grok queried once more, his face grim.
"I offered you the opportunity to speak. Why did you not speak then ? You remained silent back then, stay silent now. As long as this ends without bloodshed, I am content," Arthur responded, a smile gracing his face as he gazed at Grok.
"Have you gone mad? He's enslaving a 7-Star royal right in front of soldiers from every kingdom," Grok protested with a tense expression.
"You fucking idiot. Who made you king ? God may have gifted you bravery, but He certainly forgot to bless you with a functioning mind, didn't He ? Otherwise, you wouldn't be mindlessly repeating yourself.
Now, maintain your silence, or I'll inform Anon that you have intention to kill him," Arthur retorted, his gaze fixed firmly on Grok.I think you should take a look at
"H-Hey... You can't do that." Grok mumbled, opting to remain silent now.
"Queen Derein, if I'm not mistaken, the scene unfolding before us is gravely amiss," Grad stated.
"Anon, King Grad here seems to take issue with your decisions. Would you care to address him?" Derein didn't hold back, swiftly reporting Grad's concerns to Anon.
"What? Do you want one of these too?" Anon inquired with a smile, raising the collar toward Grad.
"N-No, sir. Lady Derein and I may have experienced a slight misunderstanding. Please proceed," Grad replied with a smile.
'What a traitor...? She informed him right away,' Grad thought privately.
"Well, why the delay? Put it on," Anon instructed, touching the great mother's cheek with his lips.
"Y-Yes..." the great mother muttered, an expression of repulsion on her face as she took the collar from Anon's hands and began to fasten it.
Click
The moment the collar's lock clicked, a contract materialized before Anon.
"Good, welcome to the collection, great mother. You may now return and represent your household by standing before them," Anon declared.
"Y-Yes..." she replied, walking toward the Denver house soldiers and positioning herself before them, tears streaming down her face.
'Why did I ever get entangled with him? Had I known his strength, I would never have brought such troubles upon myself.
I will appoint Ren as the house leader today; it shall be his first task upon returning home. Once Ren becomes the leader, the house will belong to him, and I shall be Anon's personal slave.' The great mother strategized internally, believing this to be an ingenious plan. Little did she realize, Ren was already one of Anon's slaves.
"Now, let us have a conversation. Shall we?" Anon proposed, a smile aimed at Marinda.
"I-I'm not afraid of death. I am a proud woman and will never capitulate before a man like you. I will fight you to the death, even if it costs me my life," Marinda asserted, her wand aimed at Anon.
"Yeah, no surprise there. You're quite the feminist, huh?" Anon chuckled, a grin dancing across his features.
"Do you know what? I won't make you my slave," Anon announced.
"R-Really?" Marinda questioned, confusion etched on her face.
'Why is he doing this? There must be an ulterior motive behind his actions,' Marinda pondered.
"I think your soldiers, mainly have females in them, right ?" Anon inquired with a evil smile forming upon his face.
"What do you mean ?" Marinda asked with a very suspicious expression.
"You know, what i mean." Anon said as he looked at the army of his ogres.
"No, you can't do that." Marinda spoke as she understood what Anon was planning on doing.
"Oh, i will do it and i will do it the hard way. My ogres mainly contains of males, hungry for sex." Anon spoke.
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"If you want to fight, then fight me. Don't include my soldiers in this." Marinda shouted as she looked at Anon.
"Ohhh.... Seems like you don't believe in your soldiers huh ? I believe if women are that strong, they can protect themselves from some lowly ogres." Anon said as he gestured his hand towards the ogre army.
The ogres immediately started running towards the Witch house's female soldiers.
"Nooooo..." Marinda tried to run towards them but Anon immediately stopped her by grabbing her hand.
"Where are you going, Strong Woman ?" Anon said as he tightened his grip around Marinda's arm.
"Let me go... You fucking piece of shit. Those woman are not some toys you can play with." Marinda shouted at Anon with an angry expression.
"Oh, i can and i will play with them as i see comfortable. Let me show you. Soldiers, use them as you like." Anon ordered.
The ogres immediately started capturing the female soldiers.
"Ahhhhhh.... Save me.."
"Nooooo.... Monstersssssss"
"Madam... Save usssss....."
The female soldiers started crying out to marinda as they knew what was about to happen to them.
"No, don't do that...If you are a fucking male. Then fight me and defeat me, Anon." Marinda shouted.
"You speak too much." Anon said as he covered Marinda's mouth and used a skill...
'Cover her mouth hole with the face skin.' Anon Commanded.
[Body Modification Complete]
As sooon as anon used this skill on marinda, her Mouth immediately disappeared. After that he removed his hand.
"Mnhhhh....MMMMNNNNNNN" Marinda tried to shout but her mouth has disappeared.
"Oh no, what are you saying ?" Anon asked as he smiled at Marinda.
"Mnnnnnnnn.....bbbbbbkkkj.....mmnnnhhhhnmmmm" Marinda shouted.
'Give me back my mouth you fucking piece of shit. I will kill you if you touched my girls.' Marinda wanted to say this actually.
"Oh is that so ? Yes, i understand. It is sad that you can't give blowjobs anymore." He joked as he laughed.
"Mnhhhhhhhh...." She shouted as she continuously tried to get out of Anon's grasp.
'Let me go, you bastard.' Marinda shouted in her mind as she started slapping on Anon's hand.
"What are you , 5 ? Do you really think i will let you go if you slap me on my hand ?" Anon said as he looked at Marinda with a confused expression.
"Noooo.... Leave me."
The ogres started tearing their clothes and started fucking the female soldiers of the witch household.
"Noooo..... Don't do that.... I will do anything.... Please spare me....noooooo"
"No, No, No, Madam please save me... Please, i have a husband."
The female soldiers cried out in pain.
"Those who go against me, will face the same consequences... No matter what your standing is. So, the next time you do something, you better watch that it doesn't bothers me." Anon shouted as he looked at everyone and no one dared to look at him in the eyes, everyone just looked down.
"Innocent women are getting raped by those Monsters and you are just standing here, playing the role of a king ?" Grok spoke.
"These women are not innocent at all my friend... Each one of them has done something terrible in their lifes or they just think too highly of themselves, believing that they are above every men in this world... That's why they are in the witch household." Arthur cleared.
Listening to this Grok went silent.
"Anhhhh~ nooooo.... My pussy os breaking."
*Clap-Clap*
"Annnnnnnnhhhhh~ i am Cummmmming....'
"Oh, Yes, Yes, Yes, Your ogre dick is making my pussy cummmmm."
"Yes, FUCK FUCK FUCK, Fuck me in the ass and pussy.... At the same time."
"Oh my god... Your big cock is touching my belly button..."
"Anhhh~ why am i feeling pleasure after being raped by a monster."
After getting raped for 10 minutes the women from the witch household started enjoying it.
They were asking for more and more, one girl was being fucked by 3 ogres as the same time.
"Now, What do you want to say, Mrs. Woman ?" Anon whispered in Marinda's ears as he noticed tears coming out of her eyes.
"Oh, sorry. I forgot that your mouth has disappeared. Let me give it back." Anon said as he used his skill and gave matinda ger mouth back.
"You, fucking bastard. Take this." Marinda spoke as she immediately chanted a spell and a black circle formed in her hand.
As she was about to hit Anon, mike immediately appeared besides him and pointed his knifes at marinda.
"Try it and you will be dead before you can even say another thing." Mike said with a very deadly look in his eyes and bloodlust oozing out of his body.
Marinda immediately sensed the danger and stopped her hands.
"Hmmm...? I thought you had no fear in dying ? Why would you stop ?" Anon asked with a smile.
"You will not get away with this... You will pay, Anon Agreil." Marinda threatened with a very angry expression.
"Yes, Yes, Whatever but for now your soldiers are just lust relieving buckets for my ogres and look at those bitches, they are enjoying it." Anon said as he pointed towards the soldiers.
Marinda looked at her soldiers and noticed them moaning in pleasure, while the huge ogre dicks fucked them and they came inside their sacred wombs.
"Your soldiers are enjoying my ogre's cocks and i can bet you that if i called my ogres back now, your female soldiers will follow up. Want to see ?" Anon spoke with a smile.
"It's impossible... My soldiers are being raped. They will never take pleasure in such things." Marinda shouted in a very angry tone.
"Well, let's see. Ogres leave them and stand on that side." Anon commanded.
The ogres immediately followed Anon's orders and left the girls half-way through the sex and stood in the side, that Anon had pointed.
Suddenly the female soldiers from the witch household stood up and started walking towards the ogres as they started rubbing their worthless pussies.
"Dick... I need Dick."
"Me too... I need two dicks inside of me."
"Anhhh, me tooo... My pussy is burning."
Standing in front of Anon's ogre army they all bent down and started shaking their hips.
"Please fuck me, sir ogre."
"Sir ogre, please fuck me in the ass."
"Use me ogre baby, break me up, fill my womb up with your vigorous juices."
"Did you witness that, Marinda? Your loyal soldiers are spreading their legs in front of my ogres, look at them how they are swinging their filthy pussies and begging some monsters to fuck them.
Is that what you teach them in the witch household ?" Anon chuckled, casting a sly smile towards Marinda.
"T-This can't be real... These women haven't even touched a man in the past 10 years. How could they behave like this?" Marinda exclaimed, disbelief evident in her eyes.
She had trained these women herself to combat any man on the planet. Yet now, they were creating this debauched spectacle before everyone, utterly unconcerned about tarnishing the reputation of the Witch House or their own standing. They seemed consumed by their carnal desires.
'Yeah, like you can stop them with that. This is an easy way for me to corrupt their feeble minds even faster. Most of them are married, which means they've had sexual experiences before. They were merely on an extended hiatus after that initial encounter. But today, my ogres have reignited their dormant desires, driving them mad with lust,' Anon mused, laughter dancing in his mind as he observed the female soldiers provocatively shimmying and dancing before his ogres.
"Hahaha... This was amusing. Now, what's your decision?" Anon queried, his voice a hushed whisper near Marinda's ear.
"What do you want?" Marinda inquired, her tone laden with a sense of dejected resignation.
"Excellent, that's precisely what I aimed for. I wanted to shatter that feminist facade of yours and bring you crashing down to reality.
Now, you face two options. Either you destroy your self-esteem with your own mouth and become my slave, just as she did," Anon gestured towards the great mother who had already submitted, "or you watch as the women of your household transform into my ogre's breeding machines, just like them.
They will be fucked from day to night without any stops until they are pregnant, once pregnant they will be used to produce milk for me and get fucked at the same time.
Once their wombs become useless and they become unable to breed, they will get butchered and the ogres will eat them." Anon's finger pointed towards the female soldiers who were dancing naked for his ogres.
"So Choose, fast." An evil smile appeared on Anon's face.
"I-I choose to be a slave, provided you guarantee that your ogres won't touch any other woman from my house. I'll serve you for the rest of my life in your bed, as long as you spare the other women," Marinda's voice trembled with shame as she made her decision.
"Haha... You're mistaken. This isn't a negotiation; it's an ultimatum. You either accept slavery or not. Don't instruct me about what to do with the women of your household. Do you understand?" Anon smirked.
"Why don't you just kill me? Then you can do as you please. At least, I'd have the satisfaction of dying for my house," Marinda challenged, her gaze fixed unwaveringly on Anon.
"Luv, you've got it all wrong. You see, I can easily kill you. With just one of my fingers, I could end your life. But here's the catch: I won't do it. You know why? Because I want to see you suffer.
I want you to endure the humiliation of being used like an object. Every day, you'll come to my room, get naked as I please, and assume any pose I demand. You'll be treated like a thing, an instrument for my gratification. Once my sexual desires are sated, you'll be discarded and you will repeat this process everyday." Anon spelled out her impending fate.
"I'd rather end my life," Marinda declared, conjuring an arcane blade at her fingertip and directing it towards her neck.
"If you do that, your daughters will face the same consequences," Anon interjected, causing her hand to freeze mid-motion.
"Don't harm my girls. I'll do whatever you want, just spare my daughters," Marinda pleaded, her gaze burning with hatred for Anon.
"Oh, how touching, such maternal devotion," Anon sneered, aware that Marinda's children were her Achilles' heel. Twist that nerve, and the pain could be exquisite.I think you should take a look at
"Well, it seems you're left without much choice. Here's your crown," Anon quipped, summoning a slave collar into his grasp.
Ting
He flung the collar towards Marinda, remarking, "Put it on and recite, 'I am a debased slave, serving my master without resentment, even if he treats me like refuse. At the end of the day, I will still submit.'"
Marinda retrieved the collar from the ground and placed it around her neck. She repeated Anon's words with a profound sense of humiliation, "I-I am a debased slave, serving my master without resentment, even if he treats me like refuse. A-At the end of the day, I will still submit."
Instantaneously, a slave contract materialized before Anon.
Pfttt
A faint chuckle escaped Arthur's lips.
"Arthur, why the grin?" Grok inquired, his tone serious.
"Having treated men with disdain and filth, now she finds herself behaving the same way. Anon might appear cruel or malicious, yet he is delivering the most fitting consequences for her past transgressions.
Once, she executed a young man around 16 for accidentally brushing against her. I stood witness as his grieving mother pleaded on his behalf, and she executed her too.
Back then, I couldn't intervene, as her house wields the power of a legendary weapon. Yet, look at her nowāon the floor, wearing a slave collar, and sobbing like a wretched creature," Arthur explained, relishing the sight Anon had orchestrated.
"I think that's a wrap. I'm taking my leave now. You two should depart as well, but ensure you arrive at my abode before sundown.
You've got a real man to serve now. Is that clear?" Anon demanded in a commanding tone.
"Yes... Master," the great mother responded.
"Y-Yes, Master," Marinda echoed.
"I can't hear you, bitches. Speak louder, and this time, attach my name to 'Master,'" Anon thundered.
"YES, MASTER ANON," they both chorused.
"Good." Just as Anon began to leave, he suddenly realized that he was already at his house.
"You may leave now. This is my residence," Anon remarked, turning around.
The weather is now cleared and sun is shining brightly in the sky.
Anon is now taking a nap underneath a big tree near his house and sweet sunlight is basking through the leaves of the tree.
He is using Freya's naked ass as his pillow and kia's boobs as his eye mask. Jia is sucking his cock as he is taking a nap and cherry is massaging his hands.
In between his naps, he would eventually grab her face by wrapping his legs around her nape and force her to take it further down inside her throat.
The ogres and orcs are reconstructing the house with ghost wood and mithiril doors.
"No.098, move that plank there.... Not there you stupid orc, there." No.300 shouted.
"Oi, keep it down." Anon shouted.
"Y-Yes... Your majesty." No.300 spoke as she stopped talking loudly
Mike and his whole family is gone to royal capital to do some shopping.
'I bet his wife and his daughter will bring sexy clothes to seduce me again.' Anon thought in his mind as he suddenly bited onto kia's left nipple and started sucking it.
"Anhhh~ hey don't do that, all of a sudden," Kia shouted.
"If you shouted once more, I will take your mouth away. You are a thing behave like one bitch." Anon warned.
"Meh-Meh-Meh..." Cherry murmured as she looked at Anon and pressed his hand tightly.
*Slap* Anon immediately slapped Cherry and she rolled back.
"Ouch..." She cried out slowly and rubbed her cheeks.
"Go and prepare master a sandwich, no-use Hole," Anon spoke.
"Y-Yes... Master." Cherry spoke as stood up and walked towards the kitchen of the broken house.
"Oh, madam Cherry. Do you want something from the kitchen ?" An ogre asked her.
"Yes, the master ordered me to make him a sandwich," Cherry spoke as she continued to rub her cheek.
"Ah, okay... You can pick the items from there. Those are all of the items that we found from the inside of the kitchen, that are useful." The ogre informed.
"Yes, thank you," Cherry replied as she started moving in the direction he pointed towards.
After walking a bit she saw a basket filled with bread and vegetables.
Cherry picked up the bread from the basket and cut it into half with a blunt knife, she then put vegetables inside the loaves of bread.
After making the sandwich, she brought it back to Anon.
"M-Master your sandwich." She spoke in a very low tone.
Anon immediately raised his hand to grab the sandwich.
Cherry moved forward and placed it into Anon's hands.
Anon grabbed the sandwich and slapped it on Kia's face.
"Ouchh..." Kia spoke in a very low tone.
"Oi, cowgirl. Bite it and chew it, then transfer it into my mouth." Anon commanded.
"You can't be serious," Kia spoke with a very surprised expression.
"Do it or I will milk your breasts. Do you want to get milked while getting fucked by an ogre ?" Anon spoke.
"N-No... I am doing it." Kia replied as she did what Anon commanded her to.
*Gwak-Gwak*I think you should take a look at
Locking Gia's neck with his legs Anon again pushed her head down his cock.
"Master, would you like me to do something too ?" Freya asked.
"No bitch, you are good where you are," Anon spoke as he tapped on her ass and felt her pussy lips slightly.
"Yes, master. Thank you." Freya spoke.
"Master, would you like to eat more sandwich ?" Kia asked.
"Na, you eat it. I would like to sleep now but I can't fall asleep because of these thick boobs. I think it's time that I milk you." Anon spoke as a smile appeared on his face.
"But.. you said you won't do that if I chew the sandwich for you," Kia asked with a surprised expression.
"Yeah, not everything I say is true," Anon spoke as he summoned a glass into his hands and lifted her boob by pinching her nipple and started milking her.
"Anhhh~ please... Noooo... Don't do that. You are pinching my nipple too hard." Kia moaned as she observed that Anon is stretching her nipples too hard.
"Yeah, yeah, cowgirl. Shut the fuck up or I will directly suck them out." Anon spoke as he bit her another nipple.
"Anhhhh~ Not both of them~ Please spare my nipples master..." Kia said as she started massaging Anon's head.
Her sweet milk entered Anon's mouth directly from one nipple and half of the glass got filled from another one.
"Anhhh~ master... Please I am Cummmmming.... " She moaned as her eyes rolled up and she came on Kia's butt.
"Oww... Kia darling. Did you just come on my butt ?" Freya asked as she dipped her fingers into her pussy lips and smelled Kia's cum.
After her nipples stopped milking, Anon released them.
"Stand up and change places with gia cowgirl." Anon Commanded.
"Yes, master..." Gia spoke as she let go of Anon's rock-hard dick from her mouth and traded places with Kia.
As Kia was about to suck his cock, Anon stopped her.
"Stop, cowgirl. Switch that mouth of yours with your pussy." He commanded.
"Y-Yes," Kia said as she removed her panties and her bubbly butts jiggled.
Grabbing Anon's dick with one hand, Kia spread her pussy lips with her other hand's fingers.
After rubbing it on her pussy for some time, she finally inserted it inside her crack.
"ANHHHHH~ YES...." In one push, Anon's dick top touched her womb's back wall and giggled on her belly button.
"Master can I also have your dick in my worthless cum dumpster pussy ?" Gia asked as she started massaging Anon's hair.
"Yes, Yes... Just let her cum until she passes out and then you can throw her aside to take her spot." Anon spoke.
"Thank you. master." Gia said with a very excited expression as she moved ahead to kiss Anon on his lip but Anon immediately stopped her.
"Go and wash your mouth, before kissing me you worthless cum-dump. I don't like to taste my dick's flavor from your mouth." Anon spoke with a disgusted face.
'Hah... Life is good.' Anon thought as he looked at the tree and smiled.
'I will leave for the elf kingdom tomorrow, but tonight I will be fucking some noble milfy Bitches.' he continued to think as he started to fall asleep.
*Clap-Clap-Clap-Clap*
"Yes master, punish my worthless pussy for talking back to you and asking you questions even when I am just a thing you made for your pleasure," Kia spoke in a trance as Anon's dick kept pounding on her womb's back wall.
Inside the Denver House...
The great mother's room...
Ren sat on the sofa, his face clouded with a grim expression, gazing down in shame.
The great mother stood near the window, peering outside with a disappointed look etched on her face.
"I can't comprehend... Why do you refuse to assume leadership of the Denver Household? Wasn't this your lifelong aspiration? And now you're rejecting it?
If you take over the reins, the house won't remain under Anon's dominion," the great mother voiced, directing her gaze at Ren.
"I-I just can't be the house leader... Mother, you have to understand..." Ren's voice wavered, his legs shaking rapidly.
'Mother, how can I explain this to you? I'm also his slave, and I became one before you. If I ascend as the Denver house leader, it won't impact our status. We will still be Anon's slave and it will just damage our status even more.' Ren ruminated while nervously biting his nails.
"Sweetheart, what's the matter? You can confide in your mother. I'm here for you," the great mother offered, taking a seat beside Ren and gently holding his hand.
"Mother... It's just that... I don't feel entirely prepared for this responsibility," Ren confessed hesitantly, looking up at the great mother.
"Dear, you can't be more ready for this role. Say yes, and I'll crown you as the family leader instantly," the great mother insisted.
"No, mother. I can't lead the Denver house, and I implore you not to push me," Ren pleaded.
"Why the hesitation? What's preventing you from becoming the Denver house leader? Don't you desire to liberate our house from Anon's control?" The great mother's voice escalated as she rose from the sofa.
In that moment, Ren lost his composure, erupting, "Mother, can't you see I'm saying no for a valid reason? There must be a good reason behind my decision, right?"
"Then share that reason with me, son. I'd love to know what's stopping you from leading our house. Tell me," the great mother demanded.
"It's him."
"Who's 'him'?" She inquired, her brow furrowing in confusion.
"It's Anon; I'm his slave too," Ren admitted, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment.
An instant hush enveloped the room.
"WHAAAAATTTTT? When did this happen? When did he abduct you?" The great mother yelled, reaching out to touch Ren.
"When we participated in the Kingdom's Night Run, he captured me in the woods," Ren recounted.
"Huh...? But you won that race; you came in first during the Kingdom's Night Run," the great mother puzzled.
"That wasn't me, mother. It was Anon. He used some sort of mask to mimic me and clinch the victory.
He imprisoned me in his basement for a week with the third daughter of the Dragon House, Silk," Ren explained.
"That... Anon. How dare he lay hands on my sweet child. I'll kill himāAhhhhhhhh my head, my head, it's throbbing like mad." The great mother crumpled to her knees, clutching her head in immense pain.
"M-Mother... Are you alright?" Ren inquired.
"No, I'm not. My head's pounding; can't you see?" She snapped at Ren, her anger evident.
"Mother, you need to stop harboring ill thoughts about Anon; otherwise, this pain will persist," Ren advised.I think you should take a look at
"Okay... Okay... Anon is a fine person, I like him. He's my master," she repeated in succession as she rose from the floor.
"Becoming the Denver house leader won't alter the situation much, mother. We'll still remain subservient to him," Ren explained, helping the great mother onto the sofa.
"Damn it, he's doomed us. We're now beholden to him, and every other house is aware. They'll mock us till the end. What are we going to do?" The great mother lamented, grabbing her head.
"Mother, I don't think we have any other recourse," Ren lamented.
"No, there is an alternative," the great mother declared, gazing at Ren with newfound hope.
"What is it, mother?" Ren inquired.
"If you have a child, I can announce him as the house leader," the great mother revealed, a smile gracing her lips.
"But... I have to be married for that, andāwait, are you suggesting I marry a random girl and father a child solely to free the Denver house?" Ren questioned.
"Yes, that's my plan now, and you won't marry just anyone; she's a 6-star noblewoman from a prominent house. I'll arrange your engagement tomorrow, and the wedding will take place two days after.
I want a child who can liberate us from this enslavement," the great mother elaborated, her eyes fixed on Ren.
"Mom, I can't wed a girl I've never met. I want to marryā" Ren tried to defend himself but he failed brutally.
"Enough. You'll wed the girl of my choice and father a male child who can lead this house without being subjected to servitude. Do you comprehend? We need him darling, or do you want your children to serve under Anon too ?" the great mother asserted with a furious expression.
Initially, Ren remained silent.
"I asked you a question. Do you understand?" the great mother reiterated.
"Y-Yes... Mother. I'll wed any girl you select, but she'll remain my concubine," Ren proclaimed.
"No problem, as long as you have a child with her. I don't care what you do with her afterward. Either kill her or keep her as a concubine or sell her to a whore house; my primary concern is having a grandson, you understand ?" the great mother instructed.
"Y-Yes." Ren replied as he didn't feel very good about this idea.
'What if he made my child his slave too ?' Ren wondered in his mind.
"Very well."
Knock-knock-knock Suddenly, a knocking echoed at the door.
"Come in," the great mother permitted.
"Ma'am, your carriage is prepared for your departure to Sir Anon's residence," a soldier informed, bowing.
"Don't address him as 'Sir'," the great mother retorted, her face contorted in anger.
"A-As you wish, ma'am." The soldier spoke with a feared expression as he immediately left.
"I'll take my leave now. Take care, son." The great mother exited the room.