The group exited the solarium, stepping into a vast field of silver flowers shaped like spider lilies and the sky was pitch black, making the silver flower shine in the dark.
Sorrel cheerfully created a magical gate, its aura shimmering in purple. From it emerged a giant black scorpion, an intimidating sight.
The scorpion's claws were crafted from blue-purple crystal, making them incredibly hard and unbreakable.
Its tail was tipped with a massive diamond capable of destroying anything it struck.
The children's expressions varied between amazement and fear, though most were in awe, having never seen such a creature before.
"This monster originates from the 10th floor of the desert area. It's an elite species that lives in solitude within underground caves," Sorrel explained.
"This is my creation! I made it with love!" she exclaimed, hugging the scorpion's head affectionately.
"But this one is a failed experiment. Usually, it can shoot crystals from its tail, but this one can't," Ashtarot added.
"Since it would be a waste to discard it, Lady Sorrel usually tries to transform it into another sub-species or a chimera," he continued.
The children responded in unison, "Ohhhh..." Their eyes sparkled with curiosity, especially at the mention of chimeras. They were eager to learn about the process.
While Sorrel covered her mouth, her face was reddened and she rubbed her tight together because she was getting hornier.
'Ahhh~ I wanted to touch him! I want him to touch me! If I do my best, he will definitely give me a head pat!'
"Lady Sorrel, please do your best!"
"I want to see a chimera!"
The children's cheers filled the air, encouraging Sorrel, who felt motivated by their enthusiasm and Ashtarot's approving gaze.
Sorrel cleared her throat and commanded, "Argent, fetch me some human arms and heads."
The field of silver flowers, known as Argent, responded by swaying as if moved by an invisible wind. Suddenly, black matter emerged from the ground, bringing forth severed arms and heads, including those of infants.
Sorrel picked up one of the heads and showed it to the children. "I've been thinking about combining humans with monsters to create something as elegant as possible," she said, kneeling slightly to pick one of the flowers.
"Watch closely, kids. This is how elite monsters are made. Most of them are handcrafted to ensure their quality."
Ashtarot explained with pride. Creating beings from scratch and 'playing God' was an immense ego boost and a source of pride for him.
The children, now mostly terrified by the sight of the heads, instinctively touched their necks, fearing they might be used as materials for future chimeras.
'Ashtarot so hoootttttt~' Sorrel thought, 'I want to lick him!' her mind became a little bit crazy thinking about it.
But she needs to focus now and do her best to make him proud. She needs his validation.
With the flower stalk, she began sewing the heads to the bodies. The stalk produced a thread-like substance that held everything together.
"Look, children, the stalk thread can seamlessly link the two bodies, making it an integral part of the monster and even adding new skills."
Ashtarot smirked, his dead red eyes staring at the children, causing them to step back in fear.
He knelt and placed his index finger on his lips. "You should know that we use the bodies of naughty children to make chimeras. So be good, and you won't end up like that."
He whispered this ominously and pointed at the six heads that had already merged with the scorpion, their cries echoing like those of real children.
The children's faces turned pale. Some shivered and cried, hugging each other and wishing they could go home, no longer wanting to see the chimera.
Ashtarot grinned, enjoying the children's terror. Their cries were like a symphony to him, improving his mood.
Sorrel, busy with the scorpion, glanced over at the crying children and noticed Ashtarot's sadistic grin.
"Nghhhh..." she moaned, couldn't stand it anymore. 'Oh no, I'm cumming.' her body shivered with pleasure and she come a little.
Sorrel put her hands on her head, her iris in the form of love as she screamed inwardly, 'AHHH IT ASHTAROT FAULT! I CUM IN FRONT OF THE CHILDREN!'
'Ashtarot look at me, please! I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE UOU I LOVE YOU!!!' Sorrel repeated it in her mind like a mantra staring intensely at Ashtarot, manifesting that someday it would happen.
She was busy with her thoughts until she heard Ashtarot calling her name.
"Lady Sorrel, are you done with it?"
"YES! YES! I'M!" Sorrel said excitedly, 'I'm done with cumming,' she continue inside her mind.
Sorrel proudly displayed her masterpiece. The heads had merged with the body, with at least two heads fused into one, creating multiple faces on each side. There were six in total on the scorpion's body.
The arms had been integrated into the sides of its long tail, resembling additional legs. With twenty-four arms in total, it now looked more like a centipede.
"Do you want me to show you how their new bodies function?" Sorrel asked, approaching the children with a sweet smile.
Despite her smile, the children were terrified, especially by her "masterpiece." The crying baby heads made the creation even more horrifying.
They shook their heads vigorously, but Sorrel misinterpreted their reaction.
"Alright, I'll show you, then."
Argent brought out another monster, this one an armored ogre ready to fight. The scorpion's baby heads cried loudly, causing the ogre to freeze in place, paralyzed by the sound.
The new arms then moved, stretching out at least three meters to grab the ogre, tearing it into pieces.
Blood splattered everywhere, even onto the children's faces. They started fainting and wailing again, especially the ogre children, who were utterly terrified and devastated.
"UAAAAA!!!"
"MOMMYYYYY!!!!"
"I WANT TO GO HOME!!!"
"NOOOO!!! THE OGRE!!!"
They screamed and cried in unison.
"That's another masterpiece, Lady Sorrel," Ashtarot said, clapping proudly.
While Sorrel's body shivered and squirmed. She was so happy, it felt like a dream. After that, she fainted because she couldn't handle the praise from Ashtarot.