It was a silver ring.
The silver formed two dragon claws that held an emerald gem in the middle. It was beautiful and, more importantly, given to him by Rigrit.
Handing it to Trixie caused Gazef great pain, but surely his teacher would understand. Defeating a Skeletal Dragon is hard enough, but with so many magic casters by its side, it's impossible for him.
So he let go of it.
Seeing what a skilled magic caster could do with it was incredible. He knew the ring was powerful, but this goes beyond that.
The ring glowed in Trixie's hand seeing it shine, the Ring slowly morphing and melting into Trixie's hand making the hand glow with a holy aura, seeing its power being used brought peace to his heart. The dazzling light blinded their opponents. He saw Trixie slowly lift her hand as a spell circle spun.
Seeing Trixie prepare, he stepped in front, ready to protect her and her ultimate attack.
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Trixie looked at the ring that Gazef handed her and smiled. It was entirely unique. She knew nothing about it. She knew what it did. Earlier, on their trip to E-Rantel, she asked Gazef what it did, but holding it she could tell it could work on her boosting her past level 100. This needs to be researched.
There were certain abilities or skills they couldn't use because they drained xp if this can prevent that, it would be a massive buff for Nazarick. Trixie would need to make a better version, and she can't wait to get started.
She cast an illusion, hiding her body and showing a display of herself preparing a spell.
The grin broke through and emerged onto her face. The ring presented many new opportunities, all new magics for her to learn or and discover. This is the first step to get the power to cross worlds. To fulfil her Lord and lover's wish.
Laughing at Gazef, who protected an illusion, she felt elated. So many possibilities in her palm. But she put the ring away; it wasn't time.
Holding out her palm, a white magic circle formed. She and her illusion said very different things.
"[Maximise Magic - Astral Smite]" Trixie said, however she made the illusion have a little more showmanship for everyone.
Let this ring's power be mine,
To end the reign of bone and death,
Let my wrath be divine,
To end this with a single breath.
The Illusion said, twirling around and holding out her dazzling hand until it became a giant spell circle. A giant pillar of white light engulfed the dragon and casters. The sight astonished everyone. The Skeletal dragon, believed to be immune to magic, completely obliterated by a single spell before their eyes.
The moment the light stopped, the undead got weaker, like they were at the start of the battle. The adventures destroyed the undead with ease. Roaring with hope, adventures, soldiers and mercenaries charged forwards the undead unable to stop them as their numbers fell one by one.
With the casters gone, the Skeletal Dragon Narberal was facing, no longer healed. Flying around the dragon, she battered it as the adventures kept it distracted and took their own shots. It was long before she slammed its head into the ground, cracking its skull open, killing the dragon.
Narberal stood on top of the dead dragon, getting cheers from everyone. She didn't change expression once, looking at the fools.
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Momonga's sword met Jaldabaoth's claws, showing his battle skill, his movements adapted, becoming more fluid. Twisting round Jaldabaoth's overextending attack, he slashed the demon's back making him scream.
He flew into the air launching balls of hellfire. One brave or stupid adventure tried to join in the fight only to get hit and turn into nothing, the crowd that gathered around the fight as the undead were becoming less frequent, Gulped seeing a man turn to nothing and all took a step back.
Running his sword trailing behind him making a line in the ground despite not touching it. The Sword glowed a bright yellow; the crowd looking at it, remembering the sunrise on a new day.
"[Raising Dawn]" Momonga shouted, leaping up a yellow glow following him as he slashed every fireball in his way before getting an upward slash on the demon who screamed.
Going up just past the demon, Momonga held his sword overhead. It glowed an orangish red, making everyone remember the sunset that started this night.
"[Falling Dusk]" the downwards slash sent the Demon flying into the ground, making an enormous cloud of dust. Momonga landed beside it, waiting for it to clear. Everyone held their breath, hoping to see a defeated demon.
But he was still standing, not as straight as when he arrived, but on his feet. The mask still mocked them as the demon looked around it, turning around his gaze, inspiring fear in everyone. Stopping at Momonga, who was ready to fight.
"This isn't over." Jaldabaoth said simply flames completely engulfed him for a second before dying out, showing he disappeared.
Everyone looked shocked before looking at Momonga, who, in response, raised his sword.
"We defeated the demon, we saved this city and we are victorious!" Momonga shouted, getting cheers from all around him, everyone waving their weapons in the air. The adrenaline now fading from some people as they sat on the dirt, others crying while some hugged their friends tight.
This went on for a while. Trixie and Narberal walked over to him as Gazef and many others thanked them. Everyone went quiet as the Guild Master walked forwards. He wore a suit of armour that was scratched and a trail of blood died up on his cheek.
Someone ran behind him and handed him something. He gave them a nod before walking forwards.
"Team Darkness, today you showed strength, valour and the ability to fight against all odds for those in need. That's why I don't think anyone will object when I present you with these." Pluton held up three adamantite plates, handing them over to Momonga, Trixie, and Narberal.
"I, humbly welcome, Team Darkness to the highest rank, Adamantite!" Pluton cheered, which made everyone who quieted down roar again.
"Now let's get out of this dreary cemetery. The staff have prepared a feast at the guildhall." And everyone went running. Even those who collapsed saying they can't move anymore miraculously got up and ran at the sound of food.
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In the guildhall spirits were high, he was sure that tomorrow everyone will be sombre mourning those they've lost, but now they just wanted to celebrate after a long battle.
Alcohol and food went flying, people were getting stuffed and drunk, bragging about how fierce they were. Trixie was on top of a table, a whole crowd around her listening to her tell the tale of defeating the terrible magic casters and the horrifying Skeletal Dragon.
Gazef sat with Pluton as they shared a drink. Everyone else is either talking, laughing or passing out.
Momonga looked from up above honestly, feeling a little tired of socialising after spending hours talking to people. Narberal stood by his side. He pulled her in close, letting her lean on him.
"Lord Momonga," a quiet voice said behind them. Clementine walked in with everyone else standing out since people saw her fight with Trixie and Gazef, but still pretending to be an adventurer.
"Clementine, are you prepared for your next mission?" Momonga asked, looking at the blonde girl with a perpetual smirk.
"Yes. Of course, however I'll be away for a while, so I came to say my goodbyes." She said, her face down.
Momonga could feel the lust coming off her, looking around. No one was coming up. Reaching out his hand, Clementine took it as he led her to a room, shutting the door that Narberal stood outside to make sure no one interrupted.
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Dragging Clementine into a side room, she immediately kneeled as he pulled out his dick, slapping it on top of her face. She looked at it, mouth open, before grasping it in her bare palm, slowly stroking it.
Pulling her head back, she licked the tip of his dick, her tongue swirling around it. She gave a light giggle before placing her lips on the tip and giving it a featherlight kiss. She kissed it again and again. Her kisses grew in intensity. Eventually she opened her mouth, letting saliva pour on his cock.
Unlatching a strap on her back, her metal breastplate fell, showing off her perky medium sized breasts. She brought them up, taking the middle of the shaft between her soft melons while she put the rest in her mouth and sucked while looking up at him.
She rubbed her breasts. The supple orbs combined with her amazing oral skills felt like pure ecstasy. The way her tongue rolled around his tip while in the warmth of her mouth made him want to grab her head and slam into it, but he didn't want to lose the sensation of her breasts.
They kept going like that for a while, Momonga enjoying every bit and Clementine getting wet feeling something leak onto her thigh. She sped up, her breasts rubbing the shaft faster, and she was bobbing her head onto his cock as far as she could. Momonga's hand went to her head, holding it in place as he finished inside her mouth, Clementine drinking his seed.
Getting up, she took off her metal skirt and swayed to the wall, her ass jiggling with every step. Placing one hand on the wall, she bent over, using the other hand to move the panties to the side, revealing her dripping wet pussy. Looking back at him, she gave him a little smirk as she watched him get closer.
Placing a hand on her ass, Momonga gave it a light smack, appreciating the way it jiggled, before sinking his fingers into it. Playing with it roughly, he got a slight moan out of her smirking red face. Stepping in closer, he lined up his cock, rubbing along her pussy, teasing her.
With one thrust his dick reached deep inside of her, going to unexplored areas and stretching them out. A giant moan left her mouth as she felt herself stretch and the tip of his cock kiss her womb. He held that position for a moment, letting his lover get used to his dick, before he started thrusting.
Each time he thrust, he could see her ass jiggle with his movements and her back started arching back. Seeing her hand slipping down, he grabbed her by the waist and held her up, putting both hands under her legs as he thrusted his dick. The new angle increased Clementine's pleasure even more. Her pussy squeezed his dick as she came, her wet moans reaching Momonga's ears.
Using his arms, he lifted her up and down, slamming her on his dick, walking with a moaning Clementine bouncing on his cock. He put her down on a desk, her back meeting wood. Pulling out of her, he realigned himself and trusted back in this time, seeing her face contorted in pleasure.
His fingers interlocked with hers, they held hands as he started moving.
Her breasts bounced with her body and every thrust. Going faster, he felt her tighten again and she let out a half squeal, half moan, but didn't stop his rapid pace, his dick reaching her womb with every thrust, before he pulled out, releasing his seed all over her body.
Her stomach, breasts and even face covered, she gave him a dopey smile and enjoyed the afterglow of their orgasms.