Chapter 222 41: Lord On Lord

*Clang!*

Raven’s enormous axe collided with the Fireplace Lord’s flaming model, the heavy sword distorted from the intense warmth, forming a burning blade that snaked and curved till its pointed tip sliced by way of the air, chopping Raven’s cheek, the sound of scorching reaching his ears.

*Slash*

The sound of Gale’s battle, accompanied by the effervescent of magma and the crackle of flames, grew to become the background music for Raven’s battle as he rushed ahead, every step making a moist squelch as the bottom beneath was tender and melting.

Raven’s axe struck ahead, adopted by a collection of chops, making a barrage of assaults, every strike sending shockwaves by way of the air and violent ripples of darkness, however the Fireplace Lord blocked them effortlessly alongside the width of his blade, flaming sparks fluttering by way of the air whereas grinning.

“Hahaha, insect lord, you’re happy with being each orc and human!? What a joke; orcs are savage beasts, and people are weak and pathetic; neither race deserves to exist. People ought to serve salamanders and orcs ought to be hunted and eradicated!”

Raven smiled wickedly, “Actually? Then clarify to me what if I’m stronger than you?”

*Bang*

Darkness billowed as Raven’s axe cluttered towards the Fireplace Lord’s blade, holding it in verify, whereas his left hand, lined in black scales, smashed the flame spirit’s crusty face.

The Fireplace Lord grunted in ache as Raven grinned, his fist coated in darkness, piercing into the molten rock shell, inflicting cracks.

“Disgusting! Die!!”

“Ghhha!”

Raven’s physique was despatched flying backwards because the flaming Lord erupted with a dome of flames, pushing him away with intense power earlier than he smashed right into a wall.

Raven spat blood whereas the Fireplace Lord laughed, “Hahaha, inferior lord, your power is first rate, however it’s nonetheless missing; the best way you imbue magic and mana is sort of a toddler who barely discovered to stroll and started to run!”

“Now, behold the true power a Lord ought to possess. Vladimas of the unbridled flame will educate you, orc!”

Your entire dungeon abruptly modified; not simply the temperature however the feeling and environment induced Raven’s pores and skin to crack and dry, and his eyes stung like miniature daggers have been poking into them.

‘This… is that this his lord’s area?’

“Area of Flames – Conflagrare mortem!”

The Fireplace Lord roared earlier than the flames condensed; Raven couldn’t even see the flames as they have been like tiny motes of mud floating by way of the air. Nevertheless, he might sense the hazard; these particles have been like miniature bombs, able to explode at any second.

“Gale, defend your self!”

Raven’s deep, distorted voice was like a monster from the darkish abyss as he rushed ahead, ignoring the flames that melted his scales and singed his fur and wings.

“Area of flames – Inferno Mortus!”

“DREAD MANTLE!”

The Fireplace Lord’s laughter boomed because the motes of flames detonated; every explosion was like an artillery shell, inflicting Raven’s imaginative and prescient to blur as he rushed ahead, blocking Gale from the blast radius, his physique lined in darkness as Gale froze, feeling the terrifying stress of Raven’s location.

“Lord Raven!!!” Gale screamed

As he tried to hurry in the direction of him, the annoying fireplace spirits and salamanders stepped ahead and despatched him flying.

“Fool, for those who can scream, battle more durable.”

Raven’s husky voice sounded as the massive explosions lastly stopped, the bloody dread lord standing with half his arm lacking, the moist squelch of blood because it dripped and evaporated earlier than touching the bottom.

“Effectively, I need to admit it burns and stings a little bit Vladimass.”

He stepped ahead as black shadowy tendrils started to twirl, entwine and kind a black arm, closing the wound and forming a raven black hand.

‘I ought to be capable to heal later, however his flames preserve melting and burning the wound, stopping regeneration… artful little dick.’

“Unimaginable… How are you continue to alive!? These flames can scale back mountains to ash, burn flesh and soften steel; you’re a hybrid, not even a lord of darkness and shadows!”

Vladimass roared as Raven laughed, “Yeah, however I’m Raven, the person who makes ladies attain the last word bliss.”

“What does that must do with power!”

“The whole lot.”

Raven grinned whereas Vladimass scoffed, “Insect, one other hit will kill you! Die!”

“No thanks.”

“Area of Flames – Conflagrare mortem!”

Numerous motes of flames condensed as soon as extra, however Raven didn’t retreat nor dodge; as a substitute, he stood nonetheless, watching Vladimass snort and boast.

“It will incinerate your physique past ashes and go away nothing however bones! Die, hybrid Lord of dread!”

Vladimas known as Raven by his title, though the phrase hybrid was discriminatory.

Raven might solely smile as his flesh, muscular tissues, bones, and organs swelled with the pink aura, bulging and tightening as his veins throbbed, inflicting his blood and mana to surge.

‘If I did not have these ladies, all of them who let me take pleasure in their aura sharing each side of their physique and thoughts, I would die to this clown.’

Closing his eyes, he remembered the texture of Zeon’s tender scales, her fire-resistant physique that swayed and snaked within the night time, earlier than the quick, passionate night time with Eva, her crimson pores and skin, born within the depths of hell the place flames and warmth are the pure state.noVe-Lb-In

His physique was wrapped in a black mantle and slowly fluctuating in color… generally resembling dragon scales, others making his pores and skin look like a satan or the glint of a black fox’s tail.

“Area of flames – Inferno Mortus!”

⟪Raven Lord’s Arts⟫

— Dreadful Mantle of Bliss.

In contrast to earlier than, Raven’s physique abruptly vanished as Vladimas unleashed one other lethal assault.

The motes of flames exploded, however Raven was not there, inflicting Vladimass to roar angrily, “The place are you!? Lord of dread, present your self!”

“Hey, why are you not calling me hybrid or inferior?”

A mild voice sounded beside the large’s head because it turned to be greeted by a devastating fist wrapped in pink flesh and sharp scales punching its ugly mug.

*Crack*

Raven’s fist cracked Vladimass’s rocky face, inflicting fissures earlier than he punched time and again, laughing excitedly whereas the salamanders and flame spirits trembled in worry.

He wrapped across the enormous monster’s head, repeatedly hammering, smashing, and crushing his rocky face till Vladimass roared in anger, feeling his head and thoughts tremble from the brutal impression of Raven’s shadowy hand.

“Disgusting insect lord of dread!!!”

He spun violently, attempting to shake Raven off because the male laughed, spinning round as effectively, utilizing the centrifugal power to extend the damaging energy of his fists earlier than slamming them into Vladimass’s ugly mug repeatedly.

Raven knew he was not robust sufficient to shatter this Lord’s area and physique; nonetheless, his flesh and blood…

That was totally different!

Raven cackled madly as Vladimass’s rocky face started to crack, bleed, and shatter below the repeated strikes, the salamanders and flame spirits frozen in terror on the scene of their Lord, one which dominated over them for aeons, being crushed mindless, unable to get the creature off his physique, Raven’s hooves have been lodged so deep contained in the Lord of fireplace, flames and magma started to fust them to the stone and rock.

“FUCK YEAH! That is my Lord, beat the fuckers to demise, screw fancy magic!” Gale’s voice echoed within the cave as he slaughtered the monsters along with his multi-weapon assault.

Raven beat Vladimass ruthlessly because the male ultimately collapsed, kneeling whereas Raven laughed, “Drained already?”

“Filthy insect lord of dread… you… how…”

Raven smiled wickedly as his physique returned to its humanoid orc kind; he was additionally exhausted, however after many nights preventing greater than seven or eight ladies into submission, his means to behave advantageous, able to battle extra, was impeccable.

The mantle that danced round his flesh was not pure black, with the pink of Eva, inexperienced of Emily and white scales of Zeon; small indicators of all his ladies have been seen, however how might the drained, half-dead Vladimass know this?

All he noticed was Raven’s conceited, assured, smiling face as he spoke arrogantly, “I advised you, Vladimass, I’m Raven, the person who makes ladies attain bliss; I’m proud to be each orc and human, and my title is Dread!”

Raven stomped Vladimass’s head, inflicting the male’s head to break down and explode, trembling as Raven grabbed Vladimass’s soul, squeezing it in his fingers as his cultivation started to soak up the facility of the flame lord.

The act induced the salamanders and flame spirits to break down, their our bodies turning into ash, and the dungeon started to shudder and tremble, falling aside.

“Effectively.. thanks, Vladimass. I realised, as soon as once more, the significance of the ladies who help me and the way deepening our bonds is significant due to you.”

“Lord! You stomped his head!? A Lord of fireplace… no weapon… your foot?” Gale stared at Raven dumbfounded; he was in awe, observing his Lord like a deity, his physique soaked in blood and wounds healed however his garments torn to shreds, exposing his bare almond physique.

“Rattling, it is outsized…” Gale muttered jealously.

“Lord Raven!!!” Adam appeared pale and sweaty as Shirone known as out from behind him, “Grasp, this dungeon is collapsing; we should always go away… enormous…”

Raven was fortunate; he did not suppose in any other case. As they started to depart the dungeon, he observed enormous quantities of aura have been being sucked from the dungeon and all the fireplace lords’ creatures and started to flood his knights, alongside along with his personal physique.

‘Is that this how they develop in energy and rank? If that’s the case, I’ll destroy all who stand in our approach.’

His proper hand, now with a slight flicker of flames and embers of fireplace scattering from his fingertips and almond flesh.

‘I additionally gained the aspect of fireplace from this man?’

He regarded on the distant Juniper leaping in her humanoid kind, letting her huge melons of sentimental justice bounce wildly, her eyes all taking a look at him with out leaving his physique as soon as.

Beside her have been the opposite knights, all trying drained and filled with wounds from the fight that doubtless took half exterior.

Seeing all of them working collectively, Raven felt one thing tickle his chest, and one thing he at all times wished to attempt with buddies and coworkers flashed in his thoughts as he spoke out.

“Hey guys… shall now we have a little bit gathering tonight?”

“Hmmm?”

“Like, to coach?”

“No, let’s get some fried hen, pizza, and beer and spend the night time on the citadel.”

“Hah!?”

“Huh!?”

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All of them checked out him unusually, however all did not appear to hate the concept, as in some way Shirone already held his telephone and started to order issues on Ober consuming.

Watching all of them act regular felt a little bit jarring for him. He felt like none of them might see the aura that flooded into their our bodies consistently after killing the Lord of Fireplace.

That was till Persha’s physique hugged him from behind, gently wrapping her arms round his chest, inflicting Juniper and Shirone to pout as her tender lips touched his ear, evenly whispering.

“Lord, thanks for letting us all change into stronger. This aura move is past many years of coaching and preventing; how can we repay you?”