Chapter 639 Rey's Takeover [Pt 1]

Chapter 639 Rey's Takeover [Pt 1]

It only took one second.

All of the Elders who flapped their gums and opened their lips to utter words filled with bitterness and harshness—without exception—fell to the ground in that single moment.

"AAAAAAAANNNNNNGGGG!!!"

They jointly moaned as their weakened knees found their way to the surface that they stepped on. No longer could they form coherent words, or offer any scowl of resistance to the man who stood before them.

An invisible force was making them submit; and they did so with full satisfaction.

Gratiana, who was already kneeling, bowed her head as she felt herself reaching the pleasure that was denied her earlier.

She thanked the benevolent one who was still beside her as she felt herself climax.

She wasn't the only one, though.

One after the other, the Elves made absurd sounds, filling the sacred hall with noises that should never be associated with it. They all shivered, and in only a few more moments... they all began to experience the same high that Gratiana experienced.

"Y-you..." The High Elder was the only one who was still sane after all that pleasure, and while her face was beet red and her heart raced like crazy, she still managed to utter words.

However, all of that changed when Rey took a single step forward.

"Uguooooo!" She let out strange noises and collapsed with everyone else. Expploore uptodate stories at novelhall.com

As the oldest in the room, she had been in the Oracle's presence more times than every other Elf. However, it had been so long since she was called to their sanctuary that she had forgotten how it felt.

But now, all of it came to her like a fresh memory.

It almost felt like the very first time—the high and the pleasure at once—and that was more than enough to make her lose the final vestiges of her composure.

'If this Oracle exists, and is real among the Elves... it's only a matter of time before we meet.'

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[The Next Day]

The morning sun hung in the air, shining its brilliant ray on the colorful and lush lands of the Elven Community. Silence usually started the mornings of the Elves—a certain serenity that had become a ritual.

On this particular day, however, such decorum was not observed.

Several footsteps echoed within the community as they all trailed behind a certain man. All of the hundreds of thousands of Elves within the community were walking behind him—though keeping a considerable distance from him—as he walked behind the Esteemed Elders who were guiding him somewhere.

A look of reverence and admiration filled their faces as the procession continued in full swing. Murmurs danced across the ears of the several Elves as they leaked out hushed whispers about the man who walked before them.

They knew who he was—and where he was going.

Rey Skylar was no mere human, so none of them shot him a look of contempt. The first time they laid eyes on him, they had made that fatal mistake.

But no more.

Their eyes were now open, and they could see him for the amazing being that he was.

'This went easier than I expected...' Rey, being the center of all this attention, thought to himself as he kept his gaze forward and maintained his steady steps.

'Controlling the Esteemed Elders is one thing, but everyone else? Do I really smell that good to these people?'

Earlier that day, an announcement had been made to the Elves about Rey's status, and by spreading his scent to the Elves, he was able to display his authority over them. 'They all practically worship me at this point.' He laughed to himself, noticing the looks of admiration he received from all angles.

While he still felt somewhat guilty for using such a method, he didn't think much of it. He was very desperate, and he would do whatever it took to achieve his goals.

'I'll just try to get things over with as soon as I can.'