Chapter 222 41: Lord On Lord

Chapter 222 41: Lord On Lord

*Clang!*

Raven's huge axe collided with the Fire Lord's flaming brand, the heavy sword distorted from the extreme heat, forming a burning blade that snaked and curved until its pointed tip sliced through the air, cutting Raven's cheek, the sound of sizzling reaching his ears.

*Slash*

The sound of Gale's battle, accompanied by the bubbling of magma and the crackle of flames, became the background music for Raven's battle as he rushed forward, each step creating a wet squelch as the ground beneath was soft and melting.

Raven's axe struck forward, followed by a series of chops, creating a barrage of attacks, each strike sending shockwaves through the air and violent ripples of darkness, but the Fire Lord blocked them effortlessly along the width of his blade, flaming sparks fluttering through the air while grinning.

"Hahaha, insect lord, you are proud of being both orc and human!? What a joke; orcs are savage beasts, and humans are weak and pathetic; neither race deserves to exist. Humans should serve salamanders and orcs should be hunted and eradicated!"

Raven smiled wickedly, "Really? Then explain to me what if I am stronger than you?"

*Bang*

Darkness billowed as Raven's axe cluttered against the Fire Lord's blade, holding it in check, while his left hand, covered in black scales, smashed the flame spirit's crusty face.

The Fire Lord grunted in pain as Raven grinned, his fist coated in darkness, piercing into the molten rock shell, causing cracks.

"Disgusting! Die!!"

"Ghhha!"

Raven's body was sent flying backwards as the flaming Lord erupted with a dome of flames, pushing him away with intense force before he smashed into a wall.

Raven spat blood while the Fire Lord laughed, "Hahaha, inferior lord, your strength is decent, but it is still lacking; the way you imbue magic and mana is like a toddler who barely learned to walk and began to run!"

"Now, behold the true strength a Lord should possess. Vladimas of the unbridled flame will teach you, orc!"

The entire dungeon suddenly changed; not just the temperature but the feeling and atmosphere caused Raven's skin to crack and dry, and his eyes stung like miniature daggers were poking into them.

'This... is this his lord's domain?'

"Domain of Flames - Conflagrare mortem!"

The Fire Lord roared before the flames condensed; Raven could not even see the flames as they were like tiny motes of dust floating through the air. However, he could sense the danger; these particles were like miniature bombs, ready to explode at any moment.

"Gale, defend yourself!"

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

"Domain of flames - Inferno Mortus!"

"DREAD MANTLE!"

The Fire Lord's laughter boomed as the motes of flames detonated; each explosion was like an artillery shell, causing Raven's vision to blur as he rushed forward, blocking Gale from the blast radius, his body covered in darkness as Gale froze, feeling the terrifying pressure of Raven's location.

"Lord Raven!!!" Gale screamed

As he tried to rush towards him, the annoying fire spirits and salamanders stepped forward and sent him flying.

"Idiot, if you can scream, fight harder."

Raven's husky voice sounded as the huge explosions finally stopped, the bloody dread lord standing with half his arm missing, the wet squelch of blood as it dripped and evaporated before touching the ground.

"Well, I must admit it burns and stings a little Vladimass."

He stepped forward as black shadowy tendrils began to twirl, entwine and form a black arm, closing the wound and forming a raven black hand.

'I should be able to heal later, but his flames keep melting and burning the wound, stopping regeneration... crafty little dick.'

"Impossible... How are you still alive!? Those flames can reduce mountains to ash, burn flesh and melt metal; you are a hybrid, not even a lord of darkness and shadows!"

Vladimass roared as Raven laughed, "Yeah, but I am Raven, the man who makes women reach the ultimate bliss."

"What does that have to do with strength!"

"Everything."

Raven grinned while Vladimass scoffed, "Insect, another hit will kill you! Die!"

"No thanks."

"Domain of Flames - Conflagrare mortem!"

Countless motes of flames condensed once more, but Raven did not retreat nor dodge; instead, he stood still, watching Vladimass laugh and boast.

"This will incinerate your body beyond ashes and leave nothing but bones! Die, hybrid Lord of dread!"

Vladimas called Raven by his title, although the word hybrid was discriminatory.

Raven could only smile as his flesh, muscles, bones, and organs swelled with the pink aura, bulging and tightening as his veins throbbed, causing his blood and mana to surge.

'If I didn't have those women, all of them who let me enjoy their aura sharing every aspect of their body and mind, I might die to this clown.'

Closing his eyes, he remembered the feel of Zeon's soft scales, her fire-resistant body that swayed and snaked in the night, before the short, passionate night with Eva, her crimson skin, born in the depths of hell where flames and heat are the natural state.noVe-Lb-In

His body was wrapped in a black mantle and slowly fluctuating in colour... sometimes resembling dragon scales, others making his skin seem like a devil or the flicker of a black fox's tail.

"Domain of flames - Inferno Mortus!"

⟪Raven Lord's Arts⟫

— Dreadful Mantle of Bliss.

Unlike before, Raven's body suddenly vanished as Vladimas unleashed another deadly attack.

The motes of flames exploded, but Raven was not there, causing Vladimass to roar angrily, "Where are you!? Lord of dread, show yourself!"

"Hey, why are you no longer calling me hybrid or inferior?"

A gentle voice sounded beside the giant's head as it turned to be greeted by a devastating fist wrapped in red flesh and sharp scales punching its ugly mug.

*Crack*

Raven's fist cracked Vladimass's rocky face, causing fissures before he punched again and again, laughing excitedly while the salamanders and flame spirits trembled in fear.

He wrapped around the huge monster's head, repeatedly hammering, smashing, and crushing his rocky face until Vladimass roared in anger, feeling his head and mind tremble from the brutal impact of Raven's shadowy hand.

"Disgusting insect lord of dread!!!"

He spun violently, trying to shake Raven off as the male laughed, spinning around as well, using the centrifugal force to increase the destructive power of his fists before slamming them into Vladimass's ugly mug repeatedly.

Raven knew he was not strong enough to shatter this Lord's domain and body; however, his flesh and blood...

That was different!

Raven cackled madly as Vladimass's rocky face began to crack, bleed, and shatter under the repeated strikes, the salamanders and flame spirits frozen in terror at the scene of their Lord, one that ruled over them for aeons, being beaten senseless, unable to get the creature off his body, Raven's hooves were lodged so deep inside the Lord of fire, flames and magma began to fust them to the stone and rock.

"FUCK YEAH! That's my Lord, beat the fuckers to death, screw fancy magic!" Gale's voice echoed in the cave as he slaughtered the monsters with his multi-weapon assault.

Raven beat Vladimass ruthlessly as the male eventually collapsed, kneeling while Raven laughed, "Tired already?"

"Filthy insect lord of dread... you... how..."

Raven smiled wickedly as his body returned to its humanoid orc form; he was also exhausted, but after many nights fighting more than seven or eight women into submission, his ability to act fine, ready to fight more, was impeccable.

The mantle that danced around his flesh was no longer pure black, with the red of Eva, green of Emily and white scales of Zeon; small signs of all his women were visible, but how could the tired, half-dead Vladimass know this?

All he saw was Raven's arrogant, confident, smiling face as he spoke arrogantly, "I told you, Vladimass, I am Raven, the man who makes women reach bliss; I am proud to be both orc and human, and my title is Dread!"

Raven stomped Vladimass's head, causing the male's head to collapse and explode, trembling as Raven grabbed Vladimass's soul, squeezing it in his hands as his cultivation began to absorb the power of the flame lord.

The act caused the salamanders and flame spirits to collapse, their bodies turning into ash, and the dungeon began to shudder and tremble, falling apart.

"Well.. thanks, Vladimass. I realised, once again, the importance of the women who support me and how deepening our bonds is vital thanks to you."

"Lord! You stomped his head!? A Lord of fire... no weapon... your foot?" Gale stared at Raven dumbfounded; he was in awe, staring at his Lord like a deity, his body soaked in blood and wounds healed but his clothes torn to shreds, exposing his naked almond body.

"Damn, it's oversized..." Gale muttered jealously.

"Lord Raven!!!" Adam appeared pale and sweaty as Shirone called out from behind him, "Master, this dungeon is collapsing; we should leave... huge..."

Raven was lucky; he didn't think otherwise. As they began to leave the dungeon, he noticed huge amounts of aura were being sucked from the dungeon and all the fire lords' creatures and began to flood his knights, along with his own body.

'Is this how they grow in power and rank? If so, I will destroy all who stand in our way.'

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

'I also gained the element of fire from this guy?'

He looked at the distant Juniper jumping in her humanoid form, letting her massive melons of soft justice bounce wildly, her eyes all looking at him without leaving his body once.

Beside her were the other knights, all looking tired and full of wounds from the combat that likely took part outside.

Seeing them all working together, Raven felt something tickle his chest, and something he always wanted to try with friends and coworkers flashed in his mind as he spoke out.

"Hey guys... shall we have a little gathering tonight?"

"Hmmm?"

"Like, to train?"

"No, let's get some fried chicken, pizza, and beer and spend the night at the castle."

"Hah!?"

"Huh!?"

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They all looked at him strangely, but all didn't seem to hate the idea, as somehow Shirone already held his phone and began to order things on Ober eating.

Watching them all act normal felt a little jarring for him. He felt like none of them could see the aura that flooded into their bodies constantly after killing the Lord of Fire.

That was until Persha's body hugged him from behind, gently wrapping her arms around his chest, causing Juniper and Shirone to pout as her soft lips touched his ear, lightly whispering.

"Lord, thank you for letting us all become stronger. This aura flow is beyond decades of training and fighting; how can we repay you?"