Morgana: The Mother Of All-Chapter 260: Vs The Shattered Lust (1)

[The Shattered Lust]

[Type: Rank-C Dungeon Boss.

Health: 1 million

Level: 110]

"One million fucking health points, are you freaking serious!" A dry, nervous chuckle escaped my throat, cold sweat trailing down my brow as I stared at the system window of the stone boss in front.

The moment the notification flashed before my eyes, the massive throne room trembled. The murky blue fog swirled violently, coalescing around the statue. The air grew dense and thick with an overwhelming pressure that sent shivers down my spine. The once lifeless stone began to crack, deep fissures forming across its surface as if something inside was struggling to break free.

Then, with an ear-piercing shriek, the statue's old outer layer shattered.

Chunks of stone exploded outward, revealing a towering, monstrous figure beneath. The wings, once rigid and still, now flexed with eerie grace, their feathery texture corrupted by pulsating dark-purple energy. The two faces twisted, morphing into grotesque expressions that seemed to convey endless pleasure and unending sorrow simultaneously. The massive sword in its grasp dripped with a strange, glistening fluid that shimmered under the dim light of the cavern.

[The Shattered Lust awakens.]

"Morgana... this thing is strong. We need a plan." Soraka took a step back, her grip tightening around her hammer.

"Plan?" I scoffed, rolling my shoulders, feeling the residual pain from my recent sacrifices still lingering. "The plan is simple—survive and break this thing before it breaks us."

'Or fuck it before it fucks us,' I thought, staring at the thirty-foot statue and the monstrous thing between his legs.

An eye-watering colossal cock.

A pulsating, vein-covered monstrosity. The stink of sex and semen was already palpable, and if not for my divine body and unique constitution, or simply because I got used to the smell of sex, just breathing that musky scent would have been enough to drive me over the edge and leave me a slobbering wreck.

This was the cock of a god or rather the broken manifestation of one. It reeked of power and desire. A thick, sticky, purple liquid trickled down its shaft.

It was mesmerizingly disgusting.

"Kiii...Ughhh! Ahhh!"

The Shattered Lust roared, its voice a cacophony of pleasure and pain that reverberated through the cavern. Its massive cock twitched, sending a wave of that sickly-sweet musk flooding the air. I gagged, my eyes watering as the scent hit me like a freight train. Even Soraka, standing beside me, stumbled back, her face pale and her grip on her hammer faltering.

[Corrupting Lust Influence Detected! Resisting... Success!]

[Soraka has fallen under the effects of Corrupting Lust.]

"Oh great, it's got a mindfuck aura too," I muttered, cracking my knuckles, swiftly wrapping the entirety of Soraka's body with a skin-like layer made from my blood, shielding her from the corrupting aura.

Rumble

The monster raised its colossal sword, the blade humming with dark energy. Then, without warning, it swung. The sheer force of the strike sent a shockwave barreling toward us, splitting the ground in its wake.

"MOVE!" I grabbed Soraka and yanked her to the side just in time as the attack smashed into the floor, sending debris flying.

BOOM!

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"Shit." I landed in a crouch, summoning my blood weapons. "Alright, time to cut this fucker down to size."

"Ouch... that was close." Soraka groaned, dusting herself off. "Be careful, Morgana, and try not to die or worse, fall for that big cock, okay?"

"..." I didn't respond to that and turned, facing the boss.

With a battle cry, I launched forward, successfully dodging another wide swing as I closed the distance. To our luck, the boss's movements were slow and kinda predictable. One horizontal slash followed by an upward diagonal attack and ending with another vertical one. The only tricky part was how strong the wind pressure was.

When I got close to him, I tried attacking between the swings. Fortunately, my hammer found its mark.

"UGHAAAAAA!!" I shouted as my hammer connected with the knee of the stone beast.

"HAHA! Take that, motherfucker!" I cackled. A thick, purple-black blood sprayed from the wound, sizzling upon contact with the ground. But before I could celebrate the hit, the wound sealed shut within seconds.

[Your attack dealt 5,700 damage!]

[The Shattered Lust has regenerated 4,700 HP!]

"Oh, fuck off with that bullshit healing factor." I gritted my teeth. "Well, at least a thousand damage was better than nothing—... WOW!"

I ducked just in time to avoid a massive backhand swing from the boss, feeling the wind from the attack rustle my silver hair. I quickly scanned the boss's body, looking for any weak points or openings. Well, I could see only one opening that was on the tip of his cock, a nice fat glans leaking thick fluids that had a mind-fucking aura.

'Fuck, I wish I had gunpowder bombs to blow this fucking cock up.'

Rumble

The monster's twin faces contorted—one into a manic grin, the other into a tearful, trembling frown. With unnatural speed, it twisted its body, raising its right foot to bring its heel crashing down into the ground.

"WHAT THE ACTU--"

BOOOOOOOOOOM!

A massive crater formed, throwing me all the way back to Soraka.

The ground beneath me shattered as the boss's heel came crashing down, the force of the impact sending me flying through the air like a ragdoll. I stumbled across the cavern floor, skidding to a halt just a few feet away from Soraka. My body ached from the impact, but I forced myself to my feet, gritting my teeth against the pain.

[-340HP]

"Morgana!" Soraka shouted, her voice filled with concern. She rushed to my side, her hammer at the ready. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," I groaned, wiping a trickle of blood from the corner of my mouth. "This guy got a mean kick, though."

"Yeah, no kidding." Soraka snorted.

The giant monster stomped towards us, its heavy footsteps echoing in the cavern. With each step, the ground trembled.

ROAAAAR!

The Shattered Lust roared again, its massive cock twitching as it prepared for another attack. The cavern trembled under its weight, and the air grew thick with the stench of its corrupting aura. I could feel the pressure building, the sheer power of the boss threatening to overwhelm us.

"We need to hit it harder," I said, using my blood to craft a longbow and arrow. "And faster. If we can't out-damage its healing, we're screwed."

Well... I can use my 'Return' skill to escape if I find myself in real trouble, but that means giving up on this crazy, sexually exciting place. That's why I didn't use my divine energy or my divine artifacts. With one slash of my golden talon, this beast would end. But what's the fun if there is no challenge? Also, Herma advised me not to bring my artifacts out. There is a chance for the other gods to detect them.

Everyone has a crazy desire to steal artifacts of the other gods.

"Support me from range," I said, throwing the blood bow and arrows to Soraka.

"Okay." Soraka nodded, her expression grim. "I'll try to keep it distracted. You focus on dealing as much damage as you can."

"Got it," I replied, a determined grin spreading across my face. "Let's show this overgrown dildo who's boss."

With that, I dashed forward, my blood chains lashing out to ensnare the boss's legs. The chains tightened, slightly pulling it off balance as I dodged another massive swing of its sword and delivered another strike to its knee. The boss roared in frustration, its wings beating the air as it struggled to regain its footing.

[Your attack dealt 3,200 damage!]

[The Shattered Lust has regenerated 2,800 HP!]

"Seriously?" I cursed under my breath.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

Soraka, positioned at a safe distance, began firing arrows with the blood bow. Each arrow struck true, hitting the boss's body with a satisfying thud. But no matter how many arrows she shot, the boss kept regenerating, the wounds closing as quickly as they opened. However, our progress was there—small, yes, but it was still progress, and I'll keep pounding this giant stone prick until he cracks or I bleed out.

[The Shattered Lust: 998,342/1,000,000 HP]

"Keep it up!" I shouted, my voice filled with determination. "We need to keep the pressure on!"

The battle raged on, the cavern shaking with each clash of our weapons against the Shattered Lust's stone body. Soraka's arrows flew with precision, each one striking the boss's weak points and chipping away at its health. But the damn thing's regeneration was relentless, and every time we thought we were making progress, it healed itself almost as quickly as we could damage it.

"Morgana!" Soraka shouted, her voice strained as she nocked another arrow. "We need to hit it harder! It's healing too fast!"

"I know!" I growled, dodging another massive swing from the boss's sword. But a damn flying rock smacked my stomach, sending me skidding across the stone floor.

[-170HP]

"Ugh!! Shit... you got to be fucking kidding me." I stood, wiping blood from the corner of my mouth. "We need more damage, more numbers."

Having enough of this bullshit, I ordered Herma to buy from the shop the most important skill in my blood magic tree. A skill that I was saving Life Essence for, and this time, it seemed like a very good idea.

Ding!

[You have Purchased 'The Immortal Army' Skill]

"Nice." With a mad grin, I grew my fangs and bit my left wrist, letting blood drip onto the stone floor. The crimson liquid splashed before moving like snakes, forming a magical circle around me.

"Arise!" I shouted, my voice as heavy as thunder. "Children of the night, your Mother calls upon you!"

"RISE! AND FEAST UPON THE FLESH OF MY ENEMIES!"