Chapter 177: The Ironclad Lineage (R-18)

The air inside the royal chambers was thick. It was suffocating and heavily saturated with the sweet, intoxicating scent of pink succubus mana. Ramona lay completely exhausted against the dark silk pillows behind me.

The ancient Level 90 Calamity was totally spent. Her golden hair was damp with sweat, and her elegant reptilian tail twitched occasionally in a state of blissful, post-coital paralysis.

I did not give the remaining Queens a single second to breathe. My Level 68 consolidated vessel was humming with infinite, unyielding stamina.

I turned my glowing red eyes toward the foot of the massive velvet bed. Lysandra and Kaelith were waiting. They had been with me since the very beginning of the Forge.

They had survived the Zenith Academy dungeons, the abyssal grinds, and the holy wars by fighting flawlessly back to back. Now, they brought that exact same absolute coordination to my bed.

I grabbed Lysandra by her long silver hair. I dragged her voluptuous, shivering body directly beneath my towering green frame.

The Succubus Queen did not resist. She let out a wild, hungry laugh that dissolved into a breathless moan as I positioned my thick, dark-veined shaft over her soaking wet, pulsing pink core.

Kaelith did not stand idly by.

The Noctharion Elf was driven entirely feral by the heavy scent of my climax.

She scrambled across the velvet mattress. Her slender, pale limbs moved with the supernatural agility of a C-Grade Shadow-Knight.

She climbed directly onto my muscular back. She wrapped her smooth thighs tightly around my broad waist.

She buried her beautiful face into the crook of my neck, while her sharp fingernails dug deep into the scars on my broad shoulders.

"Take us together, Sovereign," Lysandra begged. Her amber eyes were completely unfocused with absolute lust. She reached down. Her delicate hands guided my massive size directly against her dripping slit.

"Saturate our cores. Make us submit."

I leaned forward. I completely pinned Lysandra under my immense physical weight while Kaelith clung tightly to my spine.

I drove deep into Lysandra’s tight, burning core in one ruthless, bottoming thrust.

"GRIK!" Lysandra shrieked. Her maroon wings flared violently as her internal muscles clamped around me like a heated iron vice.

The pleasure was a white-hot spike straight to my core. But I did not slow down. I established a brutal, synchronized rhythm.

Every time I slammed forward into Lysandra’s soaking wet heat, Kaelith let out a sharp, matching whimper against my ear.

The dark elf’s wet clitoris ground aggressively against the small of my back with every heavy movement of my hips.

The heavy, metallic clicking of my internal clockwork hummed loudly in my ears. I was not just a mate to these women. I was their conqueror. I was the absolute baseline of their existence.

I pulled out of Lysandra with a wet, heavy suction. I left the Succubus Queen gasping and twitching on the silk sheets. Before the air could even cool my shaft, I reached behind me.

I grabbed Kaelith by her pale hips. I flipped the elf effortlessly onto her hands and knees right beside Lysandra. Her rounded, flawless elven ass was lifted high into the air, trembling in frantic anticipation.

I did not use any guidance. I slammed directly into Kaelith from behind.

The Dark Elf let out a strangled, breathless cry. Her rigid martial discipline completely shattered under the sheer, unadulterated weight of my thrusts.

I hammered her relentlessly. My heavy brass Vanguard hand left deep, dark marks on her pale thighs as I held her steady against my brutal momentum.

Lysandra crawled eagerly back into the fray. Her tongue traced a path of wet fire up my green chest. Her full breasts rubbed smoothly against my moving stomach while I split the elven Shadow-Knight completely open.

The synchronization was flawless. Their magical cores were violently oscillating, feeding directly off the conceptual power of my Flame of Life and Flame of Death.

DING!

[Dynasty System Alert: Tri-Core Synchronization Achieved.]

[Lust Points are accumulating at a critical velocity.]

I felt the immense pressure building in my veins. I gripped Kaelith’s waist with crushing force. I delivered five devastating, lightning-fast thrusts. I let out a massive, pressurized torrent of my green seed deep into her elven womb.

At the exact same moment, I pulled my hips back. I caught Lysandra’s open, eager mouth. The remaining heat of my climax painted her pale face in a messy, white-hot declaration of total ownership.

Kaelith collapsed flat onto her stomach. Her starry eyes rolled back as her body shivered in a continuous, total-body orgasm. Lysandra sank back against the pillows. She swallowed my essence with a deeply satisfied, wicked smile stretching across her lips.

Two rounds. Three Queens entirely conquered.

I turned my heavy gaze toward the corner of the room.

Anise stood there, completely frozen. The legendary Level 100 human Hero was trembling violently.

She had just watched a Level 90 Calamity Dragon, a Succubus Queen, and an elite Elven warlord be completely broken, reshaped, and claimed by a single Goblin.

Her translucent white gown was heavily soaked with her own uncontrollable arousal. The thin fabric clung tightly to her pert breasts and her soaking wet thighs.

The absolute foundation of her human pride was turning to dust. Her holy Earth worldview was completely shattered.

I stepped out of the pool of fluids on the mattress. I walked slowly toward her. My massive, rock-hard shaft was already rearing back up, dripping heavily with the magical juices of my monster wives.

I unleashed the full, unmitigated weight of my 6,500 points of Domination Aura directly onto her shoulders.

BOOM.

The physical and psychic pressure was so intense the air in the room grew visibly heavy. Anise gasped loudly. Her knees instantly buckled under the sovereign weight.

She dropped heavily to her knees on the velvet rug right at my feet. She looked up at my towering green form. Her hazel eyes were completely wide.

Tears of pure, instinctual submission spilled down her flushed cheeks.

"You are a Hero of humanity, Anise," I growled. My baritone voice vibrated through her very bones. I reached down. My thick green fingers gripped her chin, tilting her beautiful face upward.

"You were summoned by a Pope to eradicate my kind. Do you still think I am a monster that needs to be purged?"

"No... no," Anise wept. Her soft hands clutched at my thick calves for support.

"You are the King. You are my Sovereign."

"Then tell me exactly what you want," I commanded coldly.

"Shed the last of your holy armor, human. Beg me."

Anise let out a broken, entirely ruined sob of absolute pleasure. She reached up. She violently tore the translucent white gown off her own shoulders.

She completely exposed her athletic, stunningly toned body and her heavy, pert breasts to my predatory gaze.

"Fill me, Grik!" Anise begged. Her voice echoed with total, fanatical submission.

"Please. I do not care about the light anymore. I do not care about Earth. Give me your seed. I want to carry the Sovereign’s heirs! Make me yours completely!"

I did not answer with words. I grabbed her by her slender waist.

I lifted her effortlessly from the floor and tossed her athletic frame flat onto the center of the dark bed. I followed her down like a predator cornering its final prey.

I gripped both of her toned legs. I pinned her knees completely flat against her own shoulders.

I drove into her virginal, impossibly tight warmth in one brutal, uncompromising stroke.

Anise screamed. Her head thrashed wildly against the silk pillows as my massive size completely stretched her human biology to its absolute limit.

She was tighter than all the others. Her internal walls desperately fought to resist the sudden, overwhelming intrusion of my green flesh.

I did not show her a single shred of mercy. I set a terrifying, crushing pace.

Every heavy, thunderous slam of my hips drove her deeper into the mattress. The rhythmic, heavy slapping of our flesh was deafening. Anise wept openly.

Her fingers locked tightly around my thick forearms as I completely rewrote her core. I flooded her human pathways with the pitch-black Flame of Death, burning away every last trace of her holy indoctrination.

I immediately replaced it with the blinding white Flame of Life, anchoring her soul permanently to my dynasty.

She was a legendary weapon. I was reforming her in my fire.

"Ah... Grik! I am breaking! I am breaking!" Anise shrieked. Her toes curled violently as her internal muscles clenched around me in a desperate, continuous spasm of pure, worldview-shattering ecstasy.

The final synchronization was reached. The cores of the Dragon, the Succubus, the Elf, and the Hero were all vibrating in one perfect, cosmic harmonic frequency.

They were centered entirely around my bloodline.

I gripped her thighs with bone-crushing force. I delivered three final, apocalyptic thrusts.

I fired a massive, hyper-pressurized torrent of my green seed directly into the deepest depths of her human womb.

Anise violently convulsed. Her eyes rolled completely back into her head as she let out a silent, breathless scream of total surrender.

Her body completely locked up as she drowned in the sheer volume of my climax.

I fell heavily on top of her. My massive green chest heaved as the extreme heat of our combined ascension slowly settled.

Around us, Ramona, Lysandra, and Kaelith crawled forward.

Their exhausted, sticky limbs intertwined with ours as we rested in a massive, tangled ocean of flesh, sweat, and absolute devotion.

The baseline ritual was complete. The bloodline was secured.

Suddenly, my vision violently fractured. The peaceful darkness of the room was completely shattered as the System interface erupted in a blinding, royal gold and blood-red border.

DING!

[Dynasty System Milestone Achieved: The Conception of the Ironclad Lineage!] 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

[Absolute Multi-Core Spiritual Harmonic Synchronization: 100% Complete.]

[Unprecedented Achievement Reward Unlocked: The Sovereign’s Brood.]

[Lust Points Awarded: +5,500,000 LP]

[Total LP Vault Updated. Industrial Upgrade Funds Secured.]

I stared at the golden text. A slow, predatory smile formed on my scarred face. Five and a half million Lust Points.

Nyssa would have enough resources to build a fleet of dreadnoughts that could flatten the entire ocean.

But the System was not finished. The golden text violently shifted. It turned a deep, ominous crimson as a final, game-changing notification materialized directly before my eyes.

DING!

[System Alert: Multiple Fertilization Manifestations Confirmed.]

[The Sovereign’s Bloodline has successfully taken root in high-tier vessels.]

[Host 1: Ramona (Level 90 Half-Dragon). Status: Pregnant.]

[Host 2: Lysandra (Succubus Queen). Status: Pregnant.]

[Host 3: Kaelith (C-Grade Noctharion Elf). Status: Pregnant.]

[Host 4: Anise (Level 100 Legendary Human Hero). Status: Pregnant.]

[Warning: The unborn heirs are actively feeding on the Sovereign’s conceptual mana. Passive Bloodline Trait Modifications are currently altering your baseline stats. The path to shattering the World Limits and achieving Level 200+ has officially been unlocked.]