Vincent walked along a quiet hallway that seemed to lead to arger throne-like room. He stood several steps ahead of his women. Their faces with a slight pout, wishing he would let them molest him again.


    Level 11 | Exp 4,100 / 11,000 —> 10,500 / 11,000


    His experience was now close to full, letting him gained another level. He spent over an hour killing the orcs with ease. Raizel was the second most bloodthirsty. She killed more than a quarter of the dead orcs that littered the floor.


    Vincent loved his cute system spirit. She gave him a free upgrade for his system storage. Now he could store over four thousand tonnes of orc meat. His goal of securing a cheap source of food was aplete sess! He now nned to have the Subi and Phoenix gang raid this floor to store more when they ran low.


    He wished to amas more tasty meat. But life betrayed him. His group almost caused the orcs on this floor to be extinct.


    —|Vincent: ''Now let''s find some floor''s with countless ore. Should we find one, the penalty isn''t something that can stop me. Rather, isn''t it the perfect training for me?''


    Celine became quite meek, no longer speaking since they entered the city. She stopped acting like a slut and became a good girl. Now her goal was to protect Vincent from any harm. Once things became serious, she acted fierce and focused.


    Somehow she felt connected deeply on a strange level with Efrita, the strange demonic woman with horns and ck scaled armour like Vincent.


    —|Celine: ''I won''t say she doesn''t make me feel jealous. It seems simr to our master, yet she doesn''t care how special that is. Maybe one day, we too can gain a form that resembles his charming figure?''


    Efrita also admired Celine, who she thought was a mere slutty subus. However, duringbat her body was the first into the fray to holding their enemies down with shadows. This helped Raizel and her fastncet jumps and charges free rein to devastate them.


    —|Efrita: ''Maybe she would be good friends? Let''s ask the lord to allow me to join them in the dungeons sometimes. She looks interesting and I am not counted as a party member. Which stops the difficulty rising!''


    They matched eyes before both girls grinned like evil witches.


    Suddenly, a loud roar sounded from the room ahead. His powerful groan shook the stone walls, filled with rotten artwork, green moss, and mouldy paint. Vincent''s eyes narrowed, as there was a slight tremble in his chest.


    — Invidia!


    His body surrounded by a purple and ck mist, the massive horns from his wrath form shrank before they vanished. Vincent''s height lowered from 7ft to his regr 6ft 7 inches.


    Beautiful feathered wings sprang from his back, deep ck and purple entwined together as embers flickered along the metre wide wingspan.


    Instantly, the battle robes changed, bing looser, revealing more of his tight abs and chest. His arms were no longer covered as the ck scales transformed into purple mes that surrounded his arms like a ming gauntlet.


    A faint purple light hovered around his body with a watery like texture.


    Increased status by 30%


    Increased Anima regeneration by 200%


    Cast time reduce by 1 second.


    Increased Spell Damage by 150%


    Gained Mana Barrier.


    Vincent would not take chances anymore. Before entering the rooms, even against normal orcs, he made his women use their defensive spells and prepare forbat.


    He wouldn''t change that for the orc boss, right?


    "Girls, same as always. Protect yourselves first, then follow me inside!"


    Immediately after casing this form for his first time. He felt it was more beautiful and serene than his wrath form.


    He lusted for more power, envied those mages who could cast endless spells.


    Slowly, he walked towards therge double doors with deep engraving long worn out as if wind and rain had battered this ce for decades.


    Moments before he could enter, two soft sensations pressed against his cheeks. One the sensual Subus, the other his loyal knight.


    Vincent enjoyed their intimate contact. Honestly, at first, he worried his women would always fight. Or try to win his affection with conflict.


    They proved him wrong. Both girls worked together to seduce him. Both with their different styles and ways to allure him.


    "Mwah!"


    "Mmmn!"


    He gave them onest hug and entered the room first. A loud bang sounded as he pushed the doors open.


    Suddenly, with his every step, ming purple spikes formed behind his head. The robes and envy form allowed him to almost contour Ruina and Mana Volley bolts endlessly.


    Brilliant purple mes crackled above his head, causing him to appear sinister as his eyes fixated on the giant orc in his face.


    The room was arge circle, filled with broken tables, dead woman filled with a copious amount of orc semen spilling from their bodies, half eaten.


    Vincent felt nothing, only a slight disgust at the nasty sight of pig sperm and decaying corpses that smelled horrible.


    He peered at each side. Nothing but cracked walls and date pirs stood in his sight.


    "Bweee!"


    He watched as the massive orc with pink skin, massive fat stomach and small tusks. A small wiener popped out from his brown cloth and flopped around.


    It stood from its stone chair with cracked arms.


    "Did you think I would let you show that pathetic thing to my women?"


    Vincent said. Now behind him roared over 30 sharp spikes of purple mes.


    — Super Fat Orc Lord


    — Level 22


    — HP: 500/500


    — Status: Enraged, Erectile disfunction.


    "Haha, no way! The most unfortunate Orc ever!"


    "Obliterate!"


    No longer needing long chants, he could unleash the entire salvo of his sharp volley bolts. The room was aze with violet lights.


    As he shot them with different angles to avoid being shot down.


    A whistle of wind sounded moments before they approached the Orc. Its fat face jiggled as it leaped from the throne like suddenly losing 400kg.


    He looked at the stupid bird man with anger. His deep pig voice caused massive ripples through the air, smashing several of the shards to on the spot.


    Sadly, this poor orc could not destroy them all thanks to the strange arc and trajectory they made. The wind howled like a starving wolf, followed by fierce crackles of me and death.


    Vincent watched as the bolts aimed towards the poor orc''s lower body, tearing its thighs and cock apart in a violent outburst.


    Vincent sted the Super Orc''s cock with Mana Volley!


    — Hit the orc''s weakness! Critical Hit!


    — Suffered 300 damage!


    — Cock destroyed.


    — HP: 200/500


    The st threw the orc backwards, smashing into his stone chair, crushing the backrest into dust and tumbling in backwards rolls with an annoying Buhi sound each time his head mmed against the concrete.


    "Well… Now you are really impotent."