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Chapter Thirty

“Lord Leo, the Voashire halflings have approached the outpost,” Heilera reported. “They seem… very nervous. They are requesting to speak with you.”

I blinked at that as I stretched in my bed. I was just coming awake. Yesterday, Munjan had stopped a rogue builder. I stretched my back and rolled out of bed. My monster girls were up and about while Bellia was still sleeping beside me, Priestess Lysila on the other side of her.

“I’ll be there,” I said and grabbed my gray robes. I shifted who I spoke to and asked, “Are you awake, Kassie?”

“I am,” she said. “Training a few of the soldiers in magic. There are some promising recruits. What do you need.”

“Voashire wishes to speak. I figured you would be a diplomatic sight.”

“Well, summon me,” Kassie said.

I did. She appeared in her blue and red robes, her medallion gleaming in her cleavage. She smiled up at me as I shifted a teleport room to the base of Outpost Voashire South. In a flash of light, we arrived. I had a chair waiting for me.

I set in it and cast Illusory Doppelganger.

“I can’t even tell you did that,” she said to my doppelganger. “That spell is amazing.”

I nodded. I felt like a coward sometimes for using it, but it was necessary. We moved out of the bowels of Outpost Voashire South and into the entryway, the heavy doors that led out onto the plain guarded by the red caps, led by the fierce Valodu.

“Lord Leo,” the red caps said, saluting me.

“Lord farmer Askil and Priestess Naoliana are outside with their guards,” she said. “They are demanding to speak with you.”

“Then let’s not keep them waiting,” I said.

The red caps pushed open the doors and rushed out first, metal swords drawn, their crimson helms gleaming in the sunlight. The halflings were about a hundred feet beyond, their soldiers there with large pikes. In the middle was a tan-skin halfling with blond hair. He wore a robe of deep burgundy, his boots polished to a gleam. Beside him stood the priestess in green robes, her golden hair falling nearly to the ground.

“It is good to speak with you, Lord Farmer Askil,” I said, Kassie at my side. “I am Leo.”

“Yes, yes, we are here on a matter of some delicacy,” said the lord farmer. “High Priestess Naoliana has something to—”

“You have stolen the Blessed Blade of Life from our sacred vault!” the priestess said, her eyes burning with fire. “We demand it to be returned now.”

“That is not possible,” I said. “I have already freed Lady Ianna from it.”

“You snuck in like a thief to steal it from us!” the priestess hissed, such anger on her face. “Like a coward! You are a villain, Leo the False.”

“I did not want to harm your people by attacking you to claim it,” I said.

“You would have found that difficult,” she said, the lord farmer wincing.

“I would have defeated your ancient life dragon and claimed her for myself,” Leo said. “I have already done so with others. The dragon guarding the Blessed Blades of Water, Wind, Darkness, and Thunder are mine. I restrained from attacking you because I did not want to leave you defenseless.”

“Lies,” she hissed.

“Then send her after me and learn the depths of your error,” I said. “I will gladly add another dragon to my repertoire.” As I said those words, I sent to my dragons and Hagza, “Bring them to the seventh teleportation circle. I might need you.”

“I’m nowhere near the circle,” Hagza asked. “Can you teleport us?”

“No.”

She grunted in answer.

I stared at the lord farmer. He was washing his hands. The priestess glared at me.

“You have power,” said the lord farmer. “Other than stealing the sword, your monster girls have not attacked us. You have even… rid us of the villains that surrounded us.”

“Eliminated his competitors,” the priestess hissed. “You are evil, builder!”

“I just want peace,” I said. “My monster girls will continue not to molest your forces. I have even allowed you to kill them without retaliating. If you send the life dragon after me, I will tame her but I will not do anything else to your city.”

“Yes, yes, that is all we want,” the lord farmer said, glancing at the angry priestess. “What… offerings do you require.”

“None.”

The halfling blinked. “No… tribute?”

I shook my head.

“Not even… women.” He glanced at Kassie.

“I serve him willingly,” said Kassie. “I came to him to beg him to save my city after our own king abandoned us. He saved us. Liberated us from a vile builder and asked for nothing from us.”

The priestess did not look happy to learn that.

“You will keep your monster girls out of our city?” the lord farmer asked.

“I promise they will not enter your city,” I said. “They will merely patrol around your lands for any signs of other builders.”

“Then we shall not molest your monster girls or unleash our dragon,” said the lord farmer. “We—”
“Return the sword!” the high priestess demanded.

“I can’t,” I said. “Like I said, I destroyed it to free Lady Ianna.”

Rage mottled her face. “No way! You’re lying!”

“You can come and see her,” I said.

“I will not walk into your lair!” she hissed. “You will leave us alone, or I will unleash our dragon. She will destroy you.”

I bowed to her.

She spun around and stalked off, her blonde hair sweeping behind her.

“It has been my pleasure to speak with you,” said the lord farmer. “We just wish to live unmolested.”

“And you shall,” I said. “It was a pleasure to speak with you.”

He turned and headed off. That was a productive conversation. I was feeling good. In fact, I was ready to drive my dungeon south from her to reach the city of Torvaka and to claim the Blessed Blade of Earth. I could free Lady Ki this very day if I claimed the sword.

I marched back into my dungeon, whistling. The doors closed behind me. The moment it did, I freed the spell and opened my eyes. I sat up from the chair and stretched. My back popped. That felt good. I heard Kassie heading down the stairs.

“So, did you want her to unleash the dragon?” she asked. “The fight would have been away from the city.”

“It would have been interesting,” I said.

Light flashed. Hagza appeared with the dragons. They were around her. Isatu fluttered her wings while the others were looking eager. I winced. I had forgotten that I summoned them. I rubbed at the back of my neck.

“Sorry, thought I had to prove I had tamed some dragons,” I said. “You can return to what you’re doing.”

Hagza leveled a gaze at me. “I ran to get here.”

“And I appreciate it,” I said. “I’ll make it up to you.”

“He is our lord,” said Agubnamus. “He may have needed us, so it was important that you responded.”

“I suppose,” muttered Hagza. “Asud gu!”

The light vanished and they were gone. I glanced at Kassie. She gave me a mischievous grin. I headed to the circle and stepped on it. She joined me and counted beneath her breath. She had to wait for the others to clear the circle.

“Asud gu,” she said and giggled.

We appeared in the teleport room. The dragons were slowly making their way out. Hagza was already gone. She might have used another teleporter to move through the dungeon. I nodded to Kassie. I was eager to get to work.

I could smell breakfast cooking as I headed for the Vault. Souleen was there as was my map. Fara was working on some project, so she hadn’t been around much. I was just eager to start heading south by southeast from Outpost Voashire South. That would put me on a path to intersect Torvaka. After that, I would probably work across the Ankosh desert to reach the Dark Shrine.

I gripped the Void Crystal, whistling.

“You’re in a good mood,” Souleen said.

“I am,” I said and started driving the dungeon mostly south. When I had gone an appropriate distance from Voashire Outpost South, I established Outpost Norgost Beta. I thrust it out of the ground and decided that wendigos would protect it.

So I summoned Yazyka, Mozga, Zadinyoda, Sedmoya, Razvlecheniye, Matshuka, and Strana.

They were all so eager to defend the tower. I had just shifted them to the outpost when Mom walked in with a plate covered in scrambled eggs and bacon. She had a cup of juice in the other hand, a bright smile on her face.

“You were out early,” she said.

“Yeah,” I said, smiling.

“I hear it went well,” she said. “That’s wonderful. More cities and nations are going to realize that you’re on their side. They will be eager to side with you.”

“Yeah,” I said and took the plate and glass. “Thanks, Mom.”

She smiled and turned, heading off. I stared at her rump. I was more hungry than horny. Plus, I had work I wanted to do. I wanted to get the Blessed Blade of Earth today. I just had one more outpost to make before getting to the city, so…

I devoured the scrambled eggs.

They were fluffy and perfect. She had added some cheese to it. Not cheddar—I had yet to find anything like cheddar in this world—but it was still pretty good. The bacon was crispy and delicious. I wolfed it all down, washing it down with the apple juice.

I set the plate on the floor and licked my fingers clean. I sent the plate back to the kitchen clean. That was one of the advantages of having a dungeon. I sank into the appropriate part of the interface again and went to work.

I drove the tunnel a good distance from Beta and felt it was time. This tower should be able to see the Great Spinel Mountains. They started on the eastern side continent, starting north of the Wai Sea where Wai the Drowner was supposed to rule and heading southwest until they met with the Karagatoth Wall Mountains, the barrier that screened off the Ankosh Desert.

Torvaka lay about in the middle of the range.

I thrust up Outpost Norgost Gamma in the midst of the wild lands. Next up, according to Souleen, were choirs. So I conjured Movalennya, Mozoki, Prokhida, Odnasoma, Vytivki, Amaty, and Krayina out of the void.

They were giggling and signing. I sent them off to Outpost Norgost Gamma. As they vanished, Fara entered. She was naked, her black hair falling down her milk-pale body. I conjured a chair for her. She sat with her lap desk.

“You are almost to Torvaka?” she asked. “I surmise you have just made Outpost Norgost Gamma.”

“Yes, I have,” I said. “What have you been working on.”

“The coordinates for you to reach the Dark Shrine,” she said. “I figure you would wish to accomplish that next since we have the Blessed Blade of Dark.”

“You would be correct,” I said. “You are a brilliant one, Fara. Don’t ever let me forget that.”

“I will not, Lord Leo,” she said. “Your idea to keep back the Blessed Blade of Thunder until the end is a wise one as well. Best to be cautious.”

I blushed. “Thanks.”

She smiled and nodded. “Well, shall we see if the Blessed Blade of Earth is truly in Torvaka?”

“Where else would it be?” I asked her

“Indeed,” she said. “Since we do not have access to the Library, it will be hard to ascertain that.”

“We can always ask Fuegin to investigate it,” I said, driving my tunnel toward the Great Spinel Mountains.

“That would not be wise,” she said. “Best not to be in his debt for more than we have to be. Nor to see how far this alliance will go.”

“Halia would have told me to attack him by now,” I said.

“No, she supported you,” she said.

I nodded and reached the point that should be outside of Torvaka. I brought the dungeon toward the surface, following Fara’s notes. Once there, I shifted the ghosts there to do the initial searching. I waited for their report.

“The dungeon is a hundred and three feet beneath the surface,” Duhot reported. “We are below the city. The dungeon will come out on a rock face. It might be visible from Torvaka or by travelers. It does overlook a road.”

“Thanks,” I said and drove the tunnel up a hundred and three feet. I created an opening to the world so I could send the scrying sensor out. I glanced at Fara.

She set down her phoenix quill, nodding. She was eager, her ears twitching.

“Lord Shamash and Lady Sherida, create an eye for me to peer out at the world. Let me see through it. Let it gather the light of the world and send it to me.”

The sensor appeared along with the window that let me see through it. I shifted the sensor to the end of the dungeon and lifted it out. I floated it into the air. It looked down on a road climbing up a pass. Rocky crags abounded with trees growing out of them. They looked sort of like bonsai trees.

I turned the sensor. The road led to a city that was built before a pair of peeks, the Bosom of Lady Ki. Both were round and capped with glaciers. They appeared to be about the same height, looking like gray tits with white nipples.

“Aptly named,” I said.

“Indeed,” she said. “See the building between the two peeks. That should be the temple to Lord Abzu. He is nestled between her bosom.”

I moved the scrying sensor up the road. There was a series of towers that overlooked it, dwarves with crossbows patrolling it. Each had a ballista aimed down at the road. They had no doors into them. There must be tunnels that connected them to the city. Heavy walls protected the city, the gates open but with dwarves in heavy armor guarding the way. The city beyond was built in steps up to the temple between the peaks. It looked like the city ringed around the mountains. Two rivers, one from each peak’s glacier, moved through the city and combined before flowing out on the south side, pouring off a cliff as a waterfall to the canyon below.

“Impressive,” I said.

“Dwarves love chipping away at stone,” said Fara, not nearly as impressed as I was.

“And soldiers are everywhere,” I said. “I think they’re on high alert.”

“How?” Fara asked.

“Perhaps our investigation of Tharak wasn’t as covert as I thought and Lord Abzu realized we were searching for the blade,” I said.

“No, by now it must be obvious we are collecting swords. The gods are moving. It is possible the Saint of Earth will be present to guard the sword.” Fara tapped her chin. “This is a good sign, though. The Blessed Blade must be here, Lord Leo.”

“Or there’s a dungeon builder in the area, and they have to be vigilant,” I said.

“True, it is a mistake to assume the world resolves around your actions, Lord Leo. The world is larger than that.”

I moved the scrying sensor over the temple. It bristled with guards. They were everywhere, marching around the central building, the Bosoms rising above them. The priests were burning sacrifices on two altars, one for each mountain. I sent the sensor into the temple, searching it.

A large statue of Lord Abzu dominated the entrance. It rose a good thirty feet up, made of marble, the white stone with streaks of black. It looked carved from a single piece as if they found a large vein of marble and built the temple around it.

Incense burned everywhere, the ceiling covered in a fume of smoke. I found the back rooms where kitchens and storerooms lay. Beneath it were the living quarters of the priests along with what looked like classrooms where younger dwarves were learning lessons. The youngest practiced their letters, another group their numbers while a third group were chanting together.

The bottom floor held various treasures and a door that looked fused into the wall. It was made of iron, the stone melted around it. I pressed my sensor through it and found a dark room on the other side. I hated that I couldn’t see it, but…

“This is it,” I said.

“I’m calculating the position,” said Fara. “Please, send the sensor straight up. Point it down. I need to see references.”

I did, moving it up through the floor. It came out at the feet of the marble statue which was at the center of the temple. I went out through the roof. Fara was working briskly. She did her calculations and nodded.

She handed me the coordinates to move the dungeon.

“It’s possible I’ll disrupt those tunnels leading to the guard towers,” I said. “That will alert them. I didn’t see the dragon, but she has to be around.”

“I have already considered that,” said Fara. “This should keep us deep enough beneath the city that there should not be any tunnels. However, they are dwarves.”

I nodded and began following her instructions. I drove the dungeon along her path at a horizontal line well below the city. I did not hit any tunnel until I was beneath it. I rose my dungeon up to the height and there formed a staging room so I could send in a mortal woman, probably Hagza, to fetch it. First, though, I moved my oreads and ogresses into the room to guard.

I created stairs that led up to the far wall of the room. It was all going great until I hit a barrier.

I struck something that I could not drive my dungeon through. I frowned and glanced at Fara. She gave me a look, asking what was wrong. “I can’t break into the room.”

“Strange,” she said. “Maybe you have run into another dungeon builder.”

“No, no, it’s right where you said it would be,” I said. “No way that this is another builder.”

“Summon Hagza,” she suggested.

Good idea.

Hagza blinked as she appeared in the room. She put her hands on her hips and said, “This better not be like this morning.”

“I am trying to get into the storeroom with the Blessed Blade of Earth, but my dungeon hit an obstacle. The wall of the room.”

She shrugged. “The priestess used the Strengthen Stone ritual on it. It’s like the intermediate wizard ritual of the same name. You can probably cast it.”

“I can,” I said. “How do we get through this? My magic?” I didn’t want to risk it because that meant I had to be there.

“The miners should be able to get through it,” she said. “Then one of them can grab the blade.”

I hadn’t used the miners in months. They were living their lives in my dungeon, presumably happy. They had helped me break into Tuerien Ironbane’s dungeon so Siwang could launch a surprise attack while I kept Tuerien Ironbane distracted.

It worked.

I summoned Akazag, son of Zerkaz, the foreman, to the vault, and explained the situation to the dwarf. He nodded, eager to be of help. I sent him and his dwarves to the spot and waited for the report, my monster girls guarding them in case something dangerous was in there.

I doubt there was.

After an hour, Akazag reported back, “We’re not leaving a dent in the stone.”

“Well, Hagza?” I asked. “They can’t break through.”

“I…” She frowned. “I don’t know. This might be a level of priestly blessing I don’t know about. You’ll have to try.”

So I shifted my Vault close by.

I moved into the dungeon with Hagza and Fara, joining the oreads, ogresses, and miners. They were sitting around with disgusted looks on their faces. I marched up to the stone wall, staring at the stone. It was smooth. Fused in some way.

“I have no idea what that is,” said Hagza. “This might be Lord Abzu’s guidance. Priestly magic is an art, not a science.”

“Yeah,” I muttered and focused on the stone. “The hammer falls, let the strength of Lord Abzu smash!”

I cast Earth Shatter.

The wall did not break.

“Well, what can you cast next?” asked Hagza.

“Quake,” I said. “I would destroy the temple in the process, and I can’t guarantee it would break through this stone.”

Chapter Thirty-One

“We have to attack,” Nina Naughty said as she smacked her hand on the table.

I had gathered my women into my meeting room to figure out what to do about the Blessed Blade of Earth. I was at the head of the table, my companions and my lovers all here. My devil had such a passionate look on my face.

“Yes,” Hagza said. “We have to take the temple and clear it so you can cast Quake.”

“Kill people to spare me killing people,” I muttered. “Even if we take the temple, can we get into the room?”

“It’s a trap,” Lysila said. “The Lord of Earth is ready for us.”

“But we have been moving so fast,” Terra said.

“Not fast enough,” Crystal said.

“Instead of attacking,” Mom said, “we should try diplomacy.”

“Yes,” Mrs. Lucina said.

“I agree,” said King Thanitis. “You have accomplished so much with your diplomacy. With the success in Voashire this morning, let us keep it up.”

“It wasn’t that successful,” Hagza muttered. “They just agreed not to attack us.”

“Besides,” Morana said, “these dwarves have done this in defiance of our Dark Lord. Let them be crushed to serve as a lesson to others not to deny his dark majesty.”

I groaned.

“Dark Lord Big Bro!” squealed Garnet, jumping high. “We must show your strength.”

I gave my little sister a look.

Ms. Trueno did not look so happy. “There will be collateral damage with a raid. The dragon will attack. Perhaps a saint will be there. Are we now conquerors?”

“We are thieves,” Lana Fulmine said in a flippant way that made me feel ashamed. I had stolen a few blades, but wasn’t that better?

“We’re liberators,” she said. “We rescue these goddesses, and Lady Ki needs us now.”

“Yes!” Garnet said, her tail swishing back and forth. “That’s what we have to do! Let’s save her!”

“We absolutely must do that, Lord Leo,” Bellia said. She wore her wooden armor, looking ready to fight.

Maya nodded as she sat beside me. “We can handle their army with kids’ gloves, overpowering them instead of killing them. The problem is the collateral damage from the other defenders.”

“The dragon,” Agubnamus said, something in her eyes. This gleam.

“Let us fight her, my Lord,” Akkuggian said. The darkness dragon smiling at me. “We can draw her away and subdue her before she causes more damage.”

“Yes, Akkuggian, we can do that,” said Kugimasahalam. “My Lord, let the three of us attack her. The earth dragon will not win when it is three-on-one.”

“I’m a dragon!” gasped Isatu. She was my first dragon but was younger than them, so not as strong. I had a fourth dragon, but Gudubennukug was still wracked with guilt over Kistal, so I did not summon her. “I can fight, too. Four on one.”

“You are young,” said Agubnamus. “No, no, it’s best to use the three of us.”

“And you’re sure you can lure her off?” I asked.

“Yes,” said Akkuggian. She smiled, her blue eyes gleaming. “Yes, we can.”

“So we attack the city from the outside and use the dragons as decoys to lure off the dragon,” said Alizee. “Then we can take the temple from the inside?”

“That’s not a bad idea,” said Maya. “The defenders rush to the walls. The dragon takes to the air. Then we attack from the temple. Maybe we can get through that metal door and if not, we can empty the temple and you can blow the entire thing up.”

“There might still be an earth saint,” said Mom.

“They have been quiet for a while,” said Nina Naughty. “That is worrying.”

“Yes,” Hagane said. “We must be ready for that.”

“Then we need the air monster girls to attack the temple,” said Bjorni. The bugbear sighed. “I suppose I can lead the attack on the gates.”

“Yes, yes, we’ll do it!” squealed Alizee. She jumped into the air, spinning around.

Lana Fulmine smiled. “We’ll take to the air, too. That should draw out the dragon. Then you can unleash them to their full size. You hold the air monster girls back with the group raiding the temple. That should work.”

“Yeah,” Leo said. “It’ll take 9 Mana Veins to unleash three dragons. That would leave me with…”

“Thirty-two,” Fara said.

“That’s plenty if it means getting another sword,” Kassie said.

“We’re closer to having them all,” Garnet squealed. Her tail wagged behind her. “Ooh, we just have to do this.”

“Yes,” I said. “Let’s figure out our exact plan. We’ll attack tomorrow.”

Chapter Thirty-Two

We settled on a plan to ring the city in five towers from which to launch my monster girls. We also altered the plans with the wind monster girls We had committed to “attack” the city from the air. If I held them back, the earth saint might suspect a trap.

So five towers. The Lightning Tower with Lana Fulmine and the cherubim, the Darkness Tower with Garnet and the demons, the Light Tower with Mrs. Lucina and the Houri, the Fire Tower with Nina Naughty and the Seraphim, and the Wind Tower with Alizee and the griffins. I added the three ancient dragons into those groups, putting Agubnamus in the Fire Tower, Akkuggian in the Darkness Tower, and Kugimasahalam in the Lightning Tower.

I gripped the Void Crystals, shifting everyone into position. I made the five towers beneath the ground and staffed them. I then added more monster girls to the staging ground beneath the temple for the attack to secure it.

“Get ready,” I sent. “Please, try not to kill any dwarf you don’t have to.”

“Relax,” Nina Naughty said. “We’ll keep them safe and sound.”

“Just a few broken bones,” Lana Fulmine said.

I nodded and drew in a deep breath. I surged up the five towers. Right now, alarms would be ringing out across Torvaka. Dwarves would be running scared. I was traumatizing them. No help for it. I wanted to do this peacefully.

I released the Void Crystal and glanced at Hagza. She was standing in the magic circle, a big grin on her face. I moved to her and began casting my protective spells, wreathing myself in the various spells that would protect and enhance me.

Strength of Mountains, Granite Flesh, Metalcoat, Revitalize, Static Aura, Flamebody, and Fly.

I nodded to Hagza.

She grinned. “Asud gu!”

White light flashed and we appeared in the staging room. Stairs led up into the temple, but none of my monster girls had moved into there yet. Terra, Crystal, Maya, Mom, Morana, Hagane, Mrs. Trueno, Isatu, Bellia, and the ogresses.

I waited for the moment to act.

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Lana Fulmine took to the air, leaving behind Kugimasahalam. The wind dragon was in her humanoid form, her white hair waving in the air. Didysisa, one of the cherubim, slapped her on the ass before following the lightning sprite into the sky.

The other cherubim followed.

Below, horns blared. The other four towers thrust into the air, strong and powerful. Monster girls rose into the air. This was it. The dwarves were scrambling beneath. They fled into their homes while the soldiers rushed through the streets. They were forming up into squads and manning near the towers.

Crossbow bolts shot up into the air at them.

The flying monster girls scattered and let them sail around them before diving down on the dwarves. “Remember, don’t kill any of them!”

“We obey Lord Leo!” answered the cherubim.

They fired their lightning down at the soldiers. Not to kill them. They struck near them. The bursts sent sparks flying, sizzling across their armor. The soldiers fell to the ground, spasming from the brush with the current. Soldiers scattered as the cherubim fired more blasts. Lightning shot from Lana’s wings.

A ballista bolt, which was a massive spear, hissed by her. The dwarves were manning the siege weapons on their towers, bringing them to bear on the flyers. More ballistas bolts hurtled through the air. They dodged around them and soared at them.

Lightning crackled as they prepared to destroy them.

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Alizee laughed as she swooped around a ballista bolt, almost touching it as if this was a game.

See how close she could come to touching one without being hit.

The griffins surged ahead of her, rushing for the tower firing at them. It was near the Left Teat, one of the two mountains that formed the Bosom. Alizee giggled. They did look like big boobs. She wanted to suckle on them, but…

The griffins were already at the target, their tawny hair flying behind them. Gray-feathered wings flapped as their talons seized the ballista. The dwarves dove for cover as they ripped the siege weapon apart and threw it to the streets below.

Alizee swooped over the city, searching for any sign of the dragon or the earth saint. If the earth saint appeared, she and her griffins had to attack at once. She wanted to fight a saint. Her last encounter had not been… pleasant.

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“For Dark Lord Big Bro!” Garnet squealed as she and her demons dove at a tower manned by dwarves.

Crossbow bolts fired up at them. Garnet dove beneath them, forming a shadowy whip in her hand. They had some naughty dwarves to punish. She and her demons hurtled down at them as the crossbow dwarves cranked back their weapons’ windlasses to reload.

“Kweh, heh, heh!” squealed Garnet as her whip cracked out.

The demons joined her.

Their dark lashes struck the dwarves, ripping their crossbows from their hands and flinging them off the tower. The dwarves raised their arms as they kept whipping them, forcing them to scatter for the stairs.

“Femdom fun!” squealed Garnet as she struck a dwarf in the butt with her whip, the dwarf jumping.

“Lady Big Perv Garnet, Mistress of Horniness, Queen of Depravity, and Empress of Kinkiness orders you to bow down!” roared Mhora, one of the demons.

The dwarves fell to the ground and stared up at Garnet with lust in their eyes. They were bowing before her as the demons surrounded them. Garnet landed in the center of it, the dwarven shooting at her.

“Kweh, heh, heh!” she chortled as she stood like a sexy mistress over the dwarves, her succubus lust spilling over them.

They worshiped her.

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Mrs. Bella Lucina’s halo flared. Light blasted down out of the sky and struck a group of dwarves, knocking them down.

More light flashed down from the houri, dazzling before the dwarven soldiers, temporarily blinding them. They stumbled about, crashing into each other. So far, she and her monster girls hadn’t killed anyone.

Where was the dragon?

Mrs. Lucina glanced to the right, searching for any sign of the dragon taking to the air or the earth saint unleashing attacks. The dwarves on the ground were fleeing into their homes. More soldiers were appearing, rushing through the street.

A hammer flew up at Mrs. Lucina.

She gasped and grabbed it. She spun around and spotted a new group of dwarves that were hurtling the hammers up into the air. A dwarven priest was with them, praying to bless them with strength. Mrs. Lucina fired a blast of light at him.

It struck him and knocked him down.

“Blind them!” the angel called to her four houri.

The houri threw out their distracting lights as they soured down, each one breathtaking. Their beauty would be the last things the hammer-throwing dwarves would see for some days. With those dwarves disabled, she flew off to find more.

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Nina Naughty soared for the Right Teat and the ballista firing at them from the towers.

One surged right for her. She threw a flaming pitchfork for it. It struck the bolt. Fire burst around the projectile. It spun out of it, on fire, and plunged for the street below. It crashed into the side of a stone building.

“Burn it!” roared Nina Naughty as she and the seraphim flew closer.

The seraphim roared, their blazing wings flapping. The group descended as the dwarven crew reloaded their ballista. Another bolt hissed out at them. The devil ducked beneath it and threw a flaming pitchfork at the siege engine. It hit, fire bursting.

The dwarves scrambled to put it out, but the seraphim were next. Their flames slammed down on it, driving back the dwarves. Some of their clothes caught fire. They fell down, their companions slapping at the flames to put them out while their siege weapon burned.

Nina Naughty banked to the right. She didn’t try to kill any of them, but if one or two died, well, she would not lose sleep over it. She scanned for the dragon. She soared over the temple now, her wings beating. The two peaks rose around her. She threw a pitchfork down on the roof. Her seraphim followed with flames.

A figure stepped out of the temple in brown robes.

“There you are,” Nina Naughty purred. “I think she’s out, Leo.”

She flung her pitchfork at the figure. If it was a dwarf, it would kill the person, but this figure was tall as a human. There was no way that was a dwarf. The pitchfork hit. The robes burst into flames. Nina Naughty smiled at the blaze.

From the fire burst the dragon.

She expanded into a brown-scaled behemoth. Her wings spread wide as she leaped into the air. Her wings flapped as she soared out over the city. She was immense like all the ancient dragons, her scales a rich brown, gray horns growing above yellow eyes. Nina caught a glimpse of amber belly scales.

The dragon turned her head and breathed a hail of stones that hurtled at Nina Naughty. She stared at the spreading cloud of death. She closed her eyes as death ripped her apart. She felt the pain for a moment then she was in the Void.

In the loving arms of Souleen.

Chapter Thirty-Three

When Nina, Ala, and Atesorata, two of the seraphim, died, I knew the dragon was confirmed.

I charged up the stairs into the dungeon, my monster girls following. They had to spread out through the temple and drive out the priests. I turned to the metal door that was the only way in or out of the vault.

I focused on the door and chanted, “Metal rusts and weakens, let the corrosion of Lord Nabu destroy!”

The spell was called Weaken Armor, but it worked against any metal. The door rusted. I punched it and broke through the door, revealing the Blessed Blade of Earth in its plinth. The ogresses rushed past me into the room, ready to fight.

“Hagza,” I shouted as I burned my nine mana veins, transforming Kugimasahalam, Agubnamus, and Akkuggian into their full dragon form. “Take it.”

Hagza stepped up beside me, entering the Vault. She gripped the sword and drew it out. She frowned and shook her head. “This isn’t the Blade.”

“The door was too easy,” I muttered. “They could have sealed the room, but they left this open.”

“It’s hidden in the temple,” said Hagza.

“Quake will reveal it,” I said. “Let’s clear the temple. Drive them out.”

Isatu stepped up to me, quivering. Her wings fluttered behind her in this adorable way. “Can I transform?”

I stroked her red-scaled cheek. “You’re so cute like this.”

She smiled.

I would have to reward her.

“Clear the temple!” I shouted. “Move!”

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Agubnamus roared as the power rushed through her. Already, the earth dragon was flying over the city, chasing the monster girls. Now it was time to tame her. She would be so much happier serving a real lord like Leo.

Her wings stretched wide. Her neck elongated. She launched into the air as she grew to her full size. The earth dragon snarled and turned to face her, but two others were expanding from their towers. Akkuggian with her black scales and Kugimasahalam with her gray scales.

All three of Lord Leo’s dragons roared their challenges and soared for the earth dragon.

“Traitors!” she snarled as she circled above the city. “You have betrayed your Lords!”

“Slave!” Agubnamus snarled back as she closed in on the earth dragon. “Why serve the monsters who shackled us to protect their baubles!”

“And what are you?” the dragon demanded. “You serve a builder! I felt the power he unleashed to empower you. How many mana veins did he destroy to set free his chattel.”

“I serve him gladly!” Agubnamus snarled before breathing water.

The powerful torrent struck the earth dragon in the side of the face. Then she banked and flew toward the Left Teat. The earth dragon chased her, snapping at her tail. Agubnamus beat her wings, feeling the anger of the earth dragon behind her.

Razor stones ripped into Agubnamus from behind. The pain tore at her face. She endured the pain to lead the dragon out from the city. Her wing hurt, though. The breath had damaged the membrane. Her speed faltered.

“Watch out!” cried Akkuggian in Agubnamus’s mind.

The earth dragon slammed into the water dragon from above. The weight nearly snapped Agubnamus’s wing. She fought to stay in the air, but it was too late. The Left Teat hurtled up. She crashed into the side of the mountain and rolled.

The earth dragon was on her.

Agubnamus ripped with her claws as the pair tumbled down the side of the mountain. Stones shattered beneath their bulk and cascaded down the slope with them. They started an avalanche as they tore at each other and bit. They both snarled in pain as they crashed into trees, snapping them like twigs before plunging into a valley and an invigorating river.

“For Leo!” roared the water dragon, her claws ripping down the earth dragon’s hide.

The enemy snarled and bit, sinking her sharp teeth into Agubnamus’s neck. She snarled, weakened by the breath attack. She was losing the fight. If it was only her and the earth dragon, she would lose, but it wasn’t just Agubnamus. The sky darkened.

Akkuggian and Kugimasahalam joined the fight.

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“Keep up the distraction,” Dark Lord Big Bro announced. “The Blessed Blade was a decoy. Ghosts, move in and start searching. Outside units, keep the soldiers away from the temple.”

Garnet smiled as she stood before her adoring dwarves. She glanced to the Left Teat where the dragons fought. Dust rose from the side of the mountain. Something big had happened there. Akkuggian and Kugimasahalam dove out of sight.

“You heard him!” said Garnet. “Let’s go and make more of these dwarves bow down and worship us!”

The demons grinned at her as Garnet wanted to join the fight with the dragon because soon it would be a foursome of dragons. They would be writhing with each other. Just having a wonderful time together.

It would be so amazing, and Garnet wanted to join in on the fun.

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Agubnamus tore into her enemy. She ripped at her as the other two dragons attacked. They slammed their claws into her, raking down the sides of the earth dragon. She snarled and swung her body, swinging her tail.

It crashed into Agubnamus’s wing, snapping it.

Rocks sprayed from the earth dragon’s breath, hitting the other two. Akkuggian and Kugimasahalam both roared and responded with wind and darkness. Their breaths clashed. Trees snapped around them. They churned up the river as they fought in the valley.

The earth dragon leaped to take flight. Kugimasahalam breathed hard. The wind slammed into her side, flipping her around. Akkuggian snapped her head forward, grabbing the earth dragon’s other wing and yanking it down.

The dragon slammed into the side, snarling in pain.

Lightning crashed down nearby and Leo appeared.

Agubnamus snarled in annoyance. He wasn’t supposed to be here yet. He should be in the temple. What if the earth saint appeared? Besides, the dragon wasn’t subdued. She still fought with a vengeance, ripping into the wind dragon’s hide.

Kugimasahalam snarled, “Submit! Serve! Be free of the gods! Serve a true man!”

“SLAVES!” roared the earth dragon.

“You’re just envious,” Akkuggian hissed. “You hate it and envy us. Our Lord is here!”

The earth dragon’s head snapped her head around and stared at Leo.

Agubnamus hissed in irritation at the darkness dragon as the earth dragon breathed in. She would shower Lord Leo in rock and pain. The water dragon leaped, ignoring the agony twisting through her body. She had to save him.

“Winds swirl, let the rage of Lord Anu rampage!”

Lord Leo’s voice thundered through the air as the earth dragon breathed. The cloud of flesh-rending rocks hurtled at Lord Leo, but a mighty whirlwind appeared before him. Twister, an Ultimate Level Wind spell slammed into the earth dragon’s attack and scattered the stones before striking her in the head.

The fierce winds threw her down on the ground and battered her flesh. Agubnamus pounced down on her, slamming her weight onto the dragon’s back. Bleeding heavily in this form, Agubnamus ignored her wounds and planted a foot on the brown dragon’s neck.

“Yield and be free!” roared Akkuggian before she bit the earth dragon’s neck.

“You’ll be loved!” added Kugimasahalam.

“You’ll get revenge on Lord Abzu for making you his slave!” Agubnamus added, her claws digging into the flesh.

“Winds swirl, let the rage of Lord Anu rampage!”

The tornado hurtled at them and struck the dragon. The winds only caressed Agubnamus. They swept over her body, making her shiver. The earth dragon bucked and heaved beneath her. She roared and breathed out another spray of rocks at Lord Leo.

Fear clenched about the water dragon’s heart.

To be continued…

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