【The Seven Dragon Chronicles of the Lustful Hero Wu】(Chapter Seven: Adulthood)

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Author: Wu Shuang
Published on February 23, 2015 in Forum 001
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This article is based on the content of "Heroes of Might and Magic I/II/III/mod Following the Miracles/IV/V/VI" & "World of Warcraft"
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【The Seven Dragon Chronicles of Wu Shuang】H-fiction expansion "Marasa & Alexstrasza's Collection Guide"
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"The Seven Dragon Chronicles of Wu Shuang" Chapter 1: Creation
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Chapter Two: Revolution of *The Seven Dragons Chronicle of Wu Di, the Hero of Lust*
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Chapter Three: Proletariat of *The Seven Dragons Chronicle of Wu Di, the Hero of Lust* (
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Chapter Four: Divine Craftsmanship of *The Seven Dragons Chronicle of Wu Di, the Hero of Lust*
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Chapter Five: Anti-Revisionism of *The Seven Dragons Chronicle of Wu Di, the Hero of Lust* (
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Chapter Seven: Adulthood
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※Year Eleven of the Seven Dragon Era
Six years have passed since the Red Rebellion that swept through the east of the Empire. The shadow of war has gradually
faded from human memory, and peace seems to have returned to the continent of Elarhigon. But for the demons, this is merely
the darkness before dawn!
Humans seem completely unaware of this, busy with their own businesses: buying
superior weapons from dwarves to sell to orcs, then selling food from orcs to goblins, then buying feathers and
flowers gathered by goblins to sell to elves, and finally selling the flower wine brewed by the elves to dwarves…
The Valley of Pain in the southwest of the Empire is a trade route connecting the Black Continent and the Imperial Capital.
Every year, many mercenary teams venture through the Valley of Pain to the Black Continent. The rare creatures in Painful Canyon
, if hunted and transported back to the capital, could fetch a high price, making them
like glittering gold coins in the eyes of these people. Even if luck wasn't on their side, bringing back rare items from the Black Continent, such as fragrant
tobacco or invigorating Arabica beans, could still sell for a good price!
One side of the canyon borders the Tatalia Jungle, the territory of the swamp elves.
"The insects that come out of the Titania Jungle are many times larger than those commonly seen outside, especially
the fifth-tier creatures of the swamp elves, the flying flies. Those flies, which swarm and hover like mosquitoes, are actually
the size of a flock of vultures! Their sharp, long beaks are quite frightening. When
novice mercenaries first see such large flies, they all wonder if being bitten by one of these things would
suck their arm dry."
"Old man Vesper, stop talking! You're scaring me to death!" Edric, the young man walking at the front of the mercenary group,
complained to the old guide Vesper.
"You little brat, who's scaring you! I'm just reminding you!" Old Vesper took a deep drag on his cigarette. "That's not
the scariest part. Do you know why the leader left all the female
members behind when we were traversing the Painful Canyon route, but brought along a greenhorn like you?"
"Why?" In fact, Edric was also puzzled. This mercenary group was traversing this route for the first time,
yet the leader trusted the drunken old guide Vesper implicitly. He even followed Vesper's instructions and
left all the female members behind at the start of the trip. And you see, many of the women left behind were the backbone of this mercenary group
!
"That's because a mercenary group once had a woman with them, and they were attacked by these flies at night!
If a man were attacked, at worst he'd lose an arm or leg, or at worst, lose his life!
But the female member who was attacked by the flies initially showed no abnormalities, only severe abdominal swelling. The group quickly took her on
their way, hoping to reach the next village for treatment! But..."
Old Vesper said grimly, "That night! The female member suddenly went berserk, stripped naked in the camp
, and possessed incredible strength. Two strong men could
n't catch her. While the mercenaries were scrambling or overwhelmed, countless flies suddenly hatched from her stomach, attacking and wiping out the camp from both inside and out! The entire mercenary
group was wiped out! This is because mosquitoes suck blood, while flies lay their eggs inside other
organisms to reproduce. So the flies that attacked the female member had laid their eggs inside her abdomen! From then on,
any group traveling this route is forbidden from bringing women!"
"Wow! These insects are terrifying!" Little Edric exclaimed!
"This is only their fifth-order form. They can evolve into sixth-order poison flies and even seventh-order dragon flies! Do you know
why they're called dragon flies? Because their bodies are covered with a hard, bony shell that
gleams with a metallic sheen. No weapon can penetrate them!"
"And the reason they're called dragon flies is twofold: first, they're incredibly powerful, comparable to
dragons among insects; second, even a giant dragon encountering a swarm of dragon flies would inevitably be shot down
and become its meal!"
"That's an exaggeration! These flying insects? They can't possibly defeat a dragon!" Edric exclaimed!
"I saw it with my own eyes!" Old Vesper was very dissatisfied with Edric's skepticism. He pointed to the jungle...
On the other side of the canyon, deep caves in the cliff face said, "Look!
Dragons live in those caves!"
"Dragons!" Edric was skeptical of old Vesper's words. He had heard enough of his boasting along the way.
Dragons, legendary creatures, were not to be encountered casually!
"If you don't believe me, fine!" Old Vesper took out a leather wine bag from his pocket, took a few sips, and handed it to Edric:
"Want a few sips?"
"I don't drink!" Edric shook his head and refused: "Is the taste unpleasant?"
"Unpleasant!" Old Vesper chuckled: "As a mercenary, when necessary, you have to drink
even the worst things! When there was a water shortage, I even drank my own urine! Kid, this damn cold wind, drink
a few sips to warm yourself up, or you'll be as weak as me before you even get old!"
"Look, there's water ahead!" Edric exclaimed in surprise.
Ahead lay a low-lying area in a canyon, where rainwater from all around gathered,
making it a vital water supply point during the rainy season. Upon arriving, the mercenaries cheered and rushed forward,
some even diving headfirst into the water without bothering to fill their water bags.
In no time, every mercenary had a bellyful of cool water, some burping and stretching their necks,
but all looking thoroughly refreshed.
In contrast, old Vesper calmly filled his water bags, then urged his mount to drink
before taking a few sips of wine from his pocket.
"Father!" Edric also drank some water, teasing old Vesper with interest, "Didn't you
say that as a mercenary, you have to drink even the worst things when necessary? This water may have a bit of a taste
, but it's more effective at quenching thirst than your wine!"
"That depends on the taste!" old Vesper replied casually, but suddenly stiffened. He
stood opposite Edric, his face grave as he gazed towards the bushes behind Edric. His voice was heavy
as he said, "Everyone, don't move! Whatever you see, don't make a sound!"
Seeing the usually languid Old Vesper's serious expression, everyone subtly shifted their heads to look in his
direction.
From the bushes opposite, a massive, robust figure emerged. Its coral-red body was enormous
, five times longer than the mercenary captain's steed!
From a distance, it looked like a small mountain! The creature slowly emerged from the bushes, its coral
-red skin covered in sharp, hard scales. Its long mouth opened, revealing a dense array of sharp teeth. It seemed to be
a gigantic jungle giant lizard!
This was a third-tier giant lizard of the swamp elf race. Its leather was the
finest material used by noblewomen in the capital to make small leather boots. This one was enormous, and its color was particularly unique—a coral red unlike anything they had ever heard of. "It's just
a third-tier creature. If we hunt it down, it'll be worth a lot of money!"
Seeing many mercenaries reaching for their weapons, Old Vespé shouted in a deep voice, "Don't move! If
you don't want us all to die here!"
The mercenaries stopped. Old Vespé's experience along the way indicated that he must have his reasons!
The giant lizard lay on the rock, seemingly watching the mercenaries from afar. The group of people and the lizard
stared at each other across the puddle for a while. Everyone felt that the creature's eyes didn't
gleam with ferocity, but rather with a mocking expression!
After a while, seeing that the mercenaries didn't move, the giant lizard yawned and turned around!
As it turned, its massive body emerged from the bushes!
On its shoulders! A pair of enormous wings suddenly spread open, seemingly able to block out a patch of sky,
creating gusts of wind with each gentle flap!
My God! It's a dragon! A legendary dragon! And judging from its color, it's an eighth-tier
red dragon!
All the mercenaries were terrified by their impulsive actions, thankfully they had heeded Old Vesper's advice and hadn't acted rashly!
The red dragon, however, didn't turn to fly away! Instead, it half-lifted its hind legs!
With a 'whoosh', a pale yellow liquid, carrying a scent familiar to Edric, fell from between its legs into the puddle
!
...
"What is it doing?"
"Peeing." Old Vesper shrugged. "You haven't never seen an animal urinate before, have you?"
"I know it's urination, but it..." Edric's stomach churned uncontrollably.
"Most animals and wild beasts mark their territory by scent and the smell of feces or urine. And dragons,
without a doubt, are the most powerful creatures in this world. If its urine is spilled here, other wild beasts will definitely
think there's a dragon here! What wild beast would dare to provoke a dragon?" Old Vesper
smiled. "That's why I didn't stop you from drinking the water without even testing for poison, because this
is the safest place in the entire canyon!"
"You!" Edric felt nauseous!
"Little Edric, I've told you before, as a mercenary, when necessary,
you have to drink even the most unpleasant things!" Old Vesper, having finished his joke, whispered to Edric, "Here's
a chance for you to make a fortune!"
"What chance?" Edric's eyes immediately lit up!
"This dragon really likes human gifts. As long as you offer it a gift, it will definitely reward you with a generous gift
!" Old Vesper smiled slightly.
"Really?" Edric asked skeptically, "Dad, why aren't you going? It's such a good opportunity!"
"Because it only exchanges gifts with humans once, and mine has already been replaced!"
"But I didn't prepare a gift!"
"It's alright, I've prepared its favorite gift. I'll provide the gift, you deliver it, and it has to
give me half of what it gives back!" Old Vesper said earnestly.
Looking at Old Vesper's serious expression, Edric thought to himself, (If there's no gift in return, this old man's
gifts will have been wasted!)
"Alright! Give me the gift!"
Old Vesper exclaimed loudly, "This is the most fashionable fabric I brought from the capital!"
When old Vesper pulled the fabric from his luggage, Edric's jaw dropped in astonishment!
It was a piece of cheap cloth that could be bought for a copper coin for three feet at a street stall, yet it was dyed with an incredibly gaudy
pattern of red flowers and green leaves. In the last town he'd stayed in, a mercenary had tried to use a piece to seduce a local prostitute, only to be stripped of
his pants and kicked out of bed in the middle of the night!
And now, old Vesper was actually asking him to give this cloth to the most powerful creature on the continent—a dragon!
As a gift!
"Hurry up! It loves this gift and can't wait to see you!" old Vesper urged. But
Edric looked at the dragon and felt that no matter how he looked at it, if he were to give it to the dragon, he would be the one who would
be the gift that the dragon could feast on!
"Go over there!" old Vesper kicked Edric hard in the backside, sending him stumbling and
falling towards the dragon, the fabric in his hand flying away in fright!
Sure enough, the dragon showed no interest in Edric, who had fallen right in front of it. It let out a slightly excited growl
, caught the piece of floral cloth floating in mid-air, and turned!
With a "plop," it tossed its gift back onto Edric's head, then soared away with the cloth in its mouth
!
"Old Vesper! You tricked me!" Edric roared, jumping up in anger!
But all the mercenaries surrounded him, reaching out to pluck the "gift"
—dragon dung—from his head!
"Kid! This dragon dung is a treasure! Keep it with you. Whether you're adventuring or camping at night, sprinkle
some nearby, and the dragon's scent will keep all wild beasts away! You lot, don't fight over it,
half of it is mine!" Old Vesper shouted!
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The dragon soared into the cave at the edge of the cliff. In the darkness, it seemed completely unaffected, its wings
flapping even more rapidly, the resulting gusts of wind propelling its massive body forward with tremendous force, causing the cave to undulate dramatically.
Any other creature flying at such speed underground in a narrow cave
would likely lose control and crash into the rock wall, even the agile Bluebird. But the dragon's control was flawless
; its speed only increased.
Wherever the dragon flew, all the subterranean creatures—cavemen, minotaurs, night elves, and even
Queen Medusa—bowed their heads in reverence.
For it was none other than the dragon princess—Moriel!
The king of the underworld is the dark dragon Malatha, and his queen is the red dragon Alexstrasza. They have ruled this
underworld for nearly a thousand years, but in the long lifespan of a dragon, he is only approaching middle age. As
the king of the dragons, the most powerful creatures in this world, Malatha recently has a very troubling matter—his
only daughter with his queen, Moriel, has come of age!
As the offspring of two kings, Moriel has displayed astonishing talent. While other young dragons of her age
are still learning incredibly complex dragon spells, she advanced to the eighth-tier red dragon at just over a hundred years old. Keep in mind that a
dragon is barely considered an adult at one hundred and twenty years old! Therefore, it is entirely foreseeable that in just a few years, Moriel will advance to the ultimate form of dragons—a black dragon, and perhaps even reach 　　the pinnacle of
dragonhood—a dark dragon, just like her father ! 　　(P.S.: Out of love for the top-tier creatures, dragons, the setting is based on Heroes of Might and Magic II and Heroes of Might and 　　Magic VI. Like Iron Man, she is one of only two creatures with four-tier advancement: Tier 7 Azure Dragon – Tier 8 Red Dragon – Tier 9 Black 　　Dragon – Peak Form: Dark Dragon! The Forest Elf race's advancement is Tier 7 Green Dragon – Tier 8 Gold Dragon – Peak Form: Five- 　　Clawed Gold Dragon.) 　　Furthermore, this princess is exceptionally mischievous, often doing things that are both hilarious and exasperating, but she is inherently kind 　　! 　　For example, urinating at water sources along human trade routes, while disgusting to humans, protects their drinking water safety 　　; exchanging excrement for small gifts from humans is enough to ensure their safe passage through the entire canyon; 　　this is a dragon who doesn't play by the rules. Unlike the arrogant, disdainful 　　attitude of other dragons, she always gives surprising answers or takes unexpected actions, leaving her father, 　　King Malasa, bewildered and at a loss, ultimately eliciting a smile, or even hearty laughter. 　　In human terms, she's a "brat"! 　　And now, the great Dark Dragon Malasa is preparing to find a powerful enough male dragon willing to tolerate her as she approaches adulthood . For this king, this is an even 　　more difficult task 　　than conquering Mount Meru and slaughtering the Titans ! 　　Moreover, before finding a suitable husband for Princess Moriel, she must understand something… 　　———— 　　Moriel flew back to her cave. Her room was completely 　　different from the other dragons' rooms, which were inlaid with various rare gems. Instead, it was filled with an atmosphere of art and magic. 　　The originally rough rock cave had been meticulously carved, with totems and patterns of various races covering 　　the rock walls. The dome shimmered with light, inlaid with countless gems of various sizes and colors, forming the shape of a starry sky, 　　beautiful and magnificent, like a black palace full of dreamlike colors and exotic charm. 　　In one corner of the room, she planted a few rose bushes, a beautiful flower that could only be cultivated by humans. In the wild, one could only find 　　what was called a wild rose. In order to make it bloom in the dark cave, she actually placed a fist-sized gem of light next to it 　　to simulate the illumination of the sun! Such extravagant behavior would make a human seventh-rank archbishop's 　　heart clench! 　　In the very center of the palace stood an exquisitely beautiful crystal bed in the style of a night elf. Moriel 　　was sitting on it, mimicking human movements, trying on the floral fabric she had just acquired that day and imagining what she wanted to wear 　　… 　　Alexstrasza, the Dragon Queen, flew in. She was an eighth-tier red dragon, favored 　　by the black dragon king Malatha for her near-crystal-like horns. 　　“Moriel!” Alexstrasza looked at her beloved daughter with affection. In terms of ability and learning, 　　this daughter was impeccable, but her behavior was truly unbecoming of a noble dragon!

"Mother!" Moriel proudly showed off her new toy.
Alexstrasza sighed, "Moriel, today is your coming-of-age ceremony..."
"Ah! My coming-of-age ceremony!" Moriel flew excitedly from the crystal bed to Alexstrasza, "So
what gifts have Mother and Father prepared for me? Hmm, where is Father?"
"Just now, a demon envoy requested an audience, your father will be here in a while! The gifts Father and Mother have prepared for you this time
will be of great help to your future!" Alexstrasza clapped her hands.
A group of naked female creatures entered. They crawled in through a cave entrance, knees on the ground, hunched over,
heads touching the ground. Moriel noticed that they were all completely naked, except for a leather collar around their necks,
with a bronze plaque attached to the collar.
Because they were kneeling on the ground, their buttocks were fully exposed, protruding upwards. Among them were
the scaly snake tails of serpent demons and Medusa; the wolf, fox, and leopard tails of orcs; and the round, smooth
buttocks of elves and humans.
These were not merely the low-ranking female dogs possessed by the cavemen of the underworld, but rather encompassed almost
all female creatures of the Ashan world, including even high-ranking beings like shadow witches, unicorn maidens, Medusa queens, and serpent queens .
Clearly, these were the collection of their father, the dark dragon Malatha.
"These are all your father's slaves," Alexstrasza clapped her hands, and they all climbed
down from the platform, standing with their legs apart.
"Summon them," Alexstrasza said, standing, "so you can familiarize yourself with the characteristics of being female."
The dragon queen Alexstrasza descended from her platform, pacing back and forth among the rows of slaves,
inspecting them.
She rubbed their breasts and nipples, parted their thighs, and reached out to touch each slave to determine their
health.
The first thing I saw was the Naga Queen, who only appeared in historical records!
During the First Blood Moon War, a portal to the demonic invasion appeared in Zin-Azshara
, the capital of the elves. Caught off guard, demons swarmed into the elven queen's magnificent palace, plunging the elves into chaos
. As the demonic army expanded, death and destruction followed in its wake. Finally, a group of high elves
betrayed Queen Azshara and joined the demons; these traitors were later known as succubi.
The remaining elves stood with humans in the great war, and together with their seemingly unreliable
allies, they displayed astonishing resistance and successfully destroyed the portal. However, the immense magical pressure that followed
caused the capital, Zin-Azshara, to explode, bringing terrible consequences. As if struck by a
giant hammer, it collapsed into the ground with the impact. This shockwave shattered the ancient world of Azshara into
several pieces—the present-day continent of Erascong, the northwestern continent of Enroth, the eastern continent of Yingzhou, the southern continent of Black
Continent… and a new ocean was born from it. Zin-Azshara, the former capital of the night elves, was largely
submerged. A massive whirlpool formed on the surface, drawing seawater into a giant
eddy beneath it. Once caught in the eddy, most creatures had no chance of escape.
Queen Azshara's palace was also swept underwater. At that time, some high elves drowned,
while most were affected by demonic power due to their actions during the war, transforming
into monstrous naga. These ancient elves discovered they could survive underwater.
The naga who gained immortality were predominantly female. Female naga were tall and slender, with sharp scales
, horns on their heads, and generally at least four arms. For unknown reasons, female naga
retained their pre-Cataclysmic memories and personalities better than males, thus possessing greater intelligence and magical
power. Therefore, the naga were a matriarchal society.
The Naga Queen before me had long, icy blue hair tied up, a magnificent ice crystal necklace
cascading down her slender neck to her ample bosom. Like the Naga women of the same ancestor as the elves, she was slender, but her breasts and hips
were full—symbols of femininity. Her breasts were shaped by the compression of six arms arranged side-by-side around her chest,
forming a pointed and pert shape. These six arms were neatly arranged, adorned with various glittering gold ornaments, some in front
, some behind, some above, some below. When the gaze was drawn to them, the six arms stretched out, rotating like wheels, as if each Naga arm was
swaying, expressing a dynamic beauty that stirred the viewer's heart.
Her hips were formed because her legs had evolved into a long fishtail, and her gait was entirely dependent on the twisting of her waist
!
The Naga evolved from ancient elves, so her lower body differed from the serpentine body of the dragon queen Medusa
, bearing the distinct traces of her feet!
Her long, shapely legs seemed glued together, the faint
outline of her inner thigh muscles visible. Her skin was covered in elven-style fish scale tattoos, resembling a layer of silver fish scales. Continuing
downwards, past her calves, was a beautiful tail fin, seamlessly blending with the leg's texture.
At this moment, Moriel noticed some small characters engraved on the bronze plaque of the ice crystal necklace around her neck:
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Race: Yingzhou Clan · Seventh-Tier Serpent Queen / Female
Origin: From the mysterious elven nobles of the East—the Highborne Naga. A Silver Alliance
mage named Maher discovered them on his journey to find Heles and brought back several. They were subsequently
bewitched by the Dark Titan Sargeras, becoming one of the divine beings and known as serpent demons. In the divine territory, they could only
advance to the seventh-tier serpent queen. It is said that in their homeland—Yingzhou in the East—they could evolve into
eighth-tier powerhouses—Nezha.
Characteristics: These creatures have a peculiar gender. In their sixth-tier serpent demon form, they are hermaphroditic;
upon evolving into a seventh-tier serpent demon queen, they become female; and upon evolving into an eighth-tier Nezha, they become male again.
Sample: Dareth,
leader of the serpent demon queen's army, received the blessing of the goddess of war, simultaneously channeling the power of the two ominous stars, Ketu and Rahu,
into her sword, enabling her to unleash six fatal consecutive attacks on her enemy in an instant. (In the context of the dragon...)
In the war between their races, she could fight a fully grown, eighth-tier black dragon without being at a disadvantage, and it was only through
the personal intervention of the Black Dragon King, Malasa, that she was finally subdued.
Grade: Top Grade
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《Curiosity》Dragons possess an intense curiosity about all things rare and unknown. Sometimes,
when they become their prey, simply using something novel can distract them.
This is the nature of every dragon, and as the noblest Black Dragon King, Malasa
extends the common dragons' love of rare treasures to the collection and appreciation of rare creatures!
At this moment, Queen Alexstrasza had finished inspecting the female creatures. She clapped her hands again, and then a
row of tall, handsome, and strong male creatures entered, standing bowed. They, too, wore
leather collars.
"These are my collection!" Queen Alexstrasza said smugly to Moriel. "Your father has
agreed that you can choose any one from his collection as a gift, but my collection is all
yours to enjoy. However, you must be mindful of their size and dimensions."
The male creatures entered the dragon's lair, their penises varied in shape, but all
were large and erect for their species. Moriel immediately felt a surge of desire.
"Come here, let me examine you," Alexstrasza
said, approaching them and taking Moriel's hand. "Follow me."
Queen Alexstrasza walked up to the male creatures and took turns rubbing their penises.
Moriel imitated her, and when her cold dragon claws touched their thick, erect, rhythmically throbbing
penises, she felt a powerful shock. The male creatures stood there intently, eyes
fixed straight ahead, their muscular bodies gleaming, their hands hanging limply at their sides, at the mercy of the two female dragons,
with no other choice.
Moriel discovered that these male creatures also wore the same bronze plaque around their necks, such as the minotaur at the very front
:
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Race: Underground Race, Tier 5 Minotaur General / Male
Origin: When Minos, King of Crete, ascended the throne, he prayed to Poseidon for a miracle. Poseidon bestowed upon Minos
a giant white bull, demanding that he sacrifice it to him. However, this bull was too beautiful, and
Minos ultimately sacrificed another bull instead. An enraged Poseidon cursed Minos's wife, Pascipe
, causing her to develop zoophilia. To conceal the ugliness,
Minos commissioned Daedalus to create a wooden cow for Pascipe and hid her inside. Because it was so
lifelike, the white bull took a liking to the cow and mated with her, resulting in Pascipe becoming pregnant and giving birth to the first
minotaur.
Characteristics: Minotaur possesses an exceptionally long, whip-like penis that curves in an S-shape when erect. Its glans is exceptionally long
with a fleshy hook at the tip, gripping deeply into the uterus until ejaculation. Furthermore
, it is incredibly strong and enduring in terms of power and stamina. It is a sexual partner widely admired by female dragons.
Sample: Gunnar,
the military commander of the Negan border. He lacks intelligence but compensates with his physique. Besides possessing the typical
strength and stamina of a minotaur, he also possesses speed! While serving as lovers to four female dragons,
he brought them to orgasm 387 times in 476 sexual encounters
. Grade: First Class
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As she passed each male, Moriel would put her hand on their penis, measure its length, and, mimicking her mother
's cunning, press down on the erection, then manipulate the glans. She felt her lower body begin to open and
become wet; the penis in her hand swelled and thrust forward.
She grasped their scrotums, gently squeezing them between her fingers. Her dragon instincts, tinged with morbid curiosity, were activated, and
Moriel was delighted to be free to play with another male's body however she pleased.
"Now they shall demonstrate,"
Queen Alexstrasza clapped her hands. Each male turned to the female standing behind them,
lifting them up, the females spreading their genitals, displaying their sexual organs!
Each male aimed his erect penis at their wet, open openings. Queen Alexstrasza
clapped her hands again. As if in a rehearsed dance, each male inserted his penis
into the genitals of the female he was holding.
The precision and speed of their movements left Moriel speechless.
She watched, feeling herself growing increasingly wet. Her mother, Alexstrasza, moved closer to her.
"Isn't this a beautiful sight?" As they watched the couples moaning and sighing, Mother Alexstrasza
said to Moriel, "Moriel, you are now an adult, so your mother hopes you will quickly
learn all these skills and find the strongest and best dragon as your mate,
to bear strong offspring for your father and mother. Therefore, these creatures are now yours; they will do whatever you tell them to
do. You can watch them perform, and you can also participate and learn yourself."
Moriel nodded. She walked to the first couple; the female was
Nico, the seventh-rank Medusa Queen, the close attendant leader of her father, the black dragon king Malasa.
The Medusa clan are descendants of the ancient sea god Phocys and his mate Ceto
. They had many children, collectively known as the "Phorcydes
. "
Medusa inherited the human-headed, serpentine appearance of her mother, the Naga, and possessed unparalleled beauty. She
secretly met with Poseidon, the sea god, in Athena's temple, and, overestimating her beauty, arrogantly
challenged Athena, the goddess of wisdom. Athena, consumed by jealousy, transformed Medusa's hair into venomous snakes and cursed her:
anyone who looked directly into Medusa's eyes would turn to stone.
"Earth overcomes water!" From then on, Medusa could never return to the sea to see her lover and mother. Enraged, she
joined the underworld, becoming one of the enemies fighting against humanity, protected by Athena! And because serpents possess...
They possess a trace of dragon blood and are recognized as members of the dragon race.
Although they are the lowest rank among dragons, due to the curse of the goddess Athena, they have become
powerful warriors. Any creature that approaches them will be petrified. Similarly, in terms of sex, any male creature that approaches them
will also be petrified. Only the black dragons of the Underground race, who are completely immune to magic, and the cavemen, who possess the talent to resist petrification,
can satisfy their desires. In fact, this is
one of the main reasons why the Medusa race has joined the Underground race without hesitation.
From a young age, Moriel had often witnessed Nicole serving her father. By the standards of most creatures in the Ashan world
, Nicole's face could be considered flawless and beautiful. Her clear, black and white eyes, though unresponsive to light
, were still bright and captivating. Her upper body skin was as translucent as ice crystals from the deep sea, possessing an unusual tenderness.
Her body was so supple it seemed boneless, like smooth silk wrapped around the Black Dragon King's massive form.
Her full, snowy breasts rubbed against his rough scales, her soft mounds seemingly melting against his hard
chest. Her scarlet lips gently kissed his breastplate, moving upwards to his neck. Her slender
waist extended downwards to a round, snowy buttock. Up to this point, her upper body was indistinguishable from a human's, but
her two thighs were fused together, covered in tiny, silvery-white scales forming a long, continuous snake tail.
The triangular indentation where the snake's body met her upper body was faintly visible. Facing her was a powerful caveman! After all, 　　only black dragons and cavemen could withstand
Queen Medusa's petrifying abilities ! 　　—————— 　　Race: Underground Race · Tier 1 Green-skinned Caveman → Tier 2 Hell Caveman → Tier 3 Purgatory Caveman / Male 　　History: The Caveman race lives underground. They have no eyes and rely on infrared sensing to perceive their surroundings, 　　so status magic such as blindness and petrification are ineffective against them. Even the Orb of Destruction cannot affect them. 　　Whether underground or above ground, they are among the weakest creatures. Their only advantage is their 　　powerful reproductive ability and rapid growth cycle, resulting in a massive population. 　　In many people's eyes, the only reason the mighty Black Dragon would accept such weak creatures as its subordinates 　　is Queen Medusa's insistence! As a Tier 6 creature, Queen Medusa has no males. 　　Any other creature that comes into contact with her will turn into a stone. Mating with a stone is neither fertile nor 　　romantic. Only the Black Dragon, immune to all magic, and the Cavemen, resistant to blindness and petrification, can be with her 　　. Therefore, Queen Medusa exists to satisfy the needs of the Black Dragon, and the Cavemen 　　exist to satisfy Queen Medusa's needs! 　　Existing out of sexual desire, the Cavemen are also focused on sexual development. Among the Cavemen, only males 　　have value, so all females exist solely to reproduce. However, due to difficult childbirth, harsh environments 　　, and food scarcity, the number of females is far from meeting the demand. Therefore, lower-ranking females captured during the Night Clan's wars 　　are given to the Cavemen for reproduction. They are called 'bitch'! All 　　lower female creatures—farm women among humans, flower fairies among forest elves, green-skinned goblins, strong female orcs, petite 　　female dwarves, and plump female gnomes—can become the cavemen's "bitches," enduring endless cavemen rape night after night 　　, constantly bearing offspring for them. The males become warriors, and the females become companions. 　　"Bitch" characteristics: Cavemen are not picky about their sexual partners; as long as they are female, they will be satisfied. Sample: 　　Arlach 　　. 　　Arlach is a siege expert, often summoned to attack enemy fortresses. 　　Grade: Third-class 　　. Talent: "The Blind One." Cavemen, due to their long-term seclusion underground, have lost their eyesight, thus being completely immune to blindness and 　　petrification; even the Orb of Destruction cannot affect them 　　. ———— 　　If cavemen could choose a leader, Arlach, as a third-tier Purgatory caveman, would undoubtedly be 　　the king! He is a siege expert, often summoned to attack enemy fortresses. Especially when dealing with females 　　, he treats each mating session like a siege! First, he clears the obstacles, 　　stripping his opponent of their clothing piece by piece, like removing antlers, filling moats, or crossing rivers. Then he breaches the gates, revealing his 　　massive member, no less impressive than a battering ram, and pounding it relentlessly until his opponent's will crumbles and they collapse 　　! Finally, he swarms in, letting his offspring completely occupy the inner city! 　　Even without eyes, Ayla's fingers swiftly slid to Nicole's genitals. Though blind, 　　the caveman could always locate a female's genitals through his sense of smell—anywhere the female hormones were most concentrated 　　! 　　Queen Medusa Nicole's skin was cool and moist. There was no foreplay, only passion. Aylach's penis 　　slid in rapidly, feeling as if it were being sucked in. However, if Aylach wanted to penetrate deeper, he 　　couldn't. This was because, as a snake, its entire life revolved around the strength of its waist, making 　　the muscles there undoubtedly the tightest. 　　Finally, Aylach successfully penetrated, feeling as if enveloped by a soft, constricting force 　　. 　　Aylach suffered three setbacks before finally successfully entering the inner city. 　　Whenever Aylach was obstructed, Nicole would say, "No," but her tail would wrap around Aylach 　　's back. 　　Her back was also tense and taut. As Aylach entered her, Nicole's jaw seemed 　　to have been struck, protruding slightly upwards, revealing blue veins through her translucent, snow-white skin. 　　Aylach withdrew his hard, swollen member, then thrust it in deeply again. 　　As Ellache did this, Nicole's jaw seemed to be struck, rising high into the air, and 　　she let out soft "Ah!" sounds, clinging even tighter to his back. 　　Ellache began to slowly thrust in and out, and a warm liquid overflowed from Nicole's genitals, initially like candy, eventually 　　sticking to Ellache's hard, swollen member like mucus...

(What a monotonous and crude exercise!) Moriel scoffed, turning her head to the other side, where
a slender night elf female body was rapidly rising and falling.
Long purple hair danced in the air, splattering the night elf's characteristic sensual sweat onto the surrounding walls.
Her tattered clothes could not conceal her mature and sensual figure, her limbs seemingly suspended in mid-air.
There was no resistance in her purple pupils, only a light mingled with fear and pleasure.
Could this be the third-level spell, "Low Gravity Spell"?
No, if one turned behind this night elf, one would discover that the one manipulating this female body was not an ordinary
humanoid creature.
It was the highest form of a second-tier dungeon creature—a fourth-tier tentacle demon with tentacles.
The prototype of the Evil Eye was a creature captured by the gods from another dimension; at that time, it only had one enormous eye and
several small eye stalks. When a warlock was banished, he stole its sample to the dungeon. After magically replicating it,
the warlocks, to avoid being accused of piracy by their colleagues (though they weren't particularly concerned),
decided to add tentacles to the creature and retain only one main eye—thus, the Evil Eye was born.
Through the warlocks' efforts, the small eye stalks of the Evil Eye prototype grew back, enhancing the main eye's ability to emit
the "Disintegration Ray," dealing damage while weakening enemies. They were a very useful ranged force in the dungeon,
but also suffered from the weakness of ranged forces being easily defeated at close range.
So the warlocks transformed them into the more advanced fourth-tier Tentacle Demons. The Tentacle Demon's true form was merely a half-person-high
fleshy sac. A blood-red mass of flesh enveloped a huge eyeball, surrounded by
wrinkles resembling aged skin, emanating a strong stench of decay. The tentacles extending from the fleshy mass were in no way inferior to their opponents in melee combat
!
At this moment, this ultimate evolved otherworldly creature tightly bound the female night elf's body, her
arms and legs encircled by countless tentacles.
Sticky, ugly tentacles coiled around her soft breasts, their mucus smearing the tender flesh and
emitting a faint, erotic glow. Several tentacles, resembling human fingers, clung to the elf's delicate nipples
, pinching and slowly rotating them.
"Mmm..." The woman's body writhed.
Tiny tentacles contracted and flicked against her breasts, pressing them inward before returning to their original shape,
like bouncing a ball.
Sweet breaths escaped from the woman's rosy lips, and waves of heat could be felt flowing through her manipulated breasts
. Even her most intimate parts were being attacked by the tentacles. The tentacles throbbed incessantly, the sounds of water
growing increasingly intense. Each thrust squeezed out a little white, foamy liquid.
Pleasure coursed through her body, and a lowly, pleading sound escaped her pink vulva as her delicate labia were stretched open,
like a hungry little beast rapidly swallowing and releasing the demon's tentacles. The surrounding air was filled with
the scent of debauchery.
A pink tentacle pressed against the woman's mouth, trembling impatiently, wanting to enter that warm
place. As asexual beings from another dimension, although not driven by reproduction, their
pursuit of carnal desire was an instinct.
Loud splashing sounds rang out. The tentacle's invasion grew increasingly fierce, its thick appendages slamming into the woman's vagina
. It stirred inside, and uncontrollable gasps escaped her lips, only to fall silent a second later.
The pink tentacle seized the opportunity to penetrate its target.
Even her anus was not spared; the tentacle's thrusts brought out the debauched love fluids, which
danced in the air. The tentacle that had entered her mouth reeked of a strong, putrid stench, accompanied by a feeling of pressure in her throat. This caused
the woman to vomit repeatedly. Her sexy body trembled violently…
(Was this predatory sex, or the so-called whip of love?) Clearly, if
described in human terms, the cultured dragon princess Moriel had no interest in this!
Moriel turned her head to the other side, to a creature she had always admired and wanted to associate with—
humans! These creatures, who frequently roamed the Valley of Pain, were not powerful, but they possessed an endless stream of novelties
. For example, there was a magical potion that could make one's body emit a strong fragrance, said to originate from
the bodies of another dragon race from the other side of the Straight Sea—the sea dragons—who called it ambergris; and there were fabrics of novel colors and patterns that, when wrapped around
the body, became as vibrant as a rainbow, unlike the dragons who were limited to the eternal blue, red, and black! And… so
many other novel things made Moriel really want to visit their world!
The female human before her had curly brown hair, often styled in a bun,
cascading like a black waterfall over her shoulders, highlighting her naturally fair skin. Through the glimpses of her hair, her reddish-brown nipples
were incredibly alluring. Swelling and ripe, they were like ripe, sweet fruit; anyone who tasted them would be
captivated by their deliciousness.
Her true age couldn't be discerned from her appearance, but her large breasts clearly showed the fullness of childbirth
, while her firm, rounded buttocks were further enhanced by a layer of mature voluptuousness. Her
smooth, jade-like flesh possessed an extra layer of sheen compared to other creatures!
Moriel carefully examined her bronze badge:
——————
Race: Human · Second-Tier Red Army / Female
History: The word "proletarian" originates from Latin mythology, originally meaning "to procreate
," but carrying a derogatory connotation. This refers to landless peasants who, after becoming part of the proletariat, can only rely on relief or
wander and loiter in cities, existing in the cracks of socio-economic and political society. Similarly, as the lowest
-ranking beings on the continent of Erathia—peasants, cavemen, goblins, dwarves, etc.—they are numerous but constitute the lowest proletarian
class in society. Finally, under the leadership of revolutionaries, they united and became the main force in overthrowing the corrupt rule.
Characteristic
: Lady Elani is a typical voluptuous woman who has given birth multiple times, but this has not caused any aesthetic damage to her perfect figure; it has only made her breasts and buttocks 　　fuller and more sensual
with each birth.

Sample: Lady Elaine.
During the Eclipse War, Elaine served honorably in the Royal Army. After the war, she returned to
her hometown and began managing the family business with shrewdness, enthusiasm, and fairness. The
once-prosperous estate was revitalized and flourished under her wise reforms. Now Elaine has returned to the battlefield, and the farmers,
not forgetting her kindness, obey her commands and fight bravely, displaying extraordinary courage
. Later, Elaine became a dragon's prisoner for the first time, but at that time she was merely an ordinary human woman,
given to the cavemen as a bitch. After her defection, she displayed astonishing talent, becoming
the leader of the Griffin Empire's rebel army. Although she ultimately failed and became a captive of the dragons once again, this time the great Black Dragon
King expressed great admiration for her and listed Elane as one of his most precious collections.
Grade: Unique Item
——————
"This is a human, a very interesting creature!" Queen Alexstrasza explained, pointing to Lady Elane:
"The females among them have evolved their 'breasts' to be full, white, firm, and elastic
to seduce males. Their lower bodies are even more wondrous. We dragons are ancient divine beasts, and we only have one reproductive organ,
through which we mate, reproduce, and excrete! Humans, however, separate mating, reproduction, and excretion
, creating an independent organ called the 'vagina.' Look!"
Lady Elane immediately lifted her breasts under Queen Alexstrasza's guidance, allowing Moriel to see the skin color
and shape. Her full breasts had large nipples at the front, and the entire breast was very fleshy. From a biological perspective
, large breasts are a symbol of fertility. She pinched the nipple, pulled it outward, and then suddenly released it. The full breast
immediately drew a curved trajectory in front of her chest, perfectly demonstrating the elasticity of the breast.
Looking down, Moriel saw that her waist was very thin, comparable to that of Queen Medusa Nicole. It was hard to believe that she
had given birth to two litters when she was reduced to a caveman bitch. Her buttocks were high and firm, and unlike her brown hair, there
was a dense patch of golden pubic hair between her thighs, which was so alluring that it was breathtaking!
Lady Elani then lay back, opening her petals to expose the delicate 'vagina' organ.
Moriel could clearly see this part of Lady Elani's body. The pink area facing her was
moist and glistening. The human female's vulva was slightly wriggling like the abdomen of a worm. Moriel
could see all of this very clearly.
Indeed, as Queen Alexstrasza had said, this part of the human woman's body seemed to
have grown there specifically for intercourse; its writhing motion gave it an almost lifelike quality.
"Want to try?" Queen Alexstrasza encouraged.
Moriel placed a claw into the center of Lady Elani's vulva.
"It feels like there's something soft and spongy inside, pink—is that a color unique to humans?"
Her fingers felt an overwhelming force surrounding them, stronger than any other creature's genitals.
Inserting her fingers inside required considerable force; gradually, her fingers felt a slightly rough sensation, and the tightness slowly
increased.
That tightness was even greater than that of Queen Medusa Nicole.
Her father, the Black Dragon King Malasa, had always highly praised Queen Medusa Nicole's unique tightness,
though Queen Medusa Nicole was a voluptuous mollusk.
Moriel was eager to know how humans, these creatures, mate! The vagina,
an organ never before evolved in dragon-like creatures, deeply stirred her dragon-nature's innate curiosity!
"You! And her!" Moriel commanded, pointing to the only human among the male creatures.
The bronze plaque bearing that male's nameplate read:
——————
Race: Human, Noble/Male
Origin: Sir Christine was a notorious playboy and explorer.
Characteristic: One of the entertainments of human nobles is making love. In sexual matters, they also possess human characteristics—
extraordinary learning abilities, such as the "Back-Entry Position" learned from dire wolves; the "Missionary Position" learned from gods;
"SM" learned from demons; the "69 Position" learned from serpent demons; the "Riding Position" learned from orcs;
and the "Proposal Position" learned from elves. These techniques are then refined and, depending on the region and inventor, developed their own unique
characteristics and names: "Forty-Eight Techniques of Eastern Thorn Pass," "Woods' Guide to Becoming a High-Ranking Farmer.
"
Sample: Christine.
Sir Christine is a famous playboy and also an explorer.
Grade: Third Class
—
Sir Christine and Lady Elane were both somewhat excited, because Queen Alexstrasza had promised that
whoever's performance satisfied Princess Moriel would be freed from their current sex slave fate and become the princess
's close attendant, responsible for knowing the princess's bedroom knowledge! Although she still couldn't escape the life of selling her body,
at least she could fill her stomach compared to her previous treatment as a sex slave. Or, if she could win the princess's favor, she might even be able
to use her power to gain some small benefits!
A pair of vigorous hands wrapped around Lady Elani's waist, and the palms that reached up from her sides cupped her
heavy, beautiful breasts, feeling their proud size with their hands. Christine's hands were the size of a warrior's, but
they could only grasp a small portion of the breast!
Seeing Christine's intoxicated expression, Moriel also stretched out her dragon claws and grabbed
Lady Elani's breasts. The dragon's claws, twice the size of a human's, barely held Lady Elani's enormous breasts!
Only when she actually touched Lady Elani's body did Moriel realize that real breasts were so
soft and boneless, like silky skin covering sponge-like soft flesh. When the claws pressed, they gently
sank and gently bounced back, like the ripples of water, and were so warm, constantly exuding an alluring milky
fragrance.
As Moriel savored Lady Elani's suppleness, Christine's cheek rubbed against Lady Elani
's ear, skillfully using flirtatious techniques to breathe hot air into her ear, the heat of his body mingling with her own.
An immediate
, suffocating passion surged between the two human bodies pressed together.
Lady Elane turned her head and kissed Christine, her wet tongue slowly entwining, seemingly teaching
Moriel the uniquely human art of kissing. After savoring the sweetness of their mingled saliva,
Lady Elane's red lips began to suckle Christine's skin.
Soon, Moriel noticed that the two humans were positioned differently from other creatures. Sir Christine lay supine
on the ground, while Lady Elane's tongue slid towards her open crotch… as if her tongue were
born to caress male genitalia. This action astonished Moriel.
Moriel kept licking her lips, a sight she had never seen or imagined before. It was common
knowledge that one of the dragons' most powerful weapons was their breath. If a female dragon opened her mouth to
the genitals of any male creature, there was only one possibility: the genitals would be annihilated by the powerful dragon breath…
Moriel covered her mouth with her hand; she didn't find the scene defiled. Normally, lovers craving each other's bodies 　　was as natural
as possessing and taking possession of their favorite food with their mouths . 　　The scene before her was so direct, and seeing Lady Elani's completely absorbed expression almost shattered her 　　preconceived notions. 　　Moriel couldn't move to watch the next pair of creatures mating… 　　As a dragon, Moriel herself had never experienced oral sex with a male; in fact, 　　she had never even seen it before! 　　At the same time, she didn't feel any impurity in this regard, especially seeing Lady Elani so devotedly 　　serving Christine, which gave her an urge to try it herself. 　　Lady Elaine skillfully sucked only on the tip of the glans, stimulating the opening with her tongue, 　　while her soft palms served the testicles, massaging them gently. Her other hand reached around the outside of his hips, gently 　　caressing Sir Christian's firm buttocks, teasingly scraping the cleft with her fingers, and even boldly 　　poking at his anus. 　　Sir Christian enjoyed the service from the opposite sex, actively tightening his perineal muscles to make his penis swell to its 　　limit, closing his eyes to accumulate pleasure. 　　A layer of saliva made the pink glans look strangely cute. 　　As Lady Elaine increased her speed, the fluid on the glans was pushed to the ridges, gathering between her lips 　　and dripping to the ground, accompanied by lewd 'gurgling' sounds. 　　As his penis began to throb rhythmically, Christine cried out, "I want it!" 　　He flipped over, trapping Lady Elane beneath him, pressing his body against hers. Lady 　　Elane's legs were lifted by Christine and placed on his waist. 　　"I'm going in..." Christine sighed deeply, shifting his position and pressing his thick, hard 　　penis against her already wet vaginal opening. 　　His excited penis began to thrust in, the glans parting her slippery labia. The honey-scented vaginal opening, despite its desperate 　　contractions, offered no defense. Christine let out a pleasurable groan, fully penetrating Lady Elane 　　's body. 　　"Ah..." Lady Elane threw her head back, closing her eyes. All her senses seemed to focus solely 　　on mating, her soft genitals secreting even more lubrication. 　　"Elane!" Christine whispered, calling the location of the bronze badge around her neck. Her smooth vaginal canal perfectly 　　enveloped his penis, the sensitive folds of flesh scraping against the shaft, sending waves of tingling pleasure through him. 　　Within those red petals, the pale pink, ring-like entrance would 　　indent with the slightest pressure of the glans, the surrounding walls simultaneously pulsating, accepting his penis. 　　"Ah...ah..." Lady Elane's voice, when possessed by his penis, was always filled with sorrow, pain 　　, and pleasure, stirring the hearts of men and women alike. 　　Sir Christine's every thrust was perfect, like the finest champion knight 　　charging down his targets with his lance, each movement powerful and at varying angles. 　　He made shallow and deep thrusts, two out of ten being deep penetrations to enhance the pleasure. 　　Lady Elani's vaginal opening gradually began to feel more and more wonderful, and a faint 　　"hissing" sound could be heard from that part, the sound of friction between the mucous membrane during shallow and deep thrusts. 　　"Mother! Did you hear that?" Moriel exclaimed, "That sound is so beautiful." 　　Sir Christine rubbed the mucous membrane with satisfaction, and that invigorating sound rang out again. 　　At Moriel's call, Lady Elani opened her eyes and looked around at the scene around her with some confusion. The curious 　　Princess Moriel, the indifferent Dragon Queen Alexstrasza, and the other specimen creatures watched their lower bodies being 　　fiercely thrust into, the tingling and numb sensations growing stronger in waves. Looking at the expression of enjoyment on Christine's face, she suddenly 　　felt that she was the most dazzling princess in this underground world. 　　Soon, the mature female body, which had fully adapted to lust, convulsed and ushered in her first orgasm. She 　　cried out in a slightly hoarse voice, and a humming sound like she was about to cry came from her nose. 　　Soon, Sir Christine let out a beast-like roar, forcefully pressing himself 　　onto Lady Elaine's soft body. His engorged member, buried deep within her, began to violently ejaculate, spraying millions of sperm 　　deep into her uterus. 　　At that moment, Lady Elaine's only thought was the high-pitched moan of peak sexual climax: 　　"Ahhh...again...again..." 　　"How interesting!" Moriel reached out a fingertip, scooping up the sticky, lustful 　　nectar overflowing from Lady Elaine's vagina, and asked, "Human, I can feel you're happy. Tell me, why is that?" 　　Lady Elaine obediently replied to Moriel, "For human women, the pleasure of deep penetration comes 　　from two directions. First, after penetration, the pubic bones rub against each other, and when the woman's most sensitive clitoris is stimulated 　　, it produces a wondrous pleasure as if struck by lightning. Second, the woman's cervix 　　protrudes, and the friction with the penis's tip produces an unprecedented pleasure."

"And the vagina of a human woman varies from person to person. Even a shallow or small vagina can accommodate a powerful
penis! For me, my passage is narrow and often tight, with average depth, and a protrusion
appears from within when aroused. Whenever the tip of the penis touches that protrusion, my body feels like it's bursting open, then transforms into an orgasm
..."
"And that's not all. We women are females deeply favored by the Creator. The breasts
, the secondary sex organs of humans, are different from those of other organisms. Only 25% of their volume is needed for lactation; the other 75%
is fat, solely for displaying sensual allure, thus forming various shapes such as spheres, cones, pears, peaches, and melons
. The vagina, the primary sex organ, is even more amazing. It can accommodate male organs of various sizes and can
experience one or two hundred consecutive orgasms. And once you've experienced consecutive orgasms, you'll become addicted, constantly
craving and savoring that intense pleasure, unable to forget it, as if the pleasure of the orgasm lingers deep within your soul
, never to disappear..."
"How interesting!" Moriel suddenly turned and took flight!
"Moriel! Where are you going?" Queen Alexstrasza called after her!
"I'm going to find my father!"
—∞◇∞—героисемьдраконаэру—∞◇∞—
When Moriel flew into the Black Dragon Throne, the Black Dragon King Malasa was lying on his throne!
Its body was far larger than any other dragon in the hall! And its entire body was shrouded in a deep black mist! Even
each scale seemed to be painted with ink!
A Dark Dragon! The Black Dragon King Malasa was none other than a ninth-tier Dark Dragon, standing at the very top of the creature hierarchy in this world
!
Before him were two humans, one dressed in silver and the other in white, who appeared to be the so-called demon envoys. However,
the Black Dragon King Malasa seemed to have no interest in them whatsoever, appearing listless and indifferent.
Only when its beloved daughter Moriel leaped into its arms did it let out a helpless snort, shifting
its body from its throne and yawning: "My Moriel, what are you doing here!"
"Father! I want a present!" Moriel squirmed in the Black Dragon King's arms, her
most powerful weapon against Malasa—her whining: "I have no interest in any of your toys! I want something else!"
"Alright!" The Black Dragon King Malasa surrendered as always: "Tell me, what present do you want? Or
, shall I go and catch a Titan for you?"
"No!" Moriel grabbed the Black Dragon King's whiskers: "I want to become human!"
"How could that be!" Black Dragon King Malassa shook his head, his drifting dragon whiskers transforming into a wisp of black mist as
he broke free from Moriel's grasp. "You are the noblest of dragons, how could you transform into such a lowly reptile!"
Indeed, for the dragons, who occupy the top of the food chain in the Ashan world, becoming human was as
laughable as becoming a rat or a cockroach in the eyes of humans!
"No! No! I want to become human!" Moriel continued to unleash her ultimate move, but it seemed
to have no effect!
"My Moriel, we dragons are naturally immune to magic. You are already an eighth-tier red dragon, any
magic below level four is ineffective against you. Even if you are a seventh-tier blue dragon, level three magic like Polymorph is within
your immunity range! Otherwise, your father could go and capture a magician to help you transform for a few days!"
"No! You are the great Black Dragon King! I don't care! I need you to find a way!" Moriel also unleashed her ultimate move
... Dragon's Roar!
Seeing the Black Dragon King's helpless expression, the dragons in the hall secretly chuckled!
At this moment, the white-robed demon envoy stepped forward: "Great Black Dragon King, perhaps I have
a treasure here that can solve your problem!"
"What treasure!" Moriel immediately sat up!
Before her stood a stunningly beautiful woman, possessing an aura completely different from that of demons—the kind that made one hesitant
to approach, a beauty that would likely make most people feel inferior.
This was Harvin, from the demons of Hell!
Harvin took out the Transformation Scroll that her mentor, Seya, had left her, secretly glad she hadn't used it to revert
to her original form: "Your Majesty, this Transformation Scroll is a forbidden spell, it should be able to allow
you..."
"Where did you get this!" The Black Dragon King, Malassa, suddenly opened his seemingly perpetually sleepy dragon
eyes, and before Harvin could finish speaking, he snatched the Transformation Scroll from her hand: "
What do you call it?"
"The Transformation Scroll!" Harvin thought to herself, this scroll certainly fits the dragons' curiosity;
only such creatures would be interested in such a useless treasure.
"Transformation Scroll!" Black Dragon King Malassa sneered. "You don't even know what this is?
You must have obtained it by accident! A true divine artifact, utterly obscured!"
"What! A divine artifact!?" Harvin hadn't expected that this scroll would be considered a divine artifact by the great Black Dragon King.
"Your Majesty, while this scroll is wondrous, it's merely an enhanced version of Transformation. Could it
be that it hides other wondrous uses?"
"Only ignorant humans like you would consider this scroll a Transformation Scroll!" Black
Dragon King Malassa sneered. "In our dragon clan's records, it has another name—Dragon Slayer Scroll!"
Dragon Slayer!!
Such a taboo word echoed through the dragon caves, and all the dragons roared in fury. If it hadn't
come from Black Dragon King Malassa, any other creature would likely have been torn to shreds on the spot!
"Your Majesty the Dragon King! This! How can this scroll possess such a powerful ability as 'Dragon Slayer'!" Lamia
asked in surprise. With her eighth-tier strength, she could naturally tell that the scroll was merely imbued with a "Transformation" spell
!
"Considering you offered this divine artifact, I will tell you!" the Black Dragon King Malasa began to recount.
"After the 'Titan Rebellion,' in which the ancient gods and Titans vied for supremacy, Gaia, the Earth Mother, dissatisfied with
the overthrow of her Titan sons by Zeus, gave birth to her last son with Tartarus, the god of hell: Typhon."
Typhon, covered in hard scales and spewing scorching, poisonous
flames from his mouth, is the ancestor of our dragon race—the Fire Dragon. "
The great fire dragon Typhon came to Mount Olympus, and all the gods fled in terror. Only Zeus
remained calm, mustering his courage to fight the great Typhon. He desperately dodged Typhon's deadly breath
and unleashed lightning and thunderbolts from his scepter. But when his magic was exhausted,
he could not defeat the great fire dragon Typhon. Because we dragons were created by the Earth Mother specifically to fight against the gods , we
were endowed with the talent of immunity to all divine magic. At this moment, the Titans, who had submitted to the gods as soldiers,
rushed forward. The great Typhon was confused. He had come to rescue his brothers on his mother's orders, and he did not know
how to deal with this situation. In the end, he failed!"
"The defeated Typhon hid in an underground cave. He reflected on the reasons for his defeat, and it was all
caused by those ungrateful Titans. From then on, we dragons and the Titans became mortal enemies!"
Haven and the others listened as the Black Dragon King Malassa recounted this legend known to everyone on the continent.
"A glorious defeat indeed!" King Malasa sighed. "From that time on, our dragon race has been recognized
as the most powerful creatures in this world of Ashan!"
"However, the gods were unwilling to accept defeat. They racked their brains and finally developed this magic, 'Shapeshifting'!"
"Father! You're so long-winded! Get to the point!" Moriel snapped, unable to contain herself any longer. King Malasa had finally
returned to the topic of "Shapeshifting"! Harvin thought to himself, "King Malasa is indeed
even more despicable than those writers on Qidian who just copy and paste material to rack up word counts!
" "Compared to 'Transformation,' besides permanently maintaining the transformed form, the most important
characteristic of 'Shapeshifting' is that it can change according to the user's imagination. Moreover, in addition to appearance, even abilities and
talents can be transformed!"
"Ah!" Harvin seemed to understand something!
"The key is 'arbitrariness' and 'talent'! Back then, God used this 'Transformation Scroll' to transform himself into
an unprecedented creature, even more powerful than the Fire Dragon—a Holy Dragon! It possessed
a body as strong as a dragon; an innate ability to be immune to all negative and offensive magic, yet shamelessly accepted beneficial magic!
Therefore, in the subsequent battle, it easily slaughtered most of our dragon race's strongest members!"
Harvin suddenly understood. No wonder she had always felt something was off. She had initially
transformed into the fifth-tier nun Namtaruru with the position of a seventh-tier chairman, but ultimately became the seventh-tier Holy Inquisitor Namtaruru. Now, she realized
it was because she secretly desired Namtaruru's beauty while simultaneously wanting to retain her seventh-tier strength
!
Thinking this, Harvin clenched her fists in anguish. The opportunity to become the strongest in this world had
slipped through her fingers! Indeed, the scroll's greatest strength lay in its 'arbitrariness'! If he hadn't used it to transform into Namtar
, but instead into a sacred dragon, or even the Buddha, Guanyin,
or the great Chairman Mao from his original world, he could have swept across the world!
"Human, for the sake of you offering me this divine artifact, I grant your request for an alliance!"
Although he had achieved his purpose, Harvin felt no joy. He was heartbroken because he had rashly
used one divine artifact and then given away his last!
Looking at the final "Transformation Scroll" in the Black Dragon King Malasa's claws, did Harvin still have a chance to reclaim it?
Not only Harvin, but all the dragons in the cave, including Lamia, were eyeing
the "Transformation Scroll" in the Black Dragon King Malasa's claws with covetous eyes!
The Black Dragon King Malassa, twirling the Transformation Scroll in his claw, sighed, "Unfortunately, this is
a spell I'm completely immune to! Moriel, you use it. Your current rank is only an eighth-tier red dragon, immune to
spells below level four. This Transformation Scroll is a forbidden spell, so it's still effective against you. Use it
to advance to the most powerful being in our dragon race—a Holy Dragon! From now on, the mission of protecting the dragon race is entrusted to you
!"
"Father! You really want me to use it?" Moriel excitedly took the scroll and immediately crushed it!
A moment later!
...
"No!" A dragon roar echoed from the cave, making all creatures, even the dragons, tremble!
The wrath of a ninth-tier Black Dragon King was unbearable for any creature!
Only a red-haired girl remained fearless, smiling as she looked at him, "Father!
How do I look now!"
The Black Dragon King Malassa's dragon eyes blazed with fury! If it weren't for the black dragon's innate immunity to all magic, I would have definitely used
this scroll to advance into a being surpassing even gods—a holy dragon! Giving such a precious opportunity to my only
bloodline!
But!
This mischievous only daughter—Moriel—actually used such a precious artifact to transform herself from a noble dragon into
such a lowly, insignificant reptile—a human!
She! Actually transformed herself into a human!
She had thick, expressive eyebrows on her forehead, below which were round eyes that often showed surprise;
and a nose that twitched slightly at the smell of fragrance. Her entire face retained a touch of childishness, the kind of face that hadn't quite shed its youthful appearance, but her features were very well-proportioned. There was no 　　doubt
that she would become an outstanding beauty in the future . 　　However, further down! 　　Heavy, full breasts, like fruits, much larger than papayas, especially since, due to the 　　powerful muscles of the dragon, they didn't sag or widen outwards; instead, they stood upright, neatly lined up side by side! 　　These were a pair of beautiful, unimaginably large breasts. 　　Moriel, in her human form, appears remarkably young, entirely due to her 　　immature mind, remaining at the level of a child! Yet, her 120-year dragon age has brought her body to its 　　peak maturity! 　　Therefore, upon seeing her now, her childlike appearance evokes an irresistible 　　urge in men to protect her! Her devilish figure further fuels the desire to manipulate her at will, igniting 　　the possessiveness of male creatures!

Especially the lingering aura; even the dragon race, with its completely different aesthetics, found her incredibly charming!
But!
This was absolutely not the scene the Black Dragon King Malasa wanted to see!
"Father! You're crying!" Moriel reached out to wipe away the tears streaming down Black Dragon King Malasa's face. At this moment, in her
human form, she only reached the side of the Black Dragon King's enormous head. "Father! I don't want to be some holy dragon.
In my heart, you are the greatest dragon! The dragon race and I are willing to protect you under your wings for life!
So I want to become human and experience what it's like for them..."
"My Moriel, didn't you hear me clearly? Is the effect of the 'Transformation Spell' permanent?"
"Then...then I'll find a mage from the divine race to create a 'Transformation Spell Scroll,' and then let me turn back into your daughter
!" Moriel shrugged, mimicking a human's gesture!
"Hahaha! The gods of yesteryear exhausted all their resources to create only three scrolls. How could the current 'god race' possibly
create such a divine artifact! One of them, in the form of a holy dragon, defeated our dragon race! After the gods departed,
the whereabouts of the remaining two became unknown. Only after a thousand years have we encountered one of them. Do you think the last one is easy to obtain?"
The Black Dragon King, Malassa, closed his eyes in despair!
"There's still hope!" Moriel didn't care at all!
As for Harvin, he was determined not to let the Black Dragon King know that he had actually used the last scroll
. Otherwise, the Black Dragon King would surely tear him to pieces in its rage!
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《The Seven Dragon Chronicles of the Heroic Wu》Chapter Seven: Adulthood〖Complete〗
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●Edric (Edric)
Hero of Heroes of Might and Magic III. Edric's grandfather was the first person in Erathia to tame a griffin, and today, the Edric family specializes in taming griffins and supplying them to the king's army.
●Vesper
"Heroes Might and Magic II" hero
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●Mouriel (Mutrare)
A hero in Heroes of Might and Magic III. Moriel is born with the ability to command dragons, making her invincible on the battlefield.
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● Malassa:
Boss in Heroes of Might and Magic VI
● Alexstrasza:
Character in World of Warcraft. One of the Five Great Dragon Aspects
● Daremyth:
Hero in Heroes of Might and Magic III. Daremyth is a legendary and mysterious figure; her background is a topic of much discussion.
● Gunnar:
Hero in Heroes of Might and Magic III. Military commander on the Negan border. He lacks intelligence but compensates with his physique; besides possessing the strength and stamina typical of Tauren, he also has speed!
● Nicole:
Queen Medusa from the novel *The Devil's Law*
● Arlach
Heroes of Might and Magic III. Elach is a siege expert, often summoned to attack enemy fortresses.
● Christian (
from Heroes of Might and Magic: Following the Gods) Sir Christian is a notorious playboy and explorer. (Note: This Sir Christian is not the same person as the human hero Christian from Heroes of Might and Magic III.)
★ Scroll of Transformation: An artifact. Allows permanent transformation into any form, possessing the characteristics and talents of the target, unless another scroll is used to revert to the original form. A god once used it to transform himself into a holy dragon, slaughtering numerous powerful dragons, hence it is also known as the "Dragon-Slaying Scroll."
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