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The lewd sounds of water spreading through the sound transmission spell were even more deadly.

The sound of a newborn breast, nestled in Miria's arms, bringing a peaceful sleep, gradually quickened, a sign that Miria was also moved.

But ironically, beneath the peaceful atmosphere of sleep, Mira was indulging in unrestrained pleasure with her beloved husband, the double stimulation from her honey pot gripping and squeezing his penis.

The ever-growing, purplish-red glans, lubricated by the cool, slippery love juices inside Mira's body, thrust rapidly in and out of the erotic, snow-white enchantress's trembling honey cave.

Similarly, the constant thrusting and pounding of the flesh walls, accompanied by the fluttering carnal pleasure of Mira's climax after she was satisfied, resonated in Qin He's ears.

Like countless tiny mouths sucking on the penis, the cool, anemone-like buds inside Mira's body seemed to react instinctively, or perhaps they noticed their lover's intrusion. They simply wrapped themselves around this savage, burning male organ.

A wave of pleasure surged up, a dreamlike yet incredibly real, intoxicating tingling sensation that overwhelmed Qin He's senses.

This caused the glans to be pushed in little by little, filling the incredibly tight and fragrant snow-like flesh. At the same time, Qin He's incredibly powerful penis bestowed upon Mira supreme pleasure.

That hard, iron-like penis rubbed and ground against her vaginal walls as if to cruelly punish the lustful flesh beneath her, stirring up waves of pleasure.

Her love and possessiveness for Qin He... as well as the inexplicable competitive instinct between her and Miria, and her aunt who raised her, her only relative, filled her heart.

Her brain was already occupied by intense pleasure, the tingling sensation like an electric shock, which made Mira, who had not been able to get what she wanted for a long time, involuntarily arch her body slightly.

—She hadn't received any of Qin He's affections all night. The last time she did it with Qin He was... yesterday afternoon!

Her voluptuous, snow-white legs wrapped around Qin He's waist with an unyielding stance, leaving no room for escape or any attempt to take them from her. Mira's only thought now was:

"Husband...fuck me?~"

Needless to say, Qin He originally wanted to make the two stunning beauties in front of him feel like they were dying of pleasure, and to completely imbue them with his color and flavor.

Although he was indeed quite tired these days, being tired didn't mean he couldn't win over that little devil Mira.

Qin He was about to teach this snow fairy in heat a little lesson, at least until she was truly satisfied before he would hold her and Miria as they fell asleep.

"Hoo... Mira, I'll grant your wish. After all, you're just a lustful succubus, constantly pestering your sleepy husband for more, aren't you?"

In this world, banshees belong to the undead branch of the elves. Their desires are even stronger than those of the drow elves, and their magical talent is naturally no less remarkable.

It's worth mentioning that the black and gold robe that Miria wore when she first met Qin He was the outfit she wore to attend important occasions among the female demon clan.

Therefore, it's not wrong to call them alluring snow fairies.

As Qin He spoke, he suddenly exerted force in his waist. His swollen, hard glans pressed mercilessly against the cervix, causing Mira's smooth, white abdomen to bulge.

The outline of a complete penis was instantly revealed between Mira's firm and fair abdomen.

Mira was caught off guard by this sudden attack. Due to Qin He's proactive advances, she was already weak and limp from her orgasm. She had no ability to resist.

As the glans forcefully pounded against the cervix, a powerful, tingling sensation instantly sent a signal to the snow fairy girl's brain.

With each increasingly forceful thrust from Qin He, the delicate, fleshy vulva was flattened.

Physical pleasure brought Mira extreme joy, filling her mind with ecstasy, especially when Qin He's hands mercilessly caressed and kneaded Mira's rosy nipples.

All the intense pleasure that welled up inside her, as if to push her to the peak of climax, gave Mira an unparalleled and passionate orgasm.

The girl's originally alluring and seductive expression transformed into a highly visually captivating climax.

"Ooh ooh ooh ooh?~"

In an instant, a refreshing, cool, and smooth honey gushed out from between Mira's flawless, snow-white mounds of flesh.

The slightly sticky coolness poured over Qin He's constantly rising and falling hips, further fueling his desire to conquer the flesh beneath him!

The throne, already somewhat wet and unsightly due to Mira's orgasm, was now imbued with an incomparably erotic and sweet scent.

But the writhing, soft, lustful flesh and the elastic cervix that seemed to be tightly gripping the glans now began to actively submit to the thrusting of the penis.

Her wanton, honeyed slit slowly opened, only to spasm and close again with each thrust of the penis. Each slow, deep contraction was proof of Mira's relentless pursuit of Qin He.

Miria was at a loss for what to do, and could only let Qin He continue to suckle her plump and full breasts, causing her alluring nipples to gradually stand erect.

The entire penis was inserted into the woman's body, and the extreme pleasure drove away the fatigue.

In fact, Qin He even enjoyed this way of staying alert while processing documents. With one after another of his wives' voluptuous, eagerly awaiting penetration under his desk, how could Qin He possibly complain of being tired?

His hips swayed faster, and the thrusting, with his entire penis inside, became heavy. He surrendered his whole being to desire and instinct.

Overwhelm all thoughts and concerns, allowing enjoyment and pleasure to fill your entire being.

Mirana's tight, soft flesh, so alluring that it seemed as if she were the succubus's bewitching vulva, intensified its squeezing of her husband's accumulated semen.

In order to quickly monopolize Qin He's fresh and thick semen, the fleshy walls of the uterus, which had taken the initiative to sit inside and was eager for Qin He to open its uterus and fill it with semen, kept rubbing against each other.

In this situation, the lubricating effect of vaginal fluid is minimal. The gurgling, wet sounds of their intimate union are unrestrained and swaying, incredibly erotic, yet alluring.

—At least Miria was already feeling aroused. The burning thirst she felt was a manifestation of the snow elf's lust.

Rather, it's more accurate to say that in this world, no elf is truly free from worldly desires.

Chapter 434 Young Dragons, but Hundreds

He was completely absorbed in Mira's demands, her expression as if she were a newlywed bride after a long separation. This made Qin He feel incredibly at ease and a weariness he hadn't felt in a long time.

Looking at Mira again, her golden eyes, which had previously been veiled in a hazy, rosy hue, were now filled with a dazed and infatuated look. The pink, heart-shaped marks that had appeared within them became clearly visible as her honeypot opened and closed and her penis thrust in and out.

Thick semen poured into the snow elf's cool, smooth palace, and the lewd sounds of the water, like blooming fireworks, reached her ears through a sound transmission spell.

She poured her heart out to Qin He, expressing her love. Unbeknownst to her, fueled by desire, Mira found herself deeply mired in an indescribable quagmire.

The pleasure of the constant thrusting between their bodies was both intense and profound, both intense and subtle. The lingering intimacy quickly brought Qin He a long-lost sense of drowsiness.

"Hmm—Auntie, now it's all up to you to get him to sleep!"

Her cool, smooth, and warm body, as if created by the very essence of heaven and earth, nestled tightly against Qin He's. His head was currently resting in Miria's arms—

The same plump, elastic, cool, and lovely bare breasts trembled shyly, but thinking of Qin He's hard work over the past few days... Miria let him take her erect and delicate nipples back into his mouth.

"Your Highness Qin He...please get some rest."

……

At the Battle of the Hundred Dragons, young dragons from both the Blue Dragon and Brass Dragon tribes have gathered.

The metal dragons recruited an orc tribe as their followers, while the chromatic dragons were centaurs.

To prevent the Inkhoof Clan from turning against them on the battlefield and slaughtering the chromatic dragons after their leader was killed, Qin He replaced them with a centaur clan that was not affiliated with the Centaur Princess's faction, and made the dragons serve as their followers.

Of course, centaurs, orcs, and even some hired adventurers are just extras in this battle. The only thing that truly determines victory or defeat is the difference in the peak combat strength of both sides.

After two months of growth, the Gold Rathian and Silver Rathian cubs raised by Deng Liu have all transformed, now possessing a body length of seven meters, surpassing even the ancestral cubs.

Given the aerial combat capabilities of this rare fire dragon species, even a silver dragon that has awakened flight magic cannot gain much of an advantage.

However, correspondingly... once it is defeated by the opponent's reverted baby dragon, the fire dragon will find it difficult to continue.

This battle will test the teamwork between the fire dragon hatchlings and the success of the obsidian dragon's planar warp-over tactic.

Zhuang Daihua knew that her sole focus for the rest of her operation was to join forces with Yan Liu to storm into the metal dragon's territory, capture the flag, and achieve victory.

Both sides completed their deployments, and their griffins, death worms, and killer scorpions were all ready.

This is a battle of speed to capture the flag; any act of consuming enemy allies to replenish stamina will slow down the progress.

At times like these, the advantages of the chromatic dragon cubs become apparent. Dragons die for wealth, birds die for food; greed is their strongest driving force.

Tempted by the promise of Golden Fire Dragon Scales as battle merits, the colorful dragons are perfectly capable of enduring the depletion of their stamina and launching the fastest and fiercest attacks.

Within each major battle zone, drones were broadcasting the matches. This grand event of young dragons battling it out brought a touch of excitement to Mithril City's recent stalemate.

"Little girl, if you ever walked the streets of Mithril City, you would know that Flame Plume is the strongest! In melee combat alone, a young red dragon can easily defeat silver and bronze dragons!"

"Old man, you think you're so great just because you know a young red dragon? Silver dragons and chrome dragons can beat her with their frost breath!"

"Bullshit! The Red Dragon's Burning Aura will instantly kill the Silver Dragon. Flame Liu swept away twenty Silver Dragons with a single tail strike."

"Did you even do any research? The strongest one should be the Purple Dragon. Its Blade Breath directly bled twenty gold, red, silver, and bronze dragons!"

"I can't take it anymore... Did you throw away the resistance and physique of the Royal Nightingale Golden Dragon as trash? The Golden Dragon ate Flame Glaze and Purple Dragon in one bite!"

"Golden Dragon can't burrow through the ground first? Lantern will just take on Golden Dragon one-on-one and wear it down. It can't outfly, it can't outdig. So, you bunch of guys..."

……

The arguments continued, and many residents also began placing bets.

Before the official start of the competition, nine young silver dragons were already perched in the clouds, ready to swoop down and intercept any enemy that appeared in their sight.

Thanks to the ability to stay airborne granted by the Cloud Travel Technique, the silver dragon moved through the clouds as if walking on flat ground.

"Target spotted, it's the White Dragon."

Even after special training, the white dragons were much stronger than ordinary white dragons. However, their previous battle strategy was not suitable for capturing the flag, so Qin He assigned the white dragons to lure the enemy.

Faced with the equally formidable Silver Dragon in aerial combat, the White Dragon could only retreat. However, with the White Dragon's combat skills stored in the Dragon Crystal Coin by Qin He, as long as it didn't linger in battle, it should be able to hold out against the Silver Dragon for quite some time.

"Don't rush, the bronze dragons are heading straight for the enemy camp along the river. What about the chromatic dragons' defenses?"

Huang Ying used the sound transmission crystal to obtain information and confirm the battle situation from the silver dragon and the minor leaders among the many young dragons.

"No! The expected obstruction from Deng Liu and the White Dragons freezing the river didn't materialize. Purple Dragon... that Miss Zhuang Daihua is charging straight towards the camp!"

Realizing that the situation was hopeless, Huang Ying knew... what followed was a battle of defense for both sides.

Huang Ying must face the combined attacks of the three strongest young dragons, Yan Liu, Deng Liu, and Zhuang Daihua. The opponent, possessing both fire and lightning attributes, is the best choice for defending the flag.

"Ha...Is that so? Then let's fight! Command the brass dragons and copper dragons to attack together and destroy the green dragons' and black dragons' defenses as much as possible!"

Green dragons are often at a disadvantage in battles among the ten common dragon species.

The dragons most easily hunted by humans are, firstly, the black dragon, and secondly, the green dragon. Their ability to use poison is extremely deadly, but also very easy to counter.

In contrast, the red copper dragon, with its immune acid and strong resistance to toxins, is the best choice to break through their defenses.

By sending out the brass dragon, the only metal dragon with the burrowing specialty, the Royal Oriole is about to open a breach. The chromatic dragons are launching a full-scale attack, leaving only the green dragon, the black dragon, and their magical plant defenses behind them.

The bronze dragon, traveling by water and penetrating deep into enemy territory via river channels, was like an unstoppable dagger. Neither green dragons nor black dragons, nor even magical plants, could hinder it.

Radiant Lightning will soon face her first battle: a clash with Rust.

Silver Dragon is ready to rush to the aid of various battlefields and suppress them, while Gold Dragon, Iron Dragon, and Chromium Dragon are responsible for defending the rear.

"It's Yan Liu! Yan Liu is here!"

Unleashing its burning aura to its maximum extent, the raging flames burned everything in its path, and Yan Liu displayed the domineering power of a primordial red dragon.

"Come! Foolish silver dragons, savage chrome dragons! You ant-like minions, the ancestral red dragon is right before you!"

"Those who have the guts, come out! Otherwise, you will only face the fate of cowards!"

The mighty griffin lost all its feathers in the blink of an eye, howling as it plummeted to the ground within the ring of fire. A scorching wind, devoid of life, instantly fryed the death worms until they were golden brown and sizzling with oil.

The charred carapace had long since obscured the original outline of the Killer Scorpion; only the white flesh stained with charred marks proved that a creature once existed here, destroyed by the Red Dragon's supreme power.

On the other side, a flash of light shot into the sky, piercing through the towering trees. It robbed the daylight of its light, plunging darkness into the eyes of any creature that gazed upon the graceful purple figure.

With the fan-shaped, violent dragon flames and the concentrated heat lines, Yan Liu and Zhuang Daihua swiftly and decisively tore apart the defenses of the metal dragon's retinue.

The heat rays spewed by the purple dragon swept across the sky in an instant, and Zhuang Daihua shot down a silver dragon that was pouncing from the clouds.

The ancestral purple dragon's breath, with its incredibly solid heat ray, grants a range far exceeding that of ordinary attacks.

Knowing it couldn't dodge in time, the silver dragon frantically spewed out frost breath in an attempt to protect itself... Then, the young silver dragon, its scales and flesh slightly burned, plummeted and crashed onto the ground in a sorry state.

"Damn it! Lantern is probably after me. As an Ice Curse White Dragon, her underground burrowing speed is far greater than that of ordinary white dragons!"

Huang Ying had also made preparations for this. Besides the final line of defense formed by the combined forces of the Golden Dragon and Iron Dragon, she had also deployed Death Worms underground…

Although these things cannot stop him, they can at least delay Deng Liu's progress.

If the underground death worms appear and die simultaneously and on a large scale, it can almost certainly be confirmed that it is the work of Deng Liu, and Huang Ying will have a chance to respond.

"I will hold the line! Let Cold Floss, Dust Rust, and Cursed Cold break through the Color Dragon's defenses with all their might and completely extinguish the Blazing Lightning!"

As an ally, the ancestral chromium dragon Cursefrost is indeed an excellent partner. With a more ferocious and ruthless style than Flame Glaze, she also unleashes a freezing aura, cutting through the defenses of the green and black dragons.

Trees snapped and broke, and the deadly frost, wind, snow, and hail swept wildly, their soaring power resembling a real blizzard.

The freezing aura of the Chromium Dragon Curse is a variant of the orthodox freezing aura.

The breath of the Silver Dragon and the White Dragon are both freezing fan-shaped and straight-line frost, but the Chrome Dragon, in addition to frost, also possesses a second type of ice-attribute breath.

—Hail Breath: The extremely destructive hail combined with the aura makes the destructive power of Curse Cold's charge almost equal to that of Flame Glaze.

Infused with the aggressive nature of her own hail breath, the hailstones that burst forth at will were enough to blast any young dragon blocking her path to shreds and break its flesh and bones.

"Ha... What's wrong? You bunch of lowly green-scaled and black-scaled bastards have sunk so low that you have to use a fire dragon to fill in? Then bring it on!"

Before the match, they were instructed not to kill any of the opponent's dragons, including fire dragons, horned dragons, or other flying dragons; these were all Qin He's subordinates sent to support him.