Blood Emperor Throne

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In the crucible, a few thick bubbles rose up, mixed with the gurgling sound of the bubbles bursting, forming a line of words.

Seven crucibles, seven lives, seven cycles of decay, seven reincarnations

Then, the three bronze bells on the crucible rang seven times, transforming into three bronze bell shapes, with runes of decaying spears entwined with flower branches embedded on their backs.

Within this crucible, seven drops of emerald-green liquid, exuding the fragrant aroma of life, swirled and floated around the central emerald-green bud, like a seedling of the World Tree, or perhaps the cycle of life.

Asmodie closed his dark eyes, quietly feeling the life force flowing within him.

The hidden injuries left in the arena and the minor wounds caused by this killing melted away as quickly as winter snow in spring. Even the scars on his body faded away, and his skin became smooth and firm again, making him feel relaxed all over.

The third deity, the Lord of Life, brought blessings of life and healing.

Seven drops of the Elixir of Life, each drop equivalent to a third-circle healing spell, can be used seven times a day, and the healing effect becomes stronger as the blessing level increases.

The way this Lord of Life bestows blessings is extremely easy. Basically, it only requires him to improve his physical constitution, and this deity will also bestow more blessings accordingly. The effects of these seven drops of life elixir will become increasingly powerful, which can be described as benevolent.

However, although it looks extremely easy, in reality it is the one that improves the slowest.

If you want to improve your physique quickly, there are only a few special ways, such as bathing in the dragon flames of a golden dragon or the holy fire of the church, or taking medicine. Otherwise, you can only cultivate honestly.

Fortunately, he has the blessing of the Blood God, so his progress won't be too slow.

Chapter 14 Madam, you didn't want this either...

After processing the blessing message, Asmodeus, supporting himself with the longsword at his waist, walked up to Claudia and lightly tapped the hilt with his fingertips.

"You will take control of the herd for me, and I will save you and these female centaurs, as long as you obey me."

Claudia was stunned, her eyes trembling, and she asked incredulously, "You... can save us?"

As the centaur chieftain, she knew very well that their injuries were almost certainly fatal in the savage, medically devoid race of beastmen, unless they could find a wood elf priest deep in the Ancaru Forest.

However, the Wood Elf priests loathed the Beastmen, and anyone who stepped into Wood Elf territory would be pierced by a hail of arrows.

"It's not free."

Asmodée's indifferent, deep black eyes met Claudia's alluring amber eyes, trembling with hope.

“I will not remain in the forest permanently. When I leave, you must expand the territory of the Calamity Beasts to the Earl of Dorne.”

"Of course, I will provide you with the necessary supplies and weapons, as well as a certain degree of assistance. However, I will only give you one month. Within that month, I want to see a fully equipped centaur cavalry."

These words caused Claudia and the group of female centaurs around her to show strange expressions, making them feel even more that the man in front of them was strange.

This human, despite having already subdued them, did not treat them with the same cruelty and cruelty that victors in the war of beasts would show to the defeated. Instead, he was extremely concerned about their injuries.

And the price they paid was simply to make those who had already submitted obey?

What a strange man...

Claudia took a deep breath, suppressing the strange ripples in her heart, and said softly, "We choose to comply."

“Very good.” Asmodeus nodded in satisfaction.

Then they saw Asmodeus draw his longsword from his waist, open his palm, and cut open the wound.

A crystal-clear drop of crimson blood slowly dripped from the hideous wound on his palm, but it did not emit a rusty, bloody smell. Instead, it was filled with a faint, sweet fragrance, like the life force of grass and flowers.

This sweet fragrance made the wounded female centaurs feel as if their pain had been somewhat healed, and the excruciating agony had subsided.

Asmodel moved his bleeding hand to Claudia's full, luscious red lips and said softly, "Open your mouth."

Crimson, glistening blood droplets slowly dripped from his fingertips into the soft mud. The moment the blood seeped into the mud, a large patch of soft grass and trees grew wildly, as if given a growth stimulant, growing a full half meter.

This wondrous sight sent a shiver down the spines of Claudia, the proud and wild centaur chieftain, and all the female centaurs, making them understand why Asmodie had said he could save them.

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Just how many more mysterious tricks does this man have up his sleeve?

Claudia looked at the mysterious man before her, a man who seemed capable of captivating anyone with just a glance, and suddenly felt that... surrendering to him might not be so bad.

She shyly brushed aside the strands of hair that had fallen across her forehead and gently closed her beautiful, proud eyes.

Her luscious, fiery red lips trembled slightly with shame. Her soft, fragrant tongue gently licked Asmodie's fingers before she opened her sticky, moist lips and slowly took them into her mouth...

Accompanied by specks of emerald green light, like fireflies in a summer forest, her hideous wounds were covered.

The rotten flesh and blood seemed to be reborn, shedding the rotten fur. Amidst waves of tingling and itching, the bleeding stopped, the hideous wound gradually healed, new flesh grew, and it was covered with snow-white fur again, without the slightest trace of a scar.

"Mmm~~Mmm~~Mmm-ha~~"

This extremely soft, hot, and itchy sensation, mixed with the shyness in her heart, was like a potent aphrodisiac, causing Claudia's full and luscious red lips to overflow with extremely ambiguous and erotic breaths.

These incredibly ambiguous, soft breaths caused the surrounding female centaurs, whose alluring eyes were already gradually becoming hazy from Asmodian's examination of their injuries, to light up with slightly dreamy, pink hearts.

After a long while, until the wound on the horse's belly had healed, Claudia reluctantly withdrew her full, soft red lips, her breath coming in sweet gasps, a glistening trail of moisture running down her fragrant, smooth tongue and Asmodian's fingertips...

Asmodian glanced at the lingering, fragrant nectar on her fingertips, then quietly surveyed the proud and wild female centaur.

That indifferent, emotionless gaze made Claudia blush and turn her alluring eyes away, biting her red lips and glaring angrily at the group of relatives beside her who were looking at her with mocking expressions.

However, it turned out that these female centaurs were no better off than Claudia when faced with Asmodie's life-giving blood bead.

When Sally, this mature and graceful centaur, shyly brushed aside her hair and opened her sweet, soft lips to hold Asmodie's fingertips.

The tingling sensation of the wound healing and the intoxicatingly soft, sticky heat made her, a widow who had been widowed for a long time, feel her flesh soften and her hooves become limp.

After Asmody removed her fingers, this mature and gentle centaur was already drenched in fragrant sweat, her sweet tongue half-protruding and dripping with sweet nectar, and her plump, ripe chestnut-colored rump trembled slightly, as if yearning for Asmody's further violation.

However, Asmody simply rubbed her plump, smooth, milky breasts, eliciting a soft, resentful moan from her, before moving on to the next shy-looking female centaur.

It wasn't that he wasn't interested in centaurs; on the contrary, he was extremely interested in this group of female centaurs.

These extremely wild, hot, alluring, and beautiful female centaurs, apart from their voluptuous and supple lower bodies, possess sexy and athletic figures and a wild and glamorous charm that would make them top-tier sex symbols even in human society.

In other words, healing these female centaurs and then gathering the beast herd is the top priority right now. Otherwise, he wouldn't mind enjoying these female centaurs and planting slave marks on them for easier control.

An hour later, when Asmody finally finished healing the last female centaur, the room was filled with an extremely sweet and alluring female fragrance.

These eighteen centaurs, including Claudia, the proud and beautiful centaur chieftain, all collapsed to the ground, their bodies limp and alluring, their faces flushed with desire.

Their once wild and alluring eyes were now filled with a soft and languid spring charm.

Moreover, after drinking the blood droplets mixed with the life essence of Asmodie, their already extremely plump and graceful supple and healthy bodies gained an extra touch of voluptuous and mature charm, and their rumps became even more plump and moist.

"Alright." Asmodeus, supporting his longsword at his waist, met Claudia's shy yet alluring gaze. "Your injuries are healed, now it's time for you to get down to business."

Claudia bit her red lips lightly, let out a soft hum, and slowly straightened her soft horse's hooves as she rose, gathering her alluring chestnut-brown, wavy hair.

She moved the horse's hooves slightly, looking somewhat surprised.

My body is truly as good as new. Moreover, compared to before, my figure is more flexible and supple, my physical strength is more abundant and my endurance is stronger, and my strength and physique have also improved.

Who exactly is this man?

Claudia and the other female centaurs cast curious glances at Asmoder, only to find him resting his chin on his hand, scrutinizing their graceful and supple bodies, his brows slightly furrowed.

"Is there anything else unusual?" she asked anxiously as she rode forward.

Asmodeus rubbed his chin with his fingertips, scrutinizing Claudia's graceful and supple white horse body from head to toe, making her extremely uncomfortable before suddenly uttering a seemingly random remark.

"It's actually in the back... What a peculiar structure."

Claudia and the group of female centaurs were taken aback at first, but then they realized what was happening and blushed with embarrassment.

A moment later, Claudia put the animal skin corset back on, gathered her waist-length chestnut wavy hair into a neat ponytail, and walked out of the grove with light and leisurely steps.

However, there was a slight hiccup in the process.

After putting the animal skin corset back on, Claudia discovered something embarrassing: after Asmodie healed her injuries, she found that her already ample and round, snow-white breasts had become even fuller and perkier.

When she wrapped the animal skin bodice, which she could barely hold up, around her again, it still trembled and revealed most of her snowy, smooth skin, along with her smooth, white cleavage, which was extremely cool and erotic.

It was Asmo who used his longsword to cut open the corset and crudely made a backless corset, which she was able to put on.

Her already plump and pert white rump became even rounder, fuller, and more fragrant, like a juicy and sweet peach.

Not only her, but the other female centaurs also experienced this condition to varying degrees.

The most striking was Sally, the gentle and beautiful centaur. Her already moist and fragrant white breasts were now plump and perky like ripe peaches, and each time her horse landed, they would ripple with waves of ripe, white flesh.

As for her plump, ripe, soft, and rounded rump, it swayed with her every step, creating incredibly alluring and seductive ripples, showcasing her voluptuous charm.

Upon exiting the grove, Claudia was immediately confronted by Cassandra, the beautiful knight.

The two sides were old rivals and had dealt with each other many times, so their attitudes were extremely cold when they met.

Claudia raised her head proudly, snorted coldly, and her horse trotted out of Cassandra's sight with a light step.

Faced with the arrogance of this silver calamity, Cassandra simply brushed aside the strands of her golden hair that fell across her forehead, and walked toward Asmodie, her hand on the longsword at her waist.

"How is the number of beasts?" Asmodeus cleaned the bloodstains from his hands and took the list that Cassandra handed him.

"It's all done counting. The quantity and type are all listed here. Take a look for yourself." Cassandra held her long, slender legs, her soft, alluring eyes slightly shifting to the side, a hint of absentmindedness in her gaze.

Asmodie glanced at her, a hint of mockery flashing in her eyes.

This beautiful female knight seems to be jealous.

"Where is Sera?" He glanced at the list briefly, put it away, and his suppressed rage gradually rose. His dark eyes, filled with a hint of heat, aggressively scrutinized the jealous female knight before him.

In the quiet, open grove, a noble and alluring mature woman, a beautiful knight-errant, her ample breasts clad only in a thin, sheer white shirt and tight trousers that accentuated her plump, voluptuous curves, this combination of elements was enough to arouse any man.

"What...are you planning to do now?"

Asmody's fiery and unrestrained gaze aroused Cassandra's already aroused and tingling flesh, which had been burning from the soft moans in the grove earlier. This aroused an extremely shameful and sticky spring-like feeling, with her plump and soft lips opening and closing, releasing a sticky and cloying fragrance, and her long, firm and plump legs couldn't help but rub against each other slightly.

"What? You've forgotten so quickly?" (Mei, I think you're in the air, you're in Lin, you're not here.)

Asmody took the opportunity to pull her plump and supple waist into his arms, his large hand brazenly sliding down to cover her extremely moist and mature breasts, which were outlined by her tight trousers.

He leaned close to Cassandra's ear, a slightly teasing smile on his face.

"Madam, you don't want...your daughter to find out about these things, do you?"

"You!" Cassandra glared at him angrily, but her soft, tender breasts, which were naturally fertile, became even softer and hotter because of Asmodie's desecration.

She didn't know what was wrong with her. She should hate this man, but she felt unhappy because of his ambiguous relationship with these centaur females.

Moreover, her pent-up desires, untouched for over a decade since her husband's death, had been palpable. While she had been extremely wanton today when Asmodie had taken her, even riding him on his waist, it was one thing. But now, in this open grove, with just a little teasing, she had become so…unbearable…

"No, let Sera notice..." In the end, this noble and alluring knight bit her full, soft lips, shyly averting her seductive eyes, and letting Asmodie do as she pleased.

A moment later, this noble and alluring knight, with her naturally plump and alluring flesh, stood in the open woods, leaning against a tree trunk, stretching out her long, firm, and voluptuous legs clad in high-heeled silver boots, her spring eyes shyly gazing at her large, honeyed, and mature curves outlined by her tight trousers.

“The lady’s body is quite honest.” Asmodeus twirled the sticky honey stains between his fingertips, leaned close to her ear, and teasingly unbuttoned her already taut shirt.

"pat-"

With two soft popping sounds, two plump, round breasts, like ripe, creamy, full-bodied melons, trembled and drooped from the branch, almost like ripe, juicy honeydew melons.

Because she was in a hurry to leave, the beautiful knight did not wear any bindings or a bra.

"You, hurry up... um—ah!" Cassandra scolded him, both embarrassed and annoyed, but her annoyance quickly turned into a shy moan.

With a rough downward tug from Asmodeus's fingertips, her glossy, translucent, fleshy pantyhose, oozing with a rich, ripe flesh, sprang out like a large, fragrant, and juicy peach...

This noble and alluring knight, in the open woods, her elegant and aloof eyes filled with a hazy shyness and intoxicating spring charm, covered her honeyed lips with her delicate hand, enduring the ferocious onslaught of the tall, strong, beast-like man behind her with her alluring eyes.

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When Viser finished organizing the list in her hand, she saw her noble and alluring knight, her face flushed, as she loosened her hair and walked out of the grove with Asmodie.

By this time, nearly an hour had passed since she entered the grove.

And what's extremely ambiguous is...

Her noble and alluring knight mother... her plump and charming spring charm, at this moment, seemed to have been nourished by some kind of moisturizing, becoming even more alluring and seductive, her spring-water eyes filled with intoxicating spring charm as sweet as honey.

As for her plump, voluptuous, and alluring body, it was like a ripe, fragrant peach, exuding the most beautiful and seductive charm.

The already taut, sheer white shirt was now inexplicably wrinkled, with the collar slightly open as if hastily fastened, revealing her straight, jade-like collarbone glistening with fragrant sweat. Her plump, white breasts, as ripe and juicy as a well-cooked honeydew melon, trembled, revealing most of their snowy whiteness.

And the plump, soft, and ripe flesh of the mother was comparable to the plump, soft, and juicy strands of a fully ripe, white peach.

Furthermore, the tight-fitting black trousers accentuated her extremely plump and voluptuous curves, making her look like two well-fermented, juicy, and alluring honey cakes coated with bright red flesh-colored cream.

This once noble and charming mother now completely resembles a mature and alluring wife awaiting her wedding, exuding a captivating and alluring charm that could make any male's breath quicken and become lost in thought for a long time.

Behind her, the beautiful knight-like mother, Asmodie was leisurely flipping through the list report. Although her gaze was still indifferent and deep, the fiery passion in her eyes had disappeared.

Faced with her daughter's questions, Cassandra only said that an extremely savage beast had just appeared, and she had fought with it for a long time before finally defeating it.

After saying this, the noble and alluring female knight asked a few questions about the situation, and then, with a languid and charming gait, went to fetch her warhorse to leave.

"You and my mother, are you..." Sera frowned slightly, touched the long sword at her waist, and walked towards Asmodai to ask.