Blood Emperor Throne

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Before the group of bow-wielding horned beast raiders could no longer draw their bows, they saw a tall figure charging towards them. Their trembling, fearful eyes watched as he swept his longsword across and cleaved several horned beasts in half at the waist!

A horned beast raider in the distance trembled as it drew its bowstring to a dangerous full moon, then released it with a terrified roar!

Asmodeus, who was slaughtering inferior horned beasts, raised his hand and caught the trembling stone arrow that was aimed at his head, the sharp point of the stone no more than half an inch away.

He glanced indifferently at the terrified horned beast raider, then flicked a stone spear off the ground with his toe and hurled it! The horned beast raider's thin, frail body was lifted by the stone spear and pinned firmly to the tree trunk behind it!

This unbridled slaughter caused the entire horned beast herd to collapse immediately. The dozen or so surviving inferior horned beasts scattered and fled, exposing the larger and stronger beastmen who were hiding behind the inferior horned beast herd to Asmodian's view.

Asmodian casually tossed aside the corpse of the inferior horned beast, which was riddled with arrows, and focused his gaze on the largest Angry Horned Beast before him, which was clad in blood-stained chainmail, wielded rusty iron double axes, and had ram horns on its head.

Clearly, the leader of this group of beastmen was this Angry Horned Beast, and the rest were all low-ranking Lesser Horned Beasts and a few larger and stronger horned beasts with sharp horns on their heads.

Within the group of beastmen as categorized by the Empire, there are three branches: half-orcs, subspecies, and horned beastmen.

The orcs, mainly including harpies, centaurs, minotaurs, and kobolds, maintain a half-human, half-beast physique and features, but possess the wildness of beasts and the wisdom of humans.

Subspecies include dragons with dragon blood, spider banshees, snake banshees, mermaids, lizardmen, and fairies—variant species that are neither beasts nor humans. Since most of them live in the Ancaru Forest, they are also classified as beastmen subspecies by the Carorant Empire.

The horned beasts were the inferior horned beasts in front of them. They were humanoid in shape, with animal hooves, deformed appearance and body, low intelligence, bloodthirsty and brutal, extremely hostile to humans, and had horns, animal teeth and eyes.

The groups of horned beasts are distinguished by their horns and size. Inferior horned beasts only have horns as thin as bamboo shoots. They lack the ferocity and savagery of beastmen, as well as the intelligence, agility, and physique of humans. Most of them are weak.

Horned beasts have sharp horns, a robust physique comparable to that of an adult human, and the ferocity and bloodlust of wild beasts, but they lack human intelligence and can be suppressed by a single adult militiaman.

The Angry Horned Beast is a variant among the Beastmen, with thicker horns, a larger size, and immense power, comparable to a knight.

The Great Horned Beasts, the apex predators of the horned beasts, are not only more robust and imposing, but also incredibly powerful and savage. Some Great Horned Beast Kings can even tear apart plate-armored knights with their bare hands, rivaling the commanders of the Knights.

The Furious Horned Beast, wielding its blood-stained, rusty double axes, beheaded a fleeing Lesser Horned Beast! Its bloodthirsty, savage eyes stared intently at Asmodie before it, as it raised its axes high and roared in fury!

"Roar!!!"

The roar from the leader instantly turned the ferocious eyes of the inferior horned beast and several other horned beasts crimson with bloodlust. They roared together, gathered around the leader, raised their weapons again, and charged at Asmodie!

Asmodie brandished his longsword, tilting it at an angle, his eyes cold, his boots crushing the blood and flesh beneath his feet as he strode forward!

He raised his hand and with a single sword stroke, cleaved a horned beast that lunged at him in half at the waist! With a swing of his right fist, he transformed it into a giant hammer and smashed the head of another inferior horned beast that pounced on him!

He then grabbed a trembling spear that was thrusting towards him, lifted the horned beast that was gripping the spear, and swung it halfway around like a stone, smashing it into another horned beast amidst the horned beast's terrified roar!

The immense impact sent both the inferior horned beast and the horned beast flying! They crashed into an ancient tree, their bones shattering.

"Roar!"

After clearing out several lesser horned beasts and horned beasts, two blood-stained double axes suddenly swung from behind the shattered corpses of lesser horned beasts toward Asmodie's head!

Asmodeus's gaze was indifferent as he raised his sword and swept it upwards!

With a heavy clang of metal, the two blood-stained, rusty double axes slashed across the blade, creating a fine shower of sparks!

Asmodai's feet sank, taking a step back, while the Angry Horned Beast, whose robust and wild body was no less impressive than Asmodai's, was slashed back by this sword! Its hooves pounded the soft, bloody mud as it retreated rapidly!

Before the Angry Horned Beast could even get its footing, Asmodie swung its longsword down several times. The Angry Horned Beast, which was originally the one launching the attack, could only roar and swing its double axes to block Asmodie's slashes!

The steel longsword clashed repeatedly with the blood-stained, rusty double axes, sparks flying everywhere. The Angry Horned Beast was forced back relentlessly by Asmodian's storm of attacks until it was cornered against a desolate ancient tree with nowhere left to retreat!

As it roared once again to block Asmodeus's sword, Asmodeus suddenly reached behind him, pulled out a crossbow that had been cocked at some point, and fired a steel-tipped crossbow bolt into its pupil!

The Angry Horned Beast's pupils were pierced instantly, and the intense pain made it roar. But before it could escape, Asmodie grabbed its sharp ram horns and pulled them down, forcing it to expose its vulnerable neck, and then thrust his sword in again!

"puff--!"

With a dull thud of metal piercing flesh, Asmodeus's sword pierced the ferocious ram's head of the Angry Horned Beast and ripped it off, thus slaughtering the entire herd of fifty beasts by Asmodeus alone.

Asmodian casually tossed aside the blood-splattered skull of the Angry Horned Beast in his hand, quietly feeling the mottled blood souls drifting into his body from the forest that had become a bloody inferno.

He raised his right hand, clenched his fist, felt the surging power within him, and frowned slightly.

The skull of the beastman was mottled, filthy, and deformed, far less pure than that of a human skull. Its power was also extremely weak, and it was mixed with various violent desires and... the restless energy of a dark beast.

The fifty beast souls from the horned beast herd were barely enough to heal his injured right arm somewhat, but to fully recover, he would need to rest for a while longer, or perhaps slaughter more high-quality blood souls.

The combined blood souls of these inferior horned beasts and horned beasts are no match for the blood soul of that angry horned beast; they are truly weak.

But ironically, the restless and tyrannical ambitions of these inferior beasts have not diminished in the slightest, to the point that he is currently in an extremely agitated state.

Asmodeus trembled, and he frowned, touching his brow.

This extremely restless ambition ignited a fiery, burning desire that surged and swelled within him, mixed with a violent and extremely turbulent energy.

Moreover, deep within his soul, a pair of alluring pink eyes, expressing a bottomless, depraved desire, were slowly opening.

Those alluring peach-colored eyes transformed into a bewitching and charming beauty, raising her graceful hand, composed of a peach-colored halo, and elegantly reaching out to him with intense desire.

Asmodie's sword-like eyebrows furrowed, and a cold golden light and a scarlet blood light shone in the depths of his eyes. He raised his hand and waved away those alluring peach-colored eyes and those jade-like hands that seemed to exude abyssal depravity.

The pale purple halo that eroded his dark eyes lasted only a few seconds before being replaced by deep blackness.

"I don't need you for now."

His tone was cold as he wiped the blood from his longsword, sheathed it, closed his indifferent black eyes, and when he opened them again, they had returned to their deep, indifferent state.

He glanced at the beastman corpses around him, gathered them together, and cast a blood-summoning spell.

As a flash of blood-red light disappeared into the dark forest, eight bloodthirsty vampires, carrying longswords wreathed in blood flames, grinned as they pounced into the dense woods, rushing towards the scattered beastmen.

The eerie howls and the strange flight of birds and beasts continued to disturb the tranquility of the forest as the vampire departed, with one mottled blood spirit after another drifting from the direction of the vampire.

Asmodeus felt the growing strength within him and his gradually healing arm. He suppressed the increasingly turbulent rage in his heart, cleaned the blood off his body in the shallow stream, calmed himself down, and then returned to the camp with the longsword at his waist.

"Are you OK?"

As soon as Asmodée returned to the camp, Katharina, dressed in a cool and sexy bright red halter-neck silk dress that reached her hips, walked towards her with her long, slender, fair, and flawless skin, and in a pair of cool and sexy light blue open-toe strappy high-heeled sandals.

At this moment, the aloof and elegant lady, in her cool and sexy bright red spaghetti strap silk dress that reached her hips, was extremely alluring in the dim light of the night.

Her soft, plump, white breasts were mostly revealed to Asmodie beneath her low-cut, bright red halter-neck silk dress, a glimpse of her radiant beauty.

And her snow-white, lustrous buttocks, like a full moon, were also vaguely revealed beneath the already cool, hip-length silk skirt, with a touch of snow-white lace...

However, the aloof and elegant lady was completely unaware of her inappropriate attire. Her cold and alluring face showed concern for Asmodie, and she breathed a slight sigh of relief after seeing him return unharmed.

The restless flame in Asmod's deep black eyes showed signs of almost going berserk when he saw this unsuspecting and extremely sexy aloof noblewoman.

He looked at Sera, the beautiful and sexy knight who was following closely behind Catherine, now dressed in a tight shirt and trousers, and the violent urge to possess her grew stronger in his heart.

The noble, beautiful, and sexy knight before him, though her exquisite and alluring face still bore a hint of intoxicating blush and a touch of embarrassment, had softened her gaze slightly as she looked at him.

However, the knight's ample, perky breasts, which stretched the buttons of her white, translucent shirt to the point of almost bursting, were extremely erotic under the tight shirt. Through the gap in the half-open button, a glimpse of her snowy, hazy breasts was faintly visible in the deep night.

Despite being a dashing and heroic female knight, her voluptuous and graceful figure was comparable to that of a mature and voluptuous female knight.

Because she had hastily changed into a shirt, not even a hint of alluring black lace could be seen beneath the thin, sheer shirt worn by the female knight…

Even her incredibly sexy and shapely long legs, outlined by the tight-fitting black trousers, were also... due to the hasty change... the soft, moist, and firm buttocks of the knight were partially revealed...

Asmodie's aggressive, fiery gaze caused Serady to furrow her brow slightly.

In her memory, this man had always been aloof, and even in the tent just now, he had never shown her such an aggressive and passionate gaze.

Could it be that the beast-man pack... had some effect on him?

"The Beastman... is he alright?"

The female knight, supporting herself with her longsword, stepped forward with her sexy, shapely legs clad in long boots. Although she was colder than Katherina, she still showed some concern.

After all, this man had saved her and Kasrina twice without asking for anything in return.

This was rare in the corrupt and decadent empire of Kalanrot, and it made her feel a little fondness for this seemingly cold but extremely reliable man.

"It's irrelevant; the beast horde has been dealt with." He sheathed his longsword, suppressed his inner turmoil, and said calmly, "This group of beastmen was probably after the two of you."

This group of beastmen wasn't even a proper herd; they were merely a raiding force led by a raging horde, living in the dense forest by hunting and robbing passing caravans and farmers. They would never normally choose to confront human armed guards. (The remaining text appears to be unrelated and possibly spam/advertisement.)

The reason for choosing to raid the camp at night was probably due to the presence of the aloof and elegant noblewoman, Katharina, and the beautiful knight, Sera.

The horned beast herds among the Beastmen have no females; their only way to reproduce is to abduct females from other races to use as breeding grounds.

Every year during the breeding season, herds of unicorns would raid human villages and towns, or attack lone caravans to abduct females and bring them back to the forest to serve as breeding grounds.

If a herd of unicorns grows strong, it will launch a war against other herds under the leadership of the Great Unicorn King to plunder females and food.

Therefore, compared to orcs and subspecies of beastmen, the horned beast herd is the most savage and the largest beastman race.

"Is this so..."

Kasrina first breathed a sigh of relief, but then, when her cool and noble light blue eyes met Asmodie's hot and restless gaze, she was surprised to realize that she was wearing an extremely revealing dress, and a hint of shyness appeared in her eyes.

The man before me possessed a body as strong and robust as steel, brimming with masculinity, with deep, indifferent black eyes and an intensely aggressive gaze.

This made her, this noble and aloof lady, have a charming gaze that contained a hint of shyness and a touch of dreamy spring passion.

She hugged him, took a step back, and whispered.

"Um...would you like to rest for a bit?"

That's what they say... but because she was holding her, her pair of soft, peach-like breasts trembled and were lifted up by her... it was almost as if they were juicy peaches being offered to Asmodeus to taste...

However, she showed no resistance to Asmody's brazen and aggressive gaze...

However, in Asmody's eyes, this aloof and elegant noblewoman was like water laid out on a white jade porcelain plate for him to enjoy, exuding a seductive aura that could ignite any male's passion.

"Are you injured? Or..."

Sera also sensed something amiss and stepped forward in her knee-high boots.

Every time her sexy and noble knight boots fell, her snow-white, plump breasts, wrapped in a semi-transparent shirt and swaying like ripe, soft peaches hanging on a jade plate, aroused Asmodie even more.

In the quiet, secluded forest at night, a noble and aloof lady, with her fair and flawless white skin, a beautiful and charming knight, and her long, slender, and alluring legs.

The act of defiling the beautiful and noble princess knight finally caused Asmodian's suppressed restlessness to erupt. The peach-colored, alluring eyes that he had previously suppressed opened again, accompanied by a seductive smile that enveloped his soul.

As the noble and beautiful knight stepped forward with a concerned expression, Asmodie's deep black eyes were suddenly invaded by an eerie pale purple light. He grabbed the knight's hands, twisted them behind her head, and pressed the graceful and taut knight down beneath him in an extremely forceful manner.

Two soft, plump breasts, like ripe, snow-white fruits, trembled almost like plump peaches on a plate, easily bursting through the already tight white shirt.

A hint of embarrassment and anger flashed in Serac's golden, alluring eyes. Her charming face flushed with shyness as she scolded.

"What are you doing! Let go! Ugh..."

The knight struggled, but under Asmodie's forceful movements, her full, luscious red lips were taken, and she let out a soft moan.

"You asked for it."

Asmod's clear and magnetic voice rang in the ears of the princess knight, and his large hand slid down her slender waist to her moist...

"You! Uh..."

Sera clearly sensed something was wrong, but before she could react, a soft, seductive moan escaped from her full, luscious red lips.

The delicate sound of fabric tearing added a touch of ambiguous allure to this secluded and tranquil forest.

A single red plum blossom falls onto the emerald green grass.

"Um...you...slow down, slow down..."

The knight's initial struggles turned into a series of soft, slightly painful moans after the ferocious and raging beast brutally took her.

With a slight struggle, she gradually followed her hazy desire and touched Asmodeus's hard, solid back, her slender, smooth, and lustrous fingers unconsciously scratching.

The ferocious beast easily preyed on the terrified little rabbit, the female knight.

The wildness in his heart made Asmody completely tear off his last layer of restraint.

Compared to the beast's robust and muscular physique, the knight Sera's slender, firm, and fair flesh resembled that of a delicate and powerless little white rabbit, creating a striking contrast between her strong and robust physique and her noble and beautiful appearance.

The knight's sexy, alluring, long, and toned legs, which were originally soft and hanging on her sides, turned into a lazy wrap around his strong waist and swayed back and forth. Then Asmodie lifted them up and put them on his shoulder.

Her exquisite, flawless, fair and smooth feet still had one high-heeled boot hanging from them, while the other boot had vanished and was draped over Asmodie's shoulder for him to fondle and taste, swaying with his vigorous movements in sensual arcs.

Meanwhile, the noble and aloof lady Catherine was extremely embarrassed and flustered, watching helplessly as the beautiful knight who had accompanied her since childhood, whose figure was becoming more and more voluptuous and graceful than hers, and whose heroic bearing was being pounced on and preyed upon by the ferocious beast in front of her.

A pattern radiating a beautiful peach-colored glow silently appeared little by little on the knight's fair and firm lower abdomen...

Not yet satisfied after finishing the meal of Asmodie, the knight, he turned to seek out the noble and aloof lady, Katharina.

This aloof and elegant noblewoman, who had already fallen in love, was preyed upon by the beast Asmodeus after only letting out a shy whimper.

As Asmodie's hard and solid body pressed down on her, her fiery red lips couldn't help but let out soft, sticky breaths, and her usually cool and noble light blue eyes gradually turned into hazy pink hearts.

However, just as she was waiting with a mixture of shame and fear for Asmodian to brutally possess her, the beast merely took her beautiful red lips under her shy and bewildered gaze.

Then, with a slightly rough touch, he picked up her pair of elegant and sexy feet, clad in a pair of cool and sexy light blue open-toe strappy high-heeled sandals, revealing her exquisitely white and flawless feet—the very feet of a truly noblewoman…

Sensing Asmodel's intentions, Katharina's noble and aloof eyes softened with a captivating, shy allure.

But she still tried her best to maintain the nobility and elegance of a noblewoman, like a haughty and aloof queen rewarding her with a loyal wolfhound.