Guild Wars

Soon, he reached the edge of the current territory, where the grey rot was slowly invading to the east. Since the grey rot originated from the west, its encroachment on that side was the fastest and the most difficult to deal with for ordinary True Gods.

Draco simply chose the east because it was where he suspected the other remaining struggling factions to be. He wanted to see if he could find them and gather information about their current situation.

If not, then he could simply treat this as a gathering mission. This time, Draco didn't cover himself with his bloodline Destruction Energy, but rather manifested the Law of True Destruction which he had not used until now.

Then he activated his skill, Black Dragon's Power to clear out the grey rot.

｢Black Dragon's Power – Active skill (Rank 5)

Effect: Expunge a wave of Destruction Energy that covers an entire Continent Zone, destroying all life within and reducing them to ash.

Cooldown: 15 days or 1.5 Divine Points.｣

A wave of black light erupted from Draco's body and spread out into the horizon in all directions, passing through everything and turning anything he designated as a target into ash. This only focus on the grey rot and left everything else intact, much unlike the Sheerpressure attack.

However, Sheerpressure obviously had more range since it covered the distance of an entire fucking moon, but this skill was only a Continent Zone's length. Since the Divine World was one big Pangaea-like landmass with no breaks, the system converted this based on the average length of a Continent zone.

It was only a fraction of Sheerpressure's range, so Draco could not get much from it like this. This made him frown and roll his eyes as he felt like hew was lacking in methods. After all, most of his current skills and abilities focused on summoning or buffing him passively, attributing to his sheer power.

Thais hadn't been a problem in the past when he mostly used his bloodline and techniques like his swordsmanship and sword skills to fight, but one could not use Divine Points on anything but active skills.

He could use Divine Energy with techniques just fine, but he couldn't use it with his bloodline since he already had an infinite generator and his bloodline was at the Eternal level.

Draco decided to take a pause and head to the main plane to find some more skills for himself.

Just as he was about to go, he realized something.

"Hey, why didn't I see the details for the Golden Savages?"

......….

"Misery, are you sure we should be doing this?" Elle asked with a worried look, holding the arm of Shadowheart as the man himself seemed uncertain.

Misery took a swig of his vodka and seemed nonchalant. "Meh, what are we doing wrong? We are simply preemptively spreading the might name of Umbra to the ignorant masses."

"That's right! Brother Misery is a far sighted person who has led us to success!" AP_Berzerker said with endless greed in his eyes.

After all, in front of the ground was a wide street where various species were walking up and down casually, going about their daily business. The only thing was that each and everyone of these beings were incomparably beautiful or handsome!

That's right, the Golden Savages had somehow found themselves in the Devil Realm!

The Devil Realm was quite colorful, with lively markets and bustling streets. However, nothing could obviously compare to the sheer allure of the city's inhabitants.

Succubi with their enchanting smiles and alluring curves sauntered through the streets, their eyes locking onto anyone who dared to look their way. Devils of all types, from charming incubi to captivating succubi, exuded an irresistible charm that made hearts skip a beat and blood rush to the right places.

Elle couldn't help but feel a bit overwhelmed by the intense sensuality surrounding her. She discreetly adjusted her collar, trying to resist the seductive atmosphere that seemed to permeate the air. Shadowheart, normally stoic and composed, had a faint blush on his cheeks as he tried to avoid making eye contact with anyone.

Misery, on the other hand, was in his element. He was strutting down the streets like a king, accepting admiring glances and flirty compliments from all directions.

"Ah, this is the life!" he exclaimed, raising his vodka-filled glass as if to toast to the sinful pleasures of the Devil Realm.

"Haha, Brother Misery, you are the man!" AP_Berzerker, with a mix of excitement and greed, couldn't help but be entranced by the mesmerizing beings around him.

"Uh, Brother Misery, are you sure it's safe for us to be here? I mean, what if these succubi try to... tempt us?" Nightwalker, who had been silent all this while, stuttered, clearly torn between curiosity and concern as he dodged a grab from a succubus with hunger in her eyes.

Misery chuckled, giving Nightwalker a confident wink. "Fear not, my friend. We may be in the Devil Realm, but we are still members of Umbra! Our resolve is strong, and we won't fall for their tricks."

Elle raised an eyebrow, her curiosity getting the better of her. "Wait, Misery, have you been here before? How do you know your way around this place so well?"

Misery smirked, twirling his glass in a dramatic fashion. "Oh, my dear Elle, a devil like me has traveled far and wide. I know every corner of this realm and all the delightful secrets it holds."

As they continued their exploration of the city, they couldn't help but attract attention. Local devils and succubi approached them, trying to charm their way into striking a conversation. The Golden Savages, however, stood their ground, politely declining any advances with firm determination.

But amidst the charming chaos, they suddenly heard a familiar voice from a nearby alleyway. "Hey! You guys finally made it to the Devil Realm? What took so long?"

The sweet and alluring voice that had a hint of youthful charm came from one of the two sexy figures in the alley, Chel. She was a Trickster Devil and the second sister among the children of Mephisto, the Devil King, and Crysta, the Devil Queen.

"Its not easy to get here Chel, especially if not for the Orb of Worlds sister Zaine possesses." Bria chastised, the mature beauty and the first daughter of Crysta stated with a sultry, drawling voice.

"Yeah, yeah. Miseryyyy~" Chel brushed Bria off and then jumped happily into Misery's arms like a cute puppy.

Misery chuckled and took her into his arms, rubbing her soft hair gently while using his other hand to grab her thick backside which was as soft as pudding. It wasn't as large as Zaine's, but due to Chel being diminutive, it was definitely wide and a little flabby.

As for Bria, she calmly walked over and stood before Misery with a smile and soft, elegant blush. She had both Chel and Zaine beaten when it came to raw beauty, and exoticness, due to the pigmentation of her lips and other special parts of her body.

Bria was the type of woman who was fascinating to look at. You felt like her existence was strangely noble and unique, and you expected her personality to be cold, arrogant yet reserved and soft spoken.

Misery stretched a hand out and cupped her cheek, to which Bria held gently with a smile. "Nicholas, we've missed you."

"And I you, my two Devilish Queens. But I am here now and I have to extract interest for every hour we were separated." Misery stated with an evil glint in his eye as his gaze roved over the two Royal Devil's bodies wantonly.

Chel and Bria panted slightly in desire as they felt like Misery's gaze was electrifying, and they too couldn't help but look forward to their official 'reunion' this evening.

However, an insidious voice interrupted the heated moment from the side.

"Hmph, who cares about you lot? Quickly bring this godfather to where the sexiest succubi are at!"

Misery frowned and turned to the grinning AP who raised his chin as if daring Misery to complain. Knowing that this fellow was incorrigible and was fazed by nothing, Misery wouldn't even bother.

"Fine, fine. Chel, lead us to the establishment where succubi drain the essence of males. I want the best and most brutal one." Misery whispered to Chel, a hint of cruelty in his eyes.

Chel felt excited by the opportunity to trick someone as a Trickster Devil, and pulled the group along, taking them on a short tour of the capital city of the Devils, Paradise.

The architecture was a mix of sultry Gothic and seductive Baroque, with ornate buildings that seemed to lure travelers with their bewitching charm.

"Welcome to Paradise, my friends." Chel purred, her voice dripping with playful allure.

"This is where all your desires can be fulfilled." She stated as she gestured to the many buildings on either side of the road as well as ahead of the group.

They passed by various establishments, each more enticing than the last. Lively taverns filled with laughter and sensual dancing, where succubi and incubi entertained their guests with seductive performances. Lavish shops displayed tantalizing artifacts, from enchanting love potions to alluring garments that promised to enhance one's allure.

Misery's eyes gleamed with mischief as he took in the sights. "Ah, this is my kind of place! I'll need to spend some quality time exploring these delights later."

Elle blushed at the open display of sensuality around her, feeling a mix of curiosity and discomfort. "Uh, Misery, are you sure we should be getting involved in all of this?"

Misery winked at her. "Don't worry, Big sis Elle. We're just here to experience the city's charm, not get tangled in any mischief."

Shadowheart remained stoic as always, but even he couldn't hide a faint blush on his cheeks. The allure of Paradise was hard to ignore, even for someone as composed as him.

As they continued their journey through the city, Chel pointed out some of the prominent locations that were popular among the inhabitants:

The Enchantress Emporium: A lavish boutique run by a seductive sorceress, offering a wide array of love potions, pheromone perfumes, and enchanted accessories to enhance one's allure.

The Eternal Euphoria Lounge: A luxurious establishment where succubi and incubi used their powers of seduction to create a euphoric atmosphere for their guests, leaving them in a state of bliss.

The Temptation Tavern: A lively bar that hosted nightly performances by talented succubi dancers, captivating the audience with their mesmerizing moves and sexual grace.

The Lovers' Retreat: A hidden sanctuary where couples, both mortal and immortal, could escape the world and indulge in their deepest desires.

The Midnight Masquerade: A renowned gathering where devils donned masks and indulged in games of seduction and mystery, exploring their darkest fantasies without revealing their true identities.

Chel led them to each location, giving them a brief introduction to the seductive offerings within. Misery, AP_Berzerker, and even Shadowheart seemed intrigued, while Elle tried her best to maintain composure despite the enticing surroundings.

After the tour, they found themselves at a crossroads, with various paths leading to different parts of the city. Chel turned to Misery with a mischievous grin. "So, which path shall we take, Misery? The one that leads to the hottest succubi or the most thrilling adventures?"

Misery chuckled, glancing at his companions. "How about we split up for a while? We can each explore the delights that call to us the most. But remember, we're here for business too. Let's not get too carried away, my friends."

Shadowheart nodded and pulled Elle away, a hint of evil in his eyes as he carried his beloved towards The Lover's Retreat.

As for AP, he raised his skirt and waddled off towards the The Midnight Masquerade, intending to indulge himself fully.

Nightwalker shrugged and decided to manifest Jormangandr as the two headed to the Temptation Tavern. He already had his own beautiful succubus in the form of Bella, so he only planned to look and not touch.

As for Misery, he followed Chel and Bria towards the center of the city, where the Royal Castle was located.