Limitless The Strongest Revenant

'Plus, she is part of IRIS, so hopefully she can serve as our contact for them.'

"A-Are you certain? I am unlearned and apart from this one topic I know little of anything else. Maybe you should hold off till I am at least strong enough to fight with Lady Rhiannon?"

"Save it, Nelle. Pixie is also Possum's {Vassal}; he is greedy, but he is very protective. I don't mind."

But the man beside her asked with caution.

"My lord, are you certain about this? She is the woman of a Revenant. He might take offense."

"Well, I intend to do a lot more than just offend him, so I don't mind. And as for touching her, I already showed all your people what I do to women whom I don't love, right?"

Olamide flinched and swallowed nervously, "Yes, my lord, you have made that plenty clear."

I turned to Zanele as I spoke, "You don't have to accept it. But I do value everything you have told me today. Coming to Africa, if only to meet and learn from you, was worth the trip. I apologize if I made comments about how you spent your years. I was ignorant."

"Ah, I uhm… if I may be so bold, can I accept after you have saved my husband? I know it's dishonorable of me and you have already agreed for Lady Robyn. But I want a direct vow from you. I know the other Successor is a danger and I have a way to deal with him. I-I…"

Her hesitancy was understandable. Right now, she had no other part to play in order to save the man she loved. At the risk of infuriating me, she wanted a guarantee that I would save him. Rather than see it as dishonorable, I saw it as an indication of how devoted she was.

Plus, if she really had a way to deal with the other Successor, that would even the playing field. I smiled. I looked at Robyn, then at Zanele.

"Robyn has truly chosen well. I already intended to help him and you because of Robyn. Although even if you choose to reject my offer, you are already a part of Hell's Eden. I will save the Immortal; I vow to you on the life of my Kindred."

"T-Thank you, my lord. Thank you so much…"

Originally, Robyn's request was to help Zanele get stronger and cleanse the Immortal. Then, as we discussed further, it became evident that more was needed. Without creating a faction for her, she would only die after we leave.

Thus, we saved the other princes. I aimed to use them to unite the other clans. This would create a force to stand against the Kindred families and Onye. For that purpose, I intended to do all I could to drive the malice away from Africa and stabilize her.

I then turned to the rest of my harem.

"Everyone…"

However, before I could even finish, one by one, they answered.

"I know Mr. Code. We are going to do it for real, right? You want to interfere with the politics surrounding the Immortal? You are aware that we would be assaulting the very heart of Africa? We have only two specters by our side."

"How predictable. Dearest, you really are a hero. While Bella is right, we don't need to face Africa directly. All we need is to keep everyone pinned and destabilize the entire continent."

"HEHE! I already have an idea! The Wolves will help! We will kill all the bad princes! If we don't need to hide from the other Successors, that makes it even better!"

"Jo, it's not so easy to determine who is a bad prince. Others might be bad but have good qualities. Kidnapping and then torturing them would be enough. As for the Successor, we must remain cautious. Even if Zanele-san has a way, Shujin cannot be placed at risk."

"Stop worrying so much, Aki. The Nutjob destroyed Kismayo. He still didn't show up. The cunt might be busy cracking open a tinny. As for the royal cunts, let's just break their legs or something."

"We can try what you southerners call guerrilla tactics. It is what the Reborn do to us in the North. Raids that aim only to waste the time of the ones present. They have to break up their army to respond. But with {Rewind} and {Gate}, we wouldn't even need to fight them."

I couldn't help but smile. The girls had no qualms about the dangers. Even if it was against the entire continent and even the other Successor. As I deemed it our goal, they were willing to do their all to fulfill it.

"Thank you, everyone. We can plan for it later. I intend to call the Specters we have to help. Zanele, finish your lectures about the Successors. Then give us the information about how to divert the other Successor; we can start moving after that."

"I understand. Thank you, everyone."

Zanele clapped her hands and created a unique soul frequency. It sounded like a small bell that jingled. When it did. The soul cage around the hut created a small opening at the door. Two people entered. Ones we have already met before: Nandi and Zinhle.

"Fuck…"

The bloodlust that suddenly erupted from my harem was fucking terrifying. It came out like a flood and caused the two who had just come in to fall to the ground and piss themselves.

As I was wondering how best to calm them down, the intense pressure suddenly vanished. Along with it, my girls all began laughing in good moods. As their links were also joyful, I didn't know if they were faking it.

The two women quickly sat on their legs and bowed their heads. I shook my head at the childishness of my harem. To others, they were like school bullies who flaunted their strength. But as they worked hard for what they had, I couldn't deny them.

So, instead, I imagined myself and my avatars having our way with my harem. And unlike normal, there were 35 of them. Five for each Siren. We rammed and pounded every hole. While the rest of us sucked and groped their bodies tyrannically.

In a single moment, all of the girls stopped laughing and grew silent. I didn't need to check how flushed their faces were. The visions I pictured bordered on domestic violence as the Sirens in my mind cried and begged me for mercy.

Feeling that I had done enough, I gestured to Olamide to help the two who had just arrived.

'If you all do not behave, I will do that and much worse.'

Yet despite my threat, the girls all used their links to challenge me to assault them. Zanele, who had no idea of the obscene things the girls and I were discussing, introduced the two once again.

"Everyone, I would like to introduce Nandi and Zinhle. I sent them as servants to the last two African Successors. They helped verify my theories. Please, on account of me, do not take what they said earlier against them."

None of the girls answered. But it wasn't because they were angry. It was because they were having phone sex with me in my links.

"We don't mind. Why don't you let the two of them wash or something? I would like to apologize for the prank my girls played. Nandi and Zinhle, please accept my apologies."

"It's okay, Successor." "Yes, we didn't take offense."

Both were cordial and pleasant. They excused themselves to change and came back in less than ten minutes. After that, we began to listen to the final pieces of the tale of the Successors.