Rise of the Lustful Evil Monarch (Re)

Third Person's POV

A fountain of corrosive and stinky black blood sprayed from its decapitated neck.

Ethan channeled his dark magic power and flooded it into his chains' crystal wind blades.

A small whirlwind formed that tore through the thatched ceiling and cleared both the poisonous yellow fog and the putrid stench of its blood.

The hut creaked ominously and seemed to be close to collapse.

Knowing the severity of the situation, Velcy jumped and clung to Ethan like a monkey as her fluffy ears twitched from the excitement and adrenaline of the battle.

He wrapped his arm around Virelle's smooth waist as his Dark Storm wings materialized on his back.

With a powerful flap, they soared into the sky just as the treehouse gave in and crashed into the darkness below.

Hovering in midair, they looked down at the remains of the battle. The petrified basilisk still twitched faintly, but Ethan knew it wouldn't last much longer.

He raised a hand and channeled his icy and dark energy into two thin nearly invisible black needles.

With a command of his soul sense, they shot forward and instantly pierced the snake's remaining eye sockets.

The basilisk went completely still.

Ethan waved his hand and two small, shadowy hands materialized in the air above its head and lifted its lifeless head.

The snake twitched one final time, but Ethan remained calm.

With a flick of his soul sense, the decapitated head vanished into his spatial ring.

Meanwhile, Virelle had already wrapped its remaining body in red threads and stored it in her own spatial equipment.

Ethan took a deep breath and steadied himself while his saber still hummed faintly as it buzzed with residual energy.

He flapped his wings and they soared downwards he gilded downwards.

The cold wind blew across their faces as Ethan's dark violet hair ruffled in the back.

Virelle had shifted on his back and crossed her legs around his waist while Velcy clung to his front like a small cat.

Velcy kept her soft face nestled deep in his neck as her warm breath tickled his skin while Virelle's red eyes flickered with irritation on seeing this.

She remained silent but her expression made it clear that she was not pleased with Velcy's behavior.

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Ethan could feel Virelle's irritated gaze but he chose to act unaware and nonchalant.

With a flap of his dark wings, they soared lower as he avoided the predators of the sky. Soon, the towering barren mountains of the Scarlet Hollow Peak came into his view.

Their upper reaches were covered in snow, while the lower ridges remained sharp and rocky.

Ethan descended and landed gracefully near a well-hidden cave nestled between the jagged cliffs.

As soon as they landed, Virelle stepped away and dusted off her hunting attire.

But Velcy refused to let go as her arms still clung tightly around Ethan'sneck and her legs around his waist.

Ethan felt the two protrusions on his chest as Velcy's growing chest pressed tightly against his chest.

Virelle's brows scrunched together in annoyance at her behavior as her red eyes narrowed. Ethan sighed, already anticipating her reaction.

He gently peeled Velcy off and muttered,

"She is sleeping, Virelle baby. No need to worry about it."

Knowing Virelle's possessive nature, he inwardly sighed but before she could say anything he turned his attention to their spoils.

He shook Velcy gently and roused her from her nap.

She yawned and rubbed her sleepy ice-blue eyes before crawling closer to him and gripping the hem of his tunic.

"We did good, right, Big Brother?" she asked in her breathy but eager voice.

Ethan smiled and ruffled her hair.

"Yeah, you did great."

Velcy's ears perked up, and her thick white tail flickered excitedly. It moved up and wrapped around his arm as her fluffy white ears twitched in delight.

Ethan found the sight endearing but Virelle's voice pulled his attention away.

"So… what do we do with this thing?" she asked as she stretched her toned arms above her head.

Ethan's gaze involuntarily trailed down her smooth underarms and exposed stomach.

The thin red hunting attire clung to her curves and he could see the shape of those perfect large breasts as her nipples became visible to the strain.

He looked down and for a brief moment, the sight of her smooth abdomen and lovely navel ignited a searing fire in him.

He quickly suppressed the distraction and turned serious.

With a swoosh, the massive, sinister black basilisk head materialized on the ground.

Ethan slipped on dark leather gloves stitched from shadow wyvern hide and drew his green dagger.

His movements were precise as he carefully sliced into the beast's head and avoided the hardened scales and the triangular bump on its forehead.

Soon, a glowing yellow octagonal crystal emerged from the flesh. The core pulsed with eerie energy and its insides swirled with yellow and gray particles.

Ethan wasted no time as he retrieved a transparent flask filled with a shimmering silver liquid and carefully dropped the core inside.

The liquid reacted immediately and sealed rapidly dissolving energy back into the octagonal crystal.

He exhaled in relief.

Without proper preservation, the core would have dissolved into the world within moments.

It was a rare find, and Ethan wasn't about to let it go to waste.

Velcy crouched beside him as her eyes glowed with curiosity.

"Ooooh! It looks pretty! What kind of crystal is it?"

"It's a mutated core," Virelle answered, her voice tinged with excitement.

"A fusion of the earth element and the elusive psychic element… that's what gives it petrification abilities."

Ethan nodded.

"A grade three core crystal of a Crystal Formation Realm beast.

This crystal is the thing that makes a grade three creature known as a Crystal Formation Realm being. But this particular one is a mutated core crystal and so it is a very rare treasure."

They all exchanged satisfied glances. This was an excellent haul.

Such crystals could be used to enhance one's magic power or forge powerful artifacts with mysterious abilities.