Dungeon Builder's Harem Book 7: Passion Explodes in Another World
Copyright© 2020 by mypenname3000
Chapter 9
Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 9 - A young man fights to save another world with his dungeon and harem of monster girls!
Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Magic Cheating Cuckold Slut Wife Incest Mother Son Brother Sister Daughter Group Sex Harem Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism First Facial Lactation Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Tit-Fucking Voyeurism Big Breasts
Hagane hit the paving stones with a loud clatter. The fierce face of the manticore stared down at the animated statue. Hagane slashed with her armblades, only for the manticore to grab the animated statue’s limbs and slam them to the ground.
“Sorry,” the manticore said. “You’re better off serving Lord Tuerien than opposing him. When he kills Leo, don’t seek oblivion.”
“I will not surrender,” said Hagane.
Bjorni roared nearby. She ripped the yeti who had pounced on her in half and rose. But the yuki-onna on the rooftop sent glittering daggers that ripped through Bjorni. The bugbear staggered, her body spurting blood.
She fell to her knees and vanished.
Monster girls fought and died around her. Hagane couldn’t fight, pinned by the manticore. One of Siwang’s cockatrices shouted. The yeti staggered but her claws flashed out and ripped the cockatrice’s throat out. She vanished.
Neredza dueled one of the yetis. The Ice monster girl ducked beneath the armor’s sword and slammed into her breastplate. Claws raked on metal. Bits of steel plate flew apart before Neredza screamed and vanished, ripped apart by the yeti.
“Sister!” Aizsardzi cried. The last of Leo’s animated armors slashed her sword and cut the yeti’s head off.
Zobens and Dzelzs dueled another yeti. The two orcs’ golden swords kept the Ice monster girl at bay. An ice dagger struck Zobens in the arm. She gasped. The yeti sprang for her, but Dzelzs shoved Zobens to the side, and thrust. Her blade took the yeti in the belly.
The yeti’s claws ripped out Dzelzs’s throat. The orc vanished.
“NOOOOO!” Zobens roared and hacked off the yeti’s head, killing her.
More ice struck Zobens a heartbeat later and cut her down. The yuki-onna decimated them. Another cockatrice died while the last one alive shouted, hitting the sole remaining yeti. She staggered and Aizsardzi’s sword flashed, cutting down the enemy monster girl.
Ice pinged off the animated armor, her steel exterior protecting the spirit inside.
I cannot just lie here, Hagane thought, pinned by the manticore. The enemy monster girl was waiting for her allies to come and finish Hagane off. Ice can freeze me. Those yuki-onna can make me brittle then I can be torn apart.
Hagane had to act.
She had to think of a new way to attack. She could shape her arms, so why not other parts of her? “You should serve,” said the manticore. “Lord Tuerien does not treat his monster girls poorly. He is far better master than my original owner.”
“My Leo is the best man in the world,” Hagane said. “I will serve no master but him.”
“Then you are a fool,” the manticore said, ice shattering on metal in the background, poor Aizsardzi pelted from all directions.
“No,” Hagane said. “A fool believes she knows everything. Wisdom is understanding you know nothing”
“What?” the manticore asked. “That’s the dumbest—”
Hagane re-shaped her face into an ax blade even as she headbutted the manticore. The sharp edge of her features buried deep into the manticore’s face and skull. The manticore screamed in pain, blood spurting from the wound. She ripped her head back, her rip on Hagane’s arms relaxing.
The animated armor yanked her armblades free and plunged them both into the manticore’s body. “Serve my Leo, and you will not be sorry.”
The manticore gurgled, blood spilling over her lips, then vanished.
Ice crashed into Hagane’s body. The cold hurt more than the impacts. She rolled to her feet as the yuki-onna above had the freedom to attack. The temperature in her body lowered with each impact, making her chrome-like flesh brittle.
“Shit,” I muttered as I watched the battle. “Smerta, I have a mission for you!”
“Please, I’m eager to join the fun,” the valkyrie answered.
“Then move your ass east!”
Hagane dropped to her knees, her back pelted with the ice. Aizsardzi staggered in the street, the frozen daggers scoring her armor. Eventually, one would hit her in the right spot to drive into the spirit beneath and disrupt her.
Kill her.
Frost spilled over Hagane’s chrome. Strands of her wiry hair snapped off from the brittle cold. The pain grew. Agony struck her. She didn’t see how she would stay in this fight. She had no range of powers. She had failed to secure the bridge.
Lightning flashed from the end of the street.
Hagane blinked to see Smerta racing in her frozen armor, a horde of devas behind her. They fired blasts of lightning up at the yuki-onna on the rooftops. The bolts of electricity slammed into the air and killed some.
The icy daggers flew at them.
Krutysi died; the deva cut down by the daggers. But it didn’t matter because more blasts of lightning from Kekse and Puliu, from Tvanku, Siela, and Auksasa hurtled up at the yuki-onna, killing them or forcing them behind cover.
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