The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System - Chapter 504 - Rage
Chapter 504 – Rage
Red, and all the other wives snapped their heads towards Noah with bewilderment all over their faces.
“Soulbeast?” They echoed in unison, more than half of them unaware of what that truly meant.
Only Diatah, Maryam and Virgo were aware of the significance of such a thing. And that made them the most surprised by the decision of their husband.
“Are you sure?” Maryam inquired, her eyes still fixed on the transforming Esmeray and the shaking of the universe on all sides.
It was truly a wondrous feeling. Already, she could feel gazes pressing down in their direction and even some presences flying courageously towards them.
However, with Noah’s barrier covering all over the Dragon’s Faction territory, they would think twice before daring to enter inside.
“It’s an opportunity.” Noah said, leaning his back against the chair in a more comfortable manner.
There was a field of crimson-gold energy surrounding him and his wives – an energy that swallowed every stray wisp of power caused by Esmeray.
The power was closely similar to emptiness, making it eerie even to his wives.
“A Soulbeast is a representation of a Family or even a Faction or, in absolute rare cases, a single individual.” Diatah said in a low voice, “Choosing this thing as ours is almost an insult to my name.”
“Our family?” Noah replied, tilting his head, “Sweetheart, you are opening up, aren’t you? I am so proud of you.”
Diatah shot him a hard glare, “It’s not the time for your frivolous nonsense, Noah. I could have given you a more appropriate Soulbeast.””
“I know.” He nodded, “But this one is also not too bad. And why make such a fuss? It’s not like she could not go higher and evolve.”
He let out a small smile,
“I never own something lacking. And you have to seriously underestimate me if you believe that with my blood in the midst, she wouldn’t become something worthy.”
“Your bloodline is only at the Reality level.” Diatah scoffed, “Why are you so proud of that?”
“Can’t this woman just shut her mouth?” Apollonia hissed, looking at Diatah with obvious distaste, “and know how to talk with our husband.”
“I thought I was the only one being irritated.” Anta followed, eyes narrowing, “this woman scratches my destructive side so well I want to unleash it on her. Can I, love?”
So it began, the wives rightfully bothered and irritated by Diatah’s constant rude and arrogant behavior towards Noah.
The man himself smiled. He didn’t care about how Diatah talked to him as long as she didn’t go overboard; but he knew his wives were not as lenient as him.
Still, that time was not a time for an education session for Diatah – not that it would work. The Prince could already see Diatah’s face slowly getting colder and colder.
She wouldn’t touch any of them, but the Desdomona’s scion had this unnerving ability to make you wish for death with her knife-like tongue alone.
And so,
“Let’s stop here.” Noah interrupted, bringing immediate silence
between them, “Red, her soul transformation is now complete.”
It was like that was the only thing Red was waiting for. She didn’t even linger, walking slowly towards Esmeray.
The transformation was mainly done, the outward, fleshy body only remaining.
Noah coated Red using his new State “Cloud” and drifted through Red a portion of his own Self. That action brought the power of Red to a whole new level, giving her the ability to go past the storm of power caused by Esmeray’s evolution.
The shaking of the universe increased even further.
“There are elves, especially those Worldborn – our enemies.” Noah said, “We also have the dragons. But there is no point in making such races extinct completely in our universe.”
He paused, staring at Red finally in front of Esmeray, and continued:
“However, I want the Worldborn completely gone, extinct. So go, and kill all of them while leaving enough for them to reproduce in the future.”
He didn’t wish to weaken the universe any more than it already was, even though he was aware of the potential benefits of such a thing. Hearing his words, the wives obeyed. Every one of them departed, spreading through the worlds of Dragon’s Faction like migratory birds. Only Diatah remained, and Noah didn’t even expect her to go.
So he sat there, sitting comfortably, watching Red squat down, fisting a lump of green-black hair of Esmeray and yank it out with enough strength to make a world turn into dust and smoke.
That was when Noah noticed the change in the appearance of Esmeray. Her hair was now green mixed with strands of black-
smooth, shiny and long.
Her ears were extra elongated, her eyes were white irises with slitted
green pupils made of leaves. Her face was now green with black tattoos covering her chest – her breasts and stomach — in a mesmerizing tapestry of something tribal.
Her beauty was now in a way never seen before. Noah sensed the
power of both elves and dragons and another more subtle one mixing
with each other seamlessly inside of her.
Even with her transformation slightly incomplete, her power was enough to kill Red a billion times over.
However, Noah’s drop of blood was hindering Esmeray’s power inside of her, and his enhancement on his wife was never before seen. And with all that reunited, they obtained the harrowing scene playing in front of Noah and Diatah.
Red was holding the silky hair of Esmeray, smashing her head against the ground continuously. Cracking and crushing sounds chillingly flooded the room, accompanied by the sharp shrieks of anger of
Esmeray.
The Paragon of War didn’t care. With the blood of Esmeray smearing the ground, she used her power to control the blood and created spikes coated with the power of death and war.
With her power of war, she had control over the aspects of war like never-ending sorrow, terror, dread and helplessness.
And she continued to smash the head of the new Paragon of Dragons and Elves on those spikes. Esmeray’s face was torn open, her eyes pierced and exploded, her nose split into pieces then flattened, her lips cut off, her teeth broken, her long ears bitten off by Red’s teeth
herself.
The sight was horrific, and Red was crying bloody tears all this time, her mind thinking of her daughter, but also of her son-in-law and Aurelia and the calm but reliable Eric.
The more she thought about them, the more she struck harder, until Esmeray’s skull cracked open.
The sight inside was a wonder, but the Paragon of War punched mercilessly inside with her fist coated in her cursed power.
By the 8th punch, Esmeray’s head completely turned into a mess of
gore. And after hours of pure rage, everything was over, the sound halting but a thick scent blossomed.
Red Vaelgrim sat there on her knees, face and body tainted by blood,
her eyes crying, body trembling as she looked at the still body of
Esmeray.
The Primordial was dead.
And Red’s wrath did not disappear. She ducked her head low, weeping
like a child, holding her face in her bloodied hands.
However, she suddenly froze, feeling the warm arms of Noah closing
around her.
She didn’t look up and wept harder, clinging to him with all her
strength. Noah said nothing at first, but then raised his hand, caressing her hair gently.
“She will come back.” He said, “I promise.”
Right at that point, all his wives returned back, their bodies either
pristine or filled with blood.
They had done their tasks.
And with that, <Conditions have been met.> <The Paragons are ready for a rank up.>
-End of Chapter 504-
