Chapter 251

Neo raised an eyebrow at the trembling simp who had been babbling excuses seconds earlier. The man was on his knees, hands clasped, eyes wide with the kind of desperate hope that Neo had seen too many times. Neo shook his head once. There were already too many simps in this world. He turned away without another word.

His gaze locked on the demon. Sariv stood a short distance away, one clawed hand raised and pointing straight at the distant mountain range. Neo’s heart kicked hard against his ribs. Whatever the demon planned, it would not be small.

The ground under Neo’s boots began to tremble. Rock cracked and groaned. The entire mountain face shifted. Stone peeled away from the peak and folded into massive limbs. A head the size of a fortress rose from the summit, eyes glowing dull red. The mountain monster straightened to its full height and took its first step. Each footfall sent a shockwave rolling across the plain. Trees snapped. Dust clouds rose. The thing kept walking toward them, slow and inevitable, until its shadow fell over the battlefield.

Sariv leapt onto the demon’s shoulder as if the height meant nothing. He wiped a thick trail of blood from his nose with the back of his hand and looked down at Neo. His voice was calm, almost bored.

"I still have three hours of living left. That is more than enough to end you."

Neo glared up at him. Is that so?

He opened his status window and scrolled through the long list of skills until he found the one he needed: Enlarge Size. He activated it without hesitation. His body expanded in a rush of pressure and heat. In seconds he stood twenty meters tall, the ground looking like a map beneath him. He reached into his inventory, pulled out a fistful of high-grade mana stones, and fed them straight into the skill. The enlargement continued. Muscle stacked on muscle. Bone thickened. His height climbed until he matched the mountain monster itself. Broad shoulders blocked out the sun. Thick arms and legs corded with power. The air around him hummed with raw force.

Then the strength drained.

Neo’s heart sank. The power that had felt absolute a moment earlier now felt thin and scattered. He clenched one giant fist and asked the system what had gone wrong. The answer came back clear and cold: when the host body becomes larger, the surface area increases. Force that once concentrated in a compact frame is now distributed across too much mass. Current effective strength has dropped to twelve stars.

Neo grinned anyway. He had only one main desire that mattered to him: to matter. The flaw that haunted him was simple. He measured his own worth by what he could accomplish. The inner conflict never left him either. He wanted to be loved for who he was, yet he kept proving he deserved that love through strength and victory.

He nodded once, accepting the explanation. Then he clenched both fists and forced every scrap of remaining power into his legs. He lunged. At the last instant he activated his speed skill on his right fist alone. The punch became a blur. It slammed into the mountain monster’s head and blew the entire upper half apart in a spray of shattered rock the size of houses. Pieces of stone rained down across the plain.

Neo did not stop. He poured the speed skill into every limb and unleashed a barrage of kicks and punches so fast the air cracked with each impact. Rock exploded. Limbs shattered. The monster staggered under the relentless assault. A soft chime sounded in Neo’s mind. He had discovered a secret skill: Rapid Hit. He grinned wider.

Sariv stared at the crumbling form of his creation. Disbelief twisted his face. He cursed under his breath and bit down hard on his own hand until blood ran freely. A thin crimson thread stretched from the wound and sank into the mountain monster’s chest. Sariv’s face went pale as his life force poured out.

"Fucker," he snarled. "I’ll use my own life and exchange it to end you."

The monster’s stone skin turned deep red. It threw its head back and roared hard enough to shake the sky. Then it charged. One massive fist smashed into Neo’s chest and sent him flying. Neo hit the ground hard enough to carve a crater, dust and broken earth exploding around him. He rolled once, planted his hands, and lunged again. This time he put everything into a single concentrated strike. The impact launched the red monster across the battlefield. It slammed into the earth and left a trench half a kilometer long.

Neo was already moving. He jumped high, landed on the monster’s chest, and began to hammer it with both fists. Punch after punch. Rapid Hit fired without pause. Stone cracked, then crumbled, then turned to dust under the relentless rain of blows. The body finally broke apart completely, collapsing into a lifeless pile of rubble.

Neo rose from the wreckage. He walked toward the dragon queen, his body shrinking with every step until he stood at his normal height beside her. Dust still clung to his broad shoulders and the hard lines of his arms. He looked at her and asked, "What’s wrong?"

Her cheeks flushed a deep pink. She remembered the exact moment he had arrived on the battlefield and shouted at the demon, "Dare to hurt my woman!" The words still rang in her ears. She shook her head quickly.

"Nothing."

Neo shook his head once in return. A soft system notification appeared. Quest completion rewards were waiting in his inventory. He closed the window without looking.

The dragon queen’s face stayed flushed. She stepped closer and spoke in a low voice. "Honestly, I have a request of you. I want you to fulfill it."

"What is it?"

She leaned in and whispered the request against his ear. As the words left her lips she tried to remember her own main desire: to be enough. The flaw that haunted her was the constant comparison she made against others. The inner conflict never left either. She wanted to accept herself, yet she still believed acceptance could only come after she became someone better.

Neo’s eyes widened. He looked at her for a long second. "I never thought you could be this perverted."

The queen laughed, the sound bright and unashamed. Neo reached around and gave her ass a firm slap. The soft flesh bounced under his palm.

"We do it at my castle," he said. "Along with the rest of the women."

She nodded. Neo took her hand. The air folded around them and they vanished.

They reappeared in the backyard of Nyx Castle. Neo put two fingers to his lips and whistled once, sharp and clear. Figures appeared from every direction. Luna. Alvina. Zira. Zira Delta. Martha. Sai. They formed a loose half-circle in front of him, waiting. The dragon queen walked over and took her place among them without a word.

Neo looked at the group. "All of you. Get naked."

Several of them blinked. One asked why. Neo answered without hesitation.

"I’m going into giant mode. Mountain size. Then I get naked, grab my cock, and try to cum on all of you. The ones who manage to stay in place win the competition. I’ll increase the winners’ size until they become giantesses like me. Then we fuck as titans."

The women exchanged glances. Then they nodded.

Martha laughed first. She stripped without shame, tossing her clothes aside, and pulled on a thin slingshot bikini that barely covered her heavy breasts and the soft curve of her mound. She planted her hands on her hips and grinned up at him.

"Yes, son. Give your mother that cum!"

Sai simply stayed naked. She turned in a slow circle, letting everyone see the full swell of her huge ass and the heavy bounce of her bare breasts. Soft flesh moved with every step. She smiled, unbothered.

The rest of the women followed. Some pulled on matching slingshot bikinis that framed their bodies without truly covering them. Others stood completely bare, skin glowing under the afternoon light. Soft thighs, full breasts, narrow waists, and rounded hips waited in a scattered line.

Neo activated the enlarge skill again. His body surged upward until he stood mountain-tall once more. Broad shoulders blocked the sky. Thick, muscled arms and legs looked carved from stone. He reached down, hooked his thumbs into his pants, and shoved them down. His cock sprang free, already hard, the shaft rising like a four-story building of thick, veined flesh. The head alone was the size of a house.

He wrapped one giant hand around the base and stroked once, slow and heavy. The women stared up at the impossible length. Neo pointed the tip toward the group and let go.

A massive jet of cum erupted. The force of it was a physical blow. Thick white ropes shot out in a continuous stream, powerful enough to knock most of the women off their feet and send them tumbling across the grass. Only five managed to dig their heels in and stay standing under the heavy downpour.

Neo chuckled when he spotted Eva among the survivors. She had clearly decided the competition was secondary. She was already swimming through the deep pool of cum that had formed around her, mouth open, gulping down thick mouthfuls as fast as she could. Alvina stood near the center of the remaining group, head tilted back, trying to drink as much as possible while using both hands to scoop and store more against her body.

Alvina laughed as she kept playing in it, the thick fluid coating her skin and dripping from her chin. In that moment Alvina used the chance to remember her only one main desire that is to be loved without having to earn it. And a flaw that haunted them that is they are suspicious of affection, and an inner conflict of craving unconditional love while distrusting anyone who offers it freely.