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Dread Sovereign: Monster Girl Harem

A handsome half-orc with a hulking body filled with perfect muscles stands carrying a great axe over one shoulder. His neon blue eyes watching the void, waiting for those that would threaten his world. Huge creatures with monstrous figures, beasts of the abyss, here to kill the orc. Their angered shrieks and pained screams filled the air. The corpses of these monsters surround his body, forming his throne of dread. His long tail smashed down, turning them into pulp while using his brutal axe with powerful chops, cleaving them into pieces. "This world shall become ours; you cannot stop our legion! Orc!" a distorted and evil voice sounded. "WATCH ME!" Shouted the orc, filled with confidence and pride. In defiance, a purple mist shrouded him as he transformed into a monster himself, with long gryphon wings and sharp horns from his head—a hulking muscular body and legs filled with thick scales and black hooves. Bang! The orc stepped forward, his heart burning with passion and desire as he bellowed with a demonic and distorted voice. "I am the Sovereign of Dread, foul Daemons. This is MY world! Return to your wasteland to rot, or DIE!" He was a manticore, the only male manticore ever to exist. He fights not for power. Not for glory! Alistair "Raven" Granbell fights only for his beloved women and because he LOVES to fight the strong and crush them under his axe Mor'vaal and prove he deserves his Dread Sovereign title. Dread Sovereign is exclusively published on Webnovel.com.

Duke_Asmodeus · Fantasy
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250 Chs

Chapter 83: Random Dungeon!

Raven's body walked through his hallway, his shoulders wrapped in a loose towel as he dried off from the intense workout and after-session fun.

While following behind him with cute steps, Lilith imitated him, letting her breasts sway freely as she danced, swinging her hips to the music from the living room.

"Are we going to the dungeon today? My ass is sore... why do you thrust so violently into my tail... I can do the moving..."

"I like how slimy and tight it feels when I push deep, though; you don't push hard enough, so it doesn't penetrate through that strange ring."

Lilith's foot kicked out, the smooth skin slapping his back with a wet sound; Raven didn't feel any damage; rather, it made his back crack pleasantly.

'Hmmm, maybe I should visit a massage parlour, or does the Ardent Fox offer such services?'