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Netori: Reborn as the Human Aphrodisiac

After living a hopeless life and getting exploited to his breaking point for his unique powers, Mithras is diagnosed with a terminal illness, about to die a brutal death when he is murdered anyway by his boss for refusing to betray his sister. Reborn as the Human Aphrodisiac, and now equipped with a lewd system, Mithras is determined to use this second chance to avenge his past grievances and breed his boss' slimthick mom with a million babies! But there are two problems: 1) He is now unkillable, but can only heal his injuries and sustain his immortality by drinking breast milk or love juice! 2) The System has not only turned his entire body into an aphrodisiac but also made his cum into a five-star delicacy that can not only improve the beauty of any woman he has sex with but also turn them into peerless warriors! "Mithras, we want your secret juice!" "Ok. But how much are you willing to pay for it?" [Ding! Ding! Ding!] [Hidden Quest...Bad Girls Become My Bitches...completed!] [Hidden Quest...I Don't Stuff For Free...completed!] Surrounded by beauties chasing after his secret juice, and persecuted by their greedy admirers, can Mithras protect his secrets and stay true to his past life's principles, or will he indulge in the temptation of his new powers, becoming the Harem God of a generation? Spoiler Alert: Of course, he will! (Note: This story contains no yuri or netorare, but a shit-ton of netori -- meaning that the mc steals other men's girls and crushes. It's also a lot more lighthearted than what I write usually. Extra tags include Wincest, Smut, Netori, Twins, MILFS, Priestesses, Nuns, Demonesses, Monstergirls, Dragons, Revenge, Conquest, Oyakodon, Dual Cultivation, Ero Leveling, Large Harem, Ahegao, Slut-Training, Goddesses Pay Mc for Sex, and many more cultured tags.)

Demonic_Paradise · Fantasía
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Gospel of a Kingpin!

The speed and strength were out of this world, the hammer swing dropping so fast that neither Odoacer nor his mount had time to react. The colossal gray-skinned beast flew back, its 200-meter-tall corpse rolling and reeling across the air as Odoacer struggled to stabilize the crash. 

"Humph!" With a disdainful snort, the Fylkir joined his hands, conjuring a blood sphere that halted Drakneil's aerial crash. Blood Genesis erupted next, reconstructing the mount's broken skull in a heartbeat. 

[Solar Blood Field]

But barely had Drakneil's body been restored…that the whole thing exploded under Odoacer's feet, his eyes stretching to the limit as his mount's life subscription…expired for good!

He couldn't resurrect Drakneil either, why?! But before Odoacer could make sense of this absurd turn of events, the answer came crashing, a torrential storm of colorful flames that smashed into the King of Kings with the might of a thousand suns!