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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 · 奇幻
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175 Chs

Heaven and Hell Redressed: Mirror of Vanity!

'Though now worshipped by the Balmarians as the Sun God, in truth, the original Mithras was not a solar deity. Rather, he was the Idol of the Sun God—meaning that the real Sun God worshipped him.

In the Balmarian Aristocracy, that name is sacred and carries enormous weight—with its bearer possessing equal status to the Holy Emperor. For Menaka to have given her son that name…is truly worrying.' The moment his arm fell, words previously spoken by Akamana echoed in Belphegor's mind. 

In each era, prodigies arise from various backgrounds, transcending the norm, challenging boundaries, breaking records, and outdoing their predecessors. Among them, some would rise above the rest, but as progress stays eternal, our legends would eventually get toppled by the next wave of prodigies. At least till now, this was Belphegor's belief.