Rex woke up, and carefully fred himself from the embrace of the twins. They were quite exited to experience what their mother had hone through, since they had heard most of her moans of pleasure as she was testing Rex for the best compatibility with her daughters. And now Rex coud indeed confirm Rashuuns words regarding the dual cultivation part, since the first time of the woman provides a uniquely powerfull effect. And while even that was barelly doing anything to Rex, the concept still worked, just the difference in power was too great. The girls were high B class at best, So in comparison to his SS or possibly even higher rating already, the fact he could feel the effect was incredible in of itself. Sucubi often were quite adventerous women, seeking for partners early to hasten their own growth, but girls like Rashuuns daughters were different. Their partners had to be powerfull, and full of potential, since once a succubus finds a partner, there is a probability of posession, and the longer their partnership continiues, the higher the chance of it happening gets. And as stated by Rashuun, once the mark is established, the succubus could not harm their man and would be with him only, untill his death. Such possibility was not acceptable for her daughters, if the partner was not strong enough. Even Rashuun herself hadnt met anyone worthy of her among the demons in the past few hundred years. Her daughters were all a result of her deals with other lords to make her clan more prosperous. For beings who were basicly immortal, such deals were not too rare. In her case, the demon lords in question could brag about her birthing their child, and she would gain a daughter with pure bloodline and countless other benefits. Of course, such deals were now out of the question entirely, with the mark she now possesed. She had also felt the potency of the effects of their session. She had grown stronger, by a solid margin as well. That proved that her man was immensly powerfull, and seeing his age, she was sure of his insane potential.
The twins had lasted for a few hours, tagteaming Rex in hope of victory. They failed, and now were sleeping soundly, content smiles on their faces. Rex could only imagine the speed at which the to will improve, if they had such session often enough. Regardless, they would have to devour the energy they had just attained, and that would take a few days at the very least, but seeing their enthusiasm last night, it wasnt entirely out of the question the two would seek him again soon enough just for the pleasure. He did have some fun as well with the angel before the twinns assault, as he had decided to slowly train her in obedience. He had used his new technique to have the girl writhe in orgasms for a few minutes, then trained her oral techniques a bit. He would take his time with the angelic blonde beauty. There was just something about having an angel fall for the carnal pleasures.
Now, with his preplanned meetings out of the way, and the Gates to many other places in the world under construction, that would open him up to countless other dungeons, meaning countless other worlds to explore. And the Al Merhads would recieve his first visit, since they were javing a problem, and Rex needed to finish out his servant retinue, and sexy snake ladies sounded just about right. And since he had a week or two to wait, and a similar time frame was estimated for the two brandings for Van Hersts, he could take care of the problem that had spawned in his own city.
Rex made a small excursion in the city as the archon, and noticing he was once again followed, he decided to solve the issue. Loosing the pursuers again in the crowded streets he moved to Brognis establishment. Once there, he waited for a short while untill brogni was free, and then had a small chat with the man.
"I need to borrow a property for a while. Note, some killing and destruction will probably take place there, so one that not in the nobles quarter would be advisable, since I also dont want my pursuers to think I have connections to that part of the society." The dwarf thought for a moment and then grinned
"I have exactly what you are looking for." and proceeded to rummage through one of the cabinets. They were now in his personal office after all. After a bit of digging, the dwarf fished out a set of keys and a map of certain district in the city. The property in question was marked on this map. After a short explanation and better dirrections to it, Rex thanked the man, and asked if he had aquired any of the top shelf slaves Rex would have to brand. The dwarf noted that he had a few coming soon, but nothing right now, since it had been barely a few days since the auction.
Stealthily reaching the temporary house, Rex inspected it and seeing the old and somewhat run down property he was quite happy with the stage. Then once again very stealthily he moved and returned to his mansion. He spent a few hours with his girls, since Irina Val and Mel needed some love, and a few hours later, having informed his girls he would be out for a few days he returned just as sneakily to the run down property in the warehouse district.
With everything prepeared, he now left the 'home' of his without too much stealth, and moved to the market district. He moved with what looked like quite a bit of caution, acting as if suspecting that someone was tracking him, but his actions seemed quite unpolished to the spies of echlisiarchy, who had noticed him once again. Knowing that he was once again tracked, Rex moved about the market, this time not loosign his trackers. He bought some supplies, then in the same 'vigilant' manner returned to his ambush spot in the warehouse district. Then lied down on the bed and focused on the energy readings around him.
It was close to the midnight, when he finally sensed something. The mana movement in the air changed rappidly, and he focused entirely on it. What he noticed, was that he was now in some sort of an enclosed space, that covered the whole house. 'Some sort of a sealing techniques?' Rex pondered in his head untill he heard quite loud voice from just outside the building.
"Come out, come out, you filthy spawn!" the voice sounded almost half singing with joy, the man quite eletad at the current situation "I have been looking for you for quite a while. God has grown quite angry with your filth polluting our beautifull world. So, It is high time you stop." By this time Rex had already reached a window, and he noticed the man speaking, along with three others dressed as priests behind him.
Noticing Rex in the window, Royce exclaimed in jouy
"Bind him quickly! He still has to repent for the corruption he has already sewn in this world." and at his command the mages started to chant some spells.
'chanting again?' Rex mused as he moved away from the window. He reasoned they used chanting to hone their focus on the desired task. Then he faked a bit of panic, shouting bakc at the four from the building.
"WHAT HAVE I DONE TO DESERVE THIS?" some fear and bevilderment in his voice.
"YOU EXIST!" was a venomous response from the leading man. "By the divine decree of the Echlisiacrhy, we shall now behin your repentance" and then a huge grin appeared on his face "And only through immense pain will that be achieved. COME, RECIEVE WHAT YOU DESERVE."
What followed suprised Royce a bit, since the next moment the door kicked open and a blur of some sorts was seen for a moment, and then a blur once again. Then the filth came into his view again. Those repulsive eyes of his in full view. And the youthfull body showed the adversary to be barely a man.
"Who else can see through this barrier?" came a nervous question from the man followed by another straight away "And is the representative in the city aware of your actions? Its just evil."
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It was only fair he indulged in the last few questions of the creature he was about to engage in a prolonged session of torture.
"But of course. And even if she were not aware, it is the duty of every faithfull to cull the forsaken that have somehow managed to survive long past their destined time. SUCH IS THE DECREE OF OUR LORD!"
"By the way" the spawns voice was suprisingly calm now, and that made no sense for Royce, they always were panicking by now, and why had the mages stil not cast their restraining magic skills? He questioned, and turned his head to mages to reprimand them. It was then that he saw the issue. Four bodies in the clergy clothes were cut in halves, the cuts clean and precise.
"Strike two, for your fucking religion." He heard the spawn talking. Could it be he had escaped once already? Did that not meant he might have the blood of the faithfull on his hands as well?
"DIE SPAWN!" In his righteous wrath, he drew his two blades and dashed towards his quarry. In but a moment he was already in front of the forsaken, having crossed over six meters in that instant, and he slashed with his blades, trying to cut the fiend apart. Unbelievably, the fiend somehow managed to avoid his strikes, but just barely. It was just his luck, and next time, it would be different. But what was this? Every time he slashed, chopped or swinged, his adversary refused to be hit, let alone wounded. Royce had always prided his speed, he was already in S class entity. True only in the innitial stages, but to reach the stage where he was at the age of thirty five was quite the the achievement for human. And only the select few geniuses could surpass his achievement. Then why, why did the foul creature before him could not only keep up but also avoid his attacks entirely?
"Lord, Give me strenght to vanquish this evil from our lands." and he was enveloped in a slight mana coating, increasing his speed even further. But, once again, the fiends position did not change. It was still just barely out of the reach of his blades. This dance lasted for almost an hour, Royce feeling his mana quite diminished, as he had recasted his buff quite a few times during the chase. He was feeling quite tired, but refused to stop. He had a divine mission, a holy task to accomplish, and he would do it, even if he were to exaust every last bit ef energy in his body.
"Well, guess I will have to open a brothel." spoek the filth in front of him "And i will call it 'the holy whores' what do you think? A proeper name for a place where your precious priestesses and saintesses will work? No?" And as it spoke such blasphemous words, its visage blurred, and increadible pain assaulted Royces mind, as he was falling to his right. And as he looked down, while dealing with the pain, he saw his leg was missing. Cut off as cleanly as the cuts on the four priests, that lay dead behind him.
"MONSTER!" he shrieked, finaly realizing the power of the creature they had come to hunt. A raid group was needed here, not a lone inquisitor hunter, but when was the last time such a being was sighted? Hundreds of years ago? When had they lead the last crusade against a Forsaken king? His body, now covered in codl sweat, was once again jolted with pain, as his second leg was severed, but this time it was not as clean of a cut as the first one.
"ARGHHH!" grundted Royce in pain, his limb severed with one of his won blades he had dropped when he fell, after his first legs removal. His swords were created with special materials imbued. They caused even greater pain that what should normaly be inflicted, at the same time somehow cauterizing the wound so the target does not bleed out too fast, ending their missery. And understanding the usage of the weapon, the fiend sliced another ten centimeters of the stump of his first leg, eliciting another scream from the inquisitor, and ensuring he does not go in shock from the blood loss from the open wound.
"Wait, would this count as the world gifting me someone to torture, no strings attached? You are a total piece of shit, besides the fact that you are a mental zealot." it asked a rethorical question, then continiued "Guess i will have to practise a bit. Thank you for the tools, they will ocme in handy." the monster spoke, and proceeded to stab one of his arms, evoking more screams from the inquisitor.
Rex was quite sure that simple and shallow stabs as he was perfiorming for the past few minutes could not create nearly as much pain as the man spasming and screaming was indicating, so he did what any mental person would do. He made a super small, barely skincut on his finger, and a small grunt 'hrrr' escaped his throat.
"Damn that is some impressive stuff." he murmured as he had seen a unique mana signature escape the blades edge the moment the cut inflicted damage on his finger.
"With such amplification, no wonder he is screaming as if i am cutting of his balls" he mused as he made another stab in the mans flesh, once again restarting the painfull wails of the man that were starting to die down just a monent before.
"Say, were you using any other means to torture your victims before they were sent on their way?" An seeing the man not answer even after he had calmed down from his screams, with the question repeated, Rex sighed.
"A small interlude in our fun, since i need that infor you have, but worry not, once the interogation is over, we well return, to the fun part. It is only right you enjoy the pelasure of being on the recieving end after you had been the one to dish it out for so long. How long by the way?" Rex asked as he branded the man. It was quite easy with how damaged and muddled his mind was right now after the pain he had just gone through. "Now, answer my previous questions." Rex ordered, and the man did as his master wished
"Yes, the fith must be purified with any possible means be it physical or mental pain. They must experiece utter despair, before they are sent over to our lord to purify once more. We would break their bodies, do the same to those that harboured them , so they could see. Rape the women they hold dear, or if the fiend was a woman, we would do that to her before we start with the disfigurment." Royce spoke in a monotone voice, since Rex had used his all to lock his consciousnes away while he interogated the man.
Rex who had spent more than four months here, most of his time seeped in bloody grind or indulging carnal pleasures with his women, he had grown quite accepting of the law of the jungle that ruled this place, so he had little, if any, problem with enjoying the fruits of ones labor. Hell, he even had quite a bit of fun with a decent looking milf after his first and only raid on a human village in his world, first of two raids, if he counts the slaugther he performed in the large orc camp where he got Val and Mel. But that was different, since similar things were very common among the tribes in the dungeon, and his two ladies were far better off than they would have been had another tribe been the ones to achieve the same result. But to go so far as to use it as part of a large and elaborate plan to absolutely destroy ones body and mind? No, that was a step too far.
He spent another twenty minutes or so to attain more question and even some physical evidence regarding their operations in Blythe. The report he had made regarding his mission in tracking and eliminating Rex, some smaller actions in accordance to the plans Elena Vex was making to get the blood mage to join their side, and other knowledge regarding the inquisitors past work and achievements. Almost twenty years. That was the duration this psycho was mastering and utilising his craft. A few missions a year, where he had to track or eliminate a possible forsaken in a foreign territory, all orders of the higher ups of the Echlisiarchy.
"Forget the strike two, this is disqualification of the entire team and life sentences for most of the staff, management and players. Did a nazi went on crack and wrote you a handbook of bigger and better?" If before he had quite the dislike for the Echlisiarchy, now it was full blown disgust and detest.
"Crusade or Jihaad, which one to pick?" Rex thought for a moment and worked his brain.
"Wait a second, were there not some rules in jihaads regarding not harming the non combatants?" he questioned himself.
"Does not matter, aint no lover of either, but Crussade just feels the right word. Well, FUCK IT!." He looked at the man lying on the ground and removed his brand, then proceeded to lightly stab him, gaining another shriek of pain, and once the man quieted down, Rex looked at him,
"The HOLY CRUSADE has been declared. The filthy heretics of the Echlisiarchy shall be eradicated or enslaved for the betterment of the world and men." Quite pleased with his theatrical declaration, he proceeded to inflict the most painfull of punishments used drain in a way he had not used it for a long time. He proceeded to tear the soul of this disguisting creature sprawled on the ground in front of him, leaving the corpse intact. He needed that for his next plan. He had to inform Victor and aquire the first of the holy whores to be employed in his future establishment.