I struck with the spear again in another arc, this time not activating my strongest skill. The women were struck and went flying. Even naked, they began to renew their charge. My spear swung around in long arcing strikes, and each one sent woman after woman flying. The sky was quickly filled with naked women crying out.

“A dream of mine. it’s raining women!” Elaya exclaimed excitedly as she broke her way out of the handful of distracted women who had remained holding her.

As the other girls saw her escaping, they also started to break free and start attacking.

“There is pussy everywhere!” Astria clapped.

“Can we all work on our wording?” Miki cried out.

“But they are flying kitties.” Shao pointed out.

“Even so!”

I was still moving forward, knocking more and more women flying. Elaya had started to snatch them out of the air with her magic, casually tossing them into the pond. To my surprise, when the zombified women struck the water, the miasma began to boil, and they didn’t even let out screams as they melted. I could feel their lore being added to my dungeon, and at the same time, my dungeon started to regain its strength. I had never realized it, but the miasmic pool was a giant life absorption pool!

Seeing what Elaya was doing, the other girls began to help, throwing puppet girl after puppet girl and feeding the dungeon at a spectacular rate. My strength as connected to the dungeon surged as well. Celeste used her wind, dividing and pushing, while Terra would just grab women flying over her head and chuck them. I noticed that my girls would occasionally snag and throw some women in another direction. They’d land in a pile on the grass. I realized this was Roth’s surviving harem members, who were mostly either rendered unconscious or too afraid to move.

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As the harem began to thin out, King Roth who was still backing away, looked on in horror. His eyes had taken on a hunted look, and he wore pure terror on his face.

“Impossible! Impossible!” He screamed.

With all of the girls free and the remaining puppets being fed to the miasmic pool, I pointed my spear at King Roth. “Your turn.”

He gave an ugly expression. “You think this is done! I still have an entire dungeon! My life won’t end here! I am immortal!”

With that, he spun around and began to run away. First and the other lionesses all stared as their beloved king fled with his tail between his legs, abandoning them. When I had been weakened to nothing, I had crawled toward my harem unwilling to leave them. Meanwhile, King Roth had abandoned them the second his life was in danger. The betrayed look in their eyes was clear to see.

“Celeste! Block him! If he gets out of our dungeon, it’ll be hell bringing down his own!” Astria cried out.

That was true. Once he crossed the threshold into his dungeon, he’d still have all of his traps and other mobs to protect him. He could even potentially end the dungeon battle and cut off our connection. I didn’t know if that was possible, but I didn’t want to risk it. At the moment, his dungeon lore and he were both in my dungeon where they were weakest.

However, King Roth wasted no effort fleeing, and Celeste just wasn’t fast enough. He had already shown himself to be quick, and apparently, he was a fast runner too. That’s when a thought struck me, and I leaped forward.

There was a cracked feeling, and then I appeared in front of him. King Roth skidded to a stop as I appeared right in his way.

“How did Master move that fast?” Astria cried out.

“He didn’t…” Celeste spoke, a bit of awe in her voice. “I could see it. He didn’t move. He… teleported!”

“That’s not teleportation,” Elaya spoke up. “That’s a skill only seen in the greatest combat specialists alive. He slid between spaces.”

She was essentially right. After the wind-based Celeste, Lydia was the fastest girl on my team. Combined with my many skills and the ever-sharp Alysia, we had superseded speed by cutting through space itself!