Building harem town 9, p.38
Building Harem Town 9, page 38
Then there was a roar that filled the air just before the shuddering of the cavern fell still.
Verda’s spell had stilled the earthquake and stopped the God of Death’s attack.
“Amazing work!” I yelled. “Keep fighting!”
The number of Necromancers along the ledge had vastly dwindled as my flames trapped them inside. My people attacked the skeletons in groups to make sure nobody went in alone, and orcs and nymphs teamed up on one side of the realm as elves and priestesses fought on the other.
Nicola launched a disc right above one of the Necromancers, and the beast froze in place completely. Celeste threw her whip at the skeleton so violently that the ribcage burst apart in a flurry of broken bones.
Then I noticed that corpses collapsed by the dozens every time one of the huge Necromancers was killed, and the ground was littered with the broken bones of the undead that my fighters hadn’t even gotten to yet.
We had them right where we wanted them now.
I just needed to find out what the hell was in store for us in the hidden city, and I knew exactly how to figure it out.
I switched my focus to my swimming followers to find them lurking underneath a dark surface. They were in a deep lake that sat in the middle of wide streets of the city, and the sirens were singing. Their jaws unhinged under the water as a beautiful lullaby echoed out above the surface, and living corpses were flocking toward the noise.
Then Hudam, the naiads, and the mermaids grabbed the beasts that came close to the edge and pulled them under the lake. The corpses couldn’t put up much of a fight once they were under, and bodies piled up down at the bottom of the lake.
“Holy shit!” I laughed as I realized my army was doing just fine in the barred-off city.
Hundreds of the undead inside the city had already fallen still from the Necromancers’ downfall, too, but I wanted to make sure we got every single one of these fuckers.
I came down to my physical body inside the city as the undead fell to the ground around me. Any of the corpses still going were mesmerized by the sirens’ song as they ambled toward the water.
Then I stared up at the solid dome that had been formed over the city as I concentrated on my wind powers. The feeling of a breeze swept over my fingertips as I created a swirling mass of violent air. A tornado formed above my head as I held my hands up and aimed it toward the peak of the dome, and I drew a deep breath as I prepared to royally fuck over my final enemy.
The soil began to break apart as I slammed the fast moving weapon into the ceiling, and I forced a gust of wind to throw the falling dirt away from me and the lake, but still within the city’s walls. The soil shield crumbled as the dome was ripped apart, and the broken pieces of it were scattered over the piles of dead corpses that littered the streets.
My people cheered as the city came back into view, and I could see the thousands of dead corpses that covered the slopes and ledge.
It was a fucking glorious sight.
I grinned as I switched back to god form, and then I moved to the elves and priestesses to find them walking on top of countless dead bodies.
“This is amazing!” I yelled. “You’re fucking slaughtering them. The other armies are making their way around the ledge as they bring down more Necromancers, too.”
“I love these weapons,” Celeste said as she cast her whip at a corpse. “They’re so powerful!”
“You’re using them well,” I chuckled. “Keep this up!”
But then a strange noise echoed around the walls, and I couldn’t work out where exactly it was coming from. It was almost like the flap of leathery wings, but I scanned the city and couldn’t see anything that might have caused it.
A split second later, a cloud of darkness fell from the ceiling, and I quickly realized that the undead army was nowhere near defeated.
A swarm of creatures flew down in a synchronized group. They were men so pale that their veins were on full display along their thin arms, and their eyes were completely black. Dark hair stuck to their heads in greasy clumps, and they wore shredded black shorts on their long legs. Huge, black wings stuck out of their spines as they formed a circle in the sky above the elves.
“Vampires!” Nicola yelled.
Vampires? Holy shit. That was not something I had expected.
More and more of the pale-faced fuckers soared down from the ceiling as they circled in a wild mass and showed off their sharp teeth, so I conjured a huge fireball, and the flames caught onto one of the vampires.
The rest of them flew off at an insane speed with high-pitched screeches before they continued to circle in a wider shape. But the one that I had hit flew directly into a wall as the fire licked his eyeballs, and he fell still as his skull smashed into the dark stone.
“Don’t get bitten!” Celeste yelled as she flew upward and quickly turned into her battle bird form.
The fiery brightness of her feathers seemed to repel the vampires, and they hissed at her as her beautiful face formed a long beak.
“It looks like they hate the light!” I yelled. “Nieva, Celeste. Create a firestorm to send their way! Elves, can we get some orbs over our group to protect them?”
Verda waved a hand, and golden orbs suddenly glowed over the heads of the elven army. The vampires hissed loudly as they tried to cover their eyes as they swooped down. Their desire to attack the group was clearly at war with their hatred for the orb light.
Shit was getting intense.
Black wings covered the cavern as the vampires swarmed everywhere, and I switched to Tobias’ army who were now only a few dozen yards away from the elves. Both armies had fought through so many undead soldiers and Necromancers that they had almost met in the middle.
The Shellers slammed their hard backs into groups of zombies, and the undead were broken apart as their innards went flying. Wolves and panthers had become a bloodthirsty force that snapped the heads off anything in their path, and they crunched loudly to let the enemy know what was coming their way. Orcs kept a steady line at the front as they brutally sliced their way through the enemy, and Lurk grinned like a madman as blood sprayed his face.
The elves who had joined their ranks calmly marched along as if it wasn’t at all odd to fight beside such vicious beings, and they froze as many of our enemies as possible while they cast various spells along the way.
Up above, the winged fighters were brutally slashing and swinging at every vampire that came their way. Gnomes had moved their catapults along to help aim at the pale-faced fuckers, too, and witches shot explosions of light to blind their enemies as dragon-men swung axes into their necks.
“Great teamwork!” I called. “Keep those light spells up while our people fight!”
“We will!” Hazel yelled from her broom.
“Jack,” Tobias said with a manic laugh. “Fucking vampires. Can you believe this shit?”
“Nope,” I said.
“Horror fiiiiillllm!” he yowled as he bashed his holy hammer into an incoming vampire’s groin. “Woooooo! Fucking diiiiiiie, you creepy bastards!”
“There’s hundreds of them,” I snickered despite the seriousness of the situation. “Keep guiding our people along. This is what we do best– join together to kill evil fuckers like this.”
“Yeeeehaw!” my friend whooped as he swung his hammer into another vampire that tried to dive at a gnome. Tobias’ godly weapon smashed the pale-skinned fucker’s face into oblivion as blood splattered onto the ledge.
I checked in at the city to find the undead soldiers inside the streets were almost completely gone. A massive pile of them sat at the bottom of the lake as the merfolk hummed cheerily and smiled to their siren and naiad companions.
Then the remaining undead who wandered the streets spun around as the thudding footsteps of Hudam rang out.
The massive guy climbed out of the lake, and his frame took up the whole wide street as he dripped water onto the ground. His reptilian eyes blinked as he licked his lips, and every building shook as he raced toward the remaining undead. Then the sea beast’s jaw unhinged as he scooped four corpses into his mouth at once. He slammed his teeth together to kill them before he swallowed their bodies in chunks.
It was grotesque, but he really was a powerful fighter.
“Nice one!” I called. “There’s still a few corpses wandering the city. Find them!”
“Yes, my lord,” the monster boomed. “They will reside in my gullet as I consume them! None shall remain! Time to perish!”
I was starting to enjoy the dramatics of the sea monster as he swallowed corpses whole. He thundered down the street on his hunt, and I left him to it as I returned to check on the fight against the vampires.
The dragon-men and flying priestesses were in the sky amongst the pale-faced bastards. Elves launched their spells and discs with amazing accuracy, but it seemed that more and more vampires just kept flying down every time one died.
I created a fire that shot up around the wall, and then I moved the flames around to consume five of the vampires that were trying to get down to Nicola. They screamed as their pale legs were burned, and their pasty flesh melted off and bubbled.
Witches soared around on their broomsticks with cursed bolts firing into every vampire they could see. Penelope and Nicola slammed their moving blades into each pale fucker that braved their way past the orbs, and Celeste launched balls of fire from her sharp talons without mercy.
It was a bloodbath, but the supply of vampires seemed to never end. Tobias’ army had started to merge with the elves, too, but the winged enemy continued to fly down in a constant cloud of darkness.
“How the fuck are there still more of them?” I yelled as I directed another fire up into the vampires.
“My lord,” Hazel called as she flew around on her broom. “I’ve read about vampires, and I think they must have a mother bat up there!”
“A what?” Nicola yelled as she beheaded a vampire with one swipe of her sword.
“It’s their female leader,” Hazel replied as she fired a bolt. “That’s how they spawn so quickly.”
“Spawn?” Penelope shuddered. “They just arrived in the world like this? Fully grown?”
“Yes,” Hazel said. “It is actually very disgusting.”
I had a million questions, and horrific visions of some vampire woman giving constant birth to grown adults. But I assumed the spawning process was slightly different to the gruesome image in my mind. Hopefully.
“Mother bat,” I said. “Okay. We need to get up to her, then. Olwen, I need you to–”
I was cut off by a rumble louder than anything we had heard before. The Necromancers were nearly all dead, and I didn’t see any more hands clambering out of the cracked ground.
This was something new.
Then a hole in the soil outside the city opened, and a red glow came from within it as if we were seeing Hell itself. Something huge was raised up by a platform of filth that came out of the hole, and an enormous man stood with his eyes fixed on my fighters.
His frame was bulky and muscular with black veins sticking out of his carved arms. He had pale skin covered with black armor, and his dark hair was slicked back against his head. Red eyes scoured the masses from his square face as he held a huge scythe in place beside him.
In an instant, I appeared in my physical form at the edge of the ledge above the bulk of my army.
My heart pounded against my chest as I stared at the final god I had left to defeat.
The God of Death had arrived.
Chapter 22
I had never seen a god that had a presence of evil like he did. Past enemies had been strong, brutal, and awful, but it was like I could smell the vile energy from this red-eyed fucker. The God of Death made my skin crawl as he stared out from his podium of filth.
My people were still battling the vampires, but there were various screams and gasps as they glanced at the new god. Wolves snarled deeply as the panthers hissed with their backs arched.
I kept my eyes on the huge man. More corpses tumbled off the side of the upper level as Tobias finally reached my side.
“Jack,” he said as he raced to my side. “Holy shit, dude. He’s here.”
The God of Death didn’t move. He just stood on his dirt tower as black vines danced around his feet.
His stillness made him even more terrifying. Every god I had seen before had launched into a flurry of senseless violence, but this guy just watched me with a cruel smile, like he already knew what he was going to do and wasn’t worried about pulling it off.
It made my blood boil.
“Your army is being slaughtered,” I snarled, and my holy voice thundered around the cavern.
“Slaughtered,” the god repeated slowly.
His voice was soft and gravelly, and the black veins on his throat twitched with every syllable.
“That’s right,” Tobias snorted. “Slaughtered, you fucking zombie creep.”
“Slaughter all you like,” the God of Death said. “My beauties will keep spawning until your army is overrun. There is no end to my supply of fighters, thanks to them.”
There was a scream from above us, and four dark shapes soared down to hover beside the enemy god.
I knew immediately that they were his priestesses, and they were clearly female vampires. Their pale faces were gaunt and joyless, with black hair hanging limply over their shoulders. Each of them wore a black dress that was ripped at the back for their red-tinted wings. Blood dripped down from their mouths, but I soon realized it wasn’t from their kills.
One of the women gagged as she bent over, and I watched the most horrifying scene imaginable.
Her jaw unhinged right down to her breasts as something crawled out of her mouth. First it was pale arms, and then the black-haired head came out. The woman’s neck bulged out to four times its size as a fully grown vampire man fell from her jaw. Then more blood trickled out from her throat as she spat up some leftover gunk from the process.
“What the fucking fuck?” Tobias breathed, and I had never heard him that stunned.
The priestess straightened up as her jaw snapped back into place, and her neck fell still as if nothing had happened. Then two more of the priestesses doubled over as they began to repeat the same horrible process.
It was fucking nasty.
“Keep breeding,” the God of Death said to the women as he stroked one of their backs. “Spawn as many as it takes. Birth our fighters to slay our enemies.”
He suddenly leapt off his platform as he raised his hand behind him, and another cocoon of filth formed around his priestesses as they sank lower to the ground. The vampire women were covered over by a dome of dirt with a hole at the top for the newly birthed creatures to fly up through. Then gagging sounds echoed out as the spawning process sped up, and a constant stream of vampire men began to shoot out of the dome.
“Hooooly shit,” Tobias groaned, and he looked like he was gonna be sick.
“Kill the priestesses!” I yelled as I focused on my fire powers.
“Fucking gladly,” Nicola called behind me. “Gross bitches.”
“I’m going to be so much prettier when I give birth to my child,” Penelope sniffed.
Meanwhile, my golden flames flew at the airborne God of Death, but he swung his arm down and brought out black soil to extinguish the fire. Then he smiled at me like a fucking maniac as another pillar of dirt sprang from the ground to catch his fall and push him up to tower above us.
I swung my arm out as the soil stretched up past the ledge, and I sent a strong wind sailing into the structure. The soil broke apart as the tower smashed in half, and the God of Death had to switch into god form before he was sent flying to the ground. He reappeared on the ledge amongst his fallen corpses as elves moved out of his way.
“Steer clear of him!” I yelled. “Freeze as many vampires as you can so the winged fighters can kill them! Verda, take a group down to get the priestesses!”
I kept my eyes on the God of Death as I spoke, and my women raced down the golden ice bridge with a mix of dragon-men and elves in tow.
Tobias stood by my side as I quickly calculated my next move. I didn’t want this fucker anywhere near my people.
My palms were warm as I conjured a ball of flames and launched the golden fire at the god. He darted backward to avoid it, and it was the first time I saw him stumble. His whole body crunched as he doubled back so the fire flew over his head, and I put it out before it could reach anyone else.
The God of Death moved his hand quickly as a storm of dirt rose up from the ground. It formed a thick cloud that pelted toward my fighters, and I knew it would blind them if I didn’t stop it.
I swung an arm up as I harnessed my wind element and knocked the soil backward. The pieces of dirt gently fell down as my wind guided them to the ground once more.
My women had almost reached the dome that hid the priestess vampires, and the God of Death growled as he raised a hand in their direction.
“Don’t fucking touch them!” I snarled as I launched myself at him, and I shot a wall of fire at his head.
The golden flames hurtled at his face, and he only just raised enough dirt to put them out before they burned him. This guy had already blocked more of my attacks than any god before. He was seriously powerful, but his focus had turned entirely to his priestesses now.
The God of Death vanished into his invisible form just as my women reached the dome.
Penelope and Aleia had conjured a block of golden ice, and the fairy swung it into the filthy structure. The soil broke apart as Celeste hurtled fireballs at it to crumble as much of it away as possible. Nieva formed a dark storm cloud just over the broken dome as Celeste combined her fire with it. Droplets of flame rained down onto the vampires that were trying to fly away as the evil priestesses screeched through their unhinged jaws.
Then the dome finally fell apart completely as the dragon-men chopped the last of it down, and the vampire women were exposed.
They quickly snapped their jaws back into place as they straightened up, but Nicola leapt forward faster than they could move. My brunette beauty swung her elven blade as it snaked forward like a live animal. The shining sword connected with one of the vampire women’s still swollen neck, and her pale flesh was sliced open.
