The Neo Hero Party Vs The Dragons (pt 4): Unrivaled beneath the Heavens

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Guardian of Chaos POV

Enshrouded in darkness, Mars sat in the lotus position, at the heart of a ritual. He sat on a large pile of bones from countless beasts he had gone into a frenzy and started killing.

To increase his cultivation a single thought continued to pulse into his brain. Blood...more blood. He had killed over 1000 beasts in a few hours.

Surrounded by blood roses, these sinister blooms were engaged in a ghastly exchange, funneling blood back into his body. His veins bulged ominously as his physique underwent rapid transformations, drawing lifeblood not only from his own spilled blood.

Mars's eyes snapped open, unleashing a primal roar that shook the very foundations of the cave, dislodging stones and threatening the integrity of the cavern walls.

This achievement was monumental, a feat that had eluded him for years in his previous life.

'I've ascended to the Peak establishment stages,'

Mars reflected with a sense of triumph.

'This body is now a true vessel for cultivation.'

Having purified his tendons, bones, and muscles of impurities, he was ideally prepared to embark on mastering more esoteric arts. The path he had set for the boy was unfolding as planned, requiring just a touch more chaos, a complete surrender to his own indomitable will, and then, the transformation would be complete.

A sly smile played across Mars's lips. "I will be reborn."

The red bead he had entrusted to the boy had shattered, evolving into a thorny, crystallized rose with the inadvertent aid of a vampire. This fusion of wills birthed a unique cultivation art tailored to the half-elf's physique.

'He should now be capable of contending with most Silver-ranked knights. A fully empowered Gold rank might still pose a challenge alone, but should he embrace my will...' Mars mused, his thoughts trailing off into a dark chuckle,

'...we will stand unrivaled under the heavens.'

{Demon Eyes}

Amidst the cave's oppressive gloom, Mars's laughter echoed, a harbinger of awakening power he could feel writhing through this vessel he wore. His heightened senses pierced the darkness, unveiling the cave's hidden secrets and inhabitants. As his daunting aura pervaded the deeper recesses, it drew forth curious, and terrified creatures. Some, driven by fear, lashed out only to be instantly exsanguinated upon nearing his formidable presence. Others mistakenly ran into him and instantly bowed their helms in submission.

‘Guess it’s time to head to the surface then...’

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Stepping out from the mouth of the gaping cave, Mars tilted his neck back, observing the look of dawn breaking into the skies above.

He had spent an entire day cultivating but felt his consciousness barely steady at this point.

‘tsk! I’ll have to give control back to that weak brat soon enough.’

He loathed the thought of being sent back to that place, but he understood for the sake of his **** he needed to bide his time.

Mars followed the trail back to where he left that dragon, upon reaching the clearing made from their earlier fight, he met the hunched figure of the dragon woman knelt over what remained of a body.

Her sobs broke free the gentle silence, he wasn’t moved in the slightest, merely tossing his gaze around until he found the object of his curiosity.

He walked casually towards the other body in the distance, her clothes were in tatters and her pale skin was caked in blood, but unlike before all her limbs had been healed and her heartbeat was steadily beating away.

He knelt and placed two fingers against her forehead. Small wisps of Qi started to enter the girl with fiery red hair. Her pink mouth parted slightly and he saw a murky breath rise away from it, after which there was a crimson air ominously trailing soon after.

The corners of his mouth tugged upwards.

“Good- very good. You’ve done a good job healing her in such a short space of time, I imagine this means you forfeited half of your life ****. So I will reward you, I too am a man of my word. Therefore, I'll grant you what it is you desire...a quick ****.”

Chusi remained on her knees, wailing quietly over the defeated body of her companion.

“Y-you will...you won't get away with this...” She murmured between sobs

“Bahaha of course I will. Especially now that I know what your kind are up to. “

Chu’s body noticeably shivered once she heard that, her helm raised upwards revealing her face covered in tears.

“The young master! Our prince will grind your bones into dust! He Will avenge us! And he will-”

“Ah enough! you’re ruining the last bits of peace I’m enjoying. Listen, let me tell you a little secret. I Mastramundus, the one they called Chaos itself. Holds you, your people, Elves, humans, quite frankly the entire fucking world’s problems as much regard as I hold those tiny bugs attempting to hide away from me over there.”

He pointed into a direction, which Chusi followed by instinct, suddenly realizing he was referring to the very microscopic red-haired insects barely visible against the small crack between two stones in the distance.

She knew with her draconic abilities she could see things others couldn't, but she had never met anyone other than a dragon that could do such a thing.

“Wh-who are you...”

Ignoring her state of shock, Mars continued.

“Quite frankly I find you dragons quite boring as well, fighting over the things on the ground whilst the Gods remain hidden in the skies and the stars. Fufufu, my **** far transcends this shit hole of a world. Yes...where I'm going is a place where the immortals drink and laugh at us all. But not to worry, you, your prince, this brat, and anyone else who stands in my way. All of you shall help propel me to those hidden kingdoms. Where she waits for me...that lecherous harlot who betrayed me.”

Chusi couldn't stop shaking, the emptiness within his gaze made her skin crawl. She was assured of it now, watching this half-ling who had somehow given her back control but still didn’t allow her to make her own choices with her body.

Marstramundus stepped away breathing a warm breath before he twisted his neck a few times and clicked his fingers.

“Any last words?” He asked Chusi who trembled against realizing she couldn’t fathom the depths of this halfling.

When she first saw him she was assured he was weak, far too weak than anything worth her time. She even wanted to kill him, perhaps the young master got it wrong. But how wrong could she have been?

“Young m-master...b-be careful” she uttered before creasing a broken smile, Chusi summoned every last bit of Qi she stored. And opened her mouth, transferring her aura into her heart, thus allowing her body to undergo a response similar to self-destruction.

Within her own heart, as long as she took down this monster with her. It would all be worth it.

A bright white light appeared in her mouth, seconds away from detonating when she suddenly felt her world spinning.

“huh?

Her vision was distorted and suddenly she saw her body falling away from her, in a few moments she soon realized what had happened.

‘So...so fast.’

“Sigh, stupid lizards” Mastramundus cursed watching her head rolling away to the side.

Arya POV

Arya finally felt her body stir from what felt like the most terrible nightmare she had ever had. The last frail remnants of memories she carried depicted a one-sided fight. She was up against someone that far transcended anyone she had ever faced before.

'Her moves so quick, so strange...She could use both Qi, Aura manipulation, and other arts. H-how can I compete'

In a moment of desperation, she attempted a forbidden technique taught to her for dire moments by her mother.

Her mother was a giant, and their blood was mighty. Unfortunately, she messed it up in the final moments. She couldn't discard away the pieces of love she carried to fully transform. As such, she had lost.

'But why am I not dead...I should be dead? Did they spare me? Thorjen? Thojren I hope you ran away...Thorj...'

Arya's eyelids slowly opened. She felt something soft and wet caressing her breasts. A playful tongue danced against her nipples, stirring a deep lust in her tired body. She had little energy to resist.

'why does it feel so good? Hmm...mmm wh-what is this.'

Very slowly she could see the swirl of colors forming vivid pictures.

The bright azure skies sat above her. Her body continued to feel good, as an unfamiliar heat stirred things within her she had never felt. Suddenly she felt firm fingers tracing her abdomen before slowly making their way to her most precious place. Arya found the strength to clench her thighs together.

"N-n-no...Sto-stop"

The motion stopped, and a chuckle broke free into her ears. Arya could feel someone holding her, a face appeared before her own soon enough. A familiar faced with a wide picturesque smile.

"Thorj? W-what are you...MMpfh!"

Before she held time to react she felt Thorjen's wet tongue invading her mouth. His warm tongue danced with precision as it played and admonished her own tongue into submission. She wanted to react, she wanted to scream and tell him to stop, but she couldn't, as waves of euphoria stirred sensations of bliss throughout her body.

"Mhnn...Hn...Mmmphn-Ha...ah....ha...chu....Hn-Mph...N-no...Hna"

Thorjens hand held the side of her face, he sunk his tongue deeper whilst his other hand trailed over her body, cupping her bare breasts whilst twisting her nipples between his fingers.

'Thorjen...what's come over you...why are you making me feel this...W-wait'

Arya's body suddenly surged with energy as though something was pouring it directly into her veins.

"Good morning...beautiful."

Arya caught something strange, Thorjens gaze was slightly opened and she noticed a glowing magenta light swirling around his iris.

Instantly she somehow regained her strength and forcefully pushed him off her. She was still rather dazed but managed to slowly move back.

"Wh-who....WHERE IS THORJEN-wh-who are..."

"Buahahahaha...smart and beautiful Hmmm, I might make you one of my wives cutie.

Arya was horrified, the more she observed Thorjen's demeanor and those strange glowing eyes of his the more assured she was that this wasn't him.

_'Those eyes? Wait he told me something briefly about the fate of stone' _Arya remembered Thorjens journey and the thing he spoke about seeing. Somehow she felt a chilling premonition as she tried to piece together the things she remembered him telling her.

"Who are you? Are you the f-f-fates?"

"The fates? Hahaha oh no-no-no, I am the one keeping him from dying pretty.

But alas, my time is spent.

Listen cutie, since I saved your life and got rid of those two fiends.

I need your help...No, Thorjen does. Soon I'll pass out and be left in a near-**** state.

Do not panic, I simply need you to protect him, he will wake up of course hahaha but I've also left him some gifts."

Thorjen said pointing towards the ground. Still maintaining a safe distance Arya glanced towards the ground around Thorjen, noticing five strange brown seals with magenta runes drawn against them. She felt her scalp itch noticing they were molded into the shape of an eye.

"Wh-what are?"

"Tell him this, if he ever wishes to uncover what lies hidden beneath the veil.

If the burden of their secrets becomes too heavy to bear, advise him to use one of these.

I've managed to infuse and craft these martial scripts.

Using one will awaken his Warg powers, and then... hehehe, the magic will unfold. Sigh... Kuh! It's time for me to bid you farewell... until next time... Cutie."

Arya watched in speechless horror as Thorjen lost consciousness, his body collapsing to one side.

Gripped by dread, she immediately rushed forward.

"Thorjen! Wake up! Thorjen, wake up!"

Other POV

The beating sun sat at the pinnacle of the heavens above in the sky, casting a scorching gaze upon an endless ocean below.

To the east lay a white sandy beach, framed by the towering silhouette of a wild and dense forest. Distant roars of mighty beasts resonated through the air, though they seemed distant and inconsequential to the two strikingly beautiful figures strolling across the sandy expanse.

Both figures were clad in scanty underwear that did little to conceal their voluptuous bodies.

Leading the pair was a silver-haired elf donning sunglasses, nonchalantly brushing strands of silver hair away from her eyes.

"I wish we could stay hidden here forever," sighed the beautiful silver-haired elf.

Her companion approached from behind. In contrast to her, she possessed a fuller, more provocative figure, her expression bearing a seriousness that belied the carefree atmosphere. Standing tall with raven-dark hair cascading over her brown-golden skin, she too was an elf.

"We have to move now Lady, remember the promise you made to the Queen?"

"I know, I know, straight to the Rode Empire royal house, then back to the meeting place in Sudrien. But come on, how could we miss an opportunity like this? I mean, a secret realm where we get to see all the strong youth gathering. I might even finally find a suitable mate."

"Sigh, again with that foolishness," muttered the brown-skinned elf. Suddenly, her eyes flashed open as she stared toward the dense forest. She wasn't mistaken; she sensed a baleful aura nearby.

"My lady... We need to—"

"I know... I felt it too. Three Auras became one. The one is something both of us can't hope to handle. But alas, the mood is now ruined. Let's pack our stuff and make our way then."