Champion Of Lust: Gods Conquer's Harem Paradise!

The aftermath of the battle with the Rank 13 beast left the forest floor scarred and littered with remnants of the beast's once formidable form. Pyris stood over the body, breathing heavily, but a victorious smirk pulled at his lips. His body felt energized, humming with the essence of all the beasts he had consumed along the way.

This last one—this powerful Rank 13 creature—was a true prize.

Selene, standing nearby, glanced at him with admiration in her eyes, though she hid it well. Pyris was not just any dragon, and she could sense it.

His growth was rapid, his power undeniable.

Pyris placed a hand over the crumbling remains of the beast, and with a controlled breath, began to devour its essence. The golden energy of the beast flowed into him like a river, surging through his veins, flooding his mind, his body, and his soul with newfound strength.

As the last of the essence was absorbed, Pyris closed his eyes, feeling the power inside him settle, pushing him to the very edge of Rank 12. His aura flared briefly, but he contained it, controlling the energy coursing through him. He was close—closer than ever to advancing.

["You're getting stronger, Pyris. You're not far from reaching Rank 12,"] Lia's voice echoed in his mind, a hint of pride in her tone. ["Check your status—you'll want to see how far you've come."]

With a sharp exhale, Pyris opened his eyes and summoned his status.

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Name: Pyris Obsidian

Race: Dragon

Bloodline: Obsidian Lust Bloodline

Race Trait: Lust, All-Elemental Control, Illusion Master (new) Living Shadows (new) One who???(Unknown/unable to be used)

Rank: 11

Elements: All Elements

Mana: 8200/10,000

Age Limit: 18 / 1000

Strength: 448

Agility: 441

Vitality: 450

Stamina: 451

INT: 670/700

Charm: 98/100

LPs: 900pts

Abilities: Lust Breath, Charm Aura, Lust and Golden Dragon Transformation Golden Dragon Wings, Golden Dragon Armor, Essence Devouring, Eternal's Seal, Death Eye (reclaimed) Shadow Nexus, Illusions, D???

Skills: Lust Slavery, Pregnancy Control, Lust Illusions, Dual Cultivation

[Cost of stats: 100LPs per 10 stats | 300LPs per 100 Mana points]

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Pyris's eyes scanned the details, and a sense of satisfaction filled him. His progress had been rapid, but that was to be expected. He was a dragon, after all—one destined for greatness.

The essence of the Rank 13 beast had pushed him closer to his next breakthrough, and he could feel it. Rank 12 was within his grasp.

But the ability he got from Alexa wasn't displayed fully and the system had not yet announced it yet for some reasons he didn't know.

He couldn't help but let a grin stretch across his face. He turned to Selene, who was standing a few feet away, her arms crossed, watching him with interest.

"You seem pleased with yourself," Selene commented, her voice calm but laced with curiosity.

Pyris chuckled, rolling his shoulders as the energy inside him settled. "I have every reason to be. I'm almost at Rank 12."

Selene raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Impressive. You're progressing faster than I expected."

"Why don't you help me test how far I've come?" Pyris asked, his grin turning more playful. "A duel—just you and me. Let's see how strong I really am now."

Selene's eyes gleamed, a mixture of excitement and challenge flashing across her face. "You want a duel with me?"

"Why not? I need to see how my power holds up against a strong opponent," Pyris said, his tone teasing. "Unless you're worried."

Selene scoffed, though there was a smirk tugging at her lips. "Worried? Hardly. But don't expect me to go easy on you."

Pyris's eyes glinted with anticipation. This was what he wanted. Not just a test of strength, but a way to get closer to Selene—to understand her power and her mind. The duel would be a perfect opportunity for that.

"Good," Pyris said, taking a few steps back, his golden dragon aura flaring to life around him. "Then let's make this interesting."

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The tension between them was electric as they squared off, the Grove providing the perfect battleground for their duel. Selene's Nepharion energy crackled around her like a shield of celestial light, while Pyris let his golden dragon essence seep into the air, radiating power.

They circled each other for a moment, assessing, planning their first moves. Pyris could feel the thrill of battle rushing through him—this was more than just a fight.

It was a chance to further prove himself, and to push Selene to see him in a new light.

Then, without warning, Selene made the first move. She summoned her celestial spears, hurling them toward Pyris with deadly precision.

Pyris smirked and vanished, using space manipulation to teleport behind her in an instant.

"Too slow," Pyris taunted, but Selene was already prepared.

With a flick of her wrist, she summoned a barrier of dark silver light that deflected his incoming strike. Pyris countered with a burst of superspeed, moving faster than Selene could react. His fist connected with her barrier, shattering it, but she retaliated with a wave of Nepharion energy that sent him skidding backward.

"Not bad," Pyris said, wiping a smudge of dirt from his cheek.

"You haven't seen anything yet," Selene responded, her wings flaring as she shot forward, her spear of light aiming directly at him.

The clash of their powers sent shockwaves through the Grove, the air thick with energy. Pyris unleashed his Death Eye, a dark aura radiating from his gaze, causing Selene to falter for just a moment.

It was all he needed, he can't use the Death Eye fully, not on Selene, not in a real battle!

With a surge of golden dragon energy, Pyris lunged forward, his wings carrying him into the air. He summoned his golden sword, its blade gleaming with power as he swung it toward Selene.

She countered with her own celestial blade, the two weapons colliding in a flash of light.

For a moment, they were locked in place, their strength evenly matched. Pyris could feel the heat of battle, the adrenaline coursing through his veins, and something else—respect.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Selene was strong, stronger than he had anticipated, and it only made him more determined to push harder.

The duel raged on, each of them pushing their limits, testing each other's resolve. Pyris could feel himself growing stronger with each strike, each move, as if the very act of fighting was sharpening his powers.

Selene, too, was impressed. Pyris was not just powerful—he was strategic, adaptable. It was clear that he had earned his rank through more than just brute force.

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As the duel reached its peak, both fighters were forced to pull back, their energies spent. They stood a few feet apart, breathing heavily but grinning at each other, a newfound respect hanging in the air between them.

"You're stronger than I thought," Selene admitted, wiping the sweat from her brow.

"You're not so bad yourself," Pyris replied, his golden aura flickering as it faded.

They stood there for a moment, the tension between them shifting from competitive to something more. Pyris had proven himself, not just as a fighter but as someone worthy of her attention.

And while Selene wasn't ready to fall for him just yet, Pyris could tell that he had begun to carve out a place in her mind.

"Same time tomorrow?" Pyris asked, a teasing grin playing on his lips.

Selene raised an eyebrow, but she smirked. "You're on."

As they parted ways, Pyris couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. This was only the beginning.