CHAPTER 46: SINGLE CLONE

On entering the Demon Clan, the intercepted heat never withered—preparations were similarly gaining, maybe even more intense.

Demons had no special manipulation abilities like the elves, but to make up for that they were built with impossible brute force—bodies harder than iron with a relatively high durability.

Allen’s eyes studied their war defense formation as he followed the lead of Natasha, her grip firm on his cock, and Elara pushing from behind as if they were taking him to a sacred room where moans would echo.

Their formation, and even the subtle look on their faces, showed how short-handed they were against enemies who didn’t even need to bleed.

A tall man with two muted horns stood in front of them, strictly warning, his voice thundering across the platform.

"No punches. Not even breaking. Keep your hands behind your back and stand tall like a wall, even if you’re being stabbed in the guts."

The male demon paused, walking left and right as he studied the heavy gazes of his warriors, all standing in block patterns, forming a dense barricade of demons with iron-strong skin.

"The clan resources and our women are the priority," he finally exclaimed—though the enthusiasm he tried to instill in them was visibly not working.

Allen shook his head in grief at the sight of their despair.

"Elara, Natasha," he called softly as they halted their pace. "End things with Nora. Quickly."

"Yes, my lord," they said, understanding the pity in his gaze. A soft silence followed, heavy with tension—but it didn’t last a second.

Natasha’s grip on his length tightened as she pulled him forward. "That’s said. Let’s go," she smirked, while Elara continued her push on his shoulder.

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"This should be it," Natasha murmured after a few more minutes of walking.

They now stood before a hut no different from the other wooden huts with zinc roofs that surrounded the terrain.

The journey here had been quiet. The streets were desolate of any living being. All elves and demons had been kept safely underground in a space built by earth manipulators.

"What’s the probability we’ll see her here?" Allen muttered as he studied the old wood of the building.

"It’s very low," Elara murmured, her voice echoing back as if to emphasize the isolation of the area.

As if to put her words to shame, the door squeaked open from inside, revealing a frost-skinned, busty demon with C-shaped hips and horns jutting from her head.

Her eyes widened the moment she stepped out, moving in hurried steps.

Before anyone could speak, her voice slashed through the air.

"Is that the human boy?" she rasped.

Natasha and Elara’s eyes rolled toward each other.

"Look who’s famous..." Natasha whispered without moving her lips.

The demoness studied Allen’s features even more.

"You’re the one who saved King Elderick the other day. The Holy Cum Boy," she added, stepping closer as her eyes beheld a mystery.

"And you are?" Allen asked, adjusting both his stance and tone to match the authority she imagined in him.

"Ohh... pardon my rudeness. I’m Thessaria the Original," she smirked with a bow—but it was obvious her eyes were fixed on his cock.

"Why are you still out here at this time?" Allen smirked, trying to force innocence into his voice.

"Yeah... where’s your daughter?" Elara added, folding her arms.

"Pardon me, Princess... I had to get some drugs for my daughter," she muttered, bowing much lower—but her gaze never left his length. Her pussy was drowning in wetness. Only just one touch, she cried in her thoughts.

"And who did you leave her with?" Allen asked in a responsible tone.

"She’s with Thessaria the Replica."

"You should go back to them," Allen said, turning slowly, controlling his dick to rise and fall teasingly like a flag of sin.

Thessaria’s eyes followed it as if attached. She bit her lips so hard that blood almost spilled.

"May I ask for something, Elder Human?" she suddenly burst out.

Allen smiled softly while still facing away, then turned to meet her gaze, keeping his responsible, authoritative look.

"I’m Elder Allen, by name. And what do you want, my dear?" he teased, giving her the freedom to say even the worst of words.

"Can I put your cock in my mouth?" she rasped in a forced, unbearable shout—sweat dropping down her temple.

"No," Allen replied swiftly. The expression on her face—and on Elara’s and Natasha’s—turned instantly to embarrassment.

"Pardon my stupidity, my lord," she said, sounding like someone who had just given up on her dream.

"You can put my cock in your pussy," Allen stated with a regal stance, his nine-inch cock pointing straight at her.

"Wha—" she gasped in shock, her eyes glittering with hunger as she closed in on him without hesitation. I asked for bread and he gave me cake, she thought, walking directly onto his cock—the connection made perfectly, without adjustment, like plugging in a charger... or even better.

"Thanks... thanks... you’re a dream saver," she moaned, pushing her ass back and bringing it forward again in calculated rhythm, while Allen stood, fucking outdoors for the first time—directly under the sun.

Elara and Natasha seemed thirsty too, biting their fingers as they watched her drink—but too bad Allen had only one cock.

Elara’s fingers found her urethra opening, working it with two combined fingers while her other hand pressed one of Thessaria’s large breasts. Natasha’s fingers dug into her own entrance while she squeezed the other breast. Allen took the front line—the virgin opening savoring every inch of his cock, making sure to use all his length.

The green panel of his system—visible only to him—fluttered into existence, hovering midair just before his eyes.

[Lustcopy System Ability Activated]

Lust has been detected.

[Do you want to form a link?]

[Y/N]

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Yes, Allen replied in thought, caught between the intense sensation and the real reason he had come here—web-like energy protruding from him, connecting to her cells.

[Web Chain Created]

Partner’s Info:

Name: Thessaria

Race: Demon

Abilities: Single Clone

Recently Transferred Abilities: None

Status: Link Suitable

[Do you wish to copy ability?]

[Y/N]

Replicate and synchronize, Allen replied in thought as he poured hot, holy cum into Thessaria’s pussy.

"Mmmmm... there it is... divine," she moaned, taking some cum with her fingers and licking it, while Elara and Natasha made sure all her holes were busy.

[Ability Copy Complete]

[Synchronizing Completely]

— Physique +100

— Combat +100

— Mental +50

— Charm +150

New Ability: Single Clone.

New Ability Description:

Single Clone allows the user to make one 99% replica of themselves with an independent life but shared essence—memory, talent, ability, and emotion.

Flaw: The clone is independent in decision-making.

"Now..." Allen whispered, "everything is in place."