CHAPTER 376: SO IT BEGINS

"You dare call me a dog? I deserve a spot on my Lord’s lap just as you." Ellora then forced her way into Damon’s lap, squeezing in between. Somehow her robes became sluttier and looser as many things started to become revealed.

On the other side, Erin did not want to lose out. She did not even bother to fake modesty and became completely naked, not wanting to lose out. Ellora’s eyes widened in shock. She was not going to lose now!

The next moment, she too became completely naked!

In the blink of an eye, things had devolved into absolute madness. One moment, Damon had been skimming through world chat with Erin calmly seated on his lap, and the next moment, two naked beauties were sitting on either side of him, pressing up against him.

Damon pinched the bridge of his nose as things were starting to get out of control.

Ellora pressed in from one side, her chest squishing aggressively against Damon as if sheer proximity could prove her bond. "See?! My Lord, I belong here too!" she declared, her face flushed with both fury and determination.

On the other side, Erin tilted her head slightly, her serpentine eyes glittering as though she had already won. She sat proudly, her smooth, pale skin bared without the slightest hesitation. "Pathetic," she murmured coolly. "If you think flashing skin will earn his favor, then you’ve already lost."

Meanwhile, Damon sat frozen in the middle. His crimson eyes twitched as the two women continued to glare at each other, both completely naked now, neither willing to yield.

"...This," Damon muttered under his breath.

He was very conflicted at the moment. He knew he needed to focus on important matters, but then again, a cat fight between two naked women, both extremely sexy, was about to happen any second now.

He couldn’t in good conscience stop something like that. That too, his little general had already enlisted to participate in the fight. It would be sinful to stop something like this from happening. Even the gods wouldn’t forgive him!

Besides, it was already time for the game shutdown. Surely, Aiden would wait until the next day to start shit?

Damon was just about to suggest that the two of them take this fight to the floor when suddenly many videos started popping up on his system interface. Ignoring the two naked women sprawled on him, Damon’s gaze shifted to the contents of the video.

The video was a recording of a huge swirl of ominous black energy appearing in the sky on top of Lotera city.

One by one, player-recorded clips streamed across the interface, shaky but vivid enough to capture the sheer terror hanging over Lotera. The skies above the city had turned black, churning with a storm that wasn’t natural.

Tendrils of shadow writhed like serpents through the clouds, coalescing around a singular vortex that pulsed with a malignant rhythm. Each pulse sent shockwaves rattling through the city streets below, scattering NPC guards and panicked players alike.

The chat, which only moments ago had been full of trolling and banter, now exploded into pure hysteria:

StoneBreaker: HOLY SHIT!! Did anyone else see that?! The sky just tore open!

FairyKiller: That’s not a boss spawn... that’s an event. A world event!

CinderFlame92: People are screaming it’s the Abyssal Gate! If that’s true, Lotera is DONE.

PeanutLord: Nah bro, it’s fake. Some guild staged this. No way the devs would nuke an entire city.

ShadowHunter98: Look again, idiot. That’s not staged. The whole zone just shifted to RED. PVP enabled. Guards aren’t respawning. Lotera’s about to be a slaughterhouse.

Damon’s crimson eyes gleamed faintly as he replayed one particular clip, frame by frame, the vortex widening, its core so dark it seemed to devour light itself.

A slow grin curled his lips, sharp and predatory. "So it begins."

Yup, it had definitely started.

On his lap, Erin finally forgot her rivalry with Ellora, her serpentine eyes glued to the screen. "My Lord... that energy. It’s... terrifying. Even from here."

Ellora shifted uncomfortably, her bravado melting as the ominous black tide washed across the projected feed. "What is this? My lord. Its nothing like I have seen before."

Damon, however, only leaned forward, resting his chin on one hand as the grin widened. "Aiden’s funeral pyre."

Until the last minute, Damon had had his doubts. He had already done everything right and moved all the right pieces but he was worried that the damned bastard would pull something at the last moment and figure out that the whole thing was a trap.

He was pretty sure that it was no coincidence that he even organized for everything to go down minutes before the game shut down. That way they could have a last minute parachute but only Damon knew that even that wouldn’t help.

Now finally, shit has hit the fan and it was time to begin his counter attack.

Damon slapped the two sets of juicy thighs sitting on either side of him, the sharp smack echoing through the throne room.. "Get everyone ready. In a few hours we will be heading out there."

Erin’s serpentine eyes flared with eagerness. She stood immediately, her naked form shifting seamlessly as scales rippled across her skin, claws gleaming. "As you command, my Lord," she said with a cold smile.

Ellora straightened as well, another robe appearing on her voluptuous body. Her earlier playfulness evaporated, replaced with deadly seriousness. "I will not let you down, my Lord."

"Good. I am counting on you guys. This is an excellent opportunity to break through your current limits. If you stagnate for too long, then you will no longer be useful to me in a few days."

Damon rose from his throne and nodded at them before heading towards the training chamber. He had his own final preparations to do before heading out to that dreadful area.

The first few hours are going to be a hellish disaster that no one including him would have the ability to survive. However, after that, it was an entirely different ball game.

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