Dragon Lord: Erotic MMO



Zell didn't wait for them to move or take action, his body instantly transforming into his demonic dragon form with four wings.

His body shot into the sky within seconds, and his face had no playful look like with the demon prince.

The force caused his body to fly rapidly towards the brilliant light, with wings tearing through the air with powerful movements.

"Demon!" Sion shouted in shock. She saw Zell as she was pushed back by the wind created by his wing beats.

In an instant, his form changed, and Zell became a demon; the wings ripped open, giving him a speed that made him seem superhuman. He reared above their heads and descended, landing smoothly with two gigantic black weapons.

An Axe in one hand, A sword in the other as he looked at the four angels, all of them only with 2 wings, but they looked at him with hostile glances due to his demon wings, not even recognising his dragon ones.

"White-winged flies," Zell said before gripping and striking his weapons.

The Axes tore through the air towards the group, cutting into the ground below.

Sion was the first to dodge it, jumping high into the sky using her white wings, flying up to get some height.

However, she felt something off when she did so, feeling a strange energy rush past her body and stab deep into the ground behind her—the next moment, an unbearable pain struck her back before golden blood began to pour from her body.

Zell had severed her wing and laughed as she fell to the ground, his arm lifting his sword like a weapon as it transformed into a long black spear with a sharp tip and red gemstone on the base.

Woosh!

He launched the spear down at Sion, the angel with broken wings was penetrated like a pornstar in an orgy, straight through her crotch and out of her mouth, before crashing into the ground and forming a huge crater.

"Did you think you could enter my territory and live?" Zell's deep voice sounded before he vanished from their sight.

The next moment he reappeared, his hand thrust through the chest of a male angel, crushing his heart before tearing him apart with his huge black axe, feathers and flesh exploding through the sky.

"2 Left", Zell whispered, his eyes darting to see them trying to escape.

They were fast, but not as fast as him—they didn't know why they were running away either; it was almost like instinctual panic.

Zell felt no sympathy for them, only excitement at the slaughter.

A female angel appeared before him, her lips moving quickly as if casting a spell.

"This is going to be interesting," Zell muttered, lifting his right arm high.

It wasn't until the last moment that  Tariel realised what was about to happen—the next instant, there was a blinding light, and then everything went dark.

Zell watched with a smirk as his Anima Flare melted the angelic woman, who could be said to be a beauty, into ashes, while the last male's wings were charred, and he fell to the ground with a loud bang and formed a crater!

Slowly, he descended and stood watching the trembling angel, now a disgusting, disfigured monster.

"So... Who said you could come here?" Zell asked calmly before raising his foot and slamming it down onto the head of the pathetic creature, crushing it like a bug underfoot.

He knew this cannon fodder couldn't answer him. Thus, his wings fluttered again as he felt the huge amount of power entering his body while sending as much as possible to the girls in the village.

'Ah, these worms will do great to boost their efforts. My girls have worked so hard; let's reward them!'

His smile was sickening, showing sharp teeth stained with blood as he turned to leave—this was his territory, and he wouldn't allow anyone to cross it without punishment.

Like this, his body shot into the sky, all the pillars of light and the low-level angels that dropped... 

In the region, Franza was decimated.

With the message passed to Eden being.

"I, Your Father, Will Crush The Divines." 

Not once... The angels at the surveillance division and the divines overseeing them are filled with rage as more than 40 angels were lost... to ONE man.

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"WHAT DO YOU MEAN HE KILLED THEM ALL!" 

Bang!

Tellurian's arms crushed a white desk created with holy marble, a material only found in Eden and designed to resist most creatures' attacks.

His face filled with veins and turned red.

This was not the sign of a Divine, yet Astra and the others could only stay silent due to him still having the largest amount of Anima and his followers being the largest number.

'Useless... As if you could become equal to him...' Astra thought before quickly killing off all her thoughts and emotions as her father's look brushed across her body.

"Why did he attack when we made a truce!?"

"T-that... your divine radiance... I believe he felt you broke the truce when you ordered that many angels drop in his area..."

"Do you doubt my orders!"

"N-no, my radiance... but.... the facts still stand. That abomination holds a grudge against you..."

Suddenly a god with a fur coat and tattoos opened his mouth with a deep, rough voice.

"Not to mention he's banging your daughter every night."

"!!!"

"!?!?"

The room became ice cold; Zendil, the god of war, sneered, tapping the desk.

He was the number 2 in charge after Tellurian and didn't take shit from him normally, especially when he had dirt on him like this.

A few thousand years ago, it was his wife having an affair, now his daughter...

"You bastards, and you! Zendil!"

"I have only one daughter!" 

Tellurian denied the existence of Veronica, which caused Astra's body to tremble, her eyes turning hostile for a split second.

However, this time, her father felt it, his hand smashing into her cheek Astra, breaking two of her teeth and sending her flying out of the holy conference room.

Before she could recover, he blasted her several times with holy bolts of divine thunder that tore apart her flesh and scarred her bosom.

"You dare sympathise with that little slut! Like mother like daughter! I banish you to the ground! See if that bastard wants you with such a disgusting, deformed look!"

"..."

"Whew! You sure know how to treat women! No wonder Amalia shacked up with a dragon!" 

Bang!

Once again, he looked at Zendil with a look to kill.

Sadly, their power was close to even, and the only way he could defeat him would leave Tellurian vulnerable to attacks from the other Divines that saw his leadership as unwanted.

"I order you to lend me your powers."

"Eh!?"

"What for?"

"Your Divine Radiance?"

Zendil looked at the man who had lost his cool, whom he used to call brother and fight side-by-side against any foe.

Now after the truth about his wife came out... 

He lost his dearest friend and now became bitter rivals.

"I will send down Archangels to smite the cocky little demon spawn!" 

"Ooooh!" 

"Excellent!" 

The people who supported Tellurian began to make noise, while the ones who didn't felt this would cause the demons to do the same and send a Demon King up...

Even with all the powers of the people in this room, 3 Archangels were the limit... the same for those of the demon world...

Yet Zendil thought this was stupid, a fool's errand.

That boy... no man, Zell Delacroix would kill them all and become stronger, using this as his food to grow enough to challenge even the demigods...

Zendil knew he needed a Seraph at least... or a Throne to defeat Zell as he was.

But even his oldest friend would now never listen to his advice, too arrogant to think he wanted the council's top seat.

When honestly, Zendil just enjoyed a good fight... 

Part of him genuinely wished for Zell to reach their level so that he could enjoy a good fight with the lad...

However, he felt some omen...

He would probably be the first Divine to die because of this attitude.

The council continued with the leader Tellurian getting a total of 35 votes to 28, which meant the future would likely go his way, and they would send the Archangels down while they still had the advantage likely very soon.