The Power of Ji-ho's Group
From his elevated stance within the Demon King's Castle, Kim Jae-hyun watched the fierce clash unfolding below between Laylana and the Ji-ho party with quiet appreciation.
"Laylana is putting up quite the fight," he remarked softly, his voice carrying an edge of genuine admiration as he observed the former Demon King, now transformed, battling with raw power.
Chuwup! Chuwup!
Right before him knelt Estia, the breathtaking golden-haired beauty, her soft, pink-tinted lips gently wrapped around his throbbing member. Her head moved rhythmically back and forth, tongue swirling as she devoured him with eager devotion.
Other lovers of his watched from the sidelines, their eyes gleaming with envy and longing, silently hoping he would favor them next.
His primary wife Irene, currently engaged in intimate play with Lucretia on the bed, felt the heat of the scene surge through her even as she savored every moment.
"Haah..."
Lin, the sixteen-year-old girl who had already tasted his seed after he claimed her virginity in the Intermediate World, bit her lip as she watched her mother suckle him. Her body burned with overwhelming lust, and she slipped a trembling hand beneath her skirt to ease the ache.
"Huu... huuu..."
Her soft moans and the wet, rhythmic sounds of her fingers pleasuring herself spread like a wave to Selina, Lucien, Serphius, and Lillian.
The Dark Elf Queen Lucien immediately pushed down her leather hot pants and began to finger her own dripping folds with desperate hunger.
The Succubus Queen Lillian could no longer hold back, her hand diving between her thighs as she started masturbating with a choked cry.
"Haahng~"
"Huuu... haaak~"
Even Lucien and Lillian succumbed to their needs and began to touch themselves, but the Vampire Queen Selina and Dark Dragon Lord Serphius remained composed, sitting with perfect posture as they resisted the growing fire in their bodies.
Selina, ever mindful of her noble status as Queen of the Vampire race, kept her dignity intact despite the overwhelming heat.
Still, their bodies betrayed them all—sweating, trembling, aching to be claimed. Jae-hyun noticed and felt a surge of mercy.
"It's time I started helping," he murmured.
With a casual wave, he summoned his clones, distributing them evenly among Irene and his other wives to relieve their pent-up desires. This would ensure they entered the upcoming battle at peak condition, unhindered by frustration.
Irene, completely naked and writhing on the bed with Lucretia, was soon joined by two of his clones each. The same happened to Lin, Lucien, and Lillian as they moaned and writhed in ecstasy.
Even the elegant Selina and Serphius found themselves unable to resist as two clones materialized before them and began pleasuring them with expert precision.
"It seems your lust has built up quite a bit," Jae-hyun declared calmly. "Release it all. Stand up and let go."
"Yes..."
Selina and Serphius rose obediently at once. Their elegant clothes slid to the floor in a whisper of fabric.
"Beautiful," Jae-hyun praised, his gaze roaming over their flawless forms.
His clones moved behind and in front of them, teasing every sensitive spot before finally sliding deep inside. Selina and Serphius began to rock their hips in perfect rhythm, their once-refined composure shattered as they cried out in overwhelming pleasure, sinking into an abyss of ecstasy.
Now, only two women in the entire room remained untouched by the waves of orgasm—Lucretia and Estia.
The act of claiming Estia's holes would begin soon, but he had no intention of simply turning her into a concubine without ceremony. Even as a formal wife, she would deserve at least a proper wedding.
"Estia, accepting you as my official concubine will have to wait until the evening tomorrow. For now, simply enjoy the night."
When the time came, Estia would kneel before him, clad in a wedding gown, and swear eternal loyalty and devotion alongside his other five new wives.
And even as he watched Laylana clash with Ji-ho, Jae-hyun's gaze pierced beyond the battlefield and locked onto the Heavenly Realm—specifically the four Archangels and the corrupted wives of Ji-ho: Rachel, Ruina, Silvia, and Kim Da-gyeom.
All for the sin of daring to covet Irene before his eyes.
* * *
Despite her youthful appearance, Laylana's power was something else entirely. She wielded abilities that far transcended common sense, like the legendary Holy Armor and Helm of Hildegrim.
Her form still looked like an adorable eight-year-old girl with golden hair and sparkling blue eyes, yet her inner strength was monstrous.
Ji-ho pulled back sharply, pain shooting through his entire body. The Holy Armor that covered him was strong, but the shockwave from Laylana's sword strike still reached his neck like a hammer blow.
No matter how durable it was, her raw power overpowered it.
Her blade could not slice through the armor to kill him outright, but the crushing force transmitted through his body was more than enough to break bones.
'This is dangerous.'
He knew he could hide his presence with the power of the Holy Helm, but he refused to use it. Ji-ho had no intention of letting her disappear like a ghost.
He wanted to fight openly, to test her limits, and to drag her back to the Demon King's Castle alive if necessary.
"Haaah!"
Ji-ho chose a different path—unleashing a wide-area attack from every direction at once.
Kugung!
Instead of creating barriers like Laylana had done, he poured out his own power and let it radiate outward in a wide storm.
The attack was not meant to be powerful; its sheer area was its only strength. It consumed far less of his stamina and covered a much broader range.
Even though Laylana was a massive mana powerhouse, a little more damage would not matter. His goal was never to hurt her—he only needed to locate her position.
Since his attack was wide and invisible, it should have reached her regardless.
But just as he had predicted, the invisible Laylana was detected. The moment her presence registered, Ji-ho swung his sword toward the source.
Kwaaang!
Laylana reappeared in mid-air, having blocked his strike with a casual flick of her wrist.
"Impressive. You found me even without seeing me."
Detecting an invisible opponent was never easy, but Ji-ho had prepared for exactly this scenario.
"And you're not fighting alone," he added with a grin.
Before his words could finish, the joint assault began.
Countless arrows from Gabriel, followed by the combined strike of Michael, Raphael, and Uriel.
Then Jason, Griffith, and the Dragon Lord unleashed their ten-circle magic at the same time.
"Absolute Time Stop!"
"Fearful Howl, Exorcism of Fear!"
"Soul Devouring Blade, Extinction Blade!"
Using their Holy Armors, Jason and Griffith amplified their ten-circle spells even further.
Though not true ten-circle masters like the Dragon Lord, they had reached the threshold of ten-circle power.
'Extinction Blade... that's the most dangerous one.'
Laylana instinctively recognized the greatest threat among all incoming attacks was the Extinction Blade unleashed by the Dragon Lord.
But she could not underestimate the others either.
Moreover, Ji-ho's wives had already finished their preparations and were ready to strike as one coordinated wave.
Silvia and Kim Da-gyeom poured their mana into Rachel and Ruina, creating countless rings that wrapped around their swords like living serpents.
Kugung—
At the same moment, Rachel and Ruina attacked in perfect mirror-image strikes, swinging their swords in unison as if copying each other's every movement.
Kwaakwaak!!
A colossal aura blade wave, infused with both Extinction Energy and overwhelming destructive force, shot straight toward Laylana.
The sight was almost comical—the gentle, cute eight-year-old girl facing down an entire army of ruthless adult women intent on slaughtering her.
Attacks rained down from every direction, all aimed directly at her.
It was a split-second of pure chaos, and Laylana had no time to speak.
But from her entire body, an enormous torrent of black mana erupted, transforming the surrounding space into a vast domain.
Kwaaang!
Explosions detonated everywhere. Even the Extinction Blades were forced to detonate and dissipate.
Kuuung!
The shockwave spread outward, shaking the very air itself.
Yet within it all, Laylana floated calmly in mid-air, her long golden hair untouched by the wind, her red dress flawless with not a single wrinkle or tear.
"You blocked that too? Impressive."
Ji-ho clicked his tongue, staring at the unharmed Laylana. Not a scratch on her body, not a single mark on her clothes.
"This fight cannot drag on," she murmured, her blue eyes flashing as an overwhelming wave of black mana surged from her form.
The adorable, arrogant smile of an eight-year-old girl slowly spread across her face—arrogant on the surface, but utterly powerless in her child's body.
"From now on, I shall also use magic."