The Superior Salamander's Descent
The vast mana of the guardians I'd sucked in through the ferociously swollen cock between the smooth fire spirit's thighs surged wildly through my veins, pulsing madly as it spread throughout my body. My skin and muscles, scorched and grotesquely melted by hellfire, began reconstructing in real time with a bizarre, beastly shedding sound. The excruciating pain etched into my bones vanished as if washed away, replaced by an explosive ecstasy that pierced my entire being.
"Huuuuh...!" I drew in a scorching breath that felt like it would tear my lungs apart, trembling in rapture. Then I lifted my head and glared at the petite summoner with her venomous eyes like a beast. The mana swelling to the bursting point and the lust concentrated in my groin completely devoured my reason. I kicked off the ground hard and leaped forward.
Closing dozens of paces in an instant, I thrust out my blood-smeared hand to roughly seize the slender nape of her neck, flushed red with fear. But she was Ignis's minion, a full-fledged adult mage who had reached the 4th Circle. The momentary terror in her eyes at the sight of my cock flashed with arrogant, sharp light.
"How dare you... insolent cur!" she snapped in a sharp voice thick with disgust, swinging the staff embedded with a red gem through the air. In that instant, an entirely different level of intense heat and an overwhelming wall of flames slammed into my body viciously.
Boom...! It was leagues beyond the 3rd Circle scraps I'd just pulverized with my dick. Even with my body reconstructed from their absorbed mana, I couldn't withstand the massive mana shockwave and was flung through the air, crashing wretchedly into the ashen passage wall.
Spitting out the blood pooling in my mouth, I raised my head to see her tilting her chin up at me, sneering mockingly.
"A horny beast pup reaching out without fear? You think I'm the same as that trash I just turned to ash? Don't delude yourself. I'm Rubia, a genius who shattered the 4th Circle barrier at just twenty and earned the title of mage. No matter how you thrash with your freakish power, a rootless scum like you can't touch my realm!"
Her voice dripped with absolute confidence in her talent and power, laced with intense contempt for me, who couldn't even properly wield mana. Without a hint of hesitation, Rubia raised her red-gem staff high once more. With her incantation, a thick, sticky red mana—like blood denser than flames—sprayed out from the gem at the staff's tip, scattering throughout the passage.
The moment that eerie mana wave touched me, the black ashes scattered helplessly at my feet began to writhe. Like vengeful spirits returned from death, the ashes clumped together, swiftly reforming the grotesque shapes of the guardians. The heat they emitted was on another level entirely. Infused with Rubia's dense mana and life force, the blue flames composing their bodies burned even more fiercely, and the sparks flying everywhere carried a red poison.
"Die, you beast pup!" At Rubia's command, the resurrected guardians charged me all at once. Hellish flame tendrils twice as fast as before engulfed my entire body. But I didn't dodge. No, I didn't even feel the need to. My body, reconstructed through a molt-like absorption of their mana, now perceived even the searing heat filling this passage as a comfortable warmth.
The rigid erection jutting from my groin throbbed even more ferociously at the sight of their red flames, spewing savage heat. I indifferently deflected the charging guardian's flame fist with the back of my hand.
Splat...! The moment its blazing inferno touched my skin, it wasn't hot—it was just a pleasant friction. Instead, its flames scattered powerlessly on contact with me. With a feral grin, I smashed my fist into the stunned guardian's facial orifice.
"Wh-what...?" Rubia's arrogant face drained of color in shock at my overwhelming composure. Seeing her 4th Circle-enhanced guardians toyed with like playthings without a scratch was beyond her comprehension. Overwhelmed by shame and panic, she stumbled back, gripping her staff tightly as she frantically began her next incantation.
As her chant deepened, the passage's temperature soared dozens of times higher than when the guardians revived. Flames from all directions gathered above her head, forming a massive vortex of fire. From within emerged a grotesque yet sensual form. It was the pinnacle of Ignis's mana: a superior fire spirit.
Having fully absorbed the 4th Circle mage's mana—or perhaps embodying her unfulfilled desires—the materialized superior spirit took the perfect form of an adult human woman. Despite its body of flames, its breasts were grotesquely oversized, its waist slender enough to snap, and its hips swollen to bursting with ripeness. Its curvaceous figure alone was enough to stir lust.
I stuck out my tongue like a beast, licking my lips at its bursting hips and monstrous tits.
"This... it'll be far better nourishment than those guardian scum." My cock throbbed violently at the sight of its sensual body, oozing a murky aura. But I soon had to wipe the grin from my face. Separate from the lust in my loins, my survival instincts warned of the overwhelming mana gap radiating from it.
It was worlds beyond the mere 3rd Circle guardians. Even with my reconstructed body, the moment its fierce flames touched me, I'd be reduced to ash before I could absorb any mana—without even a scream. It was a despair of a different caliber, one I'd never experienced.
Rubia haughtily lifted her chin from behind the superior spirit's sleek, thrusting ass.
"Say hello. This is the most voluptuous superior spirit bloomed from Lord Ignis's flames: the Salamander of fire. A noble one who can turn a 3rd Circle mage to ash with a mere breath."
Her arrogant voice echoed through the hellish passage. I steadied my ragged breaths, glaring alternately at the flickering guardians on the floor and the sensual superior spirit.
"I completely crushed your mana cores—how the hell are they coming back?" At my beastly growl, Rubia scoffed derisively.
"You're just trash that'll burn to ash under my Salamander's feet anyway, so I'll teach you before you die. This staff I'm holding is a holy relic made from the great Lord Ignis's gem. And the infinite source of life flowing from it is... the essence squeezed from the worthless lives of scum miners dragged from the territory's corners. Lives not even worth a worm's, but decent fuel to revive my darlings."
Rubia stroked the staff's red gem, twisting her lips in a smirk.
"No matter how you ravage my children with that freakish dick, you can't surpass this noble power infused with hundreds of lives."
The name Ignis from her lips and the words scum lives clawed at my eardrums. In that instant, the taut thread of my reason snapped.
In the suffocating heat choking my breath, the village chief's wrinkled face flashed in my mind—coughing blood in the dark mine depths. The villagers' wretched forms, reduced to skin and bone, whipped like beasts while mining Ignis's red gems, flickered before my eyes. The light from that arrogant mage bitch's red staff was the horrific result of grinding their flesh and blood.
"You fucking bitch...!" A bestial killing intent burst from my lips. Without a second thought, I kicked off the ground in a frenzy. My grotesquely swollen cock between my legs flopped wildly, but my sole target was ripping out that haughty summoner's slender neck.
But my rage-fueled assault was utterly powerless before the superior spirit's overwhelming might.
Splat...! Crunch...! Before I could even swing, the Salamander's long, sleek flame leg sliced through the air, slamming dead-center into my gut. With a dull crack of shattering ribs, my body flew through the air and tumbled across the floor.
"Guh, guhuk...!" Jet-black blood gushed from my mouth. Before I could recover, the infinitely resurrecting guardians swarmed from all sides, trampling my flesh and spewing flames.
No matter how much I absorbed their mana with my dick to reconstruct my body, the superior spirit's otherworldly physical power and the guardians' endless flame barrage far exceeded my defenses and regeneration. I thrashed like a beast, clawing at their faces and trying to smash their cores with my cock, but new ones sprouted in their place, snapping my limbs and scorching my skin. It was hopeless.
In the agony of burning skin and shattered bones, vomiting red blood, I was being brutally pummeled like a beast. Even amid the one-sided beating crushing my ribs and charring my flesh, my feral gaze pierced toward one spot alone.
Not the Salamander trampling me with its sensual bulk, nor the endlessly reviving guardian horde spewing flames. Beyond the curtain of raging infernos and scattering ashes, standing safely at the rear, lips constantly moving with incantations and commands: the haughty summoner, Rubia.
As long as that main body bitch waved her staff from behind, flailing in this infinite blaze was just a painful dog's death. I had to close the distance somehow. Even as I rolled across the floor spewing blood from the Salamander's kick, I growled low to Asmodeus cowering deep within me.
"As... can you concentrate the power of the Mana Insulation Body protecting my form into a single point?"
At my mad question, Asmodeus, watching this carnage from inside, shrieked in horror.
"Are you insane?! Are you in your right mind?! Focusing the insulation into one spot leaves the rest of your naked body exposed! A graze from that Salamander's flames and you'll burn to nothing—not even bones left!"
Despite her desperate, obvious plea, my eyes sank into an eerily cold calm. Willingly taking a charging guardian's flame fist on my crushed shoulder, I licked the jet-black blood trickling down my chin. Then, in a voice like glacial ice, I threatened.
"If you don't want to die here as a handful of ash with me, shut up and explain briefly."
Overwhelmed by my chilling menace and thick killing intent, Asmodeus gasped, then spat out the life-or-death answer in a trembling voice.
"I-it's... impossible with simple mana manipulation! Only by extreme condensation of emotion can you twist the insulation's form! You must perfectly focus your most primal, ferocious desire—lust—and the horrific despair of this hellish situation... into a single point!"
Lust and despair's convergence. Panting, I filled my vision with the Salamander's bursting, sensual ass and grotesquely massive tits rippling before me. Squeezing the [Veins of Lust] throbbing between my legs to the limit, igniting primal rut, while flooding my mind with the villagers' agonized screams—coughing blood in the dark mine while digging red gems.