Free Web NovelChapter 184: Chapter 184: The Architect’s Heat (R-18)
Chapter 184: The Architect’s Heat (R-18)
The deafening roar of the automated hydraulic presses masked the heavy sound of my breathing. The subterranean dimensional foundry was a blazing hot inferno. The air smelled intensely of scorched iron and thick machine grease.
Nyssa sat on the edge of the massive iron drafting table. Her slender legs were wrapped tightly around my waist. Her bright green geometric tattoos pulsed with a frantic unstable energy.
I did not waste time with gentle words. I reached out and violently swept my heavy brass arm across the iron table.
CRASH.
Hundreds of glowing blue blueprints and heavy steel measuring tools shattered against the stone floor. The table was completely bare.
I grabbed Nyssa by her slender waist. I forcefully pushed her backward until she lay completely flat against the cold iron surface.
The Chief Architect gasped loudly. Her thick glasses slipped slightly down the bridge of her nose.
I reached down and violently tore the thick leather work pants right off her hips. The heavy fabric ripped instantly under my Level 75 physical strength.
Nyssa was not wearing underwear. Her pale thighs were already completely soaked. Her brilliant logical mind had been anticipating this absolute claiming for months.
The sweet heavy scent of her intense arousal instantly overpowered the smell of the machine grease in the room.
"Master," Nyssa whimpered. Her usual calculated composure entirely shattered. Her bright green eyes dilated completely. She looked up at my towering green frame with pure unadulterated heat.
"My logic pathways are completely failing. I cannot calculate the pressure. Please. Break my mind."
I unclasped my heavy military trousers. My massive dark-veined shaft sprang free. It was rock hard and radiating an intense conceptual heat.
"You do not need logic today Nyssa," I rumbled. My deep baritone voice vibrated through the heavy iron table.
"You only need to take my seed."
I grabbed her pale knees and pushed her thighs completely wide open. I positioned my massive size directly against her dripping pink entrance.
She arched her back off the iron table. Her small hands gripped the edge of the metal desk with desperate feral anticipation.
I drove deep inside her in one brutal bottoming thrust.
SLAM.
"GRIK!" Nyssa shrieked. Her voice echoed over the deafening thrum of the factory.
She was impossibly tight. Her internal walls violently seized around my thick green flesh. The sheer biological shock of my Level 75 consolidated vessel completely short-circuited her brain.
The genius architect instantly transformed into a wild feral mate. She threw her head back and let out a continuous breathless scream of absolute pleasure.
I set a terrifying relentless pace. I matched the exact brutal rhythm of the colossal hydraulic presses slamming down in the background.
SLAM. SLAM. SLAM.
The heavy slapping of our flesh echoed rhythmically through the hot foundry. Every time my hips crashed against her soft thighs Nyssa writhed like a wild animal.
Her green tattoos flared blindingly bright. She abandoned all of her human pride and completely gave in to the feral heat burning in her womb.
"Yes! Yes! Fuck me Master!" Nyssa screamed. She wildly thrashed her head side to side on the hard metal table.
"Destroy my logic! Fill me up! Give me your baby!"
"Take the Forge," I growled.
I grabbed her wrists and pinned her hands flat against the iron table above her head. I leaned down and crushed my lips against hers.
I swallowed her messy drooling moans. I channeled my absolute Domination Aura directly into her mind. I forced her to feel the sheer infinite weight of the Velkrath Imperium.
Nyssa completely lost her mind. The brilliant woman became nothing more than a desperate soaking wet vessel for my bloodline. She begged continuously between loud gasping moans.
"Ah... ah... deeper Grik! Harder!" Nyssa cried out. Her fingernails desperately scratched against the solid iron table.
"I am your bitch! I am your machine! Break me open and give me your heir!"
The intense heat inside her was boiling. I felt the immense pressure building rapidly in my veins. I bypassed my physical limits and forcefully summoned both the pure white Flame of Life and the pitch black Flame of Death. I pumped the contrasting conceptual energies directly through my shaft and into her biological core.
The powerful magical flames did not alter Nyssa. Her body was a simple human vessel. But the conceptual energy perfectly bypassed her organs and wove directly into the empty space of her womb. The magic was actively building the foundation for a supreme being.
"I am filling you Nyssa!" I roared.
I pulled my hips back and delivered three final devastating thrusts.
I fired a massive hyper-pressurized torrent of my green seed directly into her deepest depths. Nyssa violently convulsed. Her eyes rolled entirely back into her head.
She let out a deafening high pitched squeal of total absolute surrender. Her internal walls continuously milked my shaft as she drowned in the sheer overwhelming volume of my climax.
I collapsed heavily onto her soft chest. My massive green muscles heaved as the extreme heat of the foundry slowly settled. freeweɓnovel.cѳm
Nyssa lay completely paralyzed beneath me. A messy drooling smile stretched across her flushed face. Her green tattoos slowly faded back to a gentle hum.
The engine of the empire was completely claimed.
Suddenly the dark oily air of the foundry was shattered by a blinding golden light. The System interface violently erupted directly in front of my red visor.
DING!
[System Alert: Final Bloodline Concept Secured.]
[Congrats Host. You are the Father.]
I smiled a dark jagged smile as I read the glowing text. But the System was not finished.
DING!
[Notice: The Host’s conceptual magic has successfully bypassed the mother’s baseline limitations. The unborn heir has forcefully absorbed the absolute apex of architectural logic.]
[Hidden Potential Unlocked: The unborn child has acquired the Mythic-Tier ’Sovereign Architect’ class potential.] freewёbnoνel.com
[Final Synchronization Complete. The Ironclad Lineage is secured.]
[Reward: Passive Host Buff Acquired.]
[Absolute Kinetic Perception: Your mental processing speed has entirely transcended mortal limits. You can perfectly track calculate and react to atomic level movement. The chaotic speeds of Level 100 entities will appear as slow motion.]
I pulled out of Nyssa’s twitching dripping heat. I stood up slowly and stepped away from the iron table.
My vision instantly shifted. The blazing fast hydraulic presses operating in the background suddenly seemed to crawl at a pathetic sluggish pace.
I could see the individual microscopic sparks of metal floating slowly through the hot air. My brain was perfectly processing millions of physical calculations every single second.
The massive speed gap between Level 75 and Level 100 was entirely negated.
I looked down at Nyssa. The brilliant architect was sleeping peacefully on the hard iron table. Her hands rested gently over her bare stomach.
I summoned my heavy S-Grade Hive Chitin armor from my spatial ring. The black and green metal locked perfectly onto my body. I walked toward the heavy iron doors of the foundry.
The surface war was paused. My heirs were safely growing in the capital. I had the exact mental tools required to survive the deep dark.
It was time to dive into Strata 9 and completely shatter the limits of the world.
