Free Web NovelChapter 24: Chapter 24: Upgrade Base (18+)
The massive Primordial Core pulsed with a deep, rhythmic violet light, illuminating the dark stone of the underground Sanctuary. Kaelen stood before the giant crystal, feeling the immense power of 125,000 Dungeon Points waiting at his fingertips.
He opened his system interface. It was time to turn this empty obsidian manor into a self-sustaining underground fortress. If the Elite Vanguard Knights somehow managed to tracked them down, he needed his base to be completely impenetrable.
"System," Kaelen commanded, his voice echoing in the cavern. "Open the base expansion menu. Construct an Underground Hydroponic Greenhouse, and connect it to the purified underground aquifer."
The cavern shook violently. The earth creaked as a large archway carved itself into the solid stone wall next to the manor. Beyond the archway, a sprawling new cavern opened up, filled with rich, dark soil and illuminated by glowing, artificial sunlight crystals embedded in the high ceiling.
[Constructing Underground Greenhouse: -25,000 DP.]
Kaelen walked into the warm, humid greenhouse and opened his spatial inventory. He dumped the heavy sacks of wheat seeds and crates of preserved human food he had bought on the surface onto the dirt. With another system command, he purchased a pair of low-level, mindless skeleton drones to permanently tend the land.
[Purchasing 2 Skeleton Farmers: -1,000 DP.]
"Next," Kaelen said, walking back into the main obsidian manor. "Upgrade the armory to passively repair magical equipment. Then, build a master bathhouse connected to the deep thermal vents."
[Upgrading Armory. Constructing Thermal Baths: -30,000 DP.] [Current DP: 69,000.] freewebnσvel.cøm
The manor walls shifted as new rooms expanded. A massive, steaming pool of clear, hot water formed in the newly carved bathhouse, filling the air with a relaxing, mineral-rich steam. The smooth obsidian stone surrounding the pool was heated perfectly by the magma deep below.
Lyriel and Seraphina watched the terrifying display of creation with wide eyes. To them, Kaelen wasn’t just a powerful warrior; he was a literal god shaping the earth itself.
Kaelen closed his system interface and let out a long breath. He turned to his two beautiful generals.
"Our sanctuary can now sustain us indefinitely," Kaelen announced. "We have food, water, and shelter. But we have a much larger problem. Those five Elite Vanguard Knights we saw at the guild." fɾēewebnσveℓ.com
Seraphina’s golden eyes darkened. "They are Platinum-rank, Master. When I was the High Paladin, I commanded squads just like them. They are all around Level 80. They possess immense holy magic and terrifying physical defense. If all five of them attack us at once, even with my strength and Lyriel’s speed, we will be overwhelmed."
"She is right, my King," Lyriel agreed softly, stepping closer to Kaelen. The memory of the Knights still sent a faint shiver down her spine. "I am Level 60. You are Level 56. We cannot fight them in a direct war yet. We need more power."
"Which is exactly why we are not going back to the surface for a while," Kaelen smirked darkly. He unclasped his tattered black cloak and let it fall to the stone floor. He began to unbutton his shirt. "The Church Inquisitors are searching the capital’s taverns and inns for you. Let them waste their time chasing shadows. We are going to stay right here and level up."
Kaelen stripped down completely, his heavily muscled, scarred body exposed to the warm air of the new bathhouse. He stepped down into the massive, steaming thermal pool and let out a deep groan of satisfaction. The hot water instantly soothed his tense muscles.
He looked back up at the two women standing at the edge of the pool. "Well? Are my generals going to stand there in dirty armor all night?"
Seraphina didn’t hesitate. Her absolute devotion to Kaelen overpowered any shame. She quickly removed her heavy silver chainmail, letting it fall to the floor. She stripped off her tunic and undergarments, revealing her flawless, incredibly curvy body and her heavy, beautiful breasts. She stepped into the hot water and waded over, wrapping her arms securely around Kaelen’s thick neck and resting her golden head against his shoulder.
Lyriel hesitated for only a second. She unzipped her skin-tight black leather assassin suit and stepped out of it. Her slender, athletic elven body was absolutely perfect. Her pale skin was free of the ugly curse marks, completely purified by Kaelen’s magic. She slipped into the steaming water, gliding over to Kaelen’s other side and resting her soft hands on his broad chest.
Having the Level 85 High Paladin and the Level 60 Royal Assassin pressing their naked, wet bodies against him made Kaelen’s dark void mana pulse heavily in his veins.
"We need a massive amount of EXP," Kaelen said, his voice dropping to a low, dominant gravel as he ran his hands down the smooth curves of their wet hips. "And the surface monsters give too little."
"The Abyssal Chasm has ten floors, Master," Seraphina whispered, her golden eyes looking up at him through the steam. "We currently only control the 10th floor, the absolute bottom. The 9th floor above us is still completely infested with ancient, high-level dungeon bosses that the Church failed to clear."
"Exactly," Kaelen smiled, his violet eyes glowing in the dim light. "Starting tomorrow, we are opening the sealed gates to the 9th floor. We are going to slaughter every single boss in this dungeon. We will harvest their cores, steal their stats, and level up until we are strong enough to completely crush those arrogant Platinum knights."
"If we are hunting Level 80 bosses tomorrow, my King," Lyriel whispered, trailing her wet fingers down his chest. "We need to fully synchronize our mana."
"Then let’s deepen the bond," Kaelen growled.
He grabbed Seraphina’s plump hips and lifted her slightly in the water. She gasped loudly as he guided his rigid, throbbing length directly to her slick, wet entrance. With one smooth, dominant pull, he brought her down, burying himself completely inside her incredibly tight core.
"Ahhh! Master!" Seraphina cried out, throwing her head back. Her wet golden hair stuck to her collarbones. The hot thermal water splashed around them as Kaelen began to thrust upward into her from his seated position on the submerged stone bench.
Because of his stolen Level 85 physical strength, Kaelen’s thrusts were brutal and relentless. Every time his heavy hips slammed up into her, a massive wave of dark void mana pumped directly into her womb, feeding her corrupted holy magic.
"Take it, Vanguard," Kaelen commanded, gripping her heavy breasts. He pinched her hardened pink peaks, earning a loud, high-pitched moan from the former High Paladin. She rode his thick length wildly, her inner walls clenching and squeezing him with terrifying strength.
Lyriel watched the brutal mating with wide, glowing silver eyes. The heavy void mana saturating the bathhouse was making the elven assassin completely desperate. Her own core was aching and dripping wet beneath the water.
She couldn’t wait any longer. Lyriel swam closer and pressed her soft, naked body against Kaelen’s side. She leaned in and passionately kissed him, her tongue exploring his mouth while her hand reached down underwater, stroking the base of his rigid length where it disappeared into Seraphina.
"Impatient, little shadow?" Kaelen smirked against her lips.
With a surge of raw strength, Kaelen lifted Seraphina off his lap. The Vanguard whimpered at the sudden loss, falling back against the edge of the pool, panting heavily with her legs spread wide.
Before Lyriel could process the movement, Kaelen grabbed the elf by her slender waist, lifted her out of the water, and pinned her back against the smooth, wet obsidian wall of the bathhouse.
Lyriel gasped as the cold stone hit her back, but the sensation was instantly erased by a scorching heat. Kaelen wrapped her pale, athletic legs around his waist and thrust forward, burying himself deep inside her tight, wet elven core.
"F-Fuck! Yes, my King!" Lyriel screamed, her long, pointed ears twitching wildly.
Kaelen set a punishing pace against the wall. The wet slapping sounds of their bodies colliding echoed loudly in the steamy cavern. Lyriel’s Level 60 agility made her incredibly flexible; she arched her back, taking every inch of his massive length, her fingernails digging deep into his broad shoulders.
The dark void mana inside Kaelen hunted down the remnants of her broken Blood Curse, replacing it with pure, addictive pleasure. He hit her deepest, most sensitive spot over and over again.
"Breed me!" Lyriel sobbed, her fierce elven pride completely shattered by the sheer, animalistic dominance of her Dungeon Master. "Fill my core, Kaelen! Make me stronger!"
Seraphina waded over through the hot water. The corrupted Paladin pressed her heavy, wet breasts against Kaelen’s back, wrapping her arms around him and kissing his neck while he relentlessly pounded the elven assassin. The three of them were completely entangled in a chaotic, desperate mess of limbs, lust, and explosive magic.
Lyriel’s inner walls began to spasm violently. She reached a mind-melting climax, her body trembling against the obsidian wall as she screamed his name. The intense, crushing grip of her tight core pushed Kaelen right over the edge.
With a low, animalistic growl, Kaelen drove his hips forward one final, brutal time. He unleashed a massive, hot torrent of seed and pure void mana directly deep inside Lyriel’s womb.
[Deep Resonance Complete.]
[Party Stats Synchronized. Synergy Increased by 50%.]
[Passive Buff Acquired: ’Abyssal Vigor’ - Stamina recovery increased while in the Dungeon.]
Kaelen gasped for air, his glowing violet eyes slowly returning to normal. He gently lowered the trembling, completely satisfied elven assassin back into the hot water. Both women clung to him, their bodies flushed and their eyes filled with absolute, unwavering devotion. The Mana-Binding was perfectly secured.
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By the time the morning arrived, Kaelen’s body was fully rested. The system notification had been correct; the Abyssal Vigor buff made him feel completely unstoppable.
He stood before the massive, sealed iron doors at the edge of his Sanctuary—the doors that led up to the dangerous, untamed 9th floor of the Abyssal Chasm. He wore a newly forged set of dark iron armor from his upgraded armory.
Seraphina stood to his right, fully armored, her massive glass greatsword resting easily on her shoulder. Lyriel hid flawlessly in his shadow, her twin steel daggers sharpened and dripping with lethal poison.
"System," Kaelen commanded, placing his hands on the heavy iron doors. "Unlock the upper floor."
The ancient iron gears grinded loudly. The heavy doors slowly pushed open, revealing a massive, terrifyingly dark cavern filled with glowing red mushrooms and the deafening roars of ancient, giant beasts.
