Two Worlds: Snickers Bars for Cow Maids

"There are still two more," he said with a smile, "enough for them to fully realize what they really want."

Elvia felt the fourth steel ball in her body begin to move, bringing a stronger sense of friction.

With the increase of temptation in her heart, this feeling almost made her lose the last bit of her sanity.

Her whole body was trembling slightly, and her waist swayed unconsciously, as if catering to the slowly moving steel ball.

The atmosphere of the entire prison area has completely changed.

The elven female prisoners are no longer angry or sad prisoners, but a group of "candidates" full of expectations.

Their eyes became hot and eager, and their bodies unconsciously showed various subtle hints - biting their lips, tightening their waists, and adjusting their postures to show their most beautiful curves.

The power of the Heart of Temptation is like a key that opens the door to the most secret desires in the hearts of these proud elves.

They began to realize that perhaps becoming Zhang Luan's "property" was not a punishment, but a... reward?

Under the influence of the temptation heart, Eluvia's surrender is becoming a model for them to emulate.

The desire for the unknown and the anticipation for new experiences are deeply rooted in the hearts of every elf woman.

And this is exactly what Zhang Luan wants to achieve - not only to conquer a legion commander, but to conquer all the women of the elven race.

Through the power of the heart of temptation, he is turning these proud elves into slaves eager to submit.

And this is just the beginning.

Chapter 384 Old Friend

Under the continued influence of Temptation, the atmosphere in the cell area completely changed.

Those once proud elven women now knelt on the ground and voluntarily requested to wear slave collars that symbolized their submission.

Even the elder elves, who initially showed the most resistance, eventually succumbed to the irresistible temptation.

Zhang Luan watched the scene with satisfaction, admiring the beauty of these noble elves with rough black leather collars around their necks.

The stark contrast—the delicate white skin and the rough, dark collar—presents a unique aesthetic.

"This is the wise move of choosing the right path," Zhang Luan said to the elven slaves kneeling in a row, his voice filled with unquestionable majesty.

"You will enjoy my protection, but you must also obey my orders absolutely."

As the leader of the army, Elvia was placed in the center of the front row.

Her long silver hair was neatly combed and tied into a high ponytail. Her delicate face had been free of tear marks, but there was still a hint of trance in her eyes.

The black collar on her slender neck is particularly eye-catching, becoming a symbol of her new identity.

"As for the Lizard Tribe," Zhang Luan turned to Edwige, "I'll leave it to you. This shouldn't be a difficult task for the honorable Duke Celia."

Edwige—or rather, what now looked like Celia—nodded gracefully.

"Most of them are loyal to Celia, no, to me personally, Master. This will be an easy task."

The next morning, Edwige, who had taken over Celia's body, was wearing the luxurious armor of the Lizard Tribe and standing on the high platform in the center of the prisoner camp.

Chapter 383

Her posture was almost identical to that of the real Celia—she mimicked that innate majesty and nobility to perfection.

The only difference is the barely perceptible coldness and cruelty in the eyes, but this subtle difference can only be noticed by those closest to them.

"My warriors," she declared in her Celia voice, "the war is over. I have reached an agreement with the Imperium of Man. We are no longer enemies, but allies."

The Lizardmen warriors in the audience murmured in surprise, but no one questioned it.

For most lizardmen, Celia is not only their duke and leader, but also the embodiment of their faith.

Her decision is divine and cannot be questioned.

"From now on, we will be loyal to our new lord, Lord Zhang Luan," Edwige continued, pointing to Zhang Luan who was standing beside her.

"This is the only way for our race to survive. Anyone who opposes this decision is opposing me and our Lizard Empire!"

Most of the Lizardmen warriors immediately knelt on one knee to show their obedience.

They don't care about the political struggle between the Lizard Kingdom and the Human Empire. They only recognize Celia and are loyal to Celia.

Now that the Duke has decided to pledge allegiance to this human, they will follow without hesitation.

However, not everyone is so compliant.

Several high-ranking Lizardmen in the audience exchanged meaningful glances, as if they had noticed something unusual.

"Your Excellency," one of the older lizard generals stepped forward, his voice low and cautious, "your decision is astonishing. How can lowly and weak humans be worthy of our loyalty? You must have been bewitched. Let us unite again and kill these stinking humans!"

After he said this, the surrounding lizardmen who refused to surrender immediately cheered and screamed loudly, waving their arms vigorously.

Seeing this scene, Edwige's eyes instantly turned cold.

"Are you questioning my decision, General Vardic?"

"That's right, Your Excellency," Valdic quickly lowered his head, but his voice remained firm. "This is unlike your usual style. I even have my doubts about whether you are actually the Duke of Celia!"

Edwige smiled slightly, but there was a chill in that smile.

"A soldier's duty is to obey. Valdic, you don't deserve to be a soldier!"

She raised her hand and gestured.

In an instant, the dog-eared soldiers hiding in the surroundings emerged from the shadows, and more than a dozen bullets were fired almost simultaneously. Valdic and several dissatisfied lizard generals fell to the ground instantly, their bodies pierced by bullets, leaving small bloody holes.

There was dead silence.

Those lizardmen warriors who were hesitant just now knelt on the ground and bowed their heads to show their submission.

No one dared to look up at the generals lying in a pool of blood, and no one dared to question the decision of the "Queen".

"Is there anyone else," Edwige said, looking around coldly, "who has doubts about my decision?"

There was no answer, only the sound of lowered heads and nervous breathing.

"Very good," Edwige smiled with satisfaction, "Now you will swear allegiance to your new master, Master Zhang Luan."

In this way, in just a few days, Zhang Luan successfully brought the originally hostile elves, human elites and lizardman troops under his command.

Although there were initially more than 10,000 captives, in the end only less than 5,000 chose to surrender.

The rest were either forced into forced labor or executed after refusing to submit.

Zhang Luan showed no mercy to the executed captives.

In this world where the strong prey on the weak, being kind to your enemies is being cruel to yourself.

Those who are unwilling to surrender, if released, will only become future enemies and turn their butcher knives against their own troops again.

"We don't need forced loyalty," Zhang Luan told Edwige and Eluvia. "We only want those who are truly willing to follow us. We'd rather have a few but good ones than a large and unreliable group."

Eluvia lowered her head slightly to show her agreement. After her self-esteem was destroyed, she was extremely humble, but she really agreed with Zhang Luan's decision from the bottom of her heart.

As the head of a corps, she knew the terrible price of being too soft-hearted in war.

"Master's decision is wise," she said softly. "The elves have always been proud. Those who refuse to submit will inevitably become internal troubles in the future, even if they are forced to submit."

Edwige nodded in agreement. "The same is true of the Lizardmen. Their loyalty to Celia is fanatical. Anyone who doubts her choice must be eliminated."

Zhang Luan looked at his newly formed army with satisfaction - a mixed army composed of dog-eared warriors as the core, elves, human elites and some lizardman warriors.

This army has nearly 10,000 people, which is definitely enough to be the main combat force of an empire!

Moreover, each soldier is an elite who has been strictly screened and is absolutely loyal to him.

"Next," Zhang Luan pondered for a moment, "we need to consolidate this territory and then expand outward. Edwige, you will be responsible for integrating the resources of the Lizard Tribe; and Eluvia, you will be responsible for training the new mixed legion, so that warriors of different races can learn to fight together."

The two new lieutenants responded respectfully and left with their respective missions.

Standing high on the castle's top, Zhang Luan overlooked the entire fortress and the surrounding land.

Soon, he will use his own fiefdom as a foothold to take over the entire Human Empire, then the Elven Empire, and finally confront the Lizardman Empire.

The war has just begun!

Just as Zhang Luan was ambitiously planning his future, the sound of hurried footsteps interrupted his thoughts. A dog-eared soldier hurried over and knelt on one knee to salute.

"Master, we captured an elven intruder outside the fortress," the dog-eared soldier reported, head bowed. "She said she knew you and insisted on meeting you! She claimed to be Lady Arya's guard."

Zhang Luan's expression immediately grew serious when he heard Alia's name. Alia was his mentor in this world, the teacher who taught him the secrets of magic. Logically, Alia should be taking the trials to become a Grand Mage. Why would her guards be looking for him?

"Bring her up!" Zhang Luan nodded.

Soon, two dog-eared soldiers came in, escorting an elf woman with her hands tied.

She had long golden hair, neatly tied into a high ponytail, which swayed gently as she walked; her delicate face looked tired and anxious; her emerald eyes showed worry and urgency.

When Zhang Luan saw the elf woman, his eyes lit up and he immediately recognized her - Tivana!