Become their wicked yet gentle lord.

After thinking it over, Liu Xia raised her battle-scarred longsword and slashed fiercely at the frozen staff sword!

Bang! A crisp sound rang out, and to his astonishment, his longsword, covered in battle aura, shattered into pieces!

Olivia, on the other hand, burst into maniacal laughter:

"Hahahaha!!! Fool! This sword was forged from the spine of an entire ice dragon! It's a treasure powerful enough to allow a Grand Knight to break through to the Heavenly Rank!!! Only in this way could it withstand my fire magic!! The more you freeze it, the more resilient it becomes!!! How could it be cut by a broken sword!!!"

Ryūka gritted his teeth. Although he understood the dragons of this world, he knew they couldn't be weak. He immediately grabbed Megan, trying to pull her back to regroup, but Megan, who had been frozen before, was still tightly gripping Olivia's staff sword, and now they were fused together!

But Olivia's other hand instantly shattered the outer layer of ice! She grabbed Ryukatsu's neck!

"How about we just tear her shoulders off too?"

Olivia laughed wildly, while a hint of panic appeared in Megan's frozen eyes. She was just a wicked female slave captured by Ryūka. If it were for the sake of victory, Ryūka might abandon her without hesitation!

"It's a pity. Even with dogs, you develop feelings for them after raising them for a long time. Besides, I can break my own toys, but I can't let someone else break them."

Ryūsha's words filled Megan with boundless gratitude, making her feel that her past obedience to her master had been worthwhile. Fortunately, Ryūsha was unaware of her thoughts; otherwise, she would have undoubtedly stomped on Megan's alluring face and cursed:

'Disgusting! Do you have Stockholm Syndrome?'

Although she had heard those words many times, she never understood their meaning. However, now she felt it was worth it to have her face rubbed and humiliated by Ryūka's feet. If she weren't immobilized, Megan would have even wanted to kneel on the ground, remove Ryūka's shoes, and desperately kiss his toes…

Although Ryūka was being choked by Olivia, the two were still locked in a magical battle and neither could spare much strength to restrain the other. Ryūka could only turn his attention to striking Olivia's hand holding the staff sword, trying to free Megan.

"It's no use! This sword is the ultimate shackle that restrains the magic power within me! So I will never let go!"

Olivia smiled smugly as her body temperature slowly returned. Her light armor, which had repeatedly warmed up only to become brittle from the cold, crumbled, revealing her two high, firm breasts that seemed incongruous with her short hair. Meanwhile, the ice on her body melted into thin streams that flowed down her neck and into the gap between her two mounds of white flesh.

"Fool! All dragons are offspring of the Dragon God! Their power is naturally at the quasi-god level! Otherwise, how could they suppress the phoenix flames within me! Although it was inherited from that old woman, I must say this ability is still quite powerful..."

Olivia sensed Ryūka's power weakening and smugly flaunted her abilities, as if Ryūka were already dead in her hands. But her words reminded Ryūka of something…

Indeed, the saying "villains die from talking too much" is true...

With her mind racing, Ryusha watched as Olivia began to gain the upper hand, so she withdrew all her magic, allowing her fire magic to regain the upper hand. Then, seizing the opportunity, she instantly pushed Megan away, who had been freed by the melting of the ice and snow.

The rapier slipped from Megan's shoulder, and she was pushed several meters away by Ryūka. She struggled to her feet, wanting to help Ryūka again, but was stopped by a sharp rebuke:

"Don't worry about me! Go with Hetia and the others to evacuate everyone in the city! Make sure they all leave!"

Megan's eyes widened, she gritted her teeth, and quickly hoisted Hethia and Hafren onto her back to carry out Ryukyu's orders.

"This is truly touching..." Olivia grabbed Ryūka by the neck and lifted him up. After losing the resistance of Ryūka's ice magic, her body temperature was even higher than before, and slowly a raging fire broke out, burning away all her clothes, including her hair. "Want to sacrifice yourself to be a hero?"

"No... it's just that what I'm about to do is a bit inappropriate for children... or rather, too shocking for them..."

Ryuka was being choked by Olivia, and seemed to be having some difficulty breathing, but she still maintained a smile that made Olivia uneasy.

"Speaking of which... I finally know why your hair is so short... You even burned off your eyebrows, so the rest of your hair is probably all gone too~"

Seeing that Ryūka was still trying to be tough and talk back, Olivia's face revealed a hint of ruthlessness.

"I initially thought your ice magic was somewhat interesting, capable of slightly suppressing the phoenix fire within me, and I was even considering sparing your life to keep you around as a magic suppressor. After all, once we left the cave built from the ice dragon's corpse in the northern snowfields, my magic became too restless... But now, all I want to do is slowly roast you until you're fully cooked, and then throw you to the dogs!!!"

A blazing flame erupted from Olivia's hand. Her tall, slender body, completely naked except for the flames, did not choose to pierce Ryusha with her staff sword. Instead, she watched as his body was slowly engulfed by the viscous, mud-like flames, preparing to enjoy his exhilarating yet slow dance of death...

However, Ryuka's body did not writhe or struggle as it was burned, and the screams Olivia had imagined did not come...

With a low, demonic roar, she watched as the fire-man in her hand gradually swelled, the boy's body growing taller and stronger. The rolling flames were broken by the black fur that was not afraid of burning, and two thick horns grew from the scorched head. The boy's handsome appearance gradually turned into a terrifying goat-headed demon!

Boom! ! !

When the boy fully transformed, his towering body, over three meters tall, crashed to the ground. His two thick hooves shattered the earth scorched by flames. His golden eyes held terrifying black pupils, and his expressionless, ferocious face gave Olivia a mocking smile...

"Hmm... I hope Chloe herself doesn't look like this..."

A deep voice rang out, and Ryuu, now a ram-headed demon, looked at his hands. His sharp fingers, almost as thick as an adult's arm, were covered in coarse black hair, and the claws at the tips were sharper than swords. He ignored the stunned Olivia and gently exerted force, his steel-like ram hooves shattering the ground beneath his feet.

Thump! !! Ryuu stopped right next to the fallen Frost Iron Knight, his huge claws grabbing the Frost Iron heavy armor that the longsword couldn't pierce, the muscles on his thick arms instantly tensing up.

Crack! The claws pierced through the incredibly tough heavy armor. Ryuga tossed the Frost Iron Knight aside with satisfaction, as if he were casually tossing away a crushed can of food.

"I wonder if I can keep this nail after cutting it off and turning back. That would give me a whole bunch of magical weapons... Hehe... Hmm, let me touch it... Ha~ My good brother is here too~ And this size... Tomboy, you're in luck..."

Ryuu let out a dull, unpleasant laugh, and his series of words and actions filled the astonished Olivia with terror!

Madman! Demon!

"You! What are you?!" You Lin didn't expect you to have time... Lin is here, isn't she...?

What was that? Ryusha exhaled a heavy breath through her goat-like nose toward Olivia, who was surrounded by flames:

Although Olivia was a year or two older than Megan and had a tall and voluptuous figure, her fiery and tall body looked like a little girl in front of the three-meter-tall Ryusha.

After Ryusha cleared away the resentment of the immature believers in the Linhu Territory several times, and after Kania and Zona established an intelligence agency to spread the faith of Chloe across the territories of various lords in the Sochi Plain, he finally collected enough faith power to transform once.

If the Ice Dragon, as a descendant of the Dragon God, could suppress Olivia's flames, then there's no reason why the [Divine Incarnation] technique, directly taught by Chloe, couldn't.

Although this form is called a divine messenger, the image of the horned demon has always been associated with flames in legends. After transforming, Ryuka estimated that the rapidly depleting faith power would not last for more than half an hour, so his huge and muscular body rushed straight towards Olivia.

Boom!! The scorching flames were blasted onto Ryūka by Olivia, and the scattered flames spread like starlight, burning holes in the stone slabs on the ground! But it did nothing to slow down Ryūka's speed. His huge claws clenched into fists, and his iron fist, which was thicker than Olivia's waist, slammed into her abdomen!

"Pfft!!!"

Her body flew out like a kite with a broken string, passing through several houses before crashing heavily into the walls of the Abyss. But before Olivia could even get up, a massive, basin-sized goat's hoof stomped down on her high breasts, stomping her solid body into the ground!

She struggled to raise her staff sword, trying to pierce the filthy sheep's hoof that was trampling on her, but it was snatched away by Liuxia's strong hand, just like a lollipop being snatched from a little girl's hand.

"No, no! Give it back to me!!! You beast!!!"

With the staff sword no longer suppressing her power, Olivia desperately struck Ryūka's hooves. Even though the flames on her body began to rage and she herself could not stop being burned inside her body, it only caused Ryūka an intense stinging pain, not unbearable pain.

"Give it back to me...you fucking...give it back to me..."

Watching Olivia writhe underfoot, her body temperature rising higher and higher, even the ground beneath her began to crack, and she looked like she was about to die, Ryuka grinned evilly and clenched his fist, a pillar of ice as thick as an arm condensing in his hand.

"Want to cool down? Here, take this~"

An icicle was mercilessly shoved into Olivia's mouth, nearly tearing her jawbone apart. It quickly melted into steam, giving the crazed Olivia a moment of relief as she frantically flailed her arms.

"No...not enough...give me back my sword!!!"

"Here you go, but you'd better hold on tight, or I won't be responsible if it falls..."

Ryuu chuckled sullenly, shoving the longsword horizontally into Olivia's mouth, but then lifting her hands up by gripping them behind her back. Upon touching the staff-sword, Olivia finally suppressed the surging magic within her, but like a clown, she could only cling tightly to the sword in her mouth, before Ryuu pressed her face down to the ground.

"Now, it's time to put out your fire..."

Boom! Ryuka shoved Olivia's body into the soil, then strode off down the streets of Abyss City.

"Ughhhhhh!!!"

Olivia's body rubbed against the earth like a plowshare, dirt seeping into her mouth. The immense friction made it impossible for her to hold the longsword in her mouth. Meanwhile, Ryusha picked up the staff-sword she had thrown down and lifted her bald head up.

"You're really useless. Looks like I'll have to help you one more time..."

Ryusha plunged his longsword into the city wall, then picked up the Frost Iron Knight's flail and used the chains on the flail to bind Olivia's hands to the crossbar made of the staff sword, making her appear to be suspended in mid-air.

Olivia's flames had died down, leaving her plump, fair body covered in mud and abrasions, a pitiful sight against her bald head. As she lay dying, she felt her thighs being spread apart and lifted, a hot, sticky, and incredibly thick object pressing against her body, causing her eyes to widen in shock.

"No...you can't..."

"Come on, our battle isn't over yet."

"No! Ugh!!!"

A piercing scream echoed through the sky. Outside Abyss, the evacuated soldiers and civilians couldn't help but look over. Hetia and the others immediately recognized Olivia's voice...

The female knights swallowed hard, already imagining Olivia's defeat by Ryūka and what would happen to her. But even those who had been 'whipped' by Ryūka couldn't fathom the agony of such a piercing scream…

“Megan, you’ve been treated the worst by Ryūsha. Have you ever screamed like this before?”

"Stop talking nonsense. Hurry up and find some priests to treat your wounds."

As Hetia spoke, she summoned her men and inquired about the whereabouts of the clergy among the surrendered army of Abyss.

"What's the rush? It's not a life-threatening injury."

Heflian was still arguing, but Hethia shut her down with a single sentence:

"Don't you want to go and see what Liuxia did to that tomboy?"

Hafley suddenly realized, and Megan's eyes lit up as well. The three female knights, dragging their wounded bodies, rushed towards the location of the prisoners of war, fearing that if they were late, they would miss the show...

A fierce and exhilarating battle is taking place in the deserted city of Abyss...

The monstrous, grotesque creatures darted through the scorching, viscous fiery tunnels. The intensely hot walls of fire compressed relentlessly, only fueling the demons' relentless assault. Time and again, the demons attempted to break through and reach the end of this infernal passage, only to be repeatedly forced back by the increasingly difficult path ahead. In this relentless struggle of advancing and retreating, they finally reached the end!

However, what awaited the demon ahead was not an exit, but a wall of burning fire, with only a tiny window spitting out a false sense of fresh air, seemingly deceiving the demon into finding this place. The enraged demon stared at the small opening before it, pounding on it incessantly to vent its fury, seemingly wanting to break through this fiery hell constructed by the fire mage and reach the other side of the world.

The wall of fire that blocked the demon's path, though standing firm against repeated fierce attacks, was trembling with each impact. In particular, the small opening was slowly widening under the demon's assault, seemingly about to be breached! But the demon's size was ultimately too overwhelming to escape through. In despair, it seemed to descend into a berserk state, retreating back to the starting point of the hellish passage and accelerating its ramming until the very end, desperately smashing and pounding against the surrounding walls!

But this only provoked an even fiercer resistance from the fiery inferno! The surrounding walls pressed inward, squeezing at the demon! Thick magma seeped from the scorching walls, tormenting the demon within. It seemed to gather its last ounce of strength, its body swelling even larger as it frantically pounded against the surrounding walls! However, after this fierce resistance, the inferno finally unleashed its ultimate power! Instantly, it compressed into an unimaginably cramped shape! Finally, it defeated the seemingly indestructible demon! Forced to surrender its demonic essence to fill the inferno, it was offered up through the prison's only opening, becoming the mage's spoils…

"Phew... This is truly an unprecedented experience..."

Ryūka, in his ram-horned demon form, took a half-step back. He had long wanted to try transforming into a demon or beast in battle. However, he feared the women around him wouldn't be able to withstand such sparring. Today, he finally got his wish, and he ended the fight with satisfaction. Then, he pressed his large hand firmly against Olivia's high, smooth belly...

*Pfft!* Essence was scattered everywhere. In the end, the female mage failed to obtain the precious demon essence. It was all just a trick by the demon. In reality, she was a miserable loser and naturally did not deserve the reward of the victor.

Seeing Olivia convulsing on the ground, her dirty body emitting wisps of smoke, Ryuka pulled the staff sword from the wall and returned the long hilt to her, just as it was about to reignite, but in a way that Olivia could never have imagined.

"No...my place, how could you...uh!!"

"Now we have the answer. Looks like you really do have to poop with it!"

Ryuu chuckled in a deep voice, watching Olivia groan hoarsely on the ground, like a naked reptile being crushed flat in the mud...

A bald beauty is a unique visual experience, but I still prefer hair to my aesthetic. I'll go back and get some hair growth serum. That plant-based magician who helps the villagers with their crops and pest control seems to know how to concoct all sorts of potions. What was her name again? Oh right! Zani!

Incidentally, Olivia can also become a new ore-smelting jinchūriki for the magic workshop.

"Thank me! I not only helped you grow beautiful hair, but I also found you a new job!"

Ryūka kicked Olivia's soft, warm body with her goat's hoof, then turned around and said to those behind her:

"You guys are quite energetic, you're already jumping around again so quickly."

Behind the ruins, three female knights emerged, looking at each other with disbelief and embarrassment.

Is this horned demon actually their cute and handsome Ryuka transformed into?

The female knights couldn't help but glance at the superhuman-looking thing. Although somewhat disgusted, the thought that it was Ryūka gave them a strange feeling. But ultimately, fear and self-awareness spurred them on, and they all averted their gazes. Only Hefleen couldn't help but keep glancing around, for which Hetia nudged her with her elbow.

"Are you out of your mind?"

"I was just checking if Megan's tall figure would be able to fit in..."

"Me? Don't joke around! I don't want to..."

As Ryuga listened to their whispers, he felt a sudden weakness wash over him, and in pain, he rapidly shrank back to his previous form. However, his clothes and armor were gone, and the boy's strong, handsome body struggled to his feet, leaving the female knights parched.

Hmm...it looks better this way...and it's already big enough...

"You want to try but haven't had the chance yet."

Ryūka rolled her eyes. This transformation had used up all the Chloe Faith she had accumulated, and she probably wouldn't be able to accumulate it again anytime soon. However, the amazing results satisfied Ryūka greatly. It seemed she needed to pay more attention to working for Chloe...

After all, defeating Olivia would mean considering the power behind her. However, the Payne family was already planning an invasion of the East, and he was now irreconcilably opposed to them, so he might as well go all in. Having thwarted their initial move in Sochi, he would then need to consider taking over Sochi from Earl Duke and implementing a comprehensive defensive strategy…

Chapter 21 Post-War Treatment

Inside Abyss, the thousand laborers of Linhu Territory finally came in handy. They moved back and forth on the streets where the smoke of battle had died down, loading the wealth of Brock and other nobles onto the grain they had brought.

Even the heaviest money box is heavy, but it's still sturdy enough to lift, even if the money doesn't belong to them. The laborers would occasionally glance up at the soldiers guarding them, secretly envying their magical guns and their faces, smeared with gunpowder but brimming with excitement.

A grand reward ceremony is an inevitable part of the war. As Ryūka distributed various gold and silver treasures to his soldiers, the others finally realized what they had missed.

Following Ryukyu's announcement that it would expand its army again, the laborers from Linhu Territory finally became excited, hoping that they would be the next ones to receive rewards.

"Easier said than done, but what if the production of magic guns can't keep up..."

Anjaberg muttered to herself, her 'Knight Catapult' plan being vehemently rejected by Megan, which dampened her spirits and left her as dejected as the prisoners, until Ryusha appeared before her with a mischievous grin.

"I brought you a gift~"

Ryusha tugged at the chains in her hands, pulling the ashen-faced Olivia in front of Anyaberg. She was gagged and shackled, her hands were bound behind her back to a staff sword close to her spine, her proud body was covered only by a loose, tattered overcoat, and her dirty bare feet walked awkwardly on the rough ground.

Her abilities were sealed by Ryūka's magical seal, turning her into a prisoner. Not only that, the excruciating pain remained untreated, making every step incredibly difficult. Thankfully, it wasn't the sweltering summer heat, otherwise, infection would have been fatal…

Anjaberg frowned as he looked at the pitiful Olivia:

"A woman? What would I do with her?"