Primordial Villain With A Slave Harem - Chapter 567

Chapter 567: Warm Welcome by the Elemental Sovereign
“Get ready, girls. It’s time to level up. We’re hitting the major leagues before taking a single step on human soil.”

My words made them jolt as the desire to become strong flared in their hearts. One after the other, we left the cave’s protective walls, ready to do what needed to be done.

“Blade, I’m leaving things to you. Wrath, I know you’re not my teammate nor my subordinate, but please fulfill the role of a frontliner for me. I want to go all out while you six protect each other, letting me focus on slaying the beasts instead of worrying about your safety.”

Just like it was for Ignis, the time had come for me to leave group formation and become a one-man army. Not because they were weak and holding me back, but because some of my spells couldn’t be cast while being near allies.

However, unlike the Ashbringer, I still wanted them to accompany me to battles, just fighting different opponents. If there was only one strong enemy to face, their help would still be much appreciated, as they would assist me more than my AoE spell would – my girls as a well-functioning team were much stronger than my AoE spells.

“You helped me in the trials so I owe you this much. But if this bitch starts barking…” Iris’ tone turned more ominous with every word she said while sending Ayame a strong glare from behind her mask.

“Don’t worry, she’ll behave.”

“Did you just agree with her that I was a bitch who barks?! What the hell?!” My beloved samurai couldn’t believe her ears.

“No, of course not.”

Even before I replied, she was already preparing a torrent of words to tell me what a piece of work I was, so instead I just turned around and rushed toward the rapidly approaching lion-kin with a strong grimace on my face.

I sighed dejectedly, knowing I wasn’t going to be getting any head from my oriental beauty for the foreseeable future.

With that out of the way, it was time to turn serious. I had a great battle ahead of me; I couldn’t afford not to give it my all.

I rushed to the right from the cave entrance where Raika’s slugfest was going on. Going left would’ve forced me to pass by Ignis, which was a big no-go, while heading straight ahead would’ve put me in range of Vex’s chaotic battle.

Doing so, I quickly put the three elites behind me; now only the incoming horde was ahead.

As for the seven high-level beast-kin left behind me, I was not worried in the slightest, for I knew turning their back on either of the three combatants would be the last thing they would do in their wretched lives.

Saying I trusted Ignis, Raika, and Vex with my life would be an overstatement. Instead, I believed they were perfectly aware that I was protecting them. To that end, it was not only in their best interest to keep the seven beasts away from backstabbing me, but honor dictated they do so as well. They might’ve been hardened criminals, but they were true combatants at heart who held great pride toward their battle prowess.

I observed my enemies while running at them for a single moment before I decided on my course of action.

Instead of starting with the frontline, I elected to leave them to the girls who were following behind my tracks. Not knowing when the next opportunity I could get healed by Seraphiel was, as I decided to roll solo, I used my Child of Agony’s class to give myself three intermediate debuffs instead of major ones. This meant I only received 30 total free stats instead of the 60 major debuffs would give, but it was the perfect balance for the current situation.

The first injury was an homage I paid to the teenager Iris, who first used this class to bend the iron bars jailing her and then beat up and execute her mad father.

I distinctly remembered her exact words, which were, ‘Cause extreme pain all over my body and turn it into Strength!’

The second was a curse, called Crawling Agony, making it feel as if numerous insects were crawling under my skin. It was extremely unpleasant, but I trained to endure it.

Finally, the last was a curse of Smoldering Veins, making it feel like fire was coursing through my bloodstreams. Thanks to the much-appreciated parasite occupying my body without bending to my will, I was quite good at enduring pain from internal fire.

[Agility: 85 -> 115]

I trusted my Soul Reaper to be sharp enough to cut these lion-kin with my current Strength stat because they were wearing tribal cloths instead of bulky armor, which allowed them to flex their bulging muscles but also made them easier targets to slay.

If they thought this trade-off was worth it, then I wasn’t going to complain.

“Voltstep.”

Electricity crackled around my legs as the lightning element bolstered my already high speed to a whole different realm.

It was time to give the Beastman Confederation the warm welcome only Devil, the saber-wielding Elemental Sovereign, could provide them with.

I gripped the hilt of my Soul Reaper with both of my hands, stretched out my arms fully, and rotated the blade to the side so it was horizontal to the ground.

And then, I charged.

The first lion-kin barely had time to react before my saber cleaved through him with a clean, precise slash, severing flesh and bone alike. Due to the overwhelming velocity behind my strike, which was further bolstered by the sharp edge of the Mythic-rarity weapon crafted by the greatest blacksmith in the world of Thalorind, it was a one-shot kill.

[You’ve slain level 28 Azmar. You’ve gained 2,029 XP.]

[Level: 27. XP 25,087/91,733] -> [Level: 27. XP 27,116/91,733]

Kael was only 6 levels above this lion-kin, yet he gave me 30,000 XP upon his demise. This phenomenon perfectly showcased just how much I’d improved in recent times, as one’s XP gain partly depended on how much stronger one was than their slain opponent. If I faced Kael today, I doubted he would give me even 10,000 XP.

His killing completed the first requirement of the sealed saber, which removed its sealing, granting me the Soul Reaper. He also helped me unlock two deviant elements, and then Black Fang gifted me the deviant element of lightning.

I was no longer the same man who faced Kael a week ago.

The second beast roared mightily, accepting my challenge, and due to its outstanding reflexes, it managed to mount a counterattack. However, he was just one moment too late – I was already past him, leaving a spray of crimson liquid erupt from his cut neck arteries.

[You’ve slain level 31 Belyra. You’ve gained 2,831 XP.]

[27,116 -> 29,947]

A giant, fulfilled grin erupted on my face. Even a level 31 warrior fell to my blade with a single well-aimed attack.

Furthermore, this freedom to go on a rampage was exactly what I wanted, which is why I initiated the conflict between the Consortium and the Greenvale family in the first place. It was perfect.

Before I knew it, another beast fell to my speedy assault. He whimpered while clutching at his open wound, doing his best to plug the hole that was leaking his life essence like a broken faucet.

He was unsuccessful.

[You’ve slain level 25 Zarok. You’ve gained 1,693 XP.]

[29,947 -> 31,640]

However, the three of them were just enough to offer enough combined resistance to slow me down, letting the other lion-kin gang up on me from all sides.