Harem God: Leveling Up Yanderes in the Apocalypse Chapter 58 The Most Cultured Throne In Existence

"Alright, people, let's wrap it up!" Leon roared, "We have only a few minutes. After that, we're leaving the rest behind! MOVE!"

There were only one hundred survivors left, and the group was currently working on reorganizing to fit more.

Only 375 had survived during the [demonstration] period, but it was still taking far too long.

"That's not enough ti!" Quinn cried.

"Then make it enough ti! We still need to give the n enough ti to make it to the Sanctuary!" Leon roared at the top of his lungs.

A wave of hope washed over the n, who were getting more desperate.

"Wait, what!?" Quinn cried, "You'd prioritize their lives over the other hundred won still left?"

She wasn't complaining; she was just shocked.

"Yes. Because if we don't, the n will get desperate!" Leon yelled back, "We're not trying to kill them, or we already would have! We're protecting the maximum amount of lives!"

The n's hysterical yelling cald down. Everyone abruptly understood why Leon was yelling at full volu about his desire to save the n.

He was performing crowd control.

"I'm begging you, don't leave us to die!" A survivor with bloodshot eyes and a quivering mouth begged.

The rest devolved into chaos after her words.

"Like this!" Leon yelled to his mbers, "It'll be like this, but the n will start attacking with superpowers!"

"Please don't!" A survivor with curly, dirty blonde hair scread while grabbing his arm.

Leon unceremoniously flung her over the barrier, crashing into the n. The ark was high enough that she smashed her skull and died when she fell.

All of the won were shocked into silence after his ruthless display. It also partially consoled the n because his treatnt of humans was arbitrary.

It was effective on both fronts and every one now knew that Leon's stats weren't a joke and wouldn't be swayed.

"Listen up!" Leon yelled at the top of his lungs, "This is what will happen if anyone tries to approach an official with pleas for rcy!"

The survivors started trembling in fear and desperation.

"If we didn't show up, every one of you would be dead right now, most after being played with rcilessly!

You've avoided that last fate because the n don't have ti to be cruel, so be grateful!

I'll give you three more minutes to cram into the trucks before we close up and leave!

Everyone that helps their fellow won pack in will leave with us! Anyone that doesn't will be killed on the spot!

I'm here to help you, but I will not risk my won's lives for others!"

The won in his party that were emotionally torn imdiately felt rejuvenated.

Those fated to be left behind felt hope.

"Now, won in the trucks, help your fellow won get in like your life depends on it because it does!

If you don't, we'll leave behind everyone indiscriminately.

If you're too packed to breathe, it's better than not breathing. Three minutes! LET'S GO!"

The area imdiately devolved into chaos. Won in the trucks packed in tightly, and those near the doors pulled people on board.

At the end of the three minutes, all but 25 won were in the trucks.

His retrieval team won and drivers looked at the group of won with anguish.

Their morale would be shot if they left them behind. It'd co with a constant feeling of [we almost pulled it off, but 25 cruelly got left behind].

Psychopaths and sociopaths couldn't understand people's emotions about such an event. However, they understood the impact it had on people's behavior.

If soone's mother died, they'd grieve, miss work, and bring down the mood of everyone near them. He didn't understand the emotion but understood the consequence.

Leon couldn't have that pulsing through his new haremite corps during this critical ti, especially when three minutes could avoid it.

"Open up a truck bed! We'll consolidate one retrieval group!" Leon yelled.

"If there's a retrieval team driver who's willing to risk their lives for twenty survivors, speak up!" Leon barked.

The pickup trucks had won fighters that would help drivers escape if the vehicle got hit by an attack. There weren't enough retrieval trucks, so they'd risk not being saved.

"I'll do it!" A female human with a buzz-cut haircut yelled.

"Okay! The retrieval team in the truck needs to clear out and consolidate!" Leon yelled, "If there are any speed based retrieval team mbers willing to run let's hear it!"

"I'll do it!" Kazz, the tigres, said, "I can run far faster than these trucks."

" too!" Another beast woman said.

"I slither fast and can crush these trucks." Manka gruffed.

"Good! Move it! One two more minutes! Load up the won!"

The retrieval teams imdiately shot into action.

"Hey! You said three minutes! Let us out of here!" A man yelled.

"You keep extending the ti; we're going to die!" Another roared.

A riot broke out again. In the confusion, a fireball curved over Caitlyn's barrier as if catapulted and hit one of the moving trucks.

Luckily, the truck wasn't seriously damaged since the attack lost montum and hit the top. Otherwise, it would have destroyed the truck.

"Attack the barrier!" A group of n yelled, "Do it all at once before they can stop us!"

The n were desperate, as only twenty minutes remained until the road shut down. So they took advantage of the shoddy operation and the fireball to attack en masse.

He turned to Lindy with a murderous glint in his eyes.

"Lindy! I know you're angry, so trash these fucking idiots with Styx!" Leon ordered, "Let's show them what being rciless really ans!"

A horrifying smile curved Lindy's face. "You got it. Should I hold back to save mana? Or make the ultimate demonstration?"

"No. Bring them true hell to send a ssage." Leon replied.

Lindy buckled into her harness on Caitlyn's chest.

"Drivers! Move!" He yelled.

The drivers started their engines and got moving as quickly as possible.

Leon turned to Tricksie, who was still on Caitlyn's back.

"Tricksie… Tricksie, make smaller and hold so you can keep on Caitlyn's back!" He ordered.

Tricksie's bunny ears twitched with happiness.

"Yaaaaaay! Let's play!" She cried delightedly.

Tricksie reached out her hand, and Leon grabbed on. He instantly began shrinking as the bunny girl pulled him up.

To his mortification, he faced sothing gloriously anxiety-inducing. He was moving at 4 G's of gravity towards breasts that beca the size of hilltops!

That wasn't the worst of it in his eyes.

"Bitch if you fucking do that, I'll kill you!" Caitlyn growled.

"Where else am I supposed to put him?" Tricksie asked playfully, "He needs to touch , and I can't accidently squeeze him if my hand clenches up. Right?"

Leon was speechless. He was currently in the hand of a titan bunny woman, and she was opening her bra.

Tricksie's nipple was the size of a chair, and she made him just large enough to straddle it like a toddler.

"I don't care, just—"

"Caitlyn! We don't have a choice!" Leon scread in a comically high-pitched voice.

He was anxiety-stricken, but he didn't have another option. The blonde growled, but she acquiesced.

Tricksie giggled, reopened her pink floral bra, and sat a tiny Leon down on the most cultured throne in existence.

It was his first ti seeing a human nipple in person, and he was extrely conflicted about how he felt about this being the ti.

However, it was delightfully formfitting, and the backrest felt like heaven! Moreover, once she closed her bra, it strapped him in securely as the best seatbelt imaginable.

Safe, cultured, and comfortable. It was practical, and he didn't want to accidentally get crushed.

"Okay, Lindy, let's go!" Leon ordered in the cutest toy voice imaginable.

The group imdiately flew over the barrier, dodging fireballs, arrows, machine gun fire, and every other action available.

"Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" Tricksie giggled in delight.

The group wove down the middle of the main group of n. Once they were above, the bearded man ran as fast as possible in the opposite direction, which was difficult.

His leg was thrashed, and he was pushing against a tide of n waiting for the barrier to break.

But he was smart enough to understand sothing the others didn't.

If the group was flying back with a person who made people she touched smaller, it ant the other two were confident in holding back a thousand!

He learned from his lesson and did his best to flee.

Leon didn't see his desperate efforts. He couldn't check if the trucks were far enough away to remove the barrier, either.

There was an insurmountable distance to his right just to make it over her right breast! Her C breasts were officially a problem.

So he needed to ask the bunny girl to turn her chest to see. It was embarrassing!

Before he could comprehend the full situation, a loud booming voice that sounded like the voice of Greg resounded.

"WELCO TO HELL, YOU STUPID MOTHERFUCKERS! STYX!" Lindy roared.

"Let's let you watch, shall~we?" Tricksie asked playfully.

She grabbed her breasts and tilted her body down as a black sphere materialized. It was very similar to the Phlegethon, but it was black.

Unlike the first ti he saw it, it was at least three tis the original size. No five tis. Wait, it was growing!

He initially thought it was larger because he was small. The globe of certain death looked like a sun to him!

However, when he couldn't see the n, he understood his size wasn't relevant.

It grew twenty tis its original size, showcasing the vast difference in levels between Level 16 and 72, in addition to a 20% increase from Level 3 Sick'em.

Yes, 72. Lindy leveled up 56 tis in the last two days!

She had beco much more protective of Leon, had subdued her desires, and felt genuine affection for him.

Since level requirents did not [increase] proportionately for Harem Leveler, she stacked 27 levels from Leon's power alone.

Lindy also killed countless beasts, won multiple events, and massacred super-humanoids en masse the day before. Therefore, she leveled 19 tis naturally.

Most importantly, Leon and Lindy didn't understand how her power worked, but they were about to find out.

The n watched in horror as the massive bubble eclipsed the sun, casting an ominous shadow upon them.

"R-Run!" A man yelled at full volu.

The n running toward the barrier were now running away from it. [Fortunately], they were blocked in like sardines, and the running was slower than a gacity traffic jam.

The bubble oozed black liquid, forming a horrifying droplet as she dipped her magic quill into the underworld to write their eulogy.

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[A/N: Once again, I didn't set up privilege, didn't know about it, and can't change it. So my apologies for not posting more chapters yesterday. Thank you, SteveWN, for pointing it out.

Another massive chapter as thanks to those who joined. You're supporting my livelihood, and I cannot thank you enough for that. Things are getting lit, so you won't regret it!]