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Bloodwrack Eyes
Those who gaze directly on those that have Bloodwrack Eyes will have their blood bleed from every possible orifices
Serpentine Lower Body
Replaces the lower body with that of a giant serpent. Adds additional digestive organs and body fat reserve. Amplifies swimming speed and power and movent speed in wet and flooded terrain.
Serpents Hair
Replace so or all the creature’s hairs with serpents. The serpents can be amplified with additional mutations. Can be linked to the creature’s mind or set to be independently sentient.
Atharti’s Curse
These creatures are cursed by the Elven Goddess of Pleasure and Seduction. Reduce the creature’s mind to nothing better than wild beast. A sliver of awareness of what sapience and power they once possessed is retained as punishnt. WARNING: Dispelling and/or using this curse frawork on another creature will draw Atharti’s attention.
Those four are the genes I get from the dusa. I must say, I have a complete set of ingredients to make my own race. I can even make a legally distinct lizardn with serpentine tails, like the nagas. Don’t even need to go for another expedition to the southeast of Cathay to find this world’s snaken. The Bloodwrack Eyes is a very powerful one too. Wonder if I can add those to the serpents’ eyes that are added by the Serpents Hair gene. The dusa I captured clearly didn’t have that. As for why, it must be to not make them very powerful or using the eyes consu a significant energy or magical power considering its power is similar to that one snake’s venom that I forgot the na. The snake which has venom that can make its victim’s blood bleed from their orifices, but these are more powerful because it skips the biting part and only needs direct eye contact.
Then finally the curse. I get the curse as a gene that I can place to another’s creature. From what I can glean from my power, it seems to be a very powerful blood magic curse that is gradually turned into a gene after a very long ti. I can definitely reuse this even in lesser form due to my Bloodline concept. Also Atharti, she’s a dark elven goddess. Which ans I don’t know much about her as dark elven gods very rarely ddle. But just from the curse, it seems like she is quite petty. Wonder what the dusas do that get them this punishnt. Not to ntion that she put sothing similar like copyright infringent if I use her curse even just as a frawork. I get the option to restore the dusa’s sapience by removing the curse but will it be worth another divine attention? Last God that I have the pleasure of being their attention is Manann, who liquified thousands of dark elves and he is considered one of the Order Gods. In hindsight, my tense relation with Taal and Rhya must be very cordial in comparison as both didn’t really do anything. Regardless, it is now just another arsenal at my disposal. Will decide what to do after discussing it with Marissith. She should know more about this Artharti.
For now, I fly back to Tor Lithanel. The city of glass is still shining brightly from above. The reconstruction is progressing nicely. At least the outer wall has been rebuilt. Though the rebuilt part distinctly stands out in contrast with the rest of the wall. They are not made with the sa finely cut white marble stones but a bit more yellowish as the stones are taken from my domain and there’s plenty of jagged ornants with outward pointing triangular pyramids as the crenelations, not the usual squares. The rebuilt buildings are similarly different as it doesn’t fit the elven architecture and more like how beastn try to make stone houses for the first ti. The beastn did try to copy the layout, but the building itself is not made of bricks but a bunch of roughly brick sized rocks, uncut, stacked together, and bound and filled any uneven parts left from the rocks by the cent that elves had. Not as aesthetically pleasing as the rest of the buildings, but the beastn won’t bother, as for how structurally sound it was I have no idea either. Doubt it will be much worse though. As for roofs, they have no roofs. Just a top floor that is fashioned similarly like the outer wall with triangular pyramid shaped crenelation.
For now though, I arrived at my destination’s balcony. The second tallest tower in Tor Lithanel but also the biggest. The Dragon Tower which was empty now housed the sole dragon from Ulthuan. Entering through the lowest balcony, I trace my hand on the still scorched interior, a significant magical fire proofing is added that it can withstand dragon fire. This place must be left empty for a long while because there’s still scorch marks. Within the tower is then a central pillar where two sets of stairs arrayed it. The smaller one is clearly for the elves while the bigger one is more sparsely spaced to allow dragons to climb up from below. The floors are connected to the tower’s wall with only bridges connecting to the central pillar, leaving the space empty inbetween to make sure the dragons can move freely up and down. The three uppermost floors are mostly just landing balconies for the dragons to return and take off. Each floor is split into three huge rooms, made to house dragons. There are even a few floors in between that have big rooms but noticeably smaller. No doubt the tower was once a dragon’s rookery. At the very least, just this one tower can house at least fifty dragons if fully occupied. Wonder if the tower is ever fully occupied in its lifeti. I looked up and saw that the dragon that stays to keep watch of is on one of the balconies. I didn’t just land in front of him because I want to take it slow and make sure I don’t make any mistakes.
I went over the bridge and slowly made my way up. How do I even seduce a dragon? One that clearly knows my nature as a daemon and opposes it. Thinking on what to say, I soon reach the top floor. The blue dragon ignores my presence and continues looking down.
“Liking the accommodation?” I start with a small talk.
“Spare your pretense daemon, you want sothing now that you are finally here.” He imdiately bites back
“I have a proposition.” I dropped the small talk and went straight to the point.
“You will ask to breed with you.” He already knows what I want. “No.” Then it answers.
“Why not?”
“I know what you will do. You will make an abomination of your child just like the rest of your beasts.”
“And that is a bad thing? You have looked at my beastn and surely you noticed that while they are certainly changed, none of them are cursed. Besides, this tower was once a dragon rookery, would you want to see the place inhabited like it was once?” I deflect his accusation and add so bait. At the ntion of this place being inhabited, he finally looked at and made think he was considering it.
“I will not repeat myself.” But co his answer
“You know, I have t with your kin in the east. One of the eastern dragons.”
“What about them?”
“They seem more receptive than you. Seeing that one of them clearly likes one of my daughters.” A flicker of disgust and maybe a hint of hesitation flared in his eyes.
“I’m sure like with the elves… We can have so kind of agreent.” I pushed again and the dragon stomped its claws and stood on all fours. His singular growl echoed the tower walls and fiery breath flared from his nostrils. On his challenge, I stopped compressing my form, enlarging myself a bit, and we stood eye to eye. Then silence. None of us make a move or break eye contact. Just an acknowledgent of the current situation. He can try to kill . If he dies, I will have my own dragons. Should he do nothing, I would still have my own dragons. If he leaves for Ulthuan and tells the high elves about this, I will still have my own dragons. Besides, I doubt he will even leave as it will be similar to running away. Even in the very unlikely that he decides to do so, I doubt the high elves can spare their attention to . The only thing he will decide is if he took part in the creation of my dragons or not.
“I will only tolerate one abomination.” He finally said his price.
“One is enough, and do not worry. I will make sure all of them are free.” I agreed and added reassurance. Imdiately the dragon pounces and holds down. Then I dismissed my clothes, already his massive draconic dick lined to my pussy.
“Finally.” Then I shouted in orgasm as he rams his dick inside. He slowly withdrew his dick until only the tip before slamming it back down and repeating. Every pull he took a deep breath and with every slam he exhaled. Making sure I felt every feet of its dick and its lines of barbs, a rhythm I followed which added to the sensation. His scales brushed against my skin, unbearably cold in contrast to the scalding heat of his dick. Seems like he is concentrating all his power in his dick, then with my hand on his chest I pour so of my magical power into him. He roared in surprise and thrusted forward hard that the floor cracked. Throwing my head back to the floor as I squirts in orgasm. His dick gets bigger again and imdiately he starts slamming down more fervently than before. The tip of his dick slamming the deepest part of my womb and the lines of barbs pleasantly scrapes my cervix with every violent slam. I yelped in orgasm as he ejaculated his searing hot sen directly to my womb without stopping his slamming. At the sa ti, a flow of magic which amplifies my senses flooding in. Making writhe in continuous orgasm and for the first ti, I try to push away the one that is breeding to no avail. The flow of magic continues as he continues ejaculating, fully drowning in constant pleasure and orgasm.
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Fuuuuuuck. I try to push the dragon on top of to the side. Seems like dragon breeding relies on magic and I have kicked him to overdrive. When was the last ti I fainted when having sex again? It's already dark outside and it is not past noon when we start. Sure hope it's the night of the sa day though. Struggling to sit up, everything below the hip is numb and it looks like we broke one floor down during mating. Then a stream of notification rang up.
Carry the pregnancy as usual or lay an egg?
Gestation ti depends on the magical environnt and the heat the egg is stored
I decided to carry the pregnancy as usual. Though it seems like it won’t be a one day pregnancy, there’s no better magical environnt than and Laurelorn is very cold in winter. The rest of the notifications are strings of dragon genes, like the horns, scales, wings, and such which are just marginally better than the genes that I currently have with only few additions.
Dragon’s Breath
Allows creatures to breathe dragon’s magical breath. Requires vast quantities of magic, very exhausting without proper support and can outright kill lesser creatures if try to use.
Dragon’s tabolism
Dragons are cold blooded creatures, significantly relies on magic and then heat to a lesser degree to retain energy. Enable sustaining directly from magic. Will tire significantly faster in a low magic environnt and force hibernation. Reduce the effectiveness of the rest of dragon gene parts without this gene.
The rest of the dragon genes can be applied to the rest of my herd without much complications. These two, while powerful, have their own significant complication. Doubt any of my beastn can use dragon’s breath and the tabolism is a very circumstance heavy. I don’t know how much effectiveness is reduced without the tabolism, but surely it will be better than what we have. With that out of the way, I focus on the child within and start with my plan. First I give it three heads, the minds between the heads will be linked and semi independent. Then I give it another tail and finally Greater Regeneration. It will be a three headed golden dragon with twin tails.
The night sky brightens.
Then I look up.
And see a twin tailed cot soar through the sky.
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