The next morning, when Orion awoke and saw the transford Lysinthia, his eyes narrowed slightly.
"Lysinthia?"
"Yes, Master? Is sothing wrong?" Lysinthia asked, her voice soft but filled with concern.
Orion pointed at her hair, signaling for her to explain.
"Master, I've killed the three serpentfolk. I've been reborn—I've transford from a dusa into a Gorgon."
Orion remained silent for a long mont before asking calmly, "What's the difference between a dusa and a Gorgon?"
Lysinthia reached up and gently plucked a single black hair from her head, placing it in the palm of her hand.
The next second, sothing miraculous happened.
The strand of hair began to change, growing and shifting until it beca a small black snake, about the thickness of a thumb, writhing in Lysinthia's hand.
"Master, this is my new ability—Serpent Transformation."
"This little snake is venomous. Right now, it's only at the standard beast level, but it will grow stronger as I do."
"I've been cursed by the serpentfolk tribe, transforming into their mortal enemy— Gorgon."
"Gorgons are a cursed race, a race abandoned by the gods."
This revelation left Orion montarily stunned, but he quickly regained his composure.
"So, you're saying you're no longer a dusa?"
Lysinthia shook her head, then nodded. "A Gorgon is still a dusa, but a dusa is not necessarily a Gorgon."
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Her words might have confused others, but Orion understood.
He reached out, cupping Lysinthia's head in his hand, and said calmly, "dusa or Gorgon, you're still my woman."
"Get ready. You'll be joining
on the next rotation."
Tears glistened in Lysinthia's eyes, touched by Orion's words. She nodded, pushing aside her feelings of sorrow and rejection, and soon after, she grabbed her weapon and followed Orion out of the tent.
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Not long after, a shadowy figure entered the chieftain's tent, standing respectfully before Lilith.
"What did you see last night?" Lilith asked, her tone casual.
The shadowy figure took a mont to organize their thoughts before speaking.
"Reporting to Princess Lilith, I followed the dusa to the prison in the back of the valley."
"However, there was a Hero-level beast, the Twilight Viper, guarding the entrance, so I didn't dare get too close."
"After the dusa left, I entered the prison to investigate."
"There were three serpentfolk. Two had their necks broken, and one seed to have used so kind of forbidden technique, turning into a pile of ashes."
Lilith lay half-reclined on the furs, her upper body exposed, her breasts alluring.
"You weren't discovered, were you?" she asked, her tone still light, but the shadowy figure trembled slightly.
"I was very cautious. No one noticed I was following her."
Lilith yawned, her mind drifting back to the previous night when Orion had relentlessly pounded her with his large cock. A faint smile of satisfaction played on her lips.
"Alright, you may go."
"And make sure to hunt more dark creatures for the horde. Your strength is still lacking."
The shadowy figure bowed and quietly left the tent.
"dusa... Gorgon... I hope you're not hiding any ill intentions," Lilith murmured to herself, her smile fading as she stared into the distance.
---
At the southern gate, atop the walls, Orion stood with his trident in hand, overseeing the battlefield. From ti to ti, he intervened to save horde mbers who found themselves in danger.
This was the latest wave of dark creatures to attack since the last major battle.
With Orion commanding the defense, the bloodline warriors of the Stoneheart Horde were filled with excitent, many of them complaining that there weren't enough monsters to fight.
Indeed, this wave of dark creatures, though numbering around 300, was nothing compared to the 5,000 they had faced before.
Orion was in a good mood. According to recent reports, the overall strength of the horde's bloodline warriors had increased significantly.
Many warriors had used the spoils from the last battle to ascend to Hero-level.
Even Orion's personal guards—Dace, Otho, Beyn, and Torba—had all reached Hero-level.
With the help of their four wolves, the four giant warriors had slain many dark creatures in the previous battle, earning a substantial share of dark source crystals.
Not only had Dace and the others grown stronger, but their wolves had also matured significantly.
The wolves had grown larger, now fully capable of carrying the giants on their backs.
Orion's vision of giant wolf riders was finally beginning to take shape.
Unfortunately, after this wave of dark creatures was defeated, no more appeared, even by the ti Elder Rendall arrived to take over the watch.
After giving a few instructions, Orion returned to his tent.
---
Winter in the Black Forest was a ti when various races focused on reproduction, a season when male hormones ran high.
Orion, Lilith, and Lysinthia were no exception. After eating and drinking, they all participated in the grand endeavor of trying to conceive offspring.
Of course, whether they succeeded or not was another matter.
The days passed in a blur of cold winds, heavy snow, and occasional dark creature attacks. Two weeks went by like this.
One day, as Orion was having a al with Lilith and Lysinthia, a sudden surge of energy rippled through the depths of Moonshadow Valley.
A mont later, a loud, ancient roar echoed through the valley, like the cry of a 90-year-old virgin experiencing orgasm for the first ti.
Orion set down his knife, a smile spreading across his face.
"Prophet Onyx has successfully ascended to Alpha-level. Let's go. We should go greet him."
With that, Orion stood and walked out of the tent.
Lilith and Lysinthia quickly followed, their faces filled with curiosity.
---
Outside the tent, it didn't take long for Prophet Onyx to arrive, surrounded by a crowd of cheering tribesn.
"Honorable chieftain!" Prophet Onyx knelt on one knee, his voice filled with gratitude.
Orion smiled and stepped forward, personally helping Prophet Onyx to his feet.
Orion was pleased. Prophet Onyx had shown the sa humility and respect as Elder Rendall, perhaps even more so.
Looking at the now taller Prophet Onyx, Orion spoke loudly for all to hear.
"Prophet, I bet you didn't expect to ascend to Alpha-level so quickly!"
Prophet Onyx shook his head, clearly still in disbelief. He had never imagined that his dream of reaching Alpha-level would co true so soon.
Orion, equally pleased, turned to Dace and said, "Dace, spread the word. The horde will celebrate for three days and three nights—plenty of at, plenty of ale, and the bonfires will burn without end!"
"This is Prophet Onyx's celebration, but it's also a celebration for the entire Stoneheart Horde!"
"Let's all rejoice in the addition of another Alpha-level warrior to our ranks!"
As Orion finished speaking, the entire Moonshadow Valley erupted in cheers.
Many tribesn shouted the nas of Prophet Onyx and Orion, while others chanted the na of the horde itself.
The Obsidian Golem tribe, in particular, felt a surge of pride as one of their own had ascended to Alpha-level.
"Prophet, spend so ti with your people. Later, co to my tent for a drink. I'll invite Elder Rendall to join us."
Orion glanced at the crowd of Obsidian Golems surrounding Prophet Onyx, their eyes filled with fervor and reverence, and decided to give the prophet so personal ti with his tribe.
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At the southern gate, atop the walls, Elder Rendall also sensed Prophet Onyx's ascension, but he was on duty and couldn't leave his post.
However, a ssenger had already inford him that he would be invited to Orion's tent later for a celebratory drink.
"Thundar, you'd better step up your ga!" Rendall said with a chuckle.
"I can sense that Elder Delilah is close to reaching the peak of Hero-level."
"Even if you lose to her, you can't let that oaf Earthshaker surpass you, can you?"
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