Monster Girl Development Master

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This is the [Relic - Transcendence], or rather, the [Succubus] Lillianu. Long before Gloria entered, Zhuang Sen had already successfully retrieved her, and even "trained" this temperamental little devil along the way. Everything that had just happened was merely a meticulously planned performance, designed to lure out and capture the Ferro people following Gloria. The reason for going through such a long detour was to prevent the Ferro people from realizing something was amiss and self-destructing, summoning the Ferro world's consciousness—Zhuang Sen didn't currently have hundreds of nests to help him withstand the Ferro world, and he was more interested in obtaining complete intelligence records of the Holy Kingdom's current situation.

However, Lillianu was not included in his plan to sing "The Little Devil Song"; this was entirely her personal decision.

However, the effect was remarkable—Grea's face visibly turned deathly pale, as if all the color had been drained from him in an instant. Even when Celine wrapped his body with the "fire rope" formed from flames, he showed no reaction whatsoever. It wasn't until Serafina dragged the unconscious Fero over that a faint glimmer of light appeared in his eyes, as if he still clung to a last shred of hope.

“My dear, let me handle Gloria.” Serafina looked at Johnson with a hint of worry in her eyes. She knew Johnson was always gentle with those around him, and worried that he might show leniency towards Gloria out of consideration for her relationship with Celine. But Gloria’s collusion with the Holy Kingdom and his coveting of the artifact had already proven him to be a huge hidden danger, and only by completely eliminating him could the problem be prevented from recurring.

"What are you thinking, you idiot?" Zhuang Sen chuckled and ruffled her hair. "If anyone should be making a move, it should be me." Although he had killed both his "fake" father and "fake" brother, he wouldn't mind having another "brother-in-law," but considering Barroo's feelings, he decided to spare Greya's life—letting Barroo handle it himself was the most appropriate choice. Of course, he wouldn't leave any potential problems behind.

At this moment, Gloria was once again plunged into despair due to the Philo's unconsciousness, too lazy to even lift his head. Zhuang Sen slowly walked up to him, a light blue glow emanating from his fingertips—that was the power of [Pure Purification], far beyond simply extracting blood from corpses! The light enveloped Gloria's body, and the power of his [Earth Titan] bloodline was being drawn out of him little by little along with the light, like a deflated balloon, his body gradually going limp.

"No... my power..." Gloria felt the power within her body draining away, her vision went black, and she completely lost consciousness, her last struggle proving futile.

"Let's go, let's go back." Zhuang Sen put away his light and turned to look at Lillian. The little brat was still standing on tiptoe, looking all "I'm so awesome." He reached out and slapped her pert little bottom—with a soft "smack," her pink buttocks instantly flushed red and trembled slightly.

Lillian shuddered as she was slapped, pursing her lips and letting out a seductive hum. Her slender tail, with a heart-shaped tip, wrapped around Zhuang Sen's calf, and then gently rubbed the tip of her tail against the back of his hand that held her delicate little foot. Her eyes were full of sly smiles.

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Author's Note: I originally planned to write a section on how to train the little female succubus first, but I've decided to skip it. I'll start with the succubus tomorrow. Update Status: Monthly Tickets 18/50, Request Tickets 0/50, Donations 500/5000

Chapter 341: Prank (5699 words)

Inside the Night Retreat Hall of the Fallen Star Palace, the candlelight of the brass candlesticks flickered gently, casting the shadows of the long table into delicate patterns on the marble floor. The warm stone surface reflected a warm yellow glow, and fresh star orchids in a gilded vase in the corner emitted a faint, sweet fragrance, mingling with the unique scents of the monster girls—Lisander's herbal aroma, Piper's milky scent, and the warm ambergris of the red dragon sisters—subtly softening the solemnity of the meeting place and adding a touch of gentle life.

Zhuang Sen and his group sat down around the long table. Unusually, the monster girls didn't cling to Zhuang Sen, as they didn't know when the enemy might suddenly appear. Thanks to the letter Baroo had written beforehand, and with the presence of Celine and Serafina, both of whom were of royal blood, Zhuang Sen's takeover of the palace and capital went far more smoothly than expected. As for Gloria, who had lost his [Earth Titan] bloodline and was practically useless, he seemed to be invisible in the hall—even the most steadfast members of the First Prince's faction tacitly avoided mentioning his name, as if he had never existed.

Since they didn't come looking for trouble, Zhuang Sen didn't bother with them anymore. Baro and Serafina would handle the rest.

Now, he wanted to focus on dealing with the Ferro World, and the first priority was naturally the Holy Kingdom's combined arms army that King Wuguang had reported. This was an excellent opportunity to verify the specific power of the Ferro World's technological weapons, to verify the changes in these Ferro World technologies under the rules of the Monster Girl World, and most importantly, to verify the difference in combat power between Zhuang Sen's army and these other armies.

Yes, Zhuang Sen doesn't intend to directly confront this army himself, because he only has one. Even including Dantalian, Zero, Rurige, and the other monster girls who will eventually evolve to level five bloodlines, it's impossible for him to deal with the forces of "an entire world." Moreover, the extreme suppression of bloodlines in the Ferro world makes it impossible for Zhuang Sen to choose to decapitate the elite forces. He can only adopt a steady approach, building nests to allow the monster girl world to cover the Ferro world.

Of course, Zhuang Sen didn't intend to use his army as cannon fodder for experiments. With a full set of rune equipment and items, and enhanced by various magic potions, the army of the Monster Girl World was not without a fighting chance against the Ferro people. If firearms were truly invincible, the Ferro people wouldn't need to lie low; they could just circle around and attack directly.

The only problem now is which army to send to fight.

Are they the Azure Star Guards who stayed behind at the palace, the guards of the capital city of Grandia, the Red Dragon Guards left behind by Serafina, or the private armies of various lords?

“I suggest sending the Red Dragon Guards,” Serafina spoke first, her red hair falling over her shoulders, her fingertips unconsciously tracing the carved patterns on the edge of the table. Her considerations were straightforward: whether as Zhuang Sen's wife, a monster girl, or even the queen of the Fallen Star Kingdom, she would inevitably have to fight the Fero people, and the Red Dragon Guards, as her private army, would inevitably be deployed to the battlefield. This was a good opportunity for them to hone their skills and rehearse. Ultimately, an army must be tempered in the fires of war to become a true elite; mere observation is useless.

Celine, however, thought differently. Her idea was straightforward: as Serafina's private army, the Red Dragon Guards should naturally be preserved as much as possible, especially on the eve of a major battle. They shouldn't be used as test subjects. So she suggested, "Let Gloria's Earth Guards come. Anyway, he can't afford to maintain that many troops now. This battle is a good opportunity to consolidate his strength. Moreover, his Earth Guards will need a chance to prove themselves, otherwise they might worry about being purged."

The two sisters, who had the most experience in war and commanding troops, were arguing. In fact, neither of them was wrong, but their goals were different, so they couldn't make a decision right away. However, this seemed very boring to people who didn't understand this kind of thing, such as a certain female succubus, Miss Lilian, who had just been awakened and was very bored and craving attention.

Although Lillianu had absolutely no interest in the two red dragon girls' serious debate, she was quite interested in Zhuang Sen, who was frowning and deep in thought. She glanced around and, seeing that everyone else was focused on the map on the table and no one was paying attention to her, she immediately and secretly lifted her smooth little foot and gently brushed against Zhuang Sen's calf, the heart-shaped decoration at the tip of her tail swaying quietly under the hem of her skirt.

?

Zhuang Sen naturally didn't miss the subtle touch—but this level of "groping" was nothing to him, who was used to the closeness of monster girls; it didn't even touch the edge of "intimacy." He didn't react at all and continued to listen attentively to the red dragon sisters' argument.

But in Lillian's eyes, this "lack of reaction" only served to make things worse. The little succubus's tail traced a defiant arc behind her, the purple light at its tip shining even brighter. She half-closed her eyes, her pink pupils shrinking into two tiny hearts, her tongue unconsciously licking the corner of her lips: "I'm the most seductive succubus. I can make that foolish prince act like a dog with just my voice. How could any man not feel anything when I touch him? She's definitely pretending to be afraid others will notice!"

Is it because other people are watching?

Thinking of this, the corners of Lilianu's mouth raised slightly. [Succubus] likes most to steal the partners that other monster girls like. The stronger and more beautiful the monster girls are, the better the partners they like. Just like angel girls like men who are kind and lawful, and red dragon girls like men who are unrestrained and passionate, they also like those that other monster girls like, or even already possess. Although most of the time, they will only be violently beaten by other monster girls, but sometimes they can really grab it, and then they will immediately enter a state of strict defense against other members of the same race - the desire for exclusivity of succubi is no less than that of Lamia.

So, seeing Zhuang Sen being stared at by so many monster girls, Lilliannu became even more excited. The more she thought about it, the more convinced she was that she had guessed correctly. The competitive spirit unique to succubi in Lilliannu's blood began to clamor. She could feel the gazes of the surrounding monster girls directed at Zhuang Sen; it was the possessiveness of a "companion"—which only excited her more. She deftly rolled up her skirt, revealing half of her slender, white calf. She quietly moved her small foot upwards, her delicate sole gently circling Zhuang Sen's inner thigh through his trousers. The moment she touched his muscles and they instantly tensed, a triumphant smile immediately bloomed on her face.

—Can you do it?

Zhuang Sen's expression paused slightly as he looked down at the restless little fellow. Lillian immediately raised her chin and deliberately puffed out her chest. The others naturally sensed the provocation, then expertly glanced under the table before listlessly looking away.

That's it, that's it, that's it?

That's enough, you little virgin. I thought you were squeezing me with your succubus tail. You made me feel like I had an orgasm just by rubbing my thigh against yours. You're such a waste of everyone's time.

Celine and Serafina continued their discussion about selecting troops, while Liulige and Zero continued their bickering. Piper, perched on Lisander's lap, impatiently patted the sofa with her tail and muttered, "I thought we were going to do something big, and this is it? Is this what you call seduction?" Lisander gently patted her head, her gaze never leaving the parchment intelligence scroll in her hands. Johnson simply reached out and ruffled Lilian's hair, his fingertips brushing against her soft pink locks, his voice tinged with helplessness: "Sweetie, stop fooling around, we're talking about serious matters."

"?"

Lillian felt insulted.

A bunch of guys who don't dare to approach the men they like, just standing there awkwardly, actually dare to look down on her, a succubus! Now she has to show them her true skills and let them know who the most capable monster girl to conquer men is! And Zhuang Sen, don't think that just because you're strong enough to forcibly control your body you can ignore her. She'll make you become this princess's slave in front of these monster girls!

Taking a deep breath, Lillian decided to unleash her "real skills." She stretched out her delicate white foot, precisely pressing down on Zhuang Sen's lower body. Her five pink toes moved deftly through the specially made, tough fabric. Her big toe rhythmically rubbed the tip, while the other toes cooperated by tightening and relaxing, the alternating pressure instantly creating a noticeable curve in that area. Zhuang Sen slightly raised an eyebrow, looking at her. From her round, smug face, which was brimming with an air of smugness, he saw an even more smug expression, as if to say, "You little punk, you little punk who gets aroused at the slightest touch~".

Okay, Zhuang Sen has indeed hardened up, and his fists have hardened too.

However, simply executing this brat on the spot didn't feel quite right; it felt more like a reward... So let's try a different approach. Johnson and his wives exchanged glances, finalized their plan, and then tacitly ignored Lillian's smug grin. After hesitating for a while, Lysander stood up and offered her proposal: "How about using Grand Duke Starr's army? Their elite status is only slightly inferior to the Red Dragon Guards and Earth Guards, making them a better fit for testing the difference between a regular army and the Holy Kingdom's army; moreover, as Grand Duke Starr's army for the rebellion, they are all traitors, so even if there are high losses, it won't be a big deal; even by controlling them, we can better intervene in Starr's affairs... although that's actually not important."

Given Johnson's current status, he no longer needs to make any pronouncements to take action against Starr, but making pronouncements would certainly make things easier.

Upon hearing Lisander's suggestion, Celine, Serafina, and even Johnson pondered it deeply, finding it increasingly appealing. Only Lillianu's smooth forehead bristled with anger. It was like unleashing a torrent of energy, only to be met with questions like "Have you eaten?" or "Are you in yet?"—enough to drive anyone mad. How could the proud succubus accept such humiliation? Even if she saw through Johnson and his group's act, the fact that they still had the energy to perform meant she lacked the necessary power!

Then let's increase our efforts!

Lillian's other small foot also extended, supporting Zhuang Sen from below. Her two fair feet, soles facing each other, ten round, smooth toes, as beautiful as pearls, pressed tightly together. The fair toes turned a vibrant red from the blood flow, and her soft, white heels were also pressed tightly together, turning a tempting rosy red under the pressure. With pressure applied from both ends, the center of her plump, pinkish-white feet naturally arched, forming symmetrical acupoints. Because blood flowed to both ends, these arched acupoints became even whiter and more translucent, revealing even clearly visible blue veins, pressing into Zhuang Sen's white lower garment.

Lillian proudly tilted her head back, her feet, which formed an alluring foot socket, began to move up and down. Even through the fabric, the warm, soft touch still made Da Zhuang Sen erupt with rage, almost tearing the obstructing cloth to shreds. It was only because this wasn't ordinary fabric, but rather powerful armor made from Lady Lia's spider silk mixed with some furry monster girl hair, that it was so intensely protective; otherwise, it wouldn't have been almost, but would have been reduced to a pile of shreds long ago.

Even so, this was only moderately stimulating for Zhuang Sen, something he could easily resist. After all, the feet of centipede girls, rabbit girls, cat girls, dog girls… were all quite impressive, and even succubi couldn't sway his battle-hardened self. Especially since it was a young succubus—even succubi are still monster girls, and quite "conservative." Even if their minds were full of lust, it was like those otaku who'd watched too many adult films and movies; they only had theory, no practice. Their seemingly skillful techniques were just something they'd learned from watching adult films.

Therefore, Johnson glanced at Lillianu, then turned back to the main topic: "What do you think of Lisander's proposal?"

Celine was the first to nod: "I support it. Making use of these rebels is more convenient and cost-effective than using the Earth Guardians." Serafina also had no objections: "Let's keep the Red Dragon Guardians as a backup. If they can't hold out, we'll deploy the Red Dragon Guardians, and I'll be the vanguard."

Lillianu grew impatient, shifting her feet to stimulate Zhuang Sen's sensitive spots. A surge of pleasure coursed through him, but her skill was still lacking, and the fact that they were separated by a layer of fabric was undeniable. Realizing this, she steeled herself, and with a flick of her tail that had been swaying behind her, pulled Zhuang Sen's waistband down to his knees.

Thump~

The hard, large Zhuang Sen, unexpectedly freed, made a sound. Its scorching heat and ferocious appearance made Lillianu's dangling feet hesitate to land. The virgin succubus had only ever watched censored films featuring lightsabers; something as grotesque and terrifying as Zhuang Sen was far too stimulating for her. But since she was already here, she couldn't just back down, could she?

Feeling the various gazes cast upon her by others, Lillian reluctantly lowered her feet and carefully tapped Da Zhuangsen's head with her toes. The intense heat and rough texture made her abruptly pull her feet back, her breathing becoming rapid.

The monster girls, having finished their business, licked their lips and looked at the little sister with smiles. Even Piper was amused, thinking that this newcomer was really clumsy; even a puppy knew what to do in this situation. But if she didn't know, shouldn't Piper teach her? The golden-haired dog girl wiggled her bottom restlessly in Lisander's arms, her little nose constantly taking deep breaths, inhaling the rich masculine scent in the air.

Zhuang Sen tossed aside the quill he was using as a pretense, and looked at Lillian with a half-smile. The little brat instinctively shrank back, then raised her head again: "Couldn't hold back anymore, huh? You little punk~ If you beg this princess, maybe this princess will mercifully allow you—ah~"

Ignoring everything else, Zhuang Sen reached out and grabbed the little girl's fair and tender, adorable little feet. They felt smooth to the touch, like being wrapped in warm jade. Beneath the delicate skin, one could vaguely feel the slender bones of her feet, soft yet resilient, like holding two soft yet firm white clouds, or like the finest milk, making Zhuang Sen's heart skip a beat.

"What... what do you want to do?" Lilliannu said, her voice trembling with fear, as she tried to struggle. But succubi never relied on physical strength, let alone this stupid brat. Unlike Zero and Rurika, before becoming a [Transformation Beyond], she was just a brat whose appearance matched her strength. Her power came from the relic, and her mind was that of a genuine brat.

Therefore, Zhuang Sen chose not to waste words and expressed himself through actions.

Lillian's delicate, fair feet were pressed onto Zhuang Sen's large hands, which began to move back and forth, as if scrubbing them. Lillian's face flushed crimson, unable to maintain her previous haughty expression. It was just the same as before, not even as perfect or stimulating; it was just a matter of removing a layer of fabric; it was just using her feet, so why did it feel… Ah~

Lillian felt as if she were stepping on the breath of a red dragon, radiating intense heat, almost like she was being cooked. Waves of stimulating pleasure, which shouldn't be coming from the soles of her feet, surged through her, stimulating her brain and making her dizzy. Her vision blurred, and her nimble tail drooped limply. The heart-shaped tip of the tail, perhaps by coincidence, was hanging right in front of Da Zhuangsen's head, being kissed again and again by Da Zhuangsen's small mouth as she pushed her little feet.

So hot~ So comfortable~ So happy~

The little succubus slumped back in her chair, still stubbornly casting a smug look at the other monster girls, conveying a defiant "Can you do it?" attitude. Then, Celine and Serafina slid behind Johnson, attacking from both sides and capturing his lips. Their pink tongues flicked in and out, leaving saliva covering Johnson's entire face. Piper was released, and Lysander wrapped her arms around Johnson's thighs. The dashing green-haired centaur lowered her head, and together with the lively blonde dog girl, they bit down on his full sac and the root of his penis, which was outside the reach of the succubus's little feet.

Zero hesitated for a moment, but didn't immediately swallow Zhuang Sen. Instead, she slowly and methodically climbed onto Zhuang Sen's body, visibly changing its shape, wrapping Zhuang Sen's body with her breasts and buttocks. Finally, only Liulige remained. Being in a spirit form like Liliane, she yawned and possessed Zhuang Sen, monopolizing his soul. Amidst this multi-pronged stimulation, the succubus's clumsy attacks seemed insignificant.

The little succubus was about to cry.

Faced with this situation, even she, in her naiveté, knew her previous assumptions were completely wrong. Zhuang Sen had long been battle-hardened by other monster girls; he wasn't faking it, he genuinely felt nothing. Undeterred, she used all her theoretical knowledge. Her little feet, no longer confined to Zhuang Sen's hands, actively wrapped around and squeezed him, even climbing onto his head, using her toes to stimulate his single eye. Unfortunately, under Zhuang Sen's deliberate control, the little succubus's efforts ended in failure.

The little succubus cried.

After all this effort, from ancient times until now, my first encounter with my chosen partner ended in defeat because of my own lack of strength. I lost to a brutal red dragon, a clumsy dog ​​girl, a carefree centaur, a simple-minded machine girl, and a fish. Wow—

The succubus's tiny feet dangled limply on Zhuang Sen's back, twitching unconsciously, but without the previous effort. Her once proud face was now streaked with tears and nervousness, her pink eyes looking timidly at Zhuang Sen like a kitten afraid of being abandoned. To be honest, although Zhuang Sen didn't particularly like female imps, this clumsy little creature was quite endearing to him.

So he reached out and scooped up Lillianu, who had suddenly turned into a little crybaby, into his arms. Celine and Serafina giggled and made way for Zhuang Sen to press her tearful face against his, affectionately kissing her pink lips: "Silly girl~"

"Mmm—" The sudden kiss made Lilliannu's eyes widen. Before she could react, a burning sensation suddenly came from her lower abdomen—Zhuang Sen's hand had already slipped inside her tight leather clothes, his fingertips gently tracing the entrance to her hairless vulva, bringing a tingling pleasure.

“I’ll teach you properly later.” Zhuang Sen’s voice was deep and hoarse, carrying a burning heat. “Now, let’s feed this little crybaby first.” As he finished speaking, he slightly arched his back, sending himself completely into Lillian’s tight and juicy honey hole. The little succubus’s body tensed up instantly, then went limp, her aggrieved cries turning into soft moans, blending into the hazy ambiguity in the warm candlelight of the lounge.

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Chapter 342: [Relics - Transcendence and Transformation] (3023 words)

"you're awake?"

Morning light filtered through the gauze curtains, spilling onto the bed. Tiny dust motes floated in the warm glow, and the air still carried the lingering sweet fragrance of last night and a faint scent of milk. A gentle voice sounded from nearby. Lillian blinked her dry eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering twice, before the blurry light and shadow slowly came together—Zhuang Sen was sitting by the bed, his fingertips lightly stroking her pink hair, a gentle smile playing on his lips.

Dead memories flooded back like a tidal wave: the enchanting scenes of last night, the aching sensation all over her body, the ultimate pleasure before she fainted… Lillianu's cheeks flushed a rosy pink, as if scalding milk had been poured over them, even the tips of her ears were tinged with a faint red. She subconsciously tensed her slender feet, her toes curling, ready to receive the next round of intimacy—but a few seconds passed, and all she felt was the soft touch of the blankets, without the expected heat and intensity.

This only made her more embarrassed. She buried her head in the pillow and made a muffled "gurgling" sound, while the tip of her tail drooped listlessly over the edge of the bed.

"A dignified succubus has actually been knocked unconscious by a man. If Naru finds out, she'll probably be in 'demon's life,' right?" Liulige poked her head out from Zhuang Sen's neck, her transparent body wrapped in a faint layer of seven-colored light patterns. Her voice was full of mischief, and she deliberately shook her semi-transparent tail, as if showing off that she had never been so "out of control."

Lilliannu's shoulders jerked, her tail tip stiffened, and her face drained of color, her breath catching in her throat. The Naru that Rurigo mentioned was the queen of the succubus race from ancient times, notoriously strict. She would likely use a technique like the [Heaven and Earth Shattering Fist] to discipline such an embarrassing little succubus; after all, monster girls are generally quite resilient…

However, Lady Naru should be in the deepest hell by now... No, what right do you, a mermaid ghost who's been fucked so badly by your darling that you're almost ascending to heaven, have to talk about me! Lillian suddenly realized what was happening, propped herself up, and kicked at Liulige's "watching the show is going to be a big deal" look with her white, tender little foot. But before her foot could even touch him, it was caught steadily by a warm, large hand.

His palm was warm and familiar, the rough lines of his fingertips brushing against her delicate soles. Her toes, which had been tense, curled up instantly, and all her strength seemed to drain away, leaving her limp and letting that hand gently caress her. "Darling~" Liliane's voice was as soft as honey-soaked cotton, the last syllable drawn out, indistinguishable between pleading and seduction. Her pink eyes were misty, making one's heart melt.

But Zhuang Sen simply lowered his head and kissed the back of her foot, which had no odor whatsoever but rather a faint milky scent, before gently putting it down. He then reached out and flicked her forehead with a light touch, full of affection: "Alright, you've slept all day. Get up and eat something—not the milk you're thinking of—and let's see what abilities you really have."

Although the system had explained the abilities in detail when retrieving the [Relic? Transformation], Zhuang Sen was afraid that this little succubus, who was good at nothing but addictive skills, would cause trouble again, so he deliberately changed the subject. Sure enough, as soon as her abilities were mentioned, Lillianu immediately quieted down. The tail that had been trying to crawl into Zhuang Sen's pants obediently wrapped around his waist, the heart-shaped tip gently rubbing against his side, the furry touch tickling him: "Generally speaking, my abilities are 'transformation' and 'enhancement' of monster girls' bloodlines. For transformation, for example, I can turn mermaids into crab girls, rat girls, or even candle girls, but it requires consuming the corresponding [bloodline]; but if it's on the original bloodline evolution line, it only requires [bloodline essence], like turning an ordinary mermaid into an adult mermaid."

She paused, deliberately puffing out her chest, but her thin chest barely rose and fell. Her tone was full of smugness: "The enhancement is even more amazing! It can enhance the monster girl's current bloodline, and even create entirely new evolutionary forms. It can even change the final form that is theoretically unable to evolve any further—my dear, you should have experienced it, right?"

Zhuang Sen had just scooped up a spoonful of lean meat porridge when the aroma of the porridge mixed with the fresh scent of minced meat wafted into his nose. Lilliannu instinctively opened her mouth wide as the warm porridge slid down her throat, smooth and soft. After she swallowed, Zhuang Sen smiled and asked, "You mean Ultimate Evolution?"

“Yes!” Lillian’s eyes lit up, her little tongue lightly licking the edge of the spoon. “After all, there are only three relics, and you, my dear, are the only one in control. The other monster girls can’t easily complete their ultimate evolution; they all have to rely on me. But there are conditions. They have to develop their current bloodline to almost 100% first, otherwise they have to use [Bloodline Essence] of the same attribute to supplement it. But the advantage is that their ultimate evolution forms are different. Even if they have the same bloodline, they may produce completely different appearances, just like those two red dragons over there—one is full of fighting and killing, and the other only knows how to amass wealth and slack off!”

Serene and Serafina, who had been inexplicably called out, were leaning against the sofa not far away, digesting their food. Upon hearing this, they both glanced at Lillianu. Serene poked her slightly protruding belly with her fingertip, while Serafina rubbed her lower back. The two exchanged a helpless yet amused look—considering the little one had just "woke up," they would let her off this time.

Lillian had originally wanted to boast about the "special treatment" of being fed by Zhuang Sen, but the interaction between the red dragon sisters completely overshadowed her, causing her lips to purse instantly. However, she continued, "Furthermore, I can extract complete monster girl bloodline storage, but the extracted monster girl will lose all her power; I can also use [Bloodline Essence] to repair damaged bloodlines, and also..."

By the time the little succubus finished her rambling, Zhuang Sen had already fed her three large bowls of lean meat porridge. Her little belly was bulging, like she was carrying a small ball, but she still held her head high, looking like she was "very powerful." Unfortunately, no matter how much she held her head high, her chest, which was even more barren than An Jie's, remained smooth and without any curves, making Zhuang Sen unable to help but laugh out loud.

He reached out and touched Lillianu's pink hair, then turned to look at Lysander and Piper standing to the side: "Why don't you two try to evolve to level five bloodline first?"

Lysander and Piper nodded immediately. They and Johnson didn't need to consider whether it was worthwhile or whether it would be too much trouble: "Of course!"

But after the initial excitement, the two faced a dilemma – which bloodline should they choose for evolution?

All eyes turned to Zero, who was clearing the dishes. The [Eternal Legacy] master, without looking up, replied, "For dog girls, there are only two superior forms: [Cerberus] and [Fenrir]. If Little Piper doesn't want to grow three heads, then [Fenrir] is the only option. For centaurs, there are more choices: [Celestial Centaur], [Wind Master Centaur], [Centaur Tyrant], [Flame Centaur]... I suggest Lysander, you choose [Centaur Tyrant] first, because this type of ability is better at commanding and strengthening subordinates, and you can easily switch back later anyway."

“Let’s do it this way.” Zhuang Sen made the decision, and Lisander and Piper had no objections. They walked together to Liliane. The little succubus leaned lazily against Zhuang Sen’s chest, and with a wave of her hand, pink light instantly enveloped the two of them. Within the light, their forms began to change noticeably.

Lysander's green mane turned a visibly dark red, gleaming with a metallic sheen, and cascaded down her neck. The natural tranquility she exuded was replaced by a domineering and tyrannical aura. Her size increased by nearly two sizes, her muscles became more defined, her once slender waist gained a sense of power, and her heroic eyebrows were tinged with a sharp edge. Even her voice became deeper, transforming her from a charming young girl into a powerful and domineering older sister who could look down on Zhuang Sen.

In contrast, Piper's changes were more subtle—his golden fur turned silvery-gray, like a layer of fine snow; his originally cheerful and honest expression faded, replaced by a more aloof and composed demeanor; his silvery-gray eyes were like moonlight covered in frost, but when he looked at Zhuang Sen, they softened instantly, and his tail swayed gently.

But the next second, "Centaur Tyrant" and "Fenrir" forgot to maintain their "aloofness" in their new forms and snuggled up to Zhuang Sen to rub his hand.

"Brother Zhuang Sen~ Look! My breasts have gotten a little bigger, and they feel so cool to the touch~" Piper pulled Zhuang Sen's hand and pressed it against her chest, her voice full of excitement.

Lysander bent down, her dark red mane brushing against Johnson's cheek, her voice filled with anticipation: "Darling, can I go to the battlefield with you now? I'll be your mount!"

Zhuang Sen chuckled and stroked Piper's silver-gray fur, then patted Lysander's shoulder: "Let's improve our strength first. A level five bloodline doesn't mean you're invincible." Although [Transcendence Transformation] can directly evolve a monster girl to level five, it can't retain the number of bloodline awakenings like natural evolution. It has to be calculated based on the difference before and after evolution—for example, Lysander evolved from a level three [Forest Centaur] with three awakenings to a level five [Centaur Tyrant]. Now her bloodline development level is only about 15%, which is still far from being ready for the battlefield.

He paused, then leaned close to Lysander's ear, his voice low and tinged with ambiguity: "Besides, you don't necessarily have to be on the battlefield to be a mount..."

A warm breath brushed against her ear, and Lysander's ears instantly turned bright red. Her initial disappointment vanished, replaced by a burning light in her eyes. Even her breathing quickened, and her dark red mane trembled. She reached out and wrapped her arms around Zhuang Sen's waist, her voice hoarse with longing: "Darling..."

Piper blinked, not understanding their whispered conversation, but she still leaned closer, softly resting against Zhuang Sen's other side: "Brother Zhuang Sen, Piper wants to be a mount too! Piper runs very fast!"

Looking at the scene before her, Lillian pouted again, but her tail quietly wrapped around Zhuang Sen's wrist—it seemed that if she wanted to keep her darling all to herself, she would have to learn some "real skills" first.

Chapter 343: First Contact (2909 words)

Nottiti Kattsa Gunfire, a typical Ferogu name, once belonged to a valiant leader who led his troops in a charge and shattered enemy lines during the Seventy-Third World War. Now, it belongs to a former lowly heretical slave who, after being elevated to a divine agent by the "True God," completely abandoned his past name and identity. Through countless brutal military operations and extreme training, he honed his claws and teeth, becoming a major general.

Now, he is leading his direct troops, traveling in transport planes, speeding towards the Fallen Star Kingdom. In the eyes of the Gunfire Major General, that land is a breeding ground for ancient evil, a lair of lowly demon girls, and a filthy corner where the glory of the true god has failed to shine—he will use the steel torrent and raging flames bestowed by the true god to completely purify this land, and either bring the evil artifact [Transcendent Transformation] hidden within back to the Holy Kingdom or destroy it completely.

That's right, they weren't there to help Greya seize the throne, but to take the artifact and then destroy Grandia. Greya's fantasy of seizing the throne with the help of the Holy Kingdom was a pipe dream from the start. The Fallen Star Kingdom and the Holy Kingdom are separated by thousands of miles, and the Ferro World is currently incapable of controlling this distant land for long—even if the Ferro people were used as a rule anchor to cover Grandia, the forces that could be drawn would be no match for Zhuang Sen and his monster girl forces, not to mention that such a draw would weaken the defenses of other fronts. As a major general, Gunfire would never do something so foolish as to lose more than he gained. In the end, his only goal on this trip was that artifact that could change bloodlines.

Ultimately, all he wanted and needed was a divine artifact.

Therefore, Gloria's fantasy was impossible to realize from the beginning. Whether it was the "Transformation Beyond" or the world of Ferro, they were just using and toying with him. Especially Lilianu, she was just a little devil playing a prank, just like when she showed Baro an ancient monster girl movie before... pure malice, without a trace of good intentions.

Of course, none of this matters to Gloria now that she's just an ordinary person. When the transport fleet from the world of Ferro appeared on the horizon of Grandia, they weren't greeted by the "open royal city defense" of Gloria's fantasy, but by the quietly spreading rules of the monster girl world—that invisible force, like a fine spider web, was wrapping around every intricate Ferro machine.

"Puff puff—" The rapidly spinning propeller suddenly emitted a muffled, distorted sound, like a stuck buzzer, the rhythm of the blades spinning becoming increasingly erratic. Before the pilot, Ferro, in the cockpit could access the fault data, a sharp "crack" exploded out, like a thunderclap as metal snapped. The entire propeller stopped instantly, thick black smoke billowing from the engine compartment, and the massive transport plane, like a clumsy bird with broken wings, violently lurched towards the ground, its wings screeching as they cut through the air.

Inside the cabin, red warning lights flashed wildly, the blinding red light turning every face crimson. Among the crowd, a few pure-blooded Ferro people, their skin gleaming with a cold, metallic sheen, maintained their composure, their fingers flying across the control panel; the majority were "half-transformed" from the Holy Kingdom and conquered smaller nations—their skin still retained a human texture, but their eyes were filled with unease. These people had been conquered by Ferro's firearms, and had used them to oppress their own kind, possessing an almost superstitious worship of guns and machinery, much like how those with bloodlines depended on their own blood. Now, with the transport plane inexplicably malfunctioning, they were like warriors whose bloodlines had been sealed, an uncontrollable panic welling up within them, even their fingers trembling slightly.

"What's the panic! Jump in tactical groups!" The gunner's roar echoed through the cabin via the communicator, his cold voice carrying an undeniable authority. The half-transformers snapped back to reality, forming pre-arranged tactical teams in pairs. Their fingers flew as they unlocked the chocks on their parachutes, the tactile feedback of their fingertips gliding over the canvas and metal buckles clearly audible. After confirming the parachute lines and harnesses were in place, they orderly rushed towards the open hatch. White parachutes bloomed one after another behind the falling transport plane. Occasionally, a few parachutes broke due to mechanical failure, carrying soldiers straight down to the ground, raising a fine cloud of dust.

This can be considered the advantage of the "item-based" approach. Those whose bloodline is sealed are doomed, but they still have the opportunity and ability to use items.

……

On the ground, Zhuang Sen had just activated a monster girl's lair. Looking up at the sky, at the gray parachutes—some fully deployed, others crooked and broken—a knowing glint flashed in his eyes. It seemed that just as the Ferro world could only seal bloodlines, the monster girl world couldn't completely destroy the Ferro world's technology either; it could only cause damage. Therefore, the more advanced and sophisticated the technology, the more likely it was to fail, while the simpler and cruder it was, the more likely it was to be unharmed.

Once he had a clear view of the situation in the air, Zhuang Sen raised his hand and retracted the monster girl's lair, and the power of rules that had enveloped the area quietly dissipated. What he wanted was a "comparison of combat power under normal conditions," since in a real battlefield, one might not always be able to suppress an opponent with the rules of the lair. As for shooting down the transport plane, firstly, it forced the Ferro army to land outside the city, preventing the heart of the royal city from being subjected to "high-altitude ground-licking" air raids—the advantage of high-altitude attacks was too obvious, and if the transport plane were allowed to circle and strafe normally, this test battle would lose its meaning; secondly, it was also to simulate the situation of a real battlefield—in a real confrontation, there would inevitably be high-level bloodline users responsible for restraining or even destroying the enemy's air force.

Just like the data he extracted from the previously captured Ferro people: the speed of a Level 4 flying bloodline user is in no way inferior to the Ferro bomber, and is more agile, smaller in size, and has a longer endurance, making them fully capable of intercepting such aerial targets.