A Journey That Changed The World.

Chapter 1456: They Are Shitting Themselves

Archer watched as Ashoka vanished into the Domain just as the barrier shook thanks to a sudden attack on the castle, causing Inara to curse. ’’Fucking Alliance! I’m going to butcher them!’’

He didn’t move until the lioness had donned her armor, her movements fast and purposeful. Only then did he dismiss the shield, revealing a scene of utter chaos unfolding beyond the walls.

The air thrummed with the distant roar of explosions as the stronghold came under siege with fire and explosions erupting all over the place, enemy forces hammering its defenses as thousands of Mana Shells that killed hundreds of soldiers.

Before he could utter a word, Inara vaulted over the wall with the agility of a seasoned warrior. He pursued without pause, leaping onto the fortified wall while casting Cosmic Shield.

When he saw the Mana Shells slamming against the barrier, which held up fine. ’This should hold up against the constant attacks.’

The fortress trembled but held firm. Just then, Elara emerged from the fray, her armor streaked with blood and caked in dust, her blue orbs blazing with defiance. She staggered toward them, her voice cutting through the din of battle.

’’The Terravians have struck again,’’ she reported, breathless. ’’They’re using long-range cannons this time, positioned far beyond our reach. We can’t pinpoint their locations to retaliate.’’

’’There’s no need,’’ he answered, pointing at Inara, chuckling. ’’She’ll take care of it, she’s angry for not getting sex.’’

Elara was confused for a second before she started laughing. Once she had calmed down, she gave him a knowing look. ’’Once we take Darkthorne, I expect a long night of rough sex where you can use all my holes.’’

He trembled at her naughty words but nodded in agreement. ’’Who am I to say no? It’s not like I can’t keep up with all you horny cats, I enjoy all the sex in fact.’’

The redheaded woman giggled uncontrollably just as a sudden bright light emanated from Inara, as she started transforming into her new Primal form thanks to him and his strange mana that boosted the harem’s power.

’Looks like the rest of the girls are evolving due to the sex,’

he mused, grinning. ’This is good, at least they’ll be stronger.’
Following that, he watched as she underwent her change, her body shifting and expanding into a colossal lioness, rivaling the size of a bus. Her sleek grey fur shimmered under the sunlight, and her eyes blazed with a crimson glow.

With a ground-shaking roar, the older woman continued to surge forward, her massive paws tearing into the earth as she closed the distance to the Terravian ranks, ready to unleash havoc on their unsuspecting lines.

As she rushed toward the enemy, the fortress shuddered under the barrage of the Terravian cannons. The shield was blocking, but it didn’t stop the ground shaking thanks to the force, their distant booms reverberating through the smoke-choked air.

Archer stood on the wall, his hand raised as he poured more mana into the barrier, deflecting the volleys of searing energy that threatened to breach the stronghold’s defenses. His jaw tightened, muscles straining as he poured his mana into maintaining the barrier.

’’What sort of horrible power are they using?’’ he mumbled.

Below, Inara finished her change, and her size dwarfed even the war machines scattered across the battlefield. She was nearly as tall as the fortress walls he was standing on top of, allowing him to see everything.

He loved the way her sleek grey fur gleamed like polished steel in the flickering light of distant explosions. Her red eyes burned with a fierce glow, twin beacons of unyielding determination.

Each step she took sent tremors through the ground, her claws tearing deep gouges into the scorched earth. His gaze locked onto her as she charged toward the Terravian lines, where the cannons continued their assault, trying to break the shield, but it was useless.

Their barrels glowed red-hot, spitting arcs of plasma that slammed against the barrier with deafening cracks. Inara moved with terrifying speed, weaving through a hail of shrapnel and projectiles aimed in her direction, her roar splitting the air like a thunderclap.

Seconds later, the Terravian ranks faltered at the sight of her. Their disciplined formations fracturing as she bore down on them, an unstoppable force of primal fury aimed straight for the heart of their artillery.

His gaze never left Inara, a mix of awe and concern flickering across his face as she closed the distance to the cannons. Her massive body was a blur of silver and crimson against the blackened battlefield.

Then, Archer noticed Inara reached the first line of machines in a heartbeat, her paws swiping with force. The metal groaned and crumpled under her blow, thanks to the power difference as she was on a Pseudo God Level.

The Draconians cheered when witnessing the cannon’s barrel twisting like paper before exploding in a shower of sparks and molten fragments. As this happened, the Terravian crew scattered, their shouts of panic drowned out by the lioness’s earth-shaking roar.

She pivoted, her glowing eyes locking onto the next target, and charged without pause. Another cannon fell, its structure shattered as she leapt atop it, her claws tearing the machinery into useless scraps.

The air filled with the acrid scent of burning metal and the panicked cries of the scared enemy warriors, who scrambled to retreat from the unstoppable beast tearing through their ranks.

Following that, the remaining cannons swiveled desperately, their operators attempting to track her, but Inara was a force of nature, too fast and too powerful to be contained as she utterly destroyed them with ease.

She bounded between them, each leap a calculated strike, toppling one war machine after another with effortless ferocity. Shouts of fall back and it’s unstoppable echoed through the enemy lines as their army fell into chaos.

Soldiers abandoning their posts to flee the wrath of the lioness. Archer started laughing when he heard their panic; he thought. ’They are shitting themselves, she must truly be horrifying to them.’

Inara’s gaze swept the battlefield, unyielding and merciless, as the final cannon collapsed in a heap of twisted metal, its glow fading into silence. His shield flickered as the bombardment ceased, the strain on his body easing.

He lowered his hands, his chest heaving, and watched as the lioness stood triumphant amidst the wreckage, her grey fur streaked with soot and blood. The Terravians’ retreat was now a full rout, their forces scattering into the smoke and dust.

Once the battle was over, Archer soared into the sky and soared across the battlefield before landing next to the lioness, who instantly turned to him with a wild look, making him gulp.

In a heartbeat, Inara surged forward with breathtaking speed, her powerful form a blur of strength. She pinned him to the earth with a single, massive paw. Her orbs gleamed with a fierce intensity, locking onto his as she leaned in close, her warm breath grazing his skin.

A deep, resonant growl rumbled from her chest, vibrating through the air and sending a shiver coursing through his body. Despite the raw power pressing him into the soft earth, a slow, fearless smile spread across his face.

His gaze met hers, utterly captivated by the untamed fire blazing in her amber gaze, a wild beauty that pulses with life itself. The air around Inara crackled with an electric energy, as if her very presence commanded the world to pause and take notice.

Her sleek form loomed over him, every movement imbued with a primal strength that stole his breath. Pinned beneath the weight of her massive paw, he felt the earth cradle him, grounding him in this singular, heart-pounding moment.

’’You’re beautiful, Inara,’’ he murmured. ’’And I love you.’’

There was no fear in him, as if being held beneath her strength was the safest place he could ever be. He made no move to resist, his body relaxed under the gentle press of her paw, surrendering fully to her power.

The moment stretched on, the world beyond them faded, leaving only the rhythm of her low, rumbling growl and the steady beat of his heart, intertwined in a dance as ancient as the stars above.

Inara’s gaze locked onto him, her gaze fierce and unyielding, like a storm held captive in twin pools of molten gold. She loomed above, the air around her charged with a primal intensity that made his heart race.

For a long moment, she simply stared, her breath a warm, steady rhythm against his skin, each exhale stirring the silence between them. The weight of her massive paw still pinned him gently to the earth, but it was her gaze that held him captive.

Then, with a slow, deliberate movement, Inara leaned closer, her muzzle brushing near his body. Her rough, warm tongue swept across him in a single, powerful lick, drenching his entire body in an instant.

The unexpected wave of warmth and dampness left him soaked from head to toe, his clothes clinging to his skin as he let out a surprised laugh, the sound mingling with her low, rumbling growl.