The Gene of the Ancients (Rogue Merchant Book #2): LitRPG Series Roman Prokofiev (top ten books of all time .TXT) 📖

You are under the effect of Minor Heal! You are under the effect of Minor Regeneration!

A dozen bleeding wounds left by the claws of nagging succubi were healed as a cool wave of healing energy poured over my body. My hit points were back in the yellow zone, and I raised my head, trying to make something out through the reddish haze that covered my eyes. I was chained to a T-shaped wooden cross. Next to me stood similar crosses with barely alive Watchers, all surrounded by groups of demonesses.

“Mistress! The Mistress is coming!”

The succubi came apart, frightened, to make way for Daine — a tall demoness with a perfectly ebony body and ridged snow-white horns curved above her head, her eyes glowing with infernal crimson light. The lacework on her armor displayed more of her body than if she were naked. She came up to me, with each step growing smaller in size, until her eyes were right on the level of mine. Her brow held a crown band with a bunch of small tines resembling the teeth of a bear trap. In the center lay a huge octagonal ruby.

Slapping me with the tip of her tail, Daine, the Mistress of the Wandering Succubate, roughly lifted my chin up.

“Mmm, a pretty one,” she purred. White fangs showed from under her black lips, and her pink tongue seductively licked her upper lip. “Let’s start with this one, girls!”

The succubi cried out in triumph, leaping at the captives.

“Untie me, bitch, and let’s start! I’ll be enough for all of you, I swear!” I smirked. It was a scene straight from the beginning of a BDSM porno. True, I could escape via a Soul Stone any moment, but Olaf and Abbot were preparing something, talking over the channel.

Daine gave out a coarse laugh. Seductively swinging her hips, she went around me and stopped behind my back. A second later I felt my armor being torn into shreds and stripped off.

Rend Armor was used against you!

The items in my inventory grew unsettlingly red, having lost 50 to 100 percent of durability. What a lady! I had never heard of such abilities before.

“How cheeky,” Daine said. “Girls, he should be punished, should he?”

The succubi around us shrieked in enthusiasm.

Horrible pain burned my back, and I howled, arching in a scream, almost blinded. Warm blood trickled down my thighs. That was just 70% immersion. What would happen on 100%? And what had she done to me?

Daine appeared before my eyes holding a multi-thong whip dripping with blood. The leather belts were reinforced with jagged shards of metal. That was the thing she had just used to slash my back, a scourge — a horrible forbidden weapon admired by slave overseers.

“Did you enjoy it?” she asked, stepping closer to me and healing me with a casual touch. “I can do it again if you won’t comply. Would you like it?”

Olaf: Be ready in thirty seconds. Everyone, check inventory. Do you know what to do?

“Screw you, bitch!” I said, spitting. Daine laughed again, and her hand with white three-inch nails slid down my chest, leaving bleeding scratches. I looked above her shoulder, defiantly ignoring her. Several succubi were circling Damian on the cross next to me and then, someone behind me — I wasn’t sure whom, as the wall of moving demonic bodies covered them from my view.

Suddenly, the black demoness leaned against me with her entire body, and I felt her slowly tremble. Her teeth sunk into my shoulder, piercing my skin.

“I’m going to do something that will make you really want to oblige me,” she whispered, raising her head and trying to meet my gaze. Daine’s eyes lit up and started to glow blue, their pupils turning into oddly-shaped pentagrams. Still, I was in no hurry to get hit with Charm, Dominate, or Demonic Sight, as Abbot was already counting down the final seconds on the raid channel.

I couldn’t use Shadow Step from Tormis’ cloak, as the wily creature had ripped it off me together with the armor. Swinging the sword was impossible with my hands tied. So there was only one thing to do...

Blazing Warrior! Immense heat seized me, the rivers of flame flowing down my veins. Debuff icons instantly faded away, and the chains disappeared upon coming in contact with true fire that was now my body. Daine jerked back in fear, trying to detach herself from me, but it was too late. I joined my hands behind her, pulling her into a tight embrace. You wanted to hug, wretch? Then get your wish!

Critical hit! You dealt Daine, the Mistress of the Wandering Succubate, 324,000 true fire damage!

Attention: Daine is a non-playing character of rank 5 who is unable to respawn. You destroyed the faction leader of Wandering Succubate! You receive 500,000 XP! You receive 1 free attribute point!

Unique achievement unlocked: Slayer of Succubus Queen! You are the first player in Sphere to receive this achievement! You receive secret ability: Ascetic! You receive 999,000 XP! You receive 3 free attribute points!

You destroyed an NPC of Supreme Demon class! Achievement unlocked: Slayer of Supreme Demons! You receive 100,000 XP! You receive 1 free attribute point! You receive...

Aaaah! A host of voices hung in the air, and the entire flock set their sights on the empty spot where the Mistress of the Succubate had just stood. A second later, a crowd of spectral figures descended on the area occupied by the vanquished raid, becoming flesh. The Watchers had used Mass Resurrection, the clan ability allowing to revive fallen warriors once a day. The resuscitated fighters rallied together with a battle cry and charged in all directions, slaying bewildered demons with steel and magic.

But I wasn’t looking at them or the succubi, who were