Vampire King's Harem

Ann's long life flashes before her eyes as she feels death approaching. She has been there since the creation of the Bronze Skull Sect, and even though it started out as a refuge for those who lacked space in better Secs, she believed in the potential of her people.

She believed that the Bronze Skull Sect could conquer a place among the other necromancer Sects, but now everything is falling apart right in front of her, and the one who is doing that is the person who was supposed to lead them to greatness.

"Shadya… why???" Ann cannot understand how the Sect Master can destroy her own Sect.

"Because that's is life works, my old friend." Shadya makes a sad expression. "I thought I could raise a family here, help them get stronger so we could have our place in this fucked world..."

"But people only think about themselves and have no loyalty." She sighs and continues. "Those stupid Elders were already conspiring against me because my potential had reached its limit, and instead of my brothers helping me, they tried to take away the only good thing in my life!"

Shadya can't help but smile. "They sent that shitty nephew of mine to take Klaus, hahaha... the idiot died begging. Your husband died too, but that wasn't personal, Ann."

"Abner..." The old necromancer no longer has any strength; everything has been taken over by Shadya.

"You can rest now, my friend." Shadya caresses Ann's face. "Your potential was already hit the limit many years ago, so you wouldn't live much longer... but this way, your death has a purpose; it will help me start my new life."

"Let the disciples go-" Ann tries to use her last breath to plead for the lives of the Bronze Skull Sect disciples, but Shadya has the black hand crush her body.

*Crack* *Splash*

Blood, bones, and guts fly everywhere as Shadya uses her dark techniques to absorb all the life energy from Ann's remains.

"Ahhh..." Shadya lets out a long breath, feeling so much power running through her body. She looks at her hands while thinking of someone. "It's a pity that this power isn't permanent, but the power of your blood is... Klaus."

Then an excited smile appears on her face as she walks out the door. Shadya has so much energy now that she can float freely as a dark miasma surrounds her.

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Despite still being in the sixth layer of the Martial Lord Realm, her power is now much greater than that due to the lives she has taken recently and mainly due to Klaus' blood.

She quickly arrives in the main hall and finds half the disciples still sending undead hordes toward Klaus and Irina while the other half beat up Eli.

"Sect Master!!"

"It's the Sect Master!! She came to protect us!!"

The disciples quickly gather around Shadya with hopeful looks, and those who were beating Eli throw him in front of her. "This shitty traitor dared to disrespect your name, Sect Master."

"Yes, he told absurd lies to us!!" Other disciples point angrily at Eli. "Humph! He even thought we'd believe our beloved Sect Master would kill our Elders!"

The disciples kick Eli and throw things at him, but the young necromancer just remains huddled on the floor, shivering in fear of Shadya.

She looks at him with a disappointed expression. "You weren't a bad boy Eli, but I warned you that continuing to peek at my ass would have consequences..."

"No, no, no! Please, Sect Master... ARGHHH!! Eli tries to plead, but before he can say more, Shadya creates a spear of dark energy and pierces the young necromancer's belly.

Shadya rotates the spear, grinding Eli's insides and splattering blood everywhere. The other disciples get paralyzed with fear, not understanding what is happening.

"He spoke the truth; I already killed the old fools; now it's your turn." Shadya speaks in a cold tone. "But don't worry, I'll make it quick so you don't suffer so much."

The disciples still can't believe that their Master Sect is going to kill them; that is just surreal. A young girl tries to smile at Shadya. "What kind of joke is this, Sect Master? You're scaring us..."

Shadya creates a black hand to lift the girl. "It's fine; you can cry if you want."

"Why- AH!!!" Until her last breath, the girl did not believe that the Sect Master would kill her, but Shadya made the black hand brutally crush her body.

More blood flies everywhere, falling on the other disciples, who finally understand that they are screwed.

"WHAAAAAAAA!!!" Everyone panics and starts screaming; the fear takes control of their every action, making them run towards the big doors of the hall.

Hundreds of disciples are in that place, and some pass over each other, creating absolute chaos. But before any of them can leave the hall, big black hands close the doors.

"Escaping is not an option." Shadya comments as she creates more black hands to kill everyone in front of her. Many try to fight back and attack her, but the miasma around her body feels like living energy, defending her from any attack.

The disciples quickly realize that their numbers mean nothing faced to Shadya's incredible power, so they begin to run in any direction possible, even toward the underground.

Shadya slaughters the Bronze Skull Sect's disciples as if they were mere ants; blood runs down the floor like a river, and desperate screams echo through the corridors, reaching even Klaus's ears in the depths of the place.

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"Hmm?" Klaus stops while still surrounded by skeletons; he hears distant screams, which leaves him confused.

Irina notices that he looks thoughtful and flies to his side. "What happened??"

"Looks like the necromancers are being attacked." Klaus barely finishes speaking, and all the remaining skeletons in the place crumble, turning back to just lifeless bones.

"What the hell??" Irina is also confused. "Who could attack the necromancers now? Is it they..."

Klaus notices that Irina seems to be an idea of who could be attacking the necromancers. "Who are they?"

"I'm not sure, but…" She explains. "I was with a group when the necromancers captured me, so I figured my people would send people after us at some point."

"I see." Klaus thinks Irina isn't saying something to him, but he trusts her, so that shouldn't be relevant to their situation now. "It's chaos up there anyway, so we can't miss this chance."

"Yeah, let's go!" Irina holds Klaus' hand and flies upstairs, bypassing the long stairs and heading straight to the upper floors.

After leaving the gloomy gorge, the couple noticed that the architecture of the place has changed; they are still underground but now inside the main buildings of the Bronze Skull Sect and not in the dungeons anymore.

They go through a long corridor lit with luxurious lamps until Klaus stops. "Wait! Someone is coming."

"Necromancers?" Irina asks. Despite her cultivation giving her good senses, she can't hear things as far away as Klaus.

"I think so... they're too scared." He comments.

Irina is perplexed. "Can you feel their fear?!?"

"Just their heavy breathing, my dear." He smiles and caresses her face.

She blushes as his touch makes her body warmer. "What should we do?"

Klaus looks around and notices a small door in the corridor a few meters back. He takes Irina's hand and leads her there. So, he quickly opens the door and enters the dark room.

He expected the place to be some big room, but it turned out to be just a small pantry that is already too full, causing him to have to squeeze together with Irina in order to close the door.

"Damn, this place is too tight!" She complains while seeing nothing in that darkness.

"Shh." Klaus seals Irina's lips with his finger. "The necromancers are approaching; keep your voice down."

"..." Irina wants to complain, but she stays silent as she enjoys Klaus' touch. Due to his finger on her lips, she can feel his natural scent entering her body, making her feel more and more heat and leaving her most private part of the wetter.

[Fuck, why do you smell so good?!?!] Irina wants to get mad at Klaus because his scent is so addictive; even his sweat seems made to please her body.

She can't stay still due to her body burning with desire, and her movements also arouse intense sensations in Klaus' body.

"Irina, you're moving around a lot..." He whispers. "If you continue..."

Before Klaus can finish speaking, Irina feels something hard touch her belly. "What is it???"

"Probably an old broom or something; stay silent; the necromancers are almost here." Klaus responds.

"A broom?" Irina thinks for a second before turning tomato red and trying to punch Klaus. "There are no brooms with such thick handles, you perverted vampire!!"