Femdom Island

Chapter 235 Primal energy

Nikol stepped forward, his analytical mind whirring with anticipation. The creature's gaze shifted towards him, its expressionless eyes now fixed on Nikol. A peculiar sensation washed over him as he felt an unexpected connection as if the creature recognized his equal power, just like its creator Jormungand.

"This is strange," Nikol muttered to himself, his voice barely audible amidst the chaotic battle unfolding around them. "Why isn't it attacking me? It must sense the power I possess and since our powers have equal energies, it recognises me as the master, at least for now,"

Curiosity mingled with caution as Nikol approached the humanoid figure, his gaze locked with its enigmatic eyes. He reached out a hand, cautiously extending it towards the creature. Surprisingly, it didn't flinch or react in any way. It stood there, unmoving, as if waiting for Nikol's next move.

"I see," Nikol murmured, realization dawning upon him. "You recognize the equal power within me, don't you?"

The creature remained silent, but Nikol's deduction seemed to ring true. He had gained insights into its behaviour and limitations, and now he had stumbled upon an unexpected advantage. A plan began to form in his mind.

"I've gathered enough information," Nikol thought, his eyes gleaming with a newfound determination. "It's time to put this creature back in its cage and warn the others."

With swift, deliberate movements, Nikol retrieved the barrier he had created earlier. As he reinstated the protective enclosure around the humanoid figure, he turned to face Usha and the other girls, who had momentarily paused their intense battle to observe his actions.

"Usha, everyone, follow me," Nikol commanded, his tone brooking no room for objections. "We need to discuss what I've discovered. It's crucial that we act swiftly."

Usha, her breath ragged and sweat trickling down her brow, approached Nikol with a curious expression. "What did you find out, Nikol? Why did you put it back in the cage?"

Nikol met her gaze, his eyes reflecting the gravity of the situation. "These new humans, Usha, possess extraordinary adaptability and power. It's clear that they are dangerous, far more than we initially anticipated. If we allow them to continue learning how to fight and potentially create civilizations, we won't stand a chance against them."

A shiver ran down Usha's spine as she absorbed Nikol's words. The implications were staggering. "You mean... we can't defeat him?"

Nikol nodded solemnly. "Things are complicated, these new humans are more powerful than us, and they might have Jormungand, who can match my own power,"

Silence enveloped the group as the weight of their decision settled upon them. The battle still raged behind them, a stark reminder of the urgency they faced.

"We will need a plan," Usha finally spoke, her voice resolute. "We won't let their power consume us. We must find a way to eliminate this threat, no matter the cost."

Nikol's analytical mind whirred once again, brimming with newfound purpose. "Agreed, Usha. We'll strategize and find a way to neutralize this danger. Our survival depends on it."

And so, amidst the chaos and the looming threat, Nikol and Usha forged their resolve to protect the peace they discovered.

"What is Artemis doing now? She had been awfully silent," Nikol asked as he looked at Usha, who was wiping her sweat with a towel.

"Hmm~ goddess is helping us with babies, she looked so happy to do that, so we couldn't say no," Usha was glad she is enjoying herself, but no matter how she tried, none of the girls was able to look at her normally since she is the goddess that their generations worshipped and died for.

"Well let her be, I don't want to interfere with her," Nikol thought and thought about his next step and no matter how he tried, the only thing he had remaining to do was attack the hollow and destroy it and he was ready to do it as he knew the more time he waste, there is a danger of something bad happening.

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In the heart of the forsaken Dark Elf Queendom, Jormungand, a formidable serpent dragon of primal energy of the universe, had set his sights on a daring venture: to build a new civilization and forge a race of humans capable of unmatched strength.

Since his powers had been weakened by the attack Nikol and his girls did, he couldn't even keep his physical form without it crumbling.

The desolate ruins, once a symbol of dark elven supremacy, now echoed with the sound of his ambitious plans.

Jormungand, his scales shimmering in the dim light, stood atop a crumbling tower overseeing the bustling activity below trying to maintain his original form. His piercing eyes surveyed the new humans that he created from the monsters with the power, he had carefully selected for this endeavour, their bodies undergoing remarkable transformations under his influence. Enhanced muscles, heightened senses, and an unwavering determination marked the dawn of a new era.

And most of all what they gained that they didn't have was the intelligence and the power to think, which is the first thing they needed more than power.

Among the crowd, a young man named Alaric emerged his once ordinary features of a monster now infused with an otherworldly power. The individuals that showed great promise in their abilites quickly got names, as Jormungand wanted a method to identify them.

He approached Jormungand, his voice filled with reverence and curiosity. "Great One, how will we surpass our predecessors? How shall we fight and reclaim what has been lost? Is it possible for us to kill normal humans?"

Jormungand turned his gaze towards Alaric, a hint of a smile tugging at the corners of his snout. "Alaric, you are one of my chosen ones, we shall surpass the mightiest of warriors, for I have bestowed upon you the strength of the purest form of energy. You shall wield this power as your birthright and make my wish come true,"

As the words echoed in Alaric's ears, his heart swelled with a newfound sense of purpose and desire. "But, Great One, what of Nikol and the girls who attacked you? Will they not stand in our way?"

Jormungand's eyes gleamed with a mix of determination and vengeance. "Nikol, the one who dared to challenge me, shall face the consequences of his actions. I shall bring his creations to ruin, and the girls who stood by his side shall know the wrath of my flames. I will deal with Nikol, but I need all of you to be powerful enough to kill those girls and other apocalypse beings,"

Jormungand knew since his powers had been weakened soon the curse he places on Leviathan and Phoenix will break giving them the freedom of their body and when that happen he needed an army to stop them, and he knew with his power absorbed by these new humans, they are more than suitable for that job.

A murmur of anticipation spread among the humans, their hearts aflame with the desire for the blood. They had been transformed into mighty warriors, not only physically but also in spirit. Their eyes locked onto Jormungand, eager to fulfil their purpose and prove their worth to their creator.

And they had another dream, that is to become the real humanity by killing all the exisitng ones.

In a resolute tone, Alaric spoke, his voice tinged with defiance and determination. "Great One, we are ready. Teach us to fight. Mould us into a force that will strike fear into the hearts of our enemies. Together, we shall rebuild what was lost and ensure that your vengeance is fulfilled."

Jormungand's scales rustled as a gust of wind swept through the ruins, carrying with it the whispers of destiny. "Not me! I have been trying to summon someone that can teach you and soon it will happen, wait until then, soon I will do the summoning,"

Jormungand knew before the day comes he will have to recover as much as possible, so he won't suffer another defeat at Nikol's hands.

He knew he won't be able to fully recover his power since potion of it is already distributed among these monsters, but he knew he can recover energy that can match Nikol in power, after all in front of Jormungand, Nikol was like a newborn even though both of them were supposed to be the most powerful in terms of power.

And thus, under the watchful gaze of Jormungand, the humans embarked on their rigorous training.

The once abandoned Dark Elf Queendom became a crucible of determination and fortitude, its dilapidated halls echoing with the clashing of swords, the resounding roars of dragons, and the triumphant cries of warriors destined to reclaim what was rightfully theirs.

In the heart of this chaos, a new era was born—a saga of power, revenge, and the indomitable will of those who had chosen to stand against Nikol and on the other side Nikol, who was willing to stand against them even if it meant he will have to be unfair in his fights.