Femdom Island

Chapter 239 Faithful and Deadly

Suddenly, Nikol's keen gaze fell upon a man who seemed to pose a threat. He was smiling as he knew this would be the turning point of this battle and he felt a little bit stupid for not using this technique earlier.

Without hesitation, he sidestepped swiftly, his body moving with grace and precision. As he did so, his hand brushed against one of the other enemies engaged in combat with his girls. In that momentary touch, a surge of energy passed through Nikol's fingertips, and the enemy vanished into thin air.

The remaining foes, taken aback by the sudden disappearance of their comrade, felt a shiver run down their spines. They could sense that something dangerous had transpired, something beyond their comprehension. Bewildered, they took a step back, fear etched across their faces.

Nikol's girls and all the other warrior girls, momentarily distracted by the mysterious event, turned to him, their eyes wide with curiosity and astonishment. "What just happened?" one of them whispered, her voice laced with awe.

Nikol's lips curled into a confident smile as he met their gaze. "I merely sent him away," he replied cryptically, his voice carrying a hint of intrigue. "A temporary departure to level the playing field."

Understanding dawned upon some of the girls, who already knew about his skills to teleport. A spark of realization flickered in their eyes as they grasped the truth. Nikol had teleported the weaker enemy away, removing the advantage they held in numbers. The remaining foes, sensing their vulnerability, began to hesitate, their confidence waning.

But he had to teleport everyone before he leaves this place because he couldn't leave anyone else to attack the other girls.

Usha, her voice laced with admiration, spoke up, her words filled with awe. "You truly possess incredible powers, Nikol. With each passing battle, your abilities continue to astound us."

Nikol nodded, his gaze steady and unwavering. "Hah~ I will blush if you say it like that,"

The girls, renewed with determination, smiled at each other, their spirits lifted by Nikol's words. They understood that with him by their side, their chances of victory were greater than ever before. The battle continued, but now, the tides had shifted, the enemies faltering in the face of Nikol's enigmatic abilities.

"..."

They stared at each other hoping their leader, the one who was fighting with Nikol would be able to tell the direction and give them the proper orders, and just like they expected, he had a proper reaction to this new tactic of Nikol.

As the enemies' fear of Nikol's touch grew, they became increasingly wary, their eyes darting nervously in his direction. Nikol, sensing their unease, decided to exploit their newfound caution. With each step he took, he calculated his movements, seeking an opportunity to touch another enemy and teleport them away.

The battle, once filled with clashes of steel and bloodshed, took an unexpected turn. Nikol's enemies, realizing the danger that lurked in his touch, adopted a more cautious approach. They dispersed, blending into the shadows and using the terrain to their advantage, transforming the battlefield into a treacherous game of hide and seek.

Nikol's girls and the other warrior girls adjusted their strategies accordingly, their senses heightened as they scoured the area, searching for any sign of their hidden adversaries. Whispers of movement echoed through the air, followed by the occasional flicker of a shadow, but Nikol's enemies proved to be elusive and sly.

Usha, her voice hushed with anticipation, whispered to Nikol, "This battle has turned into a dangerous game, Nikol. We must stay vigilant and trust in your abilities to outwit them."

Nikol nodded, his focus unwavering. "You're right, Usha. Our opponents may have chosen a stealthier approach, but that doesn't mean they can run away from me, stay vigilant,"

The air became heavy with tension as the battle continued. Nikol's enemies, realizing that their previous advantage in numbers was no longer as significant, resorted to cunning and calculated strikes. They struck swiftly from the shadows, testing the reflexes and resilience of Nikol and his girls.

"Caught you!" With his extraordinary powers and strategic mind, anticipated their moves. He managed to touch another enemy, sending them away in a flash of light.

The remaining foes, witnessing their comrade's sudden disappearance, grew even more cautious, their movements becoming more calculated and measured.

As the battle progressed, it transformed into a deadly dance, with Nikol and his girls, and their elusive enemies, engaged in a thrilling game of cat and mouse. Each step, each touch, held the potential to tip the scales of victory. Every shadow became a potential hiding place, and every noise sent their hearts racing.

The game of hide and seek continued, but Nikol felt they were getting too far away from the entrance and the thickness of the energy in the environment became more and more each second.

"They are taking us somewhere, should we stop here? It might get dangerous," Nikol questioned himself, as he didn't know whether the girls can take the energy of this forest head-on and remain conscious, but before they could even say no and turn back, Nikol saw a huge wall in front of him which was made out of wood.

Eva quickly halted with all the other dark elves and the people who participated in the journey of rescuing the dark elven queen, as this place looked a lot familiar to them.

Seeing the massive wooden wall standing before them, memories flooded their minds causing the familiarity of the place and the memories about the horrific hell they witness to send shivers down their spine.

"Nikol, this is... the Cursed Elves Queendom and their castle," she whispered, her voice filled with a mix of apprehension and caution. "We've stumbled upon the very heart of the formidable enemy."

Nikol furrowed his brow, contemplating their next move. The energy in the air grew thicker, pulsating with an unsettling aura. He could sense the latent danger that lurked within the walls, ready to ensnare anyone who dared venture deeper.

"Jormungand is inside," Nikol could easily feel the presence of the energy, even though it was a lot weaker than when he first met this nuisance.

Looking at his girls and the other brave souls who had accompanied them, Nikol made a swift decision. "We cannot proceed any further," he declared firmly, his tone resonating with authority. "The risks outweigh the rewards, and the perils of this place are not to be underestimated."

"They have already formed a civilization, if I had to fight Jormungand alone things would have been simple, but that's not the case anymore," Nikol assumed that the enemies that led them here must be normal warriors inside this castle, so he couldn't imagine these girls being able to beat up someone who is a higher level.

Even though he knew some deaths would be inevitable, deep inside he didn't want anyone to die including the lowest-ranked warrior girls, as all of them were mothers to his children.

"We must prioritize the safety of our loved ones," Nikol stated, his voice filled with determination. "Retreating now does not mean defeat. It means we are choosing to fight another day when we are better prepared."

The warrior girls exchanged glances, their expressions a mixture of concern and understanding. They knew that Nikol's decision was driven by a deep desire to safeguard their lives and the lives of their children. They respected him as their leader, but they also valued their own agency.

They didn't want to be the reason why Nikol is holding back against his enemies, instead, they want to be the reason why he is killing his enemies.

Elven leader, Zenda, stepped forward, her eyes filled with determination. "Nikol, we understand your concerns," she said, her voice steady. "But we are warriors. We have fought side by side with you and faced countless dangers. We are willing to risk our lives for this cause, just as you are."

He admired the unwavering spirit of these warrior girls, and their willingness to lay down their lives. He was about to teleport them and face Jormungand all alone. As usual, he was about to put his life in danger in order to save someone else life, but this time things didn't go as planned as the walls of the dark elf queendom suddenly started to crumble like they were made out of the sand.

As the walls of the dark elf queendom crumbled before their eyes, Nikol's heart skipped a beat. What he had anticipated as a fierce battle against Jormungand suddenly took a shocking turn. In the midst of the falling debris, an army emerged, a formidable force armed to the teeth, their eyes filled with malice.

They had eyes that looked like they were looking at their mortal enemy and Nikol understood why.

"All of them are new humans, this many of them," He said and looked at his girls.

Nikol's mind raced, assessing the situation. The sheer number of adversaries before him was overwhelming, and their weapons glinted with a deadly promise. But the true threat loomed above them all—the colossal form of Jormungand, a dragon of immense power, coiled upon the castle's roof, its eyes blazing with fury.

"Nikol, didn't I tell you that you will regret what you did and now it's time,'