Lewd Dungeon Master: This Orc Is Too Damn OP!-Chapter 288: Holy Ray

In waging war, human casualties naturally occur.

Then what suffers the most material damage? War supplies like weapons and armor? Or food?

In games, resource damage might be greatest, but I think it’s ’land’.

’Because it all gets torn up whenever there’s fighting.’

Can’t even describe earth polluted by corpses, and if fighting intensifies just a bit more, the land inevitably changes from before.

On this continent, land where heroes and monsters fought has such strong divine power residue that monsters suffer as if exposed to radiation when they go near.

’So it’s best to make battlefields places that aren’t our land.’

"Is that why you made a base here, Master?"

"Of course. Kimaris, have you ever fought with neighbors? Fought so intensely you splashed shit water at each other?"

"...No, nothing like that."

"Hehe. If we’re gonna splash shit water at each other anyway...shouldn’t I throw at someone else’s house first? Can’t let our house get dirty."

Even if you get covered in filth together, the enemy gets filth splashed not just on their body but their house too. The smell won’t come out more, and if not cleaned, it’ll keep staying.

"So naturally the battlefield should be Halphas’s dungeon. So the back-and-forth fighting doesn’t extend to our dungeon. Hehe."

Seizure Battles ultimately end when you take the dungeon master’s head, but in the process of going for that head, you inevitably have territorial fights over the portal.

"The standard is building bunkers in someone else’s front yard."

Building in our front yard for defense is shrinking yourself. Rather than sitting still anxiously about which route the enemy will attack through, it’s much better to proactively move out and attack the enemy.

"Oh my, they’re coming down."

Clop clop, clop clop.

Even after killing the Cursed Wyvern, refills continued. Pale Riders descending the stairs climbing to surface 2nd floor’s tower began hesitating in confusion at the makeshift fortress built in between.

"Hehe, even you guys would have trouble ramming into here, right?"

Simply making palisades means enemies could just ram their bodies. So you had to run electricity through fences or embed sharp thorns so they couldn’t easily touch them.

Tap tap.

I stood at the fortress’s front and pointed at the outer palisade. Though the smell was somewhat unpleasant, it was sufficient to prevent Pale Riders from attacking the fence.

Holy water.

Holy water blessed by Guinevere was sprinkled across the entire palisade. Naturally, it had outstanding effects against demons.

It could also affect defenders above the palisade, but human adventurers unaffected by divine power stood guard atop.

Grrr.

Ultimately, the only path Pale Riders could charge was the empty passage right in the fence’s center where I stood. I swung a newly supplied iron mace at the Pale Riders.

"Come in. Even guys who don’t drop magic stones, gotta farm experience points."

Kyaaaaaaah!!

Emitting screeches like screams, Pale Riders began charging. With width barely enough for two or three to pass, Pale Riders began charging in single file.

"Ah, but you know what? The one farming experience points isn’t me...."

Whoosh.

I turned my head slightly to the side. The silver arrow that flew right behind me scattered divine power and pierced all the Pale Riders.

"M-Master?!"

My ear stung slightly, but rather than bleeding, it just stung like static electricity. I hid the woman rushing toward me into my robes.

"...Not hurt. So don’t worry."

"Sorry. Still inexperienced...."

"You’re not a queen but a princess. Natural when newly learning hard-to-control power."

I stroked the High Elf Princess Lune’s ears, now snugly in my arms. She didn’t easily come from just fondling anymore.

Hmmmm.

A subtle light began swirling in Lune’s pupils. Evidence that Lune was beginning to use ’divine power,’ the power newly awakened upon becoming 4-star.

"Hehe. You’re really my treasure, treasure."

Thinking about it, it was natural. Dark elves awakened and used divine power upon becoming queens, so what reason would there be for High Elves following the standard tech tree not to use divine power? Especially a princess right before becoming queen.

’The divine power locked in her hymen began awakening.’

Dark Elf Queen Luna.

Priest Guinevere.

Orc Paladin Galahad.

And now our legion had two more beings using divine power.

High Elf Princess, Lune.

"You really changed a lot after becoming 4-star. Hehe."

"...It’s not just me who changed. Hehe."

Lune glanced behind. While doing so, she stepped back from me, and I opened both arms to greet the chaste dress-wearing red beauty appearing before me.

"Welcome. One who came wanting to offer virginity."

"...Can’t say anything from the start. Hey, I’m an angel right now, you know?"

"Aren’t you a fallen angel?"

"Hmph. Fine. ...."

The red-haired fallen angel ran to me and hugged me tightly. Though a bit awkward, I hugged the nameless subordinate who ran to me tightly and whispered.

"Good work fighting alone in the cocoon. I’ll gift a name to newly reborn you, Gremory."

"...Hmph, you’re being awfully grand about returning what I left with you temporarily."

The red-haired fallen angel Gremory closed her eyes at the red aura seeping toward her. I returned everything I’d been holding for Gremory.

Gremory’s name.

Qualification as Gremory’s dungeon master.

"Let’s see how well you changed?"

I reached my hand under Gremory’s dress and thrust inside. She wore black stockings inside, and I immediately thrust my hand toward her crotch.

"Well well, what’s this irritating thing on Gremory?"

"Hngh.... How can you thrust your finger right after reuniting...! Everyone’s watching!"

Maybe because she became a fallen angel’s body, but Gremory was far more embarrassed than before. The human adventurers above the fence, Death Knights, and Lune were all smiling lewdly at me and Gremory.

"Y-you guys, what are you staring at! Don’t you know everyone here belongs to my dungeon?!"

"Their dungeon master is reeking of lewdness, wouldn’t they get turned on?"

"Wh-what are you saying?!"

"Everyone but you had naked communion. Kehehe."

Because synthesis was happening in the cocoon, Gremory couldn’t attend the wild party held in the Chamber of Passion and Ras.

"Guys, you’ll have to give advice from the side when Gremory gets her virginity taken!"

"What?!?!"

"Hehehe. Look forward to it. I’ll treat you specially."

I pulled Gremory’s waist close and brought my face near.

"After this fight ends, I’ll take your virginity."

Stunned Gremory slightly opened her mouth and looked helpless.

"What’s that? A hint to kiss you? Then I should."

"No-mmph?!"

I grabbed Gremory and passionately explored her lips as if reunited lovers.

"Kyaaaah!!"

"Ah...should I have asked for that too?"

"They said getting pounded by the Legion Commander feels so good.... Tch."

Who was it? Who made that vulgar remark?

I glanced at an adventurer woman with my eyes, then continued kissing Gremory. Partly because I was glad to see Gremory, but simultaneously it was provocation toward the enemy.

’Couple PDA is the ultimate provocation.’

I ravished Gremory until the next Pale Riders descended from the ceiling.

"Slurp, phew. Hehe, our piggy gained some weight? But not against me."

Sluuuuuuurp.

...As expected, she kissed well.

[Gremory: ★★★★☆]

Level: 75 / 90

Species: Fallen Angel

Age: 243

Gender: Female

Grade: R++

Birth: Gremory’s Dungeon

Affiliation: Grimfang Shek’s Dungeon

Occupation: Fallen Angel

***

"What are they...?"

The blonde woman was dumbfounded at the newly appeared red-haired fallen angel. Setting aside the High Elf using divine power, the woman had no choice but to be shocked at the ’title’ that called the red-haired angel.

Gremory.

The orc called the red-haired fallen angel ’Gremory.’ Granted Gremory’s name.

’The Legion Commander is that thing...?’

The orc rampaging like crazy in front was the opposing force’s leader and Legion Commander of Wrath. Circumstances indicated so. If not serious, how could he freely grant a rank 56 dungeon master’s name?

’For real?’

The Legion Commander personally stands at the frontlines leading subordinates? Completely different tendencies from the Legion Commanders of Pride she’d seen bouncing around until now.

’Not bad if you take away the belly.’

The woman had already lost interest in Halphas.

"Crazy bastards."

Sluuuurp, slurp, sluuurp, lick, slurp.

At the fallen angel and orc’s passionate kiss, the woman trembled to her fingertips. The act of mixing flesh and blood without caring about surroundings shocked the woman.

"Such perverts...."

Even their conversation was utterly vulgar. Not enough to check if virginity exists, if a bed was laid out, they’d move to the act right in front of others watching.

’Can’t happen.’

The woman intuited. No one had carelessly touched her as the seal yet, but that crazy orc was highly likely to touch her regardless of the seal being Solomon’s daughter or whatever.

’I’ll get violated.’

All around the orc were only women. The woman intuited. The orc truly devoured Andras either sexually or as food. He threatened to have her fucked by humans, but maybe she’s already suffering humiliation being fucked by humans.

’I could be captured by orcs and gang raped.’

The woman’s stomach began churning. The seal engraved on her lower abdomen began scattering golden light matching her hair.

"Hiik?!"

If discovered, she’d be raped. The woman hastily grabbed magic stones in her floor.

"Bl-block them---!!"

The woman sincerely prayed for victory for the Legion of Pride, Halphas’s dungeon, for the first time.

To protect her chastity.

***

"Shax said Pride’s seal is so hot."

"Wow. You say that right after meeting me?"

"What’s it matter? We’ll have a sticky round after claiming the seal."

"Just one round?"

"Hehe, you wait and see. I’ll absolutely destroy you."

"Master, the ceiling’s getting weird."

While joking around, the ceiling began seething. Not just Pale Riders from the sky, but black skeletons, lizardmen wielding flame whips, orcs and goblins, cockatrices began appearing one by one.

Total offensive.

All enemies we’d fought until now were before our eyes. Filling the stairs climbing upstairs densely while descending, they emanated murderous intent toward us with fierce eyes.

"Oh, some familiar faces too."

I waved happily at two people at the vanguard.

Pale Rider, Furcas.

And ’former’ Amy who lost her name to me.

If Shax had died too, Shax would be standing there.

"The dead revived with magic stones and reappeared. Kehe, amazing. Magic stones are rotting away?"

"What will you do?"

"Obviously kill them all and scrape up magic stones."

If Halphas’s legion has that much magic stone reserves, taking them is only natural. But unfortunately, magic stones kept being used to resurrect guys like Pale Riders.

Same as loot decreasing. So after overcoming this total offensive, we had to quickly climb the tower.

’Stop them from using magic stones for resurrection anymore.’

Halphas.

Or Pride’s seal—[Lucifer].

[It’s big sister. Master, please show mercy.]

"Sure."

How could I refuse Shaitan’s request? Not that I particularly need to collect seals, but can’t kill her either.

"Name looks like she’s good at fellatio, so I’ll have her give fellatio once then hand her to you."

[Thank you. Hehe.]

...Once caught, Shaitan will train her and offer her to me. To do that, I first had to sweep away those numerous demon hordes.

"Gremory, show your newly reborn power!"

"...Good grief."

Gremory gathered mana in her hand and extended it forward. Being from witch origins and an elementalist, she hadn’t lost magic itself.

"...Put in some divine power, roast them. Here I go. [Holy Ray]."

Gremory threw a mana orb high in the sky. The sphere sparkling like a mirror ball began shooting red and silver mixed lasers at enemies.

"As expected, an angel body is good."

Putting Gremory into fallen angel Valac’s body was truly a stroke of genius, wasn’t it? I cheered at monsters swept away in one blow.

Virgin Gremory’s power was tremendous.

...No, the fallen angel’s.