Monster Harem In The Tower-Chapter 257: Mommy’a Breeding Cordinates

The room stayed silent for a few seconds after Nathan stood up. David, who had been frozen like a statue, finally opened his mouth; his voice came out rough and hoarse.

"If this Tower is just... a training ground," he said quietly, "then what about those portals that keep opening on Earth? The monsters pouring out and slaughtering entire cities... is that part of the ’training’ too?"

Nathan turned his head, his gaze cold but not cruel.

"That’s no longer training. That’s the failed final exam."

Fiona’s head snapped up. "What do you mean?"

Nathan drew a deep breath, then spoke in a tone that raised every hair on their necks—not because it was loud, but because it was far too calm.

"Our enemy is called Learth. They’re not from another planet. They’re from another dimension entirely. The interdimensional war has been going on for thousands of years, and Earth... we got completely crushed in the previous round. The Guardian of Earth built this Tower as a last-ditch effort to find ’Commanders’ strong enough to overturn the outcome of that war."

David swallowed hard. "So those portals..."

"They’re Learth’s opening salvos. Warm-up attacks."

Validia stayed quiet in the corner, pretending to be shocked even though Nathan had already told her everything. Her eyes occasionally flicked to him, like she was waiting for the next bomb to drop.

David rose from his chair, hands trembling. "Then what’s the solution? Are we just supposed to sit here and wait to die?"

Nathan gave a thin smirk—one that scared people precisely because it was too confident.

"On the next expedition, I’m coming with you."

Fiona stared at him instantly. "You mean... you’ll help us climb all the way to which floor?"

"All the way to Floor 99. Full clear. I’ll drag every single one of you—those who are still breathing—straight to the top."

David frowned. "Everyone? For real?"

Nathan shook his head slowly.

"I’m not handing out free rides. You’ll still have to fight. You’ll still have to get stronger on your own. I’m only clearing the path—the rest is up to you. And let’s be honest," his eyes narrowed, "not everyone’s going to make it. From Floor 80 upward... it’s no joke. The weak will die. The scared will die. Anyone who isn’t crazy enough will die too."

The temperature in the room seemed to drop a few degrees.

Nathan stepped closer to David, lowering his voice to a dangerous whisper.

"But whoever does reach Floor 99... they’ll become a Commander. Just like me. The Tower system will grant them the exact same privileges: access to the Guardian, access to sealed S-Rank skills, access to... everything."

David stared at Nathan for a long time, breathing heavily.

"So... this is humanity’s last chance to turn the tables?"

Nathan nodded once.

"Yeah. And I’m not offering it twice. Join or don’t—it’s your call. But once you’re in, there’s no way out."

Fiona lowered her head, fists clenched on the table. David stared at the floor, thoughts racing behind his eyes.

Deep inside the dark heart of the Tower, Lilith was still glued to the monitor, her fingertips gently stroking Nathan’s face on the screen. Tears rolled down her cheeks—not from sadness, but from a sick kind of joy.

"Yes, baby... bring them all to me... bring them into Mommy’s arms..." she rasped, voice thick and dripping with lust. "Let Mommy see who’s worthy of joining our little family... and who’s only good enough to fertilize the ground."

Nathan had no idea that high above him, his "mother" was furiously fingering herself with a deranged smile, fantasizing about him marching in with hundreds of fresh souls for her to sort through.

He simply stood in the center of the room, waiting for David’s answer.

And time itself seemed to hold its breath.

David drew a long breath, then lifted his head. His eyes, which had been restless moments ago, now turned sharp—like a man who’d just decided to gamble his life.

"...Alright," he said quietly but firmly. "I’m in."

The suffocating tension in the room instantly eased a fraction. Fiona, who had been staring at the floor the whole time, snapped her head up—her face a wild mix of fear and excitement.

"Can... can I come too?" she asked quickly, voice trembling a little. "I’m not as strong as you guys, but I can support, heal, buff... I don’t want to just wait down here doing nothing!"

David looked at her for a second, then nodded without hesitation.

"Yeah, you’re coming. I’ll talk to Ulrich myself."

Fiona’s eyes widened. "You’re serious? Ulrich is gonna lose his shit. He hates it when anyone ’borrows’ guild assets—especially to you, Nathan..."

David flashed a thin smirk—one that rarely ever appeared on his usually dead-serious face.

"Let me handle it. If he says no, I’ll make him say yes. My way."

Nathan just leaned against the wall with a crooked grin, arms folded across his chest. He didn’t say a word, but his eyes clearly said: "Good. Finally someone with some balls."

Deep within the Tower, Lilith lay sprawled across her command throne, the seat now drenched and glistening with her own fluids. Her breathing slowly steadied, yet her eyes remained glassy, brimming with delirious, blissful madness. That flawless body of hers still quivered every few seconds, aftershocks from an orgasm far too intense.

She languidly licked the last traces of herself from her long, black-nailed fingers, then let out a soft laugh, sweet and horrifying all at once.

"Enough for today," she murmured, rising to her feet. The sheer black gown slipped from her shoulders immediately, letting her enormous breasts bounce heavily with every step.

In the blink of an eye, her body vanished from the control room, teleporting outside the Tower for the first time in centuries.

The place she chose: a remote, hidden island in the middle of the Pacific Ocean that not even human satellites had ever detected. The island was... wrong. Eternal fog shrouded it, gravity pulled a little harder, and the air was thick with savage pheromones. At its center stretched a vast plain of black grass, ringed by jagged cliffs that formed a colossal natural arena.

Lilith landed barefoot in the middle of it, her gown fluttering in a hot wind that came from nowhere.

She inhaled deeply, then brought both hands up, squeezing her massive, heavy tits so hard her nipples tried to spurt barren milk, pure exquisite pain with not a single drop escaping.

"Fuuuh... this place is perfect," she sighed, twisting her own nipples while her body arched in pleasure. "A beautiful arena for my son and daughters to fuck each other senseless."

She laughed, the sound echoing until flocks of pitch-black birds that didn’t exist in the human world scattered in terror.

A system panel flickered into existence before her.

[Ding!]

[Location selected. It is recommended you begin notifying The First Commander and the Monster Girls.]