Divine Emperor of Death-Novel



Soft, warm light spilled into the room, casting a cozy atmosphere. A large bed took center stage, adorned with plush pillows and a purple, quilted cover made from extravagant materials, not to mention the silky red semi-transparent curtains that covered the naked beauties lying on the bed.

There was ample distance between them, and they had themselves covered in crimson-white bedsheets while resting their heads against a mound of pillows. They appeared to be sleeping, small breaths coming out of their shapely nose as they had their eyes closed.

However, one of them opened their eyes.

"Ah… I can't sleep with so many things going on outside… I'm worried…"

A crimson-robed woman sat up, the sheets falling off her as it revealed her sumptuous assets. There were three others on the bed with her. One of them turned to look at her and opened their eyes.

"Relax, Zestria… we aren't in any condition to move..."

Zestria turned to look at Fiora. Looking at the lazy smile on her face that seemed to be sapped of strength, she couldn't help but purse her lips.

"That's all in our mind…"

Zestria got out of the left end of the bed and tried to walk away.

"Ah~"

However, the moment she stood on her legs, they trembled crazily, causing her to turn limp.

"I said it..."

Fiora looked away, getting back to resting as she took a deep breath and made herself comfortable.

'Damn… I can't feel my legs… my energy also can't circulate properly...'

Zestria strugglingly propped herself up using the ledge of the bed. She climbed back to the bed, red-faced as she hit the bed, and went back to lying on it as she felt the enormous pull of comfort, causing her to feel more embarrassed.

However, she clenched her teeth.

"I still can't believe he just evicted us here and left like the wind… but that just goes to show how serious the situation was… I'm worried…"

"Even if we're worried, would that change anything? Get enough rest so that we can go help him sooner. If we cannot help him, then don't be a burden."

Fiora made it blunt, causing Zestria to turn to look at her and narrow her eyes.

"You'll pay for this…"

"Eeeh!~"

Fiora shot up in an instant as she jumped. Zestria was pinching her waist, causing her to flail like a fish that had been caught by the hand. But Fiora quickly flipped herself and pinned Zestria underneath her, clasping both her hands as she grinned at her.

"Nadia and Lereza are with him, so there's no need to worry. Or are you saying that third sis and fourth sis are useless?"

"I didn't say that~"

Zestria retorted, still red-faced as she felt Fiora's bosoms crush hers, although she turned to look at the purple-haired woman who was peacefully resting yet still had an enormous presence among them in various ways.

"Pipe down, little sisters. Even if we go there, we can't change anything as we're all drained by him."

From the other side of the bed rose another red-haired beauty. Her figure was exquisite, and her style was fantastic even while naked, but looking at her bosoms that had grown voluptuous just because it was filled with milk, their lips curled lightly while Fiora pressed on her own smaller ones, wondering when she would grow pregnant to get tits like that.

Nonetheless, both Fiora and Zestria couldn't help but agree with Shirley's words, as Davis indeed drained them.

Typically, dual cultivation was a process of give and take. Even if they were exhausted after the deed, they would still be fueled with energy, but this time around, they decided to give all their energy to him, leaving them completely drained.

As a result, Davis's cultivation grew more and more while they also gained a bit. However-

"But… isn't his cultivation also unstable? How can we leave him to go somewhere dangerous like that?"

Zestria still sounded worried, causing Shirley to sigh lightly.

"I'm not sure I understand, but that's what being a man is. He apparently gave his word to his sworn brother, so he went to die, abandoning us."

"Abandoning…? No… I don't think he-"

"Then what are you worried about?"

Shirley flipped her hair, appearing to stand up and float as she revealed her great figure, "He will not die. And I don't mean it because of Everlight. I literally mean he will not die. It's as simple as that."

Zestria pursed her lips as she heard Shirley's answer, appearing not to be convinced.

As much as she fell in love with her captor, somehow gaining a good life more than she dared to dream of at that point in time, she didn't want to let fate decide if her man would survive or not now. She loved him more than she thought she did and got to confirm it more than she wanted to in these two months. However, the elder sisters seemed to believe in him to a fault that could be said as blind faith, making her not know what to say.

No matter what, she didn't want to lose him. Just the thought of it was heartrending.

A ray of crimson light shone on Shirley's body as she floated before she was draped in nightwear, silky and semi-transparent, as it outlined her shapes and even accentuated her curves. Then, she quickly dropped onto the bed, her lips twitching as she fell forward and smashed her face into the sheet, showing her butt.

"You say that, but don't you want to hurriedly catch up with him and help him, sister… Shirley!?"

*Paah!~*

"Aah!~"

Shirley grabbed her butt as someone smacked it. Turning back, she saw Fiora silently cackle with a peal of wicked laughter, causing her face to turn red.

Indeed, she believed in Davis, but that didn't mean she would just wait and see. She at least tried to go out and pay attention to his moves, taking the first step to move but after conjuring her clothes, intending to get in the bath to at least clean herself first. However, she couldn't even move past the bed.

Even if she had gained a bit of energy, it seemed that she was too tired to even move, yet she couldn't understand how he was still able to move and even go try to fight someone in his half-assed state.

She couldn't help but turn teary-eyed.

"Ahh~"

Abruptly, Fiora fell on the bed, turning to look at Isabella, who got her leg and pulled. But before she could make a counterattack, Isabella was already on top of her like she pinned Zestria, her voluptuous bosoms practically towering over her.

"Don't bully Shirley. She's too cute for that~"

"…"

Fiora clenched her teeth as her face went red in shame. Those humongous tits of Isabella's looked like they could slap the shit out of her face and even bury her to death, causing her to fume mad.

"Take this!"

"Ah~"

Isabella went wide-eyed as she let out a strange moan. Her face turned crimson as she saw Fiora squeezing her bosoms hard with both her hands. However, the person herself was stunned as milk sprayed her on the face.

Indeed, Fiora was absolutely stunned as she momentarily forgot that these naturally huge jugs also held milk, as Isabella had given birth to Celestia. But at the next moment, she became teary-eyed, closing her eyes and letting go of Isabella's bosoms as she clenched her teeth.

"This is ridiculous…"

"…"

Isabella's expression turned awkward yet caring as she saw Fiora cry.

"It's okay… he would return without fail."

Fiora hid her face, tears overflowing through the crevices of her fingers, "That idiot husband…. Why would he go…? Just why would he go even after I begged him so much… Ahhh~"

Isabella hurriedly got off Fiora, wondering how to stop making her little sister stop crying as she turned to look at Shirley and Zestria, but the both of them were also at a loss, even slightly influenced as they became teary-eyed and emotional.

"That new physique of his… he created it after destroying his body many times… forty-seven times~ And even after he succeeded in the forty-eighth time, he crippled himself, trying again from the beginning..."

Fiora sniffled as she tried to stop crying, but the tears wouldn't stop.

"What? Is that true?"

Isabella's gaze flickered as she turned to look at Zestria. Shirley also looked at Zestria, appearing shocked.