Champion Of Lust: Gods Conquer's Harem Paradise!

Chapter 346 RUIN—The Sealed Force**

PAH! PAH! PAH! PAH! PAH!

"Ohhh... Yes, yes, yes... Haaaahh... That's the spot!"

*Slap.*

"Oh yeah... Slap my witchy ass harder... Oh, you're hitting the spot—haaah, hah, hah, I can't... Oh... I'm cumming~~~"

"Yes, cum for Daddy, let it all out..."

Such were the sounds echoing through the living room of the dignified Dragon Empire Duchess's estate as her son fucked a witch from behind—both completely naked. Meanwhile, the said duchess lay in her bedroom, utterly spent after the same dragon had ravaged her until exhaustion claimed her.

Pyris held Zara firmly, one hand wrapped around her waist, pulling her into each punishing thrust.

His hips crashed against her, his cock mining whatever divine nectar was hidden deep within the milf witch's cave. At the entrance of that same cave, his other hand played with her clit, driving Zara wild with overstimulation.

This was their third position of the night—and definitely not the last—provided, she could take more. Still, it marked the fourth time she had climaxed while the Lust Dragon had yet to even empty his first load.

PAH! SLAAAAPPP!

"Cum for me~"

"Haaaaahhhhhhh... I can't anymore," she whimpered, her body shuddering violently before going limp as she passed out.

Pyris sighed. Would there ever be someone who could truly quench this insatiable lust of his?

Still, his women were not mere tools for pleasure. Since she was exhausted, he would let her rest.

With one final thrust, he spilled his release deep inside her before pulling out. His cock glistened in the living room light, coated in the evidence of their connection. What a sight. Unfortunately, there was no one here to admire it.

Fully naked, the epitome of lust scooped Zara into his arms and carried her to the bedroom. She would be lucky if she could move properly tomorrow... Unless—oh, right. She was a witch. Hiding her soreness wouldn't be a problem for her.

"Still, she's strong for being able to take so much of my full size without begging me to hold back," Pyris chuckled to himself. Though she hadn't taken all of him, she was the first to take this much.

"Tonight was the best since my reincarnation. I should have more nights like this!"

After tucking Zara into bed, he wrapped himself in a layer of mana and quietly moved through the estate, checking on everyone to make sure they were sleeping well.

The last room he visited was Elsa's. The sweet doll was curled up in bed, looking utterly peaceful. Pyris couldn't help but smile. A deep, protective desire raged within him for everyone in this home, and he welcomed it.

He was a family man—albeit a lustful one.

"Really, I just had to ruin such a virtuous statement by adding lust into it..." he muttered, amused. Leaning down, he kissed Elsa's forehead, he left Elsa's bedroom.

It was time for a long-overdue awakening.

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There were elements he had awakened—powers so potent he hadn't even told his family about them. Lia had once asked if he planned to reveal them, but he had refused. Some things were better left unsaid.

Void had been one of them. At first, he had kept it hidden, testing its depths in secret, practicing with Song before finally revealing it. But there was one element he had never spoken of, never dared to use openly.

Ruin.

He sat cross-legged in the center of the vast training hall, his eyes shut, his breathing deep and steady. The air around him was still, unnaturally quiet, as if the entire room was holding its breath.

His thoughts drifted.

Void had been a big deal when he first awakened it—an element feared across realms, an ability that made even immortals and gods nervous. He had practiced it, tested its limits, and eventually revealed it to his family. But...

Ruin.

Just thinking about it sent a chill down his spine.

Void was terrifying, sure. It could erase things from existence—memories, objects, even living beings. But in the end, Void was still part of the grand design. It operated under the laws of reality. If someone strong enough—say, an ancient god with control over time and destiny—wanted to undo what Void had erased, they could. It wouldn't be easy, but it was possible. Fate had loopholes.

It required a lot that they would be want to avoid it at all costs, and that depends on how used the Void.

But Ruin? Ruin didn't play by the rules.

Where Void erased, Ruin unraveled.

Where Void left nothing, Ruin left less than nothing.

It didn't just remove things—it erased the very idea of them. If Pyris used Ruin on something, not even time itself could bring it back. No god, no immortal, no cosmic force could reverse what was fundamentally unmade unlike Void. It was destruction on a level that defied existence itself that it was believed even to be capable of undoing the Void too!

His fingers curled slightly, and the air around him shifted. Something unseen rippled through the training hall, like a phantom tremor in reality. The walls groaned, the light overhead flickered, and the very space around him felt wrong.

Ruin wasn't just about breaking things. It was about corrupting them—unraveling them at their core. Matter? Energy? Time? Concepts? It didn't matter. If Void was a black hole, consuming all in its path, then Ruin was a virus, infecting reality itself, making it self-destruct from within.

The sheer weight of that power pressed against his skin, humming beneath his fingertips like an untamed beast waiting to be unleashed. It was unlike anything he had ever used before. Even the Void felt tame in comparison.

He exhaled slowly.

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Ruin wasn't an element to be wielded carelessly. This wasn't some flashy combat technique or a power meant for simple destruction. This was pure entropy, an unstoppable force that didn't just end things—it erased their possibility of ever existing again.

And for the first time in a long while… Pyris wondered if even he should be using it—if he could even control it!

[Ding! Does the host wish to awaken the sealed element—Ruin?!]

The system's voice echoed in his mind, cold and absolute. Pyris exhaled slowly, his fingers flexing against his knees.

There were two things he'd made a firm decision about a long time ago.

One—never using his monthly opportunity to speak with the Goddess. Others would have killed for a chance like that, but Pyris had resisted. He wasn't dumb. Accumulating those chances meant something bigger in the long run. The temptation was always there, gnawing at the edges of his will, but he refused to give in. Maybe, just maybe, the Goddess herself was somewhere, gnashing her teeth, frustrated and uneasy about what exactly he was planning.

The second? Ruin.

Pyris clenched his fists.

It was time.

BOOOOOOOMMM!