In the south-

Inside a Goblin Mega Tribe-

Fruld, the new Hero of Pliarm, Goblin God of Violence, Leadership, Might, and Brutality. As his domains implied, he was a brutal dictator and tyrant who ruled with an iron fist over his peers.

This giant goblin, a 2.4m tall lump of green muscle that made even orcs look like runts, rested on his throne, his hand on his Divine Relic, <Punisher>, a massive spiked club that looked like a mass of black metal, as he looked in disgust and contempt at his scaly visitor.

"Snake scum, I tolerated your presence. Now tell me, what is it that you want? If you don't satisfy me, I will club you to death." Fruld, the legendary Hero, said in goblin tongue while rapping his fingers on <Punisher>'s handle.

If his subordinates saw this, they would know that someone was about to get squashed to death. Fruld was not known for being merciful or patient.

However, the visitor who came was no pushover, as he, too, was a Legendary Hero, the Hero of Ludiron, Lesser Evil God of assassins, knives, disguises, and snakes, Truxl.

Truxl was not a human, but a snake lizardman, a humanoid snake with arms and legs. His scales were black as night, and his head was like a viper. His claws were sharp enough to rip through steel, and his two hollow, venomous fangs could inject or shoot venom potent enough to kill other legendary figures.

Truxl's serpentine eyes were cold and unfeeling, a perfect killing weapon. And while as petty as his god, he didn't care about what Fruld said. Verbal insults meant nothing to him, especially from a dirty, rape-compulsive, stupid, ugly goblin! And besides, he had other plans for this angsty goblin.

"Great Fruld, mighty Hero of Pliarm, I bring news that would greatly interest—"

"Cut the crap, snake. Tell me your piece in a sentence, or I squash yah to death."

Fruld cut the snake's words, growing impatient. Truxl narrowed his eyes slightly but didn't add any more flowery zest, merely saying his piece.

"The Hero of Qhiion is in Osnines," Truxl summarized.

Fruld raised an eyebrow, a sharp gleam in his yellow eyes, wearing a toothy grin as he stopped rapping his fingers.

"You got my attention, snake."

"Stupid goblin. Finally got your attention. I hope you die together with Qhiion's Hero!" Truxl thought and summarized the outdated and surface information he knew about Rilden, Osnines, Steorus, and Tulens. He also added some embellishments to make it sound more interesting to the brutish, warmongering goblin Hero.

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Day 43:

Rilden woke up in his palace room, a crimson-haired beauty peacefully sleeping beside him.

Looking at her tired look, Rilden smugly smiled.

"Finally, I bested a woman in bed. While Elarose pretends we have a draw, she has more stamina than I." Rilden thought.

And then, Rilden checked his <Daily Prophet>.

 

[There is an Atrivia's Love forming in—]

[There is an Atrivia's Love forming in—]

[+7 Good Luck! Another Atrivia's Love would luckily form nearby in—]

[Your upcoming wedding in 11 days will be your chance to get some aid from your fellow human forces! The princelings of the Erebium Empire and the Kaladin Coalition will arrive at your wedding, and if you give them appropriate gifts, it will earn their friendship and willingness to help. The magical technology from the lost civilization is the perfect gift for the Empire, while the Kaladin Coalition can be gifted 5 Atrivia's Love crystals. Emperor Benedict will send a battalion of his new Magic Musketeers as a live field test. On the other hand, the Kaladin Coalition will send an elite winter berserker battalion.]

[The wedding is also a chance to help change Qhiion's religious dogma! However, even if you give the Empire and the Coalition another 5 Atrivia's Love each and marry two female Heroes, they will refuse to spread Qhiion's new dogma if it is unacceptable. Luckily, Astrid has been communicating with Qhiion during this time and got a general outline of what the ancient war god had in mind and partially made a new dogma. Supporting her ideas will form the foundation for Qhiion's metamorphosis.]

 

Rilden couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. It wasn't about paying the Empire and Coalition to get troops, but rather the part about spreading Qhiion's new dogma. Or rather, Astrid creating it.

"Seems like she was busy during this time." Rilden thought.

Turning to the sleeping beauty, Rilden kissed her forehead, making her slowly wake up.

"Mmm... Good morning, dear..." Astrid languidly smiled.

"Good morning, honey." Rilden smiled back and kissed her seductive lips.

After some kissing and snuggling, Rilden told her about his prophecy.

"Make Qhiion a new dogma? I did have some ideas about it after communicating with Qhiion." Astrid said while drawing circles on Rilden's chest.

"What did you have in mind?" Rilden asked.

"Qhiion communicated to me his requirements to change his four domains into compatible domains that don't contradict the current human pantheon, both new and old, and accepted by most of humanity. After more research and communication, I found suitable replacements that I think can work." Astrid said.

"Oh? What are they?" Rilden curiously asked.

"Of Qhiion's four domains, his Marching Domain is most suitable with the Hope Domain, as they both hold the core meaning of finding humanity a path to a brighter future. The Slaughter Domain can be replaced with the Destruction Domain, as it represents Qhiion's targeted wrath toward the foes of humanity while giving it a more neutral tone. The Violence Domain can be replaced with the Warrior Domain, as Qhiion focuses on the discipline and mastery of the warrior way. The most challenging to replace was the Pillaging Domain, but after some meticulous thought, Qhiion and I think the Sovereignty Domain is the most suitable, as it represents the sovereignty of humanity." Astrid said.

"Hah... That's pretty good!" Rilden widened his eyes in pleasant surprise. 

As an ex-commoner, he could see himself not hating such a god, or even worshipping him if he went to war.

"I am glad you like it." Astrid gently smiled, feeling relieved.

"Do you think you can create the new dogma by the time of our wedding?" Rilden asked, surprising Astrid.

"I... You want to entrust something so important to me?" Astrid blinked, feeling surprised and flattered.

"I don't think anyone else is more suitable than you. I believe in you." Rilden smiled.

"Thank you, my Hero. I will do my best." Astrid gently smiled.

 

And so, five more days flashed by.

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In a hellish realm of war, with rivers of blood flowing and warriors endlessly killing one another-

On a tall mountain, a red-haired, bearded, scarred man with a perfect build, wearing violet-colored armor that witnessed many battles, sat on a throne of smelted divine weapons and armor from defeated foes throughout documented and undocumented history, the <Throne of the Godslayer>.

While playing with the <Conquerer's Helm> that Rilden threw away, Qhiion looked at a projection that one of his fellow ancient gods sent him, Jurgan, the ancient god of the Wilderness, Beasts, Mountains, and Forests.

"Old bloody, what happened to your hair? Why is there a golden streak in it? Did you try changing your domain?" Jurgan frowned and asked.

He was a bearded, rugged, green-haired bear of a man, wearing a helmet with elk antlers on his head and the pelt of a bear on his bare chest. He had some claw scars here and there, necklaces and ornaments made from claws and teeth, as if trophies from fighting beasts.

"Times change, and I too must change with them," Qhiion replied.

"Are you chasing that dream of yours now? Is that why you chose that pup?" Jurgan questioned.

"Too many questions for someone as blunt as a mountain wall like you, old woolly." Qhiion shook his head, refusing to comment.

"I wouldn't have asked about it if I weren't so damn interested in taking that kid as my own. Wouldn't you reconsider renouncing your Hero Blessing on him and let me claim him?" Jurgan frowned and asked.

"The answer, like all other times, is no. You should know how stubborn I am, old woolly." Qhiion looked at Jurgan in the eyes and said.

"Then you should know how much I love my wife. I wouldn't be so courteous if it weren't you, old bloody." Jurgan said with a grimace.

"By the Creator, you make it sound like I am cucking you. It's just a pair of Heroes in the mortal world. How long would they live? A few centuries? It is barely a blip on your long existence and doesn't affect you." Qhiion exasperatedly rolled his eyes.

Jurgan frowned even more before turning his eyes to the ground. Qhiion also lowered his eyes, seeing his Hero praying to Jurgan with Audfrey, attempting to bless her with a Holy Body.

"Last chance, old bloody. If you don't comply, your pup will die." Jurgan threatened.

"I am unafraid of your threats, old woolly. And I have a feeling that kid would live. I am more concerned that you will throw another tantrum." Qhiion sneered.

"I am not so lowly as to do that. If the pup survives the trial, I will compensate him accordingly." Jurgan growled.

"I will hold you on that," Qhiion replied as he witnessed the scene.

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Day 48:

Bildsfell-

Jurgan's Temple-

"Jurgan, Great God of the Wilderness, bless my wife with your wild spirit!"

"Jurgan, Great God of the Beasts, bless my wife to be as ferocious as the divine catamounts!"

"Jurgan, Great God of the Mountains, bless my wife to be as tenacious as the mountains!"

"Jurgan, Great God of the Forests, bless my wife to be as healthy as the forest!"

Rilden loudly prayed, making Audfrey, who was silently praying, feel awkward.

"My mate... You don't need to say it that loudly..." Audfrey warily said.

"For what I am about to do, it is necessary." Rilden smiled, got up, and placed 4 Atrivia's Love on the altar.

"W-What?!" Audfrey suddenly widened her eyes.

Before she could react, the statue of Jurgan suddenly radiated power, hurriedly taking the crystals with a ray of green light before shining it upon Audfrey.

Hum*

"A-AH!!!" Audfrey screamed as she was baptized by divine wildness.

At the same time, another ray of light shone on Rilden. He foresaw it happening with <Precognition>, but it was impossible to dodge. Moments later, Rilden found himself in a large arena with a forest theme.

"Is this Jurgan's Trial Space?" Rilden warily looked around.

Except for trees and mountains, the place was bereft of life. It was apparent there was no life inside.

Soon, Rilden received a message.

[You have initiated a Mating Trial with Jurgan's Hero, Audfrey. Your Magic Power is blocked, and Audfrey shall forget about you during the trial and think you are challenging her to become her mate.]

[Your goal: Somehow make Audfrey recognize you as her mate.]

[Rewards: Audfrey as your mate. A blessing from Jurgan.]

[Penalty for failure: Death.]

"So petty..." Rilden's lips twitched, knowing Jurgan did this out of pointless jealousy.

He then looked at Audfrey, whose baptism was over.

Audfrey's hair wildly lengthened, turning leaf-green. Her eyes had heterochromia of emerald and agate. Her ears turned feline, and a green tail extended from her rear. She also grew a curved horn on her forehead, as if made from green jade, and green strip tattoos covered her body.

Her now-feline, berserk eyes stared at Rilden, her teeth turning long and jagged, and her fingers growing claws. As if finding her clothes uncomfortable, she tore them off with one light swipe, her clothes turning into stripes, leaving her in her underwear.

"ROAROAROAR!!!" Audfrey let out a primal roar, creating a massive soundwave that made it difficult for Rilden to breathe.

"So strong! How the fuck do you expect me to beat that at full power?!" Rilden retorted, wanting to curse Jurgan then and there.

He then saw Audfrey drop on all fours, as if she were a prowling tiger.

"F-Fuck! Please work..." Rilden prayed.

The next moment, he only saw a blur, Audfrey's ridiculous speed surpassing his ability to see.

"<Precognition> Didn't trigger?!" Rilden widened his eyes in horror as he was suddenly pushed to the ground.

"Oof!" The air escaped Rilden's lungs as his back hit the ground, pinned by the werecat.

"Grr..." Audfrey growled, looking at Rilden with predatory eyes.

"FUCK! Am I going to be eaten!? Fuck you, <Daily Prophet>! You killed me!" Rilden almost pissed himself and closed his eyes, giving up resistance.

Audfrey's open mouth reached for Rilden's neck.

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"Is that all that pup you chose got, old bloody? Pathetic. He must be your weakest Hero to date!" Jurgan sneered at Qhiion, seeing Rilden's cowardice.

"I didn't choose him for his strength, old woolly. And besides, he didn't lose." Qhiion continued staring, a strange smile on his lips.

"Hah? What are you talking about-..."

Jurgan suddenly stopped talking, his smirk gone, his eyes bulging as he saw a scene he didn't expect before him.

"What's wrong, old woolly? Too shocked for words?" Qhiion cunningly asked.

Jurgan remained silent before sighing.

"You win."

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Sniff* Sniff*

Sniff* Sniff*

"Hah?" Rilden felt that the werecat above him was sniffing his neck.

And then-

"Lick*"

A rough tongue licked his neck, sending a shiver down his spine.

"Is she tasting me before dinner?!" Rilden was even more scared, almost pissing himself.

But contrary to this, he suddenly felt Audfrey rubbing her cheek against him.

"Purr* Purr*" He heard a purring sound escape Audfrey's lips.

Although not a cat person, Rilden knew cats purred as a sign of affection.

Carefully opening his eyes, Rilden looked to his right, seeing the werecat rubbing herself against him. Her hands loosened from his wrists, and her tail raised in a welcoming gesture.

"It... it worked? It worked!" Rilden's eyes lit up.

 

Audfrey's Comprehension: 7.

 

Immediately after, Rilden received a message.

 

[Audfrey recognizes you as her mate. The first part of your trial is complete. Rewards: Audfrey is now your mate. A blessing from Jurgan.]

 

Hum*

Suddenly, a ray of green light shone on Rilden as he felt some of his tiredness leave him and felt more energetic. Or rather, it mostly focused on his junior!

 

[All your injuries have healed.]

[You have received Jurgan's Blessing: <Alpha's Untamable Vigor>]

[<Alpha's Untamable Vigor>: You have the unbeatable, wild, sexual vigor of a dominant Alpha Male. Not only is your sexual prowess and virility significantly enhanced, but your attraction to the opposite sex, especially those of a beast-type nature, is greatly improved. You can also cross-breed with human-form beasts and beast-type demihumans.]

 

"H-Hey... Isn't that like what Atrivia gave me?!" Rilden had a strange look.

And the next moment, something else happened. The two blessings fused!

 

[Your blessing, <Gifted Breeding Stallion>, has merged with <Alpha's Untamable Vigor>. You gained the joint blessing of Atrivia and Jurgan, <Divine Breeder>.]

[<Divine Breeder>: After receiving the recognition and blessing of the human mother and father of nature, you became a Sanctified Male Divine Breeder! It combines the effects of <Gifted Breeding Stallion> and <Alpha's Untamable Vigor>. Additionally, you can breed with divine entities, you gain limited immunity to all harmful effects, and your attraction to all viable females is greatly improved.]

 

"Okay... I have no idea what this will do..." Rilden warily muttered.

But the next moment, Rilden stopped thinking about it as he received a second message.

 

[The second part of the trial has begun. Audfrey will now be overcome with estrus. Atrivia and Jurgan despise men who don't even try to satisfy their women. Be an alpha and claim your prize. You earned it.]

[Goal: Sexually Satisfy Audfrey.]

[Reward: Leaving with your new mate.]

[Penalty for refusing: You will lose <Divine Breeder>, and the word "BETA" will be etched on your forehead forever.]

 

"That's brutal... But I respect that. Only a beta wouldn't satisfy his women." Rilden thought.

Suddenly, he felt a damp wetness on his leg as Audfrey began rubbing herself against him.

"Mew* Mew* Purr*..." Audfrey hotly mewed and purred in his ear, her body heating up.

"Let's handle this first..." Rilden thought and got busy.