Perverted Otherworlder 199 Four Horsewomen

The victim immediately got up and pat the dust on his shoulder. Despite the gruesome attack, his figure appeared to be fine even when there was a hole in his left chest. Though the size of it was not large, it almost scratched his beating heart.

"Tch!" Jugen spat out his saliva.

He noticed in the split second the arrow was about to hit his most vital point, Zeth managed to slightly spun his body.

Zeth smiled as with a flick of his finger, a pill came out from his spatial ring. He immediately threw the pill to his mouth before he gulped it down. Rejuvenating mana soon encompassed his body as the wound slowly healed.
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"Ready for round two?"

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Inside the kingdom, the street had been emptied as the recent explosion and loud noise of wailing soldiers were heard.

Through this empty street, the sound of multiple horses' hooves hitting the paving was heard. The riders were gallant as they walked through the road with ease. Nervous was a word that's not in their vocabulary.

Inside one of the nearby houses, a little boy took a peak as his curiosity took a hold on him. Through the shabby curtains, his eyes opened up as awe was planted on his face. "B-beautiful..."

The furthest rider on the back was a beautiful mature woman that could entice a man with her eyes alone. Combined with her foxy ears, she was a definitive beauty that even heaven and hell would fight over.

Slightly in front of her, the rider was another worldly beauty. She always put a smile on her face as she held an ax in her hand over her shoulder. She was ready in gear, as she ditched the usually polite clothing the fox lady suggested and returned to her old bikini armor.

These two were dubbed the strongest inside the eternal labyrinth, Labyrinth of Simak, until a certain someone broke their curse.

A little in front was a beautiful short purpled-hair maid that currently didn't have the bearing of one. In Nostria, her status was directly below their queen, she managed most of the kingdom's problem both financially or through, military strength.

The frontmost of the formation was another devastating beauty that rarely set out a foot from her palace. Though she was spoiled most of the time, her identity as a ruler was something people couldn't underestimate. Her silvery hair calmly draped around her shoulder as her red majesty coat rest on the horse's saddle.

"Fei, can I take off my coat, please? It's so hot in here!" complained Sylviana her face was drenched in sweat.

Seeing the drenched queen of her, Fei couldn't help but comply with her request.

"You should wear an outfit like mine, it's easy to move and ready to battle anytime the situation demands it," said Ryona with a laugh.

"Ah, I- I don't have that much courage to wear something like that yet."

"Well, suit yourself, haha."

Sylviana wondered where did Ryona gain such confidence in wearing something like that. She thought that she only wore such clothing because inside the labyrinth there were no other clothes. (I guess I was wrong).

The queen immediately took off her red coat, as her black onyx sleeveless corset revealed to the world. Sylviana took a deep breath as she felt freedom from her wardrobe restriction.

It wasn't long before the four horsewomen arrived in front of the place that was heavily guarded by what's left of their army.

"Men!" shouted the commander as he held his hand in the air.

Seeing the four beauties, he and his armies couldn't help but gulp at the sight. Though they were enemies, they must admit that no beauties inside Heaven's Dawn could even match one of them.

(C'mon, we have two hundred thousand more than them! Why do I feel restless!) The commander had cold sweat as the four of them approached. Though there was a distance between them, the four horsewomen calmly walked.

The pressure was getting heavier and heavier. Their minds admire their beauties but their bodies knew better. The commander gritted his teeth as he threw his hand down.

"Raah!" the army was fired up as they rushed toward the enemies. Beauties they may be, they were still Heaven's Dawn bane.

Their echoes went around the streets as the four horsewomen halted their tracks. Seeing the incoming army that was crazed, Fei stood beside her queen as Ryona get off from her horse.

She pridefully took a step forward as her butt swayed to the right and left following her hips. After a few steps, she stopped moving as she put her left hand on her waist.

"I wish hubby was here," dejected Ryona.

She tightened her grip on her huge ax as her eyes focused. Pulling her right foot backward, she swang the ax diagonally.

*flash

The army immediately halted and stood still as a flash went through roughly half of their bodies.

Ryona clapped her hands before she whistled. Her horse immediately ran up to her, even the animal realized that this woman was beyond dangerous.

*clop*clop

The four horsewomen walked slowly between the stilled army.

Sylviana was having her reign controlled by Fei beside her as she was still dumbstruck as to just what happen. She already experienced this kind of situation but it would still amaze her no matter how many times it occurred.

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Inside a dark room behind the throne, the king was faced with an item that was the legacy of his first ancestor. The person who made Heaven's Dawn to the size of what it is today.

It was a hollowed stone, placed on an altar. There seemed to be nothing special about the stone other than it was transparent.

His hand reached out before his pupils shrunken as creeping feeling rushing from the bottom of his spine to his nape. He immediately jumped to the right as a flash went by the position he originally was.

"W-what was that?" said the king before the room shook.

The light slowly penetrated the room as he realized the horror. The building, no, almost half of the palace shifted and glided down.

*crash

Half of the palace turned into rubble before the king was faced with an open field as three pieces of his hair that didn't manage to escape the cut, flew with the wind. He was agape at the unreal situation.

Chapter end