Hyper-Dimensional Player

Bottomless Abyss, Azgregate.

As more and more demon legions arrive, Asas almost completely occupied the entire city of Zerata, forcing Trasia’s forces to retreat outside the main city, defensively relying on a few fortresses built by Matari. But at this rate, her defeat is only a matter of time because Asas’s demon legions continually receive reinforcements, whereas Trasia’s forces are dwindling.

Chapel of the Elect.

After occupying this desecrated demon chapel, the first thing Asas did was seal it off, then summon numerous Enchanting Demon Priests, his father’s concubines, and his own sisters.

"Master."

"Your mother has arrived."

The entire Desecration Chapel was in disarray, filled with a licentious aura. In the darkness, the shadow of a spectral demon appeared, followed by the heavy door opening, and a stern Zor Elf Priestess walked in.

She possessed an almost perfect visage; if not for her dark skin and blood-red eyes, she would be considered a beauty even among the elven race.

— Ikreevda (Favored of Spider Queen) (Zor Elf Matron) (Seven-Star Gold).

This tall yet voluptuous alluring Zor elf matron furrowed her brows; she wore a gorgeous spider silk magic robe, her long legs wrapped in ice spider silk stockings, embroidered with vivid black spider patterns. A red gemstone necklace adorned her statuesque chest, and on her delicate dark skin, a blood spider pattern centered around the red gem served as the spider’s eyes.

"Enough."

"Asas, how long do you intend to indulge here?"

A cold snort echoed.

Accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, a snake-head whip lashed out, instantly rendering an Enchanting Mage who was lost in a daze covered in welts. Ahead lay a heap of scantily clad females, mostly humanoid, but also including non-humanoids like sphinxes. At the center, surrounded by a bevy of enchanting beauties, was the present-day Asas, his dark skin branded with abyssal sigils, a mark of empowered demon skin. He slowly raised his head, his eerie black eyes fixating on the Zor Elf Matron before him, a glint of lasciviousness and desire in his gaze.

"Ikreevda."

Asas didn’t address her by name, nor did he care; Zor elves disdain males, and he was neglected from birth, until Glazest brought him back to the Bottomless Abyss.

"Address me as the Dark Monarch—Asas."

— Dark Claw.

With a thought, a massive dark claw appeared, instantly grabbing the snake-head whip before him. As a surge of great force overwhelmed her, Ikreevda nearly stumbled, while invisible forces sought to seize her spirit and mind.

It was Mind Control.

"You!..."

"How dare you..."

Ikreevda seemingly noticed the lewd desire in her child’s eyes, and immediately beseeched the Divine Grace of Spider Queen Rose, then deftly maneuvered her whip to retreat, evading the Power of Darkness’s encroachment.

— Asas (Offspring of Dark Monarch) (Demon Lord) (Eight-Star Whiteboard).

Asas’s strength now was vastly improved; he slowly rose, pushing aside the concubines around him, who were leftovers from his father. As the victorious offspring among the Dark Monarch’s progeny, he took immediate control of Glazest’s harem.

He now resembled his father more and more, in both power and appearance, and even his vigorous lust mirrored that likeness.

"Everything of Glazest’s should be inherited by me."

"Including you."

Arrogance tinged Asas’s guise, surrounded by concubines and consorts from the once Silver Palace, once unattainable beauties now at his whim. Through a vile and blasphemous ritual, Asas indulged himself with over a hundred of his father’s most beloved concubines.

Furthermore, those offspring of the Dark Monarch who refused to submit were killed, while those who did, all became his lovers.

To Asas, he sought to inherit everything of his father Glazest’s, be it power, status, or women.

"I am your mother!" Ikreevda scolded coldly.

As a Divine Favored behind the Spider, Ikreevda was close to a level twenty-four Legendary Priestess. With the flickering Spell Spiritual Light, she immediately expanded a protective barrier, then prayed for Divine Power, activating the snake-head whip to shatter the Dark Claw before her.

"So what?"

"This is the Bottomless Abyss, and I am the new Dark Monarch!"

Asas displayed a disdainful smile, facing the Zor elves beside Ikreevda; he merely uttered a word, instantly spreading potent forces.

— Blasphemous Speech.

Instantly, the Zor Elves behind Ikreevda were paralyzed.

"Submit to me!"

"Ikreevda!" Asas’s whisper seemed to hold irresistible power.

In front of him, Ikreevda’s expression became puzzled, yet she swiftly regained her composure, retreating angrily, "Do you dare try to dominate me?"

Her will resisted the power of the dictate.

Asas seemed surprised, for his father had once used such a dictate to dominate the Zor Elf Matron before him.