Chapter 46
It was finally time to assemble my army.
Purity stood at the doorway to the plane of the angeli with her arm around my waist. A warm wind folded the grass in waves, and a celestial city glimmered in the distance.
“After all of that preparation, this moment feels so quiet,” Purity observed.
“Yeah. Doesn’t feel like we have an army standing behind us.”
Purity pulled herself close to me and looked up. “I’m proud of you, Byron. Thank you for everything you’ve done for us.”
“Once I give the order, there’s no taking this back,” I said.
“We’re ready. Every one of your enemies has underestimated you. They’ve never faced a foe who thinks like you. They might expect war, but they don’t expect the kind of war you’re going to bring them.”
“I hope that’s true.”
“I know it is,” Purity replied. “Do you remember when you sat on the throne in the Flowst dungeon?”
“And you rode me? Yes. That’s one of my favorite memories.”
“Your next throne is out there somewhere. When you claim it, I want to be the first person to make the new king cum. May I have that honor, Master?”
“You can have whatever you want,” I answered.
“Thank you. What happens next?”
I took a deep breath. “When I give the order, the first wave of angeli will fly all across the plane. They have 4 Intoxicate+100 bombs apiece and orders to blanket inhabited towns or cities with them. If they encounter resistance, they have orders to drop all of the Intoxicate+100 bombs right there and then trigger their Bolt bomb to vaporize themselves. If they don’t encounter resistance, then they have orders to fly straight up into the sky and detonate the Bolt bomb then.
“I don’t want the celestials getting wise to the fact that these are dungeon-grown angeli. I want them to believe this is an attack from their own kind for as long as possible.”
Purity nodded. “That makes sense.”
“After that, we’ll deploy 20,000 of our 40,000 Byron bots.
They have orders to set off more Intoxicate+100 bombs and to kill every male angeli as well as any being that attempts to fight or stop the Byron bots.
Their more important objective is to fuck as many of the female angeli as possible, to capture every virgin angeli they find, and to locate the gate for the plane of archangeli. ”
“And the big boom angeli are held in reserve for when the fighting really starts,” Purity guessed.
“That’s correct. The Byron bots are immune to physical and magical damage. I’m curious to see how far we can push with just them alone. Byron toys have been on this plane for a while, so the desire for Byron cock should already be relatively high already.”
“Mine is too.” My archpriestess ran her hand over the outside of my pants, stroking my package.
I cracked my neck and savored the quiet for a few more seconds.
“First wave, move out!”
The angeli carrying Intoxicate+100 bombs poured out of the 101st floor like wasps out of a hive. As soon as they were beneath the open sky, they took to the air and spread across the plane. After less than a minute, bombs began to rain on the one city we could see from the tower.
My war with the heavens had officially begun, and I was so hard it ached.
“On your knees,” I commanded Purity. “Worship me.”
She didn’t hesitate. She dropped down and undid my pants, taking me in her mouth. My dick was the most important thing in the world to her, and she acted like it.
As she rubbed the back of her throat against my tip, I thought, “War is wonderful.”
“My treasures,” I began, speaking to every member of the Silk in our rooftop garden. “We have endured horrific tragedy and lost family we loved and cherished. Not a minute goes by that I don’t think about the lives taken from us. I miss them, and I know you miss them too.
“Our happiness and our success have embittered our enemies, and they move against the Silk to take what we have worked so hard to build. Because we have all endured this pain as one, I believe we should heal together as well. Our counterattack begins today, and I want you to be able to witness how hard the Silk is willing to fight to protect every single one of you.”
I gestured at the dozens of sheets of glass propped upright like standing mirrors around the garden. They circled our gathering so that anyone inside was always in sight of at least two of the sparkling surfaces.
I snapped my fingers. Views of the plane of the angeli sparked to life in the glass, each sheet displaying a unique vantage point of the rolling fields with a city in the distance.
These were dungeon-generated angeli wearing scrying lenses.
After seeing Solara’s private viewing portals for the Stocks of Glory, I spent a disgusting sum of gold to acquire the most advanced scrying enchantments on the market.
These were still not strong enough to spy on a place with only a spell, but we could deliver a live view of what a scrying lens was close enough to see.
“Our enemies are about to learn that they erred catastrophically in hurting our people. Enjoy the show.”
On the scrying glass, hundreds of Byron bots sped across the windswept fields of the angeli plane.
They carried spears and shields and had one Intoxicate+100 bomb tucked under each arm.
Their Byron-replica erections bounced with every pounding step as they charged toward angeli civilization with the scrying angeli following behind.
The Byron bots had a simple set of instructions:
Kill all of the men. Capture virgins. Dick down every other horny angeli. Offer grigori and female angeli the choice to declare fealty to me. Kill everyone who declines or attempts to fight.
Within minutes of the invasion starting, viewing screens all over the rooftop garden showed scenes of Byron bots fucking angeli women senseless, pinning them against walls and bending them over tables.
They screamed in fear and ecstasy as my dicks smashed deep into their bodies.
The force of each thrust rolled across their marble skin, the swinging of their hair and their tits matching the rhythm of the Byron’s Blessing ravaging them.
Curiously, the Byron bots double and triple-teamed angeli sometimes as well. I hadn’t ordered them to do that, but I also hadn’t forbidden it either. The bots saw the opportunity to spitroast beautiful women and took it.
In the background, sprays of liquid gold splashed and spewed as Byron bots ran their fire crystal spears through the chests of resisting angeli. A few of the scrying glasses showed angeli being pinned and shackled, some forcefully and others voluntarily.
+2,873 good-aligned levels
+4,145 good-aligned levels
+4,187 good-aligned levels
The armed angeli guarding the cities couldn’t get through the Gol-Gol armor protecting the Byron bots.
Each group of winged warriors who appeared to fight my army crashed against them like boats striking rocks in a storm.
The moment they realized they were ineffective was often the same moment their lives ended.
+4,401 good-aligned levels
+1,769 good-aligned levels
+3,332 good-aligned levels
I dismissed the notifications. The first city fell in under an hour. I had thousands of these notifications yet to come, so while I did enjoy seeing those numbers flood in, my war demanded my attention.
Looking out over my women in my castle garden, I saw that many of them had already begun to pleasure one another, rubbing and fingering the girl next to them while they watched the carnage continue. Good. After all this hardship, they deserved the chance to relax a bit.
Wishing I could stay and enjoy the flesh spread all around me, I teleported to my room and then to the 101st floor of the tower.
Solara and Invia were there, taking stock of the angeli and grigori brought back in chains by the Byron bots.
We already had three dozen angeli and a dozen or so grigori.
I was disappointed at how many grigori chose to die with their masters, but at least we could rescue some of them.
Of the angeli, the virgins were separated from the prisoners who surrendered to the Silk willingly.
Solara had to bring 10 of them to climax to complete her Seraphim Slayer spell quest. All the others were going to be fodder for Hymen Harvester, but that ability required them to give me their virginity willingly, so as we divided angeli into temporary dungeon housing, I gave orders to house the virgins separately.
A few weeks of bending Will points out of them, and they would gladly make me their first.
And their last, but they didn’t need to know that part.
“Take those 10 and go finish your quest,” I said to Solara.
“I want to stay in case you need help here. I wouldn’t mind seeing a FAB bomb in action either.”
I tightened the silk around Solara’s neck so quickly that she coughed. “Do as you’re told.”
When I let go, Solara dropped to the ground to bow before me. “Forgive me, Father. Of course. Right away.”
Solara, with the help of silk soldiers acting as guards, took 10 angeli virgins through the gate.
I went to Invia’s side, where she watched all of the same scrying feeds as the girls back in Sanctuary South.
“Lovely war we’re having,” Invia purred. I wondered how wet watching all of this killing had made her.
“Have we lost any units yet?” I asked.
“A few of the angeli bombers but no Byron bots,” she replied.
“Perfect.”
“Looks like the first proper resistance is en route,” Invia added a moment later, pointing at one of the pieces of glass.
What looked like a storm cloud was actually an approaching army of angeli, soaring across the sky with golden spears, shields, and bows.
“Intercept them,” Invia shouted to one of the angeli carrying a FAB bomb.
The dungeon-grown monster sprinted out the doors and took to the air. We watched through the scrying lenses as our delivery boy beat his wings, shrinking to a fluttering white spec as he neared the approaching army.
“Did they kill him?” Invia asked, squinting. I too had lost the dot among the mass of enemies, so I couldn’t answer.