Mind Demon's Path of Domination

Drinking more of the river water, Mark was replenished entirely again, and all the exhaustion he had built up by killing the Yak vanished. Now, he sat atop the corpse of his slain enemy with a contemplative face, Dona lying gently against his chest.

A violet screen calmly rippled in front of him, and his face was filled with serene ponderance.

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[𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐮𝐬 𝐇𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐀𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐮𝐢𝐥 𝐕é𝐱𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐢ú𝐬 𝐍ó𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧â 𝐀ë𝐫𝐠𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐫]

—Soul Traits—

[Demonic Heart]

[Current Desire: Conquer Dona (3 Years of Lifespan) (Incomplete)]

[Life's Great Desire: See the best version of life (??? Years of Lifespan) (Incomplete)]

[Soul Longevity: 33 Years.]

—Stats—

[Physique: 8.8 (High)]

[Mind: 10 (Pinnacle)]

—Resistances—

[Heart Resistance (Low) (Tier 1)]

[Mental Resistance (Pinnacle) (Tier 0)]

[Physical Resistance (High) (Tier 0)]

[Bloodline: Ephemeral Dungeon Heart Demonic Bloodline]

[Demonic Tricks: Soul Devouring. Dungeon Heart, Heart Input (Pinnacle), Dream Shock (Pinnacle)]

[Soul Bond Treasures: Seal of Destiny, Portal Key.]

[𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐥 𝐒𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬: 7.]

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Mark frowned.

He had been trying to use the newly earned (7) points of soul spheres on his Mind, but the attribute just wouldn't budge. It was as if it had become stuck, and no matter how hard he focused, it didn't change.

Irritated, he used (2) points on his Physique, and the sense of electricity pulsing within him returned. But it was not as powerful as before and soon vanished. His body and mind had reached their maximum potential at Tier 0.

Pinnacle of Tier 0.

It couldn't move above that.

[Physique: 10 (Pinnacle)]

[Physical Resistance (Tier 0): (High —> Pinnacle)]

Just as his mind changed in some way when it reached (10) points, Mark could feel some kind of extra, transparent, nearly unfeelable substance that had conjured up around his skin. It was there, almost similar to an armor in feel.

But it, too, felt incomplete.

As of now, as far as Mark knew, he was incredibly strong. The physical and mental abilities of Tier 0 would no longer work on him at all—no matter how quirky they were. He was invincible against those.

Yes, abilities like Dona's Fireball still hurt and could kill him, but he hadn't seen a single other Demon with an Elemental Ability so far other than her.

But even if those could kill him, he was quite capable already, at least among Tier 0 Demonlings.

Raising his chin, he looked down at the black river just some distance away. It reflected his appearance clearly.

His body was incredibly well structured, each and every muscle defined like a sculpted art. Calling him a demonic Greek god wouldn't be a stretch. Wearing nothing but his birthday suit, he must be a bit taller than 2 meters.

There was this aura of intensity around him that almost seemed to make the air pulse.

It made Dona blush and fall on his chest like an adorable puppy.

"Even though I used 2 points… I only lost 1.2…" Mark sighed.

Somehow, he had reached a limit, and both his body and mind were stuck at this level.

He tried again to increase his stats with even more confusion.

Why was he suddenly stuck?

It felt so irritating. His senses were all jumbled up, and if he didn't focus well, his mind was instilling a chaotic bunch of information into him at all times. His senses were too crisp, and it seemed at the cusp of a complete transformation.

But now, the senses made him unable to even focus well.

He had grown stronger, but his senses became too much due to that, and he had a feeling that would stabilize if he could add just one more soul to his Mind.

But why couldn't he?

It had already transformed, but he needed just one more point to complete it.

"Is this some kind of bottleneck scenario?" he thought and clicked around in search with nothing understood. A gloomy aura began to emanate from him, and just as he was contemplating, feeling increasingly irritated, Dona kissed his lips out of nowhere.

She had grown quite skilled at it already, and Mark pulled her waist as he kissed her back. Parting after a moment, he stood up and dusted his own butt before jumping down the corpse of his slain enemy.

He gave Dona a hand.

"Come on, we should go back to our hideout and see if there are any more prey. Sorry you didn't get any souls to eat—but don't worry, we'll find something."

With a single move, he pulled her feet onto a princess carry, and her eyes wide, she giggled as he walked back towards their tree top. Once again, the woman was using the chance to kiss him.

All the while, Mark was contemplative, but he still reciprocated. When he reached back to the top of the tree, he looked towards the corpse of the Demonic Yak that they had left behind with seriousness.

Will something hook the bait he left?

As he watched with calm eyes, he had also tightened his hold around Dona's waist, and she cutely wiggled in an attempt to have some space for herself, but seeing there was no hope against the strength that was far above her own, she began kissing his lips wildly instead.

He made her fall on their sleeping area and tore away the pesky snakeskin. She looked up at him almost eagerly. He could see the way she looked at him had changed. Instead of looking down at him, she was looking up after all.

Now, he was a worthy mate. A mate who could protect her and provide for her.

"You have been quite naughty yourself, huh?" he asked as he looked at her pussy. She was dripping down there, and her demonic juices were releasing that warm, feminine, yet demonic smell.

His own organ became rigid at a glance, and he moved towards her. She looked up at him with confused eyes, and he placed his cock on her lips.

"Urr...?" she opened her mouth to question him, but he pushed it into her. Her eyes widened, and she instinctively bit down, but his physical resistance was enough to handle it, and that only made her bite down harder.

It didn't hurt. It felt incredibly arousing.

She looked up at him with curious eyes and stopped biting, but she didn't take it out.

"I will move now, don't worry, I will pleasure you later too."

He took her horns with his hand, pulled on them, and thrust his manhood into her powerful mouth. She devoured his cock completely as if it was her food and her tongue wrapped around him. He continued to pull and thrust, and his cock became even more rigid and straight.

It had grown much after he became stronger, and Dona's muffled sound echoed across as he continued thrusting. She also began to move her head by herself, and her red eyes glinted as she looked at her mate. His waist tightened, and he pulled her horns all the way towards him.

Her nose touched his waist, and his cock was deep in her throat. Her mouth was indeed slimy. He breathed out.

She felt herself buzzing with anticipation as he exploded into her.

She tightened her mouth around his cock as if she didn't want to lose anything, and he could hear audible, greedy gulps. He had released a ton in her, and she was greedily drinking everything as if it was the most delicious thing ever.

Patting her head, feeling her warm tongue, he asked, "You like it?"

She seemed to have understood, and having finished the first release, she began to suck him off on her own.

"Oh, you want more?"

Dona looked up at him with upturned red eyes, and he didn't reject; once again, his cock turned rock hard, and he began to thrust.

She was a quick learner when it came to this kind of stuff, and her tongue wrapped around his cock, and she began to move her head faster.

He pulled and pushed her horns as he thrust, and soon enough, another wave exploded into her mouth, and she drank with all interest.

Slurp~

Urrr~!

Finished, he pushed her down, and as she panted in heat, he spread her thighs widely. Licking his lips, he placed his cock on her dripping slit.

"Huff…"

Dona breathed as she looked at him with dreamy eyes.

He rubbed his cock, slick with her saliva, on her own entrance, and her panting became much more rough. She could feel something building up within her, and unlike earlier, she wished more than ever for his veiny shaft to enter her demonic hole.

It thirsted for him.

"Aaau…"

Slowly, it slid in, and halfway through, Mark could feel the clear tear of her hymen, and the woman's hand and toes froze entirely as he moved in. Her fingers crawled against the wood, and she squirmed in pain.

Her red eyes looked at him pleadingly. Her snot was coming out, and so was her drool.

Taking both of her hands, their fingers interlocked, and she put all her strength in her grasp. He pinned her down, and she closed her eyes. He gave her the moment, leaned down, and kissed her lips.

Slowly, feeling the warm and tight insides of the woman that squeezed his cock painfully, he pushed into her limits, and in pain, Dona tried to sink her nails into his hand and her fangs into his lips.

He could nearly feel her cervix as she calmed down. He was balls-deep in her.

"Nggg~"

Green blood coated his shaft as he began moving. His thrusts at first were slow, but they soon turned swift as Dona's panting breath echoed and brushed against his face. He let go of her lips and began to suck her rigid nipples while his waist moved nonstop.

Suddenly, she wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him into her. He also stopped.

His cum, in jet loads, blasted deep into her, and she released an earth-shattering moan. While at the same time, the woman squirted all over the place. Mark panted and looked at her; he felt hot. Feverish.

"Do you want more?"

"Ur?" She innocently licked his face. Poor creature, his cock rose again.

Once again, he began to move into her tight but warm embrace, and this time, she could feel all the pleasure. Mark wanted to rock her world.