Creating A Succubus Army In A Fantasy World!-Chapter 98: Rapid Growth!

The apartment was deathly silent. No footsteps. No whispers. No movement. Just a thick, heavy stillness that clung to the air like a dense fog.

The dim lighting of the room cast long shadows on the sleek, blue walls, and the faint hum of Infernal Ice Bastion’s energy grid pulsed softly in the distance.

At the center of the room, a young man with golden hair sat cross-legged on the large bed.

His chiseled physique gleamed under the soft glow of the overhead lights, his bare torso rising and falling in a slow, controlled rhythm.

Around him, two breathtakingly beautiful and voluptuous succubi, Lilith and Tierra, lay draped against him, their bodies pressed close, their naked skin glowing with a faint ethereal shimmer.

Their forms were perfectly still, eyes closed, as if in deep slumber.

From the young man’s body, waves of green energy pulsed outward, rippling through the air like invisible shockwaves.

The pressure in the room was thick and suffocating, as if an unseen force was pressing down on every object, warping the space itself. The energy continued to surge, twisting and churning like an untamed storm.

Hours passed.

The energy intensified, the air becoming heavier, denser. Then, suddenly, his eyes snapped open.

A sharp, piercing green glow flashed through his blue pupils like twin stars igniting in the dark. The green energy surrounding him condensed instantly, retreating back into his body like a beast returning to its den.

With a slow, measured breath, he exhaled a thick mist of green energy, the vapor curling and dissipating into the air.

A deep cracking sound echoed through the room as he moved; his bones, muscles, and joints popping and stretching as if his entire body had been reforged in a crucible of power.

Creed slowly rose to his feet.

His entire body felt different. Stronger. Tougher. More... complete.

He clenched his fists, feeling the raw power thrumming through his veins, the sheer force of his muscles coiling like steel cables beneath his skin.

His body was a weapon, sharpened and tempered to near perfection.

He allowed himself a smirk. Two weeks of absolute hell, but it had paid off.

His growth had been insane, and he was practically a different person now compared to the Creed from just half a month ago.

Then, with a thought, he summoned his Dimensional Interface.

.....

[Dimensional Interface]

Name: Creed Walden

Stage: Stage 2 (Bronze)

Progress: 16/100

[Talent]

Primordial Summoning (SSS)

[Attributes]

Strength: 100

Speed: 100

Constitution: 100

Energy: 100

[Talent Abilities]

Primordial Summoning

[Bloodlines]

None

[Sources]

Force (Stage 2)

Aura (Stage 2)

[Techniques]

Thunderclap Orb (Peak Stage 2)

Pierce (Peak Stage 2)

Double Pierce (Peak Stage 2)

Triple Pounce (Peak Stage 2)

.....

The first major change was right at the top; he had finally broken through to Stage 2!

A week ago, while cultivating according to the cultivation technique he had bought, he had felt it—the barrier that had been holding him back finally shattering.

The rush of power and clarity that had followed was intoxicating. His body, his energy, his very essence had evolved.

Every part of him had been refined, strengthened, and enhanced, bringing him closer to the monsters at the top of the hierarchy.

Breaking through had been a turning point, and now, he was officially a Stage 2 Bronze Awakened.

But that wasn’t the only thing that had changed.

His physique had undergone a terrifying transformation. He had pushed every single one of his stats—Strength, Speed, Constitution, and Energy—to the absolute peak of Stage 3.

That meant that with just a single stat point increase in each, he would reach Stage 4 Physique.

This was a level where his sheer physical power alone could let him battle Stage 4 Awakened on equal ground!

He let out a low whistle, flexing his fingers. "Damn," he muttered. "I’m actually a monster now."

At this point, he could crush any ordinary awakened at his level without even trying.

His speed was unmatched, his endurance was endless, and his sheer strength was overwhelming.

Against any normal Stage 2 Awakened, he wouldn’t even need to use his techniques—just his bare fists would be enough!

Then came the next big breakthrough; his Sources and Intents.

By constantly consuming his Primordial Essence—both from his Primordial Exchange with his summons and from the extra Essence he had gained from his and their breakthroughs, he had barely managed to push both his Force and Aura Sources to Stage 2.

Sources were the absolute foundation of combat power in this world.

With Stage 2 Aura, his stamina, regeneration, and attack power had been amplified drastically.

With Stage 2 Force, the way he used energy, techniques and even the way he comprehended had become sharper, more refined, and far more dangerous.

But the biggest leap in power?

His Intents.

Lightning Intent - Stage 2

Spear Intent - Stage 2

Space Intent - Stage 1

Creed clenched his fists, feeling the three different forces crackling inside him.

And while his Space Intent was still at Stage 1, just having Space Intent at all was a ridiculous advantage.

Space-based powers were one of the hardest to counter, and even at the first stage, it gave him unpredictability, evasiveness, and trickery in combat.

Creed let out a low chuckle.

"At this point, even I don’t know how strong I am," he muttered, shaking his head.

It was the truth.

Before, he had a clear idea of his limits—he could estimate what level of opponent he could take on, and what level he would struggle against.

But now? Now, his growth had been so absurdly fast that he had no idea where his limits even were anymore.

If a normal Stage 3 Awakened stood in front of him right now?

He’d crush them without even breaking a sweat!

.....

The scent of freshly toasted bread and melting cheese filled the kitchen, blending with the warm, inviting aroma of smoked meat.

The rhythmic chopping of vegetables echoed through the sleek, modern space, accompanied by the distant hum of a smooth, energetic beat playing through the stereo speakers.

Creed swayed slightly to the music, a satisfied grin on his face as he layered ingredients onto his sandwich.

Music.

It was one of the few constants in both his past life and this one.

Whether he was back on Earth, grinding through the debauchery of daily life, or here, in a world where battle and strength ruled everything, he always had a soft spot for good music and a great vibe.

A perfectly crafted song could lift his mood, fuel his focus, or even set the tone for an important moment.

Right now, as he stood in his kitchen, enjoying a well-earned break after weeks of grueling training, the music made everything feel just right.

Taking a bite of his sandwich, he leaned against the counter and glanced at the digital clock on the wall.

It was almost time.

His mind drifted back to the last major upgrade he had gone through over the past two weeks; his techniques.

He had completely overhauled his arsenal, upgrading each of his techniques to their Stage 2 versions, purchasing an additional spear technique, and then grinding through endless hours of training to push them all to their absolute limit.

Even with the Primordial Essence, it hadn’t been too easy!

He had gotten them all to the Peak Stage.

At this level of mastery, the power of his techniques alone could rival the lowest tier of Stage 3 techniques.

It was an insane leap in power, one that few warriors his level could even dream of achieving without grinding for months.

It was growth!

But he wasn’t the only one who had undergone insane growth.

Creed took another bite, chewing thoughtfully as he thought about Tierra.

Just a few days after they had returned from their vacation, Tierra had broken through to Stage 1.

Creed had easily helped her overcome her tribulation, guiding her through the process with ease. The result?

Her power had exploded in strength.

Her ability to manipulate space had surged to terrifying levels. Now, she could literally toy with him in battle just by playing around with her spatial distortions.

If he wasn’t completely serious, she could flick him across the battlefield like a ragdoll before he could even react.

To help her maximize this power, Creed had invested in two Stage 1 Space Techniques for her:

Shuffle: With this technique, she could instantly reposition herself anywhere within a short range, making her movements completely unpredictable.

It was way faster than her normal teleportation speed!

Flicker; A technique that let her momentarily phase out of existence, making attacks pass straight through her as if she were never there.

Creed had spent a painful amount of credits buying those techniques for her, expecting her to take at least a few weeks to grasp their basics.

But no.

She had fully comprehended both techniques to Sublime Attainment in just a few hours!

A few. Damn. Hours!

Creed had been dumbfounded. His own comprehension speed was fast, especially when he used Primordial Essence, but Tierra?

She was something else entirely. If he wasn’t careful, she might end up surpassing him in sheer skill before he even realized it.

With her new abilities, she had become an absolute menace.

Then there was Lilith.

Unlike Tierra, Lilith hadn’t broken through to Stage 3 yet, but that didn’t mean she had been slacking. Far from it.

In the span of two weeks, she had mastered three Stage 2 lightning techniques to Sublime Attainment and had even pushed her Lightning Intent to Stage 3!

That was terrifying!

Lightning Intent was already one of the strongest offensive Intents in existence.

At Stage 3, her lightning attacks were now so fast, precise, and devastating that she could instantly disintegrate enemies of the same level if they weren’t prepared!

Even Creed had been shocked (pun intended) at her ridiculous growth speed!

If he didn’t have Primordial Essence, there was no way he would be able to keep up with their comprehension abilities.

Both of his summons were growing at a monstrous rate, and he couldn’t help but feel a little jealous at how effortlessly they mastered their techniques.

Still, he wasn’t complaining.

It only meant that, as a team, they were now stronger than ever before.

Creed washed down the last bite of his sandwich with a gulp of water, then stretched his arms with a satisfying pop of his joints.

Now that everything else was taken care of, it was time for the next major step.

His Spear Spirit.

It had been delivered about a week ago, but he had intentionally postponed binding with it until he was done with all the minor upgrades he had planned.

Now that his foundation was solid, and he had saved up enough Primordial Essence, it was finally time to claim the weapon spirit that would elevate his combat power to an entirely new level.

His Spear Domain.

With it, his spear attacks would become unstoppable. His ability to suppress enemies would be so overwhelming that even geniuses above his level would struggle to fight back!

This was the final piece he needed to push himself into the realm of true monsters!

He took a deep breath.

Then exhaled.

Now. It was time.