Infinite Dimension Physique: Rise of The Lustful Devil-Chapter 233: A green hat?

"...I see, if this is your answer. My apologies, I had tried to reason with you because you were part of my family. But...It seems, at the end of the day. Violence and sex are the only answers."

Saying that, grabbed her neck and disappeared alongside her.

...

Inside the hall of the Ravencars.

Rowen frowned when he felt that his beloved wife was taking way too long. Just as he was about to send a voice transmission. The massive entrance slowly creaked open.

"Rhaevira, what took you so long—!!!!!"

Rowen started, but the moment his eyes fell on the entrance. He stammered forward in horror.

"WHAT!!?"

"LADY RHAEVIRA!!?"

"WHAT THE FUCK!!!"

All of the present cultivators stumbled.

Step

Step

Step

A tall, handsome man walked inside. His steps were casual yet nigh arrogant. But this wasn’t the reason they were shocked. On his shoulders, Rhaveria was draped over like a sack of potatoes.

"Well, hello there. My maternal family sure seems to be doing well," Rahu grinned, taking a step forward. He disappeared!

Rowen suddenly felt a chill down his spine, just as he was about to turn around. He blinked.

When he opened them, an enlarged palm was blocking his view.

Slap!!

A hand landed square on his cheeks.

SMASH!!

In an instant, he was smashed near the settlements of the Elders... unconscious.

"HOUSE LEADER!!!??"

The Elders were shocked...and terrified. If the strongest expert in the hall was slapped unconscious...what about them?

And to answer their question, a small part of his aura escaped. In an instant, all the present cultivators. Be they strongest or the weakest, immediately went down on their...Or more like, they were forced to their knees.

Seeing that all of them were behaving. Rahu nodded, and alongside Rhaevira, he settled on the throne.

Even now, he couldn’t believe that her ass had occupied his thighs entirely. Heck, even the throne seemed unable to accommodate her spilling ass.

The next moment, he raised his hand. A beautiful but deadly purple orchid materialized in his hand.

In the second, it entered Rhaevira’s mouth. Her entire body trembled for a single instant before going still!!

Her eyes widened in horror when she felt something foreign grip her existence and bind it to someone else, specifically the devil sitting in front of her.

Her body jerked once more as the purple orchid’s essence sank deeper and deeper. Her cultivation...her elements, her Divine Spark! Everything now felt a bit distant, leashed to the devil sitting beneath her.

Rahu leaned back, his one arm draped lazily over the throne’s arm, while the other roamed all over her obscene hips. Her voluptuous frame was disheveled and slung across his body like a trophy. The deep valley between her breasts rose and fell. The Elders dared not look at the scene above. Well, if they wanted to, they couldn’t.

Rowen groaned lightly and slowly pushed himself up from the cracked stone where he had been thrown. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. He looked around in confusion when he saw how all the Elders had knelt, and their faces turned pale.

But when his eyes landed on the scene above—his wide sitting on another man’s lap with her cleavage exposed, her cheeks flushed red with humiliation...something inside him snapped...louder than the stone beneath them.

"WHO...THE...FUCK...ARE...YOU!!?" Rowen shouted, his voice trembling between fury and disbelief. "RELEASE HER THIS INSTANT!!"

Rahu didn’t even glance at him. Instead, his finger lazily trailed along the sexy curve of Rhaevira’s ass, watching in fascination as the flesh molded and rippled under the slightest force. Only then did he tilt his head towards the man below.

"Release her?" Rahu chuckled darkly, "Why the fuck would I do that when she fits so perfectly right here?"

Saying that in front of Rowen’s disbelieving eyes. Rahu squeezed Rhaevira’s ass tights and gave it a tight slap!

The sound of his spank echoed throughout the room as a muffled whimper escaped Rhaevira.

"YOU DARE—!!1?"

Rownes staggered, but the earlier blow had left him in a drunk state.

"Now the only thing I dare is...Nothing!!"

A malicious grin spread on his face as he turned towards Rhaevria.

"Mother-in-law, go on. Tell your husband about how you are feeling right now?"

Rhaveira tried to smack shut her lips with every ounce of her strength, but it failed.

She wanted to spit curses that would burn the entire hall itself, but instead. Her voice came out small and shaking...foreign in her own ears.

"...I-I feel good. J-J-Just the touch of your fingers b-bought me far more p-pleasure than my h-husband could ever!"

The orchid was really wonderful.

The words tasted like burnt-up ashes. Every present Elder choked, not to mention Rowen.

Rowen’s face drained of colour, his heart felt like it would rip out of his chest and drop on the ground.

"R-Rhavevira, y-you...!?"

"Quiet!" Rahu interrupted. He shifted Rhaevira upright and straddled one of her thighs...facing Rowen. Her back pressed to his chest, her enormous breasts threatened to spill out of her robes.

His large hand settled on her breasts, fondling them thoroughly.

"Now," he addressed the hall. His voice is as arrogant as it gets. "Let me make the new order completely clear, so even the dumbest among you could understand."

"First, every pure-blooded Ravencar woman, married or unmarried. Belongs to me. That includes the woman on my lap," he paused, biting Rhaevira’s ear, he continued. "Every daughter, niece, cousin, mother, grandmother, and granddaughter. They will serve in my Harem from now on."

The entire hall went silent the moment his voice echoed; some of them even fainted, choking on the air they were breathing.

From his grandmother, of course, he didn’t mean some ugly, wrinkled hags. He meant the gilfs—authentic ones.

Rhaevira’s body shuddered violently when she heard twisted green veins of rage burst on her forehead. Rowen was even worse; blood dripped from his lips from biting so hard.

But he couldn’t do shit...his body was locked in that place.

"Second, the Ravencar House will be absorbed into the new Empire I’m aiming for. Your name and banners are no longer relevant. "

A collective gasp emerged from the kneeling crowd.

With a wide grin on his face, he cupped the underside of Rhaevira’s breast, lifting it until the heavy flesh spilled free from her dress.

They were pale, perfect flesh that shone in the hall.

Then, under Rowen’s horrified gaze, he leaned down and took one of her hardened nipples in his mouth!