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The Gamer Chapter 1167 – Prep Grinding 8 – Another pack of windows
🕑 Added 2022-02-22 19:11:10 +0000 UTC
“Is she fucking downgrading me?” Metra asked, reading through the choices.
First time he looked at it, John had shared the impression. By the time Metra had read all three descriptions once, he had gone through them thrice and changed his opinion, however. “More of a side-grade really,” he explained his analysis. “You’re retaining the three most important aspects of the way you use the ability, being disruption of enemy dimension magic, pulling enemies towards you, and repositioning with portals. Rex Magnar still has the Spell Extension Enchantment, so you can still toss it to increase your range. The game mechanics may be less freeform overall than your current casting, but Fury means you don’t have to worry about running out.”
“Already assuming Ancient Ravager?” Lee asked.
“I mean, yeah.” John shrugged. It was obviously the best of the two actual choices. Breeding Bitch was out for obvious reasons. Hound of War was alright, but felt clunky compared to Ancient Ravager. As a Wrathguard, she would do essentially the same stuff as before, which was exactly what John wanted.
Each of his Artificial Spirits had a combat role that was much closer to video games than his other familiars (expectedly, since they were affected by his game mechanics beyond evolution choices). Aclysia was an aggressive tank, Beatrice was a mobile melee damage-dealer, Momo was a buff support, and Metra was a tanky damage dealer.
Metra was also the premiere stat-stick of their group. Aclysia had a number of Skills that provided utility and defences that rivalled and even overcame Metra’s at this point. Beatrice was incredibly mobile and could deal absolutely absurd damage when she wasn’t addressed quickly. Momo’s variety of buffs increased the power of the entire group and kept them safe through her shields.
Although Metra’s space tearing was flashy, she arguably had less mobility than Beatrice and Momo. To start with, the portals required slashes or other gestures to open, so there was an innate delay built into them. Resource restrictions would be less gripping in a few moments, but they had still applied in the past. Combining those two, the only thing that Metra’s portals had been better at were raw range. Beatrice could practically spam her repositioning tools and Momo could fly.
The space tearing was really in support of her absolutely absurd Stat bonuses. Sin of Wrath increased her Stats, except Charisma, by up to 300%, as long as she fought on her own. There was practically no one that could take her on in a 1vs1, provided that she could reach her enemy. In terms of game design, stat-sticks weren’t particularly liked. Interactions with them were fairly binary, because one either had the necessary power to beat them or one didn’t. Reality had a lot more outplay potential than the confines of game rules allowed, so this wasn’t as much of a factor in their situation.
What was important was that all Metra’s abilities needed to do was to give her ways to reach her opponent. There was no need to amplify the power of her regular attacks, because her regular attacks already dealt insane damage. Plus, she could always use Rex Magnar’s various damage boosting Attributes to help her out.
“Any problem with Ancient Ravager?” John asked, his finger hovering over the choice.
“Yeah, give me the Breeding Bitch,” Metra demanded, spreading her legs and her pussy. “Fuck fighting, I’m retiring to cocksleeve.”
“Okay.” John played along and moved his hand over. “Weird that it doesn’t come with the pregnancy option,” he admitted, his finger closing in on the choice. He was playing chicken with the grinning, willing sex slave, whose pretty pink folds stood out quite a bit between her light brown thighs. Would he stop moving first or would she correct the record?
“If you make her your Breeding Bitch before me, I will rip your fucking arm out and shove it elbow deep down her whore ass,” Eliana growled, her tone as wolfish as Metra’s ears.
“Well… seems like that option is out.” John took the out, both because it was the easy way and because Eliana sounded a bit more like Thana there, in her tone, than Eliza. The implications of that were equally interesting and dangerous. “Ancient Ravager?”
“Sure,” Metra said and moved over. The tall berserker woman bowed down, her head next to John’s ear, and whispered, “I’ll always be your willing sex slave though, my king.” John had to admit that the title was growing on him. Most titles would have if they came from her delicious brown lips. John pressed the tile, choosing her Wrathguard focus, and then reached between her legs. Her tail swayed softly when he curved two fingers into her. “Yeah, that’s it,” she moaned. “That’s all yours, my king – all of my body exists so you can fuck me in any way you like.”
“Stand straight,” John ordered her.
Metra’s obedience made her legs quiver from the orgasm that the rewarding surge of pleasure triggered. Soaking, the Gamer’s fingers kept penetrating her tight folds while pussy juice slickened every movement. Among all haremettes, Metra was the most muscular. John had a general preference for slender and athletic women, which was reflected in the universally flat stomachs of his women and general absence of unnecessary body fat.
Metra was toned above athletic. Her arms had visibly bulging biceps, her thighs were more meaty than thick, and her midriff was simply perfect, clearly displaying abs that quivered while she shifted her weight to retain balance during her climax. She was near the border of what amount of muscle John found attractive, but definitely still in his preferences.
All of his women were incredibly powerful in their own ways, even the weakest of them had peak mundane performance in terms of Strength, but Metra was the only one who looked like she could beat a fully grown man bloody with her hands. Having someone like that so outspokenly submissive was a special flavour that John savoured.
“What do I do with you?” he wondered, still fingering her. Aclysia and Beatrice were on his left and right and Momo stood behind him, rubbing his shoulders. The first two had been there from the start of this upgrade spree, only moving when they had demonstrated their new transformations. Momo had moved when she had shown her carapace and stayed to massage him. Adorable little tsundere that she could be.
“Use me as a cock warmer?” Metra suggested with a lewd grin.
Willing sex slave or not, the wolf Wrathguard did not quite understand that it was a submissive’s job to stay quiet unless addressed. ‘Well, depending on mood she is a proper sub or a power bottom,’ John thought, amusedly. “I guess that is what you’re most useful for,” he told her and snapped his fingers. Like always, the sound made the entirety of his harem look in his direction. “Metra, do you love my cock?”
“Yes, my king,” she panted, opening her mouth wide to show her eagerness to suck his cock. Her teeth were white and sharp, especially the canines.
“On your knees,” he ordered and pulled his hand back.
Metra practically fell, so quickly did she drop down. Like a starving woman, she descended on his cock as if it was the first meal she had seen in a week. Sucking it all the way, she stayed with the entirety of his large dick sheathed inside her mouth and throat. Little gyrations of her head provided all the friction John needed to feel good. Since she didn’t need to breathe, she could maintain that pose forever.
“A fantastic cock warmer,” John groaned and looked at his drenched fingers. He would have licked them clean himself, since he greatly enjoyed the taste of his women. As this was post their morning orgy, however, there were traces of his cum stuck to his fingers and he was touchy about that. Instead, he raised his hand. Beatrice and Momo understood the silent demand and both started licking his hand clean of pussy juice and semen.
Because he still had a lot of Perks to go through, he skipped out on making any comment on how quickly Momo had engaged here.
Passive Fury generation was really only useful to make sure Metra had a full Fury bar at the start of a fight and, to that end, another 0,01 made basically no difference. Better to get the 1% bonus Strength.
‘Rip, Tear, Until, It is Done…’ John read the various names of Skills acquired and in the choices. ‘…I guess Rex Magnar already likes to shred Doom music, so I shouldn’t be surprised. Also, she has Universal Weapon Mastery 2. That’s pretty powerful.’ “You know how to handle all kinds of shafts, don’t you?” he asked, unable to hold back the dirty joke. Metra chuckled around his dick.
Weighing the choices, John was between Universal Weapon Mastery 3 and Until. It is Done was really good, in the right situation it was outright game winning, but this wasn’t a game and John generally disliked killing. In Instant Dungeons it could allow her to open a new Tear after each kill, which was fairly potent. In real situations, battles rarely got large enough for that Passive to shine. Plus, without a damage Fury Spender, it didn’t have quite the same impact.
Universal Weapon Mastery 3 was pretty okay. Having access to ranged attacks was never bad. With Rip being a long-distance grip on a 10 second CD, however, it wasn’t a priority.
Until was straight-up busted. Fury was generated when taking damage, among other things. That meant that, whenever Metra took damage, future damage instances were reduced. Combined with her Astrotium exterior, she’d be almost impossible to harm in any meaningful way. In theory, anyway.
Sticking to Strength there.
The completionist inside him obviously wanted It is Done so he had the whole Doom phrase assembled. Vector Break, however, was just more useful. Metra liked to throw Rex Magnar around a lot. Tossing the halberd through a portal to change its path and destination completely would combo well with Tear too, so it was just the universally smart choice. Metra gave him an agreeing moan when he looked to her for an opinion.
An interesting and incredibly potent trio of choices. Putting the Stat bonuses aside, he had the choice between an absolutely incredible aura effect, extreme crowd control resistance, and infinite scaling. Star Wolf was the weakest of the three right this moment, as was typically the case with infinitely scaling mechanics. What dissuaded John from it was that it didn’t list what exactly the bonuses were and that he hadn’t unlocked any Starforging yet. The other two were just straight-up powerful.
While John still pondered which one he would recommend, he was distracted by Metra’s lips retreating from his dick. Not in the ‘slowly sliding upwards to go back down’ but in the ‘I got something to say’ fashion. “Give me Metal Wolf,” the First of Wrath demanded.
“You sure?” he asked. It wasn’t a bad choice, immunity to mind control effects alone was to make that sales pitch work. John just wanted to give this the proper consideration.
“I’m not leaning into either Mother Chaos or that ass Enki,” Metra growled. “I’m my own kingmaker.”
The green eyes of the wrathful wolf girl were ready to engage in a staring duel. She wouldn’t find one, as John just nodded. “These are your Perks,” he told her while confirming the choice. “I just press the buttons.” Metra grinned and John scratched her soft ears. After a few seconds of enjoying that, he gripped her head and pulled her back down on his cock. Metra purred throughout both exercises.
All that was left now was the Reset Perk.
John let out a long sigh. As well as Metra worked his manhood, the source of it was entirely the lack of any option that let him decrease the horrendous upkeep cost for his Artificial Spirits. 40% of his mana regeneration was actually quite cheap considering he got 4 combatants on his level out of it, but it still bothered him.
‘Although I couldn’t have taken it anyway,’ the Gamer reminded himself and pressed on Sisterhood. He would need that extra maximum whenever he made the new body for Delicia. “Alright, let me cum down Metra’s slave throat and then we head outside to test the new abilities,” John announced.
And so they did.
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Funatic
It's right away.
Askance
I wonder if the skill lvl spd decrease hits right away or after he adds the new AS? Judging by the reset perk it would be right away, Gaia isn't messing around on slowing AS down
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