Thirty minutes.

That's all it took to turn a royal palace into a pile of rubble.

Well what used to be grand halls and fancy pillars was now just broken rocks and dust. The whole place looked like someone had dropped a mountain on it and then kicked the remains for fun.

And in the middle of this mess stood Jax.

He was bleeding from at least five different places. His breathing was heavy. Every muscle in his body screamed in pain.

But he was smiling.

That crazy, manic smile of someone who was having the time of his life.

'Fuck, this hurts. But damn if it doesn't feel good to finally feel something.'

Behind him, Sylvie had given up standing. She sat on a broken piece of wall, her body completely drained.

She had fought before getting captured, fought during captivity, and now this. Her mana core was empty. Not just empty. Broken empty. The flow was so messed up she could barely feel her own magic anymore.

Roxana wasn't much better. She had punched her way through several summons with raw strength. Her knuckles were bloody, her arms shaking. But it wasn't enough. It was never enough against these numbers.

They had been outnumbered from the start. Fifty plus enemies attacking from every direction. Ten mages in the back kept supporting the frontline fighters with attakcs, buffs and heals. It was a nightmare.

But now?

Now most of that frontline was gone. Their combined effort had torn through Harry's army like a storm.

Harry stood there, hissing through his teeth. His precious army was reduced to just ten mages.

Ten.

From over fifty.

"Die you motherfucker!" Harry screamed.

The remaining mages responded. Fire, water, crystal, sand, and sound. Five different elements launched at Jax all at once.

Jax moved. But his body wasn't cooperating like before. His movements were sluggish. Slow. The aftermath of some attacks clipped him, burning his shoulder, cutting his cheek.

But he pushed through.

He reached one mage and swung.

SLASH.

Clean cut. Head off. Gone.

Jax turned to Harry, his face shifting into the most innocent expression he could manage.

"What have I done wrong for this?" He put a hand on his chest like a hurt puppy. "For this bullying? I just tasted your girlfriend a little. Was that a crime?"

Harry's eye twitched.

"I mean, she was beautiful. What could I have done? I'm just a weak man with weak self-control."

"Stop."

"You know her ass?" Jax continued like he didn't hear him. "So wiggly. So fun to watch. The way it bounced while I was pounding her from behind? Like two puppies fighting under a blanket. I could watch that shit for hours."

"STOP IT!"

Jax licked his lips slowly. "And the taste of her. Mmm." He closed his eyes like he was remembering a fine meal. "Her lips. Her tongue. Those cute little nipples. And down there?" He whistled. "A delicacy. Five stars. Would eat again."

"YOU SON OF A BITCH!"

Harry's mages charged their spells again. But Jax was already moving. Three more mages fell before they could even release their magic.

Their heads rolled on the ground and vanished into purple mist.

Jax wiped his blade casually. "So where were we? Ah right. Below... the parts below her."

He touched his own lips which had blood clotted, pouting like a child complaining to his mother. "She was biting too hard during our kissing session. Look at this." He showed the small marks on his lower lip. "So aggressive. I thought she was gonna eat my face."

Then he pulled off his shirt.

Nail marks. Deep red lines running across his stomach.

"See this? This happened when she was riding me. By herself, mind you. I didn't even ask. She just climbed on and went wild. Didn't care about my poor body at all. Used me like a toy." He shook his head in fake disappointment. "Honestly, I'm the victim here."

Harry was shaking now. His whole body trembled with rage.

"I'm telling you, man. You can't handle her. The pleasure I gave that woman?" Jax spread his arms wide. "You can't match it. Your relationship is destined for NTR. She'll come crawling back to me the moment she gets bored of your limp dick."

He paused, tilting his head.

"Not only that. She's an angel from heaven. And you?" Jax pointed at Harry with his sword. "You're a piece of shit from a pothole. You two don't match. Accept it."

Harry's magic started leaking uncontrollably. Purple energy poured out of him like steam from a boiling pot.

Behind Jax, Sylvie and Roxana exchanged a look.

The same thought crossed both their minds.

'We should send Harry a condolence card after this. Maybe some flowers. The humiliation this poor bastard just received... that was beyond evil.'

Harry screamed wordlessly and started pulling at his mana. More summons. He was trying to bring out more.

'Shit. So fifty wasn't his limit.'

Harry was reassembling the pieces of his fallen summons. Pulling them back together from nothing.

Jax didn't want this to drag on. He was tired too. Exhausted. Running on fumes.

So he charged.

Harry was so deep in his anger, so focused on his summoning, that he didn't even see Jax coming.

'Idiot. Anger is truly a bitch that makes you lose everything.'

Jax's sword rose. Ready to end this.

Then lightning struck.

CRACK!

The thunderbolt hit Jax square in the chest. He flew backward, crashing into the ground hard. His body skidded across broken stones before stopping.

'What the... I let my guard down.'

He forced his eyes open and checked his stats.

[Champion: Jax Rayne]

[Level: 35]

[HP: 997 / 50,000] [MP: 2,200 / 2,200]

'Nine hundred and ninety-seven. Fuck me.'

He looked up to see what hit him.

A lion. Massive. Thunder crackling around its entire body like a living storm.

And it wasn't alone.

A dire wolf with glowing eyes. A huge bear that could crush a house. A giant hawk circling above. An iron boar with tusks like swords. A horned lizard. A feathered raptor. A ridgeback yak. A marsh stalker. A hill ram. Sun goats. A frost fox.

Beast after beast after beast.

These weren't Harry's summons. These were real. Living. Tamed.

And standing between them like a queen among her subjects was a woman. The same women Jax was eagerly waiting for his revenge. The women he thought was their leader from the start. And importantly--

The friend of Zoe.

[Champion: Masha]

[Level: 30]

[HP: 20,000 / 20,000]

[MP: 15,000 / 15,000]

She walked right past Jax without even looking at him. Her eyes were fixed on Harry, who looked like a ghost. Crying. Raging. Broken.

"Brother." Her voice was confused. Worried. "What's going on?"

Harry didn't look at her. He just kept muttering.

"Kill. Kill. I'm gonna kill. Tear him apart. Kill."

The ground shook.

One hundred summons materialized around Harry. Every single one he had left. His entire arsenal. All of them.

And behind them, Masha's twenty beasts joined the formation.

One hundred and twenty enemies.

Against a man with 997 HP.

Jax stayed on the ground, staring at the army before him.

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