Once Archer finished eating, the five girls expressed their desire to stay with the 1st Legion when it moved north. He informed them that they would all head to Draconia until the Swarm attacks ceased, but only after meeting up with everyone.

When Teuila suggested picking up the others and bringing them to the fortress, Archer agreed. He decided to go to Mediterra for Hemera, Hecate, and Talila. The girls all agreed with his decision and walked outside with him.

After standing in the courtyard, Archer looked at the girls with a loving smile. “Be careful on your journey north. I will be back later or in the morning, and I might gather them all at once, saving time,” he said.

They all nodded before saying goodbye with a kiss. After that, he took off, and by the time he left the fortress wall, he was joined by Brooke, smiling at him. “You never said goodbye to me, grandson, but that doesn’t matter as I’m coming with you.”

Archer smiled before quickly scooping the older woman into a princess carry as they crossed over some mountains. Brooke giggled when he did this but wrapped her arms around his shoulders.

The two continued flying over the Southlands and passed above the Zenia Empire when they spotted a horde of mutate trolls and other monsters, causing Archer to hover above them as a plan formed in his mind.

He chuckled before summoning hundreds of Stone Men that fell on top of the horde and quickly tore them apart. The commanding Swarm Monsters fell to the fists of Archer’s stone constructs.

Archer was hovering above the battlefield as Brooke slipped out of his arms before casting her spells. This allowed him to scan the beautiful, mature woman.

Brooke Ashguard

Level: 2374

Rank: Pseudo God

Magic: Fire – Thunder – Light

‘She’s only leveled up once since we first met,’ Archer mused. ‘Its definitely harder the higher rank you are.”

He soon stopped thinking and cast Plasma Missiles, which chased the monsters around before piercing their bodies with scorching violet lava. When the spells hit the mutated trolls, they dropped dead without making a noise.

After fighting for an hour, the Swarm was dealt with, and the Stone Men brought Archer thousands of hearts. When receiving those, he transformed into his Shadow Prince form before eating every heart in his Item Box.

When that happened, Archer felt a rush of experience flow through his body. It was overwhelming, and he dropped to his knees. The thousands of hearts broke down and seeped into his system, granting him numerous status points.

Minutes later, everything settled down. Archer looked up to see Brooke staring down with a concerned expression. He smiled at her before standing on wobbly legs, but she grabbed him to hold him steady.

Archer shook his head and checked his new status.

Experience: 3000200

/4000000

Experience Gained: 2000000

HP: 50500>50700

Mana: 795600>795800

Strength: 58000>58100

Constitution: 56000>56100

Stamina: 56000>56100

Intelligence: 46500>46520

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Archer’s smile widened as he reviewed his gains, resolving to confront the Swarm at every opportunity. Spotting Brooke watching him with curiosity, he approached and swept her up without a word.

Leaning in, he pressed a tender kiss filled with affection onto the mature woman’s soft lips. Brooke shuddered at his touch, visibly affected by the gesture, but soon responded with a passionate kiss of her own.

Following that, the two separated and continued with their journey north after Archer dismissed the Stone Men. When the dup reached the Land of Mediterra, they saw utter chaos. Towns and villages burned as monsters ran wild; Archer looked at Brooke with concern, causing her to smile, “I’ll find the ladies and protect them. You destroy the Swarm so you can become a Demi-God and finally stand toe-to-toe with the stronger enemy,” she explained.

Archer nodded as Brooke cast a spell, mana coursing over her body. He quickly sent a message to Hemera and received an instant reply, informing him that they were holed up in a fort and providing directions to their location.

Turning to the older woman, he said, “The girls are in a fortress on the coast; you can’t miss it as it sits at the mouth of the River Styx.”

Brooke smiled before flying off, leaving him alone. Archer watched as she vanished into the distance, then transformed into his Shadow Prince form and dove into the nearby shadows to hunt powerful monsters.

Finding his first Swarm Commander, a mutated elf, after twenty minutes of searching. Archer observed as the creature directed the other monsters, sending them rushing in different directions. Seizing the opportunity, he summoned Stone Men.

The Stone Men emerged from the shadows, grabbing the unsuspecting monsters. Archer chuckled before lunging at the elf, who was taller and more imposing than he was.

Using the Wild Fang Style, Archer swiftly tore the shocked mutant apart, reveling in the battle. He went crazy and swiped his claws, which sent out sharp blades thanks to Mana

Manipulation.

Archer’s attack sliced dozens of Ratlings in half while damaging the trolls that appeared from behind them. He smiled before taking a deep breath and letting out a deadly Dragon’s Breath that washed over the enemies.

Screams and howls rang out as the Stone Men rushed in and finished the monsters, clearing the path south. Archer glanced around and ordered the stone constructs to guard the road after summoning hundreds more.

Once satisfied, Archer took off and flew toward the three elves but killed many monsters rampaging across Mediterra. He passed over burning villages and spotted people trying to extinguish flames.

Archer felt terrible for the people and used Mana Manipulation to put the flames out by sucking it all up and letting it bellow out over the river, which excited the surviving children. After sorting the fire out, he gave the village leader a pouch full of gold.

The older Sun Elf looked confused, but Archer explained, “Take this to buy food and medicine. My legions will be here in under a week and provide everything you need, including

security.”

“Why is a stranger helping a group of sun elves?” the leader asked as the others looked at

him.

Archer shrugged, “Because it’s the right thing to do, and one of my wives is a sun elf.”

“Is she a local?” the older man questioned in a curious tone.

He shook his head, “No, her name is Hemera Helios.”

The surrounding elves’ eyes widened, but Archer smiled before taking off and aiding several villages to the capital, Ravenna, to check on Cassandra and the others. After flying for a while, The came across the capital and was shocked.

Giants ran amok inside the city, destroying buildings and crushing the palace walls. When Archer saw this, his rage overtook him, and he transformed into his dragon form before using

Blink to get close.

He fell on top of his enemy, and savagery tore it apart before moving on. They tried to fight back, but Archer dodged the swings like a cat before dragging his claws across the creature’s

face.

Following his first attack, Archer let out an earth-shaking roar before lunging toward the closest Gaint. He quickly cast Blink and appeared on the monster’s back, his claws digging

deep into its thick hide.

“Time to end this,” Archer growled, his voice a guttural snarl as he dragged his claws across its spine. He severed muscle and bone like cutting through butter, causing blood to splatter over the nearby buildings.

In a final, brutal twist, Archer wrenched Giant’s head from its body, tossing it aside like a discarded toy. He escaped from the falling corpse, wings spreading wide as he soared to the

next target.

Archer closed in on another creature who was unaware of his approach but soon noticed when The let out a rage-filled roar. It began to swing a massive club toward his head, but he used Blink to dodge the attack before crashing into it.

His claws lashed out like an angry cat, slicing Giant into bits. A severed arm fell to the street below while the other flew into the distance. Archer didn’t ease up by biting its head and

crushing it.

Blood poured out like a water fountain. The monster’s eyes widened in shock before it collapsed, lifeless, to the ground. His fury was unrelenting. The giants fell before him one by one, killing more savagely than the last.

He moved like a shadow, a blur of death and destruction. It tried to fight back, but their efforts were futile against his overwhelming power and speed. As he butchered through the horde, the sky darkened with storm clouds drawn by the intensity of his wrath.

It took Archer an hour to kill the giants, but when he finally did, exhaustion settled over him.

Bloodied and weary, he went to the palace garden, seeking respite. Curled beneath the ancient trees, he allowed himself to drift into sleep, the serene surroundings starkly contrasting with the earlier chaos.

His wounds, though numerous, began to heal as his regeneration powers quietly mended his

battered body. As he slept, the palace garden became a sanctuary of peace amidst the ruins of Ravenna, the soft rustle of leaves and the distant murmur of the city lulling him into a deep

slumber.

Hours passed, and Archer felt someone stroking his nose, causing his eyes to open lazily. He spotted his adopted mother, Cassandra, standing there with a loving smile. Without thinking, The gently nudged the woman with his massive head.

The mature sun elf giggled, “I’m happy to see you too, my son. Thank you for helping us once

again.”

Archer grunted before nudging her again as Cassandra continued, “Return to your normal form. I want to see you.”

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