"Ying… ying ying…"
After a brief moment of stunned silence, Furan let out a series of cries unlike a human's from her mouth, struggling in his arms as if trying to break free.
Then her muscles tensed, and after letting out an incomprehensible "ying ying" sound, her body went limp.
"Is that it?" Karl was also surprised. He thought she was like an experienced queen, but in practice, it lasted less than three minutes, and she was stiff the whole time.
Forget about an experienced woman taking the initiative; she was just a motionless doll.
Karl looked at the Lizard Woman, who was standing still, stunned: "Come here, what are you standing there for?"
"Ah?" The Lizard Woman, after a moment of stunned surprise, walked over, her eyes questioning.
"Lie down." Karl lifted Furan's two long legs.
The Lizard Woman's expression was regretful, but her body didn't hesitate. Following his request, she turned around and lay on the ground.
She was 1.9 meters tall, with a well-built physique. Even lying down, her sense of strength was evident.
Karl casually placed the stopped Furan on her back.
Then, he wrapped both hands around the Lizard Woman's waist. Her body fat was much lower than a human's; he could feel the muscles just under her skin, clearly sensing the streamlined muscle contours.
Karl spent some time finding the right position, as it was different from a human's.
Then came the entry.
Completely different from a human.
Karl quickly discovered he was locked in, literally locked in.
"Can you relax a little?"
"Ah?" The Lizard Woman, kneeling on the ground, turned her head, her expression puzzled: "Sorry, I can't control it."
Karl saw that she didn't seem to be lying. Although with his strength, he could force his way out, there was no need. He quickly discovered that after being locked in, a series of wriggling sensations began to appear.
He didn't need to do anything, just wait: "Can you tell me about Lord Kasha?"
"Of course." The Lizard Woman was completely different from Furan. Although they were connected, her expression showed no abnormality.
She began to tell Karl about Kasha as she saw her.
Karl listened to her narration while feeling the wriggling sensations.
The whole process was extremely simple.
Her tribe originally lived in the swamps of the Gloomy Forest. Black Dragon King Kasha easily defeated the strongest in their tribe and was willing to give them food.
In return, their tribe needed to select elite warriors to fight for Black Dragon King Kasha.
Karl could hear her adoration for Kasha in her words.
The two chatted casually like this for about six minutes.
Karl frowned slightly. He could feel the granular wriggling getting tighter and tighter, and then he ejaculated.
Then came another squeeze, completely emptying it, before little Karl was expelled.
The Lizard Woman's expression remained largely unchanged throughout the process. In her perception, "sex" was completely different from human understanding.
"Can your tongue swirl?"
Karl noticed her forked tongue when she spoke.
"Of course." The Lizard Woman stuck out her tongue.
"Try to curl it up." Karl pointed his finger at little Karl.
Although the Lizard-girl was puzzled, she didn't hesitate. Following his request, she stuck out her tongue and wrapped it around little Karl a few times.
"Yes, just like that…" Karl gasped, continuing to instruct her.
Before long, Furan gradually recovered from her daze, her eyes going from bewildered to clear. She saw the Lizard-girl lying on Karl's lap.
"…"
"You're awake?" Karl reached out a finger, watching Furan as she seemed to be put on pause again: "Interesting."
He found some patterns.
As long as he entered, it would have an effect similar to a canine being grabbed by the scruff of its neck.
"Indeed, pure-blood non-human girls are completely different from humans."
Chapter 197: Blood Pressure Soars
"Ying ying… ying!" Furan's long legs were lifted and held by Karl from behind, her sexy jade feet swaying, her mouth open, saliva dripping from her lips.
Her eyes rolled back, and she let out the mournful yelps of a fox from her mouth.
"So weak." Karl gently pushed one of her tails aside. The fluffy, soft fox tail felt very comfortable to stroke.
It would be very inconvenient when he was thrusting from behind her.
Especially since Karl wasn't taking the conventional route.
The Lizard-girl lay in front of Furan, sticking out her forked tongue. She didn't understand the purpose of this action, but her obedience was absolute. Following Karl's request, her tongue went deep and stirred.
"Stop… it, ying ying…!" Furan's body went limp. Her strength was not high to begin with, and in Karl's arms, she was like a doll, at his mercy.
Karl leaned in from behind, close to her fox ear, and lightly bit: "Lord Furan, your body is clearly very cooperative."
As he spoke, he increased his force.
Furan's soft fox body, under the enhancement of his seven-plus-five-stage strength, was simply subjected to his rough development.
"…!"
Furan's muscles tightened, then she twitched and trembled, her eyes rolling back, her sexy lips parted, saliva dripping onto her snow-white skin.
"Is that it?"
Karl held her two straight long legs, watching her body convulse abnormally.
It seemed the physiological structure of pure-blood beast-girls was different from humans, leading to a huge difference in their tolerance for these things, which in turn caused particularly intense physiological reactions.
Furan was a mature fox woman, with a voluptuous figure, but when Karl used her, she would just freeze.
Now that the back door was opened, it could also make her eyes roll back.
It was quite a contrast to her appearance.
Conversely.
Drops of water slid down the scales on the Lizard Woman's face. She looked at Karl with a bewildered expression, unsure whether to retract her tongue.
Seeing this, Karl pulled Furan out and placed her on the wooden floor.
She was still in a state of rolled-back eyes, her body occasionally twitching.
"Let's continue." Karl looked at the Lizard Woman's rear. Her lizard tail was thick, dragging on the ground, and also served to maintain body balance.
The Lizard Woman's reaction to "sex" was very calm. Perhaps a different approach would reveal a different kind of scenery.
The next morning.
Kasha sat in the center of the main tent, her gaze sweeping over Furan, frowning slightly: "Are you injured?"
Furan's face was ashen, her hand unconsciously pressing on her abdomen. She couldn't understand how a Black Dragon could come up with such strange things.
She wanted to humiliate Karl, but instead, she was humiliated from the inside out.
"Apologies, Master, there were some unexpected developments in the plan, but please rest assured, it will not affect our battle with the Oram Family."
Furan paused for a second, then continued: "I can't yet discern Karl's objective, but I will arrange for people to monitor him closely to ensure he doesn't affect our overall plan."
Kasha's gaze was profound. She merely nodded slightly, without asking further questions.
She then said: "The Oram Family's Snow Wolf Legion will arrive on the battlefield at dusk. I want to personally test their strength."
Furan endured the discomfort from her abdomen, front and back. She always felt it wasn't clean.
After all, twenty centimeters really did reach the very end.
She forced herself to think before replying: "Grand Duke Sophie controls the Northern Lands. Although those nobles harbor their own agendas, they will unite against us to defend their territory.
And while our army can rely on prey in the forest for food supplies, if we get bogged down in a prolonged war, we will be at a severe disadvantage."
Furan looked at Kasha, saying word by word: "Behind Snow Peak Fortress is a vast plain. We cannot fight the Snow Wolf Legion on the plain, so we must defeat the Snow Wolf Legion here."
This was why they stayed here.
In this place, with the forest at their back, they would confront the Snow Wolf Legion. If they could eliminate them, they could sustain themselves through war and enter the Northern Lands.
Otherwise, once they stepped onto the plains.
That would be the Oram Family's most proficient battlefield, the plains, where their formations could be fully deployed.
The Oram Family, with Snow Wolf Cavalry as vanguards, a large number of knights following the charge, mages arrayed for bombardment, against the Monster Beast Legion's tactic of relying purely on individual strength and brute force.
It would be difficult to win.
Even if they won, they wouldn't be able to advance further, and would then be embroiled in endless battles against the Northern Land nobles.
Kasha stood up, her four-meter body exuding a sense of oppression, her golden vertical pupils flashing with excitement: "Tonight, I will personally lead the charge."
A hint of worry flashed in Furan's eyes.
The Snow Wolf Legion, a legion that had dominated the Northern Lands for four hundred years, would surely choose to sally forth and meet them in battle, for their honor.
Although the battlefield chosen was not conducive to cavalry, it was relatively advantageous, but that didn't mean the Monster Beast Legion would win.
"Bastard…"
Furan felt another tearing sensation from behind. She had thought all night but couldn't understand why Karl wanted to enter her defecation area.
Was this Black Dragon out of his mind?
On the other side.
Karl lay leisurely on the floor, holding a sizzling piece of roasted meat in his hand, tearing into it with big bites. Although his grilling skills were extremely mediocre.
He was truly hungry.
Around him, various female members of different races lay scattered on the ground, exuding the unique charm of their respective races.
However, at this moment, they were generally lying on the ground, legs spread, in a state of slumber.
Karl ate his meat, his gaze sweeping over their graceful bodies.
He wasn't just simply engaging with women. Through the chaotic development of last night, he had basically figured out the main races under Kasha.
Mainly Orcs, Goblins, Ogres, Fox Tribe, and Dark Elves, with other very small tribes.
Although Karl wasn't picky, he really couldn't bring himself to be interested in Orcs, Goblins, and Ogres.
So, after a night, his experience only increased to sixty percent of Fifth Stage.
To level up, he still needed to develop new positions.
Karl ate his meat, looking out the window. The sun was setting. He had deliberately timed it. By now, White Pheasant's Snow Wolf Legion should have entered the city.
In Snow Peak Fortress.
White Pheasant sat proudly atop a three-meter-tall giant Snow Wolf. Behind her were three thousand Snow Wolf Cavalry, nearly two meters tall, with bulging muscles.
They wore heavy silver armor adorned with white beast fur.
The surrounding city guards, seeing this army enter the city, involuntarily retreated a few steps.
White Pheasant's gaze turned to Leona beside her: "Open the city gates. You lead your troops to cover the army. I will cut off that Black Dragon's head!"
Leona gritted his teeth, emboldened to say:
"Commander White Pheasant, I have been fighting the Black Dragon Legion for half a month. Their combat power is not comparable to ordinary monster beasts.
Grand Duke Sophie's reinforcements will arrive soon. We should rely on the city walls and wait for reinforcements."
However, before he could finish speaking, his body was lifted into the air.
White Pheasant's eyes blazed with fire, her face as cold as frost: "The iron cavalry of the Snow Wolf Legion will flatten all opponents."
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