Strongest Warlock - Wizard World Irregular

The Demigod, Godfrey, wasn’t well known because he lived in seclusion and mystery.

He operated by sending his underlings to handle everything, but even these underlings didn’t know his real identity.

All they knew was that he loved exceptional and beautiful women with powerful bloodlines.

None of them questioned his tastes, for they only needed to follow his command.

Because by doing so, they would gain a fraction of his power.

Through his blood, his believers gained superhuman strength, as well as other powers he was capable of bestowing.

But the power they were granted didn’t come from him.

It came from his Father, who was in another plane of existence.

Conceived from the union of a Vampire Progenitor and a Mortal Princess, Godfrey was born.

Unlike other Vampires, he had the ability to walk safely under the sun and wield his powers as he saw fit.

He was raised with love and care by his Mortal mother and was taught to be respectful to ladies.

Godfrey followed his mother’s teachings and made sure to respect and love ladies as much as possible.

Due to his handsome looks and strong charisma, there was no shortage of women throwing themselves into his embrace or crawling into his bed.

Unfortunately, he still had Vampire blood running in his veins, so his craving for blood had been part of his life.

He only drank the blood of women but never killed them.

He would love and cherish them until they reached their late twenties before returning them to their homes.

In order to make them forget their love for him, he would wipe their memories of him so that they would be able to live the rest of their lives in peace and quiet.

In Godfrey’s eyes, that was his act of mercy.

So he was always on the lookout for other women to love and to spend a decade with.

And right now, he had set his sights on the three ladies in the Magdar Kingdom.

The most exceptional of them was currently facing him in battle, and he couldn’t help but smile because she had surpassed his expectations.

"You are truly an exceptional lady," Godfrey said. "Are you perhaps saving yourself for the Tidebringer? Forget about that chap. As you can see, he is no match against me. He can’t protect you." ṟÅΝổВЁS̈

Hecate gave the fallen Tidebringer a side-long glance before taking another fighting stance. She was currently fighting Godfrey dozens of meters above the ground.

The young lady was wearing winged sandals, allowing her to gain a foothold in the air. It was an artifact that she possessed but had never used in battle, at least, not yet.

"Are you sure you want to continue?" Godfrey arched an eyebrow. "We have been fighting for a few minutes, so you must already know it, right? You are no match for me."

Hecate agreed with Godfrey.

She was indeed not a match for him.

’But I can make him feel a world of pain if my seal is released,’ Hecate thought.

Although releasing her seal might indeed make her strong enough to beat the crap out of Godfrey, it would only last half an hour at most.

After half an hour, her situation would once again return to what it was.

Godfrey was a Demigod, and even in her unsealed state, it would still be very difficult for her to kill him, which was why she was hesitating.

If she failed, she would enter a lethargic state that would leave her even more vulnerable and unable to resist whatever the Vampire Lord planned to do with her.

But as Hecate was considering her options, a gust of wind blew past her, and a second later, Joanne hovered beside her.

The young lady with long blue hair had discarded her nightgown and was now wearing a very provocative suit that showed too much skin.

Even Godfrey couldn’t help but smile, liking what he was seeing.

Using the power of darkness, Joanne had conjured something similar to a two-piece

Sportswear for girls, exposing her belly button.

In the past, Joanne would be too embarrassed to show her belly button to others.

But now, her concept of shame had been reduced to the bare minimum due to her succubus trait manifesting in full.

"Where’s Ramona?" Hecate asked.

"Unconscious on the bed, sleeping with a satisfied look on her face," Joanne replied playfully. "She won’t be waking up anytime soon."

"Did you have a lot of fun with her?" Hecate inquired in an amused tone.

"She’s delicious," Joanne answered with a mischievous smile on her face. "I’m sure she’ll be

So embarrassed once she remembers everything in the morning."

Godfrey listened to the girl’s chat with his hands behind his back and a smile on his face. He didn’t initiate any attacks and allowed the girls to talk freely.

"I’m also very delicious, you know?" Godfrey commented. "Of course, I’m sure you are very delicious as well."

"Eh? I’ll pass," Joanne replied. "You might be handsome, but you’re not my type."

"So what is your type?" Godfrey asked.

"Someone kind, strong, and loving like my brother," Joanne replied in a heartbeat. "I don’t like men who treat ladies like trophies."

"Then I’ll change my ways," Godfrey smiled. "I’ll even let you ride on top if you want to."

"Not interested," Joanne smiled. "I like being dominated, you know?"

"Now you’re talking," Godfrey chuckled. "I’ll make sure you enjoy every minute of it."

Joanne smirked before giving Hecate a sidelong glance.

"Can you kill this guy?" Joanne asked.

"I can try," Hecate answered. "But if I fail, we’re dead."

"I’d rather die than have this guy embrace me," Joanne commented.

Although her tone was still playful, it held a firmness that couldn’t be denied.

"You girls want to resist me till the very end?" Godfery sighed. "Fine. Since I am the one in the wrong this time, let’s just fight. You will understand that I’m way better than any man you’ve

Ever met."

"Ready when you are, Hecate." Joanne summoned a ball of darkness in her hand.

Hecate took a deep and long breath as she closed her eyes.

A few seconds later, a powerful aura exploded from her body, which made Godfrey’s expression turn solemn.

"Destiny’s First Seal, Unlocked," Hecate stated before suddenly disappearing from where she

Hovered.

A second later, Godfrey was sent crashing to the ground as a delicate fist connected with his chest, making the Vampire Lord feel a stinging pain in his chest that made him realize that he could no longer hold back against his opponents.

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