The next moment a portal appeared in the place. It had black center with white edges, rotating around itself at a great speed. "Who will come?" he asked, trying to know anything about his opponent.

"This… I can't control. But don't worry, your dragon is mighty," the soft voice chuckled, and James didn't say anymore.

The next minute, the portal kept spinning without showing anything else. In a moment a sudden rumble occurred, and the next a middle aged man appeared out of nowhere.

He stood there, not knowing what was going on. He glanced around and all he could see was a youth glancing back at him fixedly like he was eyeing a prey.

"Hey kid, do you know what this place is?"

"Yes," James nodded, "it's your graveyard," he added with an evil smile. The response made the man vigilant. He now knew he wasn't in a friendly territory.

The next moment, the man's face changed and James knew the reason. "Don't bother, you can't summon your artifacts here."

"Really? And you think you can kill me with that fragile body of yours?" the man was surprised, yet not worried. He was confident in his ability in smashing this arrogant youth and turned this place to his graveyard instead.

"Big words, I hope you can support them," James laughed and the next moment the man started to change.

His body started to grow bigger until he had double the size of his initial shape. "Happy and confident now? Come and let me teach you a lesson, a deadly lesson."

"The same is for you," it was James' turn to change. The next moment his body turned bigger, and a grand dragon appeared in front of the man's eyes.

James' dragon was much bigger, with those scales and wings he looked scarier. "W- Who the hell are you?" the man stuttered while retreating a couple of steps back.

"I'm your death messenger," James laughed while walking to that man. "Come, let me kill you," he added while heading towards the man in steady steps.

"Go away," the man started to shout and run. James glanced at this futile attempt to run away before flapping his wings and the next second they reached the man, falling upon him like giant rock.

"Boom!"

The ground shook from the heavy weight of James, and the man was instantly crushed into the ground; nailed there!

"Having trouble breathing?" James sneered, before adding, "don't worry, soon you won't be bothered by all these… as a ghost you don't need to breathe, hahaha."

He was in a good mood! Just the idea of having a new queen made him excited. This man seemed to be a strong elder of a shrine, yet he was easily crushed by James like he was a child!

"Go… away!"

The man tried his best to shout, yet his voice came muffled, interrupted with a low scream of pain. "Sorry, didn't hear you well," James joked as the next moment he used his strong claws and grabbed the man from his neck.

He moved away while lifting the man in the air. "Have any last words?" he said.

"I will be avenged by my shrine. Rot in hell, bastard!"

"Hahaha, wrong words indeed," James laughed before exerting more strength in his claws, and a pop sound emerged from the man's neck.

Simply like this, an elder of a shrine, a strong person died under his claws!

"Congratulations, your first kill is now over and you gained everything that man's soul had."

The voice then went silent for a moment before a large number of weapons appeared in front of him. James was speechless for all these artifacts; reaching the number of twenty and exceeding it.

Yet one of them managed to attract his attention more than the others; a dark red whip with black rod in its end.

This one stood alone, while other artifacts seemed to be frightened of it. They all gathered up in one place, while the whip stood motionless in another.

It stood for a few moments there before it noticed James, standing in his dragon form and beside him the dead body of her old master.

Then she came to him.

"Master, is that you?" the soft voice appeared in James' mind, reminding him of the voice he heard from the previous queen.

"Yes, it's me," he answered, while glancing over the other artifacts. "You, come here all and don't slack," he shouted, and those artifacts came to him obediently; not daring to speak.

"From now on I'll be your new master," he said, trying to act mighty and arrogant.

"Master… you seem… different!" and the whip suddenly remarked.

"I don't have all my memories, yet…" he was about to continue when all of them suddenly vanished. "What? Where are they?" he hurried to ask.

"This place is repelling artifacts like fire repelling coldness. I sent them into your soul before they got crushed here."

The soft voice came again before adding, "now you can go back, and after a week I will summon you again for another battle," she said before adding, "and try to nourish your artifacts as much as you can."

"I will."

"And take care of yourself very well."

"Don't worry," he chuckled, and the next moment he felt himself spinning in a portal before landing heavily on the ground of his dorm.

"I told you he is…" the next moment he heard this shout coming from the corridor leading to his room. Dora was there, coming with Rigo to check on him. "isn't here… where have you been? I searched all over the place for you!" and she shouted then at him!

"I was just doing my own stuff," he lied before turning to Rigo, "where are we now?" trying to change the topic.

His mind was still filled with many things to sort out. First he needed to enter his soul room and see the new acquisition there. He hoped to find new interesting specimens, if not then he would be settled with his two new queens.

"They must be beauties," he said to himself.

"We are on our way home, still needing some days to reach the capital," Rigo sensed his leader's disturbed mind, yet he didn't say anymore.

"Great, I will go to meditate and train then," he said, before turning to Dora, "what will you do?"

"Me?" she was still mad at him, not buying his silly excuse, "I will go and lead the fleet with Rigo," she said expressing her anger as she thought he wanted her to stay with him.

Yet he didn't.

"Alright," he nodded before adding, "come to me when we arrive at the capital."

"Will you stay all this time here?" she was shocked, as if she wanted to ask if he didn't plan to invade them again, she and Anasta.

"Sure," he smiled, calmly ignoring her hidden meaning, "I have many things I need to do and train as well," he said.

"Do what?"

"Training!"

"That's just a single thing!"

"Yet I need to train."

"Sigh, you are…" she paused, not knowing what to say to him. "forget it, I will go with Rigo and command the fleet."

"Good luck then." He didn't argue or stop her, as he watched the two moving out shaking their heads with puzzled expressions.

"I need to train and amuse myself for some time," he was very eager to taste the new girls, and see if there was anymore coming with the new batch.

"Yet that place," as he became all alone, he started to first check his room. There was nothing wrong with it. Not even a scratch!

"How was I moved there and brought back then? How much time did I take?" he was curious about many things. "Sigh, many questions and no one around to answer," he shook his head, helplessly, before residing to drop this down.

"That man came out of nowhere, like me as well," he thought while sitting on the bare ground, "so that means the only connection we had together was the queens," he reached this conclusion before muttering:

"That means I'm connected to them, am I really their master? Am I their master reincarnation? And what about that prophecy? Sigh, more questions," he shook his head before closing up his eyes and entering his soul room.

There he found a surprising scene waiting for him!

Fourteen girl! Fourteen girls stood in two lines, dressing up in hot lingeries; short, tight, and transparent with different colors. Yet the red dominated the scene!

In front of them, two girls stood there guiding them, like their coaches!

"When you are on top, what will you do?"

"Move the hips, c'mon, shake these hips fast and vigorous, make his shaft tremble and his body rumble!"

"When you are on the belly, what will you do?"

"Move the back, shake them hard and slow, dance like you are standing on flat ground and not kneeling on it!"

"What the hell is going on here?!!!" and he stood simply there mesmerized; not knowing what to do!