Master Of Voracious Beasts Chapter 221
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"Ahh!" Delightfully exclaimed Loisa, She loves tamer's they can control their body parts to become slightly bigger, for her this is a jackpot.
A tamer who had a Godama wendigo which is quite stronger than her partner and even to her, if she is not this guy's nemesis then she may have been defeated in a frontal battle.
But right now she got the price, a tamer that is quite strong, but foolish for sacrificing his life for a woman he barely knows.
After enjoying herself she noticed Michelle who is still in her spell and after contemplating for a moment, Loisa beckoned her hand to her.
Being controlled and being non-tamer, she had no way of resisting the spell of a succubus who had a Serpintina, a Mythical Soul-beast in a Soul-beast category.
Michelle slowly walks to the both of them who are still in an embrace with each other and joined them by kissing either Jomel or Loisa.
Earlier Jomel is being controlled, and he is not aware of what is happening, only his instincts are working, being besieged by such temptations, he couldn't help but feel the excitement too.
He knew that he pounded Michelle but he had no feeling about it, and right now he is sober he can see the sight in front of him.
Their fur as a wolf, their smell as like devilish perfume is permeating through his body, giving him uncontrollable lust and attraction.
He knew that he should',t do this but seeing two beautiful naked bodies in front of him, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
He is guilty and angry earlier but he can't do anything right now, He is confident that the devouring ability of Motus can solve this because he felt that this is a curse.
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His mind and sober, he began to think of the possible outcome and why Motus would do that, he knew that Motus is scared of dying, even if it was dying of hunger, so there must be something beneath his plan.
He also left, he may be ferocious and fearless but Jomel knew that there's something beneath all those fiaschi.
While letting his body being devoured by this vixen, his mind ends up somewhere.
He plans to solve this problem after that vixen is done, he will find a way to get away from her enslavement if Motus's devouring ability didn't work.
He's not a clueless teenager now, he is aged around sixty, so his thinking and his mindset also improved, even it was the time when Motus controlled his body by killing a lot of Spirit or Specter soul-beast in the Soul-beast category, he knew it is still him or a part of him.
He wondered why he never gets to have some kind of felt like being bored, tired, etc. during that time, maybe because he had a devouring ability that makes him an ultimate condition.
Even roars couldn't affect him, all kinds of attacks that change status condition, he can feel it, when it was Motus is committing genocide to a random smaller world full of specter soul-beasts beings.
There is only one thing that can be noted, whenever he is attacked that has an effect and change of his status condition, he can feel it.
It's like his body was randomly neutralizing all kinds of attacks to him but the cause is his hunger, during that time when Motus is in that situation, Jomel can feel that Motus hunger intensifies whenever he was attacked.
And when was back in the main world, he was being controlled by Motus and Motus ended up leaving once he is done with his job or whatever it was that benefits him.
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Motus's information in his eyes or his Tamers soul-space was that whenever a Wolvereign is awakened, they will be attacked by powerful Soul-Beasts, and this time Jomel noticed that there's a lot of tamers who had a soul-beasts that is also in a Mythical Category in these past few days.
'Coincidence?'
He thought but...
'No!'
Jomel is sure that those tamers who had Soul-beasts in a Mythical Category came for Motus!
He had no idea about that or it is important to him, it was his life this time is in a dangerous situation, but bow he was captured what should he do?
Jomel suddenly felt something, 'Now you know why master' Motus voice ended being heard by him.
'Motus?!' Jomel was surprised, and he thought that this guy is back to his slumber.
'Bingo!' His voice is like Jomel already found out.
'Why are you being hunted?' He asked.
'Because I am handsome!' Motus playfully replied.
'Don't joke around why?' They are now in a situation that Jomel did not anticipate, he knew why that orc and this succubus are here.
They are hunting Motus down, and if it was motus then he is also being hunted.
'I also have no idea, I just know that some beings are coming after me' Wolvereign also replied with confusion.
Jomel thought of it for a little while but he ultimately just put it back in his head, there's still something more important.
'Motus, why did you deactivate the devouring ability?' Jomel is not angry, his mind is working well now, and not being unreasonable.
He hated Motus because he is named as the wicked, but he's a part of him now, he needed to compromise.
'l'm glad you asked rehehe' He look at Jomel and then showed her the vixen or the succubi who was riding on top of him.
'What is with that?' He knew that the vixen is conquering him now like a succubus she is.
'Rahaha! you have no idea how lucky you are master' Motus ultimately said while laughing.
'What do you mean?' Jomel wondered, what's so special about him.
'Rehehe You are a Fourth Holder!' Wolvereign laughed while saying this.
'Huh?' Jomel still didn't get it, he knew that he is a fourth holder but he only knew being a fourth holder is an advantage giving a tamer like him have more surviving ability even without transforming into a combat form.
'You don't know? rehehe' Wolvereign laughed like a maniac, his tamer is stupid.
'What is it that I need to know?' He asked.
'Rehehe do you want to know?' Motus asked again.
'What is it?' Jomel is becoming impatient.
'Then I will tell you rehehheehehe' Wolvereign eyes shined with a blue light.
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