Harem Tournament of Champions

Chapter 162 Limited Time To Drain Her

Locking eyes with Hisha, he was given the warning to keep quiet and watch just like he is.

Gulp!

Kritz didn't like where this was going but could only nod in a forced understanding of the situation.

[Charm+5]

Hisha scoffs as he watches the duel below.

Surie pushes off the crumbled boulder that had almost crushed her.

At the right moment, she had pushed her legs into overdrive, kicking at top speed to destroy a majority of the boulder that had been launched at her.

To her dismay, because of the slight pain she still felt in her stomach, she groans in pain.

Shaking her head, she wipes the dirt off her face. Getting to her feet only barely but tripping from the raised terrain created by Althea.

With her ability not fully evolved, Surie's flight had not been attained to counter the turbulent terrain.

Her legs were still trying to adapt to the pressure that had been put on them.

In regret, she glares at Althea, wishing she had targeted her first instead of going for the weak ones who had been easily killed off aside from Joslin who cackles at the thought of watching them both duel to the death.

Althea had her eyes glowing in mischief, her head raised proudly at finally gaining control of the situation, causing the floor to shake a lot more violently.

The harem watching all had their areas covered by Hisha's shield to stabilize the terrain surrounding the arena.

The tribal chiefs were made to fend for themselves as always.

They held onto their armrest, gritting their teeth to the slight ache they feel from the shake of their whole body.

Mich cowers over, nearly puking from the disturbance.

The only one who had been grounded was Draegul who slouched on his chair, disappointment written on his face, leaning on his arm and yawning.

Kritz stood firmly while standing, his face grim as he watched, it was only a matter of time before Hisha's anger would blaze.

'HTC, do you know what's worse?' Hisha chuckles in his thoughts, biting down on his bottom lips.

[You are here watching the duel when you could be performing in one lustful act or another?]

Closing his eyes, Hisha's lips drew into a thin line at the tease from his system. 'You never fail to put that in, do you?'

[I shoot my shot while I can, host]

'I can't freaking kill these defaulters!' Hisha snarls as his murderous gaze is fixated on Joslin and Althea.

[Woah! Host. Calm your nerves, they are part of your harem]

'So were the ones who had died since the beginning of the tournament.' Hisha snaps, rolling his eyes.

His breathing ragged as he tried to calm himself.

While the other tribal chiefs watched on in horror, they could feel some sort of dangerous aura radiating from Hisha as he watched the ladies.

From what Kritz could see, his lord's eyes were glowing like a fire burning bright.

Leaning towards Aster, Wae whispers from the corner of his lips. "Did we do that? Are we too loud?"

"You're nosy, yes I know that! Fuck off!" Aster snapped, looking the other way, hoping to avoid any more discussion.

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'I won't let her take her first kill,' Althea thought as she readied herself.

Flicking her hair, she creates a boulder three times the size of her body and throws it at Surie.

Boom!

A collection gasp was made as they could only imagine this sort of action done to Ine at the time.

"Would she survive?"

"Isn't she meant to be super fast?"

"Do we have a winner or some sort of timer?"

The side comments from some harem members had Hisha wonder where their priorities lay.

'That should leave her stunned for a bit.' Althea thought, grinning at the thought of a better fighting chance.

Picking up Joslin's sword, she drags it along the ground as she prepares for the attack on Surie to be sure she is dead from the impact.

Joslin rejoices as Althea advances on Surie.

Surie pulls and crawls out of the rubble, surviving thanks to her body armor. "You won't get another chance to personally strike me, you coward!"

Althea's brows twitch from the accusation, holding the double-edged sword in a reverse grip. "You asked for it!"

All she needed was three more strikes to be victorious, but even with that, she would gladly take no chances and finish her off instead.

Joslin gets to her feet, limping and having a wicked smirk on her face. Once Althea was done with Surie, she would maneuver the situation to have the sword stab Althea.

Clank!

Althea stood frozen in place, her hand forced back.

Cccrk!

Joslin stops in her tracks, witnessing the horror in Althea's eyes.

All attention was drawn to the one person who could do this to them–Hisha.

They all whip their heads in his direction.

It was at that moment they realized the death glare that had been shot at the duo.

His green eyes glow with raging fury at the disobedience.

Getting to his feet, he raises his head high in pride as he looks down at Althea.

"You broke the rule." Hisha's chilly voice broke the silence.

His hands in his pocket, he shakes his head in disappointment.

"Althea Marlowe has been disqualified," Kritz announced before she could defend her actions.

'Noooooo!!' Althea screams in her thoughts as she feels her body stiffen more than it already was, before being levitated by Hisha.

Making a beckoning gesture, Hisha pulled her in his direction.

Holding her in a choking grab, his cold murderous stare drained the color out of her.

Sneering, he speaks in a whisper, "you deserve not to be in my presence if you can't take simple instructions well."

Her eyes also glowed until she went limp and passed out.

Her head lowered from the mental impact.

Hisha let go of her body without looking down at her.

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Joslin gasped at what had transpired, taking several steps back, scared she might be the next target.

Nodding to Kritz, he watches him lift Althea onto his arm, throwing her down to the arena.

Thud!

Her head bled as she tumbles to the floor from the impact.

Blood and dirt cover her up.

"I need five vampires!" Hisha announces, raising his palm for emphasis.

There were murmurs as to why Hisha had requested them from the rest even though the tournament was on.

Vanas switched gazes from Hisha to the ladies who reluctantly came out on Hisha's request, looking over to their tribal chief with worry.

Joslin gulped, her eyes widening at the true intent of the request. She took a glance at Surie who was slowly recovering from the impact.

"You had all maintained your bestial and instinctual tendencies..." Hisha begins, glancing through the five standing and awaiting his order.

"...You have five minutes to drain all of her blood, leaving nothing but bones and flesh," Hisha stated, pointing to Althea who was now in her bedroll, passed out from the concussion.

[Host, isn't that a little...]

'The better they see the consequences of their actions, the better it is for me to maintain order among them.' Hisha replies with a grim look cast on Joslin.

Horrified by the verdict, Joslin drops to her knees, shaking her head and refusing to be the reason for such a harsh verdict.

If they were to suck Althea dry, there was no telling why she wouldn't be the next victim of something much worse.

Hesitant at first, the vampires stood over the body of Althea, crouching and following each other's lead.

Joslin's eyes widened in shock as well as the harem's at the sight.

Their jaws open wide and a few of them pause, their fangs sinking into Althea's pale flesh.

One by one, their fangs sink into the soft flesh of her neck, chest, arm, and thighs. Sucking out every drop of blood.

Joslin had turned an unhealthy shade of green at the sight of the vampires draining Althea to the very last drop.

Her face was saggy around the outlines of her bones, sockets sunken deep. A shadow of the once beautiful lady.

The scent of her blood filled their nostrils, causing them to whine and lick the blood off their lips.

Draining her to the last drop of blood, the vampires quickly moved away from her body as they continued to savor the sweet nectar.

|Raw carnage level~59%+10%|

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