By the evening, Adonis had managed to accumulate a total of 660 Harem Force.
Without delay, he chose to upgrade the sword to its next level. He could have converted the points into 50 experience points for his personal level-up, but he understood that upgrading his weapon and gaining powerful abilities took priority.
[ Upgrade Initiated... ]
As Vexa initiated the process, his heart beat faster than normal. Every time the Harem Sword upgraded, he received formidable new abilities, so his excitement was only natural.
The black sword in his hand began to hum intensely as unstable energy wrapped around the blade. While the previous upgrade had been faint and almost unnoticeable, this transformation was different. It felt potent and overwhelming. Suddenly, the Harem Sword and the swirling energy surged into his body, settling into his core where it belonged.
Just then, a sudden sharp pain struck him out of nowhere.
"Argh!"
Letting out a pained groan, he gripped the bedframe tightly. He refused to lose consciousness at such a critical moment.
After fifteen minutes of agony, the pain finally receded, leaving his body cloaked in rising plumes of hot steam.
It felt like it wasn't just his sword that was being upgraded, but also his body itself was going through a critical evolution.
[ Upgrade Complete! ]
[ Your Sword Soul: Chaotic Harem Sword has been upgraded to Stage D ]
[ Updated Stats: Attack Power 51 (+30), Defense 55 (+30) ]
[ You have received a new Sword Art: Backdoor Severance Style ]
Description: A deceptive sword style that specializes in attacking blind spots, rear defenses, and openings created mid-combat. Especially lethal against shield users and formations.
[ You have received a Special Constitution: Chaotic Harem Body (Taboo). ]
Description: A taboo constitution born from Chaos itself. It evolves through emotional and intimate bonds rather than conventional leveling.
Current Effects:
• Chaos Affinity Unlocked.
• +50 attribute points per level up. Applicable to Health, Strength, Agility, Intelligence, Defense, Charm, and Luck. (10X. Previously it was 5)
• Biological Manipulation: The host can manipulate every part of his body. (Stretching, bending, face alteration, penis size increase, etc.)
• Compatibility with taboo and forbidden artifacts increased.
More hidden body traits will unlock as conditions are met.
Warning: Excessive indulgence may amplify chaotic impulses. Loss of self-restraint may affect judgment and temperament.
Note: Only those with exceptional willpower can fully control the Chaotic Harem Body.
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Adonis just finished normalizing his breathing, but as the notifications and their implications settled in his mind, he found himself in a state of shock.
"Chaotic Harem Body? Isn't this a little too overpowered?" he mumbled audibly. "Body manipulation, Chaos affinity, 50 attribute points per level... it is absurd, simply too absurd."
Even he himself couldn't believe his words.
"And this is only the beginning phase. If I can evolve this further, will I eventually become invincible?"
At that thought, a dangerous smile formed on his lips.
Would he need to care for purebloods, the so-called Sons of Heaven, or millennial geniuses then?
No.
All of them would be left in the dust in due time.
All he had to do now was form a harem of otherworldly beauties, specifically those who resonated with his heart.
He decided then that not just any woman would earn a place at his side; they had to be worthy of his journey.
But just as he relaxed on the bed, a sudden movement in the air caught his attention.
Before he could sit up, a dark cloaked figure appeared through the open window.
Holding a crowbar in hand, his silhouette created a terrifying display against the moonlight for a fraction.
And then he struck.
He swung the heavy crowbar with lethal intent, aiming directly for Adonis's head.
Adonis didn't even have time to think; his new constitution took over. His body reacted with a fluidity that defied human anatomy. He arched his spine backward at an impossible angle, and his torso stretched like elastic to avoid the cold iron.
The crowbar whistled through the empty air where his chest had been a moment before, which was a feat of flexibility that would have left even the Earth's top gymnasts in awe.
"Who sent you?" Adonis asked, but he didn't wait for an answer.
He summoned the Chaotic Harem Sword.
The black blade hummed with a dark, unstable energy as he channeled his new technique:
"Backdoor Severance Style!"
The assassin raised the crowbar to parry, but the sword art lived up to its deceptive name.
As the blades were about to clash, Adonis's wrist flickered, and the trajectory of the sword warped mid-air. Instead of hitting the crowbar, the blade snaked around the assassin's guard, finding the most vulnerable and ignoble opening possible.
Slash!
The assassin let out a high-pitched, strangled shriek. He hadn't just been hit; he had been wounded severely in a place no warrior ever expects to be struck. The deceptive nature of the style had bypassed his armor and his pride in a single stroke.
As the assassin stumbled, blood sprayed as he clutched his shredded buttocks in agony.
Realizing he was completely outmatched by this "weak" young lord's bizarre movements, the intruder didn't dare stay for a second exchange.
He scrambled back toward the window, limping pathetically and holding his rear as he plummeted back into the darkness of the night.
Adonis stood in the center of the room, the black sword still vibrating in his hand. He looked at the blood on the floor and then at his own hands, which felt more alive than ever.
"The Backdoor Severance Style..." Adonis revealed a wicked smile. "It's certainly effective."
"But who is this that sent an assassin after me? But whoever you are, don't let me find you. Because then, only death awaits you."
And that's because a hidden enemy is the most dangerous. They are ought to be cleared as soon as they are spotted.
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Deep into the night.
"What! You couldn't even kill a white frog? What a piece of trash!" Logan barked at the cloaked figure who just escaped from Adonis, bloodied.
The cloaked figure collapsed to one knee.
His body spasmed as blood soaked through his dark garments.
The assassin replied in a hoarse voice,
"I— I underestimated him, young lord. That boy isn't normal. His movements... they weren't like a human."
Logan's face twisted with rage. He grabbed the man by the collar and yanked him upright.
"Excuses," he snarled. "You were hired to kill a white frog, not fight a swordmaster."
The assassin clenched his teeth. "Call him whatever you want, Young Lord, but that thing is dangerous. He dodged my strike without thinking. His body bent like it had no bones. And that sword art …"
He shuddered, looking terrified.
"I may not have fought Swordmasters, but I've fought veterans who couldn't do that."
Logan shoved him back in disgust.
"Useless. Completely useless," he spat. "Do you have any idea what kind of trouble you've caused me?"
"I tried," the assassin replied bitterly.
For a moment, silence hung heavy in the darkened chamber.
Logan's fists clenched.
"Get out of my sight and disappear. If anyone traces this back to me, I will make sure you beg for death."
The assassin did not need to be told twice. He staggered toward the shadows, vanishing into the night as quickly as his wounded body allowed.
Left alone, Logan paced the room like a caged beast.
"That bastard... First the Awakening. Now this?"
His eyes narrowed dangerously.
"So you're hiding fangs after all, Adonis Kingsbane."
He stopped and looked toward the window, where the moonlight spilled faintly across the floor.
"Fine. If brute force won't work, then I'll crush you properly. With rules. With treachery. With Manipulation."