From Slave to King: My Rebate System Built Me a Kingdom With Beauties! Chapter 212: New Skills Acquired!?[18 ][FIXED!]

Byung used his instinct as his mory was being systematically stripped away by the prison’s curse, the fog consuming everything he’d been—his na becoming uncertain, his purpose dissolving into fragnts, his very identity crumbling like sand through fingers. He could barely rember who he was, which paradoxically brought him closer to what he had been at his core: a goblin. Pure, primal, driven by base needs and survival instincts that predated consciousness itself. The evolution, the intelligence, the careful planning—all of it burned away, leaving only the raw creature beneath.

His hips thrust back and forth with increasing desperation, each thrust packing more power than the last as his body moved on autopilot. The chanics of sex were hardwired deeper than mory, instinct guiding his movents even as his mind fragnted. "Ungh... ahh... need... fuck..." The words ca out broken, barely coherent, his vocabulary shrinking to grunts and moans that would have embarrassed him if he could still feel sha.

The dark elf was panting hard beneath him, her perfect body responding despite her attempts to maintain clinical detachnt. "Ahh... mmm... there... yes..." Her moans mixed with his grunts, creating a symphony of raw pleasure that filled the cave. Her pussy clenched around his cock with rhythmic pulses, her back arching as he drove deeper, her enormous breasts swaying with each impact. But his precum, even with its enhanced properties, wasn’t strong enough to have the effect he’d hoped for. Her corrupted physiology resisted the influence his fluids normally had, her dark magic providing immunity to the system-enhanced properties that had worked so well on Maui and the others.

Byung lost what remained of his mind completely. He pulled out his entire cock with a wet sound that echoed obscenely in the enclosed space, and saw his shaft was covered in her cream—thick, white fluid coating him from base to tip, glistening evidence of her arousal despite her control. The sight triggered sothing deeper in his goblin hindbrain, a visual confirmation that he was succeeding in the most fundantal way.

The dark elf suddenly shifted position, getting on all fours and beginning to crawl away from him across the cave floor. Her movents were slow, deliberate, her hips swaying as she panted hard. "Ahh... wait... need a mont..." But the display showed Byung exactly what he wanted to see—that he was breaking through her composure, that her body was responding beyond her ability to fully control.

Byung noticed dimly through the haze that his system hadn’t inford him of a skill acquisition yet, the notification he’d been unconsciously waiting for conspicuously absent. The realization cut through even his fragnted thoughts: he had to finish inside her. That was the key. His fluids outside her body weren’t enough—he needed to flood her womb, mark her internally where her defenses would be weakest.

Byung got up to his feet with predatory focus, his legs surprisingly steady despite the ntal dissolution. He began to walk toward her crawling form, his cock bobbing with each step, still rock-hard and desperate for completion. She stopped in her tracks at a very convenient position—ass raised, back arched, looking back over her shoulder with those corrupted eyes that held challenge and invitation in equal asure.

"Co then," Velara breathed, spreading her knees wider. "Finish what you started, little king. Show if you’re truly worthy of my power."

Byung took his cock in his hand and aligned it to her slit from behind, the angle different now, deeper access promised. He slipped it in slowly, savoring the sensation of her heat enveloping him inch by inch. "Mmm... so... good... ahh..." The tip breached her entrance, stretching her open, and he began pushing forward with steady pressure.

But the dark elf suddenly threw her ass back aggressively, slamming herself onto his cock in one violent motion that buried him to the hilt. "UNGH!" Both of them cried out—his voice a guttural roar, hers a sharp gasp of shock and pleasure. "Ahh! Fuck... all of it... mmm!"

Except Byung, whose mind could only focus on one thing now—rutting, breeding, claiming—wasn’t phased by this aggressive move. His hands shot forward instinctively, fingers tangling in her long hair, and he pulled back hard. Her head jerked backward, spine arcing, exposing the elegant line of her throat as he established dominance the only way his dissolving consciousness understood.

"Yes... ahh... there!" Velara moaned, the pain resulting in unparallel sensation in ways her corrupted nature found intoxicating.

Before she could say anything else, Byung thrust his own hips forward with brutal force, the impact of his pelvis against her ass echoing like a crack of thunder.

"AHAH! MMM! UNGH!" Her moans grew louder, more desperate, as he established a punishing rhythm—pulling her hair with one hand while the other gripped her hip hard enough to bruise, his cock driving into her again and again with increasing savagery.

The dark elf smiled even through the overwhelming sensations, impressed by the raw power he was displaying. Then she whispered words in the ancient tongue, using a spell that made her pussy suddenly clench impossibly tight around his shaft. The pressure increased dramatically, her inner walls constricting like a vice that gripped him from all sides, rippling along his length with waves of pressure that bordered on painful. The spell also created a vacuum effect that made it physically harder for Byung to pull out even if he’d wanted to—her body effectively trapping his cock inside her with each thrust.

"Fuck... so tight... can’t... ahh!" Byung’s already fragnted mind went completely blank, overwheld by the sensation. The juices and wetness combined with the magical constriction created friction that was almost too much to bear, every nerve ending in his cock screaming with pleasure so intense it transcended into sothing approaching agony.

His thrusts beca erratic, desperate, pure animal rutting as his balls tightened with imminent release. "UNGH... GONNA... AHH!" He couldn’t form complete thoughts anymore, couldn’t rember anything except this mont, this need, this female beneath him who needed to be filled.

The dark elf’s moans rose in pitch as she felt him swelling inside her, her own climax building despite her attempts to remain detached. "Yes... ahh... give it to ... mmm... fill ... breed like the goblin you are!"

In no ti, pushed over the edge by her words and the impossible tightness of her magically-enhanced pussy, Byung shot all of his sen deep inside her. His cock pulsed violently, pumping load after thick load directly into her womb with force that made his entire body shudder. "AHHHH! FUCK!" The orgasm hit him like a physical blow, so intense after the hours of edging that his vision whited out completely. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed through him as his balls emptied everything they had, flooding her insides with his system-enhanced seed.

Velara gasped as she felt the hot fluid filling her, her pussy clenching rhythmically to milk every last drop from his throbbing cock. "MMM... so much... ahh... yes!" Her own climax triggered from the sensation, her body betraying her mind’s control as pleasure overwheld calculation.

And then it happened.

The system notification blazed across Byung’s consciousness like lightning cutting through fog:

[Ding!]

[Congratulations, you have acquired multiple new skills!]

[New skill acquired: Corrupted magic!]

[Corrupted magic!: level 1!]

[Upgradable: Yes]

[New skill acquired: Mind reading!]

[Upgradable: Yes]

[New skill acquired: Dark magic affinity!]

[Upgradable: Yes]

[New skill acquired: mory protection]

[Upgradable: Yes]

[Gained 500 Experience points. 5X Critical hit!]

[EXP: 3,000!]

The rush of new abilities flooded into Byung’s system, integrating with his existing evolution frawork. But more importantly—most critically—the mory Protection passive ability activated imdiately, creating a shield around his consciousness that pushed back against the prison’s curse. The fog began to lift. Nas and faces started returning. His purpose, his identity, who he was and why he was here—all of it ca rushing back in a torrent that was almost as overwhelming as the orgasm had been.

Byung collapsed forward onto Velara’s back, both of them panting heavily, his cock still buried deep inside her twitching pussy as the last aftershocks of climax rippled through them. His mind was clearing rapidly now, the system’s new protection stabilizing his mories even as new abilities settled into place.

He could feel her thoughts now—surface level, nothing deep yet, but enough to sense her smug satisfaction with genuine surprise. She hadn’t expected him to actually succeed in absorbing her abilities or rather, she didn’t believe half of the things he had said.

Just because it was on his mind, it didn’t make it true but Velara noticed the mont he ca, she could no longer read his mind.

Now he had leverage. And she knew it.

"Congratulations, little king," Velara panted beneath him, her voice carrying genuine respect for the first ti. "You’ve earned more than just release. You’ve earned my serious attention."

Byung pulled back slightly, his newly acquired mind-reading catching the edges of her thoughts—calculations about how to use him, genuine curiosity about his system, and beneath it all, a flicker of sothing that might have been actual attraction rather than just clinical interest.