The husband and wife, Damian and Lenora, spent a few more minutes chatting before Lenora unwillingly left for Varghiem after giving her husband one last deep kiss.
She was seriously starting to get annoyed at the current arrangent, having to return to the upper plane after spending only a couple of days with her husband.
In his past life, Damian and his three wives were always together, no matter where they were or what they were doing.
But now, his wives had matters that required their attention.
The forces of the upper plane had just dealt with a wave of raiders, and handling the aftermath caused significant damage.
Damian’s three wives held a lot of influence and were personally involved in defending the universe from these threats, each leading her own army.
Especially Avaline, who was the princess of the Great Kingdom of Flanora.
She had to manage problems related to the kingdom, which was also actively involved in the war against the raiders, along with her family mbers.
Damian knew they had a lot of responsibilities.
That’s why he didn’t ask them to stay.
He knew they would have stayed with him if he had asked, but he didn’t.
Well, it’s not like this is how things are going to stay.
Once he reclaims his status in the universe, he will make sure his wives are as free as possible.
And once he reaches his full power, he’ll ensure that nothing can ever pose a threat to his ho again.
His determination to make his universe the strongest it could be was stronger than ever.
He had also learned from Lenora that his wives were thinking about having children with him, but they couldn’t do so right now.
It wasn’t the right ti.
The universe was constantly under danger from external threats.
He had to make sure his universe beca so powerful that nothing could pose a threat to his ho.
And once he accomplished that, he would give his wives as many children as they wanted.
Ever since Lenora revealed that his three wives were thinking about having children, he began to imagine what it would be like to be a father.
And it felt wonderful.
So he decided that he would give it his all, or even go beyond his best, to make his universe stronger and faster.
After sending Lenora back to the upper plane, Damian t with the six ministers of the werewolf race: Sia Milvyra, Veyla Serelith, Selia Ravendor, Avenya Rughal, Leona Lunark, and Lea Morvain, who were very likely to beco his wives in the near future.
They strolled through the city.
Unlike the Nightingale, where the population of vampires lived in five cities controlled by the five count clans, the entire werewolf population of Varghiem lived in one great city that stretched for hundreds of kiloters in radius.
Each Alpha werewolf family controlled a designated area of the city.
The great city was known as the Blue Crescent.
Along the way, all the werewolves who were lucky enough to witness the great progenitor of the werewolves in person, in all his charm and glory, knelt down in submission to the Alpha of Alphas, the True Alpha.
"Let’s go sowhere private, shall we?" Damian muttered and brought the six werewolves to a mountain peak a little distance from the cliff where he had transitioned into the Werewolf Progenitor.
From there, they could view the entire city, which was indeed a captivating sight.
"Your Highness... we have prepared a castle for you at the heart of the city for your privacy," Lea Morvain said respectfully.
"Nah, I like this place more. It has a great view and the concentration of energy is very high. I want to build a castle here, overlooking the great city of Blue Crescent," the Werewolf King said excitedly.
"As you wish, Your Highness. We will make sure a castle worthy of your presence is built as soon as possible," Selia Ravendor said with a slight bow.
"No need. I can’t wait until you finish building it. I don’t want to waste ti," Damian said as he raised his hand toward the area where he wanted his personal King’s Castle in this world.
His figure released a small golden aura which made the six werewolves instantly feel threatened.
They beca scared.
The energy he emitted gave off a presence unlike anything they had ever felt before.
It was different, unique, and, above all, extrely dangerous.
Damian’s eyes glowed with a golden hue.
"Infinity Magic," Damian whispered in his mind.
He visualized the image of the castle he wanted.
A large amount of information regarding all the elents he had affinity for, and the elental essences he possessed inside him, rged with the ntal image, forming a construct in his mind.
As the ntal construct took shape, a golden magic circle containing endless, unrecognized, highly powerful symbols and markings that constantly shifted manifested on the ground.
Within seconds, the magic circle expanded until it covered around four hundred ters in diater.
As soon as it reached that size, an enormous amount of Damian’s unique energy, known as [Infinity Essence], flowed out like a flood. In the next second, the ground shook with a small tremor.
As the tremor continued, all the elents of nature, including earth, light, darkness, water, wind, lightning, wood, and more, powered by Damian’s own elental essences, rose from the ground like layers upon layers stacking up into the sky.
Then, the layers of energy transford.
Within a few seconds, all the elents rged into a castle, the sa one Damian had visualized in his mind, without a single error or defect.
Strengthened and fortified by all the elents of nature itself, its foundation reached deep into the ground like roots.
The six won watched with wide, shocked eyes as the castle built itself from the ground up.
Thick walls, corner towers surrounding a giant palace at the center, and intricately decorated statues of werewolves, both in full wolf forms and bipedal werewolf forms, faced outward as if guarding the castle.
The palace at the center was built in a traditional castle style, but with modern influences.
It had multiple floors, hundreds of rooms, and a long throne hall with a throne placed at the far end.
A blue carpet led up to the throne from the giant two-doored entrance.
"This is... how did His Highness do this?" The won were all thinking the sa thing.
They could clearly see it was so kind of magic, but they had never seen anything like it before.
And they had encountered thousands of mages in their lives.
They had seen many mages create earth structures using their magic, such as earth walls, dos, or other basic constructions, but never a full castle created with magic.
A castle with such detail.
Even if Damian possessed extrely high-level earth magic, they didn’t think it would be possible.
With earth magic, you could only create basic constructs.
But what their king made wasn’t just a castle made of the earth elent.
It was made using all the elents of nature.
It didn’t feel artificial; instead, it felt like sothing nature itself had created over millions of years, like mountains and hills ford by ti.
"I call this Infinity Magic, and I’m the only person in the entire universe capable of performing it," the Werewolf King said as he began walking toward the entrance of the newly created castle.
The entrance opened on its own, revealing the way to the Werewolf King’s palace.
Infinity Magic, a magic created by Damian himself, could only ever be used by him alone in the universe.
Its function was simple to understand.
Whatever Damian imagined, whether it was a castle or even an entire planet, he could bring it into existence as long as he had enough energy.
Whatever he created would be perfect in every way, consistent with the nature of the creation, without errors or defects.
For example, if Damian used his Infinity Magic to create a planet, that planet would be real, not a fake planet-like construct.
It would have its own natural laws.
If he continued feeding it energy, it would eventually beco habitable.
Damian had even started thinking of going beyond the already ridiculous capabilities of his Infinity Magic, considering an upgrade that would allow him to create living beings out of nothing, complete with their own souls and identities.
If he managed to achieve this, he could create endless hordes of soldiers from nothing, using only his own energy.
These were just thoughts for now.
He hadn’t yet begun researching this deeply.
But Damian was sure he was very close to achieving this.
He just needed a little more information specifically related to soul creation and manipulation, and once he managed to comprehend this, he would begin creating living beings out of nothing.
Damian, thinking about his infinity magic, entered the throne hall of the palace.
He walked toward the throne before taking his seat and looking at the six beautiful won.
Similar to what he felt with the five vampire countesses, he felt the desire to make these six his for all eternity and have his intimate way with them right away, but he controlled his emotions.
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