Extra's Life: MILFs Won't Leave the Incubus Alone Chapter 520 - 515:Avatar’s Edge

Aiden stood alone in the private sanctum beneath the capital’s main temple. The air was cool and thick with incense residue from earlier rites. Stone walls etched with glowing runes hummed faintly around him.

He held the Goddess Avatar Fragment in his palm—a small, pulsing crystal that felt heavier than its size suggested. The system prompt flashed across his vision without delay.

[Warning: Activating Goddess Avatar Fragment will trigger Ascension Trial. Balance divine energy with your Incubus Core or face temporary backlash. Proceed? Y/N]

He tapped Y.

Power surged into his body like liquid fire. His veins burned, his muscles locked, and the sanctum spun around him. The trial pulled him under immediately.

Reality folded, dropping him into a surreal dream-realm arena. Floating ancient ruins drifted in a starless void, connected by crumbling bridges covered in glowing runes.

Shadowy figures materialized on the platforms—echoes of his past, unchecked greed. Corrupted nobles with bloated bellies and greedy eyes. Overloaded ritual casters whose failed spells still crackled with unstable energy.

"Let’s see what this fragment can do," Aiden muttered.

The first echo charged, a fat noble swinging a jeweled mace that left trails of corrupted gold. Aiden activated Incubus Revelation. His eyes sharpened, reading the echo’s weak points like open books.

He dodged left, then countered with Prophet’s Clarity, slicing through the noble’s defenses with a focused energy blade. The echo shattered on impact, releasing a burst of Worship Energy that flooded his status.

[Worship Energy +180] [Strength +2]

Not enough. Two more echoes appeared, flanking him. One was a ritual caster hurling unstable fire orbs. Aiden planted a Divine Seed mid-dodge, slamming his palm into the cracked stone floor of the ruin.

The seed took root instantly, sprouting a blessed priestess projection armed with a glowing staff. She intercepted the fire orbs and blasted the caster with purifying light.

The second echo—a twisted version of a merchant lord—tried to bind Aiden with chains of greed. Aiden felt the trial’s pressure mounting.

His incubus nature clashed with the divine flood, threatening to overload his channels. A near-miss chain grazed his shoulder, draining 15% of his stamina.

"Enough of this," he growled.

He reached through the harem bonds. Thin golden threads connected him to Elizabeth, Vesper, and the others back in the real world. He pulled on them hard. Power surged in response—raw loyalty mixed with desire. The threads lit up like conduits.

His temporary priestess ally multiplied into three, their forms shimmering with shared strength. Aiden combined the summons with Incubus Revelation, turning the projections into aggressive attackers that overwhelmed the remaining echoes.

Perfect Synergy triggered.

[Perfect Synergy Multiplier x2.5] [All Stats +8 for 60 Seconds]

The final echo, a massive amalgamation of every greedy failure he’d ever faced, roared and charged. Aiden met it head-on. Horns of divine energy began sprouting from his temples as the fragment integrated deeper.

He unleashed a full-powered strike, channeling every bond at once. The echo exploded in a shower of dark shards. Worship Energy poured into him like a broken dam.

The dream-realm shattered. Aiden snapped back to the sanctum floor, breathing hard. His body felt different—stronger, sharper, and buzzing with potential.

[Avatar Fragment Integrated] [Faith +1,200] [Permanent Personal Buff: +30% to All Abilities During Rituals] [New Ability Unlocked: Mother’s Decree]

Mother’s Decree: A short-range command that compels loyalty reinforced by intense pleasure. Cooldown scales with target resistance.

Temporary horns of divine energy curved from his head, fading but leaving an aura of irresistible authority around him. He tested it on a practice dummy in the corner. A single word—"Kneel"—and the dummy’s enchantments bent, glowing with forced submission.

The sanctum door opened. Elizabeth, Vesper, and two senior priestesses entered, drawn by the energy spike. Their eyes widened at his new presence.

"Damn," Vesper said, a sharp grin spreading across her face. "You look like you could order a kingdom to strip, and they’d thank you for it."

Aiden laughed, the exhaustion mixing with pure euphoria. "The trial’s done. The fragment’s mine. Let’s recharge properly."

What followed was a celebration. The new avatar aura turned every touch into divine feedback. When Elizabeth pressed against him, warmth flooded back through the bond, visibly boosting his Faith meter.

Vesper took charge of the rhythm, her ruthlessness showing in how she directed the others—pushing boundaries and creating competition that only heightened the energy loop. One priestess moaned a prayer mid-ritual, triggering a small system burst.

[Faith +45] [Harem Synergy Active]

It wasn’t just pleasure. It was a literal power recharge. Aiden felt his cooldowns reset faster and his mana pool expand. They rotated naturally, playful jabs flying between the women.

Vesper teased Elizabeth about her "proper" techniques, while the priestesses competed to draw the strongest reactions from him. By the end, everyone was exhausted but glowing with shared aftereffects.

Aiden stood, his horns fully retracted but the aura lingering. "We’re not done growing. The north still needs work."

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Two days later, Aiden rode at the head of a reinforced trade caravan. Twenty wagons loaded with blessed goods rolled along the northern routes.

Priestess guards in reinforced robes flanked the line, while Warden’s Horn summons—ethereal, wolf-like guardians—patrolled the perimeter. The Avatar Fragment thrummed in his chest, ready.

He opened the system map. Rival-aligned guilds controlled three major chokepoints.

Time to flip them.

At the first stop, a corrupt border market town called Redford Crossing, Aiden deployed a Divine Seed on the farmland outside the settlement. Crops surged overnight, with golden wheat and plump vegetables appearing where barren soil had once stood. He flooded the market with cheap blessed goods the next morning.

Local merchants gathered, suspicious at first.

Then the prices hit.

Rival goods looked overpriced and stale by comparison. Aiden walked through the stalls with his aura active. One particularly stubborn guild master tried to rally opposition against him.

"Outsider tricks," the man spat.

Aiden met his gaze. "Serve the Mother."

Mother’s Decree activated. The guild master’s face flushed with sudden pleasure, his knees buckling beneath him. His own guards turned on him within seconds, their loyalty flipping under the charm effect. Conversions spread like wildfire. By noon, half the market wore Lilith’s mark.

[Economic Control: +12% Northern Trade] [Faith +320] [New Converts: 87]

The caravan pushed onward.

Next was a drought-stricken city called Dunvale. The ruling baron looked desperate as Aiden planted another Divine Seed in the central plaza.

Water welled up from the ground, turning the area into a fertile oasis within hours. Fields greened almost instantly. The baron’s wife, a sharp-eyed woman weary of her husband’s failures, approached Aiden privately that evening.

The negotiation ritual was efficient. Mother’s Decree sealed her loyalty after a single intense session. She emerged changed, already whispering plans to sway her husband’s court.

The caravan master who tried cheating at the next camp received the funnies outcome. He slipped watered-down wine into a trade deal, thinking Aiden wouldn’t notice. The aura affected his guards instead. They bound him on the spot and handed over his entire stock as tribute.

"Looks like the system’s got jokes," Aiden said with a chuckle as the man was dragged away.

The final destination was the major northern port city of Blackharbor.

Word had spread.

Crowds lined the docks as the caravan rolled in. Aiden hosted the Bounty Auction in the central square. Blessed goods, minor healing blessings, and fertility charms were distributed in controlled lots. Bidding wars erupted. Merchants who won items immediately felt the divine boost and converted on the spot.

Aiden stepped onto the raised platform and activated the Avatar Fragment fully for the first time in public.

Lilith’s presence briefly manifested through him—horns blazing with light, her aura washing over the entire port. Prayers rose in waves. The system tracked the spike in real time.

[Economic Control: 55% of Northern Trade] [Faith +2,300] [New Resource Stream: +40% Monthly Gold Tithes] [Artifact Acquired: Coin of Abundance]

The Coin of Abundance was a simple gold disc that now sat in his inventory.

Passive Effect: Generates small tithes automatically from blessed trade activity.

He also gained ownership of a fleet of five enchanted trade ships, their hulls reinforced with divine runes for faster, safer voyages.

Along the journey, new priestesses and local converts integrated into mobile rituals. The harem core rotated in shifts, keeping Aiden’s energy topped off. Vesper handled security with brutal efficiency, while Elizabeth managed the growing convert lists.

The Avatar Aura made group rituals within the caravan tents remarkably efficient—every participant walking away with visible stat improvements and deeper loyalty.

On the return journey toward the capital, a captured rival spy was brought before Aiden. The man had been smuggling anti-magic artifacts across the border. Inquisitors from the rival kingdom were already on the move.

Aiden used Mother’s Decree at extended range through the spy’s fresh brand. The man spasmed with forced pleasure before spilling every detail. One inquisitor’s artifact destabilized remotely, its power core cracking from hundreds of miles away.

The rival king would feel the economic collapse soon. Internal revolts were already brewing from the trade losses. System notifications chimed with a new questline.

[War of Faiths Initiated] [Main Objective: Defend Northern Gains] [Reward: Major Territory Expansion]

Aiden leaned back in his carriage, reviewing the incoming gold projections. The numbers were climbing fast. His influence was no longer merely personal—it was becoming an economic machine that fueled the faith engine.

The next confrontation was coming, and he would meet it richer, stronger, and backed by an entire region ready to fight for the Mother.

Blackharbor’s bells rang long into the night, signaling the dawn of a new order.

Aiden smiled.

The game was accelerating, and he was still several moves ahead.