NOVEL NEXT WORLD Chapter 169: General Kassius???
As Pyris entered the grand chamber, his eyes widened at the sight before him. He had been prepared to face a hardened, ruthless warlord—a man built from years of combat, battle scars, and the weight of the empire. Instead, he found a woman lying in casual luxury, draped across the bed in black lace lingerie, her figure striking, her body languid as if completely unaffected by the chaos outside.
She had large breasts but not so much, they rose up and down with each breathe she took. Her red lips were like the cherries inviting him to have his go with them.
Her thighs were a bit thick but with calculated modesty, he could make out the outline of her pussy through her laced thong.
For a moment, Pyris froze, trying to make sense of what he was seeing.
Pyris's heart skipped a beat.
General Kassius—the mastermind behind the rebellion, the one who held the arcane gauntlet that controlled the cursed warriors, the terror of the Sunstone Empire—was a woman?
His mind raced, trying to reconcile this image with the legend he had been hearing about for years yet all he felt was the allure of the woman on the bed.
On the outside, Kassius had carefully cultivated her image as a fearsome male warlord, hiding her true identity behind powerful illusion magic. It was a brilliant strategy. In a world where power and leadership were often linked to brutality and masculinity, Kassius had used the disguise to control and manipulate the factions around her.
No one would ever suspect her real identity.
And she had done it flawlessly—until now but
Pyris's hand tightened on his dagger, but he hesitated. Killing her in her sleep would be simple, almost too easy, but something held him back. This was the woman who had brought an empire to its knees, the woman whose power and influence had spread like wildfire through the Midnight Dominion. He had to respect the cunning behind her strategy.
Still, this was his mission. He couldn't afford to fail.
Just as Pyris made his decision and started moving forward, "Kassius's" eyes fluttered open. For a brief moment, there was confusion in her gaze, but it quickly faded, replaced by cold calculation.
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She smiled faintly, her lips curling at the edges.
"You've made it far," she said, her voice soft yet laced with menace. "But do you think you can finish the job?"
Pyris's muscles tensed. The room suddenly felt far more dangerous than it had a moment ago. General Kassius wasn't just a military tactician—her power was real, and now that she was awake, the element of surprise was gone.
"I didn't expect you to be so… relaxed," Pyris replied, his voice low, still calculating his next move.
She chuckled, slowly sitting up in the bed, the black silk sheets slipping from her shoulders. "I've had to be many things, Petne Chaos," she said, using the name Pyris had been operating under.
He wasn't surprised she knew his pseudonym.
"A man, a beast, a god of war—whatever the world needed to see. But in here?" She gestured to the grand room, her fingers trailing lazily through the air. "I can be myself."
"Yourself," Pyris repeated, keeping his daggers ready but maintaining a calm exterior. "And yet, you've managed to fool an entire empire."
Kassius's smile widened, her eyes flashing with amusement. "It's easy to play the part when the whole world believes in what they want to see. But I'm guessing you're not here to talk about my disguises."
"No," Pyris said evenly. "I'm here for the arcane gauntlet."
At that, "Kassius's" eyes darkened. The air in the room seemed to shift, the death energy around her becoming palpable, thick like smoke. "So, that's what this is about." She leaned forward, her eyes locked onto his. "You've made a mistake, boy."
In an instant, her demeanor shifted from casual to deadly, and Pyris could feel the power radiating off her. This was no ordinary general—this was a master of death and illusion, and now that she was aware of his presence, Pyris knew he was about to face a much harder battle than he had anticipated.
"Let's see if you can take it from me," Kassius whispered, her body shimmering with dark energy.
Pyris's grip on his dagger tightened. This was it—the fight he had prepared for. But as Kassius began to rise, Pyris used this opportunity to sneak into her status!
Name: Ammit
Race: Demom
Bloodline: Devour Bloodline.
Race Trait: Illusions, Devour!
Titles: The Star Devourer, Demon of Illusions.
Rank: 17
Elements: Darkness, Death.
Age Limit: 500/2000
Strength: 1000/1000
Agility: 950/1000
Vitality: 930/1000
Stamina: 992/1000
INT: 1000/1500
As her status materialized before him, Pyris sighed, she wasn't the general! He chuckled at how she had played him. She was still keeping up the façade of being the general until now.
Pyris stood over the woman, his mind racing as his Appraisal finished processing.
This woman wasn't the General Kassius he had come to eliminate. Her rank and aura suggested something more sinister, something darker. She was either an ally of the general or—more likely—the mastermind behind the entire operation.
Pyris's instincts told him it was none. The real general was likely already dead, replaced by this powerful entity.
The shimmering dark energy around her body crackled, casting faint darkness against the walls. She was poised, ready to strike, but Pyris, in a move that even surprised her, suddenly relaxed his posture and casually sat down on the edge of the bed.
The woman narrowed her eyes, taken aback by his unexpected action. Pyris leaned back slightly, his demeanor calm, even nonchalant.
"So," he said with a coolness that caused the woman's heart to skip a beat, "where's the body? The body of the real general?"
Her eyes widened.
No one had seen through her illusions for months—no one had come close to suspecting that she wasn't Kassius. She had carefully woven her magic, maintaining the disguise of a powerful warlord to control the Sunstone Empire from the shadows for weeks now untill she felt like she should rest.
But this boy—this Petne Chaos—had pierced through her deception with a single look.
There was something more about him, something that set him apart from the others she had dealt with. It wasn't just his handsomeness, though that certainly didn't help her concentration.
"Sigh," she breathed, allowing herself to relax. She had no reason to keep up the charade now that he had seen through it. "No need for these theatrics anymore, I suppose."
But she wasn't about to let him have his way, rather, she was planning to manipulate him the way he did with the general, this way she would have another powerful person to hide into.
Given his looking, it suggested this Petne Chaos had quite the status and the way he easily made it into the castle it made sense.
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Ammit is a Star Devourer, are you sure she's just another person in the plot, a stepping stones or you think she's just another woman who will fall for his crawls?
You're in for a surprise!