《The Rise Of A Porter 》Chapter 215: All Hell Breaks Loose (3)
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At the sight of men being ripped to shreds, many flinched. Some weak-hearted ones even fainted. But those ready to fight and die to protect their loved ones were thrilled beyond anything. These people had caused them pain and now karma had delivered itself on a silver platter and they got the front row seats to witness it. What more could they ask for?
Johnny didn't care if it was extreme. He rarely ever killed humans, but when he did, it was always to protect the family so he understood why Arnold did what he did. He recalled what Nathaniel had told him before the dungeon break of Florida, "If you want to live in fear, quaking in your own shadow, then nothing I can say or do will draw you out - a self-made prison is the most secure of all. You are not the ones who can decide your fate, but you are the ones who can decide the fate of your nation. Whether the nation lives or dies, it depends on you and no one else. This is your call to arms, my proud family members, and I hope you'll heed it."
Nathaniel was truly a leader of the masses. Yet he wasn't there now.
"When those I love are under threat, murder transitions into self-defence." Johnny mumbled, got back to his feet and walked up to Arnold, "You think that girl knows anything?"
"Believe me, she does. And if she doesn't then... Oh well, it's too late to stop Natasha now." Arnold shrugged his shoulders before he sat down, tending to his gears. Loud lustful screams could be heard from the room Natasha had locked herself in. Even Johnny was a bit flustered at this point.
"You have a variety of summons, don't you?" Johnny asked him since he didn't have much to do himself.
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"Well, I'm just good at utilising their skills. That's all. For example, Alice is a kind-hearted person or was one, either way, that wouldn't stop her from attacking someone if it came to worst. Talos is nearly good at everything that I can do, if not better than me. You can say he has my soul or he's my doppelganger."
"Asterios and Dread, they are my swords. Just one word and they'll be ready to kill anyone or anything. Duke and Cerberus, are the ones who have been with me the longest and hence somewhat understand me so they can be my heart, haha. Bad-breath is like... My legs? Well, we ain't that close but he gets his job done. Natasha is just a sadist bitch so... I'm not gonna associate her with anything but yeah, she's an integral part of my force. We know our strengths and weaknesses so we try our best to complement each other, that's all."
"Ah, so you have a family of your own I see." Johnny smiled, "No wonder you can manage an entire zone by yourself. Azyriah told me how stressful the job is, mind you she's a psychic mage and yet she feels stressed. If-"
Johnny was interrupted by Arnold's communicator. The buzzer of the communicator went off like an annoyed rattlesnake. The call was from an unknown number. Arnold scooped it up, spoke into it, "Hello, who's this?"
"Is this Arnold..." A woman's squeaky voice came through the other side.
"Yes, it is. Who am I speaking to?"
"It's Anna sir, Anna fright. I'm the one whom your robot, Talos, saved a while ago."
"And..." Arnold didn't know what the fck was she trying to say.
"He told me to inform you once the comms were fixed... So yeah they've been fixed, that's all."
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"Aah, I see. Thanks for your help." Finally, he got some good news, "Is there a giant Minotaur around you? Could you put him on the speaker?"
"Sure... Here you go."
Arnold waited for a while before speaking again, "Yo, Red Bull, mind guiding the humans back to me?"
Asterios huffed loudly as if saying, "Finally!"
Arnold knew every well he had been bored to death by now, so he told him something Asterios would love to hear.
"I know, I know. But get here ASAP. We have a war to win."
The sole mention of the word 'war' was more than sufficient to raise Asterios' spirit back to 100%. Arnold disconnected the call and continued to work on his gears. But was soon interrupted once again. This time it was Natasha.
"Master," Her cheeks were red like strawberries, "I have some good news."
Arnold's ears perked up. She had his undivided attention.
"What is it?"
"I know the dungeon's location." She smacked her lips, clearly proud of herself.
"Are you sure, it's the correct info?"
"Does the master thinks, someone in that state is capable of lying?" She pointed towards the room she had dragged that lady into, with her tail.
Arnold peeked inside the room just to see exactly what her 'condition' was.
The woman was tied to a chair, stark naked. A small puddle of suspicious fluid had formed at her feet, which were shaking uncontrollably. Her mouth was open like a venus fly trap. Not to mention, she was sweating profusely. Her breathing was heavy and she looked exhausted yet not a single wound was visible on her curvy body. Everyone in the Hall was gawking at her as well as the succubus. Even they could tell exactly what had happened there.
"Did you... You know..." Arnold kinda knew what Natasha had done yet the words never came out of his mouth. But it would also solve the answer to why Natasha was so happy.
"Why use pain, when you can use pleasure." She licked her fingers, "Although she was a bit inexperienced. I think I made her first time memorable."
'Of course. Who wouldn't want to be exploited by a succubus, right? Bad-breath would jump at the chance.' Arnold thought, 'At least she's alive so there's that.'
Arnold cleared his throat and closed the door before speaking again, "Anyways... What did she tell you?"
"Everything, master." Natasha replied, "The supposed portal is located in Angeles National Forest. She didn't know the exact location inside the forest but that should narrow down your search a bit."
"Anything else?"
"She said there might be two dungeons, not one. But once again she had no idea about where the second one was. She didn't know much because she wasn't supposed to know about it. Yet she overheard bits and pieces."
Arnold sighed in relief. This information was enough for him to act. He recalled all of his troops back before opening a portal to his domain. Now that everything was done, he needed to know whether Talos succeeded in making the required equipment or not.
To his surprise, as soon as the portal opened, Talos came running out of it, followed by the remaining automatons. All of them carrying some kind of equipment with them. Then Talos uttered the words Arnold was waiting to hear.
"The job is done, Master."
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