V returned to the free city of Ardenholm after she had her fill of my blood mixed with my milk. The little bloodsucker was so drunk that she had her sense of direction messed up.

As for me, I made my way to the temple’s breeding room.

It’s been a long time since I brought new races to my land or had my womb filled by something new.

Sigh... a non-pregnant goddess of breeding is not a happy goddess.

Not giving birth to a new life was against my very nature. It’s like I lost my divine purpose.

That’s why I decided to speed up and breed many children.

Using the artificial wombs of the temple, I used the collection of seeds to bring new life to my land.

Dog-kin, Cat-kin, Minotaur, Centaur, Unicorn, and Hippogriff.

The first four, I used the seeds I collected to impregnate my eggs, and then I transferred them to the artificial womb so that the offspring would be mine.

As for the unicorn and hippogriff, I decided to use a different approach.

For the artificial wombs, I only used the seeds of the unicorn and hippogriff. The offspring will still be mine, but they will not take humanoid form.

Just regular unicorns and hippogriffs.

My plan is to form a small army of magical beasts. The unicorns for healing and riding, the hippogriffs for aerial cavalry. As for the white stag, I’ll go later and ’collect’ his generous donation... hehehe.

’If I could find a pegasus or a griffon, that would be great,’ I thought, my mind already planning my next conquest.

As for the second approach that I left for the near future, it is to directly impregnate my womb with the unicorn and hippogriff seeds and give birth to... actually, I have no idea what the offspring will look like.

But from experience, they will be a mix of human form and the beast.

Just thinking about the possibility of birthing a hippogriff girl with feathery wings and a strong horse’s third leg made me wet.

"Fuck!... I need to give birth," I moaned, my hand slipping down to my slick folds, my fingers tracing the sensitive skin.

Soon I’ll be able to give birth to lovely elven children.

I impregnated my ’Dimensional Womb’ with elven seeds. Half were dark elves, who came from Vespera; the other half were high elves from Sylvana.

As for my sister’s succubi daughters... I can’t wait.

Ahem... anyway, having my wombs impregnated brought me a sense of divine satisfaction, and I couldn’t help but make plans on who I will breed next.

"Tsk... too many choices, too little time," I chuckled, a wicked grin spreading across my face. "Should I make a list?"

Arwen is still in the elven kingdom, and her report was very helpful. According to her, the elven queen is already ’behaving’ herself. She’s not making any moves to resist my rule, but she’s not exactly embracing it either.

"Good girl," I smiled, my mind racing. "Maybe I should go and ’reward’ her for her good behavior."

A good dicking will fix 90% of the problems. The remaining 10% can be solved by a second, harder dicking... with blood.

The Doberman bitch—I forgot about her—but now she is ready for breeding. I’ll check on her later.

The blonde centaur, Soraka... She is also on the list. I haven’t forgotten her, but she still needs time to fully master the lust energy inside her. If she remains sane after I remove the chastity belt, I’ll breed her.

Her father too. That old centaur stallion, Sukal, will make for a good breeding mate.

"Hmm... who else?" I mused, my fingers still busy between my legs. "Ah! That’s right!"

The two bunny girls, Lily and Cotton.

Celeste said that the two pleaded with her that they wanted to return to my side, saying that they prefer to be my sex slaves rather than managing her dungeon.

I let Celeste handle that, and I told her if they behave, I’ll fill their wombs with my seeds.

"Hehehe... I can’t wait to see their cute faces when they see me again."

Oh! Oh! And Nayssa, my cute arachne daughter.

The eggs have hatched, and she now has a dozen little arachnids. She is a proud mother, but I know she still craves my touch. I’ll make sure to give her a good ’motherly’ visit soon.

Sigh... being a mother of a horny empire is hard work. Everyone wants a piece of me, everyone wants my cock, my pussy, and to be bred by me.

"What a wonderful life," I let out a happy sigh, my body tingling with anticipation. "I hope it never ends."

...

Returning to my quarters in the temple, I first passed by the pool, where I saw the shark that swallowed the second golden key and got teleported here.

"When the time comes, I’ll release it to the seas," I mumbled.

Ding!

[I don’t think that’s a good idea, Morgana.] Herma’s calm, detached voice echoed in my head. [The shark is... special.]

’Special?’ I raised an eyebrow. ’How special?’

[It absorbed your divine energy for a long time, causing a mutation. Right now it’s being suppressed by the temple’s divine aura, but... if you release it, it will become a monstrous creature the size of a dragon. I recommend you keep it here for now.]

’A shark the size of a dragon?’ I thought, a slow, wicked grin spreading across my face. ’That’s... interesting. Very interesting. A shark cock would be an interesting experience.’

[...]

’Thanks, Herma.’

[Y-You are welcome.]

I continued on my way, my mind buzzing with plans, but right now, dealing with those Gray Knights is the most urgent.

But before that, I have to find them first.

For that, I have decided to use a skill I have not used in a long while.

Divine Skill: [Creation]

The first time I used it was to create my Valkyries.

And now I’ll use it to create a scout, a creature that can fly high and see far, a creature that can find those Gray Knights for me.

"Hmm... what should I create?" I mused, my mind racing, staring at the blank canvas of creation in front of me.

"An owl would be good, but a bit too common," I said, my fingers tracing the air, shaping a formless blob of divine energy. "A hawk? No, I want something more... unique."

[Please don’t create a flying cock,] Herma’s voice suddenly echoed in my head, a hint of panic in her tone.

"Who? Me?" I grinned, feigning innocence. "I would never do such a thing."

I wouldn’t... yet. But the idea of creating a flying cock to scout the lands was amusing.

[...]

"Tsk... no fun," I pouted, focusing on the creation interface before me.

Two creatures came to mind.

The bat and the raven.

A bat scout would be good for night operations, silent and deadly. A raven scout would be good for daytime, intelligent, and observant.

"I’ll go with a raven," I decided, my fingers dancing in the air, weaving divine energy into the shape of a bird. "But I’ll make it special. A divine raven."

Going with the raven was purely for aesthetic reasons. I like their black feathers and their intelligent eyes. Moreover, I used bats before in my past life and got tired of them.

The raven took shape in front of me, its form solidifying from raw divine energy. It was larger than a normal raven, with sleek, midnight-black feathers that shimmered with an otherworldly iridescence. Its eyes were pools of molten crimson, just like mine, and its beak and talons were sharpened to razor points, glinting with a dark metallic sheen. It wasn’t just a bird; it was a predator, a fragment of my own will given wing.

I placed my hand on its head, pouring a sliver of my consciousness into it. The connection was instant, a two-way stream of information. I could see through its eyes, hear through its ears, and feel the wind beneath its wings. It was an extension of myself.

The creation was finished, but I felt something was missing. I looked at my creation, and an idea came to my mind.

"Ah!... divine aspects!" I snapped my fingers.

[Be careful what you add to it, Morgana,] Herma warned. [Too much divine power can cause it to... mutate.]

"Mutate?" I grinned, a wicked thought crossing my mind. "Like the shark?"

[Raven cocks are small and ugly,] Herma shot back, her tone deadpan.

"HAHAHAHA... okay, okay. I’ll be a good girl," I chuckled, patting the divine raven on the head.

What I needed from my new scout was to track the Gray Knights and report their location to me. I need to know their numbers, their supplies, and their defenses. And I need to know it fast.

I added a small aspect of my Night to the raven.

Kraaaak!

The raven let out a piercing cry, and then it started to change. The shimmering black feathers on its wings absorbed the light, becoming true, absolute voids, darker than a moonless night. The crimson in its eyes deepened, glowing with a soft, eerie luminescence that seemed to see not just what was in front of it, but the very essence of things. It could now see in the dark, see through illusions, and even perceive the flow of life energy.

However, the biggest and most noticeable changes were the third eye that appeared on its forehead and the third leg, making it look like a mythical creature from a forgotten age.

"Herma, what do you think?" I asked, admiring my creation. "Odin will be jealous."

[...]

"Hehehe... should I use one of the names of Odin’s ravens? Muninn or Huginn?" I mused, my fingers stroking the raven’s sleek feathers.

Kraaaak!

The raven let out another piercing cry, its three eyes locking onto mine. It was as if it understood me.

"Oh!... you don’t like those names?" I asked, a grin spreading across my face. "Good, you’re better than those two."

Kraaaak!

"How about... Nox?" I suggested, after the primordial deity of darkness, with a little twist of my own. "Short, simple, and mysterious."

The raven cawed in approval, a low, rumbling sound that was more of a growl than a bird’s cry. It hopped onto my outstretched arm, its talons gripping my skin with surprising gentleness. Its third eye pulsed with a soft, dark light.

"Nox it is," I said, my grin widening. "Now go, my little scout. Find me those Gray Knights. Find me their pet lizard. And then open the way for me."