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Though her figure remained as beautiful as before, the aura around her was entirely different—her passion and newfound strength unmistakably radiated through her burning gaze and striking red lips.

Bella\'s power level had soared to Level 180, and she now wielded the Crimson Annihilator Bloodline, a unique fire-based inheritance born from her merger with Demon Lord Crimson\'s essence. Her raw stats had surpassed even Aria\'s, because of her demonic heritage, which Aria rejected.

Aengus gave an approving nod, his golden eyes appraising her transformation. "You\'ve surpassed my expectations, Bella. Your new strength suits you perfectly."

"Hehe..." Bella smiled, her confidence brimming. "Thank you, hubby. I feel like I could burn the heavens themselves if you asked me to."

Aengus chuckled softly. "Save that fire for latter, my love. With this power, you\'ll lead others with the force as one my queens."

Turning his thoughts toward the future, Aengus considered his next steps. He had a few millions of demon corpses stored in his space, each brimming with potential for growth. Tomorrow, he would select a few of his most trusted subordinates and grant them the chance to ascend to Demon General or even Demon Lord levels, strengthening his rule and solidifying his dominion over the Domain of Ruination.

The room radiated a soft, fiery glow as Bella flexed her newfound powers, creating a brief but intense heatwave. It was as if she had transformed into a miniature sun, her aura commanding attention.

But just as quickly, Bella reined in her abilities, her scarlet eyes locking onto Aengus with a mischievous gleam.

She leaned forward, her smile sultry and teasing. "Come, hubby. Let\'s continue where we left off. I want your baby in my stomach as soon as possible," she said, her tone dripping with seduction, her demeanor reminiscent of a succubus.

Belial and Vienna had strongly suggested to Bella the importance of having a child as soon as possible— to secure her position. In the demon world, pure bloodlines mattered immensely—a child born of a powerful bloodline could inherit extraordinary talents and abilities, inheriting not only Aengus\' legacy but also Bella\'s father\'s family position in the hierarchy of power.

Bella, too, was deeply tempted by the idea. She knew Aengus had long desired to have a family of his own. Despite his focus on war and conquest, she could see the longing in his eyes whenever they spoke of the future.

She already started the contest to have his child first.

And who knows, Aria might be having the same gift planned in mind for Aengus.

Aengus shook his head with a chuckle, leaning closer. "You\'re insatiable, Bella. But... I can\'t say no to you. You\'re that exquisite after all," he replied with a sly grin, succumbing to her fiery passion.

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Late at night...

The master bedroom was serene, illuminated by the faint red light streaming through the window. Aengus lay beside Bella, his arm draped gently around her waist as she slept peacefully, her face glowing with contentment.

But not all of him was resting.

On the floor, another Aengus (his clone) devoured demonic cores and bodies one after another with voracious intensity. His reflective basilisk scales shimmered faintly under the moonlight as he worked tirelessly, consuming everything with the hunger of a primordial beast.

Determination burned in his eyes, cruel and unrelenting. He was driven by a singular purpose: to surpass everyone before the clock ran out on him. Aengus understood all too well that his time in this world might be limited, and he was prepared to sacrifice everything to secure a future for his wives and unborn children.

Elsewhere, his two clones prowled the wilderness under the cover of darkness, hunting demonic beasts to fuel their master\'s ever-growing power.

The 5th clone, cloaked in secrecy, patrolled the streets of the Crimson City, ensuring peace and rooting out any remnants of disloyalty among the populace.

Aengus\' mind was always at work. Whether awake or asleep, his body had split into many parts that relentlessly pursued his goals.

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"L-Lord, why are you here?" Sen stammered, startled by Aengus\' unexpected arrival at the military quarters. Sienna looked equally surprised, her usually composed demeanor faltering for a moment.

Aengus gave them a warm, reassuring smile, his presence commanding yet calm. "Nothing too serious. I simply came to reward the two of you for your contributions," he said, lowering himself to sit casually by the campfire where they were diligently managing security details.

Sen and Sienna exchanged glances, a mix of confusion and anticipation in their expressions. "R-Reward, my lord? You honor us too much," Sienna replied, bowing her head slightly. "We only did our duty."

Aengus waved off the formality with a chuckle. "Duty or not, you both went above and beyond in ensuring the success of this battle. You have worked hard and that deserves recognition."

Sienna straightened, her chest puffed slightly with pride, feeling contentment at getting his recognition at least. The idea of attaining his love had long been buried in her heart.

"It is our greatest honor to serve you, Lord Aengus."

"Still," Aengus continued, his gaze softening, "I don\'t want my people to feel unappreciated. The two of you have consistently proven your loyalty and strength. It\'s time I ensure that strength grows even further."

Aengus quickly initiated the synthesization process, ensuring no one could see or sense anything. It was as if the area was cloaked in invisibility, shielding the transformative event from prying eyes.

When the process was complete, the results were astonishing—both Sen and Sienna had ascended to the Lowest Demon Lord level, surpassing level 100. Their newfound power radiated from them like a blazing inferno, filling the air with an oppressive yet awe-inspiring energy.

This feat was nothing short of revolutionary. Throughout the entire history of the demon lands, there had never been more than 99 Demon Lords at any given time. The limitations of resources, bloodline purity, and natural restrictions had kept this number constant for centuries.

Yet, Aengus had shattered this unspoken rule, creating two new Demon Lords from his subordinates—beings blessed with both human potential and demonic power.

The realization struck Sen and Sienna with overwhelming emotion. They fell to their knees before Aengus, their heads bowed low.

"Lord Aengus," Sienna began, her voice trembling with gratitude, "Your compassion and generosity are unparalleled. For elevating us to such heights… We owe you everything."

Sen, equally moved, added, "We swear on our lives to serve you, eternally and without question. Your will is our command."

Aengus smiled faintly, brushing off their gratitude with a nonchalant shrug.

"Rise. Your strength is not just for me; it\'s for the betterment of our army. Lead them well, and continue to grow stronger."

With that, Aengus left them, his mind already focused on the next task. He moved to strengthen other worthy subordinates, ensuring his forces were filled with unprecedented powerhouses.

Each new ally elevated meant another pillar of support in the empire he was building—one that would stand unshaken in the face of any threat.