Chapter 432 - Unmatched Strength Among Her Peers
(Alpha Star System- Planet Gaia)
(Peterlor Mansion- Medical Area)
Sophie groaned uncomfortably as she slowly opened her eyes. She was currently laying down on a plain white mattress inside a room no larger than an apartment.
Numerous metalloid devices were placed around the room and there was a tube attached to her arm that steadily fed green liquid into her veins.
There was a faint scent of disinfectant in the air and Sophie recognised this place as one of the wards inside the medical center.
"Arghh!" Sophie cried out in pain and quickly grabbed her head.
She had woken up with massive headache that just would not go away.
It was difficult to think properly, and her body felt as though it had just been run over by a hundred trucks.
Where was she? What had happened?
The last thing she could remember… urghhh… why couldn't she remember?
Sophie gritted her teeth and slowly rubbed her temples until the pounding sensation in her head went away.
Okay… now she could finally think.
Sophie vaguely remembered walking into the training field for a morning sparring session with her father.
Eventually he told her to fully unleash her berserker state…
Everything else after that was a blank.
Sophie recalled willingly allowing her dark desires to take over her body but then it all went to black.
Sophie let out a heavy sigh and decided to take things one step at a time. She glanced at the tube connected to her arm and settled back down on the mattress.
The hybrid girl took a quick look at her surroundings to make sure that no one else was in the room and then gently lifted up the bottom part of her shirt.
Ouch…
Dark purplish black bruises appeared on the skin beneath her shirt and Sophie gingerly touched some of her ribs.
Fuck… they were definitely bruised.
Well, the good news was that her injuries were rapidly recovering thanks to the enhanced regenerative ability of the Arachnais race.
Sophie estimated that in about less than an hour's time her body would be as good as new. The hybrid girl stared at the ceiling and hummed softly to pass the time.
At that moment when she had fully lost control, for once she did not have any fear about using the goddess' gift.
Maybe it was due to the absolute trust that she had in her father and his assurance that nothing she did could ever hurt him.
The berserker state was truly a double-edged sword. Sophie was well aware that in her rage induced state she was as much a threat to her allies as she was to her enemies.
Sophie laughed softly as she gave the matter some more thought.
It was really arrogant of her to worry that she could possibly injure a cultivator in the god stage.
The hybrid girl's pointed ears twitched slightly as she heard the sounds of footsteps rapidly coming closer to the room.
The metalloid door swung open to reveal Cleo's worried face. The princess was wearing a plain white tee shirt and track pants.
Her long curly hair flowed gently down her shoulders, but the princess hadn't bothered to comb it properly, so it bore an uncanny resemblance to a bird's nest.
Still there was an odd sense of beauty in her messy appearance that made Sophie's heartbeat suddenly quicken.
"Oh?! You're finally awake!" Cleo exclaimed in excitement.
The princess ran into the room and stopped just before the mattress that Sophie lay on.
Cleo gently touched the side of Sophie's cheek and leaned in to plant a soft kiss against the hybrid girl's mouth.
The sweet taste of her girlfriend's lips made Sophie purposely stick out her tongue and forcefully enter inside.
Cleo let out a soft moan which only encourage Sophie to be a bit naughtier.
The hybrid girl playfully reached for the front of her girlfriend's shirt when a sudden burst of pain made her withdraw her hand.
"Damn… sorry… it seems like my body is still recovering," Sophie sheepishly spoke as blush spread across her cheeks.
The princess' face was still flushed from the intense kiss, but her mind was now fully on her girlfriend's well-being.
"How are you feeling?" Cleo asked with concern.
Sophie's stomach growled and the hybrid girl realised what she was needing.
"Better than when I first woke up but now that you mention it… I am a little bit hungry… do you think you can get some food from the kitchen?" Sophie asked hesitantly.
"You are such a glutton!" Cleo teased playfully as her piercing green eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief.
"Fortunately, you are dating a girl who know you too well!"
The princess reached into her storage ring and pulled out several bowls of food that were still warm.
Inside the bowls was a brownish-red soup with chunks of pinkish meat and vegetables swimming merrily in the mixture.
The scent of cooked meat and the fragrance of the rice inside the soup filled the room and caused Sophie's mouth to water.
Cleo grabbed an empty table from the corner of the room and brought it next to the mattress within Sophie's reach.
The princess began to place the bowls on the top of the table and also grabbed some cutlery and napkins from inside her storage ring.
"Babe… did I ever say how much I love you?" Sophie's eyes widened as she hungrily gazed at the feast before her.
"Yeah… yeah…" Cleo spoke nonchalantly but her lips curved up to form a small smile. She never got tired of hearing her girlfriend say those three words.
Sophie slowly got up from her resting position and ignored the painful aches. While in the berserker state she usually consumed a tremendous number of calories, so she needed to refuel.
The hybrid girl scooped up a chunk of meat using the spoon next to the bowl and brought it to her lips.
The meat was soft and tender and melted away in her mouth. Sophie could not stop returning for seconds… then thirds… then fourths… then fifths…
Cleo sat quietly as her girlfriend polished off one bowl after the next. There was an indulgent look on her face as she would occasionally lean over and play with Sophie's hair.
The worry in the princess' heart slowly faded away. Sophie's initial state after the training session had not been good but Duke Peterlor insisted that he had controlled his strength.
Cleo knew that logically that was probably true, but no one wanted to see their significant other unconscious and sent to a medical ward to recover.
Still judging by the pained look on the duke's face it was clear that this intense training was weighing down on his heart despite everything that he said.
.
.
.
.
(Private Study Room)
Duke Peterlor accessed his wrist communicator and pulled up the footage from the training field this morning.
His enhanced senses were able to cover the entire underground city, so the duke was aware that his daughter had finally woken up.
Perhaps it was best that she spent some time with Cleo before he came to discuss the training results and check up on her.
There were quite a few flaws that he had identified just by revisiting the footage.
Sophie in that berserker state was incapable of rational thinking and was vulnerable to traps or tricky opponents.
Also, she tended to over rely on her enhanced healing factor and sacrifice her defense for a full offensive attack.
Fighting like a wild animal may at first overwhelm your opponent but those with experience would be able to deal with it easily.
Still not everything was negative since Sophie's berserker state in some respects had already exceeded the duke's expectations.
It would be impossibly for her to cross realms and kill a void stage cultivator but that boost in her strength and those improved reflexes…
Duke Peterlor struggled to think of any cultivator in the qi tide stage capable of withstanding his daughter's attacks.
And even on the topic of crossing realms…
Duke Peterlor forwarded the footage to a specific moment and stared with a look of wonder and awe.
One of Sophie's bladed appendages shot forward and when he blocked it with his palm there was a faint trace of blood on the curved barb.
She had done it again… Sophie had wounded him.
Of course, this was without him activating any defensive techniques and only using a fraction of his true power.
And the wound itself was incredibly shallow.
But still…
Just the mere fact that the barbs on her spider-like appendages were capable of penetrating the flesh of a god stage cultivator was shocking.
(Peterlor Mansion- Medical Area)
Sophie groaned uncomfortably as she slowly opened her eyes. She was currently laying down on a plain white mattress inside a room no larger than an apartment.
Numerous metalloid devices were placed around the room and there was a tube attached to her arm that steadily fed green liquid into her veins.
There was a faint scent of disinfectant in the air and Sophie recognised this place as one of the wards inside the medical center.
"Arghh!" Sophie cried out in pain and quickly grabbed her head.
She had woken up with massive headache that just would not go away.
It was difficult to think properly, and her body felt as though it had just been run over by a hundred trucks.
Where was she? What had happened?
The last thing she could remember… urghhh… why couldn't she remember?
Sophie gritted her teeth and slowly rubbed her temples until the pounding sensation in her head went away.
Okay… now she could finally think.
Sophie vaguely remembered walking into the training field for a morning sparring session with her father.
Eventually he told her to fully unleash her berserker state…
Everything else after that was a blank.
Sophie recalled willingly allowing her dark desires to take over her body but then it all went to black.
Sophie let out a heavy sigh and decided to take things one step at a time. She glanced at the tube connected to her arm and settled back down on the mattress.
The hybrid girl took a quick look at her surroundings to make sure that no one else was in the room and then gently lifted up the bottom part of her shirt.
Ouch…
Dark purplish black bruises appeared on the skin beneath her shirt and Sophie gingerly touched some of her ribs.
Fuck… they were definitely bruised.
Well, the good news was that her injuries were rapidly recovering thanks to the enhanced regenerative ability of the Arachnais race.
Sophie estimated that in about less than an hour's time her body would be as good as new. The hybrid girl stared at the ceiling and hummed softly to pass the time.
At that moment when she had fully lost control, for once she did not have any fear about using the goddess' gift.
Maybe it was due to the absolute trust that she had in her father and his assurance that nothing she did could ever hurt him.
The berserker state was truly a double-edged sword. Sophie was well aware that in her rage induced state she was as much a threat to her allies as she was to her enemies.
Sophie laughed softly as she gave the matter some more thought.
It was really arrogant of her to worry that she could possibly injure a cultivator in the god stage.
The hybrid girl's pointed ears twitched slightly as she heard the sounds of footsteps rapidly coming closer to the room.
The metalloid door swung open to reveal Cleo's worried face. The princess was wearing a plain white tee shirt and track pants.
Her long curly hair flowed gently down her shoulders, but the princess hadn't bothered to comb it properly, so it bore an uncanny resemblance to a bird's nest.
Still there was an odd sense of beauty in her messy appearance that made Sophie's heartbeat suddenly quicken.
"Oh?! You're finally awake!" Cleo exclaimed in excitement.
The princess ran into the room and stopped just before the mattress that Sophie lay on.
Cleo gently touched the side of Sophie's cheek and leaned in to plant a soft kiss against the hybrid girl's mouth.
The sweet taste of her girlfriend's lips made Sophie purposely stick out her tongue and forcefully enter inside.
Cleo let out a soft moan which only encourage Sophie to be a bit naughtier.
The hybrid girl playfully reached for the front of her girlfriend's shirt when a sudden burst of pain made her withdraw her hand.
"Damn… sorry… it seems like my body is still recovering," Sophie sheepishly spoke as blush spread across her cheeks.
The princess' face was still flushed from the intense kiss, but her mind was now fully on her girlfriend's well-being.
"How are you feeling?" Cleo asked with concern.
Sophie's stomach growled and the hybrid girl realised what she was needing.
"Better than when I first woke up but now that you mention it… I am a little bit hungry… do you think you can get some food from the kitchen?" Sophie asked hesitantly.
"You are such a glutton!" Cleo teased playfully as her piercing green eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief.
"Fortunately, you are dating a girl who know you too well!"
The princess reached into her storage ring and pulled out several bowls of food that were still warm.
Inside the bowls was a brownish-red soup with chunks of pinkish meat and vegetables swimming merrily in the mixture.
The scent of cooked meat and the fragrance of the rice inside the soup filled the room and caused Sophie's mouth to water.
Cleo grabbed an empty table from the corner of the room and brought it next to the mattress within Sophie's reach.
The princess began to place the bowls on the top of the table and also grabbed some cutlery and napkins from inside her storage ring.
"Babe… did I ever say how much I love you?" Sophie's eyes widened as she hungrily gazed at the feast before her.
"Yeah… yeah…" Cleo spoke nonchalantly but her lips curved up to form a small smile. She never got tired of hearing her girlfriend say those three words.
Sophie slowly got up from her resting position and ignored the painful aches. While in the berserker state she usually consumed a tremendous number of calories, so she needed to refuel.
The hybrid girl scooped up a chunk of meat using the spoon next to the bowl and brought it to her lips.
The meat was soft and tender and melted away in her mouth. Sophie could not stop returning for seconds… then thirds… then fourths… then fifths…
Cleo sat quietly as her girlfriend polished off one bowl after the next. There was an indulgent look on her face as she would occasionally lean over and play with Sophie's hair.
The worry in the princess' heart slowly faded away. Sophie's initial state after the training session had not been good but Duke Peterlor insisted that he had controlled his strength.
Cleo knew that logically that was probably true, but no one wanted to see their significant other unconscious and sent to a medical ward to recover.
Still judging by the pained look on the duke's face it was clear that this intense training was weighing down on his heart despite everything that he said.
.
.
.
.
(Private Study Room)
Duke Peterlor accessed his wrist communicator and pulled up the footage from the training field this morning.
His enhanced senses were able to cover the entire underground city, so the duke was aware that his daughter had finally woken up.
Perhaps it was best that she spent some time with Cleo before he came to discuss the training results and check up on her.
There were quite a few flaws that he had identified just by revisiting the footage.
Sophie in that berserker state was incapable of rational thinking and was vulnerable to traps or tricky opponents.
Also, she tended to over rely on her enhanced healing factor and sacrifice her defense for a full offensive attack.
Fighting like a wild animal may at first overwhelm your opponent but those with experience would be able to deal with it easily.
Still not everything was negative since Sophie's berserker state in some respects had already exceeded the duke's expectations.
It would be impossibly for her to cross realms and kill a void stage cultivator but that boost in her strength and those improved reflexes…
Duke Peterlor struggled to think of any cultivator in the qi tide stage capable of withstanding his daughter's attacks.
And even on the topic of crossing realms…
Duke Peterlor forwarded the footage to a specific moment and stared with a look of wonder and awe.
One of Sophie's bladed appendages shot forward and when he blocked it with his palm there was a faint trace of blood on the curved barb.
She had done it again… Sophie had wounded him.
Of course, this was without him activating any defensive techniques and only using a fraction of his true power.
And the wound itself was incredibly shallow.
But still…
Just the mere fact that the barbs on her spider-like appendages were capable of penetrating the flesh of a god stage cultivator was shocking.
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