Lewd System: Every Scream and Moan is EXP

Chapter 16: Chapter 16 : VR Battle 6

On the far side of the battlefield, Ava was unstoppable. Her crimson scythe cut through one student after another.

Each swing drained life and filled her again. Bodies burst into glowing fragments, one after the other.

The last zone had shrunk. From dozens of fighters, only a handful remained. The chaos thinned out until Ava stood tall, her aura burning like fire under the green sky.

She swung her blade one more time. Another student collapsed into light. Her face didn’t show excitement. Instead, her eyes looked bored.

She sighed. ”This is all? Pathetic.”

Then something strange happened. Snowflakes drifted down from above. A cold wind spread across the cracked ground. Frost touched Ava’s shoulder. She brushed it off lazily.

Her ears caught a voice. Calm. Confident. Royal.

”I was waiting to meet you, Ava.”

Ava turned. Her lips curved in a faint smile. Standing there was a figure in pale blue robes, a staff of ice glowing in her hand.

[Name: Glacia – Frost Mage]

[Name: Celestia Sterling]

It was her. Celestia Sterling. The villainess of the game. Jealous. Possessive. A princess who hated every heroine, because no matter who they chose, she always lost. She was destined to be the one discarded.

But here, she wasn’t just a jealous girl. She was the princess of Arcadia Spires. A country unlike the others. Not run by business, not by councils, but by a crown. A monarchy across islands. And the queen of that country was her mother.

Fighting her meant carrying a death flag.

Celestia looked straight at Ava. ”I’ve heard a lot about you. Good things. But I don’t trust what people say. I trust what I see myself.”

Ava gave a small grin and spun her scythe. ”Then I’ll show you, princess. Maybe you’ll make things more fun for me.”

The ground turned icy. Celestia lifted her staff. ”Frost Bolt.”

A sharp ice shard flew at Ava. She swung her scythe and knocked it away. Cold sparks scattered in the air.

Celestia stepped forward. ”Frozen Prison.”

Ice surged from the ground, forming jagged walls around Ava. A cage of frost closed in. Ava’s crimson aura flared. She smirked.

”Crimson Slash!”

Her sword sliced through the ice bars, breaking them into tiny pieces. She let out a small laugh. ”Nice try... not bad.”

Celestia didn’t flinch. Her eyes stayed cold. ”Blizzard.”

The sky turned dark.

Snow started falling fast, and strong winds roared all around them.

Visibility dropped.

The air turned heavy, every step slowed.

Ava’s speed fell.

Her movements dulled.

Celestia’s magic gnawed at her.

Ava still smiled. ”Hehh... serious, are we?”

She spread her crimson wings wide. ”Blood Wings.”

She shot upward, cutting through the storm, dashing through the air.

Her scythe slashed down. Celestia blocked with her staff, frost exploding on impact.

The clash rang across the ruins.

The storm raged. Blood and ice collided again and again. Ava’s strikes were wild, playful, yet each one had lethal weight.

Celestia’s defense was calm, calculating, each spell placed with precision.

Ava laughed between swings. ”Psshh... you’re fun. You’re not holding back, are you?”

Celestia’s tone was ice itself. ”I never hold back.”

Their battle twisted the ground. Ice walls rose and shattered.

Crimson waves cut through frost. Neither side fell. They stood equal—Ava playful, Celestia serious.

The storm stretched wide. The battlefield itself shifted. Fighters nearby scattered, forced away by the clash of powers.

On the other side, Zinnia was still celebrating her victory. Her rifle gleamed as she spun it proudly. She smirked, enjoying every second.

Then a figure slid down from a cliff above, landing with dust spraying around him. Sword in hand. Calm eyes. Smirk painted on his face.

Zinnia turned quickly, her eyes narrowing. Her smile grew sharper when she saw the tag.

[Avatar Name: Eryndor – Plain Blade]

[Name: Jax Rayne]

She chuckled darkly. ”This is the best day of my life. I get to humble both the Raynes. Honestly, I was praying to god to let you survive. Just enough luck... so I could crush you here.”

Her eyes flashed with rage. ”You think a loser like you deserves to mention my body in a bet? You think you even deserve to look at me? This graceful figure is beyond your filthy reach.”

Her words spat venom, but then her tone twisted curious. ”Still... how did you grow guts? Look at you. That avatar? It’s nothing. Best for running away. High speed, that’s all. Are you even trying to win? Or just trying to chase your stupid bet?”

Jax didn’t flinch. He took slow steps toward her. His smirk sharpened.

”You think I picked this to run? No. I picked it so you’ll never even touch me before I crush you.”

He tilted his head back, eyes on the sky. ”Funny, isn’t it? You see an escape build. I see a predator’s build. Guess we’re looking at the same thing... but from different skill levels.”

Zinnia’s lips twisted. ”Tssk... arrogant bastard.”

Her rifle glowed. She fired. Plasma burst across the air. Jax’s body blurred—he dodged. Dust exploded behind him.

Another shot fired. He dodged again. But this time, her lips curved into a cruel smile.

”Grenade Burst!”

Boom! An explosion ripped across the path where he had leapt. She had predicted his move. The grenade caught him on the edge, blasting his body sideways.

His HP plunged. From 300 down to 50.

He grunted, clutching his side. Gulp. Sweat dripped. But his grin stayed.

Zinnia’s laughter echoed. ”Psshhahh! Looks like it’s over. Suppressive Fire!”

Her rifle roared, unleashing a storm of bullets. The glowing stream filled the battlefield, death rushing toward him.

But Jax only smirked wider. His lips curved like a wolf’s.

”Just as planned.”

The scene froze in tension. The bullets rained down.

Zinnia’s mad smile burned bright. Jax’s grin gleamed sharper.