Goddess Collector: Every Hole is a Goal

Title: Head of Negotiation

The milf Hel-Spider finally led the group into a cave. Unlike the icy cave system of the Hel-Spiders, this one was carved within a large hill of snow with the interior of the cave uncharacteristically warm. Looking at each other, everyone entered the cave while the hel-spider left.

"Alright... now how about you explain why we need to kill a dragon to gain recognition of the ruler of Hel," Nik stopped within the cave.

According to Loki, they needed the head of Fafnir, the evil dragon who has troubled Asgard for a long time and is unable to be handled because Fafnir's actions still aren't too disastrous against Asgardians. But if this was true, why wouldn't they want to recruit a freaking dragon?!

"Ordinarily, I would have chosen Fafnir over Hela. Mind you, Fafnir and Hela have been at odds for many, many years. But my relationship with Hela isn't particularly all flowers and praises," Loki leaned against one of the rocky pillars raised within the cave, sighing at the influx of warmth in the surrounding.

"But... a few odd years in the past, Fafnir destroyed the bridge that allowed most of the souls to cross over the river of Gjoll without its torment and get admitted in the Halls of Hel. With the destruction of such a mystical pathway, Hela has her hands filled with menial tasks of collecting the souls herself. She has even appointed the last of the Valkyrie to assist in the task. And, a single moment lost in the pursuit of Fafnir for retribution will cause her enormous loss.

So, to at least make Hela feel appreciative of you, if not me, we need this dragon's head. This will get one of our feet inside the hall of hel. Next, all we need to do is entice Hela enough. Probably warm up some old wounds and sentiments and she'll be ready to take on Asgard!"

Loki pumped her fist.

Jennifer couldn't help but interject.

"Then isn't it much more meaningful to capture this Fafnir alive and bring it back to Hela to let her deal with this personally?"

"Ideally, yes," Loki chuckled, "But Hela is lord of Hel. She controls spirits and souls as if breathing! The moment she kills Fafnir, she will be able to capture its soul and use it to strengthen her personal troops. However, if Fafnir is killed by someone else, his spirit will go through the natural cycle of death and even if Hela would want to torment him, she wouldn't be able to defy the rules set by Odin and previous Asgardians over the realm."

"So? Where is the dragon?" Janet inquired.

"Hidden, of course. But... who will deal with Fafnir?"

"Who else is holding a sword in their hands?" Angela snorted, "I'll fight the damned beast. It's about time I get my body warmed up. This was or the other."

Her words making Loki smirk.

"I wouldn't expect anything less from my sister," she snickered, making Angela snort as they began exploring the phenomenally empty cave.

"Hooo!" Janet shouted, letting her buzzing voice echo while she flew about in the air. Now that there wasn't extreme cold to impede her movements, she readily stretched her wings.

"Hey, Nik, why don't you join me in scouting the area?" Janet inquired, "You are comfortable with turning more compact, right?"

"Why do we need to scout?" Nik smiled, "I can smell a dragon, or a giant lizard in this case. It's there," Nik pointed to the group's right as a low rumble echoed through the cave.

"How..."

The growl filled with power made others look in its direction.

"did... you enter?" The growl inquired as Loki stepped forward.

"Fafnir! It is I, Odinson!" Loki's voice no longer his but ghastly similar to Thor. As if understanding something, Nik instantly snapped his finger and blue lightning crackled around the group with loud thunder echoing in the cave, making Morgan frown and Angela more excited.

What better way to start a battle than the crashes of lightning and rumbling thunder?

"Come out and face your demise!" Angela grinned and stepped forward while brandishing Xiphos. It has almost been an entire day into Niffleheim and only now Angela got her chance to battle.

Hearing the loud challenger, the cave trembled slightly. The echoing sound of the solid ground caving in was accompanied by the sight of a giant reptilian figure.

A dragon was, well, the term had certainly been diluted this time. The figure looked like a massive Ignit, just that it was standing on two legs, and instead of curving horns, this one had some form of thick antennas. Cold red eyes and nostrils flared with exhaling smoke.

"How dare you challenge this King?" The mouth of the dragon did not move but everyone heard the words clearly. Even Poole and Spider seemed to be affected as Nik sighed.

"You really want to fight this thing alone? This guy probably had mental abilities," Nik spoke up while picking the dizzy Janet and gently holding her in his hand.

"Just stop him from controlling my mind then!" Angela growled and shot forward. Since the dragon was needed dead, she did not care about its circumstances or words he might be thinking to speak. The quicker she slays the monster, the quicker she'll get to Asgard, or Heven.

"Fine," Nik smiled as a dome of purple speckles of light covered the entire group while a small rune formed over Angela's shoulder which continuously flashed and Angela's vision changed instantly.

"Hah! As always, coward in actions!" Loki snickered as the giant dragon disappeared. Instead, four dragons now covered the group, their towering physique the very definition of mighty while the one Angela confronted seemed to have vanished into thin air, making her fall on the ground with no target to stab into.

"Burn in hell!" The dragon growled and spread his jaws apart. A large ball of fire sparkled into existence at a moment and it was at this time, all the dragons vanished. Still, the gazes of those in Nik's dome never changed. After all, their mind wasn't controlled and placed into illusion while Angela, instead of attacking the four dragons, had just shot forward and found the real dragon still trying to stand up from the ground.

Its large face already in front of Angela, a look of fright passed through his eyes.

"Wait... I have—"

"Dead don't speak!" Angela shouted. Xiphos instantly stabbed forward and pierced into Fafnir's left eye.

"Damn... you!" He growled in pain, however, the dragon didn't flinch and Angela instantly felt the temperature of her surroundings rise through the metaphorical roof. With a stern expression, Angela slashed with her still embedded sword, tearing open the large eye before she struck against the hard scaly skin covering Fafnir's eyes, using the resulting rebound to jump backward.

In an instant, a large ball of fire escaped Fafnir's mouth and shot towards Angela while she ran behind a pillar of rock. Instead of stopping, however, she ran straight while a loud crash echoed behind her.

*Fwoosh*

Her hair danced wildly as a terrible after force struck her. Not only was the fireball dangerous, but the rocks of the realms were also certainly harder than usual, making the collision of magical properties much more dangerous.

*Hiss*

"Yea, you have a long way to go," Nik smiled and rubbed the top of Ignit's head.

"We can negotiate if you stop now," a deep rumble emerged from Fafnir's head as Angela silently rushed once again. Unlike Fafnir, who hadn't moved in ages and was now suddenly ambushed in his own residence, Angela was extremely quick and fearsome in her blows. Each slash of Xiphos would draw golden amber-like blood and Angela's focus of attack was only Fafnir's head. Since his skin couldn't be pierced easily, with every stab into Fafnir's eyes, Angela dug deeper and deeper until even her hand entered Fafnir's head, finally making the slumbering dragon shiver in pain.

"How cruel..." Janet pursed her lips while Loki grinned.

"Nobody recommends a dragon to sleep for ages. Of course, it will get muscle cramps and may even forget to stand altogether! But... we should stop Angela while she's ahead.

She's literally destroying the 'head' of the negotiations!"

Loki smiled elegantly, impressing Nik with her skills in bending words to her will while the other girls only gazed at Loki in the passing, clearly not holding the same passion for puns that these two deceptive beings held in their hearts.

"I shall end your life at this instance!" A large shadow hovered above the dragon, however, it couldn't pose any feeling of awe and stupor on Angela.

"Enough with the Illusions and die!" Angela shrieked, her arms shaking with each strike but slowly and gradually, her sword began breaking into a dragon's tough hide. And equally slowly and gradually, Fafnir began to rise only to end his ascension with a resounding crash of his body with a pool of golden liquid covering the surface of the cave.

"Well, this was easy," Jennifer remarked.

"It wasn't," Angela remarked darkly. Her arms still shaking as she almost dropped Xiphos onto the ground while Nik walked forward and instantly absorbed the corpse into Dream Core with the overflowing golden blood safely secured. Right now, the blood of mythical beings was in a great requirement for Nik who had started to plan for yet another evolution of his bloodline. If Brian and Ray do evolve in this adventure, then surely, he wouldn't want to feel left behind and what greater method to make sure that the next evolution is extremely amazing than to collect the blood of other beings and bathe in it?

'Lola, scan the body and try to make an appropriate merger with Gojira's physique. When the model is ready... be sure to add a male reproductive... sigh, be sure to fashion a dick based on multiple reptilian spiritual mutations we have already scanned... hmm, try to fit in a pterodactyl's special features, too,' Nik instantly began to add quite a bit of command.

He had a lot of dragon models. But out of them, Gojira was the prime of her species. Not to mention the fact that Nik had been quite dissatisfied with these kinds of dickless reptilians... literally! First, Doctor Connor's mutation, too, rid him off of his manhood and now, even Fafnir was without an adequate tool of pleasure. No wonder Gojira ate her previous mate. Even if that dragon might have come with a biological dick, it wouldn't have been that well off.

'But... my form of purity in the dimension of beyonders did have a massive dong... now that I think about it, compared to other dragons, would it even be impressive? I should ask Gojira when I have the chance...' Nik thought to himself.

Of course, he wasn't going to feast on dragon meat, a blunder he committed in the past. If he had even the smallest part of the silver sword dragon, he would have added it in the mix, too. But sadly, everything about that dragon aside from its spirit ring was long devoured. And Nik had come to understand that even with his skills of flesh manipulation, copying a dragon's physique would take months!

Instead, Nik now wanted to modify a corpse of a dragon and fill it with his own consciousness. A dragon copy of himself! If he really ends up in a destitute world, he could easily bring out a freaking dragon and act as he wishes!

While Nik spent minutes in his own land of imagination, Loki whistled and walked closer to Angela.

"Say... why didn't you use your force?"

"I used every bit of my force. Do not mock me, harlot," Angela narrowed her gaze.

"I mean, cosmic force," Loki smirked, "I'm stuck with magic because... well, I'm the awesome one in the family. But Baldur and Thor are well capable of utilizing the force of the world. As Odin's daughter, why didn't you?"

Angela frowned.

"Well, you can just ask him when you meet him, right?" Loki smiled frivolously.

"That woman," Angela growled in annoyance.

"Is so hot~!" Janet chuckled while returning to Jennifer's head.

"Nik... can I use that corpse?" Morgan inquired, visible greed on her face.

After being with Nik for a little while, she did began to ease up and would show a variety of emotions.

"Uh, no," Nik shook his head.

"Huh? W-well, I was thinking that maybe after we reach someplace isolated... we could use that stick again," Morgan whispered while Moon rubbed her back against Nik's legs.

"Are you really soliciting me for a corpse?" Nik inquired for the sake of confirmation.

"With Merlin and a Dragon, I can..." Morgan licked her lips.

'Ugh... I should never die around her. The things she'll do...' Nik shivered. He had never been a fan of necrophilia but he has been interested in Necromancy for a long time. However, now, Necromancy failed to entice him since he can just copy himself and mutate himself into an army of superbeings capable of thoughts and forming tactics.

Seeing Nik's reluctant expression, Morgan felt a little stifled. Much to her surprise, in fact.

"Well, I suppose, I can take the second dragon for myself," Morgan sighed.

"It's not like I don't want to give it to you..." Nik mumbled, making Morgan's expression brighten slightly, as he struggled to be more articulate, "no... I really just don't want to give that corpse. I have a use for it."

"Really?" Morgan looked a bit dubious.

"It wouldn't be using it for a barbeque, right?"

"Of course, not!" Nik gasped, "Not this time, anyway."

Morgan sighed.

"Well, now that I have seen one, I'll find another one soon enough. Let's capture an even better dragon."

"Don't you want a corpse? Why the need of capturing it?"

"Experiments on its bone marrow, tendons, and many more body parts," Morgan smiled. As she said so, her gaze grew a little fervent while observing Nik illicitly.

Pursing his lips, Nik struck Morgan's ass, making her yelp out in surprise, "Whatever you're thinking, save it for the bed," Nik snickered as he picked the clawing Moon to place her on his shoulder while placating and explaining the clawing Ignit why he cannot let her sit on his head, too.

'Almost lost control, huh,' Morgan took a deep breath. Being pleasured after a long time and with such intensity that she is left craving for more, Morgan now found herself in various moments of heat and desire to breed once again.

'Over a large corpse is the best way to do it... or a ghost field,' Morgan grunted softly.