Demonic Pornstar System novel Chapter 657

Chapter 657: Forced Rivalry

Kaiden pulled up his competition artifact as they walked.

The holographic display bloomed in front of him, projecting the latest standings into the mountain air. He hadn’t checked since yesterday morning. Time to see where they stood.

[Mountain Range Convergence – Rookie Track Standings (Day 17)]

New Dawn – 97,880 P

Iron Halo – 89,100 P

Ashbound – 87,210 P

Silver Talon – 68,440 P ⬇

Runewoven – 62,390 P ⬆⬆

Black Meridian – 60,520 P ⬇

Ember Line – 53,100 P

Frostwake – 44,890 P ⬇

Riftward – — (Exited Competition)

Dawnfall – — (Exited Competition)

Stonewake – — (Exited Competition)

Verdant Coil – — (Exited Competition)

Hollow Crest – — (Exited Competition)

Night Bastion – — (Exited Competition)

Pale Covenant – — (Exited Competition)

Seven days ago, Runewoven had been dead last at 24,140 points. Tenth out of ten active guilds, trailing the pack by such a wide margin that most analysts had written them off as content creators who’d wandered into the wrong event.

Now they sat at fifth. 62,390 points. They’d nearly tripled their total in a week, leapfrogging Dawnfall, Riftward, Frostwake, Ember Line, and Black Meridian in the process. The double upward arrow next to their name told the story of a team that was no longer climbing. They were surging.

Two of those guilds had dropped out entirely, both mid-tier outfits that had calculated their odds, weighed them against the escalating monster density in the northern zones, and decided that discretion was the better part of not dying.

Kaiden grinned.

The gap to fourth was six thousand points. Reachable in two days at their current pace. Third was twenty-five thousand ahead, which was Ashbound’s number, and looking at it now, after what had just happened in that basin, the gap felt less like a wall and more like a countdown.

New Dawn sat alone at the top. Nearly a hundred thousand points. Still distant. Still dominant.

But the trajectory was right.

He dismissed the display and looked at his girls.

"Let’s just focus on this, alright?"

Five grins answered him.

They moved north toward the next monster cluster, a dense pocket of Ridgehowlers and Stoneclad Matriarchs that had been spotted congregating near a collapsed ravine. Good density. High point value. Exactly what they needed.

Aria raised a moonlit finger. Luna’s hands crackled. Nyx began compressing the space around the cluster’s flanks. Bastet’s feet settled, and the ground responded. Calypso rushed forward with a joyous grin, axe already swinging.

Kaiden entered the fight with Wrath still simmering beneath his skin.

For about three minutes, everything was perfect.

Then a pack of Ridgehowlers on the eastern flank exploded sideways as a massive blade of energy tore through them, scattering the corpses and stealing the kills before Nyx could finish funneling them into the pressure zone.

Kaiden’s grin died.

He looked east.

Ashbound.

Ash stood at the edge of the ravine with his weapon drawn, his three girls spread behind him in combat formation. Their stream was back online. The camera drones hovered. And Ash was farming the same cluster, cutting into the monsters that Kaiden’s group had been pulling, sniping kills that Runewoven had set up.

Not by accident.

By design.

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