Demonic Pornstar System novel Chapter 677

Chapter 677: Sorry, I Tried!

Luna ran.

Storm surged through her calves and thighs in electric rivers, each stride covering ten meters of mountain terrain, the wind screaming past her ears and the ground blurring beneath her boots into a smear of grey and black stone.

She was grinning so hard her cheeks hurt.

’He’s insane. He’s actually insane. I’m in love with a complete psychopath and I wouldn’t have it any other way!’

The canyon mouth was ahead, five hundred meters closing fast, and Luna’s mind was racing even faster than her legs.

She replayed it.

Every single beat, from the moment Kaiden had dismissed the overlay after being denied his second target, to the quiet fury in his voice when he said "So we must do something else." The girls had seen the shift in his posture. The loosening. The way his jaw unclenched, because the anger wasn’t building anymore. It had found a direction.

"We need something bigger. Something New Dawn won’t dare fight with a squad like this."

The girls had looked shocked. Luna had felt her stomach drop for half a second before she’d caught it. The tightness at the corners of his eyes. The way his breathing had settled instead of quickened. Kaiden wasn’t spiraling. He was calculating.

She’d kept the concern on her face because the others were keeping theirs, and because somewhere out there a scout with very good ears was watching.

That was the part that made her head spin.

Kaiden hadn’t told them the plan. Hadn’t whispered it, hadn’t pulled them aside for a tactical briefing. He’d kept his mouth shut and trusted his girls to follow him into what looked like a suicide charge against a level eighty monster, knowing that the stalker feeding intel to New Dawn was almost certainly listening to every word they spoke.

Every single thing Kaiden had said out loud was a performance.

"Girls, this will be a brutal battle. We might sustain injuries. But we must push through."

For the scout.

"Found it. Let’s move."

For the scout.

"What? They dare fight a monster at level 80?!"

The grumbled disbelief when Ash and Chinedu’s squad arrived. The fury in his jaw, the cables in his forearms, the way he’d met Ash’s eyes with enough raw anger to make the clown think he was the king of the world. Luna had bought it herself for a moment, and she was his girlfriend.

All for the scout.

Every word sold the same story: Kaiden Grey was desperate, furious, and making increasingly reckless decisions because New Dawn had backed him into a corner. He’d selected a monster so dangerous that suggested he was cracking under pressure. Lashing out. Making mistakes.

Except the monster selection wasn’t a mistake. It was the entire point.

A level eighty Deepvein Colossus. Five times the size of the Borer Queen that had nearly wiped them. Mineral-encrusted hide that regenerated from damage. A territorial rage response that chased anything that hurt it for over a kilometer.

Kaiden would never have fought that thing. But that’s the beauty of it. He’d already showcased he was a madman willing to punch way above his weight, so why would New Dawn think he was bluffing when it was them who drove him into such a terrible corner?

Kaiden and co had proven they could punch twenty-eight levels above their weight with the Borer Queen, so a level eighty wasn’t completely out of the question for a man with their track record, but the Colossus’s specific abilities made it a nightmare matchup.

Self-healing hide negated their sustained-pressure strategy. The territorial chase response meant no clean disengage if the fight went wrong. It was the wrong target for their team composition, and Kaiden knew their composition better than anyone alive.

He’d chosen it because New Dawn would fight it.

An S-tier with a ten-man squad and a four-man assist from Ashbound? That was a winnable engagement. Hard, long, resource-intensive, but winnable.

Chinedu was strong enough to crack the mineral hide. His squad was disciplined enough to rotate through a thirty-minute grind. The Colossus was exactly the kind of target a veteran-led group would commit to without hesitation.

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