Monster Harem In The Tower
Chapter 139: Splashphemy Pt.2: Mass Splashrrtt of the Sacred Seed

Chapter 139: Splashphemy Pt.2: Mass Splashrrtt of the Sacred Seed

Validia bit her own lip,

her hand still wrapped tightly around Nathan’s absurd shaft—

which now throbbed like it was seconds away from detonation.

"Are you ready, Nathan?!"

Nathan nodded, trembling.

His eyes nearly rolled back.

His breath hitched.

"S-Sprouts... Aim it at the Crystal Banafruit... before—Aghhh—!"

Validia lifted the shaft like it was a cursed cannon. But just before the holy fluid could be launched toward the sprouts—

BRAK!

A silhouette leapt into view.

"HEH—ME FIRST~!"

It was Domina—followed by Livia flipping in behind her, laughing.

"IT HIT MY FACE! IT HIT MY FAAAAACE!" Livia shouted joyfully.

Validia flinched.

"You two—don’t block it!"

Velmora, still coiled around the base,

was dragged along by Validia’s movement.

She felt Nathan’s shaft twitch violently—

a twitch she remembered from her hands long ago.

Her cheeks flushed.

In a panic, she uncoiled and scrambled forward—

eyes locked on the tip of Nathan’s shaft—

And— The art of Spalshphemy begin!

PRRRTT— The first burst erupted.

The burst wasn’t just fluid—it felt like a prophecy fulfilled through pressure. Like a pope’s sneeze caught in a storm. For one breathless moment, time slowed. Somewhere in the universe, a choir gagged in sync. The Tower itself blinked, unsure whether to laugh... or prepare for judgment.

White.

Thick.

Hot.

It hit Velmora straight in the face as she blinked.

She flinched back with a squeak,

"AAAA—!"

soaring through the air like a poisoned snake launched from a catapult,

face dripping in sacred white.

’It’s so hot— but... it feels kinda nice...’

she thought midair, just before crashing to the ground.

Validia quickly readjusted the angle—re-aiming the shaft toward the sprouts.

Nathan—his eyes half-lidded,

"Shit, I forgot to activate it—!"

His hands clawed into the ground.

A system voice echoed:

[Semenflora: Active]

"NNGH—SSSPLAAASHHHHRTT—!"

The holy fluid exploded forth like a pressurized cannon.

Domina and Livia were hit full-force,

knocked onto their backs with faces drenched in absurd warmth,

laughing hysterically.

The Caramel Mommy and Caramel Queen

were baptized in sacred, sticky heat.

Morvessa, the pale bird girl,

was caught in the crossfire as well—

her legs spread, back hitting the ground.

’Ahh... warm...’

The cold inside her chest... faded slightly.

"AGHH—IT HIT MY EYES—BUT IT’S LIKE LOOKING INTO THE SUN!"

Domina wiped her face.

"My head’s spinning but I feel so cheerful??"

Velmora clutched her chest, covered in bubbles and cum,

sprawled on the ground like a sausage coated in mayonnaise.

"This is... very comforting... even if it’s... very warm..."

she whispered, caressing the dirt.

Nathan—tensed again.

His mouth hung open,

his lip bitten,

his body twitching gently.

Validia finally managed to aim the last spurt at the sprouts.

And the final blast—

SLURRRPP-SPLASHHRTT!

Soaked the Crystal Banafruit sprouts completely.

And instantly...

the ground began to tremble softly.

---

[IRL – Outside the Tower, Time Moves Faster]

Heavy footsteps echoed through the hallway of a guild building.

David, carrying a paper bag filled with plastic containers of Prunus Vitalis,

walked slowly, eyes fixed on the box in his hands.

"This fruit is weird... Feels like it’s not from this world.

Which floor could grow something like this...?"

He knocked on the door to Ulrich’s room.

—

At Emily’s house—

the real mother of Nathan, very different from the lewd Lilith—

she sat quietly in the living room with Shopia, who was on leave.

Shopia, usually harsh toward Nathan and always claiming not to care,

had come to visit his mother for no clear reason.

She held a cup of tea, her body relaxed—

but her face... uneasy.

Emily glanced out the window.

"For some reason... I feel relieved right now."

Shopia blinked. "Huh, are you okay?"

Emily shook her head.

"Yes... and that’s the strange part.

I feel like... Nathan’s not in danger."

Shopia said nothing.

She stared into her teacup.

Slowly, she whispered in her mind:

’I hope his mom’s instincts are right...’

But as she exhaled,

a small whisper crept into her thoughts:

’I just want his mother to feel better,

it’s not like I’m actually worried about him... right?’

Shopia pinched her own arm.

Her cheeks turned faintly red.

---

[Tower – Tower Manager’s Room]

A neatly dressed figure sat before a glowing panel.

The Tower Manager—no longer half-naked—

Her hair was brushed, her outfit clean.

She watched the screen showing Nathan,

just moments after his climax.

She smiled faintly.

"My son."

Suddenly...

[SYSTEM – TOWER MANAGEMENT OVERRIDE]

The system’s voice echoed—soft and serene:

[Your feelings toward Nathan have been recorded. Love him. It is precious.]

[If The One Who Made The Earth were still aware, they would be grateful you love Nathan.]

The screen flickered.

Then returned to normal.

The Tower Manager exhaled softly.

Love...? Is this... like the feeling he once had toward humanity?

Her hand reached out,

touching the screen where Nathan’s face appeared.

Her eyes welled with tears—

but a small laugh escaped her lips right after.

Because the Almighty Private Glock

was now proudly firing water bullets in glorious bursts.

---

Back to the Sacred Splash Arena

Nathan lay collapsed in Validia’s arms.

His eyes half-open.

His face... surrendered.

Validia held him up gently,

cradling his arm,

smiling with a tender glow.

Domina licked her own cheek,

trying to taste whatever had splashed on her.

Livia was still examining the viscosity of the fluid on her clothes.

Velmora blinked a few times.

"Wait... guys? The ground...?"

BRRRT...

The soil around the sprouts suddenly trembled.

A small shoot...

pushed its way upward.

It didn’t just grow—it answered. Like the earth itself had been waiting for his release. A silent applause echoed through the soil. The crystal glow pulsed in sync with Nathan’s heartbeat, absurd yet profound. It was a sprout... born from lust, lunacy, and something strangely beautiful.

It bloomed—

like a sacred rice bud kissed by the first rain of spring.

A soft blue crystal light pulsed from within it.

Everyone fell silent.

Nathan’s eyes opened just a bit more.

"Huftt... well done,"he muttered, glancing downward.

Then added, "Good job... my little brother," as he watched his dick give one last heroic twitch.