Conquering Heroines: Starting From A World Of Zombies

The sudden quake killed the mood instantly. Elsa wasn't the kind of girl who needed intimacy to survive, so Ryuji immediately threw on his clothes and bolted outside, determined to find out if someone—or something—new had arrived.

And indeed… something had.

But calling it a "someone" might've been a bit of a stretch.

Bathed in a dazzling spectrum of light, two figures slowly materialized. The moment Ryuji laid eyes on one of them, only a single thought came to mind—

Burn! Burn it down. Now.

Curvy, humanoid form. Elongated head crest. Exposed fangs. A massive tail and towering physique.

Ryuji recognized the creature instantly.

Alien Queen.

His hand instinctively reached for his sword—only to realize it was still in the room. Turning back now would've meant certain death, so without hesitation, he summoned a wall of flame to obscure the creature's line of sight.

He didn't even glance at the second being. Instead, he grabbed Elsa's hand and pulled her back into the room, seized both his sword and rifle, and dashed back outside.

No matter what, there was no way he was letting that thing stay in this world.

Even if Elsa and Toph couldn't access this world's blocks, they could still destroy them—meaning that monster could too.

The Alien Queen was an ambush predator through and through. Elsa lacked combat instinct, and while Toph had acute senses, she was blind. That left only him as any kind of reliable frontline force.

But as he burst outside again, ready for a fight, he finally caught sight of the second arrival—

And froze.

"ROAAARRR!!"

A massive red dragon slammed its claw down on the Alien Queen, pinning it in place. From its mouth flickered fire so intense it warped the air itself. Its glowing eyes burned with primal fury.

The Alien Queen slashed and flailed, spitting acid blood, lashing with claws and tail, even firing her inner jaw at the dragon's face.

It didn't even flinch.

This dragon—this Red Dragon—was colossal. It's wings blanketed the sky. A nearby hill over a hundred meters tall barely reached a third of its height.

As the Alien Queen let out one final defiant shriek, the red dragon opened its jaws.

From Ryuji's perspective, the burst of flame she unleashed seemed tiny compared to her size—just a flicker.

But the moment it hit the ground, he instantly gave up the idea of running.

"Yeah, no. Can't outrun that."

The fire incinerated everything in its path. Blocks melted, terrain vanished. He was about to turn and suggest to Elsa they to have sex for the last time before dying…

But just then, the fire stopped—consuming only the Alien Queen and her acid-fanged jaw. Everything else remained untouched.

And then—the dragon's eyes turned to Ryuji.

From his angle, her expression seemed… less than friendly.

Ryuji looked down at his sword.

Then at his rifle.

Then back at the 300-meter-tall living Dragon glaring at him.

After a split-second of processing, he calmly put both weapons away.

No sword or gun was going to help against something that even an Alien Queen couldn't scratch.

Just as he was weighing whether flipping her off or running back to Elsa for one last bang was a better plan, the titanic dragon began to shrink—vanishing in a swirl of flame.

Within seconds, the dragon stood before him in human form.

A red-haired woman, barely dressed, her cloak more reminiscent of fantasy lingerie than armor. But atop her head curled several sharp horns—clear evidence of her true identity.

It was obvious now.

This woman was the dragon.

"Human. Did you summon me?" she asked, voice resonant and commanding. "If so, hurry and send me back. I have more pressing duties to attend to."

She eyed Ryuji curiously. There was something odd about his aura. He carried a faint trace of a Titan's aura—pure, yet incredibly weak. Far too weak to be a real Titan.

From her experience, anything touched by Titans was either powerful or gifted in some unique way.

Yet this human seemed… feeble.

It made her wonder: was he the reason she had been dragged here from Azeroth?

Ryuji raised an eyebrow. "Uh… whatever happened to you, I don't think it's my fault. Actually, I'm a victim too."

He glanced at the colorful energy gathering around the dragon woman's body—clearly World Power. The creatures that had come with the newcomers had all perished in her flame, so naturally, the World Power would move towards the one that defeated the monsters.

The red dragon lady noticed it too. Frowning, she extended a hand—her fingers clad in clawed metal gauntlets—and tapped the radiant energy.

In an instant, her mind flooded with information.

A fractured world, corrupted and invaded. Desperate cries for help. Candidate guardians pulled between worlds. Shattered fragments scattered across dimensions. Heroes half-transported, then thrown into the void when the system collapsed mid-transfer…

It all made sense now.

"So, it's a problem caused by the world's request for help?"

Her frown deepened.

She loved life. Cherished all forms of it. Normally, she would've offered aid without hesitation.

But this situation?

This was just ridiculous.

If the world had summoned her properly, she would've accepted the call. But to yank her halfway here—then break itself in the process and scatter everyone across various worlds?

Who even ran this mess?

And now… she couldn't even go home.

She could feel it clearly. Even after destroying the hostile creatures, she was still considered an "outsider" by this world. She wouldn't be able to draw on local magic. Might not even be able to eat normally.

Sure, as a guardian dragon, she didn't need much food—but even she would die if stranded here too long.

More importantly, she had crucial duties back in Azeroth.

Interdimensional monsters were invading. There were whispers of Deathwing's forces stirring again. She had to be there—to protect the realm.

Her disappearance would throw the entire Red Dragonflight into panic.

A sudden absence could leave them wide open to a devastating ambush.

"I am Alexstrasza, the Lifebinder. Queen of the Red Dragonflight. Human—do you know of any way to return to our own worlds?"

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Alexstrasza?!

Ryuji's mind scrambled.

He'd never played World of Warcraft, but he did know Alexstrasza, Jaina, Yrel, and Tyrande. Same reason he knew Tifa, 2B, and D.Va.

…Let's just say he had his reasons.

Still, one glance at the smoldering crater left by her landing—lava bubbling at the edges—and he made a mental note.

Sure, the redhead was drop-dead gorgeous, with an oddly perfect blend of "gentle housewife" and "feral queen" energy. Her outfit looked like something out of an adult fantasy costume catalog.

But if she thought he was responsible for summoning her here?

Yeah. He'd be ash in under a second.

This wasn't Rias Gremory, who could be reasoned with.

With Rias, worst case, he could teleport away.

But now?

He was stuck.

He'd never played World Of Warcraft. All he knew was that Alexstrasza had at least three equally hot appearances.

And the version standing in front of him right now?

Was all three rolled into one.

Her outfit and aura resembled that slightly blurry model, but her chest and hips were clearly based on that older, more exaggerated one. Yet somehow, her overall feel was closer to the newest version—radiating an unmistakably girlish charm.

But under her dignified aura and that overwhelmingly voluptuous figure, the first impression was undeniably that of a queen—someone dominant, a ruler standing above others.

Mature, seductive, commanding... The type who'd decisively cut down enemies without hesitation.

And so—Ryuji chickened out.

Without a shred of pride, he chose to hide the truth for now. Best to test the waters and see what kind of person this dragon lady was, rather than risk being mistaken for a liar… or worse, assumed to be the mastermind and get slapped into a pancake.

"Even if you say it like that, I… don't really have a way," he said, trying hard to appear innocent and sincere.

But—

"Hmm?"

Alexstrasza looked at Ryuji, then without warning pressed her hand against his chest. Her expression instantly sharpened.

"You're lying to me, aren't you?"

She can read minds too?!

Ryuji froze. Why did it feel like every strong woman he encountered could read minds?!

But the Red Dragon Queen shook her head with a soft smile.

"I can't read thoughts. But your heartbeat and the aura of your soul can't hide from my eyes. And you're not fond of lying. You're a good boy."

Ryuji had put on a decent performance. But Alexstrasza could tell from his posture and tone that he clearly lacked confidence. He didn't like lying, and it showed. That kind of awkward honesty was obvious to someone like her.

She had lived tens of thousands of years. No matter how well Ryuji acted, to her it was amateur hour.

What truly gave him away, though, was her unique ability as a guardian dragon.

As one of the protectors of Azeroth, guardian dragons had various special abilities—one of which was the capacity to sense whether a mortal was lying.

They rarely used such powers—mostly because they forgot they had them. But now? Definitely one of those times.

"...Tch."

Ryuji could only sigh. It was true—he despised liars and irresponsible people. That's why he always tried to be straightforward, especially with girls. Which meant… acting wasn't really his strong suit.

"I can tell your method of returning others to their world might cause misunderstanding. But it's okay—just say it. I won't be angry."

She looked at him with sincerity, and the more she stared at him, the stronger the faint Titan aura surrounding him became.

It truly piqued her curiosity. And the look in her eyes softened into something warmer—almost motherly.

After all, the power and duties of a guardian dragon like her were gifts from the Titans themselves.

"Alright then… since you're being so understanding."

Ryuji let out a long sigh. He couldn't fight her, couldn't escape, and she had borderline mind-reading skills.

Better to come clean.

"Through… intercourse. Once I gather enough energy, I can send someone back to their world. It can be done by hand… or other means, though that'd be much slower. Still, the quality of the return trip wouldn't be affected. Each time might generate a few dozen energy points, depending on the other person's emotional connection with me, so…"

He confessed everything honestly. And before he could finish, the Red Dragon Queen cut him off—not with anger, but relief.

Between her power to detect lies and her centuries of wisdom, she knew he wasn't deceiving her. After a moment of thought, she nodded with resolve.

"That's not an unreasonable method."

She withdrew her hand from his chest, and without hesitation, began to undress. Her armor slid off at the lightest touch, revealing a snow-white body beneath.

"Come. Let's not waste time. I have important matters to attend to… Let's aim for three hundred times today. That should be doable, right? I can sense the Titan's power within you—this much should be well within your capabilities."

Alexstrasza looked at him seriously. In her mind, someone with Titan energy should definitely be capable of such a feat.

Three hundred times?!

Ryuji's mouth twitched uncontrollably.

"Uh, I really can't do that… and three hundred is kind of…"

"You said the energy gain isn't stable, right? So it might not actually need to be three hundred, correct?"

She glanced at him again, her previously fierce aura now replaced with a motherly warmth.

"Besides… I can sense two other girls in the room behind you. Their energy signatures are different from yours—they're probably people who need to return to their own worlds as well. So let me handle it. Oh, and how much energy do you need to leave this world again?"

She asked sweetly, her hand once again resting gently on his chest.

Ryuji's eye twitched.

"…Two thousand points."

"Then that would be five hundred times. Not a problem."

It's a huge problem!!

Ryuji opened his mouth but didn't know where to begin. The Red Dragon Queen, however, calmly took his hand and placed it on her chest—letting him feel the intense warmth.

Her face glowed with maternal kindness.

"There's no need to be shy. Just treat me like your mother."

That makes it even worse!