King of succubus

In front of the small dark tunnel that served as their observation point, Alvine and Noddra were only focused on the battle that will take place the next moment.

'Even if these mysterious beings have suffocated presences, they should not last long in front of this colossal horde.' Noddra concludes her thoughts by looking at the small dark tunnel without blinking for fear of missing capital details.

*Noddra, you don't need to do too much. Kill as much as you can and retreat when the situation turns to your disadvantage. * Alvine communicated these words to the attention of Darka who stood proudly in front of the hundreds of magical beasts with his long divine sword placed on his shoulder that was provided by Alvine. Behind him, the fifteen shadow soldiers stood with desolate and imposing auras that were in no way weaker than those of the auras of all the magical beasts combined, except the Wyvern!

"I heard your orders, my lord." Darka's voice sounds through the tunnel making it even more imposing.

Alvine nonchalantly nodded with satisfaction when he saw the unshakable trust that emanated from them. Let's hope I'm right. According to my hypothesis, this Wyvern will only intervene when it realizes that its army will not be able to win without its intervention. But if he remains waiting out of arrogance, it will suit me more than anyone else.' He says to himself by sipping the rest of the wine that was in his glass.

But he had not had time to get bored when he saw Noddra serving him another glass of wine. 'Who would have thought that I, who spent most of my time struggling in modern society on earth, would live like this after my death? Even if paradise and hell probably do not exist, I often wonder if this universe is not a mixture of paradise and hell at the same time.' He says to himself by being immersed in his thoughts.

But he soon woke up when he saw Darka move like a reaper under the full moon towards the horde of beasts followed by his little squad behind him.

His speed was not at its maximum but Alvine didn't care much about it. Because he needed to see Darka at work on his own without his intervention.

As Alvine had planned, the Wyvern only cast a disdain look at the dozens of suicidal soldiers who had just attacked them before acting as if nothing had happened.

At the sight of this scene, a subtle but Machiavellian smile adorned Alvine's lips by joyfully drinking her wine with an internal sigh. 'Start the massacre, my dear soldiers.' He says to himself after taking another sip as if nothing had happened.

...

On the battlefield, Darka did not perform any skills but the speed at which he beheaded the beasts was like an unemployed reaper. Every simple movement of his long sword shed blood afloat like the barbarian festival, and the scariest thing about all this was that its speed increased every second! Even if the magic beasts came to him in dozen numbers, he didn't take more than ten seconds to kill them at the same time.

The reason for this inconceivable facility was partly due to its strength but also because of the weakness of the animals that were on the front line.

To be exact, there were more than five hundred holy-ranking beasts that were on the front line as if they were destined to exhaust the strength of their opponents by sacrificing themselves before the emperor beasts joined the battle. It was certainly a good strategy for magic beasts who did not care about the weak, and this strategy may work if they had to face other opponents.

But by great regret, Darka and his little squad were the worst enemies they could face at that time. If at least they knew that shadow soldiers did not have endurance problems, they might change their strategies. But who among them could understand the seriousness of their current situations?

The unilateral massacre of the Darka Squad against magic beasts followed its course smoothly. In barely about ten minutes, They had covered the forest with corpses and were impregnated with blood!

During this battle, Alvine noticed some shadow soldiers who had not yet caught his attention but who seemed to have useful and promising skills. One was a shadow soldier with a thin silhouette and feminine curves and was dressed in light and tight armor. But what caught Alvine's attention was not her silhouette, because he had already counted five shadow soldiers who seemed to be females. But what caught his attention was rather her agility, which almost rivaled that of Darka who had evolved into a shadow knight.

She handled two small red daggers and performed a strange skill like a traditional dance. Her movements seemed slow but precise, her hands seemed fragile but she properly slice them where and when necessary. But all this was one of the explainable details. But what dubitative Alvine was rather the red sphere that followed her closely.

'She kills her opponents with assassin skills, but why do I feel that she uses my blood control skill? I remember using the same skill when I faced the hundreds of Valskars soldiers. I had gathered the blood of my victims and served myself like a spiritual weapon to shoot down more enemies. But she has not yet used the sphere lying behind her. Is she waiting for a specific opportunity to launch a large-scale attack? She is not the only one, the others only use their speed and class skills to kill soldiers. Is it a trick to fool the enemy?' He wondered, focusing his attention on Darka who did like the others with a hint of curiosity.

'In short, I would sooner or later know if it is a coincidence or a strategy on his part.' He said after a brief reflection.

Another shadow soldier he had noticed was what seemed to be a non-combatant. From the beginning, he stood behind them with his black stick that had a white orb above. He was dressed in a black cape with a hood that seemed to be a kind of artifact. 'Is this guy useless? He hasn't killed a single magic beast from the beginning. Sigh, maybe I should think about reorganizing the troops and rating their classes. This guy looks like a mage but he did nothing but plant his stick on the ground while whispering strange but incomprehensible mantras. Sigh, I'll find out soon.' He said to himself by leaving the (lazy) next door and looking at the last shadow that had caught his eye more than the others.

It was the shadow that was fighting with a scythe as the main weapon. He was obviously ranked third on the list of soldiers who claimed more victims after Darka and the fierce girl.

"Noddra, can we continue our discussion? I would like to know more about your future steps regarding war." After watching the battle for about ten minutes, Alvine realized that it might take longer than expected since there were still more than two hundred holy-ranking beasts left. Noting that the beasts of emperor rank had not yet joined the battle. So he simply continued his strategic discussion with Noddra.

But to his surprise, Noddra was so focused on the course of the ongoing battle with an incredulous look. "My lord, who are these people? Why did they go out of nowhere and let off steam like that? It's as if... as if they existed only to take lives!" He asked Alvine with eyes imbued with curiosity but also horror when he crossed Alvine's dark eyes, which wore only absolute darkness.

Even if it was the second time he crossed these eyes, his body could not help stiffening and uncontrollable friezes ran through his entire body. "Your... your eyes, what exactly do they have? Why did they turn black?!" Noddra asked, remembering the previous event that occurred when Alvine almost killed him when he was not himself.

"What are you still talking about? Hey, stop dreaming and wake up. Sigh, let's say that these soldiers are my contracted beasts so don't worry too much for them, they won't die for so little." He announced to Noddra's attention. Noted that since time, he had still not realized the abnormality of his eyes when using his innate skills.

'...C-Could he not notice it himself. Sigh, what I think about, maybe because he doesn't want to give me explanations for lack of confidence. Otherwise even a blind person could know that these beings are not ordinary invocations.' Noddra concludes these thoughts while trying to regain his dignified attitude.

"AHEM, please excuse me for such inconvenience. To come to your question, I must still accept the fact that we had greatly underestimated our opponents by thinking that this will take place as in previous times. Currently, I believe that the most urgent thing would be to equip our soldiers as best we can to have a chance to continue this war." He announced by regaining control of his emotions while his face became solemn once again.

"Hmm, it's actually a good awareness. All I can add is to pay attention to your next maneuvers. This Wyvern and its horde are probably only 1/11 of the power of our enemies. And also, among them, there is a beast that is even more ferocious than the ten divine beasts combined! I know that none of us has the level to face it, but you won't have to worry about it." The reason for his assurance was that even if he himself had a strong desire to face an opponent of this magnitude, he knew that as long as he did not hide to face him quietly, Sylvia would never allow him to continue his suicide.

"H-How?! A beast that is even more powerful than the ten divine beasts combined?! Wait for a second, what do you mean by ten divine beasts?!" Alvine's information was too important for Noddra to directly understand the meanings of his words. It was only after careful reflection that he finally guessed the meanings of his words. He had understood. But it was so crazy for him that he stubbornly thought he had misheard Alvine's words.

"You heard me right. Apart from this Wyvern that was heading towards the border, I feel the magical energy of nine other divine beasts. But they are with the apostle so if I send one of my shadows to spy, they will probably be spotted as soon as they put their feet. Then you will have to put your doubts on hold for now."

"No, I wouldn't dare to doubt. It's just that the information is too shocking. Sigh, to say that we must face such monsters. I wonder if it would not be better for us to leave the planet." He murmured to himself. But Alvine could hear these words.