King of succubus



After noticing Alvine lowering his guard, Lilliana's mistrust increased.

But it was only a brief moment before she decided.

She sends one of her clones to attack Alvine to erase her discomfort toward him.

But seeing her clone reach Alvine without obstruction, she frowns.

'Kill this bitch!' She orders directly to her clone!

Following her will, the clone manifests a bloody scythe and teleports directly behind Alvine.

But Alvine didn't move, despite the danger behind him.

Lilliana's clone swing her scythe toward Alvine's neck with all her strength!

But,

-Clang!

Her attack was stopped by draconian scales that came out under Alvine's skin!

But the clone wasn't discouraged or abandoned; she continued to target the regions she considered Alvine's weakness.

Her assault speed explodes, and she simultaneously attacks Alvine from all sides without interruption.

'Tsk, this bitch is harder to kill than I thought.' With this conclusion, Lilliana squeezes her sword, which is in a pitiful state, and rushes toward Alvine with explosive speed.

But just as with her clone, Alvine didn't try to defend himself against her.

His body, entirely covered with scale armor, was as solid as a supreme-rank weapon.

It was the difference between him and the others; even if his cultivation rank was currently at the level of a high-ranking transcendent mage, his body’s resilience, and the high-level mastery of his three affinities that defy the laws of consciousness, were advantages that had allowed him to fight against Tifania on an ounce of equality.

'I don't know if it will work, but it's really my last chance to get her out of this madness state; otherwise, I'd have no other option than to use force to make her lose consciousness.' Alvine's eyes could not hide his doubts as he made this decision.

At the same time, Lilliana's blade, accompanied by a monstrous force, splits the air toward Alvine's heart!

But before her blade touches Alvine's body, the latter act suicidally by making all the black scales disappear on his skin!

-Stab!!

The next moment, Lilliana's blade, covered with her aura, stabbed Alvine's chest easily!

Alvine's face wrinkled with pain as blood trickled out of his lips.

Lilliana's attack was not a simple stab, but her black lightning accompanied it, capable of slaying a transcendent being’s soul!

An insane smile bloomed on her lips when she saw that her attack had hit Alvine.

But this smile lasted a blink before her expression became doubtful when she felt the smell emanating from Alvine's blood!

She looks up at Alvine with disbelief. "What is...?

Alvine's voice sounds in her mind before she finishes her sentence: **Why do you try to kill me every time you see me?**

-!!

Her face displays an expression other than hatred and rage after hearing Alvine pronounce; agitation and fear.

This fear was different from fear in the face of an enemy; it was the fear of losing someone she thought she had lost forever.

Her hands trembled on the wrist of her sword as she used her perception to see the severity of Alvine's injury.

But the next moment, her eyes became empty, as if she had just lost her soul.

She bites her wrist, splashing her blood, and tries to feed Alvine so her regeneration can affect him.

Then, faced with this agitation and the despair gradually taking hold of her, a sad smile stands slightly on Alvine's lips.

"What are you waiting for!? Drink my--!! - She stopped when she saw Alvine shake his head.

But she had misunderstood Alvine's refusal, assuming he thought he was condemned.

She moves her hand to her blade and lets her blood flow to Alvine's wound.

"Lilliana, it's not...cough...necessary, I will...-

The latter, who was trying to stop her, was interrupted once again. "Don't talk!" She orders in a monotonous voice and continues to try to treat Alvine.

Realizing that Alvine had received enough blood to regenerate, she pulled out her blade from his chest and instantly placed her hand on the hole in Alvine's chest.

Her garnet red aura bursts out of her body, and her eyes become more blood-red.

|Concept of blood: Regeneration!|

"..." But Alvine's blood continued to flow.

"?!!" Horrified by this anomaly, she bites her lips to prevent herself from fainting because of her aura; that's become pointless!

She then used her vitality and continued to do everything she could!

Regeneration! Regeneration! Regeneration! Regeneration! Regeneration! Regeneration! ... Re..!!

But seeing Alvine unaffected by her concept, her heart beat frantically.

"Why!? Why!? Why doesn't it work on you~!?" As she cried these words in a dull voice, her voice finally became trembling as hot tears flowed uncontrollably from her cheeks.

But the next moment, Fy appeared behind Alvine.

"You again!??!!! If you approach even one step, I will KILL you!!" Despite her hatred for the latter, she does not try to attack her; she continues to try to cure Alvine.

Fy calmly looks into her eyes with confusion. 'So there are people who are ready to do anything for this monster, not out of duty, but out of love, huh?' She couldn't help but whisper these words with disbelieving eyes.

"If you don't let me treat him, he will die!" She then retorts in an implacable voice.

"Close your shit!" Lilliana shrieks in a baritone voice.

But Fy didn't listen to her; she put her hand behind Alvine's back and looked at Lilliana with fierce eyes.

"Either let me treat him, or you will lose him forever! I don't care about your trust; let me at least try to heal him!" After saying these words, she closes her eyes without waiting for Lilliana's agreement.

[Arcane...-

She suddenly stopped with confused eyes when she heard Alvine's voice ring in her mind.

**Don't waste so much energy; just pretend to try to heal me, and I'll take care of the rest.**

Fy wad her eyes in frustration when he hears Alvine's words. 'Tsk! Indeed, he's not going to die! But why hasn't he treated himself yet before I intervene!?' Despite the bitter taste in her heart and the feeling of being manipulated by Alvine, she proceeded as Alvine had suggested.

[divine Law: Healing.]

Once hearing her, Lilliana's eyes became fierce, concluding that she was making fun of her. How can a divine law operate where the primordial concept has failed?

But just before she chased Fy, Alvine's wound instantly closed as if it were just an illusion.

---

"What are you doing here!?"

On the island where the supreme tree is located, Reha had just appeared between Darka and the tree when she noticed this intruder on her sacred territory.

Darka was accompanied by twenty other shadow soldiers, all... not with humanoid silhouettes.

But the common point they had was their imposing sizes, the smallest of which was a giant measuring about fifty meters; It had a substantial black hammer on its back!

Darka was standing on a black dragon that Reha knew very well, Alvinos. The former leader of the Punishers perished instead by fighting against a squad of the strongest Leaders.

Seeing Reha appear, Darka's body has disappeared and appears ten meters from Reha.

He draws his sword and shoves it on the ground before looking straight into Reha's eyes with his blood-red pupils.

"It's an honor for you to see, Miss Reha." He begins with a chivalrous greeting before continuing.

"The Lord gave me the mission to meet you and find out which camps you are." He wasted no time before explaining the reason for his presence.

Reha sneered with hatred when she heard Darka's words. "I have no intention of interfering in your business. So leave my territory before I drag you outside by force." Her voice was arrogant, but Darka didn't seem annoyed by the haughty tone she used with him.

"With all due respect, you cannot stay out of this chaos." He says with the same humble tone.

Reha frowns when she sees this. "What makes you say that?" Her voice also became ordinary as she asked this question.

Darka shakes his head in front of her question. "According to my lord's assumptions, all those who know him will not be spared by the war about to break out quickly.

-Our enemies are inactive only because they have not finished organizing their troops.

-But it is possible that some nuisances and hot blood will creep around your territory because they consider you easy prey." He gives these explanations that did not pass inaudible in Reha's ear.

Seeing the latter silent, Darka frowns.

"Where are your subordinates?"

"..."

Her silence made Darka's eyes shine with a crimson glow.

The next moment, he sighs nonchalantly. "I see; they're already here, huh?" He concludes after inspecting Reha with his perception.

Reha slams her tongue with rage. "If you had not set foot on my territory, these bastards belonging to the order wouldn't have come to bother me."

Darka's eyes became cold when he heard Reha's accusations. "...How many are they?" He asks for in a deep voice, which no longer has anything to do with the sweetness.

Reha, who believed that Darka was angry because she had just accused them of being the reason for these troubles, frowns with mistrust. "I don't know; they began to force the entry of my territory with an elite squad, but after creating a spatial imperfection, an army of divine mages attacked the planets occupied by my creations. My generals fought against them, but it is only a matter of time before they cross this line."

The more Darka listened to Reha's explanations, the more his rage became more angry and became perceptible in his eyes.

"Very GOOD. I will pay the debt that my lord has to you, but after that, you must either enter under the orders of my lord or be in the enemy camp."

Reha's eyes scrutinized Darka and the twenty subordinates he had brought with him disdainfully. "Do you think you can occupy an entire army with so few men?"

Darka's smile became sinister as he looked at his subordinates behind him.

"With us, the number doesn't matter. But I will be honest with you, Miss Reha; a simple transcendent mage cannot invade your territory. Are you sure you can stay alive for twenty-four without our help?"

Understanding the meaning of Darka's question, Reha's expression became solemn, but she did not answer Darka's question.

"I see. You have become strong, but not enough to take care of the leader who created this flaw in your territory and sent its henchmen to invade you."

An ironic smile curved the corners of her lips. "Indeed, I may be strong, but since my strong point is not fighting, I have a lot of weak points, like my real body that is exposed to dangers. I can manage its henchmen, but not the bastard behind this fact." She finally gives the answer that Darka was waiting for.

After her answers, Darka puts his hands on his sword as his blood-red eyes, which had never left Reha's eyes, become redder. "In this case, will you accept that I give you a hand?"

"What motivates you to lend me a hand? It's not just a question of debt or other shit like my enemy's enemy is my ally. Am I wrong?"

A sneaky smile appeared on his lips. "Kuku, I'm sure you already know this answer, Miss Reha. The fact that your powers have allowed our lord to spend more than a thousand centuries in hibernation makes you easy prey for our enemies and a not-insignificant predator for us."

"...So you want to put me in a cage before your enemies use me?"

"Yes, in a way. But between us, I prefer not to get to this point, so be reasonable and accept the hand my lord has just given to you. If you let this chance pass, the only thing you will see soon will be a blade under your throat."

Darka's words were threatening, but Reha understood why he was beginning to lose patience. Time was the only thing they did not have at their disposal.

A minute of silence, the time it took her to make a decision. "Very good." She sighs in dismay. "Lend me a hand, and we will discuss it."

"To happiness!" Darka sneaky rejoices and pulls out his blade from the ground, and looks at Alvinos.

"Clean up; you have a day to accomplish your task." He orders in a fierce voice.

Simultaneously, Alvinos' imposing body lights up and transforms into his humanoid form.

An old man of about sixty years old with a long white beard and white hair kneels before Darka.

"Yes, Sir!" He shouts in a deep voice.

Reha's eyes barely convulse when she sees this old man with two black horns on his temples and a long black katana on his waist.

'Even my subordinates have become as strong as me, huh? In this case, what is the rank of this guy?' She murmured in her mind as she looked at Darka, who had no aura around him.

"You're not going to help them?"

"No, they won't need my help. What these invaders are trying to seize is right in front of me. I'll then wait for them on the spot." He shakes his head with a cruel smile.