In fact, although Malcanthet holds the title of Succubus Queen, the succubi are more like subjects under her rule, or in the words of the Succubus Queen herself, 'children'. This really helps her maintain her control over Shendiravel

The one who rules cruelly is the group of professional, cruel and efficient magicians under her command.

The thirteen demons at the top are called the "Sisters of Glory". Their public identities are the Queen's Royal Choir, but in fact they are the most ruthless agents and killers under her command. After all, many tasks rely on the "playful" ones.

It is not appropriate for a succubus to accomplish this, and a bewitcher is much more patient in carrying out various machinations.

Possessors in their true form no longer have the astonishing beauty of succubi. They still have humanoid female bodies. They seem quite beautiful at first glance, but you can find abnormalities if you pay a little attention.

Their faces look like streetwalkers who have been in the industry for more than fifty years. Only the burnt stumps of their once elegant wings are left, replaced by several thick, slippery, disgusting tentacles extending from their backs, with the ends

It has scorpion-like stings.

Unlike most succubi, the Demogorgon is a very competent warrior, and if forced to engage in close combat, her claws and spikes are as sharp as a sword.

But their biggest hobby is to use the ability to simulate divine magic to disguise themselves as a clergy, sneak into a certain church of God, patiently accumulate prestige and power, and unknowingly transform those real priests into certain demon lords

For believers, this process can bring them great pleasure.

This disguise can deceive most detection and protective magic, but it cannot hide from the direct detection of divine consciousness. As Lancelot's divine consciousness sweeps across the elf's body, the true situation of Alamir clearly emerges.

In his mind, it was proved that he was indeed an elf, and the only exception was that he was indeed gifted in some aspect.

Lancelot turned back and nodded at Karalin and Pluto, and the three of them took off their transformation rings at the same time.

"Wow." Alamir exclaimed in surprise.

"My name is Lancelot, and I am a knight. This is the scholar Karalin, and the dwarf warrior Pluto, the son of Barend." Lancelot introduced, "We can help you get out, but you also have to help.

I got what we wanted."

"What are you looking for?" The elf priest looked at Lancelot suspiciously, and his eyes shifted to Pluto, "Let me guess, it's not for that dwarf pickaxe, right?"

"Where is the pickaxe?" Pluto asked impatiently, causing Lancelot and Karalin to look at each other helplessly.

"Right at our feet, the slaves' rest room." Alamir sighed, "I may be the person who has touched that pickaxe the most times here. I have long known that that thing is not simple."

Lancelot put his hand on the collar around Alamir's neck, preparing to use the sword light of Qingyun Sword Technique to free the elf priest from his bondage.

"Don't move, I'll help you untie this collar."

"Not yet." Unexpectedly, Alamir tilted his head slightly and did not accept Lancelot's kindness. "Tell me your original plan. Maybe keeping this mark of shame will be a good idea to you."

Planning helps.”

"It makes sense." Lancelot nodded, "Our original plan was to confirm the location of the pickaxe from the mouth of a senior slave, and then use the disguise of the succubus to get the item. Then our companions outside

It will create some chaos so we can get out of here."

"So the next step is to get the pickaxe." Alamir nodded, "There is a secret door in the corridor opposite this suite. When opened, there is a downward staircase that can lead to the slaves' room.

In the lounge, the pickaxe you are looking for is placed there. I can pretend to take you to visit that item, but there are always more than four toad-like demons guarding it. How can you take that item away?

"

"Ha! Fighting Madness!" Pluto pulled out his new hammer II, "I am an expert in dealing with this kind of smelly guy!"

"It's a very bad idea to fight there." Alamir's words coincided with Lancelot's thoughts. "It's full of traps and secret doors down there. As long as you are delayed for a little while, you will be trapped."

The enemy reinforcements are surrounding us, making it difficult to fly."

"What condition is that pickaxe in?" Karalin asked. "I mean, is it chained or tied up?"

"No, it is placed in a transparent box made of crystal, right on the table in the middle of the rest room. Any slave can pick it up if necessary in order to continue to serve the insatiable succubi.

service, but I am afraid it will be difficult to remove it, as several eyes will immediately notice that the contents of the box are missing.”

"This may not be that complicated." Karalin thought for a while and said, "I can create an illusion. This is a simple trick, but through a layer of transparent crystal, it is difficult to detect abnormalities. The illusion can last for 1 minute.

That should be enough for us to sneak out."

"We can notify Phil to take action at that time." Karalin suggested, "This should be able to temporarily distract the guards."

"When the time comes, I will put the pickaxe directly into this dimensional bag, and it should work." Lancelot patted the small pocket on his belt.

"Great." Pluto clapped his hands, "This plan sounds reliable!"

Lancelot nodded, thinking about any omissions in the plan.

The worst-case scenario is that they have to fight their way out, but based on the aura they sensed along the way, if he wants to go out, no one here can stop him.

However, after going out, you will inevitably face a swarm of guards. If something like that really happens, I can only hope that Old Lepp's statement about the destructive power of goblins is not an exaggeration.

"Let's wait for now." Lancelot said, "If the time is too short, it may not be reasonable."

"Indeed, you are my first wave of guests today." The elf priest said with a grimace. "Normally, if there is a third guest, I will need the help of the pickaxe. But there are three of you today, maybe

Just wait for an hour."

"Ha, the elves don't seem to have very good endurance." Pluto said with a smirk on his face, "The third one will need the help of magic items?"

"The goddess's teachings require me to perform an act of love every day and try to awaken the love in someone's heart every new day. Respond to love at least once a day." Alamir's expression was a little awkward, "I will try my best every time.

It's not easy to satisfy the desires of those succubi. It always takes me three hours to barely satisfy my customers."

Only then did Pluto realize that Alamir could deal with a succubus. It was amazing that he could satisfy a succubus with only his mortal body. Moreover, after he defeated one, he could continue to deal with the second one, and the battle lasted for a long time.

Up to six hours.

"Uh, I'm sorry, I almost forgot where this place is." Pluto scratched his head. The dwarf was always happy to admit his mistakes, "Um, do you have any tips? Don't get me wrong, I'm just helping.
Chapter completed!