In a luxurious living room surrounded by exquisite murals, a tall and straight seductive body was twisting feebly on a water-stained sofa. Her identity as an elf could be seen from the graceful and trembling pointed ears on the head of her body. At this time, she
His hands slid unconsciously on the soft white body covered with all kinds of mucus, and every time he raised his hands with difficulty, he pulled up strips of crystal sticky threads.
"Huh!" A strong man trembling on her body finally completed his final pouring. All his energy seemed to have been drained, and he lay on the wet body of the female elf who was unable to struggle.
"Whose do these belong to..." the muscular man cursed.
"Captain Antoine, you have been occupying the most critical part, and we can't find a way... You know." Bernie gasped and squatted on the ground, "I have never been so tired in my life...
.Really, especially after the fight with the trolls just now.”
Antoine held the elf female knight's body up with both hands and sat up. One of his hands accidentally reached below the female elf's navel. With his movement of compressing her lower abdomen, Aenea's hidden forest felt like a flood.
Countless milk-like life essence poured out, instantly soaking a large area of the sofa, and flowing along the edge of the sofa to the ground.
"How much did I leak..." Antoine shook his dizzy head upon seeing this. The sequelae of excessive indulgence made him a little weak.
"I don't know, Captain, I can't even remember how many times... This suffocating elf is really deadly." Albert said while lying on the carpet in the living room with his eyes closed.
Feeling that her lower abdomen was being stretched, Iniya groaned vaguely, but her mouth was filled with mucus, and she could only whimper incoherently: "I...I helped you...you...
Why...do this...do this to me...you..."
"We are all so tired. Elegant Miss Knight, are you not satisfied with this kind of repayment?" Antoine gasped. He looked at the crimson body of the female elf still struggling in vain, and the elasticity of her chest was amazing.
The hard bulging of her body was trembling with low sobs, and now she had begun to moan inarticulately, but she still did not forget the crime she was accused of...
"You are so naive, Miss Aenea. Even when the tide is shouting, you still look so pure! It's so uncontrollable!" Antoine took a deep breath and stared at the elf knight as she cried.
His big hazy eyes slowly said, and his lust, which had been completely drained, was actually ignited again.
"One more time! The last time! I will take a good rest after that." He swore to himself in his heart, and then pressed Ainiya's body again for the final round of charge.
Aenea cried and begged with all his strength, but this performance was undoubtedly the strongest stimulant for Antoine. He pressed the elf knight tightly into his arms, and while shaking with all his strength, he gritted his teeth and said
: "Always remember today! Aenea! You can't forget it... You will never forget this kind of violation that penetrates your soul! After a while, when you think about it, you will kneel down and beg us to give it to you again!"
"Captain still has strength..." Albert turned his head to Bernie while lying on the ground and laughed at himself.
Just when Antoine was trying to squeeze out the last of his energy, the elf female knight who had been resisting in vain and crying and bearing the pain suddenly whispered in an inaudible voice: "I will never forget this experience. Human art almost made me...
It's out of control..."
Antoine, who was resisting dizziness to make the final sprint, was stunned when he heard the words. Before he could pass these words into his brain with tired nerves for processing, there was a sharp pain in his heart that made his whole body twitch.
And his confused brain didn't know what was happening.
"Your repayment is really an unprecedented feeling. I am very satisfied...Thank you." Mucus mixed with saliva and life essence dripped from the corner of Iniya's smiling mouth, and her beautiful forehead rested on Antoine's shoulder.
Go up and say in a soft voice with a pleasant voice.
As she said that, she slowly pulled out her palms that were pointed like knives from Antoine's chest. The bones and flesh in the hole in the chest were scorched, but not a drop of blood spilled out. The elf female knight had already unleashed her best power with this blow.
With bloodline power, she is indeed in good condition now.
"Ha, Captain, I don't have the strength to move anymore." Bernie stopped all his movements when he saw Antoine hugging the female elf tightly. He smiled at Albert easily, "If he can continue to use it,
, the two of us will no longer have the shame to brag."
Albert also closed his eyes and laughed. Just as he was about to say something, a loud bang accompanied by the vibration of the room made him open his eyelids in shock. The scene in front of him made him open his mouth wide. He saw his captain being hit by a wave of
He was blown away with great force, and his whole body was embedded in the ceiling like a nail.
Then he felt himself flying, and with his rotating eyes, he even saw a headless body lying on the carpet. The elf female knight, who should have lost all resistance, was lifting her graceful slender palms from the neck of the headless body.
Take it back.
"This is..." Albert only had the last thought before sinking into eternal darkness.
The elf female knight stood up gracefully. As she stood upright, the life essence flowing out of her lower body flowed down her slender legs and wet the large carpet at her feet. She spit out the dirt in her mouth and wiped it with her hands.
After quarreling, he looked at Antoine hanging from the ceiling, as well as the headless bodies of Albert and Bernie, and said to himself with a touch of ridicule: "It's really effortless to kill these people who are controlled by desire...
.”
Aenea understands why she can easily succeed. If she is a succubus or a hell witch, these three people must be on full alert. Even a little bit of desire will make them extremely vigilant. It is her elf appearance and innocence and purity.
Performances allow them to indulge and vent as much as they want, and they are unprepared and unknowingly dominated by desires.
Her cold and merciless eyes could no longer see any innocent and ignorant emotions. The crimson color on her skin quickly faded under the suppression of blood power. Regardless of the dirt on her body, she quickly wiped it off.
After putting on his armor and equipment, he stood quietly in the living room with his hands crossed and his sword in hand.
Just a moment later, the roar of Algernon's order was faintly heard, and Aenea immediately rushed out of the door like an arrow and rushed to the city lord's mansion.
A stream of sparks flew from the city to the gravel beach. Heras, who was hiding behind a boulder under the hill, saw this and asked calmly, "How long can it last?"
Glalenya nervously replied: "About an hour and a half..." Seeing the meteor streaking out of the city, smashing the rocks in the gravel beach and flying into the sky, she couldn't help but be nervous. Algernon was stunned for a long time.
He is a seventh-level bloodline knight...
"Then wait... a little closer to noon..." Heras said expressionlessly. From the moment Algernon entered the stone beach, the gang leader was dead, but just in case,
He must strive for maximum effect.
As soon as Algernon fell, he began to search from the center of the rocky beach to the outside. He carefully searched every inch of the place, fearing that he would miss something.
Since he has the blood of a giant molten scorpion in the earth's crust, there is no difference between winter and summer for him, so he cannot feel any changes on the rocky beach in the suburbs.
But the undead female mage who was chasing after her was very sensitive to sunlight. She seemed to feel that the sun in the suburbs seemed a little stronger, unlike the sunlight in late autumn and early winter.
"Why does this damn sunshine feel a little more dazzling than in the city..." Edwin stared at the sun hanging high in the sky and muttered to himself.
"My gem!" Rotande didn't care so much. He was now filled with anger towards Edwin.
"Search quickly! Don't get in the way." Edwin threatened, "I'm warning you Rotande, the boss has promised to compensate you, but if you dare to delay his business..."
"Asshole woman...I'll settle the score with you later..." Rotand said angrily after hearing this. He stamped his foot hard, and the surrounding land was immediately infected by the breath of the undead and turned into an undead wasteland. From the wasteland,
A large number of skeleton soldiers emerged from the rubble.
There is a fatal flaw in summoning undead spells. The effect of this spell does not increase with the increase of the caster's level. The effects of 'summoning the skeleton army' cast by third-level mages and legendary mages are almost the same... so this type of spell does not increase with the level of the caster.
Spells are very impractical compared to damage or defensive magic such as 'Soul Blast'.
In fact, those summoning spells whose summoning effects increase with the increase of the caster's level all have common principles and exclusive knowledge structures. They are unified into summoning factions and share buffer time. Except for specialized summoning factions
Except for spells, all other factions of summoning magic have the above flaws.
The reason why Rotunde still retains the inscription of this spell in his soul is because he needs to find some coolies to work from time to time... And due to the decline in intelligence, if it is not engraved in the soul, this relatively simple third-level
It was very difficult for him to cast spells.
Edwin did not have this problem. She could not let this kind of spell occupy the spell position in the soul. The undead female mage stretched her right hand forward, accurately drew a symbol in the air with her index finger, and uttered a sound like the murmur of a dead soul.
As soon as the words came out, she tapped her heels lightly and also cast 'Summon Skeleton Army'.
The lich looked at the undead female mage sourly, and Edwin rolled his eyes in a show-off manner, as if he wanted to deliberately anger him, his superiority clearly revealed.
Slowly spitting out a cluster of cold mist from his mouth, the Lich waved his hand in a dazed manner, and then the skeleton soldiers dispersed at a unified pace and mechanically began to rummage around the land.
After they were busy for a while, some gang members came out of the city one after another. Most of them were fierce-looking women and old men, as well as some city guards who looked languid. The appearance of those women might explain why the male gang members
The members are so hungry.
"These are the people?!" Algernon turned to look at the sparse and lazy troops and shouted angrily.
"Boss... they are enjoying themselves." A tall, thick-set woman curled her lips and said sarcastically.
"If it delays things! Let's see if I don't kill those bastards!" Algernon cursed a few times, and then started arranging people to search in groups.
At this time, in various hidden corners or dark rooms in human cities, the cathartic carnival has turned into a feast of killing. The liquid splashing everywhere is no longer milky white and transparent, but has turned into a viscous and warm scarlet. From Al
Soon after Jenon's order was conveyed here, the city was once again stained with blood.
Aksu, who had been lying on the roof, gritted his teeth and listened to the roaring sound coming from the room below. In this painful suffering, the gang leader's roaring orders finally broke the roaring sound, and he jumped up from the skylight.
Down, and the two female elves below who were squeezed by several men changed their previous painful and pleading look. Their legs suddenly exerted force and kicked the people on them into the air. They casually pulled out the weapons scattered by the desperadoes next to them.
Stab at a close target.
Before the overindulged and dull heads could react, tough vines sprouted from under those people's feet and tied them tightly. Aksu drew several curtain-like night blades with his claws and chopped the two men next to Palina into pieces.
After a few shots, a fireball flew in from outside the door, turning the kicked person into a burning torch, while the other kicked person turned into a burning torch.
The man was nailed to the ceiling by an arrow. There was a thin, naked man who was obviously a spell caster. As soon as he realized something was wrong, he activated the defensive spell in his soul, but then an ice pick and an arrow were shot at him.
, after breaking through the defensive spell, the ice cone quickly shattered into ice shards, and the arrows that followed nailed his head to the ground.
There was no suspense about the outcome of the battle. Palina pulled out the short knife filled with the power of her blood from the man behind her, just in time to see Aksu slap the neck of the gang member struggling in the vines in front of him. She burst into tears again.
Real tears welled up in his eyes. Aksu jumped over the fallen gang member, regained his human form in mid-air, landed in front of Palina, and hugged her tightly.
"Aksu, I'm very dirty..." Palina spat out what was in her mouth, lowered her head and sobbed.
"You are always clean... This is just a dream, wake up now." The druid wiped his lover's body with a fluffy robe a few times, and kissed Palina's lips hard.
The other female elf also threw herself into the arms of the elf shooter.
"Now that you're awake, hurry up, everyone." An elf mage at the door tapped the floor with his staff and reminded softly.
The accident in the city did not reach the gravel beach in the suburbs in time, and there was not even a guard to report the news. The elves had been waiting in every corner for a long time.
Heras stretched out his hand to feel the sunshine, closed his eyes and said to himself: "That's it..."
He suddenly opened his eyes, and his clear blue eyes revealed a configuration whose operating rules were so complicated and profound that even high-level mages dare not understand it. This was a sign that his meditation space could not bear it. This configuration was too complicated.
, and 70% of its structural units are used to reduce mental power requirements... Once projected into Heras's meditation space, his meditation world became violently turbulent, and it soon became unsustainable.
Stable, so the spell configuration will reveal the meditation space and appear in his eyes.
This profound and unspeakable configuration just flashed in his eyes and then disappeared, because Heras had activated it...
The more complex the configuration, the longer the buffer time after activation, and the stronger the caster's own mental power, the shorter the buffer time after activation. This configuration, which is comparable in complexity to master-level spells, is created by the Archmage.
When activated by mental power, the buffer time is not much, but if it is activated by Heras's fourth-level mental power, the spells of his wind element faction will fall into a buffer time of three full days...
Just when he was trying to stabilize his meditation space, the spell took effect... Except for Heras, no one noticed the quiet changes in the density of the atmosphere in the sky higher than the clouds.
"What should we do next?" Glenlenya, who was standing behind him, asked, suppressing the nervousness in her heart. She just felt the mental fluctuations of level four from Heras, but she didn't know what happened.
, everything around is normal, no magic effects are produced.
After finally calming down the turmoil in the meditation space, Heras turned around and said with a smile: "Of course I want to say hello to our Lord of the City..."
"What?" Glalenya thought there was something wrong with her ears. She always thought that Heras had some special means to be confident, but this sentence made her unable to turn around. No matter how much knowledge the Amarr had,
He is still a fourth-level mage... This is an unchangeable fact! Does he just want to face a high-level blood knight and a large number of followers like this?
Before she could continue speaking, Heras walked out from behind the boulder, walked openly to the gravel beach, and raised his hand towards the searchers from a distance, as if to say hello.
When Glalenya saw Heras's action, cold sweat broke out all over her body. She thought of a possibility that frightened her: "The King of Eternal Night! Is this Amarr the same as Algernon?"
Do you know? Is this a trap for humans?!"
She stood there dumbfounded, and at this moment, as Heras waved his hand, a sudden change occurred!