"That's not good."

"It's really not good."

「…… Yes."

It has been three days since the end of the first meeting of the elves, but the message released to the outside world is that the talks have not yet ended, because the writing experimenters, the male elven leaders who read as cannon fodder, in the second half of the meeting, almost eighty percent of them fell into a state of godless waste after the fact, and now they are all lying in a special hospital with a high degree of secrecy for isolation and treatment.

Looking at the empty appearance of the male leaders with dull eyes and dull expressions, and even the saliva flowing from the corners of their mouths without realizing it, even if they did not experience it themselves, every female elf present deeply understood the danger of the airplane cup.

If the investigation had been more careful, such a tragic situation would not have happened, right?

In addition to all the seventeen styles that were originally released to the public, various styles for superiors have been added behind the Demon King City, and these superior models cannot be used continuously even by the highest-level epic leaders among the elves.

There are four types of entry-level models, and half-price discounts will be offered to first-time buyers, and from the experience written by users, men who can judge that "that aspect" are slightly worse often disarm in less than half a minute, but if you have to talk about it, these airplane cups can only be called props so far.

Following the four entry-level models, there is a rich exposition, converted by human age, that is, the top includes a fifty-year-old mature woman, and the bottom includes a ten-year-old child, the former is placed on the ground so often that even the earth can be sucked up, and the latter is tightly wrapped to squeeze the user in all directions.

And in addition to the samplers covering a wide range of age groups, racial differences are also leveled out under the powerful money offensive, and common subhuman races are not a problem, undead, orcs, subhumans, elves, and even the sampling of demonic beasts has not been spared.

I remember that among the many styles, there is one that advertises that it is sampled from high-level magical beasts and completely reproduces the structure of the nine-tailed fox's body.

When I saw it, I thought that the head of the person who proposed this production case was smashed by something, but when I studied the sales table, I found that it actually beat many other styles and stood out with a huge gap, seeing this result, even if it was an elf lord who had lived for a long time, he could only hold his temples and sigh, although he was not without a partner, but he really couldn't understand the male thinking pattern.

For example, one of the entry-level knights, because of the slogan sampled from the paladin, the result was unexpectedly sought after by the priesthood and the real knights, could it be that this is the so-called stimulation of the sense of betrayal?

Something like this, even if the elven lord gathers all the women to think together, he can't come up with a reliable answer.

While thinking and listening to the healer's treatment report, a multi-purpose skill like this has long been so proficient for the elven lord that he can't go any further.

Thankfully, most of the male leaders who have been sacrificed as cannon fodder have finally found that they are just over-exhausted, and they only need to recuperate well and consume more strong food, and they can return to normal after a week.

I remember that from the report submitted, there was no shortage of trembling handwriting, which said, "Hundreds of times cooler than real people!" Phrases like this don't look like the elegant elves would use, and I think the male leaders are in this state now, probably in a short period of time to endure more pleasure than can be handled, resulting in a brief period of dehumanization.

Now that you know that your body is fine, there is no need to worry too much, but before leaving the general ward, the elf lord still went to everyone's bed to give words of comfort, of course, whether the other party heard it is really a questionable question, but this is more of a peace of mind, anyway, a few words of relief casually, it can be regarded as fulfilling the duty of the lord.

Then, led by the healer, the elven lord left the general ward and walked through the corridor to a closed gate in the hospital.

"You stand down." Here, the elven lord waved his hand to persuade the guards accompanying him to retreat, and each of them took out a key and inserted it into the keyholes on the left and right next to the door.

With a click, the deeply locked door was pushed open by the elven lord's hand, and isolated behind the door were the people who suffered the most in this experiment, and their biggest common point was that their strength was the most prominent among the leaders.

Whether it was magic or martial arts, these elven powerhouses who had contributed significantly to each of the various fields took on the most difficult part of this experiment - not only the first seventeen general-purpose models, but also the trial of the next few special aircraft cups that were only available to the superiors.

This was the biggest mistake the elven leader made in this meeting.

Arrogantly regarded the airplane cup as an ordinary prop, and after reading the instructions of the first few entry-level models, he ignored the instructions on the box, so he ignored the limited words "superior" marked in large red letters.

Even in retrospect, it was like hell.

"Whoa, oh! Ahh......h Huh...... Whoop...... His eyes were wide open, his lower body fell to the ground, his whole body was leaning back to the ground, and his hands were aimlessly trying to grasp something in the air was the Great Elder who was proficient in elemental magic, known as an elven sage, and was already semi-retired in the tribe.

Confined to his lower body was an airplane cup that pulsated at a frequency that was obvious to the eyes of others.

It was like a traveler who had been hungry and thirsty in the desert for many days, and saw the crazy energy of the spring, greedily absorbing the source of life from the elven elven elder, and the terrifying amount of absorption even made the original pink appearance of the airplane cup turn white......

The label box states that it was sampled from the sperm-squeezing organ at the end of the tail of a high-ranking succubus.

As for the other place next to it, the one who opened his mouth wide but couldn't shout anything was the martial artist who carried forward the existing elven martial arts and transformed them into easier to learn, and the No. 1 expression, which was originally called the iron mask by the students at all times, completely collapsed at this time, turning into a tragic face with hanging eyes, which was described as "Ah Heyan" in the unbearable song sung by the bard.

Although the airplane cup tightly binds the lower half of his body like the succubus model used by the elven sage, the style used by the martial arts instructor is far more sinister than the former in some respects, because it is actually self-circulating!

There is no problem with the first half of the adsorption on the little partner, but the key is that after the set, the front end of the airplane cup actually stretches and elongates, attacking the back door of the martial arts instructor.

It wasn't until that time that everyone present finally understood why this style limited by the superior was named a biter......

Getting rid of the previous ones that are just for the entry and general models, it is not an exaggeration to say that the airplane cup limited to the superior is a demon prop. (To be continued.) )