Chapter 483: Fear
readx;? From the end of the empty corridor suddenly came the sound of clattering footsteps, and then the beasts saw Ferek Hill, they are just mortals, except for one or two children who have been mercenaries and have been wealthy, human beings have always been very vague about the concept of succubi In the impression of many people, succubi do not have hideous and terrifying faces, nor do they have deformed limb bristles, although they have different membranous wings from humans. Tail and sheep's hooves, but if these appear in a beautiful woman, people will smile more ambiguously than fear, and the beast man created by Grenada's warlock is actually a kind of poor imitation, after all, there are no cat-eared girls and angels in this plane. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ info
But the succubus can be compared to the six-armed snake demon, the Flo demon and even the Balo demon in the endless abyss, not because they have a graceful body and beautiful face, their strength comes from their own charm, no matter how powerful people are, if their minds are not mature enough, their will is not strong enough, they can only become prey and tools in front of them.
She was carrying a male head in her hand, and the eldest beast could recognize it at once as the youngest sister he had wounded by throwing a spell, how cruel and proud he was when he stepped into the courtyard, she thought, he probably didn't expect that in an instant, he would lose everything he could rely on, his magic, his wisdom, his bloodline, it was like a funny joke before the succubus, the succubus carried his head like an ordinary girl carrying a doll of her beloved. "I thought you were going to need my help," Ferrek Hill said, "but it looks like you've got the trouble out of here." β
After sacrificing so much, Adel said in his heart that if he was the unworldly priest of Rosada, he might have angrily accused Ferrick Hill, because this succubus was originally a hole card left for them by the black-haired dragonborn, and now that he thinks about it, maybe it was because Camemar invisibly blurred the line between evil and good, or it was the illusion that Ferekhill had disguised before that made him let down his due vigilance, but he really shouldn't forget that a demon will never become good, it may be gentle and patient, but that is only to raise the fruit tree of pain and despair higher and biggerγ
It was as if now, the blood of the innocents was on his body and hands, it was already cold, but Adel still felt it burning like charcoals, and he looked down, almost seeing the smoke and dust rising from the burning flesh.
This was a warning or a rebuke from Rosada, the god of the morning light, he should have been more careful, more cautious, he should have known that this dark place would never allow light and purity to have a place, but he could not blame Ferryxiel, she was a demon, her nature made her happy to see the death of humans, especially the weak and powerless humans, for this ugly demon, they might not even be as good as the dust on the ground, especially under the orders of the summoners, she could not hunt them, and use these lives and souls as currency and foodγ
What Adel could understand, even if the other humans couldn't understand, would have restrained their anger and impulses in time because of the tremors from the depths of their souls, it was a dangerous abyss, they could all feel it, their fur and feathers suddenly stood up, their breath was short, their pupils contracted, but no one dared to move.
Ferrek Hill kissed the lonely head a little boringly, to the horror of the others, the head actually screamed and grunted when he was kissed by the succubus, this spell was originally intended to be used on the black-haired dragonborn's slaves and friends, unexpectedly, out of some bad hobby, he became Ferek Hill's test subject, his soul was still in his skull, the eyes were purring, and the tongue kept coming out of the teeth, perhaps because the muscles there were damaged.
"Stand up. After kissing his booty several times in a row, the succubus said, "Don't forget that we have more than just these two enemies. β
"And a priest of Gredy," said Adelle, "and a grey robe." β
"yes," said Ferek Hill, "and that's not what these little ones can handle," she said, holding out her free left hand, making intricate gestures in the air, accompanied by a not-so-lengthy incantation, and the moment the last syllable of the incantation fell, a dark corridor appeared on the side of the terrace where they were.
"Shadow plane. Adair said.
"I think you have a way to get back here," said the succubus, "and take care of them, and of course, I don't think you need to be told to do the same, for my master trusts you so much." β
"What's that?" asked the Winged Beast Elder Elder asked.
"A refuge between darkness and light," Adel said, "and we go." β
Ferrekhill watched as they walked into the shadow plane, the shadow plane projected the main material plane, but the nature of space and objects would undergo terrible and unpredictable changes, and if they wanted to catch up with time, spellcasters often used it to shorten the journey, as long as the spell was cast correctly, they could even walk hundreds or even thousands of miles overnight. Adel is right to call it a refuge, because the passage into the shadow plane has always been uncertain and uncertain, and only a few people and creatures in the shadow plane can catch their targets in this strange plane, and by the way, they will have to face the predators in the shadow plane, but as a follower of the god of morning light, Adel's power happens to be their nemesis.
When the connection point of the plane gradually disappeared, the chill in the air was already approaching Ferrick Hill's feet, the walls and the ground were condensed with white frost, the burning flames were silently extinguished, the succubus in his hand complained that it was very cold or something, and Ferrick Hill immediately fulfilled his wish, as soon as she looked up, she swallowed the whole skull, as well as the soul in the skull, some people said that the demon's blood was acid, and the stomach and intestines were magma, now he could warm up.
"It's not quite something a grey robe can do. Ferrekhill muttered, and she could sense that it wasn't a spell, but the result of a power that was no longer suppressed and disguised by intent to spill over.
"Hats off to our most charismatic little Highness. Just as the demon twitched its nose and searched for it in his memory, the gray robe appeared, and the negative energy he brought with him seemed to be drawn from the endless abyss, but surprisingly, he himself was extremely ...... Calm, it should be said, is like the center point of the whirlpool, and the irritable chaos around him can't affect him at all, he stands in a reassuring position, no, maybe it's not so reassuring, Ferrek Hill flapped her wings lightly and lifted herself into the air, she wasn't ready to be an enemy of this "gray robe".
What made her change her mind was the honorific title, people knew she was a succubus, but no one knew that she was Glazt's daughter Ferek Hill No one dared to ask her name, and the dark-haired dragonborn always called her the Succubus Lady, but this person ...... She thought uncertainly, as if she had guessed her identity, and if so, Ferek Hill, who would not easily fight her, was not only a succubus, but also one of the most notorious assassins under Grazt's command.
"What about your master?" Ferrek Hill asked.
"Still in the courtyard. The gray robe said happily, "She is a wise child." β
"It seems that she knows herself quite well. "She doesn't seem to be as good as these two adorable puppies," Ferrek Hill said. She glanced at the terrace, and it wasn't just the beasts, but Adel had taken the warlock's body with her, "It's strange how the red dragon gave birth to them?
"Who knows," said Grey Robe regretfully, "maybe the red dragon set the temperature too high when it hatched them, you know, human children can easily become idiots once they have a fever...... But on the other hand, they still cherish their lives," he said, shaking his head, "Look, they are only willing to face the slaves of Cremar and not to Cremar. β
"Well," Ferrek Hill said, glancing strangely at the grey-robed robe, with all the familiarity and intimacy he had at the mention of the black-haired Dragonborn's name, "we can still talk." β
"Let's talk," said the grey robe, "she's just a little wayward." β
Kelsie waited restlessly, as the Grey Robe had said...... Vigilance, she could taunt her brother who was not recognized by her under the guard of an entire legion, or she could walk into a masterless courtyard under the gaze of a warlock and grey robe, but she was not so sure that she had recklessly entered the private realm of a spellcaster, and she had thought that the black-haired dragonborn who had been wandering outside of Grenada for nearly a hundred years was not powerful enough to shake her and Kelmon, but that didn't seem to be the case.
Her two lovers swore that it would take less than a little tile for them to catch the bugs, to bring them back to the courtyard with spikes on them, and to let them die a miserable death in screams and curses, and that they would freeze the pathetic and tragic of all of them, like the statues, and that when Cremar returned, he would see what had become of his tender knick-knacks...... Kelses was ready, she said, if he could come back, she would be willing to meet him and follow him, just to see the look on his face at that time.
She may be reproached by the new king, but since she and Kelmen have never regarded this father as a father and the king as a king, she certainly doesn't care what he thinks, and for the Grenada, this can only be said to be a naughty little joke made by a naughty sister and brother, and she has not gently let go of those squires who really have power? If he is angry at the loss of his slave, then she can make ten times the amount of compensation, which is believed to satisfy every Grenada, and if he is not willing to settle the matter in the way of Grenada, then he will only be punished in the end, and a person who hates blood relatives for the sake of slaves is not fit to sit on the throne of the prince.
But it was over as soon as it began, and Kelce didn't think at all that the two warlocks didn't respond after they entered the palace, just because they suddenly felt tired and wanted to sleep for a while, the most likely thing was that both of them were dead, she didn't think they died at the hands of those slaves and playthings, those were mortals, except for a priest from Rosada, the gray-robed lady who worked for him, followed the Dragon's Tooth Legion out of Grenada's royal capital, she was sure, but, wait! She seemed to have heard a vague rumor that the black-haired Dragonborn seemed to have summoned a succubus, and the problem was that if it was just a succubus, then as good warlocks, they should also have the strength to fight, at least they could escape, or give a warning.
But nothing.
After waiting for a while, the Grey Robe beside her was very understanding, asking her if she needed him to check it out, and of course she would, and the Grey Robe walked inside, losing all information again.
Kelce is almost ...... Left, the sunlight in the courtyard was still abundant, but the corridor of the palace was covered with heavy shadows, and the room where the sunlight could not enter was even darker, the daughter of the red dragon didn't care about the darkness, but she felt that there seemed to be something hidden in the darkness that could swallow her in one bite, and she was probably only one step away from regret.
As the grey robe walked out, Kelce didn't notice that she sighed unconsciously, "What about them?"
"Dead. Greyrobe said softly, many people become heavy and stagnant when they use this word, and Grey Robe talks about it like an old neighbor who always sits on the threshold with a wine bottle and babbles.
"Impossible! What about the crumbs?"
"Escaped," said the grey robe, "perhaps." β
"Maybe!?"
"But I can explain to you why," said the Grey Robe, "I think she will clear all your doubts." β
He gracefully bowed into the darkness of the palace chamber, then held out one hand, and then the other fell lightly on the grey-robed hand, but the first thing Kelce saw was the hoof that appeared in the sunlight with his fingers.
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The Grand Duke of Tiran pressed his forehead in annoyance, and on his desk lay a map full of ominous markings.
And his little daughter ran in at this time, "I'm going to show you something, Daddy." She said.
She opened her fingers, and in her hand was a black hamster.