The sound of squirming footsteps sounded, and Ronald, who was hiding behind a tree, saw a tall and gorgeous woman approaching.

Unlike normal humans, the woman had some lilac rose tattoos on her face and limbs. In addition, she had very little clothing, except for a light black cloak, which was just enough to cover her private parts.

The woman who walked alone in the woods wore a pair of brightly colored black leather boots, and she walked with broken steps, looking like a noble young woman on a trip to the countryside.

She would occasionally look left and right, and then the dark eyes on her delicate face were like the black pearls of the Lannau River, radiating a brilliant brilliance, and her eyes kept wandering. Even her gestures seem to be infinitely charming, exuding a charming attraction all the time, so that Ronald can't help but want to step forward and see her style up close.

Mutter.

His head unconsciously poked forward a little, and his Adam's apple grunted.

"It's a succubus. ”

Hearing the mage's whisper, Ronald awoke from his momentary distraction, a look of embarrassment on his resolute face. He didn't speak, just tightened his grip on his sword, and secretly reproached himself. Knowledge of this demonic race immediately came to his mind.

Like the Night Demon, the Succubus is the result of demon believers being reborn after death through self-sacrifice of their own lives. They are good at illusions, confusion, and their own beauty allows them to influence those who are weak-willed through psychic illusions. Succubi are as beautiful and attractive as angels, and for most people, their bodies can be said to be flawless, which makes it easy for them to get on with the targets they want to approach.

No wonder you just ...... Chaos Reincarnation?

No sooner had the thought of self-reproach than Ronald was pulled back into his mind by the mage's low reminder.

The mage suddenly pointed to the bottom of the black robe on the woman's body: "Look. ”

Ronald's gaze immediately shifted to see a Chaos Ouroboros mark embroidered with dark gold silk thread on the end of the succubus's black robe!

The old dwarf called the Chaos Ouroboros?

Ronald's eyes became clear and cold, and he bowed slightly, ready to launch a sneak attack.

"Don't worry. The mage lowered his voice: "It doesn't make sense that she's alone, Medusa must be hiding nearby, maybe ......" His voice grew lower and lower, a little inaudible.

Looking at Ronald, who was already ready, the mage whispered to him for his opinion, "Shall we avoid her?"

Ronald was stunned for a moment, then turned his head in surprise.

He felt that today's mage was too hesitant, a little like a chattering old woman, afraid of this and that. He frowned slightly, and confirmed seriously: "You really don't plan to investigate this matter?"

A voice like a nightingale floated over: "Oh, hehehe, I found it!" The succubus covered his mouth and smiled as he moved his gaze to the direction where Ronald and they were hiding.

The beautiful voice entered the ears, like a comfortable hot bath, which made Ronald's pores very comfortable. After only a brief loss of consciousness, Ronald forced himself to calm down.

It's the devil!

He stressed inwardly, his eyes gradually becoming cold. He held his sword and bow vigilantly, as if he were standing still for a thousand years of ice, no longer bewitched by the beauty of the succubus.

Finding that the expressions of the two enemies were firm, the succubus smiled and praised them, "Good concentration." As she spoke, she consciously or unconsciously raised her snow-white and feminine arms, deliberately revealing the fullness of the lace corset.

The two clumps of fine pink on the lace were snow-white and round, and they vibrated up and down regularly with the footsteps of the model, as if they were trying to break free from the tight black lace corset all the time. Two buds loomed, and the ravines were as deep as a bottomless abyss with a deadly gravitational pull.

But Ronald was not distracted by this, his face showed disdain, and his expression was cold: "Don't do these tricks!"

was scolded by Ronald, and the smile on the succubus's face did not diminish. She walked calmly towards the hiding place of the two. As the distance dragged in, her whole person exuded a charming and natural temperament. Especially those eyes as deep as black pearls, glowing with ambiguous waves, people can't help but want to look up and see her demeanor.

"Is it really just the two of you?" she looked at Ronald with a wave in her eyes, and Ronald began to feel a little drowsy in his heart.

"Be careful!" Seeing that Ronald's eyes were a little confused, the mage immediately reminded him: "That's a spiritual illusion!"

"Huh?"

As soon as the mage reminded him, Ronald woke up from his trance, only to find that his face was a little hot.

Damn, I still can't resist it completely!

Ronald, who came to his senses, clenched his fists unwillingly, and turned his knuckles white with oppression. He silently watched the succubus walking lightly, and mobilized the magic power in his body to activate the ice mirror at any time.

Approaching Ronald's side more than thirty meters, the succubus stopped, and a long black whip suddenly appeared out of thin air in her right hand. The succubus raised his hand and waved his long whip high, and flung it at the two of them from a distance.

Syllable.

A red mist rose from the place where it landed, and more than a dozen little red devils appeared at the same time. These little demons are more than half a meter tall, with a long red horn on the top of their head, short fleshy wings on their backs, and sharp fingers. They croaked like frogs, flapped their short wings on their backs, and jumped at Ronald and them.

Seeing those little things bouncing around, the mage hurriedly reminded: "This is a little demon, they can suck magic power and feed it back to the master who summoned them!"

"Quack. ”

As he spoke, the little demons, who looked as ugly as mentally retarded children, struggled to bounce on their little short legs and rushed towards Ronald's side.

Shh

Ronald lunged forward and shaved off the head of a little demon with great speed. The rain of blood suddenly stained the surrounding greenery.

Another sword pierced the little demon's head, and Ronald's brow furrowed. He found that these little demons were not very strong, and they only knew how to jump up in an orderly manner and attack indiscriminately with the sharp corners of their heads. But when they get close, Ronald feels his magic slowly slipping away.

The mage had already ducked far behind Ronald, and with a gesture of the short wooden staff in his hand, he summoned the whip of thorns before the little demons could get close.

"Wow, wow!"

Under the overwhelming strength of the two ninth-level powerhouses, these cannon fodder had no other value than wasting some of Ronald's magic power. Soon, Ronald, who retreated to the spell range of the Whip of Thorns, worked with those vines to wipe out these little demons.

But before he could take a breath, the black-robed woman whispered a few words again.

Syllable!

The long whip fell to the ground, and after the crimson mist, another group of little demons were summoned, and they rushed forward bravely. Every time Ronald and the others kill a group of small demons, the cunning succubus will continue to summon the next batch.

The spilled blood soon stained the woodland red, and the smell of blood with the demon's unique sulfur smell wafted at the same time, exuding a strong fishy stench.

Ronald found that although the little demon was weak, and looking at the succubus's stance, it seemed that there was a limit to the number of summons at the same time. But these ugly ones are not afraid of death when they run back and attack, and if they continue to fight with less to more, it will still be a headache to fight.

"Protect yourself!"

Ronald couldn't bear it anymore, and after leaving this sentence, he quickly rushed out of the siege of the little demon with full of anger, and rushed towards the culprit who summoned the monster.

With an ambiguous smile, the succubus flicked his long whip towards Ronald, who was approaching him.

Syllable.

After dodging the whip, Ronald quickly raised his sword and stabbed through it.

The woman flipped her left hand and pulled out a short sword, which she turned slightly sideways and used to swing away Ronald's attack. Then she jumped back a few steps, and after closing the distance between the two of them, she threw several whips and slashed at Ronald.

Ronald snorted coldly, not caring about the long whip drawn at him, he decided to attack and kill the succubus in one fell swoop.

The brisk figure wandered beside the succubus, and the powerful attack of the demon swordsman made the opponent feel a little overwhelmed. However, the short sword in the succubus's left hand was still tenacious, and while desperately resisting Ronald, the whip in his right hand kept pumping towards Ronald. However, the whip's attack did not have the slightest accuracy, as if it was just swinging at random. And whenever Ronald is about to get close, she will force him back with her short sword in her left hand and immediately pull away from him.

"Quack. ”

Under the command of the succubus, the little devil split a small half-jump to support the master.

"It doesn't seem to be very strong. ”

Hearing Ronald's evaluation, the black-robed woman just laughed coquettishly and stopped talking. She looked at Ronald with an ambiguous expression, her swaying body exuding a bewitching charm, and the fullness on her black lace corset chest was about to come out with the movements of her body.

A faint body fragrance wafted into Ronald's nose.

Ronald was not fooled by the appearances, and after slaying the little demons who were in the way with a few swords, he rushed forward again.

What about Medusa? I don't see a succubus using magic?

As soon as this thought came to him, Ronald heard the mage's urgent reminder: "Come back!"

Ronald, who didn't know why, decisively chose to do what the mage ordered. At this time, he found that the red mist from his waist down was slowly rising upwards and covering an area of more than ten square meters.

What is it?

The succubus, who had always been defense-oriented, suddenly became active, and she continued to use the advantage of her weapons to force Ronald to reduce the speed of her retreat.

When he withdrew from the range shrouded in the mist, he couldn't hold his breath and took a breath.

The fragrance enters the nose and the rosemary is fragrant.

He couldn't help coughing several times, his chest was pressed by something, and his breathing was a little suffocated. What shocked him even more was that he found that his vision was a little dazed, especially when he saw the bewitching figure still walking in the mist, and the faint desire in his heart was trying to break through his reason.

Mutter.

His throat grunted, and his gaze stared straight at the fullness of the two clumps of black lace. The snow-white complexion with a slight powder and the bright eyes like black pearls seduce the most primitive ** in Ronald's heart all the time. He only felt that his gaze could no longer be taken off, and the charm of the succubus was like a magnet.

The primal instinct brought Ronald's whole body to the unbearable heat, and the erection under his body also bulged, and the aqua blue pupils swirled with blurry waves.