"Ahh

"Don't squeeze!"

In the pink world on the other side of the Eros Gate, several peach-shaped tails kept shaking, highlighting the fascinated and competing pushing sounds of the succubi, even if Fisher over there led Jasmine and they were about to come to their side.

They were prostrate and scrambling to pounce on the weakly struggling figure surrounded by them, as if they were eating.

When Fisher arrived, he saw the corpses of birds scattered all over the ground, as if the dead bodies had just been in battle, but were too fragile to protect their owners.

"Hey, you guys stop for a moment."

Unlike the little demons who felt the aura of Fisher's mythical rank and walked away before, at this time, even if Fisher spoke to them directly, they still seemed to be completely inaudible, still sucking and asking for something around Death's side.

On the contrary, Death, who was surrounded by them, heard Fisher's voice clearly, and he hurriedly stretched out his pale palm from the cage surrounded by the body of this group of succubi, and kept grabbing in the direction from which Fisher's voice came, as if he was crying for help.

"Hmm! Not! ”

Even the outstretched leg began to tremble spasmodically, as if it were enduring some kind of torture, beyond Fisher's knowledge.

But this did not prevent him from helping, seeing that this group of succubi completely ignored his existence, he silently raised his hand, the soul in his hand continued to distort, as if there was a suction like a black hole, and in an instant, all the magic circuits on the succubi in front of him lit up, and a feeling of extreme weakness came to their hearts, and they realized that they had been attacked.

"Roar! Who is it? ”

One of the purple-haired succubi, who was directly above Death's body, raised his body hideously, turned his head to look at Fisher next to him, and thought it was those little demons who didn't know whether to live or die, but it turned out to be a handsome man with an expressionless face.

Her beast-like expression instantly turned pink and delicate, and she was about to stretch out her hand to him with a smile on her face to seduce, but she finally realized the terrifying level of existence in front of her.

"Ahh You! Not true"

She was so frightened that her little face turned white, and her legs fell to the side as soon as she went limp, but the sisters around her ignored her, and went straight out of the way, pushing her out of the area surrounded by succubi. Then, the other succubi who had just been waiting next to them couldn't wait to rush forward, wanting to take the center of the purple-haired succubus.

"Give me some more. Fallen self-nature. Hah."

"I'm hungry. So hungry."

"Hey! Dorian! Melanie! Don't suck it anymore, someone else is coming! Let's go! ”

The purple-haired succubus who came to her senses saw that her sisters had not yet come to their senses, as if no one else was around, and she was so frightened that she quickly flapped the bat wings on her body and went forward to grab the succubi lying on Death's body, but they were rudely pushed away.

And it seemed that the purple-haired succubus who had just finished eating didn't have much strength on his body, so he was easily pushed to the ground, and looked at Fisher with a panicked expression, as if he was hesitating whether to flee or not.

"This sir. No. We"

Fisher stretched out his hand again, and when the magic circuit lit up, the soul in his fingers became more and more distorted, and then, he reached out sharply, and all the succubi lying on Death's body began to wail, and then began to smash uncontrollably to the side.

The mana circuits on their bodies turned into firewood, and a raging flame provided Fisher with pure power, causing them to writh and wail on the ground, and their skin began to glow a strange blue, which was a sign that the blood was turning blue.

Their souls are detached and dying.

"Ahh

The scene of so many succubi scattering and lying on the ground twisting and wailing at once made the surroundings of Fisher more like hell than the Demon Dynasty, and directly frightened the long-haired succubus in place.

But the intoxication of gaining soul power made Fisher difficult to stop, as if at this moment, the continuous increase of pure power made him see a shortcut to defeat Barbatos and Agares, just the power of these succubi could make him feel this way, if the quantity and quality of soul extraction were increased, the power obtained would make Fisher dare not think

"Mr. Fisher, that. Why don't you stop it? ”

But at this moment, Jasmine next to him suddenly reached out and grabbed Fisher's arm, and the power to extract the soul subconsciously spread towards Jasmine, this dangerous move slammed on Fisher's head like a bell, making him wake up all of a sudden, and quickly stopped the process of extracting the soul.

"Buzz!"

"It's not enough to go to the spirit world, and the soul power is not enough"

At that moment, an explosive tinnitus rang in Fisher's ears, and the murmur came from a certain Soul Wanderer whom Fisher had met.

He took a deep breath, quickly turned his head to look at the startled Jasmine, and asked,

"Are you alright, Jasmine?"

Jasmine looked at Fisher in front of her in a daze, then shook her head and said worriedly,

"I'm fine, but Mr. Fisher, are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

"I've got something!"

Emhart screamed and flew back to Fisher's shoulder from the sky, slammed it on his cheek, and said,

"You didn't even notice me with that damn power you just used, and I almost swallowed it by that thing! I thought you couldn't notice who you were, why did Jasmine wake up when she touched you?! ”

Yes, Fisher had forgotten that he had an Emhart on his shoulder, forcing him to fly high into the air to avoid Fisher's soul devouring.

Fisher reluctantly touched the body of his book and apologized to him, he was indeed a little unskilled in using the power of chaos, and the danger was something he had realized a long time ago.

When he released Elliog before, he released a lot of soul power and had such a feeling of being out of control, he was trying his best to control it until he had a skin-to-skin relationship with Jasmine, he thought that after the soul power was replenished, he would not have such a feeling again, and now it seems that even if his soul is replenished, he still has hunger for other souls.

This is an illness that he fell from after he began to read the Soul Supplement Handbook, and it has not been alleviated in the slightest.

He shook his head, focusing on the business at the moment.

"Woo."

In the middle of the succubus who was wailing all over the ground, I saw the dead Qing Sheng lying on the ground in a "big zigzag" looking upwards without love, his original thick coat and inner lining were torn off, revealing his body as pale as a dead corpse and as thin as skin and bones.

But even so, his face, neck, and chest were still covered with lip prints that had been sucked hard by the red lips, and there were ruddy, needle-like scars all over it, which were probably left by the succubi when they used their tails to extract their depraved nature.

He looked up like a sage, and at this moment, in his ragged and disheveled moments, Fisher had taken it all in.

After a long time, he closed his eyes and sighed, a tear slowly slipped from the corner of his eye, and he said,

"I really want to die."

It was as if his mantra-like words became extraordinarily sincere at this moment. Well, there's also a bit of a very interesting grudge.

This simple sentence made both Fisher and Jasmine laugh, and he didn't care about the succubi around him who had finally come to their senses and were trembling with fear from his mythical rank aura, and came to Death's side and asked him,

"How did you get entangled in these?"

I wanted to come to you, but I didn't know where you were, so I was going to let my birds go out to look for you. I put some birds on both sides, but the birds sent from the direction you came from didn't find you, but the ones sent there attracted the goblins. ”

Death Qing sorted out his inappropriate clothes, and explained to Fisher what he had just encountered without much energy.

Unlike Fisher, who has scrolls and connections, he doesn't know anything about this place, and he doesn't know which side it is, so he can only look around here, and he doesn't know that it is actually the category of the Eros Gate, so he was attacked by a succubus.

Fisher was also a little crying and laughing, and at the same time looked at the group of succubi who were huddled together, and just wanted to say something, the purple-haired succubus who had been pulled out first knelt down and begged for mercy in a coquettish voice,

"Your Excellency, please spare our lives, us. . . We didn't mean to! ”

Listening to the obvious seductive voice, Jasmine glanced at their sobbing pitiful faces again, and a long sword suddenly appeared in her hand, and the shining silver light immediately made the succubus who spoke in a delicate voice instantly return to normal, and completed the last sentence with a solemn and holy voice like a saint.

"Didn't mean to? But this friend of mine is about to be killed by you, do you have a crush on his skin and want to take him home? ”

"We."

The purple-haired succubus swallowed a mouthful of saliva, then whispered,

"We're just hungry, because we haven't eaten the depraved nature for too long, so we can't hold back."

"Wait, you're demon squires, aren't you?"

Fisher glanced at the group of demons in front of him who had a clear consciousness and were vastly different from the group of little demons, but they were not as powerful as the demon gods, and spoke.

As mentioned earlier, although the name Demon Species generally refers to the subhuman race from the Demon Dynasty, in fact, there are only seventy-two Demon Gods in the real Demon Species, and they are powerful mythical species, but now they are sealed under the magma by the Mother Goddess.

But there are two types under the demon gods, one is the weakest, like a beast without sanity of the little devil, in the legend of mankind, the offspring born by the demon gods is the little devil, but later learned about the knowledge of mythical reproduction Fisher knows that the demons are unable to reproduce, so the little devil is their child is purely a fabrication.

Maybe it's just that in order to lure other races to contribute to their depraved nature, those ancient demon gods used little demons to fill the number, or cursed each other, so that the other party's heirs became little devils, so that this theory was spread.

Remembering the first time she met Elliog, she took this and asked Fisher if she wanted her to imp the little devil.

It was a pun, but it was only now that Fisher realized that Elliog was just teasing himself.

And in addition to the little demons, there is also a more advanced class of demon attendants, there are many of them, and they are also in different forms, just like their superior demon gods, they are not like a species, and the succubus is one of them.

But Fisher said this because the demon acolytes are not like sealed demon gods, they can walk freely in this world, how can they not absorb the depraved nature for a long time?

"Ah, we. According to the division of human beings, it is true that we are demon acolytes, and more precisely, we used to be demon messengers under the command of Lord Sidi and Lord [Seleus], but that was a long, long time ago. My name is. Mitra is the demon of Lord Sidi. ”

"No, I mean, since you haven't been sealed, how can you not absorb the depraved nature for so long?"

As soon as she heard this, the expressions of Mitra and the trembling sisters beside her, who were kneeling on the ground, became even more indescribable, which instead attracted Fisher's attention, which made him raise his hand and ask again,

"Don't you say?"

"Say! We say! ”

Seeing that he raised his hand again, for fear that he would use the previous method to suck their souls again, Mitra immediately raised his hand and begged for mercy, and explained to Fisher with some hesitation,

"Actually. We also went out before, but then we were kicked back and not allowed to go out again."

"Rush back? Who drove you back, and why? ”

Mitra cautiously glanced at Fisher, seeing that he was human, and couldn't help but say,

"This adult knows that we demons, whether they are demon gods, demon envoys, or little demons, actually live on their depraved nature, but to us the depraved nature is not like food, but more like some kind of irrepressible. [Nature].

"We will not die if we do not absorb the depraved nature for a long time, but it will bring us pain unimaginable to any other race, like not breathing, and living in the pain of suffocation; It's like not drinking water, living with an extreme desire to live forever, and the stronger this imagination is, the longer the years will become, the more obvious it will become.

"As the demons of the Door of Eros, we are naturally passionate about lust and for this matter, and we must obtain 'bread' from this matter, and we cannot obtain it by any other means. And I, as well as my sisters around me, are all demon demons who have lived for thousands of years, and they are relatively old, so the nature in my body is becoming more and more difficult to suppress.

"So, no more patient than those young demons, we accidentally overdid it uncontrollably in the human city, and we were driven back by the adults, and we were not allowed to go out again, until today, it has been a full three years."

She glanced at Fisher cautiously, and didn't know what she had in mind, so she said with some resentment,

"Those demon gods, relying on their own strength, can do whatever they want to satisfy their nature to the fullest. As for the weak, we have to obey their orders, and we have to be restrained even from satisfying our own nature, and we have to worry about being exposed to humans and ruining the affairs of the demon god

"Ha has been in this dark, desolate and popular place for three years now, and we have been tormented by our nature day and night, and some of our brothers and sisters have died of madness because of it. We just want men, even a little. Give us a little bit."

As she spoke, she didn't know if she had something in her mind, and her face began to flush again, as if since Fisher came, the death secretary who had not had much oil and water and had been squeezed clean had become unfragrant, not to mention that he was not as handsome as the powerful adult in front of him.

Mitra's right hand, which fell to her knees, unconsciously groped downward, and the look of dissatisfaction or hunger could tell that they were suffering from their nature, and the demand for Death Qing just now was only to quench their thirst, and it could not satisfy them at all

Death Qing is a half-dead living dead, his obsession with death has basically overwhelmed all other desires, not to mention that he was still interested in someone, and he has been dead for a long time at this time, he does not look like a forgetful person, of course, it is impossible to squeeze out a sufficient amount of depraved nature.

It's an adult of this mythical rank, hey, if you can taste the taste of his depraved nature, it is really worth dying

But just as Mitra was thinking like this, a green mark suddenly broke out of her uncompetitive eyes, which was engraved on the chest of the man in front of her.

That strong demon god breath, that crown symbol that is so conspicuous.

Is that

"Byemon, Lord! Are you a patron of Lord Baimeng?! ”

Mitra's face turned pale, and she was even more frightened than when she saw Fisher before, as if the mention of that name would completely wipe out her soul.

In the surprised gaze of Fisher and his party, they suddenly found that the succubus in front of them suddenly became incontinent, so frightened that she could not even maintain the body of the human form, and the flame on her tail became weaker and weaker.

"Lord Bymun. We didn't mean to. Don't torture us anymore."

"We were in Nari and really couldn't help it. That's why we didn't mean to ruin your business. Spare us."

Fisher frowned as Mitra's head slammed to the ground and kowtowed to herself, as if begging for mercy from herself, or for the being she was talking about.

But his mind was completely dragged by the information in Mitra's words, and he frowned and hurriedly asked,

"Bymun. Wait, what do you say, where were you sent by Bymon? ”

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