I'm a forest ranger, why would I enslave a succubus?

Chapter 192 Amel

"What does it have to do with me?"

Plague Mage Amel said casually.

He was fiddling with a crystal test tube bottle, adding various potions into it and then catalyzing it with spells.

Immediately, bubbles began to gurgle from the liquid in the test tube.

Faintly, you can see the white teeth and vines.

Looking at Amel's ecstatic and crazy profile.

Tiefling Lucius frowned, he could sense the dangerous and evil magical aura in the other's hand.

It's a pity that as someone who was promoted to the seventh level with the help of the Demon Grand Duke, and as a tiefling, it is inherently difficult for him to receive a normal and sound education.

His knowledge was not yet sufficient to allow him to immediately recognize what was before him.

But this is definitely not just a magical item on the plague level.

Lucius had no intention of interfering with what the plague mage was about to do. He said:
"Windwind City is getting anxious. It seems they don't want to let Coral Bay continue to be in chaos. They might even be planning to take Coral Bay back before the Argyle family returns."

Amel disagreed: "I told you before, Windward City is in such chaos right now that they can't spare any energy."

"Even if they can't do it now, the Argyle family will sooner or later notice the chaos in the rear. When they return, they will still send troops to Coral Bay."

Amel: "So what about the Argyle family? I really hope they'll return to Stormwind City and give it a try."

Lucius gave him a deep look and said, "I know you were involved in the civil unrest in Windy City. Otherwise, the conflict wouldn't have broken out right after the Argyle family left."

"Hehe, I only played a minor role in this. The deeper level is... Hehe, are you afraid? I thought only demons were afraid of Argyle, but it turns out Tieflings are the same? Besides, didn't you convert a member of the Argyle family?"

Apparently, Amer didn't want to talk about it any further and immediately changed the subject.

"That was not done by my Lord. Before this, I didn't even know that Fred Argyle was alive. His transformation occurred much earlier than when I entered the Archduke's arms."

Lucius shook his head again and said, "You are still young and have never seen the performance of the Argyle family on the battlefield."

As he spoke, the violent reaction of the test tube in Amer's hand suddenly subsided and became stagnant.

He looked at it in astonishment and cast several identification spells.

After failing, he slammed the table in anger.

Then he began to record the results of the experiment while cursing.

As the experiment failed, his personality became more irritable and aggressive: "Stop talking nonsense! You didn't come here to tell me this, did you?"

Lucius paused, feeling tired.

"I need to extend the time I can control the golems. They've become increasingly uncontrollable lately."

Amer sneered: "Haven't you found your so-called bloodline node yet?"

Lucius said bitterly, "The bloodline node's destiny is inherently obscured. Even the highest-level prophecy spells can't locate it. It's not that easy. It's already quite remarkable that my lord the Grand Duke was able to locate the key point in the Coral Bay of Esseron."

"As usual, you guys prepare the spell materials, and I'll also add an extra Infernal spell. This time, I'm going to cast the [Vascular Curse]."

Lucius was also straightforward and immediately took out a spell book from his spell bag.

"Amel, spell materials...are you really not able to change them?"

"I've told you before, golems aren't simple magical creatures. They're 'incomplete humans' and naturally harbor resentment towards 'complete' humans. To control them for a long time and in large numbers, you must use a large amount of human flesh. It's a bit like sacrifice, but not actually. This is a method of revenge and arousing bloodline consciousness."

"I have never heard of this kind of magic ritual. Where did you get it from?"

As the last entry of the experimental results was written, Amel snapped his notebook shut.
"Didn't I tell you? I'm a dropout from the Bahadur School of Magic, which holds most of the forbidden knowledge on the continent."

At this moment, he looked up at the east wall.

"Tree spirits, elves, zombies, ghouls, werewolves, and humans. Haha, you thought you could fool me? Oh, the tree spirits and werewolves are both level seven."

Lucius was confused: "What's wrong?"

"Someone is coming to kill me."

The old tiefling's expression changed, then slowly grew gloomy. "I'll help you."

"You're old and frail, your magic channels are depleted. Even if you forcibly advance to the seventh level, how much strength can you unleash? Haha. The combination of a human man and an alien girl can only be the same as that ranger in Quartz Town. Not long ago, he repelled two genuine seventh-level warriors at the cost of two serious injuries. You should run away quickly."

"So what about you? I still need your help to control Coral Bay, and I also need me to control the golem!"

"Don't you have a group of dark elves?"

"Those guys who are keen on rebelling against their superiors? They are completely unreliable. Even if they serve the same Grand Duke, they are always trying to seize power."

Amel laughed: "Lucius, Lucius, aren't you just as greedy for power as they are?"

".I am doing this for the Grand Duke."

"Don't talk nonsense. I'm certainly not going to fight them. I want to escape."

One of the important rules of survival at Bahadur School of Magic is to learn to escape.

This is true even for dropouts.

Lucius was speechless. If you want to escape, why are you talking to me so much?
As if seeing through his doubts, Amel picked up a pile of experimental equipment and said with a smile, "Let me tell you a good escape trick. I learned it from a dragon hunter. When escaping, you don't need to run faster than the dragon, you just need to run faster than other dragon hunters."

The voice just fell.

Magical power emerged from the ground beneath his feet, and quickly constructed a magic circle. He disappeared with a [Space Shift].

At the same time, lines of spell rituals appeared on the walls of the entire magic laboratory.

Apparently, that's what he constructed during the brief conversation.

Lucius was horrified: "[No Fly Zone]?! Amel! You bastard!!!"

next moment.

Puff!

A violent and huge spiritual sword flashed overhead, and the top of the entire hill was immediately cut off by the sword.

Five dark shadows appeared against the sunlight.

Tree spirits, elves, zombies, werewolves, ghouls and humans, just as Amel said.

Among them, the aura of the tree spirit and the half-werewolf druid was particularly powerful, and their accumulated magic power was respectively the middle stage of the seventh level and the beginning stage of the seventh level. It was simply not possible for him, a tiefling mage who forcibly upgraded to the beginning stage of the seventh level, to defeat them.

"Tiefling?"

The only human among the five was a handsome tall man whose spiritual accumulation was only at the middle stage of the sixth level.

But how could someone who could swing this sword be just an ordinary sixth-level being?
The beautiful elf among them said dissatisfiedly, "Human, you need to learn the technique of concealing your presence. There was clearly a fluctuation of detection magic there just now."

"Sorry, sorry, Terry was just mumbling something. Anyway, she distracted me."

The half-werewolf druid used [Wild Shape] and transformed into a giant owlbear, growling at him threateningly.

(End of this chapter)