A succubus devours its master? She then raises a twelve-winged angel!

Chapter 46 Warrior Miller!
Meanwhile, Veronica is experiencing the biggest crisis of her life.

She lay sprawled on the back of the Netherworld Leopard, her arms tightly wrapped around its neck.

Not far behind, a six-winged angel radiating golden light was relentlessly pursuing them, each flap of its wings bringing forth a blinding holy light.

“Miss Vero!” The voice of the Ghostly Leopard was full of helplessness as its agile body darted through the dense forest. “I clearly warned you not to provoke that angel!”

Things could have gone so smoothly!

They have found the treasure left by Vero's grandfather and can leave the secret realm safely.

But this young lady, in a playful mood, insisted on continuing to explore the depths of the secret realm.

As a result, they ran into Miller, who had just entered the secret realm.

The Netherworld Leopard sensed the danger at that moment—

The aura emanating from that angel was far beyond ordinary; it was definitely an extraordinary being.

She was about to quietly slip away with her master when Veronica stepped forward and blurted out:
"Would you be willing to become my tamed beast?"

Miller originally intended to let this arrogant human go, but he didn't expect the other party to be so provocative.

As one of the world's top races, how could the angels possibly condescend to become human beasts?
"court death!"

The Phantom Leopard reacted extremely quickly, grabbing Veronica by the scruff of her collar and fleeing the moment Miller flew into a rage.

This completely enraged the proud angel—

Since his birth, no one has ever been able to escape from him.

The direction in which the man and the beast fled was precisely towards the center of the secret realm.

This was exactly what Miller wanted.

His destination was the very heart of the secret realm.

"Leopard, I know I was wrong! I'll definitely listen to you next time! I just... I just wanted to find a powerful beast to tame before breaking through to the extraordinary realm!"

The Netherworld Leopard shook its head helplessly.

Even though she knew it was an excuse, she couldn't bring herself to say anything to blame her.

As the heir to the Vero family, how could Veronica possibly worry about the beast she had contracted?

There were already people in the family who had arranged everything for her.

But what's done is done, and blaming others won't help.

Once again dodging the attack from behind, the Netherworld Leopard accelerated once more.

If it were an ordinary awakened beast, it would have perished in the northwest long ago if it were chased by this extraordinary angel.

However, she voluntarily signed a contract with Veronica, which is why her level is only at the ninth level of awakening.

Therefore, relying on years of combat experience and the speed of the Netherworld Leopard, it was barely able to widen the distance between itself and the angel behind it.

"Miss, hold on tight!"

A resolute glint flashed in the Netherworld Leopard's eyes, its limbs tensed, and its speed increased by another third.

Veronica clung tightly to the black panther's neck, the wind whipping her long hair through the air.

Suddenly, the outline of a majestic city appeared on the horizon.

Upon seeing the city, Black Panther's eyes lit up with joy.

“Where there is a city, there is life. They will surely be able to hold off this angel for a while.”

however.

Veronica looked at the city, but hesitated.

"Wait! Leopard, they're all innocent, aren't they?"

The fact that the angels behind him could push the leopard to this extent means that...
That angel was incredibly powerful!

Their decision to storm the city could very well bring about its annihilation.

But Black Panther's steps did not falter, and his voice was more serious than ever before:
“Miss, you will inherit the Vero family in the future, so you must learn to make decisions at crucial moments.”

"But we clearly have ways to save our lives."

"Miss!" Black Panther interrupted sharply, his tone stern like that of an elder. "Those trump cards come at a price. Since there was a chance to avoid it, why waste them needlessly?"

Without giving Veronica a chance to think, Black Panther charged straight toward the Holy City.

At that moment, the orcs, who had just finished a battle, noticed something amiss.

"Look at the sky! What's that? A new demon race?"

"No, that's not right! They're not demons, they seem to be angels!"

"Angels? Could they be companions of the Prophet?"

Just then, Veronica, perched on the black panther's back, came into their view. The orc captain's pupils contracted sharply:
"No! That angel is chasing after the person in front! Wait... that looks like another prophet!"

"Everyone on alert!"

A crack appeared in the barrier, and Black Panther seized the opportunity to leap and land steadily inside the city with Veronica.

Before the two could even catch their breath, they were surrounded by a group of fully armed orcs.
It's not a threat, it's protection!

Veronica blinked, and when she heard the orcs address her as "the Prophet," she pointed incredulously at herself:
"I?"

The black panther pricked up its ears in confusion as well.

After entering the secret realm, they went straight to their target location, completely unaware of what had happened inside during that time.

outside the city.

Miller was already hovering over the holy city.

He looked down at the rising protective barrier, a contemptuous sneer curling at the corner of his mouth.

This level of barrier.

"Ha, truly worthy of being natives!"

Just as he was about to casually shatter the barrier, he suddenly sensed an extremely familiar aura in the air.

"This breath."

His pupils suddenly contracted to the size of pinpoints.

"The aura of the Seraphim race?"

How can it be? !
His father had clearly imprisoned the entire Seraphim race in jail.

Miller was certain that there could not possibly be any Seraphim outside of the Angelic territory.

etc--

Miller suddenly remembered something, and a glint of wild joy flashed in his eyes.

The former clan chief's daughter!
That little guy who was risked and sent away by the remnants of the Seraphs.
Crystal!

"I searched high and low, but found nothing."

Miller's lips twisted into a ferocious arc.

His father was constantly worried about the young seraphim growing up.

After all, although the Seraphim race grows slowly, once they reach adulthood, their combat power far surpasses that of the War Angel race.

Now, he has discovered the whereabouts of this major threat!

Miller looked down at the orcs standing ready below and slowly extended his right hand.

A longsword, entirely gilded, materialized in his palm, its blade wreathed in ancient war angel runes.

“Crack—”

With just a light stroke of the tip of his sword, the seemingly solid barrier was torn open like a piece of paper, leaving a hideous rift.

It was thanks to this sword that he was able to easily enter this secret realm.

This sword is one of the most treasured artifacts of the angel race.

It can ignore all restrictions and barriers.

The orcs were alarmed when they saw Miller enter the holy city so easily.

The orc warriors surrounded Veronica and the black panther, protecting them in the center.

"Sir, you must leave quickly! I'll hold him off!"

Seeing the orcs' fearless attitude, Veronica glared fiercely at the black panther.

They wanted to use these orcs as a shield, but they were treated as one instead.
Seeing this situation, even the black panther, a beast that had lived for many years, felt a little embarrassed.

"Leopard, are you still running? How can you live with yourself?"

Black Panther fell silent.

Although she didn't want Veronica to pay the price, she only had to pay a small price!
Seeing Veronica's resolute stance, Black Panther slowly stepped forward.

He's just an angel of extraordinary level!

Back then, someone like that wouldn't even be worthy of carrying her shoes.

She stepped forward, ready to make her move.

That's when.

Gu Xing withdrew from the place of inheritance!
(End of this chapter)