Cultivators at the Wizarding Academy

Chapter 124 Hellish Succubus

"Young Master!"

Butler Chick waited at the end of the stairs, with light faintly visible in the corridor behind him: "The goods can't be taken all at once, what should we do?"

The goods in question are, of course, people.

Many strong-willed women refused to submit. As a result, most of them were sent to underground palaces to undergo cruel domestication.

Undoubtedly, any species with social habits has the potential to be domesticated.

The Belland family is practically an expert in this field. They have accumulated thousands of experiences with failures and developed a comprehensive process.

"I'll check out the goods first. I'll take the good ones; there's no need to waste them. As for the rest, I'll sacrifice them all to the suffering girl..." Raiser walked forward with his hands behind his back.

After passing through a long, corridor-like tunnel, the light was as bright as day, and faint wails could be heard coming from inside the room.

A burly woman with dark red skin, wielding an iron whip, lingered near the only exit, wearing only a dark blue gauze dress.

It stands nearly three meters tall and has a pair of dark brown horns on its forehead. The whites of its eyes are completely covered by jet black, making it look completely different from a normal human.

Her name is Sasha, a succubus guard serving the girl of suffering. She possesses perfectly awakened dark blood and strength comparable to a super-class warrior.

It's worth mentioning that this succubus is not the same as that succubus.

Youmu's enchanting witch bloodline is essentially a branch of forest spirits. Sasha's succubus bloodline is essentially a type of hellish demon.

"Lord Raiser, what made you suddenly decide to come here..."

The succubus guard Sasha, holding a leather whip, walked over with a smile, her massive figure giving off a strong sense of oppression.

"There's been a slight mishap, and we need to evacuate urgently," Lesser said, feigning calmness.

"My lady, you have a spiritual mark on you! The enemy is very strong!" A strange expression appeared on the face of the tall woman with succubus blood.

"The mark of the undead?" Lysser's expression suddenly darkened, suspecting that the Night's Watch hadn't cleaned it properly.

"No, he's a human high-level spellcaster!" The succubus guard Sasha denied Raiser's judgment, casually wiping away the mark on his body and shaking the bell hanging at his waist.

A group of red-skinned women wielding various weapons appeared in the hall one after another.

The concentration of hellish blood can be judged by height and skin color. The women at present are about 2.2 to 2.5 meters tall, and their skin color is only a deep red.

With strength roughly at the elite level, it was foreseeable that he would be completely outmatched by a super-elite powerhouse. However, the guard Sasha appeared completely unfazed, following behind Lesser and the butler Chik with relaxed steps.

"Recently, a very nice shipment arrived, many items still unopened, including a dragon-like demi-human with a blue tail, and a pair of golden-haired sun elf twins..."

"I'll take all the good goods with me, and the rest will be sacrificed. You'd better get rid of them as soon as possible."

"You're so generous..."

Lesser felt a sudden chill run down his spine, a bad premonition as if disaster was about to strike.

"The transfer array is in place; I need to leave now."

"Oh, would you like to take some goods with you? The transfer array can carry twelve people at a time. We have enough energy-accumulating magic stones prepared to activate it three times."

"I'll go over there now and wait at the altar, Chik! You go to numbers 3, 17, 29, 42, 51... to collect the goods, and be quick..."

Lesser recited a string of numbers from memory, his expression cold and stern.

Chick quickly replied "Yes," and jogged off to get started.

Leisser quickened his pace, seemingly hearing faint sounds of battle coming from the hall behind the corridor.

Upon sensing the disappearance of the mental coordinates he had set, Tinyham made a decisive decision to launch a surprise attack, only to run headlong into a group of succubus guards stationed in the hall.

A perfectly proportioned figure, a bewitching and enchanting face, fine horns sprouting from her forehead, and a long, jet-black tail growing from her back.

If someone is petite, it might evoke a person's protective instincts.

However, at this moment, Tinyham had no intention of showing any mercy. Wielding his inscribed sword, he decapitated the succubus guard. As a battle-hardened, dual-wielding master of magic and martial arts, an ordinary elite-level opponent was utterly useless, except for stalling for time. He couldn't even inflict any damage or deplete any of their energy.

Having had experience clearing out dark creatures in my past life, I know their abilities are bizarre and troublesome.

Regarding succubi specifically, the "Dark Creatures Compendium" provides clear descriptions. Succubi subtly release a strange scent that easily arouses males.

Its long, sharp tail carries a potent aphrodisiac toxin. Of course, it only takes effect when it hits a target. It usually transforms into a long whip, which it holds in its hand to attack its opponent.

The most dangerous thing is their eyes; if there is even a trace of desire in their hearts, it will be magnified many times over after they look into each other's eyes.

Many stronger individuals die in a moment of mental confusion.

Tiniham moved nimbly through the hall.

A giant rock hand gripped the succubus guard tightly, creating an opportunity for a fatal blow.

In the blink of an eye, all the succubus guards fell to the ground.

It took about two minutes.

Tinyham lightly flicked the blood off his sword, silently remarked that the warm-up was just right, and then rushed into the tunnel corridor without looking back.

When the butler, Chick, heard the commotion outside, his face immediately turned ashen.

A girl with disheveled hair and sky-blue hair, her hands and feet bound by iron chains, let out a contemptuous sneer.

"I won! This day has finally come!"

"Come quick! There's a big fish here! You definitely won't be disappointed..."

The butler, Chick, looked shocked and furious. He stepped forward and tightly gripped the girl's neck to prevent her from making a sound and attracting attention from outsiders.

However, it was too late.

A figure appeared behind her, swung a sword, and decapitated her. Blood gushed out like a fountain, splattering onto the girl's beautiful, naked body.

The girl raised her face, trying to make out the figure's features.

The room remained empty until the butler, Chick, collapsed.

Tiniham had no time to linger or waste. Similar cells lined the long corridor from beginning to end.

With victims in almost every establishment, how can there be any energy left to care for them?

The priority should definitely be eliminating the enemy!

The inscribed sword in his hand reaped the lives of the guards one after another, and at the fork in the road ahead, there were options to go left or right.

Tiniham pondered for a moment, and based on his observations of the details, he realized that the floor of the passage to the left was older, indicating that it had been used more frequently.

It's most likely the guards' dormitory?

The mental perception began to spread, and the general situation was quickly understood.

Tiniham dashed to the right like an arrow. Unfortunately, he was a step too slow.

The inscriptions on the transfer array shone brightly.

Leisser's figure transformed into a point of light that rose into the sky and disappeared.

Inside the arena, only Sasha's enormous figure remained.

"I'm sorry, strong human... Would you like to become my apostle? I will grant you unparalleled physical pleasure, and even greater power."

(End of this chapter)