The world doesn't need succubi to save it.

A flicker of emotion flashed in his crimson eyes, which then transformed into unwavering resolve and a mockery directed at no one in particular.

"Who knows what the future holds?"

"Who could have imagined that I would one day make such a choice?"

She turned her gaze to the man in her arms, her eyes sweeping over every part of his body.

"What was that saying again? I remember someone always saying that to me... Oh right."

She gently kissed his cheek and murmured in a prayerful tone:

"You bear unforgivable sins; only the deepest hell is your final resting place."

“You are an apostle favored by God, but you are a fallen one who has betrayed her trust.”

"You are an incurable rebel, a disruptive force that should be eliminated."

"but……"

Suddenly, her deep tone changed, and a brilliant light shone in her eyes.

"No matter what crimes you have committed, no matter what oaths you have broken, no matter what choice you ultimately make..."

That gaze was like a raging fire!

"I will be by your side, either watching you win or watching you die."

"Until the very end."

"Keep trying! Tear them off their thrones! I look forward to that day!"

"In the final moment, I forgive all your sins."

A pleased smile appeared on the woman's lips as she gently lowered her head, revealing scarlet patterns on her body.

【▇▇▇▇▇▇？】

The sound rang out again, her movements stopped, and she clicked her tongue impatiently.

"Tsk."

Her consistently gentle tone finally wavered, as if revealing her hidden true nature, and she said dismissively:

"You guys are so annoying, go to sleep."

"This was my choice, and I... I never regret it."

No matter what the other person said, she didn't intend to listen anymore, and lowered her head to kiss him without hesitation!

Something erupted in the confined space.

It is light!

It was a light that shone to the extreme!

……

……

Ning Feng felt as if he had a very, very long dream.

A warm touch swept across my face, gently brushing against my cheek.

Is it... tears?

Why am I crying?

"You're awake!"

Slowly opening his eyes, Ning Feng saw a cat's head pressed against his face, cheerfully saying:

"The surgery was a success! I've cured your 'seeing pigeons everywhere' problem!"

"I just wonder if your 'seeing everything as a cat' obsession is any better yet~"

Ning Feng stared blankly at the black cat sitting on his chest, looking into its scarlet eyes. This time, however, he felt neither fear nor suspicion.

He felt as if he had remembered something important, but he had forgotten a lot of it.

With a smile, Ariana patted Ning Feng's head with her cat paw and laughed:

"Embrace new life, Ning Feng."

"From this moment on, you are no longer a mortal."

"You could say she's half a succubus, wouldn't you say?"

Ning Feng opened his mouth as if to say something, but the door to the ward was slowly pushed open...

A dark gun barrel was inserted.

!!!

Chapter Twenty-Seven: I suspect you're talking nonsense, and I have evidence!

boom! boom! boom!

Guns spat fire, and the people outside the door did not hesitate at all, firing continuously at Ning Feng on the hospital bed!

The aiming points were also very tricky, all targeting Ning Feng's vulnerable points.

Between the eyebrows, the heart, and... the crotch.

not good!

At the critical moment, Ning Feng instinctively withdrew his hands and feet, trying to roll over in bed...

The next moment, Ning Feng realized his predicament.

I'm still strapped to the hospital bed with restraints!

Ning Feng's thoughts suddenly accelerated, and time seemed to stretch out infinitely in that instant. Looking at the bullet that was almost within reach, he calmed down instead.

You only get one chance; if you can't avoid it, you may very well face death.

Fight!

Dongdong!

His heart pounded with unprecedented ferocity, and a massive influx of blood rushed into his body, turning his eyes bloodshot in an instant.

collapse!

The straps binding his hands were ripped off, and Ning Feng twisted his body off the bed in an inhuman way, narrowly dodging the bullets.

Boom!

The enemy outside the door did not hesitate and pulled the trigger repeatedly the moment he successfully dodged.

Before he could even register the changes in his body, Ning Feng jumped off the bed and rushed towards the window without hesitation.

Given that I am currently unarmed and the enemy's identity is unknown, a direct confrontation is not a good option.

After all, as the old saying goes.

"Seven paces away, the gun is fast."

Then why not rush towards the door and grab the gun?

Because times have changed.

"Within seven steps, the gun is both fast and accurate."

They just went ahead and sent it anyway.

As for jumping out of a window, although it is dangerous from a height of more than ten stories, as long as you don't die on the spot, you will definitely recover thanks to the medical expertise of the Watchers.

Just as Ning Feng dodged the bullets and was about to break through the window and escape, clapping suddenly came from the doorway.

Snapped!

"Okay, stop!"

The moment that sound rang out, Ning Feng froze in place, awkwardly maintaining his jumping posture.

Ok?

"I really didn't expect you to dodge them all! You're really amazing!"

The door was flung open, and a tall figure in a white coat walked in with her hands behind her back, flashing a bright smile at Ning Feng.

With his body restrained, Ning Feng stopped thinking about the thrill of jumping out of the window and frowned as he looked at the person who had come in.

She had long, waist-length blonde hair, wore large frameless glasses, and although she was tall, she appeared somewhat thin in certain areas.

Well, it's not quite to the point of being extremely grotesque; it still has some beautiful curves.

"...Dr. Lin?"

Ning Feng was no stranger to the beautiful woman in front of him; she was a legendary figure in the Bincheng branch.

No one knows Dr. Lin's full name, but her deeds are still talked about with great interest.

The Witch on the Rooftop

Although she appears to be an elegant, mature blonde woman in her late twenties when she's not speaking, she always utters strange words as soon as she opens her mouth.

"This child is quite good. Just add some more soul grass and boil it for another thirty minutes, and it will be ready..."

"Hmm, is my medicine almost boiled dry? No, I have to go back!"

She couldn't stop talking about medicine, and this strange behavior easily reminded people of the witches in medieval legends who would stir things up in a cauldron with a stick.

Of course, everyone can guess that she may be influenced by her own awakened lineage, but no one can be sure whether she is a witch of the knowledge lineage.

Although her behavior was a little strange, the person who could freely enter and leave the top floor must have a high status, and no one would dare to provoke her.

Ning Feng had never interacted with Dr. Lin before, which made him even more confused.

"Dr. Lin, why did you shoot me?"

Why? I haven't done anything to you before.

Even if it's love turning into hate, our ages seem a bit different... wait, it seems we're still within the range!

Not knowing what Ning Feng was thinking with that serious expression, Dr. Lin chuckled and waved her hand dismissively, saying: