Succubus simulator, but the resentment system

As he spoke, the doctor skillfully pointed the gun at the window and pulled the trigger. A huge flash of fire burst out from the muzzle, and a huge roar echoed in the cab.

Carters, a humanoid creature with characteristics of other creatures, tried to climb onto the cab from the wheel hub, but was blown into pieces in mid-air by the gun in the doctor's hand.

"There are many more of these Q "Chimera", pay attention."

The doctor said to Amiya: "Don't let them come up."

Amiya nodded. She knew where she had seen these "Chimeras".

The Absolver created these creatures, infused with a large amount of Sarkaz blood... No, they were different. They weren't life forms created by fusing blood and flesh, but rather by blending their own genetic information.

Someone used the authority of the Black Crown to directly copy the data and information within the mixed Black Crown, and used the power of the Originium to directly generate them from the internalized universe.

"Ok!"

Amiya nodded vigorously, "Doctor—I know what to do!"

The last time she faced those "Chimeras", she also fought alongside the Doctor.

He raised his arm and opened his palm. Unique black threads flashed in the air, tearing the "Chimera" that was watching from a distance into pieces.

The Tonton King was still accelerating, carrying them forward at high speed in the Originium world where there was no boundary between reality and illusion.

The familiar lighthouse came into view again.

The drum-like raindrops and darkness seemed to disappear, and the surrounding environment became quieter than ever before, as if the rainstorm and darkness had silently betrayed their teammates and ran away.

The gentle and fiery light seems to render the entire space, making people feel warm and beautiful, just like a lost person who is guided by a lighthouse in the cold and dark night.

The light became gentler and warmer, as if as long as one immerses oneself in it, one can be away from all suffering and sorrow.

"Amiya?"

The doctor called out to Amiya softly.

"Ok!"

Amiya nodded, indicating that she had no problem.

......

Rutland, reality.

The ghost shark lay on the floor-to-ceiling glass, its mouth slightly open, exhaling hot white mist.

The two big, white moons reflected on the one-way floor-to-ceiling glass sometimes became more majestic and magnificent, and sometimes suddenly shrank into a ball.

Lin Yong is refreshing his abilities.

The abilities "Shadow Voyage", "Forced Charm", and "Succubus-sama's Space-Time Dimension Meter" are refreshed once a day.

After refreshing his abilities, Lin Yong immediately let go of the Ghost Shark, and his figure disappeared from the spot, continuing to carry out his plan in the Holy City of Lateran.

He needs to get the "Law".

In order to obtain the "Law", he has to solve the biggest trouble, Mastema, and he also needs Mastema's power.

The best hotel in Stephen's area, on the top floor.

The projector showed the image of Fiammetta being tied up and hanging in the air. A strange whip was suspended in the air, and from time to time it would fall down with a whoosh, making a dull sound as it passed through Fiammetta.

Mostima pushed the door open and walked in, wearing a noble and elegant bright black dress with only thin straps on her shoulders, revealing her round and delicate shoulders and the smooth skin on her back.

She looked at Fiametta hanging in the air, a faint smile flashing across the corner of her lips.

"I came as agreed. I didn't bring those strange staffs. Let my friends go, okay?"

Mostima stepped forward, her slender high heels making a tapping sound on the ground, and every step seemed to exude murderous intent, warning the enemies hiding in the dark.

Lin Yong used Fiammetta to send a message directly to Mostima, and used Fiammetta to threaten Mostima to come.

"Are you going to continue hiding?"

"It's a mess at Rutland tonight... I want to get this sorted quickly. I have a lot of work to do."

Mastema's voice was filled with anguish and anger, "You've already caused enough trouble for Lateran."

The wine was poured into the glass, creating a small vortex in the tall glass.

"What happened in Rutland has nothing to do with me."

Lin Yong poured his wine and said, "I don't deliberately control casualties or the situation. It's quite the opposite. I'm used to directly eliminating all enemies I don't like on a physical level."

"have a drink?"

Lin Yong handed the drink in his hand to Mostima.

Mostima knew without even thinking that there was something wrong with the drink Lin Yong handed her.

but,

For the safety of her companions, she still has to drink, right?

Mostima glanced at Fiammetta on the screen and said, "I don't think I can refuse?"

She took the drink and took a sip straight to her lips.

Her expression and behavior are very similar to those beautiful girls in otherworldly works who are always too confident and too inflated... and finally end up turning over and suffering a tragic defeat, with battle preparation CG played.

Mastema drank the wine in the cup in one gulp.

The little blue tongue licked the rim of the cup playfully, and there was a confidence in her eyes that came from nowhere.

Her every move was exactly like those beautiful girls who were defeated due to carelessness.

He was even naive enough to believe that the evil succubus would really keep her promise.

"All right."

Mastema raised an eyebrow. "I've already demonstrated my sincerity. Now it's your turn to demonstrate yours, right? Release my friends. Don't hurt them."

“Is that right?”

Lin Yong felt something strange.

His plan was to just play with Mostima, and then let her take Fiammetta and Patia away, and then let Fiammetta and Patia stab her in the back.

It doesn't seem necessary now... It seems like it would be quicker and easier to take down Mostima?

"Could it be that the memories of those defeats have made them accustomed to defeat?"

Lin Yong directly put his arms around Mostima's slender waist. Mostima struggled for a moment and gave him a fierce look of rebuke, but in the end, it seemed that because she was worried about the safety of her friends and companions, her expression softened and she let the evil succubus do whatever she wanted.

The next ending will definitely be that she will completely turn into a succubus and there will be no turning back. She will be willing to pay anything and do anything.

124 Amiya, Amiya Donkey (4000)

"You, what do you want to do?"

Mastema's words quickly became unclear.

She felt like the heroine in those strange movies shot on Rhode Island years ago. Because she was too conceited, she fell into the despicable tactics of the despicable succubus and lost all her resistance.

The only outcome is to be caught in the basement, and eventually sell out his soul completely under the terrible beatings. From then on, he becomes a guy who will do anything bad and shameless just to get a reward.

"Nian...Who is Nian?"

A question popped up in his mind, and Mostima felt himself thinking of the person in his dream again.

"Nian... is a nasty guy."

Mostima remembered who Nian was, a guy with a bad temper and not very likable.

Their whole family is not pleasing.

"Woooooo?!"

Mostima only felt an alluring and decadent tingling sensation spreading across her shoulders and gradually spreading throughout her body, making her gradually lose all means of resistance.

Roudi managed to hold the succubus's hand, but she didn't have the strength to hold it tight. She could only watch it drift away and drag her into an even more terrifying abyss without restraint.

She could only stretch out her hand to try to stop him, but her hand was limp and hanging there...it didn't seem like she was trying to stop him, but rather like she was reluctantly trying to resist.

"Stop... You, what did you give me to drink?"

Mastema felt like she had absolutely no strength left. Her legs gave way, and she collapsed, barely able to stand, relying on the succubus, who made no secret of her malicious intent.

"what do you want to do?"

"What do you think? Didn't you already know this when you came here? Well, you must know..."

Lin Yong raised his hand in front of Mostima, letting her see the shiny stains on his clothes. "Look... isn't this very honest? He knows everything clearly~"

"Yes, it was you...you used despicable means!"

Mastema was shocked.

This, this can't be her!

There must be something wrong with the drinks just now.

"That's right, it's not our little Mo who has already turned into a strange shape. No, it should be that he is not the fallen angel who would steal people behind their backs and threaten to keep Lemuel obedient if he doesn't want her to know~"

Lin Yong half pulled and half dragged Mostima, who was at the entrance, into the hall.

He couldn't help but feel that his useless skills were actually quite useful.

Abilities like "Depraved Techniques", "Happy Techniques", "Terrible Stick Techniques", etc. are not as bad as imagined. They are still very useful~

It is easy to make a beautiful girl lose the ability to resist.

"That... that was Lemiaoan's idea. She... she wanted to try out the feeling of having her own sister."

"Humph."

Lin Yong snorted coldly and pushed Mostima roughly onto the sofa.

He knew that Archangel knew that under the influence of the halo, it was not easy for the Sakota to hide some things.

Exiah actually knew it all along, she was just cooperating.

Lin Yong also knew that the Archangel knew, but he was also cooperating with this group of fallen angels, pretending to be threatened and had to obey Mostima's orders.

It’s a very simple truth and choice.

Pretending to be ignorant and unaware can only force him to have some strange relationships with his girlfriend Nen Tianshi's best friends and sisters, so that he can also mediate and protect himself.

If this is revealed, the fallen angels will unite and beat the succubus who is not strong enough to the ground, forcing her to participate in one party after another until she becomes a toy of the fallen angels.

"you.."

Mastema tried to forcefully activate her Originium skills, but she found herself completely weak and powerless, and unable to concentrate.

The succubus's terrifying methods tainted the desires in her heart, turning those disgusting and shameless thoughts in her heart into materialized flames that burned away her strength.

Lin Yong lifted her chin and leaned down to enjoy her petal-like soft lips.

After a long while, Mostima finally turned his face away with great difficulty, opened his mouth and exhaled deeply.

"Okay, baby~"

Lin Yong looked at Mostima, whose eyes were moist and her expression was dazed and blurry, and said, "The mini-game is over~ Next up should be the Angel's Fall... I promise you'll forget everything~"

"You...I, I will not be defeated by such despicable means."

Mostima was sunk into the sofa. Feeling like a fallen angel who had been horribly harmed by a succubus, he found it difficult to even get up, let alone launch any effective counterattack.

Snapped.

The succubus's long blade made a crisp sound in the air, and then rolled towards Mastema, pulling her forward.

Lin Yong slapped Mostima's pretty face with the whip, leaving a horrifying red scab under her fair and flawless face.

"Little angel, if you don't want to suffer, then you'd better be obedient... And, baby, you don't want your friends to get hurt, right?"

Under the threat of the terrible succubus, Mostima surrendered and no longer resisted. In this situation, Shahuhu chose to believe that Lin Yong would keep his promise.

Just like any other movie character who makes the worst possible decision.

Naturally, her fate was exactly the same as those characters in the other world.

The soft backrest also felt pressure in the face of the powerful impact. The sofa bounced back under the pressure and its own weight made the blue-haired angel take the initiative for a while.

The blue-haired angel, sunken in the sofa, was like a small boat in a violent storm, able to rise and fall violently with the waves due to the exaggerated deformation and rebound of the sofa.

Her beautiful hair danced on the back of the sofa, and her once mysterious and distant expression became hazy and pitiful... with a hint of cuteness.