Succubus cannot be a saint

The sharp and shrill sound cut through the silent night sky. For a moment, everyone's movements seemed to freeze, and Isadore's smile froze on her face.

But then, a second roar sounded, and then the third, the fourth... The shrill roar of some unknown beast resounded in the darkness, and even the torches began to sway, interweaving into a terrifying, chaotic, barbaric, and horrifying sonata.

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Mutual promotion time!

Dragon, without a princess, I have no choice but to transform myself!

Introduction: Patunasanks feels that it is becoming increasingly difficult for dragons to survive these days. They are constantly fighting among themselves. Now kidnapping princesses has become a trend among dragons. These days, if there is no princess locked up in someone's lair, they will curse you to go to hell every day, and you will be embarrassed to say hello to your fellow dragons when you go out.

There was no other way. If he didn't want to become a pillar of shame among the dragons, he had to capture a princess himself, but he accidentally became a princess himself.

Forget it, just treat it as a change of mood, but who would have thought...

"Die, evil dragon!" The fool who claimed to be a hero kicked open the door of the evil dragon and ran a 100-meter sprint while holding her.

"Don't be afraid, Princess. I'm coming to rescue you!"

Patunasanx: “…?”

Volume 1: From Crazy Daughter to Saint: Chapter 56: The Hornless Wolf

Hearing this series of shrill howls, Salares's face changed instantly. Durenna leaped onto the wall without hesitation. Even the smile on the little nun's face slowly faded, replaced by a pale expression.

This wave of howling was massive, with dozens of different monster roars mixed together. Its power was far greater than that of the previous individual howls, as if it was indicating that the monsters in the Black Forest were about to come out in full force, determined to raze the town to the ground.

Sharlelei was also secretly alarmed upon hearing this, and a cold sweat broke out in her palms. She had already anticipated that the monster's previous attacks were just a trick; the real attack would not officially begin until the Falling Leaf Moon arrived.

But no matter how much they planned, they still didn't expect that on the second night of the Falling Leaves Month, the monsters would launch an attack, and their power would be completely different from before.

"Did you hear that? This is no joke." Salares shook her head, ruffled Isadore's hair, and quickly walked towards the platform, but the little succubus stubbornly dragged her mace, still following closely behind her.

Climbing up the wall, Sharlele looked into the distance with the help of the torchlight. She saw countless shadows moving in the darkness outside the firelight, and two red lights flashing from time to time, which looked even more weird.

Although the howling slowly faded into the night, the terror it brought still hung heavy over the walls. The guards atop the walls tightly gripped their spears and shields, staring intently at the devouring darkness beyond the range of the firelight. They all swallowed in unison, their bodies trembling slightly.

Under the city wall, the militiamen who had not been trained for long were trembling with fear and even forgot to carry supplies. Some of them even stopped, their legs shaking, and retreated repeatedly, as if they would turn around and run away at the next moment.

After hearing this series of howls, even the mountain people turned pale. Some of the older mountain people even knelt on the ground, muttering and praying for forgiveness from the Deer Horn Goddess.

Hearing the prayers of the mountain people, the faces of the town guards became even worse. Some of the guards standing on the wall even began to look back frequently, and they could hardly hold the spears in their hands.

"Don't panic! Hold your ground!"

The next moment, a sharp shout like breaking ice and snow pierced the night sky, accompanied by an invisible spiritual ripple. The guards felt a shock in their hearts, and the fear in their hearts dissipated bit by bit.

Clad in gleaming silver mail, Durenna drew her sword and walked along the wall, her cloak fluttering behind her, accentuating her heroic presence. The girl's sharp eyes swept over the guards, causing them to shudder and involuntarily tighten their grip on their weapons.

"No one is allowed to retreat! Take your positions!" the Succubus Knight shouted loudly, stimulating her charm power to the extreme. Even her azure eyes lit up with a strange pink and purple light. "Archers, step forward!"

With the sound of uniform footsteps, pale-faced archers holding short bows walked up to the top of the wall and stood in the gaps between the ranks of shield-bearing spearmen.

As if realizing the humans were ready for battle, the monsters hiding in the darkness slowly emerged. A sturdy and agile figure slowly emerged from the shadows and approached the edge of the firelight.

The moment they saw it clearly, everyone on the city wall, including Sharlele, couldn't help but gasp.

It seemed to be a wolf, but this wolf was half the size of a cow. Its fur was tattered, with only a few pieces of fur with blood clots attached to its body. The muscles under the skin were completely exposed. The dark purple pieces of meat were covered with blood vessels and wrapped with dark blue tendons, which seemed to be wriggling as if they had life.

This alien "wolf" kept twitching and shaking, shaking its head in extreme pain with every step it took. Drops of black blood fell to the ground, leaving a line of black bloody footprints.

Its eyeballs bulged out, its wildly growing teeth had protruded from its lips, and one of its eye sockets was even filled with more than a dozen eyeballs like cauliflowers. The constantly growing eyeballs overflowed from the eye sockets, almost covering half of its face.

If the horns on the previous monsters were weird and hideous but not disgusting, then this "wolf" was a completely deformed monster. The extra flesh and blood on its body even had moving eyeballs that kept gurgling and turning. Just one look at it was enough to make people's stomach churn.

A series of gasps echoed from the walls, mixed with low retching and wailing. The guards, whose composure had been soothed by Durenna's charm, began to waver again upon seeing the terrifying sight of the monster.

Suddenly, there was a loud thud, and almost everyone on the wall focused their attention on it. It turned out that a pale-faced guard accidentally dropped the wooden shield in his hand.

But when the shield fell, it seemed as if it had fallen on the hearts of all the guards. They looked at each other, and saw the unconcealable fear on each other's faces.

Fear spread like a chain reaction. More and more people holding their shields began to tremble, their legs shaking, and their eyes involuntarily drifted back, ready to turn around and run at any moment.

"Don't panic!" Durenna shouted again, but this time the effect was not so immediate, and instead seemed somewhat pale and powerless.

The frightened and angry female knight took a deep breath and was just about to gather her magic power to unleash her charm to the fullest when a slender figure walked past her accompanied by a fragrant breeze.

"Lady Saint!" Durenna cried out, but Sharlele smiled at her, shook her head, and came to the top of the city wall.

The next moment, a gentle female voice sounded in the silent night.

"—There is no need to be afraid, my soldiers."

Along with the soft, slightly hoarse voice, invisible spiritual ripples spread out, sending the heavenly sound into everyone's heart, as if a warm spring breeze was blowing across this cold winter night.

At first, Durenna was still immersed in this spiritual ripple, marveling at the might of the Saint's magic. But soon, like the soldiers around her, she was immersed in the warm feeling of the spring breeze, and her eyes couldn't help but moisten.

"Those who want to turn back can do so. But remember, there is not nothing behind you. Behind you are your homes, your loved ones, and your children."

For a moment, whether it was the guards on the wall or the militiamen and mountain people below the wall, they all turned their heads and looked at the small town behind them, and at the lights in the dark night behind them.

"Your families are still waiting under the lights, full of hope for your return. My soldiers, I hope that when you push open that door and step under the lights, it won't be hungry monsters, but you who have returned victoriously."

The girl's voice gradually drifted into the night sky and melted into the silence.

"Will you swear to me? Don't let any monsters enter this town, and when the sun rises, return home alive with news of victory."

Sharlelei stood on the wall with her head lowered. Her slender figure with her hands clasped was bathed in the dancing firelight, and was deeply imprinted in the eyes of everyone, whether they were guards, militiamen, or mountain people.

At this moment, everyone's eyes fell on her, as if the figure shrouded in light was all their hope.

"go home……"

A guard muttered, his trembling fingers slowly gripping the shield again. A glimmer of hope appeared in his fearful eyes. He raised his head, looked at the monster in the shadows, and repeated, "Go home."

"……go home."

More and more people began to chant this short word, their heads raised, their weapons gripped tighter. Even the mountain folk, muttering prayers to the Antlered Goddess, began to repeat the Kingdom language phrase. Go home.

Unconsciously, pairs of determined eyes looked towards the end of the flames. The fear in those eyes faded and the bodies stopped trembling.

At this moment, regardless of whether these people had once been private soldiers serving their lords, farmers who only knew how to farm, or barbarians living on the edge of civilization, a profound transformation quietly took place within their hearts. Although they themselves did not realize it, from this moment on, they were already worthy of being called warriors.

"Lord Saint..."

Staring at the girl's figure shrouded in light, Durenna took a deep breath.

She understood the difference between her own allure and that of Salares. It wasn't a difference in magical power, but something else... something that could penetrate deeply into people's hearts.

And she understood even more clearly that what came next was her own mission.

"Everyone! Follow my orders!"

The next moment, the female knight's sharp shout pierced the silence like a sword, and she was answered by the sound of uniform footsteps.

"Throwing formation, ready for incendiary canisters!"

The silver-gleaming sword pierced the night sky, and in the light of the fire it looked like a banner made of silver.

Volume 1: From Crazy Daughter to Saint: Chapter 57: Giant Spider Attacks

Obviously, Warcraft has no intention of keeping humans waiting for long.

Gradually, figures emerged from the darkness beyond the firelight, including deer, wolves, foxes, squirrels, badgers, wild boars with sharp horns all over their bodies... They appeared in front of people as if it was a grand review of forest beasts.

These beasts, which originally preyed on each other, now stood together harmoniously as if they were of the same species. A rough count showed that there were more than twenty of them, and the most terrifying thing was that they were still increasing.

"Um……?"

But standing on the wall, Sharlele discovered an unusual detail.

That deformed and disgusting-looking "wolf" was different from other horned monsters in that it didn't have many traces of horns on its body. But judging from its bulging muscles, huge size and strange appearance, its combat capability was beyond doubt - it was definitely the most difficult monster that humans had ever seen, and it was also vaguely the leader of these monsters.

"Why... does a monster without horns seem stronger?"

The thought flashed through Sharlelei's mind, then was interrupted by a howl that pierced the night sky. The mutated giant wolf howled to the heavens, and the surrounding magical beasts began to stir. Following the first fox's lightning-fast charge, thirty or forty magical beasts followed suit, like a pitch-black wave surging towards the city wall.

"Here we go! Everyone, get ready to ignite!"

Durenna swung her sword suddenly, and the guards standing next to the torch responded in unison, bringing the cloth strips that were stuffed around the mouths of the burning cans closer to the torches, just a breath away from lighting them.

At this moment, the monster running in the front has already hit the first line of defense in front of the wall - the thorny wooden stakes.

Through observing several magical beast attacks, Sharlelei roughly summarized their behavioral patterns. Their intelligence was low, even lower than that of ordinary wild beasts, and they were even less sensitive to their surroundings. Their frantic rush was driven more by pain and fear than hunting.

That's why the deer crashed into the city wall and died without any care last time.

As Sharlelei had expected, the sharpened stakes had indeed worked—although the nimble badgers and foxes managed to jump through the gaps between the stakes, the larger deer weren't so lucky. With a thud, they crashed headfirst into the stakes and were pierced through.

Even so, they still carried enormous kinetic energy, knocking the spikes fixed to the ground into pieces. The monsters behind them directly crashed into them, knocking them away along with the spikes, and continued to charge.

"The first line of defense has been lost!" a guard reported loudly. Durenna shouted, "Stay alert! Don't let your guard down!"

Then she turned around and whispered to Sharlelei, "Lady Saint, it's dangerous here. Please go downstairs."

Salaret nodded and smiled slightly, "You should be careful too, my knight."

Durenna was stunned, and looking at the gentle smile of the girl in front of her, her eyes couldn't help but light up.

"Yes!" she shouted, turning and walking towards the edge of the wall. Sharlene looked at her back with a smile, then turned and walked down the wall and came to the little nun at the foot of the wall.

Beneath the wall, the militiamen stood ready with shields and spears. If the monsters crossed the wall, they would be the last line of defense.

In the blink of an eye, after those nimble foxes and badgers jumped over the spikes and their feet landed on the leaf-covered ground, they let out shrill squeaking cries. Iron clamps rose from under the fallen leaves and clamped their legs tightly!

For a moment, the clanging sounds of iron teeth colliding and the screams of monsters were endless. Not only the small monsters, but even the wolves rushing after the deer were caught in the traps and fell down in a mess.

Looking out from the city wall, more than half of the monsters that had rushed in like a wave had already fallen. But Durenna knew in her heart that the remaining wild boars were the most difficult to deal with.

What's more, the "alpha wolf" with eyeballs overflowing from its eye sockets was still there and hadn't moved.

Soon, the monsters' rearguard—those horned wild boars—rushed forward. They pushed aside the impaled deer and mercilessly trampled on the trapped badgers and foxes, their hooves splattering their "companions" with blood and flesh, then charged towards the wall with unstoppable momentum!

Looking at the ten long-horned wild boars charging towards the wall, even Durenna's scalp felt numb.

During the nearly one month of guarding the wall and training, Durenna also learned from Nanned about the mountain people's experience in dealing with monsters before the wall was broken.

At that time, the only invaders were two or three foxes and badgers with horns. Even deer were quite rare, and the mountain people could drive them away and kill them with torches, bows and arrows, and simple traps.

And now...

Looking at the herd of wild boars charging towards her, Durenna gripped the hilt of her sword tightly.

Why did these monsters appear, and why did they become so ferocious? Even that terrifying monster appeared...

Then she thought again, if the Saint had not appeared, had not used the "Saint Mortar" to repair the wall, and had not trained these guards, and if Yuequan Town had faced these monsters in the same state it was in a month ago, then the outcome would have been undoubted - the wall would have been breached, and the monsters would have rushed into the town and started a massacre.

She shook her head, banishing the tragic scene of the monsters invading the wall from her mind, and raised her sword.

At this moment, the wild boars also rushed to the last line of defense in front of the wall. Suddenly, the ground beneath their feet gave way, and a ditch suddenly appeared. They fell into it like meatballs, squeaking and howling!

"Fire! Throw!"

Durenna shouted loudly and swung her sword downwards. The guards, whose nerves had long been on edge, immediately lit the cloth strips of the incendiary pots and threw them fiercely into the trench!

Along with the sound of the pottery jar breaking, kerosene flew everywhere, flames ignited, and a pungent burnt smell spread. Most of the wild boars either fell into the ditch or were stuck in the ditch and unable to move. The burning pot thrown at this time was like a barbecue in the earth pit, which ignited a line of fire with a whoosh and burned fiercely.

"Fire arrows!"

Durenna shouted again, and the spearmen retreated in unison. The archers advanced, unleashing a whirlwind of arrows at the burning trench. Fixed targets were easier to hit than moving ones, after all. After a volley of arrows, the roasted pig in the pit was left with only the strength to grunt.

"Then... the only one left is the 'alpha wolf'..."

Durenna raised her head and looked at the deformed wolf that was still squatting in the distance, not moving. She knew that it was time for her, the extraordinary warrior, to take action next.

But at this moment, there was another movement in the shadows in the distance, and a row of black shadows the size of foals walked out. The shadows were like balls, but they had eight long, thin legs. As the thin legs danced quickly, they rushed to the side of the spiked stakes. And these long-legged balls were like...

"It's...it's spiders! The giant spiders from the Dark Forest! They're coming!"

A guard saw it clearly and shouted. As soon as he finished speaking, one of the giant spiders suddenly raised its tail and shot out a white light, knocking him down to the inside of the wall!

"what!"

Durenna was shocked and rushed to the wall and looked down. She saw that the guard was covered with a thick layer of white spider web. His shield and weapons were stuck to his body and he could not move. He was struggling constantly.

But what made Durenna feel a little relieved was that the man shouted a few times and was still full of energy. It seemed that the spider web was neither poisonous nor corrosive.

After confirming that the soldier was not in immediate danger of life, Durenna turned around, looked at the rapidly advancing giant spiders, and waved her hand to take off the cloak on her back.

The situation has changed, and it's time for her to take direct action.

Volume 1: From Crazy Daughter to Saint: Chapter 58: Spiritual Awakening