Succubus cannot be a saint

What did the Saint Lady just say? Not powerful enough? The hail of arrows from these magical crossbows seemed like a joke, wiping out those lanky monsters with a single wave of their hands... If that's not powerful enough, then what is powerful enough?

Are we going to put a hundred great magicians here and launch a volley of magic?

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On the other side, at the rear of the cult army's line, the priests of the "Mother of Dark Fertility" sect were also confused.

The overwhelming barrage of arrows just now not only flattened their vanguard army, but also, like a sharp steel knife, cut off the dark and murderous thoughts in their hearts of conquering the city of Field and offering blood sacrifices to the gods.

If they continue like this, not to mention that they will massacre the city and sacrifice it to the Mother of Monsters, it is even possible that the lackeys of the Goddess of Light will poke holes all over their bodies and use them as sieves!

The priests knew that the opposite side had crossbows defending the city, but these things were slow to reload, could not fire continuously, and had limited shooting angles. During the reloading period, the flesh and blood giants could rush up and climb up the wall.

A few days ago, when that team of "Holy Maiden Army" used repeating crossbows to kill everyone, although they were shocked, they did not take it too seriously - after all, the city wall was so long, and a few repeating crossbows that were somehow made were just a drop in the bucket.

But today it seemed as if the God of Forging had appeared, and the ordinary crossbows used to defend the city were suddenly upgraded to continuous-fire crossbows, and their power was much stronger than ordinary crossbows!

What the hell is this? Where did this army of Holy Silver Lily Banners come from? What is the Nightmare Cult, responsible for infiltrating the surrounding territories, up to?

Countless questions popped up in the minds of the cultists. And this time, the high priestess of the Dark Mother of Plenty, who was in charge of the rebels, could no longer sit still.

This tall and thin figure in a dark red robe sat on a strange warhorse with two heads and was two meters tall. He looked at the "giant arrow cemetery" at the front of the army formation and was unable to utter a word.

"High Priest, our troll vanguard has been completely wiped out!" A black-robed priest hurried forward, shaking the deformed sheep-head holy emblem on his chest. "Please give us the next instructions!"

After hearing this, the red-robed priest nearly fainted, his heart, transformed by the sorcery, almost wanting to burst out of his chest - "Do you need to tell me to destroy all the fucking flesh monsters? Just look at those dwarf cult soldiers, not a single tall one!"

"Release the griffons to hold them back, gather the troops, and use the archers and priests to defend and prepare to summon the mother's cubs." He almost managed to catch his breath, and a snake-like hissing sound leaked out from under his dark red hood.

Hearing the term "mother's cub," the black-robed priest was stunned for a moment. "High Priest, but isn't that the last resort..."

With a "puff" sound, a blood-colored object suddenly emerged from under the dark red robe and clamped the black-robed priest's neck tightly!

The black hood slipped off, revealing a thin, purple face with long front teeth protruding from the lips and a pair of mouse-like ears on top of his head - this man actually had the characteristics of a mouse.

What was clamping his neck was a blood-red tentacle with twisted flesh and blood.

"This! Is! The! Last!"

A hissing sound like a leaking snake burst out word by word, and the dark red hood of the "High Priest" also slipped down, but underneath was a head that had long lost its human appearance -

A cluster of tiny cauliflower-like eyeballs sprouted from the left eye socket of this "high priest." His right eye was intact, but a red snake protruded from his mouth. When he spoke, his mouth remained motionless, while the snake hissed and spit out its tongue, as if speaking human language.

After saying this, he glanced around, his large, small, and two snake-like eyes sweeping across the surrounding priests, piercing them all like poisoned steel spikes. The priests didn't dare to disobey his orders and quickly went off to pass on the message.

Soon, several teams of cult soldiers came forward, escorting several teams of ragged and trembling civilians.

These civilians, numbering in the hundreds, had been plundered from the infiltrated noble estates and the city of Field. Now being brought forward, they vaguely realized the fate that awaited them and burst into uncontrollable wails. But the sight of the high priest's devilish face silenced their cries, and some women fainted with a squeak.

"Rejoice, weep, you worthless pigs! You will soon become blood food for the Great Mother, and your flesh and blood will become the birthing bed for Her offspring!"

The high priest raised his hands high in the air, his voice full of fanaticism, and the surrounding priests couldn't help but reveal devout and trance-like smiles. They shouted in unison, the deafening sound waves rising higher and higher:

"Praise be to the Great Mother, the God who never forgets, the God who is insatiable, the God who gives birth to all!"

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"The enemy has made new moves!"

A soldier on the walls of Field shouted. The cult troops slowly began to retreat, and a dark mass of shadows rose from behind their positions. As they approached, everyone realized they were hundreds of half-human, half-bird monsters, approaching like a dark cloud.

At first glance, these monsters look like vultures, covered with shiny, half-rotten feathers, but their necks are the upper half of a human body. It's as if a group of cult soldiers wearing leather armor and with dark purple skin were sewn together with vultures.

Accompanied by the sound of flapping wings, the upper bodies of these vulture monsters were holding bows and arrows. Before they flew close, a rain of arrows fell!

"Shields raised, shields raised! Priests, deploy the protective barrier!"

The defenders on the city wall responded immediately. The infantry responsible for protecting the archers immediately raised their giant shields, and the priests also activated the barrier runes pre-placed on the city wall. A faint white light curtain covered the top of the wall, and the arrows landed on the protective shield, stirring up ripples.

"Griffin Knight, listen to my command and take off!"

Belea was cheered up when she saw this. Although the magic crossbow was extremely powerful, it was very bulky and not good at dealing with these highly mobile enemies. Now was the time for the Knights to go into battle.

...The main thing is, if they don't take action now, there will probably be no enemies for them to fight.

Following her command, dozens of black shadows rose from behind the city wall. Each knight and their griffin mount was equipped with special armor. They flew into the sky with strong bows in hand. With Belea as the spearhead of the team, they flew towards the vulture monsters!

In the blink of an eye, the Griffin Knights flew across the "dividing line" formed by the slender monster corpses. Before they arrived, the arrows arrived first. Berea, riding on the "Golden Wings," bent her bow and drew an arrow. A golden meteor shot out, tracing a beautiful arc in the air and exploding with a loud bang among the vulture monsters!

There was an endless stream of shrill screams. Berea tore through the vultures' formation with just one arrow. The Knights' rain of arrows followed closely behind. Then, one monster after another fell like rain and turned into meat paste on the ground.

These griffin knights are the elite of the Knights of the Radiant Feathers. All of them are at least at the level of junior extraordinary warriors. At the forefront are two intermediate paladins, Berea and Waldo, who can block the arrows of the griffin monsters with their body protection magic alone.

Especially Berea. After becoming a succubus, although she felt a little embarrassed in front of her fellow knights who were unaware of the truth, when she really went to the battlefield, she was pleasantly surprised to find that her sensory acuity had reached a new level. In her eyes, those vultures were as if in slow motion and were basically a group of sitting ducks.

...Is this the Master's gift? So wonderful...

After repelling those flying monsters in one fell swoop, Berea was in a good mood. When she looked around, she suddenly saw those puppet-like cult soldiers retreating and defending in an organized manner, as if they had given up the siege.

"What is the enemy doing? Are they going to retreat now?"

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190 is down again, I am so angry, what happened today, Shen He gave me three fires as soon as he came to work, right? It's really a Buddha

Volume 2: The Silver Lily of the West: Chapter 195: She Didn't Give Me Any Orders (4k)

The overlapping teams of cult soldiers retreated in an orderly manner, forming several rows of arrow defense lines. At the back of the position, several teams of black-robed priests slowly walked out with several long columns of civilians. It was clear that they were going to offer sacrifices to the evil god, and Berea's face changed immediately.

She suddenly thought of the disappearance of civilians in Field City a few months ago.

The teams of cult archers looked at the Griffin Knights in the air as if they were facing a great enemy. A team of cult priests arranged the sacrificial site in an orderly manner, and the remaining priests formed a square formation behind the archers. The purple-black light of the evil magic kept flashing, and the rich evil energy spread, making Berea feel a little numb.

She could ignore ordinary bow and arrow fire, but facing the volleys of evil magic, even with her strength, she had to think twice.

"Captain! Military order! Military order to retreat!" Just as she hesitated, Waldo's rough roar rang out.

Berea looked back blankly, her eyes passing over Waldo's face, which was filled with anger, behind his mask. She saw dozens of crossbows on the city wall slowly adjusting their angles and aiming at the sacrificial team at the rear of the enemy position.

Next to the crossbow was Archbishop Raymond, whose face was as gloomy as ice, and the officer beside him holding a command flag.

That was the banner ordering the Knights to retreat.

The moment she saw him, Berea understood that to the Archbishop, those captured civilians were no longer civilians, but "materials" for the cultists to sacrifice to the evil god.

He would destroy the common people along with the priests who performed the sacrifices.

So... what about her? What should she do? Should she obey the order and retreat?

In an instant, the sounds of the entire world faded away. Bereya stared at the banner. In this world, so quiet it was almost frozen, she could only hear her own heartbeat.

So quiet. Is this world really this quiet?

The next moment, her gaze fell on the pure white figure with a hint of anticipation. But the owner's purple eyes stared at her calmly, without any sadness or joy.

No orders. The girl gave no orders to herself.

Berea suddenly felt that this extremely vast and extremely quiet world was spreading out infinitely before her.

There are no orders, no one to guide you on what to do, there are only choices and the consequences of a series of choices.

Who am I? What should I do? In that moment of silence that seemed to last forever, Berea suddenly felt dazed, and then her ears were filled with Waldo's roar.

“——Captain!”

Yes. I'm the captain, a knight. The captain of the Knights of the Radiant Feather.

Ah, as expected, I still want to be a knight and keep my oath.

Waldo's roar seemed to bring the whole world back to her ears. She gripped the holy bow tightly in her hand and looked calmly into the man's dark brown eyes under the mask.

The moment his gaze met that calm one, Waldo's body trembled. It seemed like the first time the old knight had seen neither evasion nor shrinking in Bereya's eyes. For the first time, this young woman was looking at him with a calm and penetrating gaze.

"You go back. This is the order of the archbishop and the commander," she said clearly.

"Bereya, you—!" Waldo subconsciously wanted to roar, but facing those clear water-blue eyes, his anger was extinguished for no reason, and his voice became difficult. "You...what are you going to do?"

"I'm going to stop the sacrifice."

"You can't save them alone!" Waldo roared, but his voice trembled. He instantly understood what the woman in front of him wanted to do. "Fool! Idiot! Idiot! No one ordered you to do this!"

"I know." Bereya said softly, turning to look at the civilians on the ground, "But that person told me that I can give orders to myself."

"I'm sorry, Golden Wing. If we die, let's be buried together." She gently stroked the griffin's neck, then suddenly turned around and gave Waldo a childish smile. "I was kidding. Actually, she didn't say it. I guessed it."

After saying that, she pulled the reins and dived towards the ground without looking back, leaving Waldo in shock in mid-air.

"'who is she……?"

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The wind whistled in her ears, and Berea could even hear the squeaking sound of the crossbow changing direction.

She didn't know why she did this. She could even imagine the Archbishop saying this to her - for the entire war, those hundreds of civilians were just an insignificant number, a necessary sacrifice.

But what did it matter? Now she had given herself the order. At that moment, she felt as if the whole world was radiating before her.

She had to stop it before the ballista opened fire, crushing the innocent civilians along with the cultists.

The cult army on the ground was getting closer and closer to her. She could even clearly see the faces of the priests under their hoods and the magic shield they held up together.

Bereya drew her bow, her magical energy surging like a thawing spring river. Her aqua eyes slowly turned a bewitching crimson, and the holy light at the tip of her arrow blossomed like the sun.

The ominous aura in the air grew stronger, and the black-robed priests retreated. A figure in a dark red robe emerged, looking up at Bereya, who shone brightly like a small sun in the sky. His hood slipped off, revealing a distorted and terrifying face. A cluster of eyeballs formed in his left eye socket, and a red snake curled and screamed from his mouth.

"The high priest! The high priest has taken action!"

The black-robed priests shouted with joy, and the red-robed man raised a long dark red staff that looked like it was made of tangled flesh and blood, and laughed wildly with a hoarse voice.

"You've arrived just in time, 'Holy Bow Knight'! I've prepared a special gift for you!"

"Shut up! Shameless heretic!" Berea shouted angrily and shot an arrow, which was like a golden meteor falling to the earth and slamming into the magic shields of the cult priests.

With a resounding roar, the holy light arrow collided with the pitch-black light shield, instantly creating a dazzling golden halo. Air waves roared, and shockwaves radiated in all directions. Several priests standing closer to the center of the explosion were shocked, bleeding profusely and falling unconscious to the ground. Several black-robed priests hurried to fill the vacant positions.

The high priest, who was being pointed at by the arrow, felt no better. He felt a powerful magical force rushing towards him from the air, and he couldn't help but take two steps back. The small eyeball in his left eye socket suddenly popped open. His intact right eye suddenly widened, and a look of shock and anger flashed across it.

"Isn't this bitch just a mid-level super warrior? When did her magic power become so strong!?"

After the arrow was released, even Berea herself was filled with disbelief. She only knew that she had been assimilated by Sharlele, but she had never anticipated that her transformation into a succubus would not only sharpen her senses, but also significantly increase her control over her magical power. While her total magical power remained the same, her explosive power was even greater than before.

At this moment, he bent the bow and drew the arrow, and the magic power flowed. The smoothness and pleasure as if it were as if he were using his own arms made her both surprised and delighted.

Bereya took a deep breath, raised her longbow again, and gathered her magic power. But just as the holy light on the arrow tip lit up, a red light flashed on the ground. The high priest raised his flesh-and-blood staff high, and a dark red beam filled with an ominous aura shot out like lightning, engulfing her whole!

"Surrender to the might of our Lord! The Great Mother will grant you a new life!"

The high priest succeeded in his strike and burst into wild laughter, his hoarse laughter mixed with the hissing and shrieking of venomous snakes. The red light on his staff connected him and Berea like a rope, and the terrifying evil aura continued to flow into her body.

At that moment, Waldo, who was retreating with his knights, suddenly felt a strong evil aura spreading. He turned around and saw Berea wrapped in a dark red light. He suddenly shouted, "—Captain!"

The Dark Mother of Fertility's sorcery can manipulate flesh and blood, transforming ordinary people into monstrous forms. If Berea falls victim to their spell and becomes a demonic being controlled by them, the consequences will be disastrous!

Without hesitation, Waldo pulled the griffin's reins and turned to fly. The griffin riders were stunned for a moment, then immediately followed him and flew away.

"Stop them!" the high priest grinned, and the black-robed priests and cult soldiers immediately changed their attack, and a rain of arrows and purple-black beams of evil magic flew towards the knights.

"Come, Holy Bow Knight! Let me free you from this human body and let you bathe in the blessing of the Great Mother!" The high priest turned his gaze back to Berea and laughed wildly.

But at this moment, he suddenly saw a hint of golden light shining through the dark red light that enveloped the female knight.

"……what?"

In an instant, a loud bang exploded in the air, and the brilliant golden light tore through the dark red evil light, turning into a huge arrow of light that shot into the sky!

Bang! The arrow of holy light struck the cult priests like thunder from the sky, shattering the pitch-black magic shield. Several black-robed priests disappeared in the scorching golden light without a sound!

Suddenly, everything in front of his eyes turned white, and then he felt the excruciating pain of the holy light burning his whole body. The high priest couldn't help but scream out in pain. Belea's counterattack was too sudden. He had never thought that this female knight who had been trapped by the evil spell could break free and rush out. Without even a chance to build a defense, she was hit head-on by the brilliant holy light arrow!

The long staff of flesh and blood shattered into pieces, and the high priest was burned to a charred charcoal figure, lying on the ground with green smoke rising. The evil priests around him were either dead or injured. Those who were lucky enough to be able to move were terrified and had lost all fighting spirit. They fled in all directions, howling.

A figure soared into the sky in mid-air, its armor shining brightly in the sun. If it wasn't Berea, then who else could it be?

All this happened in an instant. Waldo and the Griffin Knights who were rushing towards them were caught off guard. They stared blankly at Berea flying high into the sky. The female knight's long aqua-blue hair fluttered in the wind, her skin was smooth and white, and she was still as beautiful as ever, without any sign of any change in her flesh and blood!

"—Glorious Feather Knights, follow my command! All forces—charge!"

Suddenly, he heard Berea's long howl, and Waldo was shocked all over. He then regained his spirit, shouted continuously, and led the griffin knights to rush towards the leaderless cult priests. Arrows fell like rain, and their formation was broken in an instant.

The leader... seems to be a little different.

Looking at the slender figure charging in the front, a strange thought suddenly arose in Waldo's mind.

At this moment, Berea was excited but also a little confused.

When she was trapped by the evil magic of the red-robed priest, she was also anxious, but for some reason, although the powerful and filthy evil aura surrounded her, it could not invade her, which made her confused and surprised.