I am on the Ark, a succubus, pure and innocent.

"Kazdel never gave them a choice, good or evil; they had no choice. But that will eventually change; things won't always be like this."

Vishdale silently tightened his grip, feeling the warmth in his heart resonate with the warmth in his hands, and felt that the little guy beside him was becoming more and more like the figure in his memory.

He said, "This will eventually change; things won't stay this way forever."

Unbeknownst to him, Vishdel placed his hand on his heart and whispered:

"So... little one, are you willing to be the one to change them?"

"Eh, me?" Bai Yue pointed at herself, somewhat bewildered.

“Why not?” Theresa sat beside him, her eyes filled with the joy of finding a 'successor,' and pointed to the Sarkaz outside the window:

“You could have killed them just now, but you didn’t. Not only did you not kill them, you healed them. Didn’t you see their eyes? The moment you healed them, hope ignited in their eyes.”

"Hope, what a precious thing it is."

"Huh?" Bai Yue was a little surprised: "Isn't it because they're afraid of me that they gave me those looks?"

Theresa pursed her lips, then chuckled, patted Bai Yue's shoulder twice, and said with a smile, "Little guy, you really should learn from your bastard ancestors and how they understood people's hearts, otherwise you'll be laughed at."

"Ugh..." Bai Yue's eyes widened. Damn it, that's so mean, glaring at me with my eyes!

Theresa chuckled and soothed him, "Alright, alright, if you keep staring at me, Vishdel will notice something's wrong. Hurry up and answer my question; it's impolite to stall."

"Tch." Bai Yue withdrew her gaze unhappily, and secretly made up her mind: Theresa, Theresa, you can be naughty for now. When I develop my abilities to the point where I can touch you, you're going to suffer a lot!

Vishdale waited quietly for his reply.

Bai Yue naturally couldn't possibly accept such an epic task for one person, so he replied:

“Vishdel, as I said before, it’s the same this time. Whether we succeed or not, we can do it together, and then…”

Then I can just stand behind you and try my best to slack off.

Bai Yue thought irresponsibly.

But Vishdale clearly didn't understand it that way. Her face flushed, and she murmured, "Can I? Am I qualified? Can I do this?"

“Of course.” Bai Yue felt her heartbeat with his palm and smiled, “Listen, your heartbeat is saying, ‘I can do this.’”

Wisdel's heart almost melted at the recognition. His lips trembled, and he couldn't utter a word for a long time.

......

Chen Huijie glanced at the rearview mirror and felt quite helpless. She felt that she was wearing so many little red hats that she could open a hat shop.

Logically speaking, you should break up with a man like that as soon as possible.

But this little devil of mine, he followed me here, risking his life to come. If I were still going to hold a grudge, I would have guessed it long ago. But what's happening right before my eyes...

Isn't that a bit too stingy?

Sigh, there's nothing I can do. He's my own choice. He might be a bit of a player, but his sincerity is as pure as gold, without any impurities. Since it's already like this, I'll just have to pamper him and indulge him more...

Froststar glanced at Chen Huijie with some pity. What a pitiful dragon girl. She probably still doesn't know how many good sisters her little boyfriend has outside.

Haha, I'm one of them too, then it's okay.

Suddenly, she felt something tremble slightly in her pocket. She reached in and pulled it out, then amusement spread across her face. She turned to Bai Yue and said:

"A bad news and a good news, which do you want to hear first?"

Bai Yue licked her lips: "The good news is?"

Froststar nodded slightly at the slightly illuminated road: "The good news is that we have successfully entered the core city. If all goes well, we will soon be able to enter the Sarkaz mercenary base."

"And what's the bad news?" Bai Yue asked anxiously, gripping Vishdale's hand tightly.

Froststar smiled and weighed the amulet in her hand: "The bad news is that my stubborn father seems to have sensed our whereabouts through this amulet. If nothing unexpected happens, he will be here soon."

"what?"

Bai Yue covered her mouth, her eyes filled with terror. Holy crap, those two sarcastic remarks she'd made last time...

Woo~

Oh no, that old man Deng is about to come and give me a piece of his mind!

"Um, just wondering, Frostnova, is it possible for you to throw this amulet away now?"

"Throw it away? Fine, just order me around."

"Alright, but you'd better protect me later. I bet your dad hates me to death right now. Explain yourself to me, and don't let your dad fight us, otherwise it'll be a lose-lose situation."

"...Oh, okay."

Chapter 88 The Succubus's Life Technique

Chernobog, Sarkaz encampment.

Within a circle surrounded by numerous Sarkaz, a tall warrior and a short boy stood facing each other, each wielding a weapon: one a greatsword, the other a whip.

Behind each of them, Sarkaz warriors displayed their bright banners.

Vishdel looked at the Sarkaz warrior who was standing opposite Bai Yue with some displeasure. "Damn it, Gregory, you're just a squad leader, what makes you think you can take my place?"

Hedley, couldn't you have gone to Lontinim to your death a little later?!

Now look what's happened; they have to fight to get their things back.

But...

Vishdel glanced at the Reunion Movement member nailed to the wall beside him and sneered. Gregory had done a good thing; he had long disliked these Ursus people pretending to be Reunion Movement members.

It's good that he's dead.

......

In the center of the arena, Gregory roared at the Sarkaz around him: "You, all of you, are traitors! You made me the leader, and then abandoned me after that bastard W came back. Just wait, I'll make you all pay the price!"

A cunning-looking Sarkaz standing nearby scoffed, "Come on, Gregory, you brainless idiot. Everyone was just joking, but you're the moron who took it seriously."

Then he turned to Vishdel and bowed respectfully: "W, you are still our leader if you wish."

"Fuck you!" Vishdel retorted. "I've already told you, I have a name now, Vishdel. If you call me that wrong again, you're dead!"

The cunning Sarkaz wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and nodded hurriedly: "Understood, understood, but Vishdel, even if you have a name, what does that have to do with this... unknown race's cub? Why did you let him challenge Gregory?"

"Cub..." Bai Yue's eyes darkened, and she turned her head to glare at the cunning Sarkaz.

The cunning Sarkaz instantly lost control of his body and collapsed helplessly to the ground.

Vishdel nodded proudly: "See? He is not the cub you think he is. He is a Sarkaz, a powerful Sarkaz. I recommend him as the next leader of the mercenary group."

"Don't rush to object; let's see what happens to Gregory first."

Having said that, Vishdel ignored the Sarkaz's whispers.

Chen Huijie helplessly covered her face, cursing, "Damn it! How did things get to this point? One minute my little devil was a model citizen of Lungmen, and the next he's competing for the position of Sarkaz leader."

Seriously... sigh, after being a police officer for so many years, she had never seen anything like this before.

In just one day, he went from being a law-abiding citizen to becoming the leader of terrorists. Who would believe that?

Frostnova glanced at Gregory with disinterest; in her eyes, this Sarkaz warrior was nothing more than a matter that could be dealt with in two spells. The most important thing now was that old stubborn man...

Clutching the amulet, she looked back, occasionally biting her lip and kicking her feet, making constant "tsk" sounds. "Ugh, so annoying! How am I going to explain this to that stubborn old man?"

He said his daughter developed a slight liking for the kidnapper after she was abducted.

Hehe, if that's the case, she guarantees that in less than a second, the gale generated by the halberd will graz that brat's head, and then it will be hard to avoid a fight.

Ugh, I'm so worried.

.....

Hearing the distrust from his 'subordinates' around him, Gregory, whose brain was not large to begin with, was blinded by rage and his limited intelligence made a judgment.

The kid in front of me is W's agent. If I kill him and then kill W, I'll still be the master of this mercenary group!

Holding this idea in mind.

He moved.

Before he swung his sword, his body glowed red, his muscles bulged, and the red light in his eyes was so bright it could be used as a searchlight.

He brandished his sword.

The movements were deep and precise.

But Bai Yue found it boring. With his current mental level of 17, he looked at this big, clumsy guy like a slow-moving turtle. He could easily make him wish he were dead by using the power of his Enchantment Eye.

But he was not prepared to use this kind of tension-free fighting style.

Not long ago, Lars brought him memories of his bloodline, which awakened the magic flowing in his blood.

In the distant past, succubi were considered close relatives of blood demons, sharing the same handsome men and beautiful women, the same blood-drinking and food-manipulating habits, and even remarkably similar magical abilities.

In fact, the succubus's abilities are even more cruel than those of the blood demon.

A blood demon can drain the blood from a person at most, but a succubus... well, they can make people's lives bloom in a grand way, a physical 'bloom,' and maintain their vitality for a long time.

Coincidentally, the dreamlike abilities he gained could also enhance the succubus's magical abilities, and their power...

Bai Yue raised her head, and with a slight flick of her right hand, pulled the Whip of Pleasure out of the air.

Gregory initially prepared to parry, but his primal instincts told him he could easily take the blow with his body, at worst only having some flesh torn off.

But the time he gained was enough for him to suddenly confront the little brat and plunge the sword down hard over his head.

Just do it.

Gregory abandoned his block and accelerated towards Bai Yue.

"..."

Bai Yue remained silent, simply watching the flesh and blood scraped off his body by the Whip of Pleasure. Then, he chanted ancient Sarkaz syllables, and in an instant, the Whip of Pleasure emitted a blood-red glow.

Then, a terrible change occurred in Gregory.

He remained frozen in the sword-wielding pose, his skin and flesh twisting and bulging with countless threads. In an instant, a tender sprout emerged from his flesh and blood.

Another second.

Tender shoots sprouted from his body, absorbing nutrients and growing rapidly.

Before long, surrounded by a large Sarkaz crowd, Gregory, who was originally just a burly giant, was transformed into a human-shaped flower garden, covered with thorns and blooming with bright red, exquisitely beautiful flowers.

Lars watched this scene from behind and felt his legs go weak, even though he didn't know what noodles were.

The Sarkaz warriors standing beside Lars looked at him with gratitude. In the eyes of this group of 'illiterate' people, Lars, who had informed them of the art of succubus in advance, could be called a prophet.

If it weren't for him, we would all be suffering the same fate as this unlucky guy!

Vishdale was also somewhat surprised by Gregory's fate, but he was not intimidated. He walked directly to the center of the field, raised Bai Yue's hand, and shouted, "From this moment on, he is my and your new leader. Does anyone object?"

The scene was silent.

Everyone was looking at Bai Yue, at his cruel eyes that treated life as a plaything (not really), and felt a chill in their hearts, but at the same time, they couldn't muster the slightest thought of resistance.

Thus, Chen Huijie's head was throbbing with pain.

Led by Lars taking the lead in kneeling (his legs went weak), the Sarkaz in his team followed suit, afraid of being late in kneeling.

The other Sarkaz on the field looked at each other in bewilderment upon seeing this.

Then, one of the clever ones took the lead and they all knelt down.

Seeing this, Lars instantly realized that it was too late to say he was just weak in the knees; he would die! It seemed he had to set an example once again.

So he immediately shouted:

"Long live the leader!"

There was a two-second silence, then the Sarkaz shouted in unison, "Long live the leader!"

Froststar's lips twitched slightly as she sensed the location of another amulet that was already within reach. She was somewhat speechless. "Heh, 'Long live the Emperor'? Let's talk about that after we survive today."

Chapter 89 Dad, don't blame him!

Chernobog, outside the Sarkaz outpost.

With the Sarkaz warriors making way, the towering Wendigo warrior entered the mercenaries' encampment without hindrance, wielding a long halberd, his immense presence emanating from him.