The Principality of Rosad, royal city.

As the night approached, everything in the palace became silent. Since the Duchess of Red Dragon controlled the place, many of the original nobles had been deprived of their posts to farm in their hometowns. Now the powers in the entire public are her confidants. Although there are many people who are secretly dissatisfied with her, due to her strong strength, no one dared to stand up and resist her. Especially during this period before the Saint Catastrophe began, even the church was unwilling to interfere too much in the world. After all, the Duchess of Red Dragon did not do anything that was angry or resentful to the heavens.

on the contrary!

Under her rule, the Duchy of Rosad's force rose sharply, vaguely suppressing other nearby kingdoms.

The Duchess of the Red Dragon is very popular in the army, perhaps because of her amazing charm or because of her strong personal strength.

certainly.

If she had not been severely damaged by Sauron, she would probably have a higher reputation in the army.

Since taking power, the Duchess of the Red Dragon has won three major victories in a row. Unfortunately, these three consecutive victories were ended by Sauron in the Battle of Nusha Island, and the navy of the Duchy of Rosad was almost wiped out.

now.

In the quiet side hall, all the palace guards had retreated, and the only Duchess of the Red Dragon was in the empty hall.

"Hehe!"

A strange and frivolous laughter sounded, and then a hazy figure appeared, eventually turning into a woman full of charming and seductive atmosphere.

Judging from her appearance, she is almost stunning in appearance and has a temptation like a high-level succubus.

But if you look carefully!

It can be discovered that she is not a succubus, but a devil from Batto Hell.

A high-level devil of pleasure!

They are advanced forms of the Demon Demon, possess the bloodline of the fallen angel, and are the backbone of the Barto Hell.

These devils of pleasure are obsessed with seducing mortals to fall, which is equivalent to the simplicity and rudeness of succubus. The devils attach more importance to the depravity of their minds. They will brew for a long time and then harvest the fruit at the last moment.

"My dear Kalena!"

A charming smile appeared on the face of the devil of joy, and his plump red lips opened lightly: "It seems that we haven't seen each other for a long time! I really miss you a little!"

Speaking of this, she stuck out her tongue and licked the corner of her mouth gently, as if she was making a silent seduction.

The Duchess of the Red Dragon's face was not very good. She glanced at the joyous demon in front of her coldly and said in a deep voice: "Enough! I have provided you with enough souls. Don't want to hit me anymore, otherwise don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Gee!" A frivolous laughter sounded, and the devil of pleasure approached with elegant cat steps, put his bright red lips to the Duchess of the Red Dragon, and slowly said: "Don't be so heartless! I still miss the happy times I spent with you!..."

"You were very happy at that time! Aren't you?"

The Duchess of the Red Dragon had a plump breast and a slightly red face. But her expression was still cold, and she said in a deep voice: "Tell me! What do you want?"

The devil of pleasure stuck out his tongue playfully, and suddenly licked the crystal earlobe of the Duchess of the Red Dragon, then giggled and avoided it, and said softly: "Don't be so cold!"

"I heard that you have had some trouble recently. I came here to help you."

The Duchess of the Red Dragon turned around in confusion, and as the devil of pleasure licked her earlobe, she trembled all over, but it quickly calmed down. She said in a narrow voice: "Help me? What do you want?"

There is no free lunch in the world.

What the devil wants to give you will naturally get what you will get from you.

"Um."

The devil of pleasure tilted his head and stared at the Duchess of the Red Dragon with his wavy eyes. As the most seductive devil in the Barto Hell, her charm is not even exempt from women. She only saw her chuckling and said, "A better soul."

"Although you have provided a lot, they are all humble males. The males in your family have long been blinded by the **. Although they have good talents, they are too fragile, just like flowers in a greenhouse."

"This is the ** family."

"That devil was amazed even! Does the mortal warlock family play like this?"

The Duchess of the Red Dragon had a pale face and shouted angrily: "You're enough!"

Buzz.

An invisible wave of air raged, and the blood-red dragon wings appeared behind her.

"oops!"

The joy demon looked surprised and scared, but he approached lightly, as if he was not afraid at all, and exhaled like Lan: "My dear Kalena. Don't be so angry!"

"Didn't I help you control this family?"

"You can do whatever you want! Isn't it? Those guys' bloodlines taste good, right? They are really a group of stupid mortals! They want to rely on the bloodlines of their relatives to give birth to excellent offspring, but they don't understand that only the strong can cultivate real strong people!"

"Okay OK!"

"Don't be angry anymore. I came here this time and brought you a gift, maybe you will like it very much!"

"As for the reward."

"I think we can wait a moment, but you don't mind talking to me tonight, right?"

The devil of pleasure stretched out his tongue and licked his lips. A strange smile appeared on his face full of charming aura. The Duchess of the Red Dragon trembled and turned around to stare at her with a cold look.

The devil loves to play with his mind.

They will never be as simple and crude as the demon. The devil of pleasure turned around and came behind the Duchess of the Red Dragon, leaned his full breasts on her back, rubbed gently, and his slender and fair little hands stretched in from the Duchess of the Red Dragon's wizard robe. In an instant, the Duchess of the Red Dragon trembled, and a strange rosy surging on his face, and his eyes seemed to have a little hollow for a moment.

The voice of the devil of pleasure seemed to be from hell. His delicate body twisted gently, stretched out his tongue and took the earlobe of the Red Dragon Duchess, and whispered in a voice that seemed to have strange magic power: "I said no, but my body is very honest!"

"My dear Kalena."

"Remember the pleasant time we had?"

"Hehe!"

……………………

Treasure Island.

Sauron looked coldly at the indigenous tribe in front of him. Using blood sacrifice to worship the gods was to drink poison to quench their thirst. The more they reached the later stage, the greater the desire of the gods, which turned once a year and once a month, and eventually the entire tribe was dragged into the quagmire. The gods transformed in this form were basically evil pseudo-gods. Their madness was like the abyss demon, and the blood food completely destroyed their minds.

"attack!"

Under the perception of the gods, when the sacrifice reached its highest point, Sauron ordered in a deep voice: "No warriors should be left with survivors!"

The slave he needs is not a warrior.

It is difficult to control the warriors, so killing them is the simplest and most rude way!

With Sauron's orders, figures raided forward, and he himself disappeared into the darkness.

thump.

The dull sound of falling to the ground rang one after another.

Sauron's figure appeared one after another like a ghost. Each time he appeared, he took away the lives of several indigenous warriors. The arrow tower was quickly cleared and the guards had no power to resist.

Squeak!

The door was opened by the wanderers, and the elite pirates outside rushed over quickly.

Frantic shouts came from the front, and the fanatical sacrifice completely covered up all this, and all of this indigenous people were addicted to some emotion.

but.

The evil god they worshiped seemed to feel something, and a faint wave enveloped the place in an instant.

Sensation between gods.

The moment Sauron took action, the other party also noticed his traces, but as the evil god born from the soul, he was more restricted than Sauron in many ways.

"Shadow jumps!"

"Advanced acceleration!"

Sauron's figure advanced at an astonishing high speed, instantly activated the Lich Ring +5, and then appeared directly near the altar, wielding a knife to stab the indigenous shaman who presided over the sacrifice.

Puff!

As a stream of blood gushed out, the old native shaman was stiff all over and looked at the blade that penetrated from his heart in a daze.

At this time.

The sound of fighting came from outside, and the natives who were obsessed with the sacrifice woke up like dreams!
Chapter completed!