I'm a forest ranger, why would I enslave a succubus?

Chapter 678 Trial Launch and Unfamiliarity

Under the bright sun, the Death Desert is a golden sea of ​​sand.

The weather was scorching hot at the end of May, with the rising heat waves distorting the horizon.

Rhodes cupped his hands and looked at the witch standing alone not far away.

The scorching sun, which even the wind seemed to suppress, had no effect on her; the hem of her long dress moved erratically without any wind, fluttering in the breeze.

The syllables of the incantation moved silently.

Five minutes later, the arm covered by a long black silk glove was raised, and the fingertips tapped forward slightly.

In an instant, the sky was torn apart.

In the distance, a blinding bolt of lightning pierced straight down from the sky!

As the lightning fell, it twisted and roared, transforming into a giant blue snake with a diameter of three or four meters.

It seemed to be frantically drilling into the gravel ground of the desert.

With a deafening roar, the sand grains melted into glass in the intense heat of the explosion.

The scorching air burst outwards, creating a golden storm.

"Wow."

Even Teresa couldn't help but exclaim in amazement at what she saw.

The thunderclap arrived a moment late, a deafening roar that assaulted our eardrums.

"A legendary mage at the early stage of the seventh rank, wielding the seventh-rank [Advanced Thunder], yet its power has reached the level of the early stage of the eighth rank. A watered-down version of [Super Magical Spell]?"

Rhodes smiled.

Those who have mastered the ninth-tier spell of the Ring of Truth have three opportunities to use [Spell Super Magic] each day. This skill can directly and forcibly raise the tier of a spell by two levels.

Dimia took off from the distant desert hills and landed enthusiastically beside the group.

"How about that! Not bad, right!?"

"The casting is too slow. Not to mention the ninth rank, it's even three or four times slower than a normal mage casting the [High-level Thunder] spell."

Sharon the dog-woman crossed her arms. "Fortunately, the casting range of legendary spells is long enough and their power is strong enough, which makes up for this shortcoming."

Legendary mages cast spells more slowly and are subject to limitations in spellcasting systems.

However, considering that a level 7 user can use a stripped-down version of [Super Magic Spell], the two points mentioned above are minor.

"Hey, that's how legendary spells are, it's not like I can't cast spells normally."

Dimia didn't care; her chubby face flushed with excitement.

As an attack-specialized legendary mage, aside from certain high-powered evocation spells, the power of other normal spells does not increase much, and there is no longer the spell-casting advancement skill for arcane spells, resulting in a slower casting speed.

Furthermore, the complexity of their spells and the proportion of spellcasting materials they require make it difficult for them to master a large number of spells and use techniques such as [Dual Spell Combination] like normal arcane mages.

You could say they're in the back row of mages, the very pure kind.

"Speaking of which, can't it be recorded in the magic network spell slots?"

Rod was curious.

"It's a great pity, no, because strictly speaking, a legendary spell is not a simple spell, but a small ritual that combines eight auxiliary spells such as [Spell Range Overload] and [Spell Power Overload]."

"Like This."

Dimia smiled radiantly and affectionately took Sharon's arm: "It's all thanks to Sharon's wonderful things that I was able to successfully advance to the seventh rank. You truly are my good sister!"

Sharon still sported a cool low ponytail today, looking effortlessly chic.

She shrugged: "It's nothing, don't worry about it."

"That won't do. That medicine must be very expensive, right? How much does it cost?"

Rhodes listened with great interest and asked, "Potion? What is that?"

"A white potion, containing extremely pure and abundant energy, which just helped me get through the dangerous period of my promotion."

Dimia shook her arm. "But it seems there are significant side effects. Sharon forced me to drink quite a few bottles of sobering potion." Rhodes paused, wondering why that sounded so familiar.
Slow down
Yesterday, when I asked the dog to check on Xiao Ke, the half-deer, she secretly led me behind a big tree and personally squeezed a small bottle of [Genesis Dew].
Seeing Sharon's embarrassed expression, Sharon immediately turned her head away and looked up at the sky.

"."

Rhodes had to pull her aside and whisper in her ear, "You didn't know that stuff is addictive?"

"I know, isn't this exactly what you wanted?"

"."

"Just kidding, I've known how to make those kinds of addiction-curing potions for a long time."

Sharon couldn't help but laugh when she saw Rhodes's speechless expression.

I also felt that this man was too good-looking and smelled too good. I felt itchy inside and wanted to bite him, but I decided against it because Dimia was there.

"You're just going to betray your best friend like this?"

"How can you call this a trap? The magical potions we usually drink contain ingredients like toad eggs, insect droppings, and biofilms from various creatures. Those things are far more disgusting than yours, but we still drink them."

"But you should at least process it a bit. If you just force-feed it the raw stuff, she'll find out eventually."

"What are you afraid of? If you don't tell and I don't tell, Dimia is a coward and will never know."

"I hope so."

At this time.

Terry peered suspiciously at Dimia's stomach, then laughed, "Hey! Master, have you already slept with this witch? She has your essence inside her~~"

Rhodes and Sharon's expressions froze instantly.

Uh... I forgot this guy can smell vital energy.
Dimia's chubby face flushed slightly: "What are you talking about, little Terry? Rhodes and I aren't in that kind of relationship."

"That's true. I've been sticking to Master's side these past few days, and you're still a virgin, with no signs of being developed. But haven't you been handling things yourself a lot?"

"Aaaaaah—Little Terry, what are you saying?!"

Dimia blushed and hurriedly pressed her hands down on the skirt below her abdomen to cover herself.

Detective Terry stroked her chin, then a lightbulb went off in her forehead: "There's no doubt about it, you drank it! No wonder you were able to advance to the seventh rank so smoothly!"

Hearing this, Dimia was also stunned.

She wasn't stupid; she could easily tell from the color of the medicine that a large amount of sobering agent had been administered afterward.

His expression froze instantly, and his throat bobbed.

He stiffened his neck and looked at Sharon.

The dog, feeling guilty, tucked its ears back, looked up at the sky again, and whistled.

"Sharon!!!"
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The two best friends' playful bickering was clearly not going to stop easily.

As the flames of war spread, Dimia would occasionally glance over with shame and anger.

Rod wisely slipped away, leaving space for the two sisters to play.

He then gave Terry's face a thorough rub, making her whimper before stopping.
There were no screams.

The succubus loved being intimate with her master, and the more she rubbed him, the more excited she became, and her legs trembled even more.

"."

I don't bother with her.

Seeing that it was almost time, Rhodes decided to go to Quartz Town for lunch. There was a vampire-run restaurant on New Lank Street that he could try.

It doesn't sound very good, though.
pat-

Listening to Terry's coquettish words, just as I arrived at Henry's Farm, I was greeted by a familiar yet unfamiliar face.

A human little girl.

(End of this chapter)