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

Chapter 685 Kill
In the sky, a massive fireball, like a meteorite, streaked across the sky above the Guresh clan's territory at an astonishing speed.

The trail of crimson infernal flames left a long, surging black plume of smoke in the sky.

The land-dwelling Naga looked up, both in awe and relief, as the fireball streaked across their heads.

The light was blinding.

Finally, the fireball reached its destination—the heavily guarded priest's palace.

The exquisite dome, composed of hundreds of pieces of stained glass and decorated with murals depicting constellations, shattered like paper upon impact.

Colorful shards of glass rained down.

The expanding stream of flames exploded in the next instant, and the huge shockwave shattered the surrounding stone pillars, turning the exquisite reliefs into dust in an instant.

A huge cloud of dust rose from the center of the palace.

After a brief moment of shock, the startled Naga soldiers finally came to their senses and, ignoring the dust on their clothes, rushed straight to the center of the palace.

Footsteps approached in quick succession.

As the thick smoke dissipated, the soldiers were astonished to find that wisps of smoke were still rising from the edge of the pit, which was about ten feet in diameter, in the center of the hall.

From within the deep pit, a tall man, emitting smoke and exuding an intimidating aura, slowly stood up.

Rod grinned, exuding villainous charm:

"Where are the priests of the Guraysh clan?"

"who are you?!"

crackling-

Blue plasma exploded on the spot, and Rhodes disappeared instantly.

All the Naga soldiers were horrified to find that he had appeared before them in the blink of an eye, holding the head of the leader who had just asked the question in one hand.

Lift it high.
Even if Rhodes lifted them up, the Naga, including their snake tails, would probably be four or five meters tall. Even if he lifted them above his head, he couldn't get them off the ground.

The Naga are quite beautiful; even as a minor leader, they would be considered above average in the human world.

But that doesn't stop Rhodes from killing.

Bang!
Her head exploded like a watermelon, blood and brain matter splattering everywhere, staining the faces of all the Naga soldiers around her.

Ha ha
It's true that you have to catch the king first, but Rhodes doesn't mind killing a bunch of people first to create a scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood to scare people.

The expressions of terror on the faces of the Naga, whether vibrant or beautiful, became even more pronounced.

Rhodes burst into laughter. With the [Fear Aura] activated again, morale and courage were instantly shattered.

They all froze, as if they had encountered a powerful wild beast.

He showed no mercy to women; with a flick of his longsword, four or five heads fell to the ground.

"Bandits! How dare you?!"

A Naga dressed as a general roared and charged straight at him in a flash.

"Finally, someone who can talk."

Rhodes did not retreat when facing the charging Naga general, but instead turned around and executed a spinning back kick.

The long-legged heel intercepted the opponent's attack precisely in mid-air, slamming it into the side of the head. The opponent's momentum vanished abruptly, and the opponent crashed into the wall like a cannonball.

With a loud crash, the collapsed wall plaster and decorations rained down on her.

Of course, they held back.

The skill [Silver Hoof Rock Smash], shared from the half-deer Xiao Ke, is a permanent skill that gives all of Rhodes' kicks the effects of [Armor Penetration] and [Shock].

The mere use of the [Oscillation] skill here was enough to leave a novice at the early stage of the seventh rank completely disoriented.

"Do you even have a voice? Surrender and submit to the Blar clan."

Rhodes was direct and to the point.

"Bullshit! Even if I die, it's none of your business, you outsider, to decide!"

“You’ve got guts.” Rhodes stepped on her head, pressing down slowly but firmly, until her face began to contort.

The general Naga at his feet immediately panicked, her fierce demeanor masking her inner weakness.

"The High Priest has already contacted experts for reinforcements! They are on their way back now. If you leave now, perhaps we can pretend nothing happened!"

"Experts? Very well, we've been waiting for your experts."

Ignoring the seriously injured general, Rhodes kicked the overturned high-backed chair upright and sat down with an air of authority.

Terry peeked half her head out from the shadows: "Someone's coming."

"I know."

Rhodes raised his hand and unleashed a powerful [Repulsion Spell] at the hole in the dome, mixed with a large number of ice blades from [Illidan's Ice Blade Domain].

The umbrella-shaped, spreading trajectory of the projectiles surged upwards, instantly turning the already shattered dome into a honeycomb, revealing glimpses of bright sky.

The dome, overwhelmed by stress imbalance, collapsed with a deafening roar.

Immediately, a beam of light pierced into the dimly lit palace, and six powerful figures appeared high above, looking down at Rhodes.

One of them was a land-dwelling Naga dressed in a desert style, while the other five consisted of three humans and two others with features of other races. However, they all wore hard insect masks on their faces, obscuring their true appearances.

The heavily wounded general, writhing on the ground, was overjoyed upon seeing this, then looked at Rhodes with a mixture of hatred and satisfaction:

"It's too late for you to leave, you little bastard. I'm going to slice your flesh off piece by piece and let you watch it dry into cured meat before you die!"

The land-dwelling Naga priest in the sky glared angrily at Rhodes, who was wreaking havoc in the palace.

The scepter pointed downwards: "This is the person. Thank you all."

However, no one responded for a full two seconds after the words were spoken.

She turned her head in confusion.

The Campbell family members, wearing thick insect masks, had their faces obscured, but their exposed necks revealed pale skin and beads of sweat.

There was even a feeling of being on high alert.

sweat?
Jingmo is hot, but would five top-tier experts of the eighth rank be afraid of the heat?
Rod recognized the standard insect mask immediately and chuckled, "Campbell?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the five people wearing insect masks, Campbell, turned around and left quickly without looking back.

"Not...sir?"

The Naga priest was utterly astonished.

The heavily wounded general Naga stared wide-eyed at the snake-like figure. The five level-eight warriors, upon seeing this man, didn't even dare to fight him and turned to run away.
Pong!
The high-backed seat beneath him rippled and tore like asphalt under high temperature, while Rhodes's body outline blurred, with a pale halo around the edges, leaving only a residual image.

【Moon Shadow Step】!
The black and gold sacrificial sword slid across the neck of one of Campbell's men, and the surging spiritual power instantly ceased.

Without turning his head, he sharply pointed backward with his left index finger.

The pale, spiritual lines instantly traversed the distance and burrowed into the back of the fastest fleeing person, who stiffened and was thus imprisoned.

【The Curse of the Moon】!
At the same time, the vast purple gravity magic instantly formed a huge purple sphere of light in mid-air.

The Gravity Well arrived with a roar, and the excessively powerful purple magic suddenly contracted, pulling everyone in mid-air into the Gravity Well centered on Rhodes!

The sky suddenly darkened.

The desert's brilliance was obscured by thick, dark clouds, while a pale, illusory moonlight had somehow appeared high overhead.

The next moment, a silver-white pillar of fire with a radius of two meters crashed down like a giant beam of light!

The cylindrical flames slammed precisely into the center of the Gravity Well, exploding into a deafening burst of silver flames the moment they hit the ground.

Luca's Moonfire!
The eerie, cold flames and the boiling moonlight, like an execution pillar connecting heaven and earth, scorched the air within its range, creating visible distorted ripples.

The human figure, shrunk to a charred outline in the moonlight, fell to the ground with the wind and sand.

The Naga general, who was curled up on the ground, was unaffected. She looked at Rhodes, who was slowly walking out of the surging, boiling moonfire, with eyes wide with rage.

(End of this chapter)