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

Chapter 690 Maracas
The less-than-elegant encounter ended quickly.

Eve did not notice that her mother's makeup had completely disappeared. After a brief farewell, she led her trusted elite soldiers to the vicinity of Gekur village to receive the missing tribespeople from their hideout.

Rhodes didn't hide Eve's strange behavior from Lillian and simply said a few words.

Lillian, however, was somewhat dismissive: "The miscast body created by [Factor Adjustment] won't live for long. If she needs it, she can just take it."

“I don’t care about the others, of course. My divination tells me that the Tomb of the Thousand Throats is probably tainted with some evil god stuff from the First Era. Eve has been in the vicinity for too long, and I’m worried that she might have been contaminated.”

"The evil god of the First Age? What are you talking about? Mystra, the goddess of magic, was the first deity. Hey~ have you kissed enough?"

Lillian nudged the man who was kissing her neck and collarbone while talking.

No push.

The man's hands were also restless.

Ms. Naga's face flushed slightly: "We had a plan. What was wrong with you just now? Eve is still right there!"

But the man clearly had no intention of removing his lips.

They even used their teeth to open the buttons on their clothes.

Lillian sighed helplessly, forcing herself to look unhappy.
"I'm not leaving, sigh. Do whatever you want."

After Rhodes explained the matter of the evil god, she became serious.

Even within the imperfect ancestral magic system of the Naga on land, it can be sensed that the entire dimension of reality has not shown any signs of being modified or affected by large-scale domains before the God Mystraden.

While she couldn't deny that the First Age was an era teeming with evil gods, it didn't prevent her from knowing that something else might be influencing her daughter.

"Stop fooling around, let's hurry up and catch up! Hey, why didn't you say so earlier?"

“No rush. Gekur Village is a bit far from here. Even the land-based Naga would need half a day to get there. Besides, Terry went with them.”

The land-dwelling Naga possess a primal spiritual art that allows them to glide and traverse the desert; if mastered, their speed can even surpass that of flight.

"Let's fool around for a while first."

Lillian's scent wasn't as sweet as Terry's, nor as fresh as Vivian's.

For some reason, Rhodes always felt that the scent was incredibly fragrant and mellow when he just got close enough to smell it, and it was more exciting than when he smelled Terry's scent.

"No, we have to go find Eve."

Lillian was cornered by Rod and felt dizzy from his heat.

As she spoke, her long, black, silky hair was already tied into a ponytail.

He was slightly out of breath during this time, his eyes fixed on the screen.

When the two of them arrived at Gekur Village using the [Group Flight] spell, the sky was shrouded in darkness, and the clouds and moon were not visible.

Actually, if Rhodes hadn't asked for two more rounds of 'last time,' and Lillian hadn't indulged him so much, they might have arrived even sooner.

Heading west from Gekuer Village for about fifty kilometers, you arrive at a stretch of Gobi Desert.

Over time, wind action has blown away fine sand and dust, leaving only coarse gravel or pebbles on the surface. The soil has also been eroded away by the wind, resulting in a hard and compacted ground.

Not far away, they saw Terry leap halfway out of the shadows and wave at them.

Lillian is elegant and polite, and has always thought that Terry is Rod's relative.

After all, when Terry transforms into a boy, she looks like Rod.

Knowing that her relationship with Rhodes would inevitably become complicated in the future, she said apologetically and seriously, "I'm late, sorry."

Terry wasn't jealous at all, and gave a knowing smirk: "No need to apologize, just enjoy yourselves."

Lillian gritted her teeth and glared at Rhodes with shame and anger.

"Let's get down to business."

Rod tapped Terry on the head.

"Okay~~"

Terry affectionately took his arm, making Lillian frown. "Eve first brought the missing persons out; those who recognized the villages were sent back, and those who didn't were gathered together."

Pointing to a huge rock in the distant Gobi Desert, he said, "The miscast bodies that have undergone [factor adjustment] were brought here. A magic house was built there, and elite soldiers were stationed at the entrance to prevent anyone from getting close."

"Did you go in?"

Terry shrugged: "I was waiting for you guys, and my shadow spell isn't very effective at getting in."

Lillian said urgently, "There's no time to lose, I'll do it."

The mother-in-law, concerned for her daughter, didn't even bother to conceal her figure and marched straight forward.

When the elite soldiers saw that it was the priest, they dared not raise their weapons, but they also dared not move aside.

"What is Eve doing in there?!"

"Master Priest."

They looked at each other, utterly perplexed.

Lillian kept a cold face and didn't make things difficult for them.

An overwhelming ancestral spirit battle soul appeared behind them, followed by a group stun spell.

With Rhodes's Fear Aura following behind, the entire team was instantly wiped out.

Without pausing for a moment, she launched a brute-force attack on the magic chamber.

A magical light flickered, and the spiraling entrance began to appear.

Rhodes, being both a tank and a damage dealer, didn't let the girl speak first.

He strode forward and entered first.

As the light faded.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah----"

First came a scream.

Then a magical secret room, about 100 square meters in size and styled like a Naga bedroom, came into view.

A walk-in closet with an arched doorway and a hollowed-out wooden lattice screen, featuring custom-made brass-framed wardrobes and mirrored inlays.

A circular sleeping area, surrounded by sheer gauze curtains.

A dozen or so small Naga, each a different color due to [factor adjustment] and bearing obvious traces of being stitched together with other races, lay fast asleep, sucking their fingers.

In the reception area.

The teak low table inlaid with copper plates and the Persian-style cushions were pushed to the edge, leaving a large area empty.

Right in the center, a small to medium-sized magical ritual was drawn with a silver engraving knife; it wasn't particularly sophisticated.

Eve knelt down beside the center, and the snake's tip leaped up excitedly.

All four arms were pressed against the edges of the lines, desperately transmitting spiritual energy.

At the very center was a sand ball made of grit, with a gaping maw of sharp teeth taking up half of it, letting out a furious scream.

"Aaaaaaah!!! Eve!! You're dead!!! I'll kill you!!!"

Eve completely ignored its roar.

Startled, he turned back to look at the strange fluctuations emanating from the magic chamber, only to meet the bewildered gaze of Rhodes.

Her pretty face, slightly sweaty, instantly lit up with joy, and she beamed with a radiant smile.

"Perfect timing! Come quick, help me! I've caught a moron! He might actually be a god! Hahahaha—"

"Do you know what Rhodes is up to? This guy actually tried to tempt me with the promise of being second only to the emperor? It's utterly ridiculous!"

"I'll never let anyone ride roughshod over me! I'm the god, of course. When did this sand dung ball get a chance to be the god?!"

(End of this chapter)