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

Chapter 708 Assassination and Pursuit

The bustling central street and the three-story city hall were unremarkable and deserted.

Everyone in Coral Bay knows that the city hall here is just for show. If you really need to handle city business, you should go to the magnificent twelve-story office building next to the city hall.

And at this time.

Right there in the top-floor room of that luxurious office building, a violent and shocking explosion suddenly erupted!

A burst of dark green flames erupted from the window, shards of glass rained down, and the shockwave from the explosion shook the surrounding walls violently, sending debris and dust tumbling down.

The window frame was twisted and deformed, and debris and junk flew out of the window and scattered on the ground outside.

The dense spores danced around the flames, and were quickly engulfed by billowing black smoke.

Pedestrians on the road screamed in panic and scattered in all directions.

There are sharp-eyed people.

It was clear that the underground king of Coral Bay was blasted away by the powerful impact, his bronze-colored, blood-stained feathers scattered as he crashed into an adjacent building like a cannonball, still protecting a bloodied and mangled woman in his arms.

"Master!" *2
Terry leaped out of the shadows with Yuna and stared wide-eyed at the sight of a smear of blood on the wall that carried the scent of its owner.

Yuna bit her lip and quickly cast a spell, her delicate brows furrowing into a small knot.

The purple anti-gravity field was rapidly constructed, and the collapsed rubble swirled up.

The ranger's strong body held the petite and graceful harpy tightly in his arms, but her broken and powerless head drooping seemed to say that all of this was in vain.

Within two seconds, the flowing blood pooled into a small pool of blood beneath the two men.

Rod opened his clear black and white eyes and slowly sat up.

His face was covered in dust and blood, making it impossible to see his expression.

He couldn't help but pat the harpy's originally delicate back, but apart from the sticky, slippery flesh, he felt nothing.

Open your arms easily.

The woman's body tilted outward along with her arm, her beautiful, mature face, mostly shattered, resting in the crook of her arm, her only remaining lifeless left eye seemingly still gazing tenderly at Rhodes.

"It's psionic energy. I'm sorry, Master, I didn't realize she was being affected."

Rhodes shook his head and reached out to wipe the blood splattered on his snow-white face.

He was also unaware of it; if it weren't for the warning from the [psychic prophecy], he wouldn't have been able to let the two women escape in advance.

Several spatial teleportation channels with spider silk unfolded, and a mage shrouded in black robes emerged from the shadows, kneeling before Rhodes and Yuna.

Yuna didn't even glance at them.

Her eyes remained fixed on the huge wound stained with psionic energy amidst the tattered clothes and feathers on her master's chest.

She clenched her teeth tightly, her knuckles turning white from gripping her hands so hard.

Even the elf's ears, which usually droop downwards, showed signs of excitement and perked up.

"Go ahead and get busy, Yuna."

"But."

"obedient."

".clear."

Yuna turned around, her eyes filled with barely suppressed anger.

Rhodes was injured in front of her, and this time bomb had been around her for so long, even after her own master had visited her.

The hobbit chieftain showed clear signs of psychic manipulation; this was an assassination attempt specifically targeting his master!

She led several black-robed mages back to the floor next to where the explosion had occurred.

With a chilling sneer emanating from his pursed lips, he uttered, "Investigate!"

"Understood."
The black-robed mages responded solemnly, and spider silk unfurled beneath their feet as they vanished from the spot once more.

Yuna began to recall everything that had happened after the Hani chieftain entered Coral Bay, but she was clearly not very familiar with such matters.

"Miss Lily is a member of the Heroic Alliance. Perhaps we could ask her for help."
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Terry knew Rhodes was in a bad mood, and she didn't dare to say another word from the moment she dealt with the harpy's corpse until they returned to the forest.

But when she realized that her master didn't seem to intend to treat the injury on his chest, she couldn't help but tug at his belt.

"Master, your injury."

A small patch of muscle and skin was burned off his solid chest, and green psionic energy flickered and danced around him from time to time, making him look quite frightening.

"It's alright, I did it on purpose." "Huh?"

Rod patted her head.

The succubus didn't dare to push her luck and approach him today. She held her fingers together in front of her chest and timidly looked up.

"Really? It's not one of those scenarios where they don't tell anyone and secretly die, is it?"

"What are you thinking?"

His thick, calloused hands cupped her cheeks from the back of her head down, his thumbs gently stroking them.

It's like the finest cashmere, so soft you can almost sink into it.

Terri was slightly taken aback, then a sudden inspiration struck her.

The transformation spell was slowly cast, gradually transforming him into the appearance of the old patriarch, Harpy.

Two eagle claws pressed Rhodes's hand tightly against her face, and a look of intoxication appeared on her mature and beautiful face: "I love you, Rhodes."

"I'm not that fragile, aren't you afraid I'll project myself onto that image?"

Rhodes smiled bitterly.

Terry shook her head: "It's okay, even if it's a substitute, Terry just needs to stay by Master's side."

"Okay, okay, I have something to do and I need to go out for a bit."

"Ah, not including Terry?"

"I'm not taking you. We're going to another dimension, so don't come along, and don't tell Calliste, she's incredibly annoying."

"Okay, can I kiss Terry before I leave?"

Rhodes readily agreed, touching her forehead briefly before leaving and taking a few steps back.

"Not the forehead."

Blue and white soul mist leaped out from behind him, and the battle spirit of the fungal warrior Gorgon had taken shape.

Under Terri's sullen and dissatisfied gaze, Rhodes smiled and answered the constant calls from the fungal lady these days.

With a whoosh, the person vanished instantly.
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Spore bomb.

It was an extremely high-energy psionic spore bomb imbued with domain power.

The familiar smell immediately allowed Rod to recognize the source of the bomb.

—Mrs. Zugmoy, the Fungal Lady.

As the field of vision widens, it freezes again.

Rhodes appeared for the third time in the colony palace of the fungal plane controlled by Lady Fungus.

It still featured a glamorous red carpet, a collection of artworks on display, and a throne high above.

"Gorgon!?"

Zugmoy's surprised voice rang out.

She suddenly stood up, clutching her gorgeous scarlet dress made of fungal folds, and then her face showed fear and panic.

"And what about the human woman who abducted you?"

That is, Mystra.

From her perspective, she was happily tasting the new spores brought by her subordinates when an incredibly powerful projection suddenly appeared, severely injuring her and kidnapping her underlings.

"Thanks to your kindness, sir, I was able to escape successfully."

Zul'Gurub sat back down on his throne, his shoulders trembling slightly. "That person won't come after us, will he?"

It seems Mystra has left quite a shadow on you.
"No, I faked my death to escape; they shouldn't be able to detect it."

"That's good, that's good."

"By the way, Lord Zul'gamoy, when I was escaping, I was ambushed and seriously injured by people from the real dimension. I think I could smell your presence on them."

"Oh? Hmm, it really is the powerful psionic bomb I traded to the real dimension before."

"Your subordinate is known for holding grudges, may I ask if you know the source of the transaction, sir?"

(End of this chapter)