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

Chapter 724 Fierce Battle and Original Flavor

The blade exploded with a piercing shriek.

The air was shattered, and visible vacuum ripples twisted along the sword's trajectory. Each strike carried the brute force to split a city wall, and the ground cracked and collapsed under the pure physical impact.

Zeno's body was torn apart like a rag, the cracking sounds of bones breaking echoing through the air, and pus, blood, and bits of flesh splattered out in a radial pattern.

The expanding air currents, carrying the residual sword wind, crackled and tore fine sword marks into the walls and the ground.

Zeno reacted quickly.

Exceptional physical attributes provided a matching speed.

The moment the sword light swept over him, his muscles bulged, and he retreated frantically.

That's why he dodged many swords, but he crashed into a tall building in the distance behind him, where he was buried by the collapsing debris.

Rhodes stood in the center of the foul-smelling blood mist, his sword glowing red from the high-speed friction.

Under the influence of the Spirit Seed and [Ability Sublimation].

Rhode's understanding and mastery of all skills have reached their peak.

Staying at the peak of the eighth rank for nearly two months is not without purpose.

It continues to refine spiritual techniques.

【Aetheron's Flash】 has gone even further than the original highest 【Twelve Flashes】, and has now reached the level of 【Thirty-Six Flashes】.

The shared skill [Slash Burst] has also successfully reached a slash count of 3!

Rhodes continued to approach at a leisurely pace.

Without even looking, he effortlessly raised his hand and unleashed a high-powered [Repulsion Spell] to the left.

Like a large shotgun blast, the white jet of air, mixed with ice shards and moonfire, swept across the sky, even scattering a large portion of the plague miasma released by the tall, thin man, along with the low-pressure clouds in the sky.

The tall, thin mage frowned: "[Repulsion Spell]? It can actually reach this level?"

He knew that the highest level he could reach was [Twelve Flashes].

But he was not a warrior after all, and had never personally experienced the process of learning this swordsmanship.

The [Repulsion Spell] in front of him was different. As a small spell that was very practical in the early stages, he must have come into contact with it before.

The man in front of him used an effect comparable to a seventh or eighth-tier spell, which shocked him even more.

Shocked. Shocked.

But he didn't think it was anything difficult.

The rotten wooden staff emitted a light.

[Ulcer eruption] + [Breeding ground for decay] + [Swarming of plague-ridden rats].

The next moment, a writhing shadow suddenly appeared on the dark horizon.

Then in an instant, it transformed into an overwhelming tidal wave, with tens of thousands of black rats surging forward.

The glossy fur gleamed with a wet, eerie light in the dim light, and the densely packed bodies rubbed and pressed against each other, forming a chilling living torrent.

After being blessed by the first two spells, the rats' eyes became like countless tiny red dots, and deformed diseases emerged from their bodies.

A foul, hot wind rises, and in the rolling black waves, rat bodies are constantly trampled into indistinct chunks of flesh by their own kind, only to be immediately swallowed up by the following tide.

Whitney Watson's face showed disgust as she completed the incantation once more.

[Echoes of Pain] [Soul Extraction] [Black Bone Curse Plague]
Another round of powerful debuff-type spells.

Rhodes shuddered slightly, his body flashing with alternating light and shadow.

He casually slashed a [Screeching Wave] into the sky, and at the same time unleashed a [Repel] spell at the swarm of rats.

The rat swarm, already shaken, suddenly exploded.

The sword wave shattered upon impact with the shields that the two mages had already set up, cracking open with a snap.

Whitney unconsciously took a step back in shock and anger, only breathing a sigh of relief when she saw that the shield was undamaged.

The tall, thin monk frowned and glanced at her, not expecting her to be so afraid.

"Even if there really is such a tearing force field slash, he has made a stupid mistake by not stopping and anchoring his domain until now. His feet are on the ground, so he can't get close. A spiritual warrior who can't get close isn't that scary."

"You'll understand once you see them. You can't judge this kind of person by common sense."

Bang!
The houses that Zeno struck exploded with a deafening roar.

His body was covered in purple and green pus and blood, mixed with dust, making him look extremely disheveled.

However, his aura suddenly surged, becoming significantly stronger than before.

Rhodes remained expressionless. He guessed that this might be a skill similar to [Hellfire Pump], where the more severely injured one is, the stronger they become in combat.

Ninth-tier warriors are all extremely tough and resilient, with top-notch durability.

"Hahahaha—that's exhilarating! This is the kind of battle I've been waiting for!! Come on, Ranger Rhodes!!"

Zeno laughed wildly like a beast, saliva mixed with black blood dripping from the corners of his mouth.

He smeared the pus and blood onto the axe blade and stepped forward.

With each step he took, a new festering sore on his body would burst open, splattering corrosive venom, and the ground would hiss as it burned.

Rhodes unleashed a Moon Domain attack on him, [Moon Curse].

Undoubtedly, a ninth-tier spiritual warrior with extremely high resistance also has the ability to forcibly grant immunity, and the immunity was successful.

"That's disgusting!"

He took the Dragon Slayer Sword out of his magic bag and held it in his left hand.

Without activating its chainsaw mode, the massive, bladeless door panel sword, weighing tons, swung to the side and smashed down.

The fierce sword wind, along with the shockwave, blasted the approaching horde of rats into a large crater, which was then quickly filled back in.

at the same time.

Zeno suddenly accelerated, bursting forth with foul-smelling pus and blood, its axe blade wreathed in ominous black mist.

Strong men and swarms of rats, a bursting plague and a persistent curse.

Rhodes was completely engulfed in an instant, leaving only the occasional flashes of sword light and the signs of a massive wave of swords surging within the horde of rats.

the other side.

Sharon, the dog-person, floated far in the sky, watching the scene below.

His teeth were clenched so tightly they were grinding, his knuckles were white from gripping them so hard they were clenched, and even the veins on his forehead were bulging.

"You stinking dog!!"

Terry rushed over anxiously, her little face scrunched up.

"You're letting your master fight three level nine opponents all by himself! What are you thinking!?"

The witch Demia also approached, glancing worriedly at the battle below.

Looking at her best friend, who was trembling all over and had a ferocious expression, she immediately understood.

Sharon is extremely protective of her master and her own people; she is now desperately suppressing her urge to rush in and help.

"Rhodes won't let you help, right?"

Sharon nodded stiffly: "He's an idiot who said he wanted to test his skills."

Terry paused slightly as she was about to rush forward, turning her head in confusion: "Did Master say that?"

".Um."

"That's okay."

The succubus, who always had great faith in her master, instantly smiled.

He lay half-reclined in mid-air, took out a large linen vest from his magic bag, and tightly covered his face.

It emitted a ecstatic hissing sound.

"What are you doing?"

Seeing that neither of the two Rhodes girls intended to come forward, Dimia felt even less qualified to be an outsider.

"This? I stole it from my master. He once wore this outfit and fought with Vivian, Penny, Chris, and me until dawn. It's one of my most prized original items~~"

"Original flavor"

"With my [Stagnation Domain] here, of course you want the original flavor? I won't give it to you. If you want it, go buy it from that stupid undead Chris."

"I don't want her. Chris? Why does she have one?"

"That guy took over the master's laundry work, and every now and then he would take a new piece of clothing that was covered in sweat and sell it to other girls."

"what?"

Demia was stunned, shocked by the Banshee's business acumen. "Someone actually buys it?"

"Of course there are! Yuna, Penny, little Cecilia. Even Mouse Girl Thirteen got one. Of course, there are also quite a few secret buyers."

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(End of this chapter)