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

Chapter 762 Promotion and Assistance

Three sparkling beauty marks, arranged side by side, shimmered beneath Mistra's eyes.

She thought Rod was joking.

Rhodes stroked his chin: "I remember that the flow of time in the magic network space is different from that in the real dimension. Can you adjust it manually?"

"It's possible, but the magic network canopy is damaged now, so my adjustment capabilities and the time I can accommodate your consciousness are limited. At most, it will only last about four hours."

"enough."

"So what do you want to do?"

"Group sex, I already told you."

"you!"

Mystra's projection emitted a faint light, her long white hair, reaching her waist, was neatly combed back, revealing a pale blue holy pattern on her smooth forehead.

As always, she wore a white dress, with two blue ribbons that should have hung down to the ground in front of her, but the size of her chest made them stand up high.

She was trembling with anger and somewhat lost her composure.

Rhodes glanced at the ever-changing illusions around him, which now transformed into a scene of facing the legendary mage lord in the Fiery City.

He glanced at it indifferently, completely ignoring it.

"Alright, alright, I'm going to advance to the ninth rank."

"But you could be promoted now, or even two months ago, but you always stopped yourself."

"You've been peeking at me quite a few times."

"I... I'm just afraid that you'll expose our relationship, and that someone with bad intentions will use you to make me hesitate to act against them! I can't let someone scheme against me again!"

Rod smiled.

Slightly wild and unrestrained, she gently opened her arms.

In the imagined scene, the legendary spell "Explosive Flame" unleashed by the Fiery City Lord struck Rhodes directly behind him.

With a deafening roar, a burst of flames erupted, releasing black smoke, rubble, dust, and sparks of fire.

“I can indeed be promoted on the spot, and easily. Once promoted, I won’t care about these Igors at all. But the problem is, my Mistra, with my current abilities, such life-or-death situations are becoming increasingly rare.”

"so?"

"So, how could I not seize such a golden opportunity to lure a girl into bed?"

"."

The man's smiling face appeared sunny and refreshing in the brilliant sparks behind him, excessively handsome yet flawlessly pure.

Mystra pursed her lips.

She didn't know why the words "flawless and pure" came to mind when she thought of this man.

"So I'm your madam?"

"How could that be? I included you in my count."

"What are you thinking?! No way!! This is tantamount to letting your women know about our relationship! What if they use this to blackmail us?"

"Whatever you want, it doesn't matter if you're gone or not."

"you!"

Mistra was momentarily speechless.

Before she became a god, she was still human, and had some morals and girlish modesty. Now that she has become a god, she would definitely not be able to bring herself to participate in such group activities.

It's just that this jerk's attitude is really infuriating!
"There's no time to lose. Four hours isn't too long. Quick, I need to feign weakness."

"Damn it!"

The former headmaster of Bahadur, Ravin Ashton, angrily erected a magical shield, barely managing to block the surging plasma.

It throbbed, scorching the ground, air, and dust outside the protective shield, crackling and emitting a foul odor of oxidation.

The golden hair of the elf fluttered in mid-air, and her hands emitted a magnificent light.

A hint of rage was hidden beneath her icy, flawless face, and her blows were terrifyingly heavy.

He turned his head to look at the situation of the others.

The dog-people and the tree spirits each suppressed one ninth-tier being.

While suppressing a ninth-tier opponent, the succubus was still able to spare the energy to manipulate shadows to help other girls.

The most outrageous one was the halfling, who fought two opponents single-handedly and had the upper hand. He actually suppressed both the ninth-tier warrior and the ninth-tier mage who were fighting him in terms of magical and spiritual arts.

Fortunately, these ninth-tier beings are not at their peak.

First, he was brutally beaten by Rhodes, and in order to resist the overly powerful sword light, he used up all his [Super Magic Spell] uses.

In order to resist the plague field with a value of 135, the only [Truth Immunity] was used up.

Then they were suppressed by the "Moonlit Intimidation" skill from the shared skill "Group Hunt".

The girls were in excellent condition; the Guardian's magic circle primarily suppressed Rhodes, and they were minimally affected.

Each of them shared [High Concentration] and [Spider Perception], and at the end, Rhode secretly lashed out with a [Painful Whip] amplification and an additional +10 to [Dragon Scale Technique].

The suppression goes without saying.

"That forest ranger is one thing, but why are the other eighth-tier officials also so formidable!?"

Out of the corner of his eye, Rawn Ashton caught a glimpse of Roland Jefferson, the Thunderblade, and Zoia Jefferson, the Principal of the Royal Academy of Magic.

These two were actually hiding in the distance, healing their wounds and slacking off!? This sparked another wave of anger.

"Roland Jefferson! Zoya Jefferson! Come help me! Kill this elf!"

Roland Jefferson and Zoeja Jefferson exchanged a glance.

“Coming right now, Bishop Lawrence.”

Calliste frowned, just about to divert her attention to be wary of the two ninth-rank individuals.

Then a cursed ray of light shot through the air from the headmistress's hand.

She was about to cast a spell.

But the light suddenly shifted, piercing straight into Rawling Ashton's body.

The former principal was caught off guard in the heat of the battle and suddenly trembled.

The magic used in the spell was incredibly sticky.

He turned around in shock and anger, only to find Roland Jefferson's lightning-struck greatsword already slashing down in front of him.

There wasn't enough time to cast a spell, but there were magical items available.

A crackling sound rang out, and a silver force field enveloped him. The lightning greatsword cleaved a corner of its blade with a snap, but it did not harm him.

"Are you going to apostatize?! Ah!"

Dean Zoya completely ignored him.

Instead, she bowed slightly to Calliste.

“Miss Elf, we’ll deal with this person. Please find a way to help Mr. Rhodes escape.”

Calliste frowned and remained silent.

I had some questions in my mind.

But when he glanced at the man not far away who was locked in a standoff with the menacing Igor tribe's giant insect, he was extremely anxious.

That scoundrel is a bit too lecherous and promiscuous.

His strength is undeniable; it's rare to see him locked in a stalemate with an enemy for so long. The Igor tribe must indeed be formidable.
At this point, he didn't care about anything else and nodded to the two of them.

He flew straight to Rhodes' side, intending to check on him.

suddenly.

A magnificent blue light descended from the sky, turning the entire battlefield a deep blue.

Calliste turned her head in astonishment.

However, in the short time it took to turn her head, she found that her surroundings had changed drastically.

It is no longer a battlefield, no longer the city of brilliance.

It may not even be a dimension of reality anymore.

"Another dimension? No, that's not right."

When the light completely faded, what was revealed was a black space intertwined with a complex network of blue magic.

But she wasn't the only one in front of him.

All the girls from the forest were among them.

Like themselves, they looked around in confusion, their auras unstable, clearly having been pulled in from the battlefield.

Terri was anxious and immediately called out using Rhodes's nickname, "Little Carly, where is this?"

"do not know"

The bone dragon Megan looked up and suddenly shuddered, revealing a rare look of fear as he exclaimed, "This is the magic net canopy of the goddess of magic, Mystra!"

As a cosmic being from another dimension, she naturally knew about Mystra, who had been resisting cosmic beings.

Its power as the first god was extremely strong, and it was incredible that it could fight against the other dimension all by itself.

Just as she said.

At this time.

A figure enveloped in magnificent light appeared from above, majestic and holy.

But her face was not clearly visible; it was vaguely a woman with long white hair.

Huh? He doesn't seem to be in a good mood.

She snorted coldly and waved her sleeves.

The next moment, Rhodes's listless and dejected figure appeared, unable to even stand steadily, and he was about to fall down.

Sharon and Yuna were closest to him and hurriedly went over to help him up.

"How did you get so badly injured?!"

"Owner!"

One of them was angry, while the other was distressed and worried.

Rod, pale-faced, waved his hand, indicating that they should listen to him:

"I need your help to advance to the ninth rank and break free from the Igor clan's consciousness projection."

(End of this chapter)