Monster Girl Development Master.

“Yes, I am indeed very interested, thank you, King Wuguang,” Zhuang Sen replied. “Do you know their goals and reasons? How many people are there?”

The Heartless King, having come prepared, answered easily: "According to my intelligence, there are a total of thirteen fully loaded, largest-sized aircraft. Their code name in the Holy Church is [Divine Throne]. Theoretically, they can carry 2,600 people. In addition, five of them also carry their largest war chariots, [Divine Might]. I don't know if they are carrying people, but the power of these machines alone is no less than that of juvenile demons. Although it probably won't be a problem for you, don't forget that they also have the technology to seal bloodlines. Be careful."

"I understand, thank you." Zhuang Sen hung up the call, put the communicator back in his pocket, and sighed, "It seems that my brother-in-law has not given up on his dream of becoming king, and has actually found the only feasible way for him."

Celine and Serafina spread their dragon wings and came to either side of Johnson. They were not surprised by Gloria's actions, but were concerned about something else: "The key point is, what did he use to convince the Holy Kingdom to support him, and even be willing to send troops to him from such a distance?"

“What else could it be but the [Transformation]?” Ling Ning revealed her exquisite features and gave the answer. “The Fallen Star Kingdom only has this one left, something that the Holy Kingdom values ​​so much.”

Gazing at the gradually clearing Grandia, the capital city of the fallen star, Zhuang Sen sighed, "It seems a father truly understands his son's worth; otherwise, it would be too late for us to get there now." Since Baroo was preparing to entrust the artifact to Zhuang Sen, he had naturally explained the protective measures he had set up, hence Zhuang Sen's sigh. However, after his sigh, Zhuang Sen's previous leisurely demeanor vanished, and layers of light began to shimmer around him. "Hold on tight, my dear wives, it's time to accelerate!"

Lysander immediately hugged her wings tightly, her green mane turning pale gold in the holy light; Piper buried her face in Johnson's arm, only her two furry ears showing; Celine and Serafina's dragon wings also fully unfolded, their scales taut, keeping up with Johnson's accelerating speed; the buzzing of the Glass Song became more rapid, the light patterns in its transparent body flowing faster; Zero clung even tighter, its semi-transparent body conforming to Johnson's waistline to avoid being scattered by the high-speed airflow.

……

“We need to speed things up, Johnson Leon is coming.”

In the dark and silent labyrinth, the impeccably white-robed Fero suddenly spoke, causing Gloria, who was walking ahead, to pause. However, this dutiful son did not question how this agent of the gods had received the information in this underground labyrinth, nor did he inquire about the whereabouts of the army promised by the Holy Kingdom, because these questions were now meaningless. From the moment he brought this spy of the Holy Kingdom into the labyrinth, he had no way out. Even if it were Johnson Leon who came, or even if it were Baroque who returned and discovered this scene, he would only punch him in the head.

His only option now was to find the artifact as quickly as possible. Whether he used its power to gain the strength to protect himself and defend the capital, or he used it to relocate to the Holy Kingdom and pray that the Holy Kingdom could defeat Zhuang Sen and his lackeys, allowing him to smoothly succeed as the King of Fallen Star, either option was acceptable to him. So after pausing, his pace quickened. The power of the Earth Titan surged within him, each step causing the ground to tremble slightly, his footprints sinking deep into the dusty stone slabs. His breathing was rapid, his chest heaving, but his eyes were filled with fervor—and, perhaps it was just his imagination, the call echoing in his heart seemed to become clearer with his urgency, pointing in a more precise direction. It was as if the artifact was guiding him, telling him, "You are the true master."

"Almost there...almost there..." Gloria murmured to himself, quickening his pace. He could feel the aura of the divine artifact ahead, its intoxicating power making his blood boil. He could almost see himself grasping the artifact, gaining power beyond anything, trampling Zhuang Sen under his feet, sitting on the throne of the Fallen Star Kingdom, and receiving the adoration of everyone.

This must be the guidance of the divine artifact! Indeed, he is it; he is the true master of the divine artifact! Only he can unleash its true power, and he will become a god!

The power of the Earth Titan's third awakening erupted once more. Gloria strode forward, sprinting towards the location guided by the artifact, resolutely traversing each fork in the road. The Philo, though bewildered by Gloria's madness, could only increase the output of their leg structures to keep pace, their heavy footsteps echoing through the dark, silent underground labyrinth. Finally, after running for three hours, twenty-five minutes, and eighteen seconds, they arrived at an archway, from which shone a light distinctly different from that of torches.

However, at this moment, Gloria suddenly stopped. He could vaguely hear footsteps coming from the archway in front of him, and... a familiar aura? His heart clenched, and an ominous premonition surged into his heart.

"What's wrong?" the Ferro asked, his voice devoid of emotion, as if a machine were speaking.

Gloria didn't answer, but clenched his fist, the power of the Earth Titan gathering in his palm, gleaming with an earthy yellow light. He took a deep breath, strode towards the archway ahead—whoever dared to block his path, he would crush them with his own hands!

The moment Gloria passed through the archway, her pupils contracted sharply, and her blood seemed to freeze in that instant.

Before them stood an incredibly vast hall, its dome so high it seemed to reach the horizon, its walls inlaid with luminous crystals that illuminated the entire space. On the high platform in the center of the hall, adorned with golden patterns and red silk, it appeared extravagant and opulent. And atop the platform, a pink heart-shaped object lay silently, radiating a mesmerizing light. Even someone utterly oblivious, devoid of any understanding, even those unfamiliar with the concepts of artifacts and treasures, would immediately recognize upon seeing it as the most precious, powerful, and beautiful treasure in the world! This was the heirloom artifact of the Fallen Star Kingdom, which Gloria had so desperately desired.

But at this moment, seeing it, Gloria felt no joy whatsoever; instead, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, because seven more people had appeared in front of the artifact. Gloria recognized five of them, especially the handsome man who was reaching for the artifact—he would remember him even if he were reduced to ashes.

"Johnson Leon—!!!"

A blood-curdling roar erupted from Gloria's mouth. His eyes were wide open, bloodshot, staring intently at Zhuang Sen, his body trembling violently with rage. "How could you be here! How could you possibly be here!!!" He had clearly followed the artifact's guidance, avoiding all the traps, and rushed here at breakneck speed. How could Zhuang Sen have gotten there first? And shouldn't Zhuang Sen still be in White City? How could he suddenly appear here?

Actually, he had been there for quite a while, but Zhuang Sen, who had deliberately struck a pose before Gloria arrived, turned to look at him and said casually, "Oh, so you still chose to disobey your father's orders, Gloria. That's a good thing. And I guess what you want to ask is why I got here before you. You should already know the answer, don't you?"

Zhuang Sen placed his hand on the [Relic - Transcendence Transformation], and a pink light bloomed. Zhuang Sen's voice seemed to become erratic in the light effect, but it still caused great harm to Gloria, because Zhuang Sen said, "Of course, it was Baroo who gave his beloved daughter and son-in-law the key to the direct passage. You don't have it, do you?"

Chapter 340: The Female Succubus is an Indispensable Element

Pink light flowed like water across the vast, mysterious hall, dyeing the luminous crystals on the stone walls a soft pinkish-white. Even the air was filled with a faint, sweet fragrance, making it feel as if one had stepped into a meticulously decorated young girl's boudoir. Gloria, like a defeated dog who had strayed into forbidden territory, stood tense and out of place in this pink light. His expression was like a spilled palette—veins bulging in his rage, teeth clenched in anger, eyes reddening in resentment, lips drooping in sorrow, pupils unfocused in despair, and finally, all emotions coalesced into a knot, frozen in utter despair. This middle-aged man, who was actually quite handsome, slumped, his shoulders hunched as if all strength had been drained from him, even his clenched fists slowly loosening, clearly having given up the struggle.

He knew all too well that he had absolutely no chance of snatching the artifact from Zhuang Sen—it was the artifact of a fifth-level bloodline user who could single-handedly kill Esther and suppress the entire White City! If the army promised by the Holy Kingdom could arrive in time, he might be able to put up a fight in an open area, but now, facing him head-on in this narrow hall, he wasn't confident he could win against Zhuang Sen, let alone Celine and Serafina, who were watching him with cold eyes not far away. Especially Serafina; the aura emanating from that woman far surpassed his, faintly revealing the pressure of a fourth awakening, which made his heart tighten just by feeling it.

"As long as you're alive, there's a chance..." Gloria murmured to himself, trying to convince himself with this phrase. Giving up the fight might save his life; as long as he was alive, there was always a chance to make a comeback—but he never expected that the so-called "opportunity" would come so quickly.

Just as he stared at the ground, lost in despair, the soft, scattered pink light suddenly moved! The light seemed to come alive, coalescing into a tangible beam that gently pushed away Zhuang Sen's hand that was resting on the artifact. Gloria's eyes widened abruptly, a glint of light instantly igniting in her dark pupils: "Could it be... that the artifact has recognized me as its master? It won't accept anyone else's touch!"

A desperate obsession drove him to cling to this "lifeline," pushing his self-brainwashing to its extreme. As if responding to his expectations, the pink light erupted once more, this time directly surging towards Zhuang Sen—large patches of "injuries" instantly appeared on Zhuang Sen's body, his skin reddening as if scorched by flames, or strangely mottled as if stained with acid. Even he couldn't help but let out a muffled groan; clearly, these were not feigned minor injuries, but genuine damage! What delighted Gloria even more was that the pink light continued to intensify, engulfing even Celine, Serafina, and the other women around Zhuang Sen, leaving only a faint, pulsating glow in the hall.

As expected, the divine artifact is on my side! Its power is far greater than what it previously displayed! I, I, I am the true master of the divine artifact, the King of Fallen Stars!

In stark contrast to his ecstatic joy, the Ferro man beside him showed surprise for the first time—though his expression remained stiff, the mechanical glint in his eyes flickered noticeably. The intelligence he received from the Ferro world clearly stated that Zhuang Sen was the chosen ruler of the Monster Girl world, yet this scene contradicted it entirely: the relic of the Monster Girl world was rejecting its ruler? Was this person an imposter? Or was this relic not from the Monster Girl world at all?

The Ferro looked down at the gem at the top of his scepter—the detector's light was steady, indicating the information was correct. The only possibility was… “internal strife.” This term, so familiar to the Ferro who had experienced seventy-three world wars, instantly formed in his logic module. The social structure of the monster girl world was inherently backward, with a complex mix of races and groups, making irreconcilable hatred all the more normal. If the current Ferros weren't all “brand new,” they would probably have already descended into infighting—which is precisely why the Ferro world chose to purify new individuals rather than let them inherit the grudges of the old era.

Having figured this out, the Philo relaxed his guard, quietly retreating a few steps and hiding in the shadows of the hall, keeping only one eye on the scene, ready to observe the situation at any moment. But as soon as he retreated behind a stone pillar, a sharp pain suddenly shot through the back of his neck—with a soft "smack," he was pinned to the ground before he even had a chance to resist, and his consciousness instantly went dark.

He was pinned to the ground and then lost consciousness.

"It's all done, honey."

Serafina's icy voice pierced through the hazy pink mist, like a bucket of ice water poured directly over Gloria's head. He froze, his ecstatic smile frozen on his face, staring blankly as the light gradually dissipated—only to see Zhuang Sen standing unharmed, his hand once again resting on the heart-shaped artifact. The artifact, which had been "fiercely resisting" just moments before, was now as docile as a kitten, slowly shrinking to the size of his palm, settling in Zhuang Sen's hand, leaving only a faint pink halo that danced gently at his fingertips.

The hope that had just been ignited was extinguished in an instant, leaving not even ashes.

Gloria watched this scene with utter despair, her lips trembling as if she wanted to say something, but no sound came out. Suddenly, a cloyingly sweet and irritating voice rang out, filled with undisguised arrogance: "Trash~ Trash~ You think you're liked just because you played a couple of recordings~ You don't really think this princess would like a country bumpkin, cowardly, ugly, pathetic middle-aged cannon fodder like you~ Don't you even know to take a piss and look in the mirror~ Trash~ Weakling~ Maggot~ You're utterly worthless, not even a hair's breadth of my dear Master Zhuang Sen's trash~"

At the sound, a pink-haired girl hopped to Zhuang Sen's side. She was wearing a tight black leather outfit, but her almost nonexistent chest made what should have been a very sexy outfit look like children's clothing; and her naturally arrogant and domineering demeanor ruined the natural cuteness brought by her delicate round face and one canine tooth, making one just want to punch her in the stomach.

This is the [Relic - Transcendence], or rather, the [Succubus] Lillianu. Long before Gloria entered, Zhuang Sen had already successfully retrieved her, and even "trained" this temperamental little devil along the way. Everything that had just happened was merely a meticulously planned performance, designed to lure out and capture the Ferro people following Gloria. The reason for going through such a long detour was to prevent the Ferro people from realizing something was amiss and self-destructing, summoning the Ferro world's consciousness—Zhuang Sen didn't currently have hundreds of nests to help him withstand the Ferro world, and he was more interested in obtaining complete intelligence records of the Holy Kingdom's current situation.

However, Lillianu was not included in his plan to sing "The Little Devil Song"; this was entirely her personal decision.

However, the effect was remarkable—Grea's face visibly turned deathly pale, as if all the color had been drained from him in an instant. Even when Celine wrapped his body with the "fire rope" formed from flames, he showed no reaction whatsoever. It wasn't until Serafina dragged the unconscious Fero over that a faint glimmer of light appeared in his eyes, as if he still clung to a last shred of hope.

“My dear, let me handle Gloria.” Serafina looked at Johnson with a hint of worry in her eyes. She knew Johnson was always gentle with those around him, and worried that he might show leniency towards Gloria out of consideration for her relationship with Celine. But Gloria’s collusion with the Holy Kingdom and his coveting of the artifact had already proven him to be a huge hidden danger, and only by completely eliminating him could the problem be prevented from recurring.

"What are you thinking, you idiot?" Zhuang Sen chuckled and ruffled her hair. "If anyone should be making a move, it should be me." Although he had killed both his "fake" father and "fake" brother, he wouldn't mind having another "brother-in-law," but considering Barroo's feelings, he decided to spare Greya's life—letting Barroo handle it himself was the most appropriate choice. Of course, he wouldn't leave any potential problems behind.

At this moment, Gloria was once again plunged into despair due to the Philo's unconsciousness, too lazy to even lift his head. Zhuang Sen slowly walked up to him, a light blue glow emanating from his fingertips—that was the power of [Pure Purification], far beyond simply extracting blood from corpses! The light enveloped Gloria's body, and the power of his [Earth Titan] bloodline was being drawn out of him little by little along with the light, like a deflated balloon, his body gradually going limp.

"No... my power..." Gloria felt the power within her body draining away, her vision went black, and she completely lost consciousness, her last struggle proving futile.

"Let's go, let's go back." Zhuang Sen put away his light and turned to look at Lillian. The little brat was still standing on tiptoe, looking all "I'm so awesome." He reached out and slapped her pert little bottom—with a soft "smack," her pink buttocks instantly flushed red and trembled slightly.

Lillian shuddered as she was slapped, pursing her lips and letting out a seductive hum. Her slender tail, with a heart-shaped tip, wrapped around Zhuang Sen's calf, and then gently rubbed the tip of her tail against the back of his hand that held her delicate little foot. Her eyes were full of sly smiles.

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Author's Note: I originally planned to write a section on how to train the little female succubus first, but I've decided to skip it. I'll start with the succubus tomorrow. Update Status: Monthly Tickets 18/50, Request Tickets 0/50, Donations 500/5000

Chapter 341: Prank (5699 words)

Inside the Night Retreat Hall of the Fallen Star Palace, the candlelight of the brass candlesticks flickered gently, casting the shadows of the long table into delicate patterns on the marble floor. The warm stone surface reflected a warm yellow glow, and fresh star orchids in a gilded vase in the corner emitted a faint, sweet fragrance, mingling with the unique scents of the monster girls—Lisander's herbal aroma, Piper's milky scent, and the warm ambergris of the red dragon sisters—subtly softening the solemnity of the meeting place and adding a touch of gentle life.

Zhuang Sen and his group sat down around the long table. Unusually, the monster girls didn't cling to Zhuang Sen, as they didn't know when the enemy might suddenly appear. Thanks to the letter Baroo had written beforehand, and with the presence of Celine and Serafina, both of whom were of royal blood, Zhuang Sen's takeover of the palace and capital went far more smoothly than expected. As for Gloria, who had lost his [Earth Titan] bloodline and was practically useless, he seemed to be invisible in the hall—even the most steadfast members of the First Prince's faction tacitly avoided mentioning his name, as if he had never existed.

Since they didn't come looking for trouble, Zhuang Sen didn't bother with them anymore. Baro and Serafina would handle the rest.

Now, he wanted to focus on dealing with the Ferro World, and the first priority was naturally the Holy Kingdom's combined arms army that King Wuguang had reported. This was an excellent opportunity to verify the specific power of the Ferro World's technological weapons, to verify the changes in these Ferro World technologies under the rules of the Monster Girl World, and most importantly, to verify the difference in combat power between Zhuang Sen's army and these other armies.

Yes, Zhuang Sen doesn't intend to directly confront this army himself, because he only has one. Even including Dantalian, Zero, Rurige, and the other monster girls who will eventually evolve to level five bloodlines, it's impossible for him to deal with the forces of "an entire world." Moreover, the extreme suppression of bloodlines in the Ferro world makes it impossible for Zhuang Sen to choose to decapitate the elite forces. He can only adopt a steady approach, building nests to allow the monster girl world to cover the Ferro world.

Of course, Zhuang Sen didn't intend to use his army as cannon fodder for experiments. With a full set of rune equipment and items, and enhanced by various magic potions, the army of the Monster Girl World was not without a fighting chance against the Ferro people. If firearms were truly invincible, the Ferro people wouldn't need to lie low; they could just circle around and attack directly.

The only problem now is which army to send to fight.

Are they the Azure Star Guards who stayed behind at the palace, the guards of the capital city of Grandia, the Red Dragon Guards left behind by Serafina, or the private armies of various lords?

“I suggest sending the Red Dragon Guards,” Serafina spoke first, her red hair falling over her shoulders, her fingertips unconsciously tracing the carved patterns on the edge of the table. Her considerations were straightforward: whether as Zhuang Sen's wife, a monster girl, or even the queen of the Fallen Star Kingdom, she would inevitably have to fight the Fero people, and the Red Dragon Guards, as her private army, would inevitably be deployed to the battlefield. This was a good opportunity for them to hone their skills and rehearse. Ultimately, an army must be tempered in the fires of war to become a true elite; mere observation is useless.

Celine, however, thought differently. Her idea was straightforward: as Serafina's private army, the Red Dragon Guards should naturally be preserved as much as possible, especially on the eve of a major battle. They shouldn't be used as test subjects. So she suggested, "Let Gloria's Earth Guards come. Anyway, he can't afford to maintain that many troops now. This battle is a good opportunity to consolidate his strength. Moreover, his Earth Guards will need a chance to prove themselves, otherwise they might worry about being purged."

The two sisters, who had the most experience in war and commanding troops, were arguing. In fact, neither of them was wrong, but their goals were different, so they couldn't make a decision right away. However, this seemed very boring to people who didn't understand this kind of thing, such as a certain female succubus, Miss Lilian, who had just been awakened and was very bored and craving attention.

Although Lillianu had absolutely no interest in the two red dragon girls' serious debate, she was quite interested in Zhuang Sen, who was frowning and deep in thought. She glanced around and, seeing that everyone else was focused on the map on the table and no one was paying attention to her, she immediately and secretly lifted her smooth little foot and gently brushed against Zhuang Sen's calf, the heart-shaped decoration at the tip of her tail swaying quietly under the hem of her skirt.

?

Zhuang Sen naturally didn't miss the subtle touch—but this level of "groping" was nothing to him, who was used to the closeness of monster girls; it didn't even touch the edge of "intimacy." He didn't react at all and continued to listen attentively to the red dragon sisters' argument.

But in Lillian's eyes, this "lack of reaction" only served to make things worse. The little succubus's tail traced a defiant arc behind her, the purple light at its tip shining even brighter. She half-closed her eyes, her pink pupils shrinking into two tiny hearts, her tongue unconsciously licking the corner of her lips: "I'm the most seductive succubus. I can make that foolish prince act like a dog with just my voice. How could any man not feel anything when I touch him? She's definitely pretending to be afraid others will notice!"

Is it because other people are watching?

Thinking of this, the corners of Lilianu's mouth raised slightly. [Succubus] likes most to steal the partners that other monster girls like. The stronger and more beautiful the monster girls are, the better the partners they like. Just like angel girls like men who are kind and lawful, and red dragon girls like men who are unrestrained and passionate, they also like those that other monster girls like, or even already possess. Although most of the time, they will only be violently beaten by other monster girls, but sometimes they can really grab it, and then they will immediately enter a state of strict defense against other members of the same race - the desire for exclusivity of succubi is no less than that of Lamia.

So, seeing Zhuang Sen being stared at by so many monster girls, Lilliannu became even more excited. The more she thought about it, the more convinced she was that she had guessed correctly. The competitive spirit unique to succubi in Lilliannu's blood began to clamor. She could feel the gazes of the surrounding monster girls directed at Zhuang Sen; it was the possessiveness of a "companion"—which only excited her more. She deftly rolled up her skirt, revealing half of her slender, white calf. She quietly moved her small foot upwards, her delicate sole gently circling Zhuang Sen's inner thigh through his trousers. The moment she touched his muscles and they instantly tensed, a triumphant smile immediately bloomed on her face.

—Can you do it?

Zhuang Sen's expression paused slightly as he looked down at the restless little fellow. Lillian immediately raised her chin and deliberately puffed out her chest. The others naturally sensed the provocation, then expertly glanced under the table before listlessly looking away.

That's it, that's it, that's it?

That's enough, you little virgin. I thought you were squeezing me with your succubus tail. You made me feel like I had an orgasm just by rubbing my thigh against yours. You're such a waste of everyone's time.

Celine and Serafina continued their discussion about selecting troops, while Liulige and Zero continued their bickering. Piper, perched on Lisander's lap, impatiently patted the sofa with her tail and muttered, "I thought we were going to do something big, and this is it? Is this what you call seduction?" Lisander gently patted her head, her gaze never leaving the parchment intelligence scroll in her hands. Johnson simply reached out and ruffled Lilian's hair, his fingertips brushing against her soft pink locks, his voice tinged with helplessness: "Sweetie, stop fooling around, we're talking about serious matters."

"?"

Lillian felt insulted.

A bunch of guys who don't dare to approach the men they like, just standing there awkwardly, actually dare to look down on her, a succubus! Now she has to show them her true skills and let them know who the most capable monster girl to conquer men is! And Zhuang Sen, don't think that just because you're strong enough to forcibly control your body you can ignore her. She'll make you become this princess's slave in front of these monster girls!

Taking a deep breath, Lillian decided to unleash her "real skills." She stretched out her delicate white foot, precisely pressing down on Zhuang Sen's lower body. Her five pink toes moved deftly through the specially made, tough fabric. Her big toe rhythmically rubbed the tip, while the other toes cooperated by tightening and relaxing, the alternating pressure instantly creating a noticeable curve in that area. Zhuang Sen slightly raised an eyebrow, looking at her. From her round, smug face, which was brimming with an air of smugness, he saw an even more smug expression, as if to say, "You little punk, you little punk who gets aroused at the slightest touch~".

Okay, Zhuang Sen has indeed hardened up, and his fists have hardened too.

However, simply executing this brat on the spot didn't feel quite right; it felt more like a reward... So let's try a different approach. Johnson and his wives exchanged glances, finalized their plan, and then tacitly ignored Lillian's smug grin. After hesitating for a while, Lysander stood up and offered her proposal: "How about using Grand Duke Starr's army? Their elite status is only slightly inferior to the Red Dragon Guards and Earth Guards, making them a better fit for testing the difference between a regular army and the Holy Kingdom's army; moreover, as Grand Duke Starr's army for the rebellion, they are all traitors, so even if there are high losses, it won't be a big deal; even by controlling them, we can better intervene in Starr's affairs... although that's actually not important."

Given Johnson's current status, he no longer needs to make any pronouncements to take action against Starr, but making pronouncements would certainly make things easier.

Upon hearing Lisander's suggestion, Celine, Serafina, and even Johnson pondered it deeply, finding it increasingly appealing. Only Lillianu's smooth forehead bristled with anger. It was like unleashing a torrent of energy, only to be met with questions like "Have you eaten?" or "Are you in yet?"—enough to drive anyone mad. How could the proud succubus accept such humiliation? Even if she saw through Johnson and his group's act, the fact that they still had the energy to perform meant she lacked the necessary power!

Then let's increase our efforts!

Lillian's other small foot also extended, supporting Zhuang Sen from below. Her two fair feet, soles facing each other, ten round, smooth toes, as beautiful as pearls, pressed tightly together. The fair toes turned a vibrant red from the blood flow, and her soft, white heels were also pressed tightly together, turning a tempting rosy red under the pressure. With pressure applied from both ends, the center of her plump, pinkish-white feet naturally arched, forming symmetrical acupoints. Because blood flowed to both ends, these arched acupoints became even whiter and more translucent, revealing even clearly visible blue veins, pressing into Zhuang Sen's white lower garment.

Lillian proudly tilted her head back, her feet, which formed an alluring foot socket, began to move up and down. Even through the fabric, the warm, soft touch still made Da Zhuang Sen erupt with rage, almost tearing the obstructing cloth to shreds. It was only because this wasn't ordinary fabric, but rather powerful armor made from Lady Lia's spider silk mixed with some furry monster girl hair, that it was so intensely protective; otherwise, it wouldn't have been almost, but would have been reduced to a pile of shreds long ago.

Even so, this was only moderately stimulating for Zhuang Sen, something he could easily resist. After all, the feet of centipede girls, rabbit girls, cat girls, dog girls… were all quite impressive, and even succubi couldn't sway his battle-hardened self. Especially since it was a young succubus—even succubi are still monster girls, and quite "conservative." Even if their minds were full of lust, it was like those otaku who'd watched too many adult films and movies; they only had theory, no practice. Their seemingly skillful techniques were just something they'd learned from watching adult films.

Therefore, Johnson glanced at Lillianu, then turned back to the main topic: "What do you think of Lisander's proposal?"

Celine was the first to nod: "I support it. Making use of these rebels is more convenient and cost-effective than using the Earth Guardians." Serafina also had no objections: "Let's keep the Red Dragon Guardians as a backup. If they can't hold out, we'll deploy the Red Dragon Guardians, and I'll be the vanguard."

Lillianu grew impatient, shifting her feet to stimulate Zhuang Sen's sensitive spots. A surge of pleasure coursed through him, but her skill was still lacking, and the fact that they were separated by a layer of fabric was undeniable. Realizing this, she steeled herself, and with a flick of her tail that had been swaying behind her, pulled Zhuang Sen's waistband down to his knees.

puff~

The hard, large Zhuang Sen, unexpectedly freed, made a sound. Its scorching heat and ferocious appearance made Lillianu's dangling feet hesitate to land. The virgin succubus had only ever watched censored films featuring lightsabers; something as grotesque and terrifying as Zhuang Sen was far too stimulating for her. But since she was already here, she couldn't just back down, could she?

Feeling the various gazes cast upon her by others, Lillian reluctantly lowered her feet and carefully tapped Da Zhuangsen's head with her toes. The intense heat and rough texture made her abruptly pull her feet back, her breathing becoming rapid.

The monster girls, having finished their business, licked their lips and looked at the little sister with smiles. Even Piper was amused, thinking that this newcomer was really clumsy; even a puppy knew what to do in this situation. But if she didn't know, shouldn't Piper teach her? The golden-haired dog girl wiggled her bottom restlessly in Lisander's arms, her little nose constantly taking deep breaths, inhaling the rich masculine scent in the air.

Zhuang Sen tossed aside the quill he was using as a pretense, and looked at Lillian with a half-smile. The little brat instinctively shrank back, then raised her head again: "Couldn't hold back anymore, huh? You little punk~ If you beg this princess, maybe this princess will mercifully allow you—ah~"

Ignoring everything else, Zhuang Sen reached out and grabbed the little girl's fair and tender, adorable little feet. They felt smooth to the touch, like being wrapped in warm jade. Beneath the delicate skin, one could vaguely feel the slender bones of her feet, soft yet resilient, like holding two soft yet firm white clouds, or like the finest milk, making Zhuang Sen's heart skip a beat.

"What... what do you want to do?" Lilliannu said, her voice trembling with fear, as she tried to struggle. But succubi never relied on physical strength, let alone this stupid brat. Unlike Zero and Rurika, before becoming a [Transformation Beyond], she was just a brat whose appearance matched her strength. Her power came from the relic, and her mind was that of a genuine brat.

Therefore, Zhuang Sen chose not to waste words and expressed himself through actions.

Lillian's delicate, fair feet were pressed onto Zhuang Sen's large hands, which began to move back and forth, as if scrubbing them. Lillian's face flushed crimson, unable to maintain her previous haughty expression. It was just the same as before, not even as perfect or stimulating; it was just a matter of removing a layer of fabric; it was just using her feet, so why did it feel… Ah~

Lillian felt as if she were stepping on the breath of a red dragon, radiating intense heat, almost like she was being cooked. Waves of stimulating pleasure, which shouldn't be coming from the soles of her feet, surged through her, stimulating her brain and making her dizzy. Her vision blurred, and her nimble tail drooped limply. The heart-shaped tip of the tail, perhaps by coincidence, was hanging right in front of Da Zhuangsen's head, being kissed again and again by Da Zhuangsen's small mouth as she pushed her little feet.