I am on the Ark, a succubus, pure and innocent.

"Huh?" Amiya's mind was confused. It seemed right, but it also seemed wrong. Was it right or wrong?

Taking advantage of her confused state of mind, Bai Yue spun her around and gave her a push: "Alright, stop thinking about this. Rhodes Island is still waiting for your orders. Let's go first. Goodbye Amiya, we'll meet up in Chernobog."

"Ah, oh!"

By the time Amiya realized what was happening and turned around, Chen Huijie had already driven the car out of Rhodes Island.

......

Bai Yue glanced at the three women who were peeking at her from the rearview mirror from time to time, leaned her head against the car window, stared at the yellow sand in the sky, and opened the system panel.

Name: Bai Yue

[Race: Succubus]

【肉体等级11，0/100魅魔点】【精神等级11，0/500魅魔点】

[Abilities already possessed: Medical expertise, absorption of vital energy, bewitching eyes, superhuman physical endurance, and the dream of eternity]

[Items already owned: Sensitivity Enhancement Potion x6, Pleasure Whip, Stigmata x1]

[Spinning Wheel Attempts: 0, Succubus Points: 3633. PS: Each spin of the spinning wheel requires 1000 Succubus Points.]

Bai Yue blinked, looking at the system panel, feeling a little dazed. It seemed that the last time she opened it to save Froststar was before chapter 23, right?

Hey, I almost forgot about it.

Hmm... I've accumulated so many Succubus Points without even realizing it, it's time to smash the piggy bank!

Spirit level up! x7

Instantly, Bai Yue felt a sudden clarity before her eyes, able to see even the dust floating in the air in the distance clearly. Her mind was also clear, and recent memories flashed by like a slideshow, as clear as a high-definition movie.

Suddenly, he saw a corner of yellowish-brown cloth peeking out from a distant barren hill, along with its menacing horns.

"Enemy activity detected."

Bai Yue pointed to the target location and quickly reported: "Ten o'clock is the Sarkaz. They've set up an ambush here."

"Yeah." x3

None of the other three women in the car panicked.

Chen Huijie calmly stepped on the gas and reminded him, "Put on your protective mask. I'll open the window immediately and prepare to engage the enemy."

The other three did the same.

Frostnova gripped the snow-white longsword that Rhodes Island had recently equipped her with. It was equipped with a powerful spellcasting unit and also had melee capabilities, making it very suitable for a mage-warrior like Frostnova.

It was also deadly to her enemies.

Vishdel checked the guns and the bombs on her body, confirming that everything was in order. Her dark gold cross-shaped eyes were like a crosshair, fixed on the target, Sarkaz, who had poked his head out to investigate.

Bai Yue put on near-sci-fi-like goggles, with blue data streams constantly flowing across the surface, accurately marking his targets.

This thing was a gift from Kal'tsit. The expression on her face when she gave it to Bai Yue almost made her think that Kal'tsit had fallen for her, but how could that be! She's a perpetually stern old cat.

Maybe it was given to him because of the Chernobog core city key.

Chapter 86 The Succubus's Prestige

The blades flashed like rainbows, the ice shards were extremely cold, the gunshots were precise, and the explosions were deafening.

The Sarkaz warrior knelt, leaning on his sword, panting heavily, the sound like rags being torn apart.

Bai Yue walked up to him and asked in Sarkaz, "Warrior, tell me your name."

"A name?" The Sarkaz warrior gripped the rough hilt of his sword and scoffed, "Haha, I don't have such a luxury, but... I have a code name..."

"The Slaughterer!"

He shouted his code name, rose with a strength he didn't know he had, drew his sword, and activated his Originium Arts, the blood-red blade slashing at the harmless boy in front of him.

Bai Yue looked up at the dark joy surging in his eyes, the impulse to destroy everything beautiful. Ha~, this guy is completely hopeless.

He watched the blood-red blade slowly descend, making no attempt to dodge, as if he were frozen in terror.

This emboldened the killer, whose smile stretched almost to his ears. "Haha, killing this guy who looks like a nobleman before I die will make my life worthwhile."

But the next moment.

The crisp sound of swords ringing out, the sound of ice shards piercing the air, and the crisp sound of gunfire all rang out together.

*Thud!* *Crack!* *Bang!*

The killer felt a sudden dizziness, with the earth above and the sky below. Then he saw his body frozen into a block of ice. In powerless resentment, his last consciousness was taken away by the penetrating wound in his skull.

The dust has settled on the battlefield.

Chen Huijie shook the blood off the knife, walked to Bai Yue's side, and kicked the headless corpse of the butcher to pieces.

She turned around, her face showing some helplessness: "Why don't you use your magic?"

Bai Yue smiled faintly, "Isn't it because you're all here?"

He turned his head to look at the Sarkaz warriors lying on the ground, then stepped forward to a Sarkaz who seemed like a more approachable squad leader:

"You have lost."

Captain Sarkaz struggled to move his neck, looked at his fallen comrades around him, gritted his teeth, and tried to get up.

Bai Yue looked at him and advised him in Sarkaz: "If you still want to get up and fight, please think carefully. It doesn't matter if you die, but do you really want to extinguish their hope of survival?"

Captain Sarkaz looked up in disbelief: "You're not going to kill us?"

Bai Yue said arrogantly, "In the old days of Kazdel, there was a custom that in a war between two sides, the loser would submit to the winner. Now that you have lost, do you accept this rule?"

The Sarkaz captain remained silent for a moment before slowly speaking: "You are not a Sarkaz, and have no right to exercise Sarkaz rights. Hurry up and do it; our ancestors are already calling us."

Standing next to him, Chen Huijie chuckled, comparing her own little devil with the dirty, large Sarkaz on the ground. They were indeed not the same species; the Sarkaz seemed a bit too civilized.

Vishdel could understand the big oaf a little. Indeed, judging from his appearance, the little guy wouldn't be easily mistaken for a Sarkaz, but that was fine too.

A little mischievous, a little noble, just like His Highness...

They are all people worth defending with your life.

......

Bai Yue looked up and touched the little horn on her head, her lips twitching slightly. "No way, I've been expelled from the Sarkaz?"

"Hurry up and do it, cub," Captain Sarkaz urged. "Or are you just too soft-hearted? Heh... I can't smell blood on you. You've never killed anyone before, have you?"

Bai Yue frowned slightly. He had killed people before, but it was only by running them over with a car. As for personally killing someone, well... thinking about it carefully, he really hadn't done it.

Seeing his hesitation, Captain Sarkaz turned his head and shouted at Vishdel, "W, you traitor, since this young master can't do it, then you do it, or perhaps you've become this weak too?"

Vishdel scoffed, "Fuck you Lars, stop calling me W. Remember, I have a new name now, Vishdel. If you dare to call me that wrong on purpose, I'll blow your stinky face to smithereens with a bomb."

"As for your life."

Vishdel chuckled and gestured to Bai Yue, saying, "Let him, the Sarkaz you don't consider a Sarkaz, decide."

“I don’t think…Sarkaz?” Lars pondered the meaning of those words, then asked in surprise, “W…Vishdel, you mean he’s also a Sarkaz?”

Bai Yue stepped forward, looked down into his eyes, and nodded slightly: "Without a doubt, my race is called Succubus, a branch of Sarkaz that has been submerged in history, but I am still here, I am still a Sarkaz."

"Lars, now, will you abide by the ancient covenant of your bloodline and bow down to me, the victor?"

Lars fell silent; if it weren't for his still-heaving chest, people would believe he was dead.

But soon, he used his trembling hands to prop himself up and struggled to stand up.

He was over two meters tall, standing like a dilapidated iron tower. His leaden skin was covered in sweat in the sunlight. He stammered, "I'm sorry, sir, I didn't know it was you."

?

What the hell?

Bai Yue was puzzled. Why did this guy's attitude change so quickly? Could it be that she had suddenly awakened Conqueror's Haki and intimidated him?

He wondered, Lars was practically terrified.

I'm so damn succubus!

He knew this race was still inside an ancient ruin. Beyond the magnificent gate lay instruments of flesh and blood, fountains of human blood, beds of limbs and flesh—everything within was terrifying.

Without a doubt, they are all the work of succubi.

And now, a living succubus is standing right next to him... He dares not think about anything else.

At this point, death has become a form of gentleness. If this little succubus gets the mood and wants to perform her ancestral 'art', then...

Boom!

Lars knelt down, burying his head in the ground, and tremblingly recited the words from the mural he had seen: "Sinner Lars, I am willing to follow the ancient oath and offer you swords and blood tax, wishing you eternal youth and endless pleasure."

Blood tax...

In a daze, Bai Yue was transported back hundreds of years by the memories in her bloodline. The figure kneeling before the succubus at that time overlapped with Lars, with the same vow and the same fear.

Should we make the same choice as our ancestors?

Drinking his blood, or even 'eating, drinking and having fun'?

Upon realizing a certain possibility, Bai Yue shivered instantly, decisively kicked Lars several meters away, and said disdainfully, "Get lost, I don't have that habit."

Lars managed to land steadily on his knees after a mid-air somersault.

Bai Yue stepped forward speechlessly: "Alright, get up. Since you're willing to keep your oath, then you should persuade the others as well, otherwise... heh."

Upon hearing this ambiguous sneer, Lars trembled and quickly replied, "It is their honor to obey you, sir. I will certainly make them listen!"

Before long, under Lars's patient 'persuasion', the Sarkaz mercenaries who were writhing on the ground in pain all knelt down in front of Bai Yue, supporting their swaying bodies.

Their bodies trembled violently.

Bai Yue looked at them, her hands radiating rainbow light, and said proudly, "Warriors, step forward to receive this grace!"

......

Chapter 87 Taking Office, Chernobog!

Chernobog City, Command Tower.

An observer from the Ursus Third Army, disguised as a member of the Reunion Movement, stared at the wrecked convoy on the screen and cursed, "*Ursus curse*, what are these demon bastards doing back here?"

His colleague twisted open the bottle and took a big, hearty gulp: "*Ursus swear words*, the commander didn't give any orders, why bother with these bastards? As long as it doesn't delay our plans, that's fine. Come on, some hometown liquor, have a sip?"

The observer turned his head and glared at him: "Ursus swears, how many times have I told you? We're the Reunion Movement now, stop calling me 'sir,' or those old men will twist your head off and use it as a chamber pot!"

"Yes, yes, yes." My colleague nodded, then shook the bottle in his hand: "So, are you going to drink it or not? If not, I'll finish it all."

"Why aren't you drinking!" The observer reached out and grabbed the bottle, tilted his head back and took a big gulp, then exclaimed, "Ah, this is the taste! How did you manage to bring such good stuff here?"

My colleague raised an eyebrow and grinned slyly, "What else could it be? The old way, of course."

The observer glanced at his lower body but didn't seem disgusted. He took another big gulp, walked over, patted his butt, and chuckled.

"Remember to leave the door open for me tonight."

"Hey, I'm waiting for you."

......

Core City Lower Level Entrance

Bai Yue leaned against the car window, looking at the dilapidated vehicles surrounding her, a faint smile playing on her lips:

"It went surprisingly smoothly."

Chen Huijie nodded and smiled helplessly, "I didn't expect these Sarkaz to actually listen to you. The Reunion Movement is really lax. Didn't they send anyone to check such a large-scale influx and outflow?"

“No.” Frostnova looked at the Reunion Movement signs on the road and sighed: “These Sarkaz are not members of Reunion Movement. They are mercenaries hired by Talulah. They are an independent organization and are not subject to the constraints of ordinary cadres.”

“That’s right.” Vishdel nodded and explained, “We Sarkaz mercenaries rarely entrust our trust to outsiders, and even within the ranks we are not harmonious. Following orders is a difficult thing for us.”

"One second they're allies, the next they're enemies—that's the norm for Sarkaz mercenaries."

She spoke with a self-deprecating tone.

Bai Yue gently took her hand, gave her a trusting smile, and said, "Don't overthink it. This isn't because the Sarkaz are inherently evil, but rather a result of the constant warfare in Kazdel."

"If people are not well-fed and clothed, they naturally have no extra energy to think about moral issues."