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

Chapter 88 Discussion and Images

The thick fog stretched out its giant arms with bared fangs and claws.

Inside, in the conical temple made of huge stones, a light ball of [Brightness] was rotating at the top of the central room, and the soft blue-white light it emitted made the faces of the five men in black robes pale.

On the altar next to it, there was a clay bowl and a piece of snake man's leg bone.

The clay bowl was filled with clear water, with blood and a piece of rotten meat settled in the center. It was now boiling and emitting a magical glow.

The snake man's leg bone also emitted light, but it slowly grew flesh and blood.

"Someone activated the formations [Erosion Rain] and [Hide the Terror Mist]."

A man with short blond hair said.

There was a black vertical line on his face, and he had a faint smile on his face, looking at the woman with a ponytail next to him from time to time.

"Is that Burt?"

The one who spoke was a tall woman with a ponytail.

When Burt was asked, there was obvious tension and concern in his expression.

"No, the activation process is slightly different from what we originally planned. The second magic circle's mana supply was obviously insufficient, so it was only after subsequent additions that the dual magic combination was successfully triggered."

And another person gave her the answer.

The man poked his glasses on the bridge of his nose and analyzed calmly.

"So, it's Cecil?"

"It's most likely her. Although she didn't directly participate in our ceremony, she should be able to understand the triggering process from observing and listening to our conversations."

"Really? Is that girl that smart?"

Another bald man refuted the man with glasses.

"If Cecil can't even trigger the process from such a close observation, what qualifications does he have to join our Dragon Fun Society?"

The man with glasses frowned.

"Want to take a gamble?"

"Do you have anything worth asking for, Baldy?"

"Don't call me Baldy! I have a [Corrupted Heart Stone] and I want your [Soul Dust]. Do you dare?"

".It's interesting that you can find this thing. Come on."

The fifth person was a half-elf lady.

Her pointed ears are much shorter than those of a real elf, and her appearance is not as flawless and holy as that of an elf, but it is also beautiful enough to be described as stunning.

In a human-first school like the Bahadur School of Magic, it was unimaginable for others that a half-elf could infiltrate the Dragon Fun Society.

brush--

A flash of magic power appeared, and the wave of [Space Shift] appeared on one side of the room.

The five of them looked over at the same time.

next moment.

The female mage Cecil landed on the ground and then sat down weakly on the ground, her expression full of disbelief.

"Cecil, who triggered the ritual?"

The bald man in black robe asked first.

And the tall woman with the ponytail asked, "Where's Bert? Where's Bert?"

Apparently, it was the word Bert that first touched Cecil.

She slowly raised her head, her face still in shock, and said with difficulty:
"Bobert is dead"

The voice just fell.

The room suddenly became silent, and you could hear a pin drop.

The ponytailed woman raised her hand and shot out a spell.

The magic power dragged a trace in the air and quickly penetrated into Cecil's arm.

“Ah—Ahhhhhh no!!!”

The next moment, Cecil let out a shrill scream.

"[Heartbreak]? The magic resonance and pain simulation are both quite clean. That's quite impressive."

The blond man with vertical lines on his face praised.

[Heart-wrenching].

A mental spell of the illusion system. It does not act directly on the body, but penetrates into the soul and mind of the target, bringing unprecedented mental pain.

This spell is cruel and complex.

The casting process alone is divided into three steps.

They are emotional resonance, memory distortion, and physical pain simulation.

Indispensable.

The woman with the ponytail can cast spells in an instant, which shows that she is a very remarkable magician.

The bald man was afraid that Cecil would die in pain or suffer a mental breakdown, which would result in the bet being invalidated.

He quickly cast a spell to remove the curse from her.

Cecil was trembling all over and curled up on the ground.

She slowly stopped screaming, gasping for breath, and a puddle of urine appeared under her crotch. "If you dare to say anything nonsense again, I will kill you immediately!"

The ponytailed woman had a face as dark as ink.

Cecil lowered his head, the darkness of his bangs covering his eyes.

No expression can be seen.

She stopped talking.

He held his head with one hand and raised his staff with the other.

Magic power surged, and the staff held in the air triggered a magical image, and then the whole person became listless.

And the video showed them fighting with Rodlily.

"[Memory Recall], if you use this on yourself, I'm afraid the effectiveness of your spells for the next few days will be greatly reduced."

The man with vertical stripes commented again.

While others looked at the magical image.

They were casual at first, then frowned, and finally when they saw Bert was chopped into pieces, surprise appeared on their faces.

"Bert. My Bert"

The ponytailed woman took a few steps back and looked at the magical image in disbelief.

"What kind of spell is that?"

"I feel the breath of antiquity."

"Give me the Corrupted Heartstone."

".You're lucky."

Cecil glanced around at everyone present.

Looking at the bald wizard who removed the curse from her.

"I advise you to leave now. That man is far more terrifying than what is depicted in the magical image."

The bald wizard was now reluctantly taking out the [Corrupted Heartstone] from his magic bag.

Hearing this, he sneered.

"Let's talk about it first, he can remove [Erosion Rain]. A halfling mage and a spiritual warrior, hehe."

The voice just fell.

There was a crisp sound of "ping" from the altar.

Everyone turned to look.

The clay bowl representing the spell material of [Erosion Rain] cracked in two, and the fishy liquid flowed from the altar to the ground.

".interesting."

The bespectacled mage muttered.

Then he took out the staff and began to construct the spell of [Space Shift].

"Are you going?" asked the bald wizard.

"No, I want to escape. Judging from the magic image, my chances of winning in a fight with him are no more than 30%. And that sword that reaches the sky, I'm afraid even if you and I join forces, we can't stop it."

".coward."

After saying that, he also took out his staff and began to construct [Space Transfer].

"Why? You want to go?"

"No, I want to escape too."

The man with vertical stripes frowned and said:

"What about Rune? He's a rare talent in the Dragon Fun Club. Although I hate to admit it, his potential is indeed the strongest I've ever seen.

"No matter how great his potential is, he's not mine. Helping him build the temple to excavate the dragon soul is already a big honor for him. Besides, Bert, the strongest among us, was killed in one blow. What else should I do? Looking for death? What Rune gave me is not enough!"

The man with vertical stripes sighed.

Before I could persuade them again, the two men disappeared with a whoosh.

He looked at the ponytailed wizard and the half-elf who had remained silent, mainly at the ponytailed female wizard.

"What about you? Leave or stay?"

Be silent for a while.

The half-elf spoke first:
"I want to catch that female halfling."

"You want to use her for biological weaving? There are halflings everywhere in the streets. That spiritual warrior is too strong. None of us here can withstand that sword. There's no need."

After saying that, he glanced at the ponytail wizard.

The first rule of survival in Bahadur School of Magic is that there is always someone better than you.

They have seen countless geniuses, and there will always be stronger people appearing, so fighting hard will not be the first choice.

"Halfling mages of her strength are rare. The magical pathways within her body and the anatomy of her brain will be helpful for my 'racial research'. I'd like to give it a try."

She bit her lip lightly, her eyes drooped, and she looked pitiful.

Even though the words were brutal.

(End of this chapter)