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A hint of surprise flashed across Alabella's brow. The charm spell she had cast on this guy's voice hadn't worked?

However, she continued to curl the corners of her lips, her fingertips sliding down Ye Xiao's throat to his lips again, "It's alright, that's even better, this princess's favorite is a married man..."

As she spoke, that exquisite and alluring face drew closer and closer, and just as her eager lips were about to kiss her, a ruthless hand suddenly rose up and, like a dunk, pressed down on Alabella's soft cheek.

"I've already said I refuse; I don't interact with promiscuous women."

"Waaaaah...waaaah???"

Alabella's face was gripped like dough, and she could only make strange noises while her eyes were filled with astonishment.

Didn't she just use magic to bind this man?

How did that hand get out?

In her confusion, her dark, golden pupils turned downwards, and she was shocked to find that the magical chains that had been binding the other person had long since shattered into pieces and scattered on the ground.

Chapter 88 The Beginning

"Well done, no wonder you're the man I've chosen!!!"

Upon seeing this, Assar shouted with joy.

"...Could you please shut up too? I don't want to interact with male ketones either."

Ye Xiao felt a chill run down her spine.

"woo woo woo woo……"

Alabella's slender hands gripped Ye Xiao's strong and powerful arm, but she couldn't budge it an inch. Her distorted mouth let out a terrified scream.

What the heck? Isn't this guy supposed to be a mage??

Although she wasn't a power-type succubus, she was still a demon and could use magic, yet even with all her might, she couldn't match this human's mere grip strength!

What kind of power is this?! This is outrageous!?

“Woo! Woo! Woo!!”

Struggling to breathe, Alabella helplessly waved her arms, but inadvertently patted Ye Xiao's firm chest muscles under his shirt.

She was taken aback at first, and then a blush suddenly appeared on her face.

...Hey, why does this suddenly seem like it's not so bad?

"Woo~"

Alabella's eyes slowly became glazed over, and her breath became rapid and warm.

Just as Ye Xiao was thinking about how to deal with this guy, he suddenly noticed that the other person's hand had changed from slapping violently to stroking, and his eyes had also become strange. Instantly, a chill ran down his spine, and he threw the guy away violently.

The blue-skinned succubus crashed to the ground, raising a cloud of dust, but quickly crawled out of the pit.

Amidst the rising dust, she crawled out step by step, her hands clasped on the ground. Her upper body was bent low, almost touching the ground, but her supple waist was arched high, like a cat about to pounce on its prey. A fascinated smile appeared on her flushed face.

"Just a little longer, okay? I promise I'll give you whatever you want!"

"Get out of here, you perverted she-devil! He's mine!!!"

Assar panicked, leaping with all his might to his feet and grabbing Alabella's plump hind legs. "Run!! Worsha Brandon!!!"

"Get lost! Whose side are you on? Don't ruin my good time!!"

Alabella gritted her teeth and kicked Asar to the ground.

"Wow, this place is really scary."

Ye Xiao muttered to herself, tightened her collar, and hurriedly retreated.

Both male ketones and hooligans, are all the races in hell so abstract?

That Arabella's gaze was absolutely terrifying. It was the first time he had ever seen such an extremely offensive look, where he was clearly wearing clothes but appeared naked in the other person's eyes. It was as if two invisible tongues were shooting out of those eyes and licking him, which was chilling.

However, on the other hand, he also sensed that several powerful auras were approaching this area.

It was already daylight, and the area was protected by a demon-sealing barrier, which would restrict our actions if we fought head-on. Since we had already achieved our real objective, there was no point in dragging it out any longer, so it was better to leave.

The demon-sealing barrier could restrict his magic power, but it didn't affect Ella, who was far away, drawing a spatial portal. Ye Xiao used his field of vision to enter directly and disappeared without a trace.

As Alabella watched Ye Xiao disappear into the jungle, she spread her wings and flew over with a "whoosh," but could no longer see anyone. In desperation, she manipulated the wind to uproot the surrounding trees, but still could not find him. She clutched her head and howled in anguish.

"No!!! You damned, stupid prince, look what you've done!!!"

"You filthy bastard, don't even think about defiling an opponent recognized by Prince Assal! This is the glory of our masculinity!!!"

Asar was not to be outdone. Although he was being beaten half to death by the furious Alabella's wind magic like a ball, his stubborn mouth kept spouting nonsense.

The demons watching looked at each other in bewilderment. Their two leaders were pulling each other's hair, and they didn't know what to do.

Before they could react, the human knights who had been carrying the wounded at the start of the duel had long since disappeared.

……

Aslan border.

As dawn broke and the darkness dissipated, the group of students led by Serendra and Sivirif had already emerged from the vast forest.

Bathed in the long-awaited sunlight, a sweltering heat hits you.

They gazed at the distant, rolling black mountains, feeling a sense of relief.

After a night of running, they finally escaped.

Just as Professor Brandon had predicted, the sky was a pure, clear blue, without the ever-present terror.

No more worrying about fiery meteors that might fall at any moment, and no more constantly hearing the howls of horned wolves...

The shadow of death has dissipated, and the dry air is filled with the joy of freedom and survival.

Tears welled up in Celinedra's eyes, and the students behind her raised their hands and cheered.

But at that moment, a huge black shadow suddenly streaked across the sky.

Their vision was filled with that shadow, and the hearts of everyone who had just relaxed immediately became anxious again.

No way, even escaping here won't get us rid of those demons!?

Celinedra tilted her head back and stared wide-eyed until the dark shadow flapped its wings and landed. Only then did she realize that it was actually dozens of sub-dragons covered in scales.

Several dwarves clad in iron armor sat on the saddle behind the dragon, holding the reins. As soon as the dragon landed, they immediately dismounted.

"Greetings, esteemed friends of Aslan. I am Grom, the dragon knight commander from Molten Core. I have come to greet you at the request of Princess Veronica."

"Veronica...the Red Dragon Princess?"

Celinedra looked surprised.

"That's right. Her Highness the Princess heard that your country was in trouble and specially sent us to provide assistance."

How did you know we would come out from here?

"Sevier asked warily."

"You'll have to ask Her Highness the Princess about that."

The dwarf stretched out his arm toward the saddles behind the several empty wyverns, "Please hurry up and board the wyverns. We can talk more when we get to Molten Core. The demons' power is still expanding, and we can't guarantee that there won't be any roaming ghouls here."

Selindra and Sivirif exchanged a glance and finally nodded.

"Thank you for your trust. These black panthers can be led to Molten City by my two knights."

Grom arranged for people to take over the black panther that Serendra and the others had ridden, and after settling everyone on the dragon, he immediately commanded the team to take off.

The wind whipped up by the dragon as it ascended into the air brushed against Serendra's cheek. She took one last, reluctant look at the smoke-filled Aslan, then turned back and nestled onto the dragon's back.

……

This group of dragons led the escaped students away from the border, while on the other side, Han Ya Pass, after holding out for a day and a night, finally fell completely at dawn.

The majestic pass and fortress, with its towering walls between two mountain peaks, collapsed like a dam bursting its banks.

Swarms of demons poured out of the gap, a dark, overwhelming mass.

The flames of war spread to the vast plains in the southern heart of the empire and to several magnificent and prosperous cities therein.

In the songs of later bards, it is said that "this is the beginning of the transformation of a magical, resource-rich paradise, flowing with milk and honey, into a hell."

"This is also the prelude to the most magnificent war in the history of the modern world, which is about to sweep across the continent."

Chapter Eighty-Nine: Paying Homage to the Saintess

Three days later.

Loren Sanctuary, Advanced Treatment Room.

On the bed covered with a snow-white soft cloth, an old man with a white beard but a robust physique opened his eyes.

"Are you awake?"

A nun, holding a towel, was about to wipe the old man's forehead when she saw him open his eyes and asked softly.

But the next moment, a fierce glint appeared in the old man's eyes. He rolled off the bed and instantly grabbed the nun by the throat.

"who are you??"

"Woo..."

The young nun looked terrified, and at the same time, another aged voice came from outside the door.

“Mr. Elon, please don’t be alarmed. This is the Sanctuary of Loren. You are out of danger.”

"...Loren Sanctuary?"

Aaron was taken aback at first, but after seeing the unfamiliar but safe surroundings, he gently released the little nun's neck.

The young nun hurried to the door, where an elderly man in a wide white robe with gold trim walked in, leaning on a staff.

"Nice to meet you, Sword Saint from Aslan. I am Holmes Conrad, the Archbishop of this place."

Airon touched his throbbing temples, then looked at the white bandages wrapped around his body, and was momentarily confused.

"Loren... how did I get here? How is Aslan?"

He clearly remembered that he was surrounded and on the verge of death after a fierce battle with the invading demon army in Aslan.

How did I end up in Loren, across an ocean, as soon as I opened my eyes?

"It's a long story, Mr. Elon."

As Holmes spoke, he slowly turned around. “You have been unconscious for three days, and the situation on the continent has become extremely complicated... Come with me, an important person wishes to see you.”

"Sir, who is it?"

Aaron's beard twitched, and he asked in surprise.

“Our Holy Maiden, it was she who sent people to rescue you from the clutches of the demon.”

Seeing Holmes leave, Aaron followed in his footsteps.

Outside the door is an open corridor with a row of marble-carved railings on the left. Beyond that is a fountain garden filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers, which looks beautiful and dreamlike under the sunlight.

The air was filled with the comforting fragrance of earth and flowers, and it seemed to be a delicate two-story corridor.

"You just said 'saintess'?"

However, Elon had no interest in admiring the beautiful scenery outside the corridor; his mind was still preoccupied with what Holmes had just said.

"As far as I know, Loren only has the Temple of Light. Could that saintess be referring to...?"

"Yes, it is our most revered Lady Ella Heviel, the Holy Maiden of Light crowned by angels."

……

chapel.

Holmes led Elron, who was wearing a long robe, through two rows of fully armed Templar Knights to a double mahogany door carved with religious reliefs.

As the servants slowly pushed open the thick doors to the center, the sound of people reciting sacred texts drifted out, revealing a magnificent and vast chapel to Elon.

Soft light slanted through the brightly colored stained-glass windows all around, and rows of long wooden benches were filled with believers praying devoutly.

Several towering marble columns support the majestic arched dome, against which a golden background is painted with images of gods saving the world.

A bright red cashmere carpet stretched from the entrance to the feet of the tall statue of the God of Light directly in front, where a silver-haired girl in a snow-white dress knelt on a soft cushion, her head slightly bowed and her fingers interlaced.