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The little devil's order was to make her finish talking about "human beings".
After entering the demon realm, she was unable to obtain any information about humans, so there was nothing worth mentioning about her.
The only recent intelligence is that a certain baron's territory has been attacked by humans.
Even though other areas are also advancing towards the demons, they are ultimately just border regions.
The territory of the demon race is vast; the borders that reach human territory are merely the outermost layer of dead skin of the demon race's territory.
It's just a layer of dead skin peeling off; it won't even hurt the flesh underneath, let alone make any deeper areas feel anything.
"Hahaha~ Interesting!"
A young girl's laughter drifted over.
For such a long time, the other person only said a few words, watching Rose talk without saying a word.
As if captivated, I became a quiet listener.
"I know everything now, so... that trashy succubus has no value anymore~"
…………………… "
The little devil spoke, but Rose couldn't hear her whisper.
Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through my entire body almost instantly!
"ah,
——！！”
Rose tried to scream, but only a faint sound came out of her throat. The excruciating pain throughout her body made her unable to understand what was happening; perhaps her throat was so swollen that it was completely blocked.
"Hehehe~ It hurts, right? Do you know why the sky didn't change color at all?"
You have three seconds to think...
One!
Just kidding!
"Giving you any amount of time won't help, because the useless succubus's brain is already broken and she can't think at all. Ah~~ how pitiful!"
So what exactly causes a tumor?
9. Because the chattering succubus finished talking in less than a minute! Amazing!
Lin, however, the insect succubus's weak and decaying body could no longer hold on!
As a reward, let me help you end this suffering!
Okay...
"Lin, disappear."
Soros opened her bloodshot eyes wide, unable to speak or think.
Begging for mercy? There's no time for that now.
As Rose's vision went dark, her body crumbled inch by inch, turning into black dust, which then shattered into even smaller particles, eventually becoming tiny fragments indistinguishable to the naked eye, dissipating into the air.
She is dead.
From the moment she met the little devil, she didn't have a single second of time to herself.
She delivered the information to the little devil.
She said it herself.
But she didn't say it herself.
Looking at the small patch of dust on the ground, the girl on the throne smiled knowingly.
She opened her eyes, then closed them, and everything before her eyes changed.
Before her stood an even smaller girl.
The other person sat on the ground, playing with a complex toy in their hand.
For some reason, the little girl was wearing a mask, completely covering her face.
The original white mask was now covered with crooked eyelashes, a nose, and lips painted with red ink, making it look somewhat comical. These designs were drawn by her own hand.
"Huh?" The little girl turned around, looking at the suddenly appearing little devil with a puzzled expression. "Eh? Where did you go just now?"
Her voice was somewhat hoarse; it wasn't her original voice, but rather a mask that altered it.
"Want to go out and play?" the little devil asked with a smile.
"Go out and play?! I want to!!"
She has spent most of her time in this place since she can remember, and rarely has the opportunity to go out and play.
However, each time it left her with very happy memories.
Finally, it's time to go out and have fun again!
"We went to a place that's a bit far away this time, so we probably won't be back for a while."
"Don't cry and say you want to go home when you're tired of playing~~" The little devil squatted on the ground facing the girl and said with a light laugh.
"I don't know! [Group name: ∥√ [Unintelligible characters]"
……
disaster!
A team of heroes is facing an unprecedented disaster!
"How much food is left?!"
"I'm afraid we won't be able to make it out of the forest."
The four-person team, consisting of the Crystal Warrior, the Wolf Warrior, the Wing Warrior, and the Painting Warrior, reached level 50 after killing a certain number of goblins.
Today we entered the forest to defeat the level six demon: Goblin Champion.
However, what they didn't expect was that the goblin champion waiting for them in the forest wasn't just one, but rather...
Three heads!
In addition, there are goblin centurions, a large number of goblin centurions, and countless goblins below level four searching for them in the forest.
Logically speaking, the higher the level of the goblin, the less likely they are to cluster together in the same area.
Because they each have their own territory to manage, and that territory is like their home. Who would stay in someone else's home for no reason?
unless……
They just happened to be visiting each other.
It's unclear what bad luck they had, or perhaps the enemy anticipated their arrival, but three level-six demons appeared in one area at the same time, which the four of them, who had only recently reached level 50, were simply unable to handle.
Furthermore, the special ability of the Wolf Warrior had already been used when defeating the Goblin Centurion.
Because the opponent chose to flee with all their might when facing death, the team only needed the experience points of this one Goblin Centurion to reach level 50.
Since the Winged Warrior was difficult to kill reliably, the Wolf Warrior, determined not to give up easily, chose to use his special ability to pursue and kill him.
But who could have imagined that before their special abilities had even finished cooling off, they would encounter an enemy that required even more special abilities to deal with them?
During the chase, they fought while fleeing, but they did not inflict any effective damage on the three-headed goblin champion.
If it's just a simple "goblin swarm tactic," it's meaningless for a level 50 hero.
However, it was precisely these low-level goblins that stood in the way of the Three-Headed Goblin Champion, preventing the four heroes from concentrating on dealing with him.
The four heroes suddenly thought to themselves, "I guess the orcs who were being chased before must have felt the same way."
The orcs in this region have not yet been rescued, but they have fallen into a similar predicament to the orcs.
The ability of the "Hero of Painting" is to unleash magic of various attributes through painting, as well as to create illusions that can confuse enemies, or temporary objects.
Under the cover of the hero, the four of them escaped to a big tree, finally having some time to catch their breath.
Both leaves and grass can mask the smell to some extent, but... the goblins will probably find out soon, right?
"Is there any way for us to escape?" Oak, the wolf warrior with his hair combed back and a full beard, asked the young man beside him.
Opposite him in his line of sight was a young man with wings on his back.
A pair of huge white wings, the right one broken in half, was injured when the Goblin Champion swung his greatsword at San when San tried to take off.
If he hadn't turned around so quickly, he probably would have been cut in two.
Wings are a characteristic of his heroism; they cannot be put back into his backpack and are integrated with his body.
A broken wing is equivalent to a severed limb; such an injury not only causes intense pain but also reduces maximum health.
However, unlike severed limbs, wings can be restored by eating.
However, unlike normal wound healing, it requires a large amount of food to allow the wings to regenerate.
Clearly, the amount of food he carried was insufficient to repair his wings.
Although Oak didn't say it directly, his meaning was quite clear;
He was asking if, with the Winged Hero's special abilities, they could escape with the three of them.
The winged, highly agile warrior seemed to be the key to escape.
However, the Winged Warrior Solan shook his head: "No."
His special ability is to shout "Feathers flying everywhere!" to dodge an attack.
No matter the form or the range of the attack, as long as he shouts these four words, he can instantly evade it.
However, if an attack is difficult to react to, it may still be too late to use it.
Just like before.
If his wings hadn't been broken, he would have had more opportunities to escape, right?
Holding a palette and paintbrush, the girl with long, light blue hair, the Hero of Painting, Emri, warily surveyed her surroundings while whispering:
"I have a way to hold off at least one Goblin Champion, and a number of other goblins."
Nine special abilities;