Chapter 1630 Lost Succubus

"Aren't you afraid? Or, do you have any special reliance?"

Looking at the succubus who lost his strength and fell to the ground, but looked very calm, Rhodes asked with some doubts.

The new body of the little monster caused Rhodes to lose his heroic specialties. Without the existence of peeping eyes, Rhodes naturally couldn't detect the thoughts in the heart of this succubus, but her calm expression deeply attracted Rhodes' attention.

Rhodes has seen the expressions of many creatures facing death, such as unwillingness, anger, resentment, and even fanaticism. Rhodes has also seen many of them. But like the succubus in front of him, even if death is imminent, there is no reaction, but it is very rare.

After discovering this, Rhode immediately stopped his movements. He was worried that the succubus in front of him would have some hidden means.

Maybe it was because she was aware of her own ability and had taken the highly poisonous substance beforehand, or maybe there was a weapon similar to a magic scroll hidden on her body. Her unusual performance deeply attracted Rhodes' attention. Rhodes stared at the succubus coldly, trying to see something from her.

Unlike his former body, the current Rhodes does not have the power to be fearless. He must be vigilant at all times to avoid any mistakes.

From this succubus, Rhodes seemed to have discovered something, and narrowed his eyes slightly, with a look of scrutiny in his eyes.

The succubus in front of her has more scars on her body than Rhodes imagined. She is fine when she is not moving, but when she tilts her head slightly, she will reveal extreme ferocity. Even the well-informed Rhodes, at this moment He couldn't help but click his tongue secretly.

Some of the scars on the succubus had healed, while others were extremely fresh. They looked like they were left not long ago, and there were slightly dried blood stains nearby.

Recalling the abyss lord who showed various strange behaviors during the pleasing ceremony not long ago, Rhodes seemed to realize something, and his complexion changed faintly.

In the previous pleasing ceremony, Claya kept asking Rhodes to flog her. In addition, the ritual itself also had the function of increasing pain. Whether it was Rhodes or Claya, the pain they suffered during the ceremony was greatly increased. promote.

Scars are proof of pain. Every scar on her body must be accompanied by intense pain.

If pain and torture can be used to please the Lustful King, then the succubus in front of him is undoubtedly a loyal believer of the Lustful King. Unfortunately, Rhodes didn't feel the incomparably powerful power from her. She does not seem to have been favored by the king of lust.

Perhaps as Rhodes expected,

The succubus in front of him was hiding his strength, waiting for Rhodes to relax before launching a fatal blow.

Just as Rhodes looked dignified, the succubus in front of him finally spoke out:

"Are you Clara's companion..."

Her voice was very hoarse, as if something was stuck in her throat, and Rhodes couldn't even hear her clearly. Fortunately, she spoke slowly, and Rhodes could still understand her meaning.

"Claror?"

Rhodes frowned suspiciously.

If Rhodes remembers correctly, Clarall was the abyssal demon who took the initiative to provoke and died in his hands when he first came to the camp. If the succubus hadn't mentioned it, Rhodes would never have thought of that demon. The name of the demon.

The succubus in front of him seemed to have something to do with Claroel, which made Rhode realize something.

"It doesn't matter." She turned her head to the side and said, "I don't know what you gave Clara, but just as he promised you, you can torture me as much as you want."

Rhodes put his arms around his body and said in a deep voice, "Maybe I will kill you."

"I don't suggest you do this." She replied calmly, "I am Claraul's servant. If you kill me, you will offend that powerful demon, and he will not let you go easily."

"Oh?" Rhodes glanced at her in surprise, "Don't you know what happened?"

She frowned slightly and shook her head at the same time.

"The Claraol you speak of has long since died in my hands." Rhodes said slowly.

Hearing what Rhodes said, her complexion changed: "This is impossible, you don't understand the power of that demon at all..."

"Before I came back, didn't you check the surroundings? Isn't the smell of blood around here enough to warn you?" Rhodes asked in a deep voice.

Saying that, Rhodes slowly stepped forward to the sundries piled up behind the camp. The death energy emanating there had already attracted Rhodes' attention deeply.

Opening the covered dark tent, Rhodes saw the corpse of the demon below, which was the Klaror he had killed before.

As the abyss lord said, when Rhodes killed Claraul, the rest of the demons sent everything that Claraul had to Rhodes, whether it was the tent he used to live in, or that A succubus covered in scars.

Perhaps because of this reason, the succubus seemed to have misunderstood something, but this did not affect Rhodes at this time.

"How could it be like this?" the succubus murmured, and she quickly came to the corpse of Claraul, gently turning the broken demon corpse, her eyes showing shock.

"You killed him, didn't you?" She quickly turned around and looked at Rhodes, with some inexplicable emotion flashing in her eyes. This was the first time Rhodes saw the expression of emotion from her calm face.

"Does it matter?" Rhodes asked indifferently.

"Of course..." she said a little excitedly, her body unconsciously approaching Rhodes.

The various scars on the succubus in front of her seemed to explain how she had been treated. She looked at Rhodes, with even more special emotions in her eyes.

However, Rhodes didn't care about it. He stretched out his hand, pinched the succubus' neck, and lifted her up with one hand.

At this moment, the high basic attributes of Rhodes played a role. After devouring the abyss lord, Rhodes was much larger than the average little monster, and he lifted the thin succubus up without much effort.

Lifted by Rhodes with one hand, the broken bat wings behind Succubus flicked wildly, but her eyes remained calm, staring at Rhodes in front of her indifferently, without saying anything, as if she couldn't feel the impending death .

Just when she felt that her breathing was gradually becoming difficult and her vision blurred, she suddenly felt her neck loosen, and her body immediately fell to the ground.

She stretched out her hand to cover her neck, and then let out a few dull coughs, panting heavily at the same time, looking at Rhodes with a bit of resentment in her eyes.

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