Succubus should be self-improvement

Claudia was dripping with cold sweat, and said, "What should I do then?"

The mother and daughter looked at each other, their faces pale.

"Why don't you... pray?"

......

On the other side, the Golden Moon Chamber of Commerce.

Erin only slept for four or five hours before waking her roommate up.She struggled hard in her heart, and finally opened her eyes with difficulty. She felt so weak that she was about to die suddenly, and her heart almost stopped beating.

Glancing at the time, it was already 06:30 in the morning.Irene dragged her tired body into the bathroom, and began to apply makeup in front of the mirror. Like an alchemist, she applied all kinds of cosmetics to her face, and it took a long time to cover her pale complexion and deep acne. dark circles.

She yawned and walked out tiredly. The elder sister who was sleeping on the upper bunk looked at her distressedly and said, "You have worked too hard these days."

"It's all right."

Irene lifted her spirits, and the depths of her tired eyes slowly shone again: "Today is the day to select the best employee!"

The sun just slanted in from outside the window and shone on her.Irene held her head high, feeling that the makeup on her face seemed to be glowing—no, that's not makeup, it's a woman's armor!Soldiers need a full body armor to protect themselves on the battlefield, and women also need these cosmetics to protect themselves on the social battlefield to cover up her weakness, fatigue and paleness.With this layer of protection, she has nothing to fear!

The award for the best employee, she will definitely win it today!

Irene held her head high and grabbed the staff uniform, just like a general putting on a battle robe.

Chapter 350 Three Mortals

Irene walked into her office in a full state, like a big rooster with high spirits, as if no one could see that she had only slept for four hours.

The employee commendation meeting was held in the afternoon, and this morning's work was equivalent to the last leg of a marathon. Although the outcome was basically determined, we couldn't relax yet.

Irene is the kind of insurance reviewer. After the overseas salesman has a potential customer, he has to bring the customer's information, contract, signed insurance policy, etc. to her for review.Perhaps it was because of the birth of the Silent Tyrant, and people were panicking. The insurance sales of their chamber of commerce were unexpectedly good during this time. Dozens of salesmen ran outside, carrying bundles of audit materials into the office, and auditors like her were too busy. Dizziness.

She was lucky today, and the tasks in the morning were not too many. After Irene processed the documents, she began to check her previous work, and then she couldn't help but feel proud. It was really good and fast, and there was not even a single flaw. The good staff is stable.I don't know if it was because of lack of sleep, or because she was too happy, but when she went to the cafeteria for lunch, her steps were a little fluttering.

"Eileen."

The friend in the same dormitory sat across from her with a dinner plate: "Why are you so happy? Is your best employee stable this time?"

"No, no..." Irene smiled modestly, but her little tail almost turned up.

stable!Must be steady!Ninety-nine out of ten!

"Hoho!" The friend was under the table, hooked her with his foot, and said, "I won the prize later, can you treat us to dinner?"

Irene smiled all over her face and nodded foolishly: "Definitely, definitely!"

The cafeteria suddenly fell silent.The employees shrunk their necks like mice seeing a cat, and stared at the person who walked in through the door—that was the branch president of their Golden Moon Chamber of Commerce in the Prophet's House.

The branch president is not tall, only 1.6 meters, but he looks like he weighs at least two hundred catties. His fat belly is restrained by a wide belt studded with precious stones so as not to bulge out. He wears ten different gold medals on his ten fingers. When he looked up, his three-layer fat chin was more conspicuous than his platinum necklace.

The branch president looked heavy and said, "Everyone, I have good news and bad news."

"The bad news is that the fleet of the undead appeared on Lake Enkatan again, which has a great impact on the business activities of our Duruma people. Considering the poor economic situation in Duruma that is continuing to decline, our chamber of commerce has decided. ... layoffs."

The cafeteria was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

The branch president smiled again: "But the good news is that our branch's business situation last month was good, so after my efforts, our branch does not need to lay off staff for the time being, everyone can rest assured."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.The branch president waved and said, "Okay, it's all right, let's continue eating." Then he turned and left.But before going far, the branch president heard an urgent voice behind him: "President—"

He stopped, turned around, and saw Irene.

Irene was out of breath, and the sweat from her forehead made the foundation she applied a bit pasty, revealing streaks——she didn't sleep much during this time, her body was very weak, and she was out of breath after just running for a few steps No, my heart was beating wildly, as if I was about to die suddenly.She looked at the branch leader anxiously, and the branch leader also looked at her gently, and said, "What's the matter, Ms. Irene?"

Irene said cautiously: "Then, about our employee commendation conference..."

"Ah..." The branch president's face was a little unhappy, and said: "Although I didn't say it clearly, you should be able to guess it, right? With the current situation, the commendation meeting will definitely not be held. Wait later."

Eileen murmured: "Then... when will we wait..."

— Delayed indefinitely, of course.The branch president thought about something in his heart, suddenly seemed to realize something, and said earnestly: "Ms. Irene, I have noticed your hard work during this time. You don't have to worry, as long as you work hard, there will always be rewards." Yes. As for now, don’t worry too much. You are still young, young people endure hardships, and it’s a good thing to work harder. Work hard. After the disaster caused by the silent tyrant is over, I will consider improving your treatment... ..”

Irene didn't hear what was said next.She felt like a string in her heart had been loosened, and the exhaustion accumulated over the past few days surged up, and her eyes quickly turned black.She didn't completely lose consciousness, but she felt dizzy and couldn't control her hands and feet. She staggered and almost fell down. Fortunately, her friend came up from behind and helped her in time.

Irene's hands and feet were cold, and for a moment, she felt as if she was about to be caught by the claws of death.After several seconds, the feeling of dying slowly subsided, she slowly opened her eyes, and saw the branch president looking at her with concern.

"Ms. Irene, you don't look well, are you sick?"

The branch president said: "By the way, our chamber of commerce just recently launched an insurance business for personal health and medical items. Why don't you buy one too?"

......

Chioni, Emerald Palace.

"Your Majesty, the supplies have been dispatched, and the soldiers are fighting with high spirits, ready to go at any time!"

Talis held her head high, stood in front of the queen, clenched a fist, and knocked on the mithril armor on her body vigorously: "Trazel is dead, the corruption of the Twisted Thorn Forest is gradually fading, those demons The dragons have no leader! Now is our great opportunity to conquer the lost ground!"

"Wrong." Tyrantia shook her head and said, "I can understand your feelings, Talis, but now is not the most suitable time. A large number of undead creatures are cruising on Lake Enkatan, whispering to the tyrant The power is getting stronger day by day, I heard that the wall of the past has been completely turned into the end land where the souls of the dead are raging, and this is also a threat."

Talis expressed her resistance with silence.

Tyrantia's tone softened a little: "Thales...Thinking about it, after the disappearance of Trazel, those demons are no longer powerful. Even if we don't take action, the Twisted Thorn Forest will sooner or later Disappeared by itself. The trapped beast is still fighting, and the demon's counterattack will cause our soldiers to suffer unnecessary huge casualties. Our elves are a long-lived race, so why bother?"

Talis said with a straight face: "Because if we don't fight, our people will say that your majesty is weak! I am in Elaine, and I can hear people calling for war everywhere. Everyone feels that now is the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity ! Your Majesty, if you don't send troops, I'm afraid..."

Tyrantia was silent for a moment, then sighed: "You are right. I really need to hear the opinions of the people..."

She lowered her head, pondered for a moment, and her gaze slowly became firm again.

"but......"

Tyrantia said in a trembling voice: "A wise ruler needs to transcend the prejudices of the people! Although Trazel is dead, the power of demons is still huge. Every kilometer our army marches in the Twisted Thorn Forest There is a huge price to be paid! What’s more, the underground drow and the undead of Enkatan are about to move around. It is definitely not a wise choice to send troops to attack the Twisted Thorn Forest now! Talis, hear me clearly, send me Command, don't send troops now!"

Talis was silent again, and said, "Your Majesty...if we don't send troops now, how will we get along with that succubus after she comes back? Will there be a second demon in the Twisted Thorn Forest?" Lord?"

Tyrantia turned her head to look out the window, her eyes chasing a bird in the forest.

After a while, she said: "You don't have to worry. I have my own countermeasures."

Chapter 350 Four Calamity Sun

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--"

Accompanied by a burst of wailing, Bone's fingers pierced into the paladin's skull, stirred a bit, and then slowly pulled out, bringing out a phantom that was constantly trembling.

That is the soul of this paladin.

Without saying a word, the tall lich put the paladin's soul into his mouth.In an instant, the ghostly fire in his eyes shrank slightly, as if he was squinting to taste the delicious food, the memory of the paladin opened to him like an undefended book, and countless vivid impressions rushed to his face come.

He saw the final wall of the past.

The Last Wall is made up of rolling grasslands, primeval forests, and the scars of ancient battles.Historically, a group of orcs first occupied this place, followed by the Khalids, then the terrifying evil undead, and finally the paladins who came here on an expedition.Continuous wars have brought new scars to this land again and again. Even after more than 1000 years, there are still many terrifying magical energies lingering on the ancient battlefield.

Despite all the horrors it has suffered, the Last Wall has been built richly and beautifully by mortals.

The foothills of Northern Sharptooth and the Hunger Mountains roughly bisect the Last Wall.The degree of urbanization and prosperity in the eastern part is higher. The suitable temperature and long enough growing season allow the local area to grow a variety of crops. With the assistance of magic, the food in the wall of the end can even be cooked every one or two months. The country feeds all the people with limited arable land.During the harvest season, the wind will blow the golden wheat fields in the fields.

Foresters and loggers draw nourishment from the rich resources of the Sharptooth Forest, but only around its borders and not deep, for the depths of the forest are dangerous and wild, inhabited by many elusive fey; herders, farmers, and The orchard owners lived an idyllic life on the vast plains, focusing on farming and animal husbandry, while the front-line position near Lake Enkatan was built into a rich trade area.

Due to its proximity to Lake Enkatan, the local area has abundant rainfall and cool summers, but it is accompanied by snowy winters. Every winter, the snowfall on the Last Wall can reach a height of more than one meter, and many residents' houses will be destroyed. Covered by snow, the fluffy snow layer is thick enough for people to "swim" in it. Adults huddle in the room made of logs to enjoy the fire, while lively children may run out, have fun in the snow, roll around and build snowmen , snowball fights.

The city on the easternmost side of the Last Wall is called Verumis, which was the bridgehead of the Shining Expedition 1000 years ago. Now it has been built into a beautiful port. Many buildings are covered with white marble and have domes. With colonnades, snow-white walls, and ornately decorated eaves, countless merchants traded here, bringing amazing wealth.

On the east side of the final wall, it looks more wild and primitive.This area is often invaded by Belkzen orcs, and occasionally there will be events of the recovery of necromantic energy. Large areas of land are unexplored dark areas, and the capital of the capital of the Last Wall is located in this barbaric area. Among them, countless paladins stationed here, vowing to dedicate themselves to the fight against evil.

Roslar's Box is the southernmost town on the Westend Wall, where the paladin was born.Most of the livelihood of this small town depends on the grace of the Torundale River. Between the small town and several fortresses more than a hundred miles to the north of the town, apart from a well-ordered stone road and a few sporadic hunter's huts, Few other modern buildings exist.

As remote as it is, it's still the paladin's beloved home.He is familiar with every household here, and even every stone slab on the road.In the past, when a paladin was patrolling the streets, children passing by would happily wave to him, and determined to become a glorious and righteous paladin when he grew up.

And now...

The Whispering Tyrant, Mythic Lich Tower-Bavon exhaled, and sprayed out the soul residue of that paladin from his nostrils.

He looked around, and the earth became withered and sick, as if it had been sucked away by an invisible devil.The originally lush forest is now completely dry, nothing grows on the bare tree trunks, and those dead trees stand silently, like tombstones inserted into the ground one by one.

Countless undead are marching.

Like a torrent.

Like a tsunami.

Like a storm.

From the sky to the earth, endless undead flooded everything.Intense negative energy hovered in the space, forming a "wall" visible to the naked eye - just like the sand wall that stretches forward for hundreds of kilometers when a sandstorm strikes.

And in front of it was the small town called the Box of Rosla.

The last star point resistance force of the entire country is gathered there.The Whispering Tyrant jumped up, glanced at it high in the sky, and then thought it was ridiculous.

Some paladins and priests, and thousands of people.

Is that all there is to people?

When he broke out, the supreme leader of the final wall, [General Guard Commander] Ursuen II fled the country with his own army. It is said that he fled to Absalom, where The unknown people were thrown on this land, and it was not an orderly country that opposed him, but those paladins who were not very good at thinking and wanted to fight against evil with their own courage.

These people protect innocent people and fight while retreating, just like a tragic long march.

But they were finally surrounded.

right here.

...are these the only ones left?

Facing those weak mortals, the tyrant thought to himself, where are the Shining Expeditionary Forces that defeated me 1000 years ago now?

Arroden... my old enemy, where are you?

Ah... yes, you are all dead.

The silent tyrant suddenly felt dull.The darkness in the sky was gathering, the lich's palm was raised, and six shining fragments rose from its palm, spinning endlessly, and a majestic energy spread outward.The world was illuminated, and the entire sky burst open like a shattered mirror, and the light gushed out from those cracks, reflecting spiderweb-like traces on the dark earth.

It was the artifact that defeated him back then, the sacred shield forged by Arrowden himself.

But now, this shattered shield has completely fallen into the control of the Whispering Tyrant, and it has been transformed into a powerful weapon to carry the ultimate magic created by him.The first time this weapon came out was when the Whispering Tyrant was out of trouble. At that time, a huge explosion almost overturned the entire Vigilance City. Now, it will be displayed in front of the world for the second time.

Time to end.

The silent tyrant thought.

Let me give you a conclusion.

1000 years ago, Arroden's Shining Crusade defeated him with this shield, and then built the final wall.But now, He will use this shield to destroy everything in the end of the wall.

On the ground, people looked up in despair.The light all over the land is gathering, but this time, the one holding the light is not the brave man, but the demon king who destroys everything.Trees, towns, undead, liches, paladins, civilians, the world seems to be pieced together from countless fragments.

next moment.

And that ultimate magic happened.

The whole world was extremely quiet for an instant.

The light overwhelmed everything.

It was like a second sun appeared.

A huge fireball rose into the air, followed by a mushroom cloud slowly rising from the ground.The ring-shaped shock wave pushed outward, and the clouds within hundreds of miles were shattered.At this moment, not to mention the Wall of Destiny, even places such as Duluma, Enkatan Lake, and even Chioni in the distance can feel the restlessness of the magic power flow in the far distance.

When the light fades away.

The Chest of Roslar has disappeared.The mortals who once gathered there, no matter men, women or children, have all been annihilated in an instant.The earth was sunken into a huge pit hundreds of meters long and wide, and the out-of-control magic energy was radiating outward, distorting and alienating everything it touched.

And hundreds of miles away, the Whispering Tyrant slowly walked out of a space, looking towards the east.

Today's Last Wall has been completely destroyed by him, but his next target is not Belzank as ordinary people think, but Galt.

If Lake Enkatan is taken as the origin of the coordinate axis, then the Last Wall is on the west side of this coordinate point, while the Sencione of the Elf is on the east side, and as for Galter, it is still a little further east.It was a land of eternal revolutionaries. In just a few decades, countless bloodshed and sacrifices erupted in Galth. The Great Revolution broke out again and again, and the rulers of the entire country changed one crop after another. , The guillotine used for beheading was even fed with blood into a sub-artifact.

The target of the Whispering Tyrant is those sub-artifact-level guillotines [Blade of the End].He intended to use these guillotines and the souls imprisoned within them to create a mighty army of the undead.

But Galter is not its ultimate goal.

From thousands of years ago to now, His goal has always been only one.

Below the continent of Avistan is another continent called Manggi Wilderness—in fact, in the past, these two continents were actually connected together, but when the star fell 1 years ago, the star stone Falling from the sky, the continental shelf was forcibly broken, and the place where the starstone fell turned into the ocean, which is now the "inner sea".

Later, the "Last Azlante" Arolden rose up, and this [God of Man] raised the Star Stone from the inner sea, so there was the Star Stone Trial.Along with the starstone rises is a small island named Absalom, the starstone test that can make a person become a god. According to legend, the entrance is in the starstone cathedral of Absalom.

The Whispering Tyrant is not very interested in the Starstone Trial.

His aim is everything—

The church, the Absalom, the Starstone, and everything that Aroden created, protected, and cherished back then.