Secretary of the Devil's Castle

But using that stone knife was too much time, so I had to give up.

After taking a few glances at the little erinia's body, Fatalia felt that she... didn't feel anything.

Killing a few humanoid intelligent creatures seemed to her as ordinary as eating and drinking, and her only thought about it was: Ah, I killed them.

That's it.

She originally thought it would cause a little nausea and discomfort like the murder of the protagonist in some novels.

Is it because the little Yumo is too ugly that she has no sense of reality?

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

Thinking about it, Fatalia cleaned up the spear, then limped and continued to walk towards the boulder, leaving nothing but a mess.

When she strenuously returned to the top of the boulder, the double moon had risen completely, and the sun was nowhere to be seen.

On the dark wilderness, only the moonlight was used as a light source, and the surroundings were extremely quiet, but the dangerous Fatalia lurking in it had no intention of witnessing it.

And under the moonlight, where Fatalia killed those little erinyes, there were only a few bitten wreckage left on the ground.

The few drops of blood that dripped became a guiding light.

smell.

Chapter 4 is blocked

"Well!"

When Fatalia sat down against the stone wall again, the wound on her thigh was bleeding continuously, but she didn't have any good methods, and she couldn't recognize which of the pair of weeds on the ground could be used to stop the bleeding ——Maybe it won't work, and there is nothing suitable for bandaging.

Maybe there are still?

Pulling a piece of animal skin aside, she took out a stone knife and carefully cut off one piece, moistened it with saliva and wrapped it around her thigh.

At least she did superficial disinfection, and the rest was left to the body's immune system.

It's just that it still hurts after wrapping it up, not only the wound on her thigh, but her right forearm also has bursts of tingling pain. Fatalia now only hopes that her right hand is not broken. If there is a fracture, she really can't do anything about it there is none left.

At this time, she opened the system panel again, and there was almost no change on it, except that the status column changed to [hunger, minor injury, blood loss (mild)].

There should be no broken bones, after all, it is only a minor injury - I don't know how the system judges minor injuries.

Thinking of the criteria for judging minor injuries in her previous life, Fatalia couldn't help but feel a bit of a toothache.

It's not worth it for two fish to encounter such danger.

Fatalia couldn't help looking at the two big black meat worms lying dead on the animal skin, and couldn't help swallowing.

Forget it, the injury is all over, it's too late to regret it, why not enjoy this delicious meal now, or you will start complaining again when the wound hurts again.And maybe this kind of big bug can have a special effect on the wound!

Reminiscent of the extremely weak state that disappeared when she ate the meat worm before, Fatalia cheered up a bit. Anyway, supplementing nutrition when injured is definitely right. It’s better to eat this thing and hurry up to sleep ,have a good rest.

After making up her mind, Fatalia reached out and fished out the two worms. She was much more careful when eating this time.

She opened her mouth to bite the bug's head, and then carefully tore open a tiny gap, and the black liquid gushed out from the gap, but this time Fatalia was well prepared and drank it perfectly. Cleaned up all the black liquid, and did the same for the white bugs inside.

In the end, she ate up the two worms, and then piled the remaining cocoons and membranes outside, planning to throw them away when she was on her way tomorrow.

Before going to bed, Fatalia opened the system panel and took another look, but nothing changed, not even the hunger in the status bar disappeared.

She felt that the dozens of kilograms of food she ate could support her to death, but the truth was that her stomach didn't rise and fall, and she even had a slight sense of hunger, but it was not obvious anymore.

Do succubi eat so much?

Although she was puzzled, Fatalia had no choice but to spread the animal skin under her body silently, then lay down on the animal skin in a regular manner, with her hands on her chest, and when she closed her eyes, So asleep.

But Fatalia was not awakened by the sunlight hitting her face as she imagined.

She was awakened by the sound of claws grinding against rocks.

"Well……"

Fatalia opened her eyes, the sky was already dark, even darker than when she fell asleep, because the double moon was hanging in the sky and was about to sink into the horizon, but the sun had not yet disappeared.

She supported her slightly painful forehead and sat up with support. The pain in her left leg was no longer felt, and there was no abnormality in her right arm. Maybe the bug really had a healing effect.

Fatalia noticed this with some surprise, but her joy was interrupted by the noise of grinding claws before it lasted long.

Judging from the location, it should be on the edge of the boulder.

Fatalia supported the stone wall and sat up. Although her thighs could no longer feel the pain, she was still a little weak. She probably hadn't fully recovered yet, so she moved to the side of the boulder and looked down. Everyone is in good spirits.

I saw seven brown-yellow-haired, two-meter-long wolves hovering under the boulder!

Steppenwolf...

She thought about it, and suddenly realized: She was blocked!

Fatalia's breathing was almost stagnant. She couldn't imagine how she provoked these guys. You must know that although the Steppenwolf is not considered the top predator on the wasteland, it is still a very high position. up.

Excellent speed, endurance, sharp teeth, sharp claws, just a little weaker than Erinia's intelligence and better teamwork, and even bloodline skills such as bloodthirsty frenzy and full moon moment.

It can be said that the Steppenwolves in groups have no absolute natural enemies on the Great Wasteland!Even if they encounter a big erinia, they can wrestle with it!

Of course, the more important point is that the excellent sense of smell makes it impossible for the prey they are targeting to escape, that is to say, either Fatalia will kill the group of Steppenwolves, or she will wait to kill the Steppenwolves. Under the never-ending hunt, even the bones are chewed and swallowed!

The Steppenwolves below had also spotted Fatalia, and they were even more excited to try to climb up the boulder.

But they can only whimper and slam on the rock wall twice before falling back to the ground. The height of 17 meters is no different from a wall of sighs for a guy like them with only four legs and no hands.

At this time, Fatalia also realized why she was being targeted by these big dogs.

After all, her thighs hadn't been treated at all before climbing up the rock, and these Steppenwolves probably came here by smelling them.

Well, if you learn from a pit, you will gain wisdom, and the lessons learned this time will definitely be used next time.

Of course, the premise is that there will be a next time.

Fatalia looked under the boulder, feeling worried for a while.

She didn't know how to deal with this group of steppen wolves who seemed to have hyperthyroidism. They all seemed to be on stimulants. They tried to climb up repeatedly even though they knew they couldn't get up. After pulling down two stones, they fell. on the ground.

Is it possible to follow the example of Yugong Yishan?

That's not right, the Yugong Yishan can still guarantee to eat, or the descendants are endless, you pack of wolves starved to death before they came up, even if you can't die from starvation, Fatalia doesn't think that this generation of wolves can The big rock was dug down.

She couldn't figure out what the pack of wolves were thinking, but that didn't stop her from worrying about it.

Fatalia opened the system panel and poked the waste system that hadn't moved, but the waste system didn't move.

Those lines of big red characters seemed to be mocking Fatalia.

But at this time, Fatalia was pleasantly surprised to find that the minor injury and blood loss in the status bar had disappeared, and all attributes had also increased by several values.

Is it the effect of those insects?

She didn't know, but it didn't prevent her from being a little surprised by it.

It's just that I was pleasantly surprised, but the current situation still hasn't changed in any way. The numerical increase of those points will not make Fatalia superhuman, nor will it make her descend to the mortal world to fight seven-unless she has a stereo at hand.

If there is a sound, she will directly pick up the stone spear next to her, go down and kill all these desperate Steppenwolves.

But no, so wash up and sleep.

After lingering on it for a long time, Fatalia finally gave up the tempting idea of ​​jumping down to kill the Quartet, after all, the hardware does not allow it.

So Fatalia chose to lie back on the animal skin.

Just adapt, she wants to see how long the pack of wolves can wait here, and whether they won't leave her any openings.

But now, wash and sleep!

(The new book asks for all kinds of things that can be asked)

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Chapter 5 Patience

Wolves always have plenty of patience.

But Fatalia figured she would be more patient.

In the blink of an eye, it was already daytime, and the wolves, who had been busy all night under the boulder and hadn't made any achievements except gnawed at the stone slag, had quieted down at this moment, but being quiet didn't mean leaving, they gathered together The shadow under the boulder hides from the sun, rests and recuperates by the way, waiting for another night to fall.

Fatalia took this opportunity to look down and saw that they were all resting, so she picked up a stone and threw it down, only to see a soft sound when the stone fell to the ground, and the wolves lying on the ground immediately followed one after another. Bouncing, howling non-stop.

And when they saw that Fatalia was still on the top of the boulder, they could only shake their heads in disappointment, and lay back down again, but their ears were still standing alertly. Obviously, even if there was a slight movement around them, they would come back again. bounce.

But even if Talia managed to escape without them noticing, there was no way she could escape far under the nose of the Steppenwolves. In the end, the only option was to kill them.

And right now, Fatalia has a brilliant idea.

She looked back at the stones that could be seen everywhere on the top of the boulder, feeling a little excited in her heart.

then.

When the following【/

pat!

Immediately, a spirit bounced up and wailed non-stop, and then looked at Fatalia on the top of the boulder, lost in thought, and finally had no choice but to lie down and sleep.

pat!

The pack of wolves suddenly turned over and got up again, and then scurried around like headless flies under the boulder, and then crawled back to sleep helplessly under the watchful eyes of Fatalia.

pat!

Is it over? !Do you understand anything? ! !

The wasteland wolves jumped together again, and then howled at the top of the boulder, a little annoyed and frantic, clawing at the stone wall and trying to climb the Internet, wishing to let the mother who gave birth to him give him another pair of wings, but very It's a pity that its old lady died long ago in an unknown corner, so there was no way to add wings to it, and the Steppenwolf hadn't evolved the ability to climb rocks, so it could only whine under the boulder, watching the succubus sigh.

In the end, they had no choice but to lie down and go to sleep again. After all, they were not like Fatalia, a child. They still had to go hunting at night. How could they not replenish their energy now?

pat!

Are you still in good spirits, little girl? ! ! !

This group of Steppenwolves went crazy, jumping up and down under the boulder, trying to chew up this meatless female succubus, but it was still useless except for gnawing off some stone fragments, so they could only do it. in a hurry.

Seeing the group of Steppenwolves bouncing around happily, it was obvious that they had no interest in resting for a while, so Fatalia clapped her hands in satisfaction, turned over and went back to her den, intending to lie down and sleep.

The group of Steppenwolves were tired from jumping around, and after lingering around the boulder for a while to make sure they couldn't get up, they returned to the shadows again to go to sleep.

But it's a pity that their intelligence, which is only one tier weaker than that of erinia, makes them far more agile than ordinary beasts, and at the same time, it also makes them have some defects similar to human beings, for example - holding grudges.

In other words, the more you think about it, the more angry you get.

So the pack of wolves tossed and turned and didn't sleep well. Seeing the sun gradually move to the center of the sky, there was not much room left for the boulder to cover. Only two wolves could enjoy the shadow to themselves, and the rest of the wolves had to nest In the grass, in order to reduce direct sunlight.

But Fatalia's nest was completely free of such troubles, and she slept soundly.

However, since it was a nap, it would not last long, so in just over an hour, Fatalia woke up again, and then...

pat!

"Aww—! Aww, aww!"

This pleasing cycle continued until the evening, and apparently the unlucky wolves hadn't had much rest, so when the lead wolf took five of them out for food, they didn't look very refreshed ...

And Fatalia didn't intend to disturb the last wolf, because the moon had already come out, and due to some power in his blood, the steppen wolf regained his spirit and became radiant again, sweeping away the previous wolf. sluggish.

When the moon is full, almost all wolves with magical powers have a common ability, which will be enhanced in all aspects under the moonlight, but this ability is uncontrollable for low-level wolves. An important reason for hunting.

It's just that although the full moon is powerful, it doesn't mean it's perfect. The fatigue accumulated during the day will not be felt at night. When the day comes again, this fatigue will explode together with the night.

It wasn't until midnight that the group of Steppenwolves who had gone out to hunt came back with a rabbit in their mouths.

The head wolf put the rabbit in front of the wolf that stayed behind, and looked up at the top of the boulder. It licked its lips, with a majestic greed in its eyes.

Succubus—or all high-level demons, their flesh and blood are excellent delicacies for low-level demons. Not only are they rich in extremely high energy, but they can also purify and evolve their own demon blood.

And every creature on Demon Island has more or less demon blood.

It's a pity that all the high-level demons have the strength in line with their blood, and it is even more difficult for the low-level demons to challenge the high-level demons.

However, here, there is a succubus who is not good at fighting head-on, and it is still a juvenile body!