Chapter 15

The main character, a succubus, chuckled, then immediately gripped the hilt of the sword at her waist with her right hand, and her left hand, clad in a mithril claw, reached for the dimensional bag at her waist. She first felt for a wand of magic missiles, but after a moment's thought, decided it wasn't suitable and changed her mind. She released it and chose a wand of fireballs instead.

Seeing the succubus's actions, the gentleman widened his eyes, spread his hands, and put on a mockingly surprised expression:

"Are you sure you want to fight me?" he said to the succubus. Then he showed a laughable expression: "To be honest, I was just looking for a hitman and a **. I didn't expect you to have the talent of a clown, hahaha..."

At this moment, the gentleman, who called himself Syd, had his true intentions exposed by the succubus and his face fell, revealing a completely different appearance. His eyes were filled with lust, his tongue extended long, and he kept licking his lips, drool dripping down... He looked like a **.

"Sure enough, how could there be any decent people in the Abyss? But, how long have you been in the game, and your character image has already collapsed so quickly?" The succubus muttered in her heart while raising the wand of fireballs in her hand. Without a word, she fired a volley of fireballs.

Praised by countless members of the Five Fireball Cult, the FFF Group, and the Three K Party, the third-level arcane spell, a classic Evocation spell, the Fireball, shot towards the gentleman.

The gentleman did not dodge or move, still standing in place. When the fireballs reached him and exploded with a "boom," the smoke cleared, revealing the gentleman again. He was completely unharmed, not even a thread of his clothes was singed. The succubus was stunned and inwardly cursed, feeling a sense of foreboding.

For the gentleman to have this ability, one possibility was that he had full fire resistance—among the abyssal demons, the most famous for full fire resistance is the Balor, the king of demons. The second possibility was that he had full magic resistance—frankly, it would be better if he were a Balor!

Whether he was a Balor with full fire resistance or a ** with full magic resistance, the succubus believed that she, a mere second-level Arcane Blade, was no match for him.

"Hehehehe, you know your place now, don't you?" The gentleman, seeing the succubus's shock, immediately chuckled again. His voice and appearance, both equally ruined, confirmed the rule that a gentleman = **.

In the next moment, the succubus drew her sword and lunged forward, aiming for the **'s throat. The tip of her sword was then caught by his single hand.

Looking at how effortlessly he held the +1 glowing blood-red sharp and resilient steel longsword, it seemed as easy as holding her +3 returning, self-repairing, armor-piercing mithril dagger.

He held the +1 glowing blood-red sharp and resilient steel longsword with his bare left hand, without any protective gear. The enchanted sharp blade of the sword left no mark on the **'s hand.

The succubus was undaunted, threw the wand of fireballs to the ground with her left hand, and clawed at the **'s face. Immediately, she felt a numbness in her arm, and half of it went numb—apparently, the ** had flicked her left forearm at a speed much faster than hers.

"FFFFF, are all the ** in the Abyss monsters?!" the succubus gritted her teeth. Looking at the **'s smug, grinning, tongue-licking, drooling, disgusting face, she couldn't help but want to punch him and disfigure his face.

—So, in the next moment, the succubus flicked her tail, and the +3 tail hook stabbed towards the **.

"Oh!" The ** made a mockingly surprised sound, then reached out and grabbed the succubus's tail. He stroked it, and the succubus instantly felt weak, almost losing her grip on her sword.

Seeing the succubus's weak and powerless state, the ** grinned and released her tail.

The succubus fell to the ground, gasping for breath, as if she had just been exhausted.

"Sure enough, you're just a newly advanced novice," the ** said to her. "Didn't your mother tell you that your tail is a weakness? Clearly, someone like you isn't suited to act alone. Follow me obediently. I will teach you the various rules of the Abyss and how a succubus should behave."

"Go to hell, and you can be a demon in hell!" the succubus retorted, not backing down.

"Oh, such foul language really damages your image, miss," the ** said, seeing that he had completely taken control of the situation, and returned to his "gentleman" state. His ability to change expressions was faster than a Sichuan opera performer, perhaps even faster.

"I'm a guy!" the succubus shouted loudly.

"Oh, I just can't remember some things," the gentleman continued to smile. "So, I'll give you one more chance, new succubus... Mr. Succubus. Will you be my subordinate?"

"Do you think you've won?" the succubus sneered.

"Do you think you've won?" the gentleman laughed in return.

"I have indeed lost, but you haven't won either!" the succubus smiled, gesturing with the scroll in her hand—this was one of the two teleportation scrolls she had, now torn and releasing the stored magic.

Taking advantage of the **'s overconfidence, the succubus quietly opened her dimensional bag and made this small move—this ** might be very strong, but because he was so strong, he was too proud. So...

But no one would expect a newly advanced succubus to carry such a high-level magic scroll as a teleportation scroll, right?

"..." Seeing this, the gentleman finally changed his expression—before he could act to stop her, the succubus disappeared.

"AAAAAA! Damn, damn, damn, damn!" The gentleman transformed back into a **. The ** transformed into a Balor-shaped **. The Balor swung his flame sword and fire whip, destroying everything around him. The bodies of the demon bandits were caught in the chaos and instantly turned to ashes.

"Teleportation? How could it be teleportation?! I finally found such a rare catch, and he got away! Damn!!!" The ** Balor, calling himself Syd, destroyed everything in a frenzy, cursing: "Next time, I'll definitely carry a dimensional anchor scroll with me!!!"