Chapter 37

Demons, by nature, are chaotic, evil, and do not follow rules; they are completely irrational and impossible to communicate with.

Although there are a few misunderstandings and exceptions, for the most part, this statement is true.

The protagonist, a succubus, felt that his suggestion was very good. Stamina, stamina, stamina, stamina. To win this battle, one must pay attention to the allocation of stamina.

He understood this principle from the very beginning and indeed followed it. However, the problem was that the other demons seemed to be completely unaware or didn't care. They fought with all their might in every battle, regardless of the consequences. This left the protagonist succubus feeling helpless.

"A bunch of lunatics," he thought, flapping his wings again and flying into the air—this six-armed lamia was too fast. His longsword hadn't even reached its target when a scimitar deflected it to the side. At the same time, another scimitar swung down. Calculating the trajectory, if he continued his descent, the scimitar would cut off his head.

At the last moment, the protagonist succubus forcibly flipped in mid-air, then spread his wings and ascended.

Even so, his calf was still grazed. If he hadn't pulled his leg back quickly, he would have lost a leg by now.

Having ascended, the protagonist succubus didn't dare to descend easily—just by looking at the six-armed lamia's jumping ability, he knew that within twenty meters, she could jump over. With five arms swinging, she could chop him into pieces.

At this moment, the protagonist succubus realized that he had made a mistake in his judgment—this six-armed lamia was not a six-armed lamia but an upgraded version with eight arms, a eight-armed lamia—only two of her arms had been cut off at the root, and the wounds had long since healed, so they were not noticeable unless one looked closely.

"Damn, this bitch must have done something terrible to lose two arms," the protagonist succubus thought, sheathing his sword and then reaching for the knife pouches on his waist.

After discovering his talent for dual-throwing, the protagonist succubus bought another knife pouch from the general store, dividing the throwing knives into two groups and hanging them on both sides of his waist to facilitate using both hands and increase the throwing speed.

In mid-air, the protagonist succubus maneuvered, circling around the eight-armed lamia, in front, behind, and to the sides, looking for an opening. When he found one, he lightly flicked his wrist, and the throwing knives turned into silver flashes and shot out.

Then there was a series of "crackling" sounds. The eight-armed lamia, missing three arms, didn't move her body or eyes, but it was as if she had eyes all around. Her five arms swung in succession, blocking all of the protagonist succubus's throwing knives. Even when she couldn't block them, she could twist her body to dodge.

The protagonist succubus worked hard, throwing over twenty knives, but didn't even touch a corner of her clothes.

"Damn! This guy probably has the skills of perception and blind fighting. This won't work!" The protagonist succubus was frustrated: he was maneuvering at high speed in a small area in mid-air, while she stood still. If this continued, he would expend much more stamina than she would. Even if he won, he wouldn't have the strength to fight the next battle.

So, he needed to change tactics!

The protagonist succubus thought this and immediately had an idea—

"Fuck, I'm not fighting anymore!" After shouting this, the protagonist succubus turned and ran. The eight-armed lamia on the ground was stunned for a moment, then shouted, "How can you stop in the middle of a fight?! Take it seriously, will you?!"

Shouting, she twisted her snake-like lower body and chased after him.

Her crawling speed was not as fast as the protagonist succubus's flying speed. After chasing for a while, she was about to give up. Without hesitation, the eight-armed lamia arched her body and jumped like a spring—this jump was incredibly fast. The recoil immediately propelled her body over ten meters into the air, landing behind the protagonist succubus. Then she began to descend—

"Here she comes!" The protagonist succubus used all his strength, flapping his wings in the opposite direction to increase his descent speed—this way, he landed much faster than the eight-armed lamia, who was relying solely on gravity. A few seconds later, the protagonist succubus landed at the point where the eight-armed lamia would land, reaching for the knife pouches on his waist and shooting knives at her without hesitation—after shooting, he immediately drew his longsword and jumped up—

"There's no way to avoid it!" The eight-armed lamia immediately realized she had been tricked—unlike the protagonist succubus, who had wings to control his body in mid-air, she was completely exposed after the jump, becoming a target. The protagonist succubus landed first, threw knives, and then thrust with his longsword. She could block the knives but not the sword, or block the sword but not the knives. Either way, she was dead!

"If I die, I'll take you with me!!"

In despair, the eight-armed lamia roared, completely abandoning her defense. She let the knives pierce her body, waiting for the protagonist succubus's longsword to come, then used her five arms and five scimitars to tear him apart, aiming for a mutual destruction—

However, the protagonist succubus didn't do as she expected. Seeing the knives hit, he immediately changed direction, flapping his wings and flying into the air. He didn't even face the eight-armed lamia.

"—Coward!" The eight-armed lamia, with one eye shot out, her left face damaged, her chest stabbed, and her spleen cut open, screamed in a hoarse voice and fell heavily to the ground. The knives stuck in her body penetrated deeper with the fall.

Her life force was almost gone. The eight-armed lamia struggled a few times but couldn't stand up again. Her body twitched for a long time before finally stopping...

Seeing that she was no longer moving, the protagonist succubus sighed in relief, landed, and squatted down, flipping the eight-armed lamia over and poking her face:

"You're about to die, and I have hundreds of years left to live. What do I have to do with you? If you want to die for love, find someone else; I'm not going with you."

After saying this, the protagonist succubus "damn" and sat down next to the eight-armed lamia's body, loosening his longsword and rubbing the sore muscles in his arms and legs, taking this rare opportunity to recover his stamina. He and the eight-armed lamia were the first to finish their match. However, the other survivors in their area were also finishing their battles. He would have to continue fighting soon.