Chapter 617: Chapter 641: Throwing the Bomb
Lancelot did not answer imdiately but instead reached out to grasp the other party’s chin and shifted the Succubus’s head back into place.
“Hey!” Tijana’s voice arose in discontent, “You should watch your attitude towards a Lord!”
“Of course, my lady, but you would do well to keep your mouth shut, lest you bite your tongue… That’s it. Now, focus your mind…”
With one hand on the back of the Succubus Lord’s heart, Lancelot ford a special Dharma Decree with the other. Suddenly, strands of Spiritual Energy that hovered over various points on the Succubus’s body swiftly moved, like nurous golden needles, plunging into the muscles below, and the power contained within the Titan’s Blood also began to animate, surging through the entrances made by the Spiritual Energy and violently rushing into the body of the Succubus Lord.
The majority of Fiends possess an endurance for pain far beyond the comprehension of mortals, for the simple reason that the agony they suffer during their advancents is so intense that regular wounds seem insignificant in comparison. However, this rule does not apply to two types of Fiends: Succubi and Lust Demons.
Every new Succubus or Lust Demon is born from their mothers, and low-rank Fiends cannot beco either of these two forms through advancent (although they can continue to climb to higher forms). When humans first appeared in the Multiverse, other Demons originated from the combination of evil Souls and the Abyss’s chaotic essence, but Succubi erged due to the reaction of human primal desires with the Essence of the Abyss; Lust Demons were the Angel Warriors who fought under Asmodeus and beca scorned by their forr comrades for being tainted with too much demon filth. After the establishnt of Barto Hell, they naturally beca the first residents of the Nine Hells.
Tijana scread shrilly without regard for her image, and if not for the soundproof barrier arranged in this basent, the residents of Twin Bridges Town would likely have been scared into a panic by this noise.
There wasn’t an ounce of seduction in this scream; the pain was so fierce that it compared to the wails of a banshee, and Lancelot was even montarily shocked into unconsciousness. The bamboo slip was also activated by this, casting beams of blue light which stabilized his tumultuous Sea of Consciousness, allowing him to regain consciousness swiftly.
“Hold on!”
Lancelot exclaid, his voice cutting through the screams in the air directly to Tijana’s ears, and once again he probed his spiritual power into her body, beginning to guide the rampant energy throughout the Succubus Lord’s ridians. After several Heavenly Cycles, Tijana’s voice gradually ceased, and Lancelot could feel that she was still enduring trendous pain, but no longer needed to vent it by screaming.
Considering Tijana’s strength, the standards Lancelot set for her Body Refining were much higher than those for Bruto and Old Reap, so it took much longer. Keeping one hand on Tijana’s back, he continuously ford Dharma Decrees with the other, drawing more of the Titan’s Blood from a nearby vessel and pouring it over the body of the Succubus Lord.
If soone were to enter this basent at this mont, they would be convinced they had intruded upon so nefarious ritual scene—the air was hot and damp, a mist of blood hung in the air, a nearly naked seductive Demon lay before them, and a man was continuously dousing the Demon with fresh blood…
A full hour later, the Body Refining process for the Succubus Lord was finally complete. Her skin had turned an enthralling shade of pink, with faint vapors rising from the surface; her muscles were bulging, reminding Lancelot of the Wolf Serpent Demon he had seen earlier.
Of course, the most significant change was her deanor. For so unknown reason, Tijana felt too much like Geogad to him, also possessing that air of confidence, arrogance, and superiority inherent in a Demi-god—this was especially the case when the Succubus Lord suddenly turned around, grabbed his collar, and dragged him through a Portal that had appeared out of nowhere.
Lancelot felt as though he had been violently thrown out; he adjusted his position midair and landed firmly on the ground. He realized he was now inside Tijana’s demiplane, the colossal mountain of gold not far away, while a Succubus Giant over twenty feet tall, completely nude, was bellowing loudly at him.
“Co! You fool, strike !”
“As you wish, my lady.”
Lancelot took a deep breath, activating the Titan Power within his body. His figure instantly tripled in size, standing a head taller than the Succubus Giant before him. But before his Transformation was complete, Tijana, unable to wait any longer, charged at him with a whip-like leg kick aid straight for his chin.
“Too slow!”
Lancelot let out a shout as he crouched sharply, dodging her attack and lunging forward to grapple the waist of the Succubus Lord. Tijana’s strength had greatly increased after her Transformation, but her speed had decreased considerably. Although she was still fast, Lancelot was more accustod to his large transford body. The turns of fortune made her lose the crucial factor that had allowed her to crush Lancelot in their previous encounters.
At the mont, both were almost naked, their wet and tender bodies pressed together, the intoxicating touch almost overwhelming — but as a knight, how could Lancelot be distracted by such things?
One of his arms passed between the legs of the Succubus, while the other wrapped around her still slender waist. Accompanied by a roar, he forcefully lifted Tijana off the ground. The Succubus flapped her wings fiercely, hoping to break free from the grapple, but Lancelot imdiately started to spin her body like a windmill, disrupting her attempts to escape.
Eventually, he lifted the Succubus high, placing her thighs on his shoulders, with his hands firmly gripping her abdon. Then he sat down sharply while pressing his arms forward, smashing Tijana’s back hard against the ground.
With a booming crash, Tijana let out a loud cry of agony, her body bending like a bow and rolling away in pain.
However, Lancelot was well aware that such an attack wasn’t enough to completely defeat the Succubus Lord, so without pausing to catch his breath, he imdiately pounced toward the rolling figure, attempting to use a Lock Technique to deprive her of any chance to resist.
But when he tried to grab Tijana’s ankle, his fingers passed right through it — it was an Illusion! Realizing the danger, Lancelot quickly tried to turn around, but a slender yet strong arm was already choking his neck, while another arm pressed down on the back of his head.
“Who’s the slow one now?”
Tijana blew teasingly into Lancelot’s ear, her entire body pressing against his back, her legs entwined around the Human Knight’s body, then twisting backwards, forcing him to sit down on the ground. Lancelot knew he had no chance and could only helplessly pat her arm to signal his surrender.
“You were cheating just now!” Lancelot complained with dissatisfaction after being released by Tijana, “We agreed not to use magic, rember?”
“We didn’t say this ti, and besides, that throw of yours was quite solid…” the Succubus shot him a glare, “Are you done catching your breath? If so, get up and let’s continue!”
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