The sound of the wind rose twice as Catherine and Succubus Therese appeared one after another beside them, and the unfolding "National Border Lock" conveniently sealed the wailing of the [Genie of the Bottle] like a defeated dog.
The Succubus clearly found the term "Devil" for Byron very fitting, nodding repeatedly in agreent.
If Byron hadn’t interfered, her Fifth Order Ascension Ceremony might have already been more than halfway successful in the Sun Empire.
Even if in the end, all she gained was the empty shell of the second prince, possessed and drained by the forr king.
Heaven knows how, after turning enemies into friends, she was coaxed by Byron into coming to this unfamiliar land a thousand miles away to continue working for him.
But after nodding in agreent, her expression quickly turned fierce as she glared viciously at the neck of the [Genie of the Bottle].
Now, the target she had chosen to support in the upcoming "Court Coup" was precisely Byron, once again arriving at a critical mont for her to ascend to the Fifth Order Pseudo-God.
Yet she encountered a shadowy figure who wanted to cut in and steal what she wanted, naturally making her grind her teeth in hatred.
"Your Majesty, [Lord of the Celestial Kingdom], may I suck him dry? I should be allowed, right?"
Speaking, she smoothly switched her expression and turned to Byron with a flirtatious wink, enticing him with a slightly hoarse voice like a cat:
"The blood of a Mythical Creature is more nutritious than a regular Human Fourth Order Hero. Just let suck him dry, and I can instantly gain a powerful Fourth Order incarnation.
This incarnation’s first ti can even let you... do as you please.
Aside from practicing the ’fifty types of knots that a sailor must know,’ even if your true form and incarnation co together, I can handle it."
Therese’s Immortal Stairway can infinitely divide germ cells.
Including her Secret Arcane Art [Succubus Mark], which is rooted in it, even if her body is reduced to rely a piece of skin and flesh, it can recover fully.
As long as she obtains enough nourishnt, she can naturally divide into different incarnations like Byron.
Initially, the [Genie of the Bottle] thought Therese was also enslaved by Byron and had not had the chance to sigh in relief at having another companion before realizing she was an even more ruthless character than Byron, making his attitude imdiately soften.
He hurriedly hid behind Byron: "Don’t eat , I am still useful!"
Without waiting for Byron to dismiss Therese, Catherine gave her a sideways glance:
"Oh, you an Byron should not only sacrifice a Fourth Order mythical creature servant but also use himself to give you double the reward?
Let him do as he pleases? I think, in fact, it’s you who wants to do as you please?
While I don’t mind Byron having more lovers or more children, but..."
She gave a thorough look-over at the flamboyant and wanton Succubus Therese and delivered a rather fair evaluation:
"You look like the kind of woman who will run away with a child and then co back to use the child to fight for the family property.
Even if you have one of the best reproductive physiques in the entire Material World, you are still not within our family’s selection range."
Though blocked, Therese looked at Byron with a face full of covetousness, flicking her tongue over her plump fla-red lips, already seductive and alluring without needing [Seduction Spell].
Despite the restriction of [Subordinate Control], Byron, the [Night Demon Prince], remained her first target to conquer.
After the power grab, she wanted to give birth to many children developed from her germ cells as dia for the Ascension to Godhood ritual.
Also to perpetuate the succubus bloodline originating from her within the human race, serving as her eternal anchor.
The stronger the germ cells of the opposite sex used for breeding offspring, the better.
Therefore, she was always thinking about how to tease Byron.
Unfortunately, Byron showed no interest in won other than his two sisters, not to ntion a figurative bus that had been through over nine hundred ninety-nine users, he simply didn’t have that good of an appetite.
Simple cooperation is fine, but the idea of sacrificing himself to buy a female subordinate was out of the question.
Taken aback by this Succubus, another mber of the Ancient God’s Chosen Races, the [Genie of the Bottle] finally resigned and accepted his new identity as a devil slave.
Given up on any luck that his identity might not have been discovered, he said dejectedly:
"Whatever you want to know, I’ll try to tell you.
But first, let say, even if you make a wish, I can’t disclose all the intelligence.
[Corridor of Truth]’s various prohibitions and witchcraft are as formidable as any forbidden knowledge. If I speak sothing I shouldn’t, I will imdiately turn into a devil bomb."
Byron, of course, knew that capturing the [Genie of the Bottle] did not an that Hightins’s crisis was over.
The crisis did not stem from the Genie itself but from the Abaddon Secret Teachings behind it, the Fifth Order Demon Lord, and even the entire Luanyan Epoch and those Old Gods gradually awakening.
Once started, it might never end, only escalating wave after wave, enduring ans survival, succumbing ans death.
After pondering for a mont, he asked the question he was most concerned about:
"Then tell about the Fortress Bridgehead colonial plan of your Abaddon Secret Teachings."
The [Genie of the Bottle] organized his words a bit before beginning to explain to them:
"Currently, the [Silver Code] shrouding the Dragon Court is indeed weakening due to the split in the Church and the tearing of human hearts, but it’s far from collapsing.
The higher-ups in the Secret Teachings believe it is closely linked to the state of that only God up there. As long as the [Creator] does not collapse, it will never collapse but only grow weaker with the ever-stronger Source Tide offsetting it."
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