"yes! That's the feeling! fvck! I've been waiting for this moment for a long time! Ah hahahahahaha..." The protagonist Succubus became excited in irresistible. Then he covered his face with his left hand, and laughed wildly - at the same time, the dwarf berserker running in the front was about five meters away from the protagonist Succubus.

Seeing the protagonist Successor laughing like this, hahahaha, the dwarf Berserker felt this way in his heart:

"Bastard! Are you despising me when doing this on the battlefield?!"

Anger gave him greater strength and faster speed. He held up the battle axe in his hand and ran towards the protagonist Succubus-

"I want to cut you into three parts, arrogant little faces-" He thought to himself--at----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

The next moment, time is frozen. The protagonist Succubus was freed from the crazy laughter that he had just leaned forward and closed back. He stepped forward and bent down slightly, and kept his left hand balanced. He stabbed forward with a long sword in his right hand, hitting the eyeball of the dwarf berserker, and then his brain—

The moment before the battle axe was about to be cut off, the protagonist Succubus, who seemed unprepared, had swung his sword and pierced his brain.

His smile still remains unchanged. The excited, fanatical, bad-hearted smile is the last impression of the gray dwarf warrior he killed before leaving the world.

"monster……"

This was his last thought.

"It's really, this feeling is so refreshing." The protagonist Succubus said, pulling out his sword, then dodging sideways - at the same time, the dagger in his left hand slashed past the second dwarf berserker who followed him and attacked him. Then, the third place, the long sword hit his chest, his proud, steel-like body had no effect at all. The tip of the sword opened a hole in his heart, and blood gushed out under the pressure of the cavity...

"Yes. That's right." The protagonist Succubus took a deep breath, looking intoxicated.

"Bastard!!! Bastard!!!"

"Kill him!"

"Kill him and kill him!!!"

Of course, the protagonist Succubus' performance did not intimidate other dwarf berserkers - because they were crazy, they were already crazy. They had no logic, they only knew how to kill, and only death could stop them.

So, the protagonist Succubus transforms into death.

Amid the excitement and wild laughter, he rushed forward, stabbing or wiping the dagger and sword in his hand. Without exception, he hit the opponent's vital points - he had no attack, no defense, no escape wherever he passed - because it was too fast, so fast that it was too fast to reflect. His speed of advance was not hindered by these berserkers. There was no difference between the enemy group and in the wilderness.

Fifteen minutes?

No, it doesn't take fifteen minutes at all. The dwarf Berserker troops, with a total of more than one hundred and fifty people, died all over the ground. Those strong bodies, those terrifying car axes, those Berserkers who look extremely fierce, their rage, and their fighting spirits have not walked over for a turn in the hands of the protagonist Succubus.

It's like garbage.

Yes, the one hundred and fifty-man Dwarf Berserker unit. In front of the protagonist Successor in a frenzy, there is no adjective except "trash".

"You are fucking liars! You are not a mage at all!! Protecting you mb!!!!"

Behind the protagonist Succubus, Yulia was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but point at the protagonist and curse.

"Do I say sorry?" After hearing her voice, the protagonist Succubus stopped, turned around, and squeezed his eyes while sticking out his tongue.

"Flaws--" On both sides of his side, the gray dwarf warrior running towards him excitedly stepped forward, and then the gray dwarf warrior on the left was tripped to the ground by him. At the same time, the one on the right was swung his sword and slashed his throat.

"Bastard--" The gray dwarf warrior on the left struggled to stand up. At the same time, the protagonist Succubus raised his foot and stepped on his head hard. The gray dwarf warrior watched the boot grow bigger and bigger in his sight--and then "chew".

It was like stepping on a watermelon. The protagonist succubus stomped on his head.

Yulia's heart hopped a few times in a bad mood - she knew that it was not because she felt disgusting, or fearful. On the contrary, yes, on the contrary -

"It's over, it's over, it's over - I'm dying - I'm actually so cute by this bastard - I'm sticking out my tongue and thrusting my eyes - I'm not fun to stomp a gray dwarf's head while making faces - and - Didn't that bastard keep saying that I'm shaking? He's ten thousand times more than me! How do you sneak away quietly next? Bastard!!!"

Yulia thought so in her heart. Then she felt that it was not possible no matter how she felt it was--all in all kinds of feelings----

"Bastard! What's he doing?!" Yulia shouted and stomped her feet desperately-

"What's the nerve she is doing?" The protagonist Succubus saw Yulia's hysteria and felt inexplicable. At the same time, a handful of crossbow arrow shot at him - he immediately grabbed the arm of the dwarf warrior who was about to rush over. While grabbing him, he "clicked" his wrist and then blocked him in front of him.

After a muffled sound of "Pu pup pup pup pup", the dwarf warrior was shot into a hedgehog, and then was thrown aside by the protagonist Succubus. At the same time, a very fast, soundless and completely non-reflective crossbow arrow shot over - and then it was bitten by the protagonist Succubus with a bite, then chewed, chewed, and chewed. The fragments of the crossbow arrow pierced his mouth and gums, and blood flowed down the corners of his mouth.

"Why—" The dwarf warriors who were about to rush over looked at the protagonist Succubus for no reason. Then, they saw a bright smile close to perfection.

"It's really good... Although it's good to be injured or something. But sure enough, you should be injured in combat or something. Otherwise, it wouldn't be satisfying at all."

After this, the protagonist Succubus expressed this "reason" in a common word.

"Madman!" The gray dwarfs heard his shouting and felt that they could not stand the pressure - it was simply - fvck!

How should such a lunatic fight him?!

In an instant, the morale of the dwarf soldiers plummeted. Their bodies trembled uncontrollably, and their eyes were staring at the protagonist Successor, and they had no strength and courage to fight him. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better, updated and faster!

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