Chapter 451: Three Against One

Boden stood stunned for a moment.

Then, as if nothing were wrong, he stepped back several paces, letting Virgil stand in front of him.

"Where did you pick up a monster, a half-deer-man 【Hero】?"

"What nonsense! Kill him!"

Virgil's voice was dull and thick, just like those fools who never learned to speak properly.

Boden looked at him in confusion.

Seeing his eyes clouded and murky, with pupils showing faint signs of being flattened and stretched into horizontal goat-like slits, he couldn't help but shake his head.

The half-elf used 【Shen Mo Fa】 to forcibly replace the body parts tainted by the plague, but the head couldn't be replaced; already unclear and muddled, it became even worse now that he saw his enemy.

"Good, good. I signed a contract with you; even if your brain is broken, it doesn't matter, the deal still holds."

As he spoke,

Virgil had already charged forward again, clashing fiercely with that man in a hard, rigid manner.

His fist strikes were terrifying, each swing creating an explosive shockwave.

The spiritual pressure spread layer by layer across the clearing at the cliff's edge; the private soldiers behind were noobs, completely unable to intervene.

The cambion Boden was about to step forward to assist when he suddenly saw a man from the private soldiers' unit approaching from behind.

That person removed his hat, and the magical camouflage on his body was thus stripped away.

This was a human old man in his sixties.

His hair and eyebrows were already gray, and his deeply sunken eyes were cold and resolute like a machine.

In his hand was a steel sword broken down to a small fragment; green vines extended from the hilt, winding around and piercing into his palm, pumping and transporting something like blood vessels.

A faint reddish flow sank slowly down his old man's withered arm, winding around the broken sword and hilt like tassels.

Immediately after, it solidified into a blood-red hard substance, extending forward from the break in the sword to reshape a complete long sword.

The next moment.

The scarlet flow suddenly surged violently, shooting straight upward!

Old Ed's aura climbed step by step, from the mid-stage of the seventh tier to the high stage, and then to the peak!

Boom!

He suddenly crushed the ground beneath him; the blood-red long sword, shimmering with the spiritual technique light of 【Nine Flashes】, rushed straight at Rod.

Then, in an instant, he was swept away by that domineering greatsword.

But he didn't give up; the scarlet flow winding around his body greatly increased his defense, and he actually wasn't killed by a single blow.

He lunged forward again, unleashing another 【Nine Flashes】!

Watching the two of them fighting for their lives,

the cambion Boden pursed his lips, slightly resentful:

"Damn, so many enemies, and they still have to fight three against one."

But even though he said that, unlike some guys in the Inferno, he was the type with a sense of contract.

Whoosh—

Dark bat wings unfolded behind him; the membranes bore marks of spells piercing through and blades slashing, but it didn't affect flight.

After flapping two or three times in place, he rose to mid-air, recharging the 【Flame Ray】 in his hand, and joined the battle group where powerful shockwaves and scarlet flows were spraying.

In the shadows,

"Miss Tally, is it really okay not to help Mr. Rod?"

Miss Wen Na nervously clenched her hands, unconsciously squeezing the flesh in her palms until they turned red.

The fierce four-person battlefield, starting from the cliff near Sword Bay, pushed south all the way to Roaring Forest.

Then, after smashing a small patch of trees, Mr. Rod suddenly exerted force, his door-like greatsword sweeping everyone away one by one.

Immediately after, the battlefield, carrying rolling thick smoke and dust, suddenly made a sharp turn, shifting from south to north.

Along the way, it crossed the Lizard Swamp, and the aftershocks shattered several camps built by lizardmen.

It also directly swept through and broke the brick road surface on the Trade Highway.

After that, it crossed the Delmbir River north of Axe Beach, fighting all the way to Edip Forest south of Waterdeep City.

The four were fighting fiercely, locked in a deadlock.

But ultimately, it was three against one, which inevitably made Miss Wen Na feel worried.

"Miss Tally?"

The succubus beside her, who had been following and watching the battle, did not respond, so Miss Wen Na had to call out again.

But there was still no response.

She turned her head to look and immediately froze.

She saw that succubus duck sitting on the ground, her face flushed, her right hand reaching into her skirt, doing who-knows-what.

"What are you doing?! Mr. Rod is in a life-or-death battle!"

"Life-or-death battle? Uh-ha... how is that possible? Master isn't even using his full strength! Master's sword strike was so cool... no, I have to do it again..."

"Hey!"

"... Why are you so nervous? Is he my master or your master?"

"I... I'm worried about Mr. Rod; he won't be able to take me to Waterdeep City anymore!"

Tally glanced sideways at her, noticing that this fellow was acting shy and fidgety.

Mimicking her master, she raised an eyebrow: "Young Lady, don't blame me for not reminding you; our master doesn't like humans, you should know that."

Who would have thought Miss Wen Na wouldn't deny it, but instead blinked her large, pale blue eyes.

She said in a low, resentful voice: "That's not necessarily true."

"That's pretty obvious, isn't it? You've been following us for several days now—did you really not notice that Master only likes to get intimate with girls of different races?"

"But that... at best can only be called lust. Love and lust are still very different... just like you."

Tally's eyes went wide.

Then she shook her head disdainfully: "You probably don't know since you're not a real succubus, but we can sense a man's feelings toward us through his essence. To put it bluntly, Master is absolutely head over heels in love with me—the kind of love where he'd give up the whole world for me. Just thinking about it makes me wet."

"I don't think so."

Miss Wen Na looked at her doubtfully:

"Young Lady Tally must have misunderstood the lust between the sheets. This sort of thing still needs to be judged from everyday behavior. Look—in my deal with Mr. Rod, it clearly stated only until I was delivered to Deepwater City, but now he's gone out of his way to find trouble with the Zhentarim and demons. Surely that must be at least partly for my sake."

As she spoke, her face flushed red and she proudly put her hands on her hips.

"Also, I wonder if you've noticed, but Mr. Rod hasn't been short on bullying me these past few days. You don't know this since you're a succubus, but human boys all love using this method to attract the attention of a girl they like."

"Huh? Uh-hahaha—"

Tally was immediately amused into laughter by this pick-me girl.

She couldn't be bothered to argue with such a moron.

She'd go back to watching her master's handsome face.

No! Damn it, the more she thought about it, the angrier she got!

She kicked Miss Wen Na into a shadowy little corner, locking her in solitary confinement and banning her from watching the live broadcast.

Delimbil River Channel.

This waterway, hugging the outside of the town of Axe Tooth, served as a moat on the north side—protecting the residents within the walls on one hand, and acting as a trade channel on the other, the only route from Noisy Water City into the Sword Coast waters.

Rod, who had blasted into the sky with Flight Spell + Repulsion Spell, suddenly swung the Dragon-Slaying Greatsword.

Hum!!!

A muffled whoosh carried an unmatched weight.

The casual arrogance on Cambion Boden's face had vanished completely, and his slickly pomaded slicked-back hair exploded into a mess.

His bat-wings spread wide as he hurriedly changed position, trying to dodge.

The greatsword's force was terrifying—ten minutes ago he had been forced to take one head-on, and three layers of magical shields shattered in a second, sending him and his weapon crashing into the ground and gouging out a meteor crater.

Fortunately, he cultivated both magic and spiritual power, with thick skin and high durability—only then did he not just drop dead on the spot.

(End of this chapter)