Volume Two, Chapter 44

"Since this power can only be used in life and death, in my opinion, there is only one possibility." Oswell continued, "This skin of the Succubus Queen is not at your disposal, I say right?"

Seen through?

Alice panicked. As the man in front of him said, the succubus queen's skin hadn't had enough time to recover, and the skin that hadn't fully recovered from its rotting state was wrinkled. The aura that erupted today is only a flash in the pan, fleeting. There was a real fight, she was no match for Oswell.

I wanted to use the aura of this skin to push back the meddling guy, but I didn't expect to meet ten levels of human beings all at once.

This time, even Alice's hole cards didn't work anymore.

So, run away?

Alice frowned, and the wings behind her fluttered, creating a huge air current. This made Eric in the room cover his eyes, but Oswell beside him just squinted his eyes, as if he was not affected at all.

"Oh, goodbye, human." Alice narrowed her scarlet eyes and mocked, "Maybe your speed is fast, but that's 'fast' for Alice's skin. Wingless Guy, it's impossible to catch up with me."

"Go slowly, don't send it off." Oswell just smiled lightly, then stepped sideways, giving Alice a way out of the room.

What is this guy planning?

Alice looked at Oswell with a weird gaze, she couldn't figure out what this man was trying to do. Shouldn't he stop himself at this time?

"You guy, are you thinking something wrong?" Alice raised her eyebrows.

"How come, haha." Oswell couldn't help laughing, "Ladies first, this is our etiquette as male gentlemen."

"Huh, that's all. I feel disgusted seeing your face. Goodbye, human being." After leaving these words, Alice flapped her wings and flew out like an arrow from the string.

Oswell also came to the door after seeing the figure with huge wings go away. Then he jumped up and landed on the top of the clock tower in the distance.

Oswell did not intend to let Alice go. It's just that there are some things that need to be done before he can catch the demon god with his own hands. He was at the top of the clock tower, looking at the burning city below him. The city of Rajache was brightly lit, and the intense light almost lit up the sky. Of course, the flying monster was also among them.

"Haha, Lord Oswell actually asked us to get up and light the lamp in the middle of the night, so sleepy... Wait! That... What?"

The soldier who was still holding a coal lamp on the edge of the city wall yelled, but soon, he discovered something strange from the sky not far away. His confused look also changed.

There is no doubt that the girl with pitch-black wings is their princess Alice. But... why does Princess Alice have such wings?

"Hey! You guys, look at the sky!"

"That thing that is flying is actually... Lady Alice?"

……

"Not bad, it seems that everyone has seen it." Oswell breathed a sigh of relief.

However, before the decisive battle, he still had one thing to deal with. That is the negotiation with King Alec.

Alice is the daughter of King Alec. As the princess, she was eaten by the demon god, and then put on human skin to replace her. Such a fact, presumably no father can accept it?

Oswell planned to do it after getting the king's permission. Although his own wish was to directly wipe out the demon god with Alice's skin, he still chose to respect the king's choice.

Soon, a distant beacon ignited. Oswell's eyes lit up. That location is the seat of King Yalei. This also means that he witnessed all this and gave orders to Oswell.

Kill Alice and the demon god under her skin.

"Of order, sir." A smile appeared on the corner of Oswell's mouth, he bowed self-consciously, and then his gaze drifted upwards. On the other side of the cloud, there is Alice's figure.

"Your Highness, you are right. I do not have wings. If you fly in the sky, I will naturally not be able to catch up with you." Oswell said to himself, and he rolled up his sleeves, revealing the entwined The bandaged arm, "But, as long as Her Royal Highness is shot down from that high altitude, you won't encounter these problems."

Taking off the glove, the bandage engraved with the holy talisman fell to the ground as Oswell untied it round and round. Revealing Oswell's weird limbs. There is no doubt that they are the limbs of a demon, and they are far thinner than the thick limbs of ordinary great demons. The dark blue skin is smooth and delicate, exuding a faint luster under the moonlight.

"Ah, Succubus Queen Katarina, I feel where you are." Oswell smiled strangely, "This limb is calling your body."

"It's like a child looking for a way home." He stroked the slender limb of the demon and said softly.

……

Hundreds of years ago, the church captured the succubus queen Catalina, and they tortured and abused this high-level demon with tenth-level strength. However, if it is just ordinary flogging and death penalty, it is absolutely impossible for her to perish physically and mentally and fall into corruption.

For a hundred years, the Church has been researching how to use the body of the Succubus Queen Catalina. The immortal body of this high succubus can regenerate no matter how many times it is killed. After realizing this feature, simply testing the power of light magic can no longer satisfy them. Gradually, those crazy guys came up with more interesting ideas.

The limit of human beings is the tenth level, but compared to other higher races, the process of reaching the tenth level is many times more difficult. Demons, blood, dragons, and even elves, these guys can inherit enough power from their ancestors at birth, and humans, no matter how powerful their predecessors are, have nothing to do with them as descendants. They all need to rely on their own efforts to start from scratch and keep getting stronger.

Then, a lunatic came up with an idea.

"What will happen if you cut off the limb of this demon and graft it into another human child?"

The succubus queen Katarina's body is immortal, no matter how many arms are cut off, she can regenerate. Therefore, they can try an infinite number of times.

"We humans can also inherit power from a more powerful race."

"If we can harness this power, we can use it against the heretics."

The young Oswell was one of the chosen children. He was selected from an orphanage with another batch of children. The nuns stroked his head and told him it was time to show their faith.

At that time, Oswell did not feel the slightest respect for the so-called gods of light. He just wanted to eat one more bite of sausage and drink another bowl of stew, and obediently called out the name of God from the nun's mouth.

However, when all the children who went to participate in the experiment died, the emotionally indifferent he felt the emotion of fear for the first time. He witnessed with his own eyes that that terrifying arm swallowed countless children back and exploded to death. Flesh and blood splashed in his sight, even stained his face, and slid down. He sniffed it, and it was nauseating, the smell of iron. Seeing this, the adults quickly wiped off the flesh and blood on his face. And put on a hypocritical smile, and said to him, it's okay, nothing will happen.

Finally, it was the turn of the last participant.

Oswell. His arm will be cut off, and he will be grafted with a slender arm that looks like a succubus.