Volume Two, Chapter Forty-Three

"Interesting." Alice squinted her scarlet eyes. She held a flame-shaped magic sword and took two steps back to put on a posture. "Let me meet the tenth-level powerhouse of this era."

"This familiar posture, you really inherited all the fighting skills from Your Royal Highness." Oswell smacked his lips, and then exclaimed, "Is this the power of the demon god?"

Alice didn't answer. She strode forward and quickly swung the scorching sword. The tip of the sword drew a billowing heat wave in the air, and the orange flames flickered. Of course, such an attack full of flaws is nothing to fear in the eyes of Oswell. With a side step, he avoided the fatal blow wrapped in flames, and then he spread his hands calmly and joked: "Oh, it's so scary, I almost hit it. The temper is also inherited."

"Shut up, human." Alice bit her lip and said viciously. She had used all her strength for that blow just now, but even so, the magic sword couldn't even touch the man's shadow. This also shows that the opponent's strength is far above hers.

Sure enough, shouldn't the tenth-order humans be underestimated?

Alice looked down. This woman's body is very good, and her mind is not bad, but there is still a huge gap compared with the tenth-order monster. In her line of sight, she couldn't even catch the man's movement.

Alice originally wanted to use the identity of the woman named Melinda to sow discord, break down the trust between them, and break them down one by one. Unexpectedly, this man would see through her disguise in an instant. Now that it has been exposed, there is no need to play Melinda's identity any longer. And as far as she was concerned, that man named Eric was no match for Oswell.

An outstanding female member, there is only one person in the clergy team. Sure enough, is this the most suitable cage trap for capturing demon gods?

Surviving a desperate situation, only to fall again from a higher precipice.

He actually used his subordinates as bait to deliberately lure the demon god to take the bait to complete the replacement. This is by no means something that ordinary people can easily do.

In an instant, Alice had the idea that the man in front of her was more terrifying than herself as a demon god.

"Your Highness Alice, if you want me to shut up, you can do it at any time." Oswell bowed gracefully, "The premise is...you can defeat me."

Hearing this, Alice's pupils shrank. At this moment, there was no shadow of the silver-haired young man in front of her eyes.

'Missing? So fast. '

Alice strikes a pose. She looked tense and looked around. And there was no one in the room except the man named Eric who had lost his fighting spirit.

'Where did that human go? '

"Here it is."

The soft voice of death sounded in the ear. Alice's body shook, and then the tip of the sword pierced through her chest.

"Uh...ha..."

After the girl groaned in pain, the sword was quickly drawn out.

The bright red blood splattered everywhere, dyeing the room red again. Alice fell to the ground trembling, and the flame-shaped magic sword gradually lost the luster of the flame, and the hazy magic power overflowed in all directions.

"What, I don't have a long memory at all." Oswell sighed, turned his back to the corpse and took out the red handkerchief again, and gently wiped the blood stains on the sword, "It's obviously the first time you died like this, right? "

Just when Oswell was about to retract the sword, his movements stopped. An incredible voice came from behind him, and he turned around hesitantly, but what he saw was a strange picture.

There is no doubt that it was Princess Alice who fell on the ground. But, something is different. Dark purple light gushed out from the wound on the girl's chest, illuminating the dark room. Alice got up slowly with such a strange gesture.

Oswell's expression froze, he stared at the girl in front of him in disbelief, "You... unexpectedly..."

He wasn't surprised that the girl who should have pierced the heart was still alive, but felt a little familiar with the powerful aura suddenly rising from the girl. In an instant, the picture in the man's memory flashed. The coffin that was stolen by the church some time ago, and the taboo and rotten things in it, turned out to be right in front of us.

"Really... I obviously don't want to use this guy's leather jacket." Alice sighed, and she moved her wrist, "After all, during this period of time, that piece of leather has recovered a few percent of its strength, and even I don't want to use it." clear."

"The fur coat of the Succubus Queen Catalina, so it is." Oswell showed an excited look. He asked, "Could it be that you were the one who stole this succubus mummy from the church earlier?"

Alice replied irrefutably, "Oh, maybe."

"Human, you are the first person to let me use the power of the Succubus Queen."

"Thanks for the prize, then, let me see it. The succubus lady in the emperor's leather dress."

There was a wicked smile on the corner of Alice's mouth, but she didn't reply. She took a step forward, the knuckles on her back instantly bulged, and the wide wings spread out, as if they could cover the sky. Disorderly pitch-black feathers drifted down in the room like ink-stained frost and snow.

Eric stared blankly at this scene. He stretched out his hand to pick up a piece of feather, which was sticky black and seemed to fall off as soon as he wiped it. This is the symbol of Alice's new life.

Looking at this scene, Oswell couldn't help but be fascinated. In front of the girl's chest, the purple light had already disappeared. But the bluish-blue skin revealed by the open wound all proved the girl's true identity.

Under the princess Alice's skin is not the demon god, but the succubus queen Katarina who has reached the tenth-order realm. As for the demon god, it is obviously still deeper.

"Hello, Eric."

"Oswell... my lord?"

"I'll just say the next thing. Before I get into a fight with this guy, get out of the way with your sword. Better get out of the way."

"Lord Oswell, what are you going to do?" Eric asked.

"Ha, I should have thought earlier that the Demon Gods would have been prepared for this. Otherwise, they would not have appeared here." Oswell said helplessly, "Even if I set up a perfect game, in the end it will still be Didn't count on that."

"Could it be that...you want to fight this monster alone?"

"Naturally." Oswell nodded, "Although the fact that the imperial daughter is the container of the demon god has been revealed. But... if this woman is allowed to escape easily from here, the consequences will still be very troublesome."

"Is the parting message over?" Alice's pupils turned ghostly purple, and she said in the voice of a seductive mature woman, "Oswell, you and I are both of the tenth order. In this battle, Who do you think will win."

"Of course it is me."

"Oh?"

"That's right. The succubus queen Catalina is a powerhouse of the tenth rank, but the demon gods with empty souls are fragile." Oswell took a few steps forward, "At the moment we first met, I really I feel a sense of crisis from you. But that's all."

"What do you mean by that?" Alice asked, raising her eyebrows displeased.

"You are bluffing." Oswell took another step forward, "If you can freely control this Succubus Queen's leather jacket, then there is no need to use the identity of this guy named Melinda, isn't it? ?”

Alice didn't answer. Seeing this, Oswell shrugged in satisfaction, "It seems that I guessed it right."

"As far as I know, the Succubus Queen was dying before she disappeared. Even if she is replaced by a demon god, she will not be able to quickly return to her prime." Oswell questioned Alice's slightly flustered face with his eyes. "How could such a domineering aura come from a dying person?"