When Ariana slowly approached Ning Feng, she did not continue to follow him, but lay lazily on the spot.
"The speed of adaptation is faster than I thought~"
Less than a day later, when Ning Feng approached the succubus' back again, what he showed was exactly the opposite.
Although his body was trembling slightly, his firm steps did not hesitate at all.
Is it fear?
There is no doubt that he is afraid of death.
But at the same time, no one can ignore the... excitement emanating from him.
More than ten hours ago, Ning Feng had just awakened from his past life consciousness, and with the thought of death, he prepared to attack the succubus with a fatal blow.
But now, he has become the holder of demon blood, using succubus as his prey to enhance himself.
Licking his lips, he was like a beast hiding in the shadows, looking at the other person's neck, ready to bite at any moment.
The mentality has obviously changed.
From prey to hunter.
He said he would never take risks, but when Arianna mentioned the plan to hunt the succubus, the first reaction that came into Ning Feng's heart was actually...
excited.
It seems to come from the depths of the soul, the desire to kill, the hunger to plunder life.
Ning Feng knew that this situation was very wrong and there was definitely something wrong with it, so he did not agree directly.
He wants to be the master of the bloodline, not the servant of this demonic blood.
But simply giving in will not change anything.
So he arranged his escape route and gave himself insurance against death.
After that, it’s all about willfulness.
Ning Feng needed to vent.
Putting aside the fear of death, the anger at being controlled by unknown beings, and the unwillingness to live under the protection of family members...
Let it all out!
No matter what the outcome of this attack was, Ning Feng didn't care.
Anyway, he was happy.
As for the outcome, leave it to fate.
The distance shortened step by step, and Ning Feng could even smell the sweet scent emanating from the other party.
After concentrating, an illusory picture appeared in front of his eyes again. Different colors were scattered all over the succubus' body, indicating the corresponding vital points.
[Offset 2 cm to the upper left, the angle remains unchanged]
call……
Breathing out the breath in his lungs and no longer hesitating, Ning Feng rushed over like a thunderbolt!
He shuttled back and forth between the layers of iron chains and came straight to the back of the succubus.
Only half a stature away!
It stands to reason that with such movement, the succubus is not dead and should have noticed the problem long ago.
But with the power of the Book of the Forgotten, she just felt uneasy and felt as if she had overlooked something...
It wasn't until the moment the tip of the dagger touched the skin of her back that the terrifying sense of crisis came too late!
Even if they are all first-level succubi, there are still differences between individuals.
The succubus in front of me was obviously more experienced in combat.
When this succubus was feeling uneasy, she seemed not to care on the surface, but secretly she had already clenched her whip and prepared for defense.
She didn't hesitate at the moment of life and death, she immediately removed her disguise, waved her broad bat wings, and suddenly faced the dagger.
The succubus decided in an instant to cut off the warrior's wrist and fight to avoid fatal injuries even with the broken bat wings.
Wow!
The dagger pierced the membrane of the bat's wing, then slid quickly and unceremoniously, and finally stabbed directly at the connection between the bat's wing and the shoulder blade.
laugh!
"ah!!!"
The pain made the succubus scream, but it also made her eyes extremely cruel.
In this short moment, the succubus had clearly seen the appearance of the attacker and understood his strength. She was no longer worried.
A person who got in by luck, although his stealth ability is very high, trying to kill the succubus through backstabbing is really fanciful!
However, the opponent's stealth ability is too strong, so he cannot be allowed to run away, and the affairs of the altar must not be exposed.
"Come here!"
The pitch-black whip in his hand swung violently, detonating to tear the air and lashing directly at the daring attacker.
But the next second, the succubus' eyes widened!
Um!!?
Because the attacker did not dodge, but raised his left arm, letting the whip wrap around him and cut into his flesh and blood.
His eyes were calm, as if he felt no pain, and he pulled his arm back at the moment when the succubus was dazed!
The succubus didn't want Ning Feng to run away, so why did he want her to leave?
With no long-range attack methods and no holy flame as a finishing move, Ning Feng's only chance of winning is a blood-for-blood close-quarters fight!
Don't go, little sister!
I'm very annoying!
The movements were very crazy, but Ning Feng's heart was extremely calm, like a sophisticated instrument analyzing the pros and cons.
The point of attack, strength, angle, the opponent's counterattack...
One by one, each way of coping, I ran through my mind, selected the best plan, and then implemented it.
After seizing the opportunity, Ning Feng did not let go of any opportunity he had created before.
One knife, two knives.
Ning Feng, who was unable to dodge, was scratched by the succubus' sharp claws on his chest, with deep scars visible on the bones.
Three knives, four knives.
This time, the succubus moved slower and slower, leaving only traces of her struggle on Ning Feng's cheeks.
Five knives, six knives.
When Ning Feng stabbed the succubus' seventh knife into the neck, she no longer resisted, and the whip in her hand fell to the ground.
Snapped.
As if he had entered sage mode, Ning Feng looked at the succubus with his head drooped and only his chest still rising slightly, and a thought flashed through his mind.
"It turns out that only seven knives are needed."
Pulling out the dagger, dark red blood spurted out from the wound, like a fountain of blood flowers.
Blood splashed to the corner of his mouth, and the panting Ning Feng subconsciously licked it.
Dong Dong.
The heart beats violently!
The desire that had been suppressed since entering the battle expanded in an instant, impacting Ning Feng's mind with an irresistible force.
Almost following the desire in his body, he lifted the succubus directly up and let the blood fall down his cheek.
The bewitched humans around them scattered as early as the battle began, but they did not leave completely. Instead, they fell into a trance again after walking halfway and joined the crazy party.
In the frenzied feast, humans lifted up the demons and soaked everything in their bodies with blood.
Like the bloody thorns that grow in depravity.
Wanton, crazy.
Did humans kill the demons?
Or is a new demon about to be born?
On the other side, the black cat who had been watching the show finally stood up and walked slowly towards that side.
"Okay, it's time for the considerate big sister to save the little one who almost slipped...oh?"
Ariana's steps stopped because Ning Feng, who was holding the succubus over there, had not lost his mind as she thought.
He grabbed the succubus's neck with one hand, but Ning Feng did not open his mouth to swallow, but let the blood bathe down, dyeing his whole body red.
Compared with his manic movements, his eyes showed extreme indifference.
Seeing the succubus's eyes gradually losing luster and the tears shedding, Ning Feng spoke for the first time:
"Tears?"
Letting go of his hand and letting the succubus fall to the ground, Ning Feng lowered his head to look at her and said softly:
"Do demons cry too?"
The voice was so gentle that the dying succubus was stunned, and then felt extremely uneasy.
Something is going to happen!?
Squatting down, Ning Feng gently lifted Succubus's chin and looked into her eyes filled with murderous intent, anger, humiliation... and fear.