Male Succubus Apocalypse

In the tavern restaurant in the underworld.

"Very good, the services you have provided in the past two days are all good, but remember, this is work, don't bring in personal emotions, don't develop feelings with the guests. You are wearing masks, so even if they like it, it's just your mask, do you understand?"

Facing the eight kids sitting around him, Xu Heng spoke earnestly.

"How could that be? I feel uncomfortable at work every day. I'm still afraid of women..." The talkative Nolan responded actively.

This is the common thought of the eight male succubi.

Although Xu Heng knew this, he still had to emphasize that the world is biased and they are demons. He couldn't get over this first hurdle, not to mention acting as a submissive listener. If he really wanted to find true love, Xu Heng felt that he would not find it at work.

The main thing is that according to succubi, they are not mature physically! The same is true psychologically!

"I know, but I still want to emphasize that, let's eat quickly, it's late." Xu Heng smiled and asked everyone to eat quickly, as it was almost ten o'clock in his previous life.

These kids are devils. They can’t be filled with just one or two meals. Moreover, they are still in the growth stage, so they need to eat even more.

After dinner, Xu Heng asked them to go to bed quickly so as to prepare for work, and promised to take them to see the human world on the weekend.

He stayed behind to clean up the dishes, but there was still one "little troublemaker" who didn't listen to him, and that was March.

On the gentle face were a pair of deep eyes, watching Xu Heng's every move.

Xu Heng pretended not to see it, picked up the plates and forks with the slime's tentacles, put them in the kitchen, and then called the water element slime that had been standing outside for almost the entire day to complete the final cleaning work before walking back to the restaurant.

"What's wrong? Machi, what do you want to talk to me about?" Xu Heng pulled out a chair and sat next to Machi and asked.

"I want to know your future plans. I believe that you will not always run this small pub here." Machi pushed his glasses and looked at Xu Heng with sharp eyes.

This is March's habit, a very oppressive conversational habit. When applied to work, it is an affectionate look that often fascinates customers.

"Well, I have other plans. I plan to let Nolan, who has a talent for fighting, learn combat skills once we can make some money, and let Kawen learn magic. As for the other children with average talents, I hope they can follow you."

"Follow me? What do you mean?"

"Machi, you are a smart kid, you are thoughtful and mature enough. I will hand over this shop to you in the future. We also have a nest in the abyss. When the time is right, we can recruit male succubi and accumulate strength. This is the only way to gain a foothold in this world."

"What about you?"

"I?"

When asked by Machi, Xu Heng couldn't think of an answer for a moment. In fact, he didn't have too many plans for his future. If he had to say something, it would be to stay alive and then find a way to reincarnate back to the original world.

He still missed that society with the rule of law, where he didn't have to worry about being killed by some powerful man every day. His sister and mother were also there. But after forty years, maybe he could still see them.

"Are you going to sacrifice yourself again?" March suddenly leaned forward, his tone cold. "In the lair, and here, you kept saying that we should fight for freedom with our own hands, but every time you sacrificed yourself!"

"Uh..." Xu Heng was frightened by being so close to Machi, almost face to face.

"You signed a contract with the Balrog for our sake, and now you're Vivian's servant. We are free. What about you? I don't agree with your way of making decisions on your own without considering us every time!" March said with a firm attitude. He stood up and danced with his hands and feet, expressing his dissatisfaction with fierce body language.

Xu Heng was not upset by Machi's yelling, because he sensed that Machi's emotion was not anger, but guilt and pity.

In fact, it was he who gave the name March because his soul was embodied as a cold, winged black horse, free and unrestrained.

"Machi, if you want to gain, you must pay. You should understand that we are still too weak now. We can get so much more by sacrificing me. It's a good thing. Besides, Vivian is also very good to me..."

"No matter how good you are, you are just a servant. After America feels that you are worthless, won't she kill you in the end? I know that we are not mature enough and have no ability to help you. I swear, I will take back your freedom with my own hands in the future!"

After saying this, Ma Qi looked at Xu Heng deeply, then turned and walked away.

Leaving Xu Heng with a confused look on his face.

No, what happened to the child? What happened to him? He kept saying he was free, but I didn't feel that he was not free... Was he possessed by Alan?

"Attack of Succubus"?

"Julie, no, why not?" Xu Heng didn't understand and couldn't find anyone to ask, so he could only ask Julie, after all, she had lived for such a long time.

"You can give so many truths to that blond kid, but can't you understand your own child's mind?" Julie's sarcastic voice sounded.

"No, no, no, actually it's just March that I don't understand. He often dives like this."

"Tsk, here, let me give you an analogy. You have an elder who loves you very much, but sacrificed his life to protect you. You were very weak at the time and could do nothing. You watched your loved one die. Then, your elder miraculously resurrected, but it has to happen again. Although he didn't sacrifice his life, can you accept it a little bit?"

"No, it's really unfair for you to use such an analogy!"

"I'm afraid you can't put yourself in!"

After spending quite some time with Julie, Xu Heng increasingly discovered the contrast between these two sisters. In fact, it could be seen as early as when Vivian was confronting her, from being confident of winning at the beginning to being insane and crazy.

Otherwise, is it possible for an elegant and powerful person to come up with such a rule that when souls collide, the only one who can see who is harder is to be compared?

But what Julie said was indeed right. Even in his previous life, Xu Heng was playing a role of sacrificing himself without his knowledge.

"Forget it, this is the only way for now. Let's practice. There is no other way..."

……

Go through the corridor on the first basement floor and reach the end. Then walk to the right. There is a small corner space and a door on the side.

Xu Heng opened it and found another staircase behind the door, but the decoration was ordinary, it could be said that it was not decoration at all, just cement walls, cement stairs and a candle.

Walking down the stairs, I came to a vast space. There were only a few candles on the wall, but it didn't matter. The demon's night vision was much better than that of humans, so it was not affected at all.

The empty room had a row of beds at the end, on which were the corpses of powerful men of various races. In the middle of the floor, there was a circular magic circle drawn with some kind of blood.

Because Vivian promised Xu Heng to learn necromancy magic, she helped him get a lot of corpses. It was said that they were bought on a black market... Who knows?

Vivian herself doesn't know any necromancy magic, so she can only let Xu Heng teach himself. The magic book - from Julie - has already been given to Xu Heng, so he can only watch and see.

Basic hands-off.

However, after browsing the classics, Xu Heng felt that it was simple. The most difficult part of getting started with the undead system is getting a corpse and extracting the death energy from it.

The difficult part is the soul magic part. Without someone to guide him, it is easy to go astray. It also requires a very high level of talent. Vivian originally intended to let him learn only the undead system.

He studied almost all the soul-related books on his own.

Fortunately, Xu Heng has Julie, a living encyclopedia of both souls and spirits.

"By the way, why don't I believe that you are a slave? Don't scold me, really, I didn't expect that you could fool that little girl like that. You got me confused. I even began to doubt the point of my diligent practice." Julie couldn't help but asked the question that she had been holding back for a long time today.

The other world itself has ranks. The weak are busy running for their lives, while the strong pursue becoming stronger. Rank naturally becomes something that everyone pursues, just like everyone wants to pursue wealth in the original world. Becoming stronger is often regarded by many people as something they pursue in this life.

But the question raised by Xu Heng is, apart from these things, what should we pursue as for ourselves, or more fundamentally, what is the meaning of such a life.

Picking out a thousand people in another world may not give a good answer that satisfies others or yourself, even if a thousand people have different Hamlets in their eyes.

Nihilism is a problem that many people encounter when they first encounter philosophy.

"Tsk, life has no meaning! Isn't that simple? If you can't get the answer, then there is no answer! Let me give you an analogy. You are a pig. You were born and kept in captivity by humans. Your fate is to be eaten. Your meaning to humans is meat. It was destined from the beginning. If life has its own meaning from the beginning, is it different from you?"

"You...you use an analogy like that? ...Then life has no meaning?"

"Isn't it me who's learning from you to use analogies? Put yourself in my shoes... Of course life has meaning, don't you understand or what? You've lived in vain. The meaning of life is to find meaning! It is what you give it, and only then will life be your own!"

After saying this in anger, Xu Heng felt a little dizzy. "It would be better if the world didn't matter, and life was empty. Then can't we just be more casual?"

"You...I..., damn it! You are definitely not a slave! You are...you are the reincarnation of a great sage!" Julie was shocked by Xu Heng's answer. She couldn't think straight for a moment and became as crazy as she was before she was "killed" by Vivian.

"Get lost, just tell me what we are going to practice today, and forget about it." Xu Heng was speechless and wanted to get straight to the point.

"Wait, wait a minute, what is the meaning of your life? I don't care, I just want to know! Otherwise I won't teach you!"

"Wow, sister, are you crazy? Haven't you shaken your brain for too long?... Tsk, okay, stop yelling in my head!... The meaning of my life is to feel, to feel the feeling of being alive, no, it should be the feeling of living."

There was no other way, so Xu Heng spoke his true feelings, "If you can figure it out, think about it. If you can't figure it out, don't think about it. Just be happy and be an ordinary person."

Julie finally stopped messing around in Xu Heng's mind and became silent. She really couldn't figure it out.

She couldn't understand for a while that a necromancer, who killed people as his job and had been living with death for hundreds of years, was a typical native of another world pursuing higher pursuits.

how about you?

……

Xu Heng barely survived the quarrel, and after Julie calmed down, he gave an evaluation of "I can't chat with you often, otherwise you will become a psychopath", and then began his own practice for the day.

First, sit in the magic circle drawn under Julie's guidance, which relies on death energy to warm the soul, and then start to chant soul songs, using the magic circuits in the body to lure out the hidden resentment and residual power in the strong man in front of him - death energy.

The process of stimulating the soul in this way should be quite painful, but Xu Heng's soul is gifted, and he has Julie as his soul servant to share the burden, so it is so comfortable.

The soul system's way of cultivating the soul is actually not much different from exercising muscles. It is about constant and repeated stimulation to promote growth and strength. The principle is the same, and this process can also allow practitioners to better control the power of the soul.

Just like those who exercise can better understand and control their bodies, this degree of control is the key to performing soul magic.

Julie also proposed a new method to him - "You are so good at talking, why not learn spiritual magic instead of soul magic? You can even make me feel shaken, you are a genius!"

Mental magic is another branch of soul magic, but it is not in the category of undead magic, but in the category of illusion magic.

The power lies in the mental control. Different from the soul system which simply and crudely uses the soul itself, the mental system attacks the mind and psychology, and confuses the five senses. It also requires the soul. At the same time, it also requires the caster to grasp the enemy's psychology.

"And among the Ultimate Wizards, there was a guy who created the 'manipulation' spell based on the mental spell. He was a young genius on par with Vivian, but he disappeared after causing a bloody battle." Julie said with admiration and regret. "And there is no one to succeed him!"

"Hey, what do you mean? I didn't mean to dampen anyone's spirit... You make it sound so powerful, but can you do it?"

"I can't."

"You are talking nonsense, aren't you? You don't know how to learn anything, what are you talking about? I really admire you, you idiot!"

"What if you meet him in the future?"

"Get lost! I'm practicing! Why are you disturbing me like this? You mediocre teacher!"

This is how Xu Heng and Julie usually get along. The noisy and noisy atmosphere makes Xu Heng feel less lonely and bored.

A practice session lasts from ten o'clock to seven in the morning. An adult demon has plenty of energy and can go without sleep for a few days without affecting his daytime work. However, the pain of staying motionless and concentrating during the practice is unbearable.

With Julie as a companion, it's still a bit of fun.