Male Succubus Apocalypse

"I didn't expect that he really did it!" Outside the succubus's lair, in the long-ambushed army of Fire Demons, the Fire Demon Baron exclaimed in surprise.

A few years ago, he received a secret contact from a male succubus that was out of control.

It is said that he spent decades exploring every strategic location in the Succubus Den, trying every means to contact himself and ask for a deal.

He originally thought that this was a cunning trap set by the succubus, but after she rushed to the military camp alone and met him in person, the Fire Demon Baron was convinced.

The content of the deal was very bold. The male succubus promised to severely injure Lady America and let him into her nest, and she only needed to give the male succubus shelter and set them free.

And make yourself sign a soul-to-soul contract - if either party violates it, they will suffer a severe blow to the soul.

At the same time, Baron Fire Demon understood why he dared to act like this. The answer was that his soul could not be branded at all. He might be able to kill him, but in that case he might lose the opportunity to conquer the succubus forever.

Defeating America and obtaining a large number of succubus slaves with much higher IQs than the Fire Demon race, at the cost of just protecting a few weaker demons, is a sure win for the Fire Demon Baron.

Of course, he didn't think this plan would succeed at first, until he saw the red light exploding from the succubus's nest.

"Charge!" He had already obtained the map of the nest. Once America was injured, she would have no intention of using the various defensive measures of the nest. Now was the best time.

At the same time, the Fire Demon Baron hoped that the brave and careful male succubus was not dead, so that he could get a smart military advisor who knew how to lie dormant and was ruthless!

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After a burst of white light, Xu Heng was in a trance for a moment, and then he saw the surrounding environment change. The red bedroom decoration instantly turned into a classic French style with white tiles and a series of colorful array patterns.

There was a practical silver magic chandelier on the ceiling, and the floor was covered with an exquisite Klein blue carpet with a five-pointed star embroidered on it.

The owner here seems to particularly like the combination of blue and white.

The moment this thought came to mind, a huge pressure suddenly crushed over him, and Xu Heng suddenly felt like a small boat on the raging sea, with the surging tides around him ready to swallow him up at any time.

It's not the kind of weakness like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, but the mayfly's powerlessness compared to the earth is a hundred or a thousand times stronger than America.

Xu Heng, who had just been thinking of a one-for-one trade and was close to death, now came to his senses and was extremely afraid of death. At least he could die decently if he traded one-for-one with America, but now he was being crushed to death like an ant, which was aggrieved.

He had only had a few good days in his previous life, and this life was even more miserable. He really longed for a normal life.

But even though he knew he was definitely no longer in the nest, he was not sure whether he could still survive.

Xu Heng quickly lowered his head naturally, just like he was in the abyss, facing a strong man, and soon he knelt down.

"Huh? Why is it a succubus? And a male! And only level 4, so weak!" His thoughts were in a mess, and he was anxiously waiting for his fate to decide. Finally, he was interrupted by a youthful and pampered voice. It was a familiar demon language.

Woman! Another woman!

Xu Heng felt bitter, but he couldn't express his pain in words. During the past few decades as a male succubus, he had been involved in deceptions and deceptions with female succubi, and he was terrified when facing America, which almost made him develop a phobia towards women.

"My summoning contract states that 'must be delicious', 'able to do housework', 'mature', 'understanding girls' minds', and 'familiar with the human world'. Do you meet all of these requirements? Could there be something wrong with my magic summoning? Only the requirement of 'preferably a demon' is met?" The voice in the front sounded again, and this time the pressure that permeated the surroundings also decreased.

Hearing this, Xu Heng's brain felt like it was hit by a hammer, and he couldn't process it. Or it was like seeing the Michael Jackson dance performance at someone else's funeral, and he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Based on this information, he roughly knew that it was the magician in front of him who used the summoning circle to lock the summoned beast, but ended up creating a bunch of messed up conditions and accidentally summoned himself.

There is nothing wrong with the first few items, but the last one, "preferably a devil", has a big problem.

Which demon in the abyss can cook and do housework? The other things may be easy to understand, but these two are one in a million in the abyss.

It’s not that there aren’t any, but if you add “understanding girls’ minds” and “familiarity with the human world” to it, then it’s bad.

Because those who know how to do odd jobs must be low-level demons and may never reach the human world in their lifetime. But Xu Heng is different. He was reincarnated from Earth and in a sense, he is indeed familiar with the human world.

Furthermore, he has the male succubus's ability to perceive emotions, so it is natural for him to meet the requirements of understanding girls' minds.

It's incredible, this is purely directed at him.

But I have to save my life! The wizard in front of me is so powerful that he can't even straighten his knees when he releases a little pressure.

"Yes! Yes! There is nothing wrong with your summoning array!" Xu Heng responded repeatedly.

"Need I tell you? I'm one of the twelve ultimate wizards and the youngest tenth-order demigod. How could I make a mistake? Really, I should have known not to use the demon butler trick. It's not that interesting to summon a weakling!"

Listening to this man talking to himself in a cocky manner, Xu Heng swallowed his saliva. He was just a fourth-rank minion and couldn't tell whether his words were true or not.

But if what they said were true, then the sky would be dark and gloomy.

What is a demigod? Among demons, it is the supreme duke! It is an invincible demon who can make his home on the eighteenth floor of the abyss! He can break mountains and split seas with a snap of his fingers!

Fortunately, he had been frightened and peed enough times in the nest that it wouldn't leak out now.

"Forget it, just make do with it. Look up, succubi should all be pretty, right?" The magician, who seemed to be a young girl, spoke again.

Xu Heng did not dare to disobey and had to slowly raise his head. At the same time, his passive ability - soul perception was activated.

I saw a high mountain standing in the sea, with a blue and white floating throne on the top of the mountain. A blue-haired little girl who looked only eight or nine years old, wearing a blue and white robe inlaid with various gems, was sitting restlessly on the throne that was extremely inappropriate for her body.

He could feel that this soul was very young, probably less than thirty years old.

The most an ordinary male succubus can do is sense changes in emotions, and react through color in other people, but Xu Heng, as a reincarnated being, already has a fairly mature soul, and when he is reincarnated into the body of a succubus, he gets more spiritual nourishment, allowing him to undergo a qualitative change.

The soul is not a native soul, and its abilities have also changed.

Therefore, the local soul contract and brand cannot be impressed on his soul and is not affected by the soul-related rules of this world.

And the soul state of any person will be seen by him in a concrete form, which will reflect the person's joy, anger, sorrow, happiness, good and evil past.

Back then in the nest, the red and blue sisters took shape in Xu Heng's eyes. One was indeed a snake, the other was a scorpion, and America was a giant poisonous toad.

It can be said that what he saw in the nest every day were either poisonous insects or ferocious beasts, like wolves and tigers, snakes and rats in the same nest, in cahoots with each other. For Xu Heng, this was not a metaphor but a reality.

"Wow! Why are you naked!" A cry of surprise interrupted the activation of Xu Heng's ability. The concrete image of the soul disappeared, and a graceful girl wearing a white and blue Lolita lace skirt, a small blue magic hat, blue and white socks, small basketball shoes, and two blue ponytails appeared in front of him.

The expression on her face was like that of a shy girl who had not yet fallen in love. Her cheeks were slightly red, and her eyes had a clarity that was not worldly-wise. The remaining baby fat made her look playful and very cute.

"Ah——" Xu Heng didn't want to explain either, but it was too late to explain. The next second, the girl raised her hand and waved it. A transparent giant hand emitting white light condensed out of thin air and blew him away.

With a "bang", Xu Heng hit the wall, but it seemed that the girl didn't use much strength. Thanks to his fourth-level rank and the inherently strong body of a demon, Xu Heng was not seriously injured.

"Put these on and meet me outside," a somewhat panicked voice sounded, followed closely by footsteps, and finally a sentence "Succubus aren't that pretty..."

Xu Heng was helpless. Although he was a succubus, due to reincarnation, his face was the same as in his previous life. The only difference was that his skin was better.

He staggered to his feet and saw a maid outfit and a pair of black stockings not far away. Xu Heng was speechless.

Now he is very resistant to these feminine things, but his life is more important!

After putting it on with difficulty, Xu Heng felt for the first time that he was dressed so tightly. When he was in the nest, he was almost running naked.

I looked at myself through the reflection of the tiles - my skin was slightly purplish, the whites of my eyes were black, but my pupils were red, and I had two small devil horns on my head.

For decades, he hardly had a mirror to look at himself. He only knew through touch that his face was probably the same as before, but he didn't expect it to become like this.

He immediately used his ability to shapeshift, changing his horns into more pleasing grey cat ears, his skin into white, and his eyes back to black and white, just as he remembered his last appearance in his previous life - except that he did not restore his hair to the short buzz cut he was forced to have when he was in juvenile detention. There was absolutely no need for him to do that, as he had never been in jail in this life!

Well, I just spent time in the lair of female succubi that was more torturous than juvenile detention center...

Forty years!

Oh, yes, there is also a tail, it might as well be a gray cat's tail - the devil's tail is quite hard, a black whip-like thing with a sharp tip at the end.

The ability to transform allows Xu Heng to freely change the appearance details of his body, but it is limited to physical features and is actually a physical change. As for changing into clothes, it is not possible and falls into the category of illusion.

Only when Xu Heng became pleasing to his eyes did he trot out.

The door was very conspicuous, so he went up and pushed it. Unexpectedly, his hand went through it, and then an inexplicable suction force allowed him to pass through the door.

Then, a strong wind came howling, and the sky below suddenly became thousands of feet high, and only the green forest could be vaguely seen.

There was also warm sunlight, which he could hardly see in the abyss, but he couldn't care less about that now.

"Wow!" Xu Heng screamed, tears streaming down his face.

"Stop screaming, stop screaming. You're much more conspicuous in this outfit." The voice coming from beside him made Xu Heng calm down and realize that he was not falling.

Glancing sideways, he discovered that the young witch was standing on a broom, looking down at him as if she were a country bumpkin.

However, there was some difference from before. There was a certain light and smile in her eyes, perhaps because she had a strange and evil taste for the clothes she had chosen for her servants.

And Xu Heng was floating helplessly.

However, the girl obviously did not have a good sense of self-protection - blue and white, she really liked blue and white - Xu Heng did not have any proactive awareness, he just followed the voice, saw it, and turned around.

It seemed that the movement was too big and caught the attention of the young magician. Her face suddenly turned red again. This time it was completely red, like the red seeds spit out from a burst pomegranate.

"Bastard! Pervert!" Angry curses were heard. Xu Heng was innocent and he was just passive.

Then, I felt a huge force lifting me up, slowly at first, then faster and faster, until everything around me turned into an afterimage.

"Wow! This is wrong! This is wrong!" Xu Heng yelled again, waving his limbs around.

As if it heard his plea for mercy, its body suddenly stopped and it was already above the clouds.

The witch next to him stood side by side.

Xu Heng immediately began to dry heave, luckily he hadn't eaten anything in the morning.

"Yes, this is my magician tower. All you have to do is clean it. I don't want to use purification magic on a large scale every day. It's too troublesome, and many instruments can't be cleaned in this way." The young magician looked at Xu Heng and calmed down. She formally explained the task.

"Okay... Ugh—" Xu Heng responded, still retching. He glanced at the building below him and felt extremely desperate.

This was a cylindrical white building, covered with blue magic patterns, and it was so huge that it was difficult for him to estimate.

If I had to describe it, it would be like an ant standing on a grave. This depressing description could express Xu Heng's despair about the endless cleaning time in the future.

"Oh, by the way, we haven't introduced ourselves to each other yet. I am the Ultimate Wizard of No Country, the Supreme Witch of Blue and White, the disciple of Old Man Time, Vivian Misollus, your future master!" Vivian looked at Xu Heng, put her hands on her hips, and stood up without a broom. She just stepped on the void and said proudly.

For Xu Heng, anything was fine as long as he didn't die. Moreover, such a powerful magician would definitely be his support in the future. In fact, due to being a slave for a long time, his understanding of the other world was very limited, and he had no idea how powerful the person in front of him was.

"My name is Xu Heng. That's it." Xu Heng said stupidly. He was still tumbling in the air, looking quite funny, like a cat on all fours.

"Xu Heng? What a strange name. You demons are all strange. Okay, Xu Heng, let's sign the contract! From now on, you will be the first servant of my Lady Vivian!" Vivian smiled. In fact, she was a little disappointed that Xu Heng did not show shock at her title, but she also secretly admired his courage - in fact, Xu Heng knew nothing.

After she finished speaking, Vivian stretched out her hand and pointed it at Xu Heng's forehead, and a small blue magic circle condensed.

Xu Heng did not resist. According to experience, Vivian could easily force him to sign a master-servant contract.

Unexpectedly, Vivian asked for no reason, "Will you be my servant?"

"Yeah, I do." Xu Heng still answered stupidly. At this time, the magic circle took effect. With a "ding" sound, it was like the notification of receiving a message on a mobile phone in his previous life, and the contract was officially established.

However, Xu Heng knew that these contracts were completely invalid for him.

Looking at the seemingly happy little girl who stood up from the throne, Xu Heng felt that the person in front of him did not seem as complicated as he had thought, and could even be said to be simple.

No matter what, he will always be stronger than his first master, even if he is only judged by his soul form.