Male Succubus Apocalypse

Nolan was shirtless at the moment, wearing only a pair of linen shorts, wielding a saber in his hand with a happy expression on his face. He laughed loudly, raised the saber, and faced his opponent.

This was his third opponent. Both him and his opponent were covered in scars of varying degrees, but Nolan's excited state was obviously much stronger than his opponent's.

The man was not strong but rather lean. He wielded two short swords and moved flexibly around Nolan, constantly consuming his strength.

"The orcs' fighting skills are indeed crude! You'd better give up. I can let you die in a dignified way!" The man with two swords did a nimble somersault to avoid Nolan's powerful horizontal slash, and said sarcastically after landing steadily.

"Are you a monkey? All you know is jumping up and down!" Nolan taunted in return, his hands moving non-stop, and he slashed back with his backhand. Having fought two battles, he still seemed to have endless physical strength at this moment.

"Hmph!" The man with two swords dodged sideways, turned around, and used the sword close to Nolan's body, leaving a bloody mark on his ribs.

The dual swordsman was also very surprised at how far the battle had gone. He was not without reason lamenting that the orcs had abnormally good physical strength. Moreover, it was obvious that Nolan was rushing around recklessly, and his body was covered with many scars from the battle. Logically, the bleeding should have made him so weak that his face turned pale.

But no matter how you look at him now, his face is rosy and his movements are strong, he doesn't look like he has been injured. Even the bleeding from many of his wounds has stopped.

monster!

Yes, Nolan is indeed a monster, because he is not an orc, but a demon!

The battle must be ended quickly! Otherwise, my strength will be exhausted first! - The dual-swordsman thought so. His original tactic was to consume energy, but now he couldn't hold on any longer.

While he was thinking about how to deliver a fatal blow, Nolan had already picked up the saber and rushed forward again. Such intensive and crazy attacks often left the opponent no time to think.

The double-swordsman immediately began to dodge. Nolan's tactics were simple. This time he pushed him to the edge of the iron cage, trying to block his retreat, and then made a horizontal slash that almost cut the iron cage in half.

Coming and going, it was easy to see through. The dual-swordsman sometimes felt like he was fighting a child, but the child swung his weapons too quickly and fiercely, leaving him with little room to display his fighting skills or quickly counterattack.

Without waiting for Nolan to mount his horse and gather strength for a horizontal chop - the stance was already set, making the dual-sword man feel that this fight was meaningless. He subconsciously used a side-roll to dodge. Needless to say, this muscular idiot would definitely make the iron cage shake again.

But after he rolled over, the iron cage did not vibrate as he expected. Instead, he felt a kick on the back, which deformed his movements. He had no time to steady himself on the ground and staggered, falling flat on his face.

What! What’s going on! The double swordsman was terrified at this moment.

He was about to get up, but just as he stood firm, he felt something empty underneath him and fell to the ground again. He couldn't get up again and could only scream in pain: "Ahhh! My feet! My feet!"

"Shut up! Stop making so much noise! ​​You like running! Run again for me!" Nolan slashed at his ankles while the man's swordsmen had not yet stood firm.

From the moment he took his stance, it was all a trick, to trick the dual-swordsman into doing the movements he expected, and then end this ridiculous cat-and-mouse game like catching a mouse.

"No! No!" The man with two swords had not given up struggling and still wanted to crawl forward.

"I told you to stop making noise. I hope to meet a quieter one next time!" Nolan showed no mercy. He walked forward and slashed at the side of the double-sword man's squirming body like slaughtering a live fish, cutting the double-sword man into two pieces.

"Woohoo! Good!"

"Strong! I bet you're right!"

After Nolan exhaled, he raised his fist to show his victory to the audience around him. There were cheers and roars everywhere, and he really enjoyed this moment.

……

"Quissus! Is this how your people protect them? Let them come to the arena? Fight to the death?" After watching the game in a thrilling manner - he was more nervous than Nolan, and immediately yelled at Quissus next to him.

The roar mixed with the shouts of the audience below the arena, but Quessus still heard it clearly. He turned to face Xu Heng and snapped his fingers a few times.

The next moment, a shadow suddenly appeared on the wall next to Xu Heng, and a smaller man in black walked out of it, then knelt on one knee towards Xu Heng.

His appearance startled Xu Heng - Oh my! The Shadow Army!

"Level six, human warrior..." the slime announced automatically.

"Please rest assured, Lord Xu Heng. I will always ensure Mr. Nolan's safety. If necessary, I will take action to kill the enemy and take him away!" The man in black lowered his head and replied respectfully.

"You... me, tsk, damn! Go back and continue protecting! The next game is about to start!" Xu Heng scratched his head. He had nothing to say about this answer. Seeing that a new opponent had entered Nolan's cage - the corpse was still inside, he hurriedly said anxiously.

"Yes!" The man in black took the order, then stood up, went into the shadows, and disappeared.

"Sir Xu Heng, you don't have to worry. Mr. Nolan has a natural talent for fighting. Although his combat skills are not good, he has a quick mind and knows how to observe the enemy's actions. He also pretends to display reckless attack methods to paralyze his opponent. The battle just now was simply him casually toying with his opponent." Quess commented, with a tone of appreciation for talent.

"Did I ask you to analyze it? I asked you to protect them! He shouldn't have come to this kind of place at all! If something really happens, it will offend the forces of this place! Look, he is not wearing a hood now! Your protection means immortality, right?" Xu Heng did not listen to Quess's words rationally, and began to shout loudly in anger - also because the arena was too noisy.

"Sir Xu Heng, don't worry. The forces here are nothing to be afraid of. In fact, as long as Mr. Aaron wants, the entire Golden City can be his." Quessus's tone was still calm, and his words were steady and powerful, covering the noise and reaching Xu Heng's ears moderately. "And I think that since you let them move freely, they can choose to go wherever they like. You see, Mr. Nolan is very happy now and is also making good use of his talents. He is a natural warrior!"

Xu Heng finally understood that this guy was just out of admiration for Nolan's talent and even dared to defend Nolan. However, knowing that Nolan was at least safe, his anger subsided a little.

If something really happened to Nolan, he could hardly imagine how crazy he would go.

"Fuck! Quessus, you guys are good! I'll tell Aaron about this when I get back!" Xu Heng was really at a loss for words because of this overly calm guy in front of him. He paced back and forth, not knowing what to do. Suddenly he thought of something and asked again: "Quessus, tell me the truth, are there any other little bastards here?"

What followed was the familiar silence, the silence that Xu Heng least wanted to face.

Since you are "telling you the truth", I will keep silent.

Xu Heng was so angry that he laughed at this straightforward approach.

"Fa Fa Fa! They are so rebellious! How did they find this place? Hey! Who else is here? You didn't lead them here just because they asked you, did you?" Xu Heng was so angry that he jumped up and down, grabbed Quess's collar and pulled him down - he couldn't pull him down at first, because he still lowered his waist obediently - and interrogated him face to face.

Quessus shook his head, probably to say "it's not us who led it", and stopped talking.

Xu Heng really wanted to slap him a few times. It was obvious that no matter what he said now, it would not open Quess's mouth.

I don’t know whether he was protecting other male succubi or simply didn’t want Xu Heng to explode in anger.

"Mr. Xu Heng, we are under Mr. Aaron's command, and we are not in a superior-subordinate relationship with you... Besides, I think you protect them a bit too much. Each of them has amazing talents." After Xu Heng was unable to let them go, he became more and more angry and almost rushed off the stage, when Quessus added a sentence.

Hearing this, Xu Heng stopped, his face flushed, his body trembling violently, and then calmed down: "Okay, okay!"

Then he put on a weird smile, walked in front of Quessus, and said, "Aaron and I are brothers, right?"

Xu Heng's crazy state gave Quess a bad feeling.

"Bang!" Xu Heng knelt down suddenly, "How about this? I'll take you as my godfather!"

However, he did not kneel on the floor. Quessus quickly lifted Xu Heng up by his armpits.

This time, Quess was in a headache, so he could only give in and say, "Sir Xu Heng, you can't do this! I tell you!"

Since he was loyal to Aaron, he would not do anything to insult him. Xu Heng therefore thought of turning the relationship around.

After all, a big reason why Quessus respected him so much was because of Aaron.

……

Dany's Tavern is a large underground entertainment venue that combines gambling and death fights in the black market.

It attracts countless wealthy businessmen from Jincheng to linger here. Of course, most of them lose all their money in the end.

The special casino is actually right below the death arena, but if you come here for the first time, you will need someone to lead the way.

The casino is luxuriously decorated with golden lamps, golden tables and golden chairs, red carpets, famous flowers and beautiful dealers. In the dark underground, three meals a day are provided free of charge, making gamblers forget about time and completely indulge themselves.

There are at least several hundred gambling tables of all sizes, and all kinds of people are there.

Although the people of Jincheng love gambling, they never "gamble". Why? Because everyone knows that gambling based on luck is fake! To gamble, it's all about skills!

The unspoken rule is that you can cheat as long as the person you are betting against doesn’t find out!

At this time, a table in the corner was surrounded by people. Four of them sat together and played a card game called "Fighting the Devil". In fact, the rules were similar to the "Dou Dizhu" in Xu Heng's original world.

So why did so many people gather around this table? It was not because of the superb card skills, nor the high stakes, nor because one of the players boasted that he wanted to be a "magician" and fight against three "warriors" alone, and raised the stakes.

But it was for the man who was being besieged by four "warriors" as a "devil" at this moment.

He was wearing a top hat, a monocle on his right eye, and an expensive dark blue suit. He was holding a deck of cards and dealing out the cards one by one with great interest.

He has an elegant temperament and handsome looks. The four words "nobleman" are simply his exclusive epitome.

Is he being watched because he is handsome? Not at all!

The man is in a very dangerous situation now, because two of the three "warriors" are almost out of cards.

At this moment, they are probably all laughing at the guy in front of them who is overestimating his own capabilities. He thinks he is giving them money.

"Ten!" Among the three warriors, the one with the most cards got the first card, and he played a ten, while the "warrior" above him had only one card left.

Now it was the turn of the "demon". He had no idea that the nobleman seemed to be really here for charity, and shouted without hesitation: "Pass!"

The three people on the other side were stunned by this shout - is this guy a fool? He won't fight? Is he waiting to lose money?

The next turn came from a "warrior" who still had five cards in his hand. He smiled as if he was sure of winning, but immediately played an "A".

If his next warrior doesn't have a bigger card, isn't this a pure card-winning move?

Did they see each other's cards? It's impossible, because the card playing positions are very far apart, so far that they have to talk loudly to each other, which also shows that the casino "wants to avoid" people from secretly stealing the food - you try it, as long as you are good at cheating!

Is it possible that he wants to finish it by himself? No, because there is still one "devil" (clown) left on the field. According to the few rounds of attack, anyone with a discerning eye knows that it is obviously in the hands of the "devil".

Isn't this an opportunity?

It was the turn of the warrior with only the last card left. He was not panicked or angry at all. He just grinned evilly and was about to play a card to end the fight when his hand was grabbed.

Then the warrior with the most cards and his hand with the least cards were pushed onto the card table by the noble young man who acted as the "demon".

Yes, the card table was very wide, and the young man pounced on it all at once, but his movements were not hurried, but rather had the beauty of a cheetah.

The young man tore off the two people's cards and shouted to the onlookers from the table: "There are four 2s in the deck, and they both have four in their hands, but why is there an extra 2 in the deck? Who hid it?"

As he spoke, the young man stepped on the ground, and people looked over. There was indeed a "2" under the deck of cards.

"I report you! You are cheating!" While the three people were still confused, the young man shouted loudly as if he was announcing some important notice.

In fact, it is impossible to determine who hid the card, but judging from the process, the person who now has only one card has a "2" in his hand. If he does not report cheating, the result will be that the warrior wins.

Then it is more likely that the warrior will secretly hide his cards and cheat.

But these are not important, because the rule of the casino is "whoever discovers the cheating first and sees through the trick wins."

Therefore, in this one-on-three gamble, the young master will automatically win and win the money of three parties at once!

Generally speaking, when people come here to play, no one would choose a match like "Warriors vs. Demons" where the numbers are unfair, because it is difficult to prevent the warriors and the two teams from cheating and helping each other secretly.

But there are definitely more wins!

"Impossible! We are not cheating!" The other three soldiers panicked, stood up and tried to escape.

But the casino's tall, strong security guards in suits had already arrived and subdued them immediately - cheating here would not put your life in danger, you would just be kicked out, and the chips would naturally belong to the reporter, all of them! Including the winning money from this round!

There was a round of applause from the audience; this was what they came to see!

This man who can constantly crack other people's tricks! This man who makes a lot of money by reporting!

Outside the venue, Xu Heng, who was stunned by the sight, muttered to himself, "How do I deal with the rebellious period? Waiting online, urgent!"