Male Succubus Apocalypse

Dark elves, originally, this name was due to their rye skin color, but since the War of Nations, it has become a true nickname - "Dark Elves".

They slaughtered the refugees and took the opportunity to plunder the moon elves and forest elves, using their lives as a shield to expand their territory.

The Moon Elves and Forest Elves joined forces, and sacrificed a Forest Elf Queen, before they finally defeated the Dark Elves who seemed to have been planning this for a long time.

In a panic, they retreated from the "Isral Swamp" on the ground to the underground cave - "Maredak", and in order to return to the ground one day, they continued to make invisible deals with the demons of the abyss, the great lords of the undead plane, and the evil gods behind the shadows.

Only a small number fled to other parts of the mainland, but they were destined to live under the cold eyes of the world.

Some people have dug deep into the history of the elves. In ancient times, it seemed that there was only one group of elves, but over the years, they differentiated into the free and nature-loving forest elves and the orderly and rule-abiding moon elves.

Inevitably, there were some chaotic and evil individuals in the two groups of elves. For this reason, both groups of elves exiled such sinners to the "Great Swamp of Islar".

But their tenacious life, like their ineradicable bad habits, took root in the Islar Swamp and eventually gave birth to the third elven ethnic group - the dark elves.

The rye-colored skin is a sign of reconciliation with the harsh living environment of the "Isral Swamp" - elemental storms, the invasion of poisonous insects and beasts, and limited living resources - the natural resistance to the elements, the poison-resistant physique, the resilient body, the good eyesight at night, and even the habits similar to hibernation.

It also seems to have reached a reconciliation with the Moon Elves and the Forest Elves.

But after the War of Nations, when looking back at the origins of the Dark Elves, countless scholars began to denigrate them - they are demons in elf skins! Their ancestors were sinners, so they must also have sinful blood flowing in their veins! They are cruel, violent, and merciless by nature!

In the Elvish language, Israel means "land of exile", and "Maledak" means "dark place", which seems to be completely consistent with what the dark elves do.

Geramet, who was born in Maledak, has full confidence to tell everyone, "He has seen that the dark elves do have corrupt morals, bad character, and ugly hearts."

Since the defeat in the War of Nations, the Dark Elves were completely divided into independent families, fighting each other every day for the pitiful resources on Maledak's small piece of land.

Deception, killing and sneak attack are three lessons that every dark elf born in this land of constant darkness must learn.

Hypocrisy, ruthlessness and cunning are essential qualities for survival.

Female elves can learn demonic spells and dark magic obtained from the abyss and become a flesh-and-blood priest or a dark priest in exchange for a status in the family. Their natural magical talent is destined to give them a higher status.

Although male elves have skin that is more resistant to magic, they develop slowly and it takes a relatively long time for them to become qualified warriors. In addition, a large number of combat skills are lost in the war. Countless male elf combat masters, who served as barriers to the mages, have fallen on the battlefield.

Therefore, male elves have a low status and are mostly cannon fodder in family fights. Only those with a talent for fighting can get the opportunity to receive instruction, or those with a handsome face can be paid tribute to the respected people in the family and live under someone else's skirt for the rest of their lives.

Another hidden reason is that once a male elven battle master appears, his powerful anti-magic attribute will inevitably threaten the mage group composed mostly of female elves. The families will not allow this situation to happen, with a tacit understanding between them.

Even if there is a soul contract, the family's combat effectiveness cannot be unbalanced and one family cannot dominate.

Therefore, the combat master's service life is fixed, three years? Five years? After spending hundreds of years training, after completing a surprise attack, he appears in public and then has to face death.

It is a consumable item that can only be used once and is an expensive weapon of destruction.

Unfortunately, Jeramet was a dark elf with a talent for fighting. After going through rigorous selection, he became a disciple of a male dark elf fighting master, thus laying the foundation for his family's future strength.

At the time, he was just happy to have enough food to fill his stomach and to immerse himself in the battle, completely unaware of the destined future that lay ahead for him.

The moment the battle master saw him, he was shocked. At that time, he didn't know the specific meaning, but he just thought that maybe his talent was high enough.

During the long period of cultivation, there were many people who practiced with him, but they all died one after another in subsequent life-threatening projects.

They need to challenge higher-level monsters, participate in magic endurance death bombing training, and break through the limits of their physiology and will time and again.

Jeramet is often the best one, but also the dumbest one.

Because he likes to help others. He not only asked the combat master again and again, "Is this kind of training reasonable?", but also suffered repeated training and beatings.

When they reach the "age to use" as the female priest says, they will undergo a test - fighting each other to determine the final winner.

At that moment, Jelamet could also confidently tell the world something completely different: "Not all dark elves are evil by nature, because I am not."

During the fight, all the classmates he had helped in the past stood up and attacked him. Betrayal was as easy as drinking water. He didn't understand, not only did he not understand their hearts, he also never understood the rules under the cave.

Perhaps it is precisely because of his pure heart that he can be blessed in the way of swordsmanship.

Unfortunately, stimulants were added to his food before the test. Driven by anger and adrenaline, he personally and violently killed the familiar faces in front of him.

He killed them all with his unrivaled swordsmanship and extraordinary fighting spirit talent.

In the future, which was without a ray of hope, he was burdened with endless contradictions, endless guilt, endless confusion and guilt. Driven by his family, he participated in the killing practice again and again.

Just when he was about to complete assimilation and be soul-branded, the family arranged one last challenge for him that would symbolize his maturity.

He ambushed and killed the current family's battle master, who was also his teacher who was very grateful to him.

He didn't know the name, but he was always concerned about the existence. He hated but loved, loathed but treated him like a father.

Yes, dark elves have no father, only mother, but only female dark elves have mothers. The thin family affection only circulates in dark corners and disappears the moment the child grows up.

In one major attack, Jelamet and his teacher were so unstoppable that they even worked together to kill the Dark Priest of a rival family, ultimately securing victory.

The family was also severely damaged, and had to remove the battle master's soul imprint at the critical moment to prevent him from being damaged due to the death of his controller.

This was also a test for Jelamet to see if he had the obedience, but he could no longer do it.

Because, during the battle, his teacher did something that was impossible in the darkness - he blocked an attack that should have been fatal for him.

Jeramet had long understood that his teacher had the chance to live now only because he killed his own teacher. It was impossible for him not to understand what Jeramet's mission was.

In other words, letting them participate in the same battle at the same time is a plan to let them attack each other secretly.

This is the "master-killing inheritance system" of the dark elves, which is designed to curb the rise of battle masters and to truly tame an obedient dog.

With Jelamet's hesitation and the urging of the elders in his family, he chose to give up. However, his teacher bumped into his sword himself and told him the truth when he was in endless pain and confusion.

He is really his father. He also added the stimulants in the food.

Originally, he wanted to get to know Jelamet, his offspring who might grow up to be a monster, personally, but he found that Jelamet was too much like him.

Like his stupidity before numbness, like his hesitation before killing his teacher with his own hands.

Family love? Fatherly love? Instinct?

He didn't know it, but on this long road in the long night, he knew the temperature and shape of the fire for the first time.

When a moth flies into a flame, it is not because of its love that it flies into the flame, but because the moth is a body that can be transformed into fuel for the flame to continue burning.

Jeramet's fatherly love knew that they could not resist the system, nor the traditions of the dark elves for thousands of years. He only wanted to use his life to light a flame for future generations and illuminate the path to find light.

It was a pity that the words he wrote in his notebook were not seen by Jeramet - "Perhaps the dark elves are born evil, but in an environment without sunlight, no matter how full the seeds are, they cannot sprout green branches! It turns out that it is not that our nature is hard to change, but that the country cannot be changed."

In the days that followed, Jelamet continued his killing, but the difference was that he became more cold-blooded and rational, like a machine.

The family recognized his value and wanted to find an equally outstanding "master" for him.

But all the major families discovered a strange phenomenon, that is, the number of unknown deaths increased, too much.

During the branding ceremony for Jeramet, everyone realized what kind of monster they had raised.

The deathly aura that swept everywhere brought endless killings. The violent Jeramet killed the last high priest of the family - the first master he should have accepted.

That kind of hatred, that kind of decisiveness, that kind of killing, all reflect that Jeramet has become a model of "Dark Elf"! The family with a serious injury could not stop them from releasing the demon from the fence.

Jelamet, who is familiar with every part of the family and knows everyone's background, feels like a fish in water.

When the third-level Jeramet from other families arrived and saw the tragic scene of the annihilation of their families, he disappeared without a trace and no one knew where he went.

However, the strange disappearances became more and more serious. They knew that Jelamet's only belief was to "kill all the dark elves". He even wrote on the corpse: "It is not my fault that I was born into this ugly body, but I can choose to correct all the mistakes."

As a last resort, with almost all the demigods refusing to come out, and with no way to track down Jeramet - he even killed many silver battle masters who were forced to be exposed by other families - they chose to ask a gold-level dark priest to curse Jeramet.

Searching for the enemy in the void is extremely costly, but there is no other way.

No silver mage dared to look for that bronze-level monster alone. They were even more afraid that after joining forces and dealing with Jeramet, they would also die - at each other's hands.

The curse was successful, but the golden-level high priest was also stingy and did not try his best. He only let Jelamet die in the seventh year because of the curse, and it was silent and his location was locked.

However, Jelamet seemed to have the ability of foresight. While he was casting the spell, he had already escaped from the cave and came to the ground. No one knew how he reached the Heavenly Gate later.

But his obsession, cursed body, and identity as a dark elf surprised the patrol teacher of Tianmen Academy, and his talent in swordsmanship also earned him the opportunity to enroll.

So, has Jelamet let go of his hatred? No.

"I will return after completing my studies and completely wipe out the dark elves from the continent!" This terrifying belief is everything he has for the future.

It was inevitable to walk to Tianmen Mountain, and the corpses along the way were the embodiment of his obsession.

After learning that he was cursed and that no warrior of Tianmen could remove the curse for him, and no one was willing to pay the price to find someone to do it for him - that kind of obsession was unacceptable - Jeramet chose to spend the last year of his life, using his learned swordsmanship to bring another more determined panic to the dark elves.

He may never have thought about what his father wanted to bring him with his death. Of course, his father never considered whether he was willing to accept the gift in exchange for death.

He hated his own skin and flesh. The echo of fate was like the roar when his fighting spirit exploded. The injustice of fate was deep and profound in his body.

Life? Future? He pondered alone, but to no avail. He only saw a roaring sea called "hatred". He could not cross it with his angry boat.

Beneath the cold skin is a desolate wasteland burned by fire, and under the soil of slash-and-burn farming are buried new species that have been dead for many years.

Obviously, there is a bright and shining moon in the sky...

Jeramet Svani, the first dark elf to use the surname given by his father in a hundred years, was born in the dark night, longed for light, and then escaped into the abyss. It was like a repetition of history, and his life was not much different from his father's:

Born in the killing of dark elves, and died in the killing of dark elves...

If he hadn't met Xu Heng, the reincarnated soul of the soul weaver "Julie Alera", one of the people who did the most in-depth research on the soul in the world.