novelhk Chapter 214 The Lost Monarch and His Succubus Goddess
Chapter 214 The Lost Monarch and His Succubus Goddess
Chapter 214 The Lost Monarch and His Succubus Goddess
The Lost Monarch is quite perceptive; this is exactly what Modi wanted to hear.
Otherwise, the sword intent remaining in his body would have already erupted along with the sword energy, turning him into mincemeat.
"Tell me, why do you always look so miserable? Are you really experiencing a midlife crisis?"
Mordy was intrigued by Rost's sour face; if that were true, he would immediately mock him.
No, it's comforting.
Rost didn't expect him to ask about this, and his expression became even more bitter.
He carefully considered his words and said cautiously, "You should know my personality. I prefer to stay in my own territory rather than invade other worlds, so I haven't gone out for many years."
"Yes, I know that. Your personality is quite unusual among the many forgotten monarchs." Modi didn't doubt this at all.
"But another, more powerful Forgotten Lord, the Death Curse Lord, forcibly conscripted me and some other Forgotten Lords, ordering us to invade the Eternal Continent. I, the Silent Lord, the Dark Lord, and the Heart-Eater Lord were responsible for invading the Northern Territory."
"Oh, it's the boss being difficult, I understand."
Modi stroked his chin, noticing a name in his words.
"You said there were four Forgotten Lords who invaded the North? Where is the Gate of Oblivion opened by the Heart-Eating Lord?"
"According to your words, it should be in the Deeplands, where the natives must have cooperated with the Lord of the Heart, which is why we agreed to test you together."
At this point, Rost looked down at his wound and shook his head, saying, "But they will definitely fail, just like me. With you here, the invasion of the North is simply impossible to succeed."
After listening quietly for a while, Modi felt that there was a complaint in his words. Rather than saying it out loud, it was more like he had had this idea for a long time.
"From the beginning, you seemed reluctant to invade. Even when you ordered your subordinates to probe, the intensity was not as great as the other two forgotten realms. While your personality certainly played a part in this, I think that's not the whole story."
Even if someone has a terrible personality, a forgotten monarch shouldn't be this passive, much less come out with a long face and weariness of war written all over their face.
There must be more complex reasons behind its unusual behavior.
“That’s right, I never wanted to fight you from the start.” Ross nodded, his bitterness deepening. “But you seem… well, let’s not talk about that.”
In Modi's unrepentant gaze, he revealed the truth.
"Although I personally do not like to go out, I usually do not disobey the will of the strong... However, under the Death Curse Monarch, there is a Forgotten Monarch whose strength is similar to mine. He and I have always been at odds, and after he joined the Death Curse Monarch, he has been targeting me in every way."
It turned out that the colleagues had a bad relationship. Mo Di nodded to himself, but when he heard Rost change the subject, his eyes widened slightly.
"That damned Raven Lord actually took advantage of my visit to the Death Curse Lord one day to break into my territory and kidnap my Lillian! I knew he had designs on Lillian, but I never expected him to be so despicable."
"Wait, who is this Lillian you're talking about?"
Modi planted the knife in the ground, supported himself on the hilt with both hands, and leaned forward slightly, clearly very interested in the matter.
Rost took a deep breath, a hint of sorrow on his face. "She was my partner, a pure succubus from the realm of succubi."
"Hmm, well... ah?"
He could understand the idea of finding a partner. After all, immortals are not without desires. On the contrary, their rank is higher than that of ordinary people, and their desires are stronger. It's normal for them to seek partners.
He could understand that the succubi came from the realm of succubi, which was a forgotten realm under the rule of the succubus queen, and the demons there were mostly succubi.
Based on this characteristic, the succubus sex industry, which became famous throughout the world, developed there.
But the concept of a pure succubus in the realm of succubi is something Modi finds hard to understand.
Succubi can be associated with the word "pure"? He'd never heard of that before; this adds another three points to his sociology knowledge.
"Wait, you mean your succubus partner was kidnapped by your enemy?" he asked again.
Rost emphasized, "Not a succubus, but a pure succubus."
Then, he clasped his hands together and said in a deep voice, "Lillian is different from other succubi. She is innocent and pure, with a very elegant appearance, somewhat like a marble sculpture, with three-dimensional features, fair skin, and eyes with..."
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"Get to the point. Most succubi have all the characteristics you mentioned," Mordy interrupted, clearly annoyed.
"Well, anyway, unlike other succubi, she was chaste and remained a virgin until... oh, until she was abducted. As for now..."
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As he spoke, the sadness in his eyes deepened, and his voice grew softer and softer.
Completely oblivious to the increasingly strange expression on Modi's face.
"You mean, you've been partners with her for so long, but you've never even touched her?"
"That's right, Lillian is pure, she wants to maintain a pure partnership with me, and I respect her decision and don't want to hurt her," Rost said.
Modi's eye twitched, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.
A purely platonic relationship? The way the words are arranged is truly eye-opening—it's like stabbing him in the backside.
He always felt that this lost monarch was bewitched by the succubus, which was why he was so devoted to her.
It's possible that the Raven Demon Lord had already conspired with Lillian to set him up in a honey trap.
God knows how much resources Rost invested in that succubus.
Indeed, there are no wrong nicknames, only wrong names; the Lost Monarch Rost truly deserves the title.
"I initially thought it was Wu Sangui and Chen Yuanyuan, but now, it feels more like some Sun Bashu and his junior high school goddess... If Lillian is actually a high-ranking succubus, then everything makes sense."
Modi muttered something under his breath, then coughed heavily and said solemnly, "So, that's why you don't intend to obey the Death Curse Monarch's orders?"
"I appealed to the Lord of the Death Curse, but he ignored me completely, treating it as nothing out of the ordinary. If that's the case, why should I pledge allegiance to him?"
Rost clenched his fists, his face flushed, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and the angrier he became, the more he wanted to know.
Conversely, Modi's lips were taut.
After a few breaths, he finally calmed down, and the white smoke rising from his head slowly dissipated.
"I hope to join forces with you. I want to defeat the Raven Lord and rescue my Lillian." His eyes seemed to hold the power of a lion, filled with determination.
"To show my sincerity, I will hand over a group of wanted criminals who previously fled here, including remnants of the Darkscale Cult and nobles."
Modi gazed into his eyes, his tense lips relaxing into a smile.
Soon after, a series of events shook the entire North.
The two Gates of Oblivion that once stood across the North—the Silent Forest of Oblivion and the Abyss of Oblivion—have both vanished.
The Blood God Cult has claimed responsibility for the incident.
Intelligence agents from various major forces on the mainland, like sharks smelling blood, sprang into action, gathering information throughout the northern border.
Today, the crisis of oblivion has affected the entire continent, and various countries, churches, and secret organizations have all taken this crisis seriously.
If the previous dragon calamities were merely minor skirmishes confined to the northern borders, this crisis is worthy of being described as potentially upending the entire continent.
Behind every Gate of Oblivion lies a Forgotten Monarch, a being of the rank of an Immortal.
Furthermore, the resurgence of the ether has removed the restrictions on their actions, turning them into ticking time bombs that could explode at any moment.
The kings of the continent and the popes of the Seven Holy Spirits Church have all expressed their concern about this.
However, the notoriously cold North, under the leadership of a heretical cult, had closed two Gates of Oblivion, something that seemed almost impossible to them, who were high above.
Not to mention, the North suffered a dragon calamity some time ago, so it is incredible that it has recovered so quickly.
They had to take the Blood God Cult seriously and mobilize more spies to the northern border to gather intelligence.
Most of these spies worked diligently for this purpose, completely unaware that they had already been targeted by the laws that shrouded the North.
All the intelligence they gathered was obtained under the surveillance of Five Fingers.
If someone obtains information that is not allowed to be leaked, they will quickly disappear without a trace, just like a certain intelligence agent from the Kingdom of Christo.
"News from the Deeper Lands?"
Aloko held the intelligence his colleague had risked his life to send back, the bloodstains on it sending chills down his spine.
He suppressed his emotions and quickly browsed through the intelligence report.
"How...how is this possible?!"
The more he read, the more alarmed he became. His arms trembled so much that he could barely hold the manuscript containing the intelligence.
According to intelligence gathered by his colleague Bono, the new rulers of the North, the Blood God Cult, have already conquered the deep underground regions of the North.
It all started with a conspiracy orchestrated by the Blood God Cult.
They used a ghoul immortal to unleash a severe mental plague.
People infected with the plague will first feel more relaxed than before, as if they have let go of an invisible burden in their hearts. This is also the incubation period of the plague, during which it will spread widely through some means.
Several days after being infected with the plague, those infected would experience a sharp pain in their souls and die within hours or minutes, with only a small number surviving.
Even more chillingly, the deceased's body was completely unharmed, but it was empty, and the soul had vanished without a trace.
Looking across the entire Underdark, only a small number of people remain uninfected. Now, the towns and cities of the Underdark are littered with living corpses.
Their bodies are still alive, but they can no longer stand up.
"The intelligence also mentioned that a special organization called Little Finger is assassinating the leaders of various forces in the Dark Region, and is suspected to be a secret force of the Blood God Cult."
According to information revealed by a certain Dark Elf High Priestess, there are five such organizations within the Blood God Cult, collectively known as the Five Fingers, and they monitor every corner of the North...
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Cold sweat soaked Aloko's back. He had never heard of this organization before, and if the intelligence was true, he was in a very dangerous situation.
dong dong dong.
A knock sounded at the door, and Aloko turned around abruptly, quietly reaching for the short knife at his waist.