Chapter 6: Sophie, the Heart-Stripping Succubus [Read More]

Chapter Sophie【Qiuzhui Reading】

The sudden sound of the horn stopped Chen Xuan in his tracks.

"Woo woo~"

Then, the second horn sounded with a longer tone.

Through the direction of the sound source, he found that both horns came from the east.

When it reached him, it had become a little vague and deep.

After the two horns, the distant sky returned to a state of silence.

Chen Xuan couldn't help but frowned and thought in his heart.

"Something is going on."

"Horns were usually used to convey messages in ancient times."

"The sound came from the east. Could it be a warning from the suspected settlement?"

He did not act rashly.

Based on the principle of not joining in the fun, he decided to release the drone again for detection.

At this time, the sky was dark, as if the morning sun had not yet fully risen.

If there was a fire in the distance, the drone would definitely be able to see it.

...

Eya Forest, Kolo Leon Farm next to the Firefly River.

The open land along the river bank has very fertile soil.

The large fields here are cultivated, and alfalfa and soybeans are also planted.

There are dozens of dairy cows and twelve forest draft horses that are good at carrying and pulling.

The agricultural and pastoral products produced will be sent to Magtan City, more than 20 miles to the east.

This is a small town adjacent to the Eya Forest and provides a transit for passing adventurers. It is also one of the more prosperous towns on the long border of the Kingdom of Duroya.

On the other side of the Firefly River, there is a small monster cave at the foot of the northern hills.

Therefore, the Colo Leon Farm has also become a resting point for adventurers here to replenish supplies.

With the river as the boundary, wooden walls are erected along the coast, and six simple sentry towers are built to prevent monster attacks.

There are also two simple wooden houses in the farm for adventurers to rest.

Of course, all this needs to be paid.

At this time, the lights in the Colo Leon farm were bright, and more than a dozen braziers were hung on the corners of the walls.

The oily pine wood was burning with a "crackling" sound, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of incomplete combustion.

As soon as the sun sets and the blue sun sets in the west, the six-hour pseudo-night will come.

Then there will be a moonlit night lasting up to 18 hours.

Whenever night falls, most adventurers outside will choose to return early.

Because the monsters at this time will become extremely irritable and bloodthirsty, they often take the opportunity to attack farms and towns near the cave.

According to convention, adventurers who come to the farm to stay and rest will consciously take on the responsibility of guarding.

Until the next daylight comes.

There are currently about 20 adventurers gathered in the farm.

Among them are strong mountain barbarians, wild boars and iron fist dwarves with amazing endurance.

There are also half-elf rangers with longbows and quivers, dog-man swordsmen, cat-eared scouts, and human holy light priests and elemental spellcasters in blue and white robes.

The various humanoid races prove that this world is by no means a stage for humans.

However, under the threat of monsters emerging from all over the world, most intelligent races choose to live in harmony.

The front battlefield is guarded by the alliance armies of major kingdoms.

The small and medium-sized caves scattered around towns and resource points are solved by adventurers from all over the world.

In between the monster threats, there are also organized mercenary groups.

In order to deal with monster disasters, the intelligent races in this world have formed a targeted system.

It can basically maintain a balanced situation.

Monsters attack towns/farms at night to plunder and kill, and adventurers actively hunt monsters during the day, using energy storage crystals to absorb the magic power they dissipate after death, and dig out useful magic materials.

Both sides are hunters and hunters, and their identities often change.

All adventurers had reached an agreement a few hours ago to be divided into two groups, taking turns to guard in a twelve-hour rotation.

On the sentry tower next to the wooden wall on the river bank, two slender figures wearing black hooded clothes and carrying longbows across their shoulders put down their horns.

Across the more than ten-meter-wide firefly river, you can clearly see a pair of vicious eyes emitting scarlet light lurking in the low bushes on the other side of the river.

In the shadows of the forest farther away, there are shadows, as if giant monsters are walking.

Monsters are coming!

This time they came earlier than before.

They appeared on the shore before the pseudo-night had completely arrived.

So, the rangers who served as sentinels blew the horns without hesitation.

After the warning, the rotating adventurers also grabbed their weapons and walked out of the hostel.

The Colo Leon Farm was established ten years ago.

At that time, there were no monster caves nearby, and life had always been peaceful.

It was not until three years ago, when the cave appeared, that adventurers also came.

In order to deal with the monsters' attacks at night, the farmer Kolo built fortifications.

There was no shortage of wood around, and there was a firefly river more than ten meters wide to block it.

As long as the floating bridge was removed before dark, the monsters would find it difficult to launch an effective attack.

Moreover, the scale of the monster attacks in the past three years was not large, and the total number rarely exceeded fifty.

After all, there were always several teams of adventurers clearing monsters near the cave.

After the horn sounded, Kolo Leon himself and his son, who had just turned 16, climbed onto the roof with a waist-drawn iron crossbow.

There was a shooting point built there, with not only a chest-high wooden wall shelter, but also a rattan basket filled with crossbow arrows.

The atmosphere in the farm was not tense, and everyone seemed to be familiar with the place.

While everyone held up torches and waited for battle, a white-haired and red-eyed cat-eared scout looked particularly solemn.

One of her hands was on the short blade at her waist, and the other hand was always covering her chest with a close-fitting leather bag, looking worried.

As time passed, the three moons in the sky bloomed at the same time at a certain moment.

The largest sun completely disappeared at the end of the world.

The false night arrived.

"Awoo~"

"Roar..."

"Jie!"

Various roars that made people's bones ache came from the other side of the river.

That was the monsters jumping for joy. These guys never knew what fear was.

...

The view switched to the other side of the river.

The scale of the monsters lurking here seemed to exceed the adventurers' expectations.

Hundreds of monsters were holding crude weapons, waiting for the order to charge.

In addition to the goblins, who were the largest number of cannon fodder, there were many powerful monsters mixed in.

Under the three-color moonlight, a seductive figure was flapping its purple wings and hovering in the air several meters above the ground, and the whole body was still emitting faint pink smoke.

Her face was extremely stunning, and her bright red eyes were like blood.

There were purple secret lines passing through her fair skin, which made her look more charming.

The plump mountains and slender waist formed a great visual contrast.

It was enough to make any male creature crazy!

If it weren't for the pair of spiral horns on her head that bent backwards, showing her evil temperament, she would be a beauty on earth.

All the monsters were vaguely centered on her.

When the pseudo-night arrived, her red lips slowly opened and whispered softly in a cold and indifferent voice.

"I, the Heart-peeling Succubus Sophie, issue an order to you!"

"Go, go, good boys..."

"Take back the demon species and kill the lowly humans!!!"

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