Chapter 1025: Chapter 37: Enchanting Demon Nest_3 But this was not permitted by the half-elf before him, for he was the new favorite of recent times.
In his quest for favor, he had become a little crazy.
From any angle, Duncan’s heroic and tall physique far surpassed his increasingly emaciated, hunched figure. The elf’s constitution was already average; how many could withstand being drained of essence by the Enchanting Demon Queen? That was a tangible absorption of physique. Yet he failed to notice his own weakness and the Queen’s weariness, his eyes burning only with jealousy and deep hostility.
The Enchanting Demon Queen loved to see her male consorts compete of jealousy, as it increased her desires and gave her some amusement.
So, to some extent, his behavior was permitted.
In front of the grand hall.
Duncan paid no attention, not even pausing his steps.
Clang.
Under the gaze of the crowd, this frail half-elf drew the Longsword, directly pointing it at Duncan before him, as the opponent’s indifferent attitude made him seethe with anger.
In order to maintain the Enchanting Demon Queen’s favor, he had secretly eliminated several competitors, but the man before him undoubtedly posed the greatest threat.
Duncan finally stopped his steps, casually glancing at the crimson mourning attire before him.
The crimson mourning attire carried a contemptuous look, lips slightly moving, expression indifferent, using a cold voice: "Killing him doesn’t matter."
A pet nearly drained dry.
No value left.
Such male consorts, even if the mother does not discard them in weariness, will slowly die at the hands of other competitors.
As the words fell, Duncan’s figure flashed past.
A cold gleam appeared.
A head fell to the ground.
Duncan’s steps merely paused for a moment, not even turning back to look at the headless corpse that fell behind him; amidst the gushing blood, he once again followed the crimson mourning attire.
It wasn’t long before hunched servants approached, dragged away the headless corpse, even cleaning the bloodstains.
The Queen did not like corpses and blood to soil her magnificent palace.
Surrounded by fountains outside the palace.
Scattered outside the many grand halls were scantily clad, beautiful women, seated around the magic fountains, all transformed Enchanting Demons. Within the open halls were luxurious beds and couches, and resting chambers, the draped pink and purple gauze faintly revealing intertwined silhouettes, and breaths barely discernible.
Seeing all this, Duncan even thought of the Dark Divine Hall in the outer realms, a place filled with scantily clad blood elves.
Unfortunately, he did not possess Gul’dan’s Skull, but holding a Demon Lord’s skull wasn’t bad either.
This place was nice.
With some modifications, it could become another Dark Divine Hall.
If Duncan wanted to establish himself in the Bottomless Abyss, it would be best to follow Illidan’s path.
The magnificent gates slowly opened.
Before Duncan’s eyes, a group of seductive maids appeared, these were the Enchanting Demon Queen’s personal attendants, the fabled Radiant Sisters. Shimmering with various colors of Spiritual Light, they bore the Queen’s marks of affection.
Numerous powerful demons, and fallen mortals, those temptingly controlled by the Queen, submitted to Meikanshute’s strength emerged; some stood on either side, some embraced the beautiful Enchanting Demons, all casting cold and slightly hostile glances at Duncan and his party.
This resting palace was perpetually chaotic, the Queen would lead her favored consort for weeks of revelry, aiming to entrap their will so they remained under her dominion forever.
Numerous personal suites were nearby for the Queen to entertain a large number of followers, during which all participants would freely swap partners, shamelessly indulging in unbridled carnal desires. Here, many visitors would experience excessive pain, as revelry gradually degraded into violence and corruption.
Once the tightly locked gates opened for participants to return to the Heart of Rupture, some mortals would lie dead on the palace floor, barely clothed, delirious, amidst fragments of clothing and indistinguishable organic fluids.
Duncan looked up and saw an indescribably enchanting figure holding a Fine Gold Long Whip, casually eyeing him.
"Alarm! Alarm!"
"Detected Domain Ability: ’Alluring Beauty.’"
"Alarm! Alarm!"
"Detected Domain Ability: ’Seductive Gaze.’"
Duncan’s will remained unwavering as he passed the first test; unable to resist with will, at the first sight of Meikanshute, the Enchanting Demon Queen, he would drown in her alluring beauty and immediately become enslaved by her will.
Only at this moment did the Enchanting Demon Queen Meikanshute’s expression become slightly serious; beings capable of resisting her invisible charm qualified to converse with her, qualified to be considered prey by her.
Otherwise, they were all slaves!
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