Don't Call Me A Succubus, I'm Really Just A Warlock!

The land of the far west.

If the northern border only experiences severe cold in winter.

So the land in the far west is shrouded in severe cold all the time.

So there's another name here.

Eternal ice world.

Not many Warcraft can survive in such an environment, so basically no creatures can be seen in the Far West.

However, there is a kind of monster that is constantly evolving and adapting to such an environment.

call!

The snowdrift was smashed into pieces, turning into white smoke that filled the sky, and then a group of rolling creatures rushed out and pulled a sleigh chair.

These creatures are similar to slimes, but they are more like large snowballs.

Far West Slime - Ice and Snow Limited Edition.

Sitting on the sleigh chair was a person wearing a metal mask. Judging from the figure, he was a woman.

The metal mask looks very ordinary from a distance, but when you get closer, you realize that it is made of countless small parts.

This group of ice and snow slimes are covered with half a black, circular cage-like thing. They only need to roll, and the potential energy generated will be absorbed by the cover outside the body, and then the magic power in the rectangular chain behind the cover will increase. The large back drives the sled chair movement.

The hands of the woman wearing the mask were covered with gloves that glowed with metallic luster. The ice and snow slime soon encountered a snowdrift that they could not break. With her fingers moving lightly, the rectangular chain separated a few sections, directly breaking the snowdrift. Crush.

A huge bombardment sounded like this, the snowdrifts shattered, and a three-meter-deep gully was pulled out of the ground beneath the snowdrifts.

In an environment like the Far West, the land is frozen soil as solid as stone, but the rectangular chain can still produce such power, which shows how terrifying the power it carries is.

The new obstacle disappeared, and the ice slimes resumed pulling the sleigh chair.

"West East!"

The masked woman murmured, her palms turned in a different direction, and the ice and snow slimes also changed their directions.

She is chasing a target.

Now the target is on the run.

However, when they fought for the first time before, she took positioning measures on the target so that she could sense the target's location no matter what.

At this time, the masked woman has a mentally constructed map of the Far West in her mind, and the target's movements are very obvious on the map.

"Are you going around in a circle? Trying to escape from the weak spot in the space where you came from?"

The masked woman thought deeply, and then she controlled the ice and snow slime to move towards the original place.

At the same time, the backhand left before was triggered. At the place where the target first arrived, a huge network of magic props opened, continuously reinforcing the space.

When she returned to the original place, in the sky there, a creature with dozens of tentacles and a huge eyeball in the middle of its body was angrily knocking on the space here.

The magic prop network has been destroyed by it, but before the destruction, the space here has been temporarily reinforced to be stronger than the surrounding space.

"Seven Deadly Sins, Apostle of the God of Greed, Beholder."

The masked woman whispered, and the beholder in the sky also turned its body, and the masked woman's figure was reflected in its huge eyeballs.

"mortal!"

The beholder made a strange sound, and the surrounding air vibrated.

But as long as you hear this sound, you will understand what it means.

"If I were a mortal, then who are you running around with your head in your arms?"

The ice slimes hid behind the sleigh chairs, and they shivered when they felt the presence of the beholder.

The masked woman looked at the beholder with plain eyes, as if to her, the beholder was just a small thing that would fly into ashes and be annihilated.

"A thousand years!"

The beholder roared, "You have been chasing us for a thousand years! We just absorb some emotions, why do you keep chasing us!"

The masked woman sneered: "You only absorbed emotions at first, but you developed followers of the Seven Sins, expanded their desires, and tried to position the anchor point of this world for the Seven Sins. So why do you think I should hunt you down?"

The masked woman was too lazy to continue talking nonsense. She had already killed three of the Seven Sins Apostles, and she was even more comfortable killing the remaining four.

It was just that the remaining four had learned from the past and ran faster than dogs, which made her spend a long time chasing them.

The masked woman raised her hand, and the cuboid chain shot into the air. Countless elements were extracted and then synthesized into a cuboid chain, and the chain suddenly surged.

"Manzang Sky Chain!"

With a low drink, the chain of cuboids began to flow at high speed, forming a sphere.

The beholder was wrapped in it. As time passed, the circulating sphere continued to shrink, seeming to completely crush the beholder inside.

However, many battles gave the beholder a way to deal with this move.

A huge beam of light emitted from its eyeball, and then its tentacles pressed against the beam to break a gap in the chain. The beholder took this opportunity to shrink in size and fly out of the gap.

However, its tentacles that resisted the gap were continuously cut by the chain, flesh and blood flew out, and turned into powder the moment it came out.

"I knew you would escape this way."

The masked woman chuckled and stood up, half kneeling on the ground.

She pressed her right hand on the frozen soil, and a biting cold feeling came over her, but she had no reaction.

The next moment, the surrounding hundreds of meters of frozen soil began to flow like water.

Few people know that there are huge mineral deposits beneath the Far North.

So the purpose of the masked woman is obvious.

"The Seat of Imprisonment!"

The beholder saw the movement below and wanted to escape, but it found that it could not perform space jumps.

Seeing this, the beholder chose to fly away directly. There was a bad feeling in its heart that kept urging it.

The masked woman watched the beholder fly away. She did not make any movement, and still kept her right hand pressed on the frozen soil.

She knew that the beholder couldn't escape this time.

The flow of frozen soil became more and more violent, and gradually, a sharp square corner was exposed.

More than ten seconds passed, and a huge throne squeezed out of the frozen soil.

This is a confinement seat that is completely synthesized by alchemy. Even a strong person from the Holy Domain will lose all power when sitting on it.

At this time, the location of the beholder can only be sensed.

The masked woman stood up and lightly snapped her fingers.

Snapped!

A space door appeared in front of the fleeing beholder, and the beholder crashed directly into it, and the place where it landed happened to be the Seat of Confinement.

When the beholder escaped from the Manzang Sky Chain, the masked woman placed a portal on it.

The Seat of Confinement forced the beholder to sit on it, unable to move at all.

The masked woman clasped her right hand, and then a sword hilt appeared in her hand, followed by a bright sword blade.

Walking in front of the beholder, the masked woman raised her sword.

"You can't kill me! Gluttony has gone to the north! Only I know where it is!" the beholder roared.

But the masked woman shows no lull in her movements.

Her sharp sword thrust into the beholder's eyeball.

"ah!"

As the beholder screamed, it turned into black smoke and disappeared from the confinement seat after a moment.

"The North?"

The masked woman let go of her hand, and the sword disintegrated into elements again.

She raised her hand and pressed it on the mask, and with a slight sound, the mask was taken off.

The seven sin apostles all have the ability to pollute, and the function of the mask is to isolate their pollution.

All I saw was that the face under the mask was that of an intellectual elder sister.

"Carol is in the north and should be able to withstand it for a while...and the Winter Fortress..."

Qin looked in the direction of the north and said softly.