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

It's raining.

Mu En watched the raindrops fall, and the sky and the earth became a white curtain.

The rain soon wetted his long purple hair, causing it to stick to his forehead.

Pulling away slightly, Mu En stared at the crowd in black.

The crowd in black was very quiet at this moment. They were blocked in front and behind, and even the shadow teleportation spell could not be used. There were only two options left for them.

Either blow yourself up or fight to the death.

Shyvana yawned, she was a little sleepy, the rain made her listless.

In addition to ice, red dragons also don't like water.

However, Long Wei continued to maintain, making all the people in black feel as if a huge boulder was weighing on them.

Drizzt stopped shaking. He found that he could not anger the black-clothed crowd, and suddenly felt very boring.

The historians had happy expressions on their faces. Fortunately, the Church of Pain had cleared out the surrounding crowd before taking action against Mu En. Otherwise, if Drizzt's appearance was seen by passers-by, they would all have died on the spot.

Drizzt may be shameless, but historians still need to be.

If Drizzt knew what they were thinking, the historians would spit in their mouths.

Why don't you think about how embarrassing it was when you almost tore down the walls of other people's houses before, and you still have the nerve to accuse me?

"We monitored the Alfred family and the guards, and we know everyone's whereabouts. So, where do these people around you come from?"

Someone in the black-clothed crowd asked.

They couldn't understand it.

Mu En was in the royal capital, and these were the only two places where they met, but no one was around Mu En in these two places now. Instead, they were surrounded by strangers and fell into a trap.

The girl next to Mu En could tell from the pressure she showed that she was at least a high-level professional.

Similarly, the eight people at the back are not weak either.

"Guess?" Mu En chuckled and raised his hand. Magic power surged out of his body and gathered together. He opened his mouth as if he was chanting, but only four words came out.

"Winter is coming."

In the sky, snowflakes appeared inexplicably.

The people in black felt the temperature drop sharply. A lot of their body temperature had been washed away by the rain. Now after experiencing this again, some people couldn't help but sneeze.

Winter is approaching, and it seems that the power released in rainy days will be greater. Mu En saw the snowflakes turning the rainwater into snow, and then like small hailstones, they fell on the people in black one by one, causing them to cry out in pain. .

Mu En was a little regretful. He was still too weak to cause much damage to these black-clothed people, so he left the battle to Sivana.

Taking a step back, Mu En whispered: "Sorry to trouble you."

Shyvana nodded. Furian asked her to join the team exploring the ruins of the royal capital, just to ensure the safety of the team. Now that Mu En was in danger, of course she had to take action, otherwise it would be difficult to explain to Furian when she returned.

Of course, there were other reasons why she was willing to help Mu En.

In Winter Library, Mu En was the first person willing to buy a cake for herself.

Before, Little John thought about defeating himself all day long, without any sincerity at all.

So even if it's just so that someone can buy cakes for her in the future, she will take action.

But are these really the two reasons?

Shyvana's face turned a little rosy for no reason, and there was an indescribable feeling in her heart. She suddenly felt that it would be better if the rain was heavier, and she didn't hate water so much.

Shyvana walked towards the crowd in black. Her steps were not large and seemed a bit elegant.

The dragon's power became stronger and stronger as she approached, and all the people in black subconsciously retreated.

Seconds later, they proved there was nothing wrong with making the move.

When the beautiful girl walked towards them, she turned into a giant dragon!

The hearts of the people in black paused for a moment, and then began to beat violently.

They recognized Shyvana, the red dragon who robbed the cake shop! In the Church of Pain's assessment, Shyvana's strength is definitely at the master level!

Although the strength of all masters in the royal capital will be suppressed to the ninth level, it also depends on what kind of master it is.

Like the Dragon Clan, even if their strength is suppressed, their physique and characteristics still exist.

Moreover, even the ninth-level dragon clan requires a master level to deal with it.

So from this point of view, Shyvana is almost invincible at this moment.

Shyvana raised her head, revealing the graceful arc of her slender dragon neck.

She opened her mouth slightly, and hot flames emerged from the gaps sporadically. The rain falling on the top of the fire was directly evaporated by the high temperature, turning into white mist and rising towards the sky. Then it was immediately suppressed by the raindrops that came one after another, and continued Repeat this process.

The Dragon Clan has a famous skill called Dragon Breath.

There is no doubt that what Shyvana is preparing to release now is the dragon's breath.

The people in black exclaimed and kept setting up their shields, preparing to defend themselves.

It's not that they didn't want to run away, of course they could hide and hide when faced with the dragon's breath.

But Drizzt and the historians were blocking him behind. Even if he escaped, he would be blocked, and then he would still have to face the dragon's breath.

So it's better to defend from the beginning. Maybe they can survive the dragon's breath directly?

Soon, a polygonal barrier enveloped the black-clothed crowd, and at this time Shyvana's Dragon Breath was ready.

The high temperature had distorted the surrounding air, and even standing behind Shyvana, Mu En could feel the surging power of the dragon's breath that was ready to go.

"Roar!"

Shyvana sprayed out the dragon's breath, and a pillar of fire rushed straight towards the polygonal barrier.

At the moment of contact, a heart-wrenching sound sounded on the barrier, and joy appeared on the faces of the people in black, having a chance to resist the dragon's breath!

However, the next moment, cracks appeared on the barrier, and finally the barrier was covered like a spider web, and the dragon's breath directly burned the spider web.

The blazing flames swept through the black-clad crowd, who screamed in terror and made sounds of pain.

Seeing this scene, Mu En couldn't help but think of the fire ritual of the Church of Pain described by Drizzt.

The punishment will be repaid.

At this moment, Mu En did not mourn for these people in black, because this was just to let them feel the pain of those who had been harmed by them.

They are not the first to go to hell, and then the entire Church of Pain will be uprooted.

Under the flames of the dragon's breath, the low-strength men in black were the first to stop moving, leaving only a few strong men in black still resisting.

Shyvana destroyed the dragon's breath, Drizzt controlled the shadows to separate the scorched corpses, and then took down the last few men in black who were unable to resist.

It's still raining.

The stench from the burning body was slowly washed away.

"Leave these people to me, I'll take them to the Royal Capital Guards." Mu En said to Drizzt.

Drizzt handed the bound men in black to Moon, and he used a rope to connect the men in black together.

Mu En held the top of the rope and pulled the man in black away from here.

Shyvana still followed him, but occasionally squinted to see if the men in black made any small moves.

"By the way, you owe me five more cakes this time." Shyvana said suddenly.

"Okay." Mu En smiled.