Let you spend money to collect beautiful slave girls?

Faced with this abnormal situation, the venue was in chaos.

The nobles could not help but approach their own strong men. Those slightly stronger adventurers and young talents turned pale under the pressure of the Saints, and the latter trembled.

"Earl Moore, are you crazy?"

The Saint's roar carried a powerful magical pressure and pointed the spearhead at Earl Moore.

Of course, there was no reply.

Seeing the Saint of the Earl's Mansion approaching, several Saints were about to join forces.

A mysterious magic circle suddenly rose from under their feet, and the black field enveloped everyone.

Feeling that the magic power was difficult to condense and was still rapidly draining.

Everyone realized that this was a planned conspiracy.

"Dark magic circle."

Someone recognized the owner of the magic.

"Could it be the demon clan? We have signed a peace agreement. The demon clan attacked us. Is it to cause a war?"

There are quite a few demon clans in the maze city, some of them are law-abiding, and some frequently make trouble.

But no one would die, not to mention that everyone here is a person of status.

"Earl Moore, you colluded with the demons to do such a thing, aren't you afraid of being exterminated?"

Some people threatened, trying to find a glimmer of hope.

But they were disappointed. Earl Moore had a blank expression on his face, as if he had become a different person.

No matter what others said, he did not react.

"No, it's not his problem, it's his daughter."

A Saint carefully felt the fluctuations of magic power and found that the real dark magic power was emanating from Muse.

Muse smiled, and her beautiful face showed contempt for everyone.

"Yes, it's me. The Saint level is still useful."

She admitted generously.

First, she couldn't hide it from everyone, and second, she didn't intend to let anyone leave alive, so it was useless to know.

The injured Saint suddenly realized, "So you controlled them. No wonder they suddenly attacked us. You had already found the target."

A noble looked at Bal and the others with dazed expressions and gritted his teeth and said, "Could it be that we were also drugged, but it just hasn't happened yet?"

Muse didn't even look at him. For her, strength was the only useful thing.

Even if the other party was rich, he was just a junior magician. What's the use.

She sneered, "I used drugs to deal with you. Do you think you can pose any threat to me?"

Hearing her say this, the faces of several viscounts and barons turned blue and red.

They were not controlled because they were weak.

"Think about it carefully. The six people who were controlled were all people trusted by several Saints, and Muse talked to them for a long time when she toasted before."

"Is it at that time?"

Hearing people's inferences, the young men who pursued Muse showed a look of relief.

Fortunately, Muse was not very interested in them and kept rejecting them, otherwise it would be over if she really looked at them.

So, isn't Rey, who was invited to dance by her...

But when someone looked at Rey, he was still sitting there, not as panicked as the others, as if he hadn't reacted yet.

Muse waved her hand, and the private soldiers of the Earl's Mansion rushed forward and attacked everyone except the Saint-level.

The sound of metal clashing continued, and the collision of magic and magic power disturbed the scene into chaos.

A junior magician just raised his hand and was cut off his hands and feet by a sword. Before he could react, he lost his life.

"Help, help."

"I don't want to die, come and protect me."

Most of those who were frightened and fell to the ground were the children of the nobles, while the adventurers were fighting back quietly.

They gathered with their companions, formed a formation, and looked at the situation on the other side from time to time.

Because they knew that the battle on the Saint-level side would really determine their fate.

The adventurers who were Saint-level had never been so frustrated.

They were injured in similar ways, barely escaping fatal injuries, and their bodies were corroded by the poisoned wine, and their magic was not functioning smoothly.

Under normal circumstances, the poison could be forced out in a minute at most.

But now, not only were they injured, but they didn't have that time.

Several people stood back to back, some were responsible for chanting magic, and some were responsible for close combat, and they cooperated well.

But in front of a peer with full strength, such resistance really couldn't last long.

Fire filled the surroundings, and the shock wave of magic lifted many people away.

Colorful magic flew everywhere, and each shot was powerful enough to take the life of a high-level magician.

That was a Saint-level battle.

Many adventurers showed despair in their eyes, and they didn't even need the enemy to take action. The aftermath of the battle between the strong could threaten them.Life.

There were also enemies around Rey, who were targeting Angelica and Letty, whose strength was not yet that of an intermediate magician.

He defeated the enemy and saved Benita, who was not far away.

Turning his head, he noticed that Muse was looking at him, with a strange glow in her eyes.

Muse felt a little puzzled. She launched the charm from inside and outside the body, and with the promotion of drugs, why couldn't she tell whether Rey was controlled by her.

She tried to wave her hand, and Rey walked over obediently, followed by three people.

When others noticed it, they thought that Rey was indeed being targeted.

Those who were targeted could not escape the fate of being controlled.

The old man of the Saint level barely had time to breathe a sigh of relief.

Seeing Rey being controlled, he was shocked.

At the same time, he also denied the idea of ​​Rey defeating the 30th or 40th floor master.

If the opponent was really that powerful, it shouldn't be so easy to be tricked.

Seeing that everyone around him was in a difficult battle, he asked Muse loudly.

"Who are you, why do you do this, what is your purpose?"

Perhaps because Muse thought it would be interesting, she did explain part of the story, and at the same time, she maliciously put some of the blame on Ray.

"You should know that the demons can quickly improve their strength by sacrificing a large number of strong people. But I didn't intend to attack you. The main reason for attacking you was because of him."

Hearing her start to speak, the battle stopped temporarily, and everyone's eyes were fixed on Ray, who bowed his head and remained silent.

What does it have to do with him?

Muse suddenly showed an intoxicated smile.

"Do you know how strong the fragrance of his essence is? As long as you suck it dry, it will be more effective than several saints."

Essence?

A saint's face changed drastically, "You are a succubus, don't succubus no longer exist?"

Succubus can quickly improve their strength by absorbing essence, which not only brings trouble to the human race, but also to the demons.

So this powerful race was jointly wiped out or sealed.

Muse did not answer, but continued to speak.

"But this human is totally out of control and dares to step on my feet. I must get him and take revenge on him, so I took action in advance. You are now like this, and it can be said that part of it is his fault."

Lettice stood beside Rei, a little speechless. This demon is too vengeful.

Moreover, from her point of view, Rei seemed to have yawned with his head down just now?

Thinking of Rei asking them to be quiet and not talk, she continued to remain silent.