The Forbidden Journey

At six in the morning, the blinding sunlight streamed into the room, forcibly waking the young man from his deep sleep.

The cluttered room was littered with various anime and manga magazines, and four computers, never turned off, hummed in the corner.

The bookshelf beside him held piles of PVC figurines and numerous professional biology textbooks.

"Ugh…it's already morning…it's that damn Monday again," the sleepy young man yawned, rubbing his messy hair, and struggled to get up.

Twenty-four-year-old Yang Shuo was a biology lecturer at a top public university in Taiwan. After graduating with his master's degree, he was too lazy to look for a job.

However, due to his exceptionally high grades during his studies, he returned to undergraduate studies as a lecturer on his professor's recommendation.

Due to his personality, Yang Shuo didn't like interacting with people. When he didn't have classes, he would either help with experiments in his professor's lab or spend most of his time alone in his small apartment.

Although Yang Shuo always dressed neatly and cleanly when lecturing at school, and his appearance could even be described as handsome, his taciturn nature and the fact that everyone noticed he always wore the same few outfits led upperclassmen to jokingly call him "Teacher Otaku."

Today's lesson was basic biology for the freshmen who had just enrolled. Due to lack of sleep the previous nights, Yang Shuo was somewhat drowsy throughout the class, diligently explaining the material with a serious expression.

Unaware of the situation, the students thought this lecturer was a ruthless, heavy-handed professor, and they all nervously tried to absorb the information.

After class, although the new teacher seemed a bit gloomy, his 1.75-meter height and delicate appearance still attracted many female students who fawned over him, surrounding him with questions.

"Hey~ Teacher, where are you from? Are you free this weekend? Want to go to the movies with us?"
Surrounded by a group of vibrant female students, Yang Shuo had a terrible headache, especially when these girls' eyes were sparkling with admiration.

Although his head was throbbing, Yang Shuo was, after all, a lecturer and couldn't be too blunt in refusing them, so he could only politely decline the enthusiastic invitations from the female students one by one.

"Tch, what's with the attitude? Just because you're handsome doesn't mean you're all that great!"

A male student grumbled in a corner of the classroom, watching Yang Shuo reject the female students' invitations.
"Don't underestimate Professor Yang! I heard from the upperclassmen that he graduated first in his class in both his undergraduate and master's programs."
"Yeah, yeah, didn't we hear he was a regular member of the university track and field team?"

"Hmph! Nothing special! I heard from an upperclassman that he's completely uninterested in girls, maybe he's gay."

"Yeah, yeah, I also heard from some upperclassman that Professor Yang stays home after work, maybe he's a weirdo."

"Freshmen are always so energetic~ Come on, everyone, back to your seats!"

Hearing the students chattering at the back of the classroom, the department head, who was to teach the next class, walked into the classroom and couldn't help but smile.

"Professor!" Having finally escaped the female students' encirclement, Yang Shuo hurriedly bowed to the department head who entered the classroom.
That's right, this department head was the professor who had recommended Yang Shuo to be a lecturer in the undergraduate program, specializing in paleontology.
"Hehe, you're still as popular as ever!"

"What? So many young students ask you out and you're not interested? Still not planning on getting a girlfriend? You're not interested, but this old man is itching to see you like that~ Hehe!! Could it be that you're really not interested in female students, as the rumors say?" The old professor teased Yang Shuo.

Yang Shuo looked at the professor awkwardly, "Teacher... you misunderstood... and... this... saying this in front of the whole class will cause everyone to misunderstand, lol."

This remark caused the whole class to burst into laughter.

"Hehe~ just kidding, just kidding, don't mind it~" The old professor patted Yang Shuo on the shoulder, "Oh, by the way, Professor Hai from Cambridge University sent over a batch of precious samples collected from the Bermuda Triangle. Go and sort and file them later."

"Okay." Yang Shuo shook his head with a wry smile. This old professor, even at his advanced age, still likes to joke about him. He's really embarrassed himself in front of the whole class.

"I have no interest in real-life women. I only love perfect monster girls!

Only monster girls are worthy of being my partner. What are humans? A bunch of infatuated female students!" On his way to the lab, Yang Shuo muttered to himself, rubbing his still-aching head, accidentally scaring away an older female student who overheard him.

Uh… this is terrible… there will probably be new rumors tomorrow… will his nickname be 'Perverted Teacher' this time…?

Regretful of his carelessness, Yang Shuo smiled bitterly. Unfortunately, there's no going back.

At 3 PM, Yang Shuo entered the old professor's lab and was overwhelmed by the dozens of temperature-controlled storage boxes stacked on the lab bench.

This was… What a huge undertaking… Now the old professor has dumped everything on me.
Professor Hai from Cambridge University is a good friend of the old professor, also specializing in paleontology. He's spent five years in the Bermuda Triangle and seems to have found quite a few strange and unusual things.

Two-headed fish, a skull resembling a mermaid, an electric sac from an eel capable of generating millions of volts,

a fish with teeth made entirely of a special metal, a live nautilus containing a large amount of radiation… a whole jumble of random things.

Yang Shuo's head was spinning from sorting. He had no idea how to categorize many of the items, so he simply piled them all into the special materials storage room.

Suddenly, an inconspicuous little bottle in one of the storage boxes caught Yang Shuo's attention.

"Huh!? Glowing scales?" He looked at a scale about the size of a thumbnail in the bottle, constantly flashing a purple light.

"Could it contain radioactive material? I'd better check it first…"

Radioactive materials require special storage boxes; simply storing them in ordinary bottles won't do.

Yang Shuo placed the bottle containing the scales into the radiation meter, but the results showed that the residual radiation level was zero.
"These scales are really strange. Could they contain fluorescent substances?"

"That doesn't make sense either. Under normal circumstances, fluorescent substances in living organisms wouldn't glow in this way."

Yang Shuo had become very curious about the scales and, since he didn't have classes tomorrow, decided to investigate.

He opened the tightly sealed cork, and a faint, sweet fragrance wafted out, startling him. He quickly held his breath and set the bottle aside. After a few minutes, finding no discomfort, he carefully used tweezers to pick up the scales that were continuously flashing purple light from the bottle, this time wearing an N95 mask.

The surface of the scales was very smooth; they looked more like man-made products than biological scales.
Even under a dissecting microscope at high magnification, the same was true; there was no trace of keratinization that normal scales should have.

"Could it be that Professor Hai mistakenly included a part of some detection instrument as a biological sample?"
After studying it for a long time and finding nothing unusual except that the scales glowed, Yang Shuo was about to give up.

"Well, let's analyze the composition anyway..." Although he felt it was making a mountain out of a molehill, Yang Shuo still decided to use an HPLC system to analyze the composition of the scales.

He took out a scalpel, intending to separate a small portion of the scales for use as a specimen, but unexpectedly found the scales to be harder than he had imagined. No matter how hard he applied, the scalpel couldn't leave a scratch on the scales.

As a result, in the process of applying too much force, Yang Shuo's hand slipped, and the sharp scalpel accidentally cut a five-centimeter wound on his left palm.

"Ah!! How unlucky am I? Damn scales, now I can't use my left hand... How am I going to get through this long night..."

Looking at the bloodstains on the table and the scales stained with his own blood, Yang Shuo smiled bitterly.

"Hopefully, these strange scales don't carry any strange pathogens..."

Yang Shuo hurriedly grabbed some experimental alcohol to disinfect the wound, checking it. Fortunately, it wasn't as deep as he had imagined, and it shouldn't have damaged any nerves, otherwise it would have been terrible.

Putting down his work, Yang Shuo rushed to the school clinic. He didn't notice that the purple light on the blood-stained scales on the table was flashing much faster and had begun to tremble slightly.

<>

was quickly bandaged up by the resident nurse at the school clinic. Back in the lab, he found the bloodstains on the table had been cleaned up, and the blood-stained scales were nowhere to be found.
"Strange, could the professor have just returned? But didn't he have classes this afternoon?"

Yang Shuo scratched his head, not thinking too much about it, and continued organizing the other samples Professor Hai had sent.

At 8 PM, after working for over four hours, he finally finished classifying, filing, and saving all the samples. Yang Shuo, carrying a large backpack and dragging his tired body, returned to his small apartment.

After eating and drinking his fill, the first thing he did after turning on his computer was to open the newly released

'Can't Defeat Monster Girls ~ The Hero Will Be Pushed Down!! Final Chapter.'

Returning to his own little space, Yang Shuo felt his entire personality change!

"Whoa whoa whoa whoa!! As expected, monster girls are the best in this world!!!"

If someone who knew Yang Shuo saw him now, they would be shocked. His fanatical appearance made it impossible to reconcile the image of Yang Shuo from school with the image of the person in front of them now.

That's right, this is exactly why our otaku lecturer Yang Shuo has been sleep-deprived for several days in a row...
『I'm so happy...I'm so happy to see the light that I can plant seeds...』『Humans, what you interpret is not something you can resist, you're just a lowly existence...』
"Huff...huff..."

As the game progressed, heavy breathing echoed continuously in the small apartment.

"Even though my left hand is injured, it still can't stop my unwavering passion for monster girls!!"

Holding the mouse in his left hand and gripping something in his lower abdomen with his right hand, Yang Shuo made a completely perverted declaration.

『ほれ～ほれ～ほれ～I am slow and するnecessary はありません～あなたのejamをすべてreleaseするようにしましょほれう～ほれ～ほれ～ほれ～』

"Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooww... way!!!"

At the most critical moment, Yang Shuo hurriedly reached for the toilet paper that had been prepared on the table with his left hand, but he was half a beat too slow, perhaps because he was not his usual dominant hand.

All the hot white liquid shot onto his right hand. Looking at his sticky right hand, Yang Shuo exclaimed that today was really unlucky.

Just as Yang Shuo was about to quickly clean his soiled right hand, he suddenly heard a tearing sound of fabric ripping behind him.

Turning around hastily, Yang Shuo saw a purple flash shooting towards him from his backpack. In a panic, he instinctively used his right hand to block it. After a sharp pain, Yang Shuo hurriedly checked his right hand.
He discovered that the strange scale that had disappeared from the lab that afternoon was now embedded in his palm.

Even more terrifying, the scale was visibly absorbing the semen and blood from the wound on Yang Shuo's palm.

Moreover, the purple light was flashing more and more frequently, almost incessantly.

"Gurgle... gurgle..." Watching the scale rapidly absorb his semen and blood, Yang Shuo's scalp tingled. Ignoring the injury on his left hand, he hurriedly tried to pull the scale out.

It would have been better if he hadn't pulled it out; the excruciating pain caused Yang Shuo to scream. It turned out that dense black threads had grown from the part of the scales embedded in the wound on his palm, these threads already penetrating deep into Yang Shuo's hand.

Pain so intense that cold sweat soaked his back, Yang Shuo stared in horror at the dense black threads connecting the wound and the scales on his right hand. Gritting his teeth, he grabbed a pair of scissors from the drawer and forcefully cut into the black threads.
"Aaaaaah!!! It hurts so much! quah quah quah!" As he cut the black threads, a woman's scream suddenly echoed in Yang Shuo's mind.

Purple liquid began to ooze from the cut of the severed black threads, carrying a strong, sweet fragrance. Caught off guard by the sweet scent, Yang Shuo felt dizzy.

"This is...blood!!?" Han Shuo instinctively felt that the black threads he had just cut were something like blood vessels. The purple liquid evaporated rapidly upon contact with air, producing a lot of pale purple smoke with a strong, sweet fragrance.

Yang Shuo, dizzy, didn't notice the black scales falling off.

"I...want...more...more..." The woman's murmur echoed in his mind. Only then did Yang Shuo realize that the strange scales were gone. Looking down, his mind went blank.

He saw that dense black threads were tightly wrapped around his proud, enormous penis, and the semen that had been left on it had been completely devoured by the strange scales.

Not only that, the black threads seemed to be very interested in the storage area of semen, constantly dancing around Yang Shuo's scrotum.

Faced with this troublesome situation, Yang Shuo was dumbfounded. He wanted to cut all the black threads with the scissors, but looking at how tightly they were wrapped around his penis, he couldn't bring himself to do it.

When Yang Shuo steeled himself to cut the black threads recklessly, it was too late.

Inhaling too much purple smoke, Yang Shuo felt dizzy and weak all over. With a snap, the scissors fell to the ground, and he slumped weakly off the chair.

Watching the black threads rapidly travel towards his scrotum, Yang Shuo broke out in a cold sweat

. "Damn it! I'm still a virgin…this ghost scale isn't going to castrate me like this, is it? =口=" 'Hehe…more…

more…more…more…' A sweet female voice kept echoing in his mind, seemingly not very old. ' Sizzle sizzle

sizzle sizzle sizzle…' 'Noh

... Yang Shuo was completely powerless, unable to even look down at his lower body... He only felt an intense heat within him, and it seemed as if many things were writhing inside his body. His consciousness... was fading further and further away... This way of dying... I'm not reconciled... Forgive me... My monster girl awaits me in the far beyond... qaq

In the fleeting moment before his consciousness faded, Yang Shuo seemed to see a woman looking down at him from above in the darkness, her cold eyes filled with endless mockery and disdain... and a hint of... joy! ?

<>

"Ugh... my head is spinning..." After an unknown amount of time, Yang Shuo finally gradually regained consciousness.

"Where am I...??" Opening his eyes, the first thing he saw was a... squirrel...

staring wide-eyed at the uninvited guest before him. After looking at it for a while and finding that the creature didn't seem threatening, it even stuffed a nut in front of Yang Shuo's mouth before scurrying back to the treetop with its plump little belly.
"What the hell is this place!?"

Looking at the endless forest before him, Yang Shuo was dumbfounded.

Wasn't I just at home? How did I end up in this godforsaken place?

Still feeling dizzy, Yang Shuo tried hard to recall the fragmented memories of his last day at home...

"Ah!!!" Yang Shuo remembered the terrible situation before he fainted, screamed, and hurriedly pulled down his pants to check.
"Phew, thank goodness my baby's still here!" Before Yang Shuo could even feel relieved that he hadn't become a eunuch, *whoosh!* An arrow shot from afar, unfortunately embedding itself in a tree between his legs.

Instantly, Yang Shuo froze, completely stiff...

A rustling sound came from the distant bushes, as if some large creature was moving towards him.
Before Yang Shuo could even react to whether to run away, a sharp longsword was already pressed against his carotid artery.
(Foreign Language)

"Don't move!! Who are you!? What are you doing wandering around in the restricted area?"

"Do you know that demons might appear here at any time to hunt humans?"

"And... uh... why aren't you wearing pants...?"

The burly, bearded man in front of him was wearing full heavy armor, carrying a longsword and a bundle of javelins on his back, the sharp spearheads clearly coated with poison.

Yang Shuo watched as the other person mumbled something to him, seemingly questioning him, but the problem was… Yang Shuo couldn't understand a word of it.

Helpless, he could only stare at the other person.

*Whoosh! Whoosh!* Another tall, thin man emerged from the bushes in another direction, carrying a giant bow.

It seemed the arrow that had nearly killed him was fired by this hunter-dressed man.
Both the bearded, muscular man and the hunter-dressed man wore identical silver emblems on their chests—a longsword piercing a giant bat—suggesting they belonged to the same group.

(Foreign Language)

"Keanu, what's going on? Where did this kid come from? I thought a demon had appeared."

The hunter-dressed man frowned, looking at the trouserless Yang Shuo with disdain. "Who knows what this kid is doing wandering around the restricted area without pants? Did he come here willingly to feed the damned demon?"

the burly man named Keanu said impatiently. He had thought he'd be the first to capture the demon, but instead, he'd missed him. " Damn it, what are you doing in the restricted area? Tell me the truth!" Keanu shouted impatiently. "Could he be someone who's been attacked by a demon? He doesn't seem to understand you at all; he must be mentally unstable." "But I've never heard of anyone escaping from a demon after being hunted!" Watching the two men argue fiercely, glancing at his crotch every now and then, their eyes filled with disdain and pity, Yang Shuo felt so embarrassed he wanted to disappear into the ground. Just as Yang Shuo was about to ask a question, a sharp whistle suddenly sounded from afar. Keanu and the man in the hunting outfit immediately changed their expressions upon hearing the whistle, quickly drawing their weapons and entering combat stance. (Foreign Language) "I don't care if you understand what I'm saying or not, you get back to the city right now! It's very dangerous here!!" "Take care! Get out of here quickly." The man in hunting attire pointed in a direction before leaving. Although he couldn't understand what the two were saying, he could tell from their tone which direction they wanted him to go. "Hunting wild beasts? Bears or wild boars? Is it some kind of war?" Yang Shuo hurriedly pulled his pants back on and left, not even having time to check his precious items. As he walked, he wondered what the two had just been talking about. Who would run around in the forest in this kind of clothing these days? Yang Shuo shook his head. Had he wandered into a movie set? Or was he just half asleep? At this moment, Yang Shuo didn't know that he was completely wrong, and very wrong at that!! He continued to move forward in the direction the man in hunting attire had indicated. The trees began to thin out, and sunlight began to penetrate the sea of trees overhead. The bushes on the ground also began to increase. This scene indicated that he was about to cross this damned forest. Yang Shuo looked utterly disheveled. He'd only been wearing a tank top and shorts at home, and the rapid trek through the forest had left his pants tattered and torn. He looked like a refugee fleeing a disaster or a poor beggar. Having finally emerged from the forest, Yang Shuo immediately realized his guess was gravely wrong. The town before him was clearly not a remnant of Earth; it was more like a 16th-century European city. The massive, heavy gates, the ten-meter-long crossbows peeking out from the crenellations of the walls, and the towers at the four corners constantly radiating arcs of electricity—everything indicated that this place was not the Earth Yang Shuo knew. <> Taking a deep breath and quickly calming himself, Yang Shuo summarized his current situation: he had been attacked by strange scales at home, and after inhaling purple mist, he lost consciousness. The scales seemed to have burrowed into his testicles… He needed to check them carefully… (His scalp tingled). Before losing consciousness, he seemed to see someone's shadow, and that cold gaze left a deep impression on Yang Shuo. This place was clearly not Earth. Judging from the two people he had encountered so far, the technological development seemed to be stuck in the Middle Ages on Earth… But what about those four towers emitting arcs of electricity? Did they have a particularly advanced level of technology in some aspect? No, it was unlikely that such a distorted development would exist. Could it be… the only possibility was… the legendary magic towers that only appear in fantasy novels!? So… he had been transported to another world of swords and magic because of those damned scales!? How could such a situation, which only existed in fantasy novels, actually happen to him? He shook his head, somewhat incredulous, but this might be the only explanation for his current situation. With a heavy heart, Yang Shuo slowly walked towards the city gate, where two guards stood. (Foreign Language)

"Halt!!" He was stopped by a guard as soon as he approached the city gate. "Where did you come from?"

"Where did this beggar come from!? And with those strange black hair!" A guard frowned at Yang Shuo's tattered appearance.

"

You want to enter the city? Do you have the entrance fee? Hand over five copper coins and we'll let you in."

"But judging from your ragged appearance, you probably can't afford it. Go away! No money, no entry!"
Seeing the guard's fierce attitude, Yang Shuo knew without a doubt that he wasn't welcome.
Hmm… what should he do now? He couldn't just force his way in, could he?

Damn it… in other novels, when someone transmigrates, they usually master some unparalleled martial arts or possess extraordinary abilities, and most of them even take over someone else's body! If they're lucky, they're even nobles!!

How come he's here with his physical body intact? Still in this miserable, tattered state…

The main problem is the complete language barrier, which is the most troublesome part. Without the language, even asking for directions is impossible.

Yang Shuo couldn't help but curse those damned scales again. If it weren't for those scales, he could have finished 'If You Can't Defeat Monster Girls, the Hero Will Be Pushed Down!! Final Chapter' today… He really hates it…

(Foreign Language)

Seeing Yang Shuo still standing there dumbfounded without saying a word, the guard immediately guessed that this kid couldn't pay the entrance fee.
An older guard thought for a moment and said to a younger guard, "If I remember correctly, the Demon Hunter Legion was all mobilized two hours ago, right?"

"

Yes, I heard that some damned demons have smuggled themselves in from the Demon Forbidden Continent to hunt humans..." "

I heard that the demons that infiltrated this time are very powerful, and two teams of scouts from the Demon Hunter Legion have already gone missing..." "Sigh... Antel City is getting more and more unsettled these days. I should move away from here as soon as possible after I retire to be safe." "Let it go today. Let this beggar into the city. Letting him wander outside will only lead to his death sooner or later." Yang Shuo was originally worried about how to enter the city, but unexpectedly, things took a turn for the better. For some reason, the two guards suddenly agreed to let him into the city. Yang Shuo immediately thanked the guards with a sunny smile, and the scene before him after passing through the heavily guarded city gate made his eyes light up. The city's architecture resembled that of Byzantium on Earth. Besides numerous stalls, houses, and shops, there were towers about two or three stories high everywhere, some of which occasionally emitted unsettling fluctuations. The bustling crowds and the cries of vendors filled the air, making the city incredibly lively. Having finally overcome the biggest obstacle of entering the city, Yang Shuo now began to consider how to survive in this world. It wasn't that he didn't want to go back, but even if he wanted to find a way back to his original world, it certainly wouldn't be something that could be accomplished in a day or two. His primary goal was to survive, and the most important thing for survival was money. Without money, he couldn't buy food or find a place to stay… Normally, that's how a normal person would think… but now, the most important thing was… "Oh!! My balls!!" After entering the city, Yang Shuo decided on his first task in less than five seconds. That's right... the first and second things our protagonist did after transmigrating were... checking his testicles xdd. Ignoring the strange looks from the city's residents at his tattered clothes, Yang Shuo quickly found a dark alley and started taking off his pants. "WTF!! What the hell!!!" He should have looked away, because what he saw almost scared him to death. The scales he thought had long since disappeared were embedded in the tip of his penis, just like scales that had grown on his own body. He picked at the scales without confirming, and Yang Shuo couldn't help but twitch. A kind of unprecedented pleasure rushed to his head. "What the hell is going on?!" This... this level of sensitivity is just like... a woman's clitoris!? Just this level of touch made Yang Shuo's whole body feel hot. This was no longer a simple erogenous zone. Not only that, the black threads extending from around the scales had completely disappeared into his skin, like a tattoo. The black threads encircled his testicles, forming a very complex magic circle on his skin. "This...this...this..." Yang Shuo was so shocked he couldn't speak. This was practically parasitism. Recalling what happened last night—the strange scales that had actively sucked his semen and blood, the black threads that looked like blood vessels, and the purple blood—Yang Shuo became increasingly certain that these ghostly scales belonged to some kind of creature. Seeing that he couldn't remove the scales by simply plucking them, Yang Shuo reluctantly came to this conclusion after observing them for a long time. It seemed he would have to wait until he returned to the real world to see if the ghostly scales could be surgically removed. He wondered if being parasitized by this thing would be harmful to the human body… Yang Shuo could only manage a bitter smile. Just as Yang Shuo began to worry about his next move, a commotion arose on the street outside. Out of curiosity, Yang Shuo put on his pants and returned to the street, only to find a dense crowd of people. (Foreign Language) "The demon has been caught!! The demon has been caught!! The demon-hunting legion has successfully captured the demon!!" "Kill!!! Quickly kill that damned demon and give me back my child's life!!!" People kept running around, sharing this exciting news with each other. Yang Shuo finally managed to squeeze through the crowd and saw what had caused such a commotion. The first thing that caught his eye was a group of fierce warriors. There were warriors wearing heavy armor and carrying greatswords, hunters carrying bows and sword scabbards, and some thin men wearing cloaks and carrying wooden staffs, who were probably the legendary mages. But what they all had in common was that they all wore the same silver badges they had seen on the two men in the forest. But how to put it... the situation before him could only be described as horrific. The once formidable legion was now riddled with wounded soldiers, many of them carrying stretchers with grim faces. Judging from the white sheets covering the stretchers, they likely contained corpses, and even a blood-stained hand dangled outside the stretcher. " What a Pyrrhic victory... over five hundred went out, and now less than two hundred have returned..." the onlookers murmured. "I heard the demons who infiltrated were a high-ranking race... thankfully they were caught in the end... otherwise, I'd be thinking of moving immediately..." Four warhorses pulled a massive prison wagon, assembled from incredibly sturdy wood, each piece as thick as a thigh, clearly extremely difficult to break. Thick iron chains connected the four corners of the wagon, occasionally emitting wisps of electricity; bound by these terrifying chains, one could probably never break free on their own. Yang Shuo initially thought they had captured a heinous criminal or a ferocious beast, but when he saw the prisoners inside the prison van, he was completely petrified. Ignoring the many people around him, he shouted, "God!!! You've actually let me see a real monster girl!!"

Shoulder-length, emerald-green hair; a flawless face; flawless white skin; and

a pair of enormous breasts, estimated to be a G-cup, partially exposed due to the tear in her clothing.
Her ears were pointed, somewhat like small wings,

with a pair of white horns about 30 centimeters long extending upwards and backwards at about 15 centimeters above each ear, forming a beautiful arc.

A pair of enormous wings, folded at her shoulder blades, would likely be 1.5 meters long if fully extended.

A lizard-like tail, about one meter long, adorned her rounded hindquarters.

Her hands and feet had only four fingers each, each with huge, sharp claws, now stained with blood—it was unclear whether it was her own or someone else's.

Her arms, legs, wings, and tail were covered in neat white scales, which, far from being frightening, were actually quite beautiful, shimmering like jewels.

The monster girl was covered in blood, with countless wounds and several burn marks. Although the wounds didn't appear deep, the seeping blood stained her entire body, making her look exceptionally frightening. She
looked exhausted, perhaps due to blood loss, but her eyes remained sharp, revealing an indomitable spirit. Despite being a prisoner, she coldly observed the humans around her.
Yang Shuo's overall impression of the monster girl was one of beauty, nobility, and cold power.

'Like a white rose bathed in blood.' This was Yang Shuo's first impression.

"God!!! It's actually the beautiful and proud White Dragon Girl!"

(Foreign Language)

"How terrifying! Is this the legendary White Demon?!" someone in the crowd screamed.

"My God!! You mean that's the legendary White Demon!? How could the Demon Hunter Legion have the strength to capture such a high-ranking demon?"

(Foreign Language)

"I heard that a Holy Archmage from the Royal City happened to be with the army this time, which is how they defeated this demon."
"You mean the famous Holy Archmage Leo!? Where is he? I haven't seen him!"
(Foreign Language)

"Well... the one in the first stretcher is him..." A man who seemed to know the inside story said sadly.

"You... you mean..." The young man who had been inquiring about the news was completely stunned by this terrible news. It

was too powerful. It took the sacrifice of a Holy Archmage and more than three hundred brave warriors to capture the demon.

Astonishing strength!!! The surrounding people all gasped when they thought of this. Just thinking about such a powerful demon right in front of them, even though they were imprisoned, made their legs go weak involuntarily.
Yang Shuo was still in shock. He had never imagined that this world, besides the legendary magic, also contained the monster girl he had dreamed of seeing every night, a creature that only existed in people's fantasies. The initial panic of arriving in this strange new world had completely vanished, replaced by extreme excitement!

In his frenzied state, Yang Shuo, in a daze, followed the crowd and the prison cart slowly to the central square of Antel City.

In the center of the square, which was the size of four football fields, stood a stake, piled high with flammable dry wood and fuel. Suddenly,

Yang Shuo realized with a start, were they going to execute this white dragon girl directly?!

No!!! This was a terrible waste!! He had to find an animal rights group…

no, no, he should find a monster girl human rights lawyer! Or…?

While Yang Shuo was still lost in thought, the white dragon girl was already being led out of the prison cart and dragged onto the stake.
"No!!! I must save her!!" "By any means necessary!!!"

Yang Shuo roared in his heart, determined not to watch Bai Longniang be executed like this!!!
(Foreign Language)

A fat man in white robes, dressed as a priest, slowly walked up to the platform in front of the pyre and began to speak in a heavy tone: "Fellow citizens of the Duchy of Atandi, our valiant Demon Hunter Knights of Antel City have paid a heavy price!

And with the sacrifice of the noble Saint Archmage Leo, we have finally captured this tyrannical demon!! Today, I will use the sacred flames of the Church to purify the evil white demon, to comfort the spirits of the many heroes in heaven!!!"

(Foreign Language)

"Kill!!! Kill!!! Kill!!! Kill!!! Kill!!! Kill!!! Kill!!! Kill!!! Kill!!!" "

Burn her!!! Burn her!!! Burn her!!! Burn her!!! Burn her!!! Burn her!!! Burn her!!!"
The crowd was furious, and many radical people picked up stones from the ground and threw them at Bai Longniang on the pyre.
The priest seemed pleased with the crowd's reaction, clapping his hands . Two soldiers, carrying torches, headed towards the execution platform.
"For the glory of the Principality of Atandi !!! ... Two soldiers holding torches stared wide-eyed, unsure how to handle the unexpected situation. "My God !! Who is that beggar? He's taken the priest hostage!!" "My dagger, damn it, that beggar stole my dagger!! I bought it yesterday for three silver coins." "What language is he speaking? I can't understand a word! And black hair is so rare." " Who are you!! Damn it, move the dagger away!! I'm bleeding, don't, don't hurt me, I'm a priest of the Holy See!" Ignoring the fat priest's pig-like screams, Yang Shuo dragged him toward the pyre with a murderous look on his face. "Get out of the way!!!" Yang Shuo roared at the two soldiers holding torches guarding the pyre. The soldiers, mindful of the priest, had no choice but to step aside. Once on the pyre, he threw the fat priest in front of Bai Longniang. "Release her, immediately!!!" The priest looked at Yang Shuo in confusion, not understanding what the thug before him wanted him to do. Yang Shuo had no choice but to tap the thick iron chains binding Bai Longniang with his dagger, signaling the priest to remove the shackles. *Zzzzz!* A massive electric current instantly surged from the iron chains to the dagger; if Yang Shuo hadn't released his grip quickly, he would likely have died on the spot. Watching the rapidly melting dagger, Yang Shuo couldn't imagine the immense pain the delicate Bai Longniang was enduring.

The execution platform was small, and Yang Shuo was extremely close to Bai Longniang, so close that he could feel her breath and smell her faint, lily-like fragrance, which, though mixed with the pungent smell of blood, was still quite pleasant.
Bai Longniang looked at Yang Shuo with some surprise, her expression suggesting she couldn't understand his motives at all.

"It's alright, you'll be saved soon…you won't have to suffer anymore, my beloved noble white rose."
Although he knew Bai Longniang wouldn't understand, Yang Shuo couldn't help but look into her eyes and speak these words deeply.

Bai Longniang, recovering from her surprise, looked at Yang Shuo's tattered clothes and seemed somewhat puzzled.

"Human, why did you save me?"

Bai Longniang spoke, her voice as melodious as a gentle breeze, but devoid of emotion, carrying a chilling undertone.

No, the key point was that what she spoke was clearly not Earth's language, and completely different from the language of this world's humans.

Yet Yang Shuo could clearly understand the meaning behind Bai Longniang's words.

After a moment of silence, Yang Shuo smiled and slowly spoke in the demon language, his voice slow, soft, and gentle, yet exceptionally firm, as it was his first time speaking it.

"I came to this world to see you..."

Bai Longniang paused, about to reply...

(Foreign Language)

"Damn thug! I've broken the seal! Damn demon lackey! The Church will hunt you down to the ends of the earth!!"

The priest, having already released the seals from Bai Longniang's hands and feet, interrupted her at an inopportune moment.
"Damn it! I was making the most important confession of my life, and you, you damned fat pig, interrupted me!!!"

Enraged, Yang Shuo kicked the fat priest off the three-story-high pyre.

This action immediately caused a stir among the demon hunters and city guards who had rushed to the scene.
"Human, tell me your name."

"My name is Yang Shuo!"

"Fao, is that it? Strange name."

Watching the ever-growing number of soldiers and sensing the approaching powerful magical energy fluctuations in the distance, the White Dragon Girl frowned.

"I must leave... My current physical condition prevents me from taking you with me... Take care... Strange human named Fao."

(Author's note: The White Dragon Girl calls the protagonist Fao because it's a direct transliteration from Chinese to the demon language, not a typo. The protagonist's original name was intended to be Fao; Yang Shuo was used initially for ease of immersion, but Fao will be used consistently from now on.)

Watching the White Dragon Girl spread her enormous dragon wings, she slowly ascended into the air with a powerful whirlwind, flying away from Antel City.
Smelling the faint scent of lilies still lingering in the air... Fao felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction. He felt incredibly happy, for he had finally encountered the demon girl of his dreams.
"Ah~ I forgot to ask her name..." Regretfully, countless soldiers surged onto the pyre. After being subdued by several burly men, Fao was struck hard on the head, and the excruciating pain caused him to black out and immediately faint.
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"Ugh..." Struck in the abdomen, the young man lying on the ground vomited bile. His clothes were tattered, making him look like a poor beggar.

(Foreign Language)

"Damn it! You brat, confess already! What's your relationship with the demon?!"

"The priest said if you confess, he might spare your life; otherwise... hmph."
Two jailers continued to punch and kick Fao, who was convulsing on the ground like a shrimp.
(Foreign Language)

"Heh heh heh heh! What crime did this little brat commit to deserve such torture?" A seven-foot-tall giant laughed.

「口傑口傑，这小鬼该不会是强奸了城主的宝贝小女儿吧！」猥琐的三角眼男子流着口水。

（（外语））

「切！谁像你一样变态啊？只对ｘｘ岁以下的小女孩出手。」

角落一个骨瘦如材穿着斗篷的高瘦男子讥讽着猥琐三角眼。

「有趣，听说他把那头肥猪祭司揍到全身骨折？小子，有骨气啊，老子爱上你了！！」

满脸刀疤的鬍渣男兴奋的看着法欧的臀部，两眼放光﹔恩…很明显，这是一个变态。不用理他。

看着被狱卒狠狠殴打的法欧，四周其他牢房关押的犯人兴奋的鼓譟着。
这里是安特尔城的重刑犯的监牢，里面关押的都是各式各样的犯罪者。
有杀人无数的杀人狂﹑疯狂的强奸犯﹑用无辜民众做实验的黑暗魔法师…等多不胜数。

(Foreign Language)

Looking at the unconscious Fao, the jailer spat disdainfully and left Fao's cell.
At the same time, in the Holy See—a fat priest wrapped in bandages was roaring furiously at the city lord: "That damned thug, I'll give you three days to find out his origins! He actually tried to assassinate me!!!"

(Foreign Language)

"But...that kid doesn't seem to understand our language at all...Sir, could you please...?" The
thin city lord wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, meekly responding to the furious Holy See priest.
In this world, the Holy See holds absolute authority, despite having more than a dozen duchies and empires. The Holy See
's shadow can be seen in every country; it's no exaggeration to say it's the mastermind behind the world.

As the main organization responsible for the united front against demons, the Holy See's clergy enjoy privileges everywhere.

They even have the power to interfere in the appointment and dismissal of kings in many countries, the formulation of national laws, and the arbitrary life-and-death power of minor nobles, etc.

The most famous example is

the "Special Severe Penalty Law for Demonic Disasters," enacted worldwide to prevent demons from infiltrating and hunting humans, causing population disappearances and economic losses. Those who commit serious crimes and are considered social outcasts are exiled to the demon-inhabited continent of the Forbidden Lands under the guise of life imprisonment.
With a sufficient number of men willingly offering themselves up, the frequency of demonic hunting of humans can be effectively reduced. Moreover, many of these fierce criminals are powerful, and with luck, this can even reduce the demon population and strength.
Furthermore, it can generate public opinion against the death penalty and for upholding human rights, creating a benevolent image for the Holy See—truly a perfect three-birds-with-one-stone strategy.

Sometimes, when severe penalties are insufficient, to maintain the stability and economic prosperity of various countries, even innocent people who have inadvertently offended nobles or the Holy See are secretly kidnapped and exiled along with them.
The "Forbidden Lands"—a name that terrifies everyone…

it is said that in ancient times, all sorts of demons roamed freely, indiscriminately hunting humans and causing immense losses.

Five hundred years ago, internal strife broke out among the demons, severely weakening them. Taking advantage of this, the Holy See united all the duchies and launched a holy war.

In this war, recorded in history as the "Bloody Holy War," humanity lost nearly a third of its population, especially men, who were the main force of the war effort and suffered devastating losses. Even five hundred years later, humanity has not recovered.

The male-to-female ratio in each country remains a pitiful 1:3, meaning only one in four people is male.

The situation for demons was no better. They had already lost the vast majority of their elites and fighting force in previous internal conflicts. Under the call of the Holy Light Church, humanity's desperate counterattack became the final straw that broke the demons' back!

Tragically, male demons, also a main fighting force, were already few in number during the civil war, and were completely wiped out by humanity's life-or-death tactics… Even the few survivors were slowly swallowed up by the tides of time.

High-ranking demon races, as the primary targets of the hunt, suffered heavy losses, and many races disappeared as a result.
Even the most powerful demon king, in the "Holy Blood Pursuit" recorded in history, single-handedly covered the retreat of many of his people.

After enduring hundreds of forbidden spells, he was severely injured and disappeared. However, in this battle... all of humanity's nearly one hundred Saint-level powerhouses perished.

People believed that the evil Demon King might have died somewhere in the wilderness.

Faced with an irreversible defeat, the demons' power, which had spread throughout the entire continent, was forced to shrink southward, and was eventually forced to migrate entirely to a desolate continent in the south, which is today's 'Forbidden Demon Continent'.

The 'Forbidden Demon Continent', which gathers all the remaining demons, is an extremely desolate region with very few resources.

Its area, in terms of Earth's understanding, is roughly the size of South America, only about one-tenth the size of the human continent.

Under the full-scale blockade of the 'Forbidden Demon Continent' by the human alliance, the battle has reached a stalemate across a strait.

The demons are unable to launch a counterattack back to the human homeland, and the human alliance is also severely weakened and can only maintain this awkward situation.

This stalemate has persisted for five hundred years, until today. During these five hundred years, although most demons possess lifespans far exceeding those of humans, living for a hundred or two centuries is not a problem. However, as time passes, in order to maintain the continuation of their race, demons have had to find ways to break through the blockade and hunt human males for reproduction.
Therefore, five hundred years later, without exception, all demons have some human blood flowing through their veins.
Moreover, they have all undergone partial human physical transformations. Perhaps due to racial fusion, almost all demons have human-like faces, and their appearances are exceptionally beautiful.

To more easily obtain reproductive cells from human males, some demons have even developed various specialized organs…

(Author's note: Because the chromosomes of demons and humans are not 100% compatible, only X-chromosome sperm can successfully combine with demon eggs, so it is impossible for a human and a demon child to be male. Furthermore, because demons are a dominant race, even if they have human blood, it only makes their skin, hair, and faces increasingly resemble humans.

No matter what methods they try, they cannot dilute the demon bloodline; all offspring born will remain completely demonic.)

Antel City, as the southernmost coastal town of the Principality of Atandi, is home to a 500-strong demon-hunting legion to prevent demons from constantly crossing the sea to infiltrate human society and hunt.

They are normally responsible for city defense and searching the gray area between Antel City and the "Forbidden Strait"—the "Antel Forest."

And Fao, who had crossed over, happened to land in the forbidden Antel Forest.

Of course, having kidnapped and severely injured the priestess of the Holy See, and released the demon captured at great cost, only one outcome awaited Fao…

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(Foreign Language)

In the courtroom, the judge pronounced his verdict on Fao, who was bound hand and foot below the platform: "Sinner… assassinating the priestess of the Holy See, colluding with the demon to slaughter humans, a traitor to humanity, your sins are grave."

"Because of the mercy of the Holy See, we will not execute you directly, you will be exiled to the Demon-Forbidden Continent!!" "
Thank the mercy of the God of Light, you scoundrel! Traitor to humanity!!"

"Heh… I should have just been sentenced to death, right?" After the trial ended and he was thrown back into the prison, Fao recalled the judge's disgusted gaze and the fat priest's mocking hatred, and thought of the worst possible ending with self-mockery.
Anyway, having seen the real monster girl, he should have no regrets in this life… right?

Although he thought so, he still felt a little empty inside… This feeling… is it regret…?
That noble and unyielding figure lingered deep in Fao's heart.

However, Fao still couldn't understand why he could use the language of monster girls.
He could only guess that it was caused by some strange change in his transmigrated body.

After being tortured and beaten by the jailers for many days, Fao, exhausted, fell into a deep sleep.

'Splash~' The icy coldness woke Fao directly from his sleep. In front of him, the damned jailer was holding a large wooden bucket.

(Foreign Language)

"Boy, get up now! You're sleeping like a dead man. Today is your execution day!"
Seeing that the jailer was about to pour another bucket of ice water on him, Fao hurriedly got up.

Looking at the two dry, rock-hard pieces of rye bread that the jailer threw in, Fao, who hadn't eaten for several days, was very unwilling, but he couldn't resist his hunger and forced himself to swallow them.

"Is this my last meal...?" Although he had been mentally prepared...

when the moment actually arrived... Fao's heart was still filled with unbearable sorrow. He never expected that after finally transmigrating to this world with monster girls, he would end up with such a tragic fate.

He swallowed the dry, hard black bread whole, almost choking to death on the spot. Under the guards' instructions, he dragged his heavy shackles out of the cell where he had been imprisoned for many days, only to find that he wasn't alone, but that the entire prison was being brought out.

So many prisoners, could it be a mass execution? Generally speaking, they wouldn't execute nearly a hundred prisoners at the same time... right?
Under the watchful eyes of many guards, although many prisoners' eyes darted around, seemingly eager to do something, none dared to take any action.

In this way, more than ninety serious offenders were escorted onto prison vans, ten people crammed into each van.
Of course, they were just ordinary prison vans, without the exaggerated equipment like the magical shackles used to imprison demons.

Squeezed into a small space with many burly men, the mingled smell of men and sweat made Fao very uncomfortable.

A strange sensation moved over his buttocks, and he suddenly realized someone was touching him. Fao turned his head with difficulty and stared at a scarred, stubble-faced man staring at him with gleaming eyes and drooling… Fao felt a chill run down his spine.

Thus, the large convoy escorting the serious criminals traversed the paths of the Antel Forest and arrived at a dilapidated port at dusk.

This port, clearly abandoned for a long time, was deserted, with only one dock showing signs of repair.

At this moment, a huge iron-hulled wooden ship was moored beside the dock, with many soldiers busily working on it.

The hull, deliberately inlaid with several layers of thick iron, clearly possessed extraordinary defensive capabilities, seemingly designed to protect against underwater attacks.

Many fierce and fearless criminals turned pale and trembled at the sight of the ship.
The prisoners were herded off the prison vans and transferred one by one to makeshift cells in the tin-roofed cabins for centralized imprisonment.
(Foreign Language)

"No!!! Are they going to abandon us on the Demon-Slaying Continent to fend for ourselves, just like the rumors say?"

"Damn the Vatican! I'll get my revenge on you all when I get out! I'll kill ten or a hundred of your clergy!"
"Idiot! No one has ever come back alive from the Demon-Slaying Continent... They must have all died from having their brains sucked out by demons..."

(Author's note: Since no human has ever returned to human society after being hunted by monster girls, various rumors circulate. Coupled with the Vatican's instigation, the general perception among humans is that monster girls hunt humans simply for food.)

Although he didn't know where this large ship was taking these prisoners, seeing the unusually tense expressions of these ruthless thugs who usually killed without batting an eye, Fao knew that the journey ahead would likely be unpleasant. But Fao firmly believed!

As long as they were alive, there was still hope! This was for returning to the real world, for seeing the White Dragon Girl again!!

At night, the ship's cabin reeked of the fishy smell of the sea, sweat, the sour smell of vomit, and various other foul odors. Many prisoners slept soundly, their snores deafening. But Fao felt as if some creature was watching him from the shadows. He cautiously scanned his surroundings, searching for the source of the gaze, and finally fell into a deep sleep late into the night…

Two days later, at noon, all the prisoners were unshackled and brought out to assemble. On the deck, he saw sailors busily launching small wooden boats into the sea.

Gazing into the distance in the direction the ironclad ship was heading, he saw a vague shadow; if he wasn't mistaken, they should be nearing their destination.

Just as Fao was still wondering where their destination was, the guards kicked the prisoners off the deck one by one into the sea.
"Gulp~~" Caught completely off guard, Fao was kicked into the water and choked on several mouthfuls of salty seawater before being pulled onto a small wooden boat by a large, hairy hand. He was about to thank the hand when he looked down and almost fell back into the sea…

The scarred, bearded scumbag who had groped his buttocks in the prison van yesterday was now flashing him a bright smile with a mouthful of gold teeth!!

Fao felt a terrible headache… a very bad headache…

(Foreign Language)

"You scum, your only value to humanity is feeding those demons in exchange for the safety of the people!!"

"Get out, you scoundrels! Go to the A Certain Magical Index and fend for yourselves as food for the demons!!"

The sailors and guards on deck shouted disgustedly at the condemned prisoners thrown into the water, and the iron boat began to turn back.

"Huh!? We've been released? Could it be that we've been exiled?" Fao watched the iron boat gradually disappear into the distance. Convinced he wasn't being taken to some secret execution ground, the last weight in his heart finally lifted.
The dilapidated wooden boat carried no water or food, making it highly impractical to cross the treacherous Magic Forbidden Strait by human strength alone. The only destination was the hazy Magic Forbidden Continent not far away.

(Foreign Language)

"Hahahaha!! Foolish Antel City guards, you think you can starve me to death by leaving me at sea!?"

On a small boat not far away, a strong man completely shrouded in a long robe suddenly stood up and burst into maniacal laughter. His cloak flew off, revealing a body covered in dense tattoos of skulls and zombies, making him appear extremely sinister.
(Foreign Language)

"Oh my god!! He's the necromancer who slaughtered the entire village of Noya last year and turned them all into zombies!!"
A sharp-eyed death row inmate recognized the necromancer as he slowly floated into the air, releasing a surge of energy.

The necromancer ascended to a high altitude, and just as he was adjusting his balance to fly back towards Antel City…
"Caw caw!!!" A shrill bird cry came from the sky, and a huge black shadow swiftly attacked the necromancer from above.

Caught off guard, the necromancer was struck head-on by the rapidly diving shadow, a strong talon gripping his waist tightly.

(Foreign Language)

"Aaaaaah, it's a demon from the Gryphon Clan!! I heard that those who were taken into the sky by them disappeared!"
"Damn it!! How could we encounter such a powerful demon so far from the Magical Index Continent?!"
"Ugh... Disgusting! How could there be such a disgusting demon? It's a bird, yet it has a female body."

But in Fao's eyes, it was a completely different scene...

A beautiful oval face with a pointed chin, her long, flowing, light purple hair danced as she flew at high speed, and the beads of sweat that clung to the air from the midday sun and her exercise looked so delicious and shiny. Her healthy, smooth, bronze skin
reflected a dazzling luster in the sunlight, making one want to hold her in their arms and caress her gently; her breasts, perhaps because of the need for rapid flight, were not very large but were exceptionally perky, as cute as a small white rabbit that could be held in one hand.

From what should have been the shoulders of a human body grew enormous wings, each about three meters long, woven from beautiful reddish-brown and snow-white feathers.

The lower legs were structured like those of birds, with strong, sharp claws on their one-meter-long, arm-thick calves.

Although it was a great pity that he couldn't clearly see the harpy girl's appearance due to high-speed flight, it couldn't extinguish the burning passion in Fao's heart—this was the second monster girl Fao had encountered since his transmigration!
"God!!! It's a harpy harpy girl!!!"

The necromancer, tightly bound by the claws and unable to move, struggled desperately, but the strong iron claws remained unmoved. He frantically began chanting an arcane incantation, and several bone spears began to materialize and coalesce in the void.

Fao watched the battle in the air with bated breath, secretly praying that the harpy girl wouldn't be harmed...
Just as the necromancer's bone spear spell was about to be completed, a playful glint flashed in the harpy girl's eyes. In an instant, she swiftly performed two near-90-degree right-angle spins in the air, followed by a high-speed 720-degree self-spinning. The sudden impact forcibly interrupted the spell's completion, and the necromancer, weakened by the backlash from the failed spell, completely lost his ability to resist.

((Demon language))

"Human mages are indeed very fragile~~ Come back to my nest with me obediently~~~~" Pouting, the harpy girl, having caught her prey, seemed quite happy and flew away, leaving only the dumbfounded death row inmates on the sea...
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A deathly silence fell, broken only by the heavy breathing and the sounds of the death row inmates swallowing hard.

Fao was also breathing heavily, not out of fear, but from extreme excitement…

He'd only been in this world a few days and had already seen two monster girls—it was pure bliss!!
The eagle girl grabbed the necromancer and left, but the crisis didn't seem to be over yet.

*Splash! Splash!* Unusual ripples appeared on the surface of the sea around the six wooden boats as they rapidly approached.
(Foreign Language)

"They're aquatic demons!! Everyone, row ashore! We have no chance against them in the water!"

The numerous death row inmates frantically rowed towards the distant shore, but the ripples were clearly much faster than the small boats.

*Whoosh! Whoosh!* Several jets of water shot out of the sea, instantly piercing the hull of the last small wooden boat.

The inmates inside desperately scooped the water out with their hands, while others tried to press the holes to stop the seawater from rushing in.
With fewer people rowing, the small wooden boat's speed rapidly decreased, and it was quickly overtaken by the ripples.
A ripple spread out, clear water splashing on the surface, and a mermaid girl leaped five meters into the air, her light blue hair, fish-like lower body, and white breasts only partially concealed by two small pink seashells.

"God!!! A mermaid girl!!!! A mermaid girl!!!!"

Fao turned around and saw the third monster girl in his life. If the scarred scumbag hadn't been holding onto his belt tightly, Fao would probably have lost his balance and fallen into the sea, becoming the mermaid girl's next prey. The mermaid girl

, who had been suspended in mid-air for a moment, waved her hands, and four thick water jets spun out from the sea, instantly destroying the half-sunken wooden boat. The dozen or so death row inmates fell into the sea unharmed, demonstrating an astonishing magical control ability.

(Foreign Language)

"Help me!! Help me!!" Several death row inmates who were good swimmers desperately swam towards the other surviving wooden boats. Several ripples quickly caught up with them and dragged them into the water. Within seconds, the figures of more than ten death row inmates completely disappeared from the surface of the sea.

The last wooden boat in the pack was Fao's. Seeing several more ripples that had failed to catch their prey rapidly closing in, the death row inmates on board frantically rowed, wishing they had more arms.

Because of the time lost hunting the drowning inmates, the ripples were already some distance from Fao's boat.

If they maintained this speed, they should be lucky enough to reach the shore a few seconds before being overtaken. Just as the inmates breathed a slight sigh of relief, several arms-thick tentacles suddenly emerged from the sea on the port side.
The tentacles were covered with suction cups the size of fifty-yuan coins, and with a swift movement, they pulled the scarred, bearded man into the water.

In his final moments underwater, he gazed deeply at Fao and whispered, "Farewell… my dear…".

Fortunately, Fao couldn't understand the language of this world, otherwise he probably would have jumped into the sea and drowned himself...
The rapidly approaching ripples seemed to have clashed with the owner of the tentacles on the seabed, and a huge splash exploded on the surface, giving the prisoners just enough time to escape.

Finally, after nearly twenty death row inmates had sacrificed their lives, the remaining five wooden boats successfully docked.

The death row inmates all collapsed on the beach, exhausted and panting heavily, overwhelmed by the feeling of surviving a disaster.
Every breath of air felt so sweet.

A gentle sea breeze blew, carrying a faint salty taste; the fine white sand on the beach shimmered in the sunlight. If it weren't for the recent peril, no one would believe that this was the Demon Realm Continent, which humans feared so much.

After resting for a while, several death row inmates who had spent years walking the line between life and death sensed, with their keen sixth sense, that many eyes were watching them from the shadows. They hurriedly shouted for everyone to leave the area quickly.

Walking inland along the beach, the terrain gradually became rugged, with more and more massive reefs, some so large that it would take several strong men to encircle them. Several perceptive individuals also noticed shadows flashing by in the darkness.

The death row inmates, who had barely escaped the sea monster's hunt, felt the atmosphere growing increasingly oppressive, a sense of impending doom.

Emerging from the rugged reef area, they found themselves on a small, open grassy patch, roughly the size of a football field, with a lush tropical rainforest blocking their path in the distance.

Exhausted, the inmates wanted to rest, only to discover that their group was reduced to just over fifty people…
meaning that about twenty more had silently disappeared while they were passing through the reef area.
After a moment of silence, the inmates chosen to lead the group discussed the matter and decided to set up camp on the spot. Everyone was too exhausted; without a night's rest and some food, they risked total annihilation.

The so-called camping was really just a matter of lighting a few campfires on the grass to ward off the cold and soaking wet bodies. To avoid further losses, the death row inmates decided to gather dry wood and search for food in groups of five, without venturing into the rainforest.

Finally, before sunset, the inmates successfully lit several campfires without losing any more men.

Luckily, they also caught many crabs and seaweed near the reef area, and the prisoners, who had been starving all day, finally had a hearty meal.

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