[Fantasy] Toothless Zombie (Complete) - 24

Episode 7: The Nine-Tailed Fox

Synopsis:

First, a beautiful knight, then a cold and alluring policewoman, fall into Lanling's clutches. But these are merely appetizers before the main course. Lanling decides to consider Jiang Chen and Di Jiang as potential rivals, intending to disrupt the balance of power in this world and gradually expand his ambitions!

On the other hand, Qiu Yan's admiration for Lanling is also rapidly intensifying…

Chapter 1: A Show in a Bar

The bar lights were dim.

The arrival of Tu Yao and Su Yue brightened the entire bar.

Although most people's eyes were fixed on them the moment they entered, they didn't pay attention to anyone else.

Tu Yao held Su Yue's hand, her beautiful face radiating a mixture of excitement and nervousness, looking like a strict young lady secretly coming here to broaden her horizons and experience the nightlife.

Such women are especially alluring. There are many seasoned lovers in the bar who know that such girls are most likely virgins, and the opportunity to encounter such a top-quality prey is rare.

In an instant, several men in the bar, their true intentions lurking beneath the surface, began to stir with lust, their eyes scanning Tu Yao and Su Yue's curvaceous figures.

Tu Yao and Su Yue walked directly to the bar, cautiously settling into high stools, glancing around timidly.

Lan Ling, who had been watching them closely, suddenly caught a fleeting glimpse of black mist in Tu Yao's eyes.

Lan Ling's brow furrowed instantly; he focused his attention, scrutinizing Tu Yao. He sensed a strange aura emanating from this woman, a quality unique to those who cultivated demonic powers through physical means.

"Miss, what would you like?"

the bartender asked solicitously.

Many familiar with the bar industry know that bartenders, both male and female, sometimes have a higher chance of romantic encounters than those who specifically hunt for women. Their flamboyant performances make bars their stage, and bars are very selective about the appearance of their bartenders, mostly choosing handsome men and beautiful women.

For male bartenders, these seemingly innocent girls who appear to be visiting a bar for the first time are the easiest to seduce. Because those bar girls are seasoned players, and veterans value money above all else, looking down on bartenders who serve customers.

"I want...I want..."

Tu Yao blinked her large, watery eyes, her index finger resting on her sexy red lips, her innocence making one swallow hard.

"Yueyue, what do we want?"

Tu Yao pulled Su Yue to her side, grinning.

Bars weren't unfamiliar to Su Yue; she frequented them almost daily during her time with the biker gang. However, the bars she'd been to before were mostly budget-friendly establishments catering to young people, focused on wild dancing. This was her first time in a luxurious hotel bar like this.

"How about we take what they're drinking? It looks delicious..."

Tu Yao glanced at Brown and Clark, who were watching her and Su Yue not far away, pointing slightly with her slender, white finger, and smiled mischievously.

As mentioned before, the Holy Knights of the Holy Light, aside from their own faith, have few worldly taboos. When on missions, they represent the Holy Light; in their daily lives, they are just like ordinary people, with emotions, desires, and various hobbies. Handsome and dashing, they receive a substantial annual allowance from the Holy Light, enough to allow them to play the role of wealthy young playboys most of the time.

They had to keep their distance from Juliet, the thorny rose beside them. Therefore, upon entering the bar, their eyes began to scan the surroundings, searching for a bed partner to spend the night with.

The first person to attract them was, of course, Beatrice. However, the vulgar fat man beside Beatrice and the seemingly unapproachable, flamboyant man made them abandon any thoughts of Beatrice, not wanting to cause trouble.

The moment Tu Yao and Su Yue entered the bar, Brown and Clark's eyes lit up simultaneously. Especially after Tu Yao displayed such an innocent and adorable girlish demeanor, they were determined to win over these two unaccompanied girls. As seasoned players in the dating game, dealing with rebellious girls like them, sneaking into a bar without their parents' knowledge, was a piece of cake.

The best part was that there were two men, and the other side happened to be two beautiful girls, each with their own unique charm. This way, not only would it not damage the friendship between the brothers, but they could also launch simultaneous attacks and have an interesting competition.

Just as they were pondering how to strike up a conversation, a cocktail unexpectedly connected them with the two beauties.

The male bartender seized the opportunity, preparing to show off his knowledge of drinks, but before he could even introduce them, Brown and Clark walked over to two seats and sat down on either side of them, Brown next to Tu Yao and Clark next to Su Yue.

"Please give these two beautiful ladies a drink like mine, and put it on my tab,"

Brown said generously, speaking fluent English. He knew that there were plenty of girls in Tianlong Kingdom who were obsessed with foreign things, and if these two were like that, that would be wonderful.

"Beautiful lady, may I have a drink with you?"

Brown asked Tu Yao with a smile. In the dim light, Brown's handsome face appeared even more striking, and his well-practiced gentlemanly smile filled him with a sense of pride.

Tu Yao glanced back at Su Yue, then turned to Brown with a grin, saying, "Sir, how could I? But you've already done it before asking me, can I refuse?"

It was unclear what method Tu Yao had used, but Brown, a Holy Knight, was standing right next to her, yet he sensed no dark aura emanating from her.

"Haha… Miss, you're so lovely. It's an honor to know you,"

Brown laughed heartily.

When the bartender brought the cocktail to them, Brown elegantly picked up his glass and faced Tu Yao. Tu Yao turned to look at Su Yue and said, "Yueyue, let's try it. I wonder if it'll be too spicy..."

As she spoke, Tu Yao picked up her glass and lightly touched Brown's glass, took a small lick, then painfully stuck out her tongue and hissed, saying in a coquettish voice, "It's so spicy! You tricked me, you're so mean."

Meanwhile, Su Yue, who had previously been vague and perfunctory in her responses to Clark's advances, seemed to suddenly relax after Tu Yao spoke to her, picking up her glass and clinking it against Clark's.

Brown and Clark began to feel grateful that coming to the bar tonight was absolutely the right choice. The countless women they had encountered in the past paled in comparison to these two girls from Tianlong Kingdom. They had previously thought coming to Tianlong Kingdom was a chore, but now it seemed that not coming would have been a truly regrettable mistake.

Before long, Brown, Clark, Tu Yao, and Su Yue were chatting animatedly. To show off, Brown and Clark witty remarked frequently, making Tu Yao and Su Yue giggle.

Juliet glanced at her companions, her brow furrowing subconsciously. All the knights of the Holy Light were the same; their rigorous training from childhood had made them like wild horses after entering the secular world, rife with vices.

But even the priests of the Holy See turned a blind eye, so how could Juliet speak up?

Juliet smiled self-deprecatingly. Wasn't she the same? One-night stands were synonymous with promiscuity for ordinary people, but hadn't she, in her spare time, when lonely, frequented bars to find a man she found attractive to spend long nights with, soothing her emptiness and satisfying her physical needs?

In a corner of the bar, Lanling's eyes kept glancing at Clark and his group, seemingly unintentionally. When his gaze swept over Juliet, a strange green light flickered in his eyes. A woman with pure energy was an excellent tonic, and her ample breasts and hips perfectly suited Lanling's tastes.

Having not personally hunted for women in a long time, Lanling felt an itch to act. Staring at Juliet's round, pert buttocks and the large, voluptuous breasts visible from her side, Lanling half-closed his eyes, a strange smile playing on his lips.

But when his gaze fell on Brown and the others, that smile vanished instantly, replaced by a chilling aura. Su Yue was, after all, a woman he had already slept with. He'd either use her as a vessel or simply kill her by draining her blood; he wouldn't allow any other man to touch her.

But no rush. Those two self-proclaimed ladies' man probably didn't know a killer was about to strike!

A moment later, Lanling stood up and said, "Fatty, want to pick up some girls?"

Fatty Long, who had been sitting to the side, was already itching to get his hands on a girl, but he didn't dare to do anything if Lanling didn't make a move. He had been sitting obediently with his head down since being scolded by Lanling, not daring to utter a sound.

Hearing Lanling's words, Fatty Long felt like he had been granted a pardon and grinned shamelessly, "Master, yes, yes."

Lanling pointed at Tu Yao and said, "That's up to you. It's up to you. I'll go pick up that big foreign girl. If you can't, be careful of my punishment."

Fatty Long looked at Tu Yao, then at Brown and Clark beside her, and his face became very troubled.

"What? Not confident?"

Lanling glared at him and said.

Fatty Long's body trembled, and he hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, I'll go right away..."

His master's orders were more important than anything else. Damn it, at worst he could lure those two bastards out of the bar, or just drag them out of the bar and kill them in an alley.

Lanling smiled slightly and said, "Then go ahead, I'll go first..."

He then stood up, straightened his clothes, and slowly walked towards Juliet.

"Miss, are you alone?"

Lanling plopped down next to Juliet. This guy was blatantly lying; everyone had seen Juliet enter with Brown and Clark. The reason no one had approached her yet was partly because Juliet's cold demeanor was unappealing, and partly because they were wary of Clark and Brown—these were elegant, aristocratic British men; they must have some kind of background.

Lanling's smile was no less refined than that of any nobleman trained in the British court. In Tianlong Kingdom, men who could exude such orthodoxy and a touch of classical elegance were rare, as their histories differed, resulting in significant differences in temperament. However, the moment Juliet looked at Lanling, she saw in this man the styles born from both countries, blended so perfectly.

Strictly speaking, Lanling wasn't exactly a handsome man; his features weren't even as perfect as Brown's or Clark's. However, Lanling possessed something they lacked: a deep, melancholic gaze that hinted at a man with a story, making one want to uncover it. The weariness in his brows stirred a woman's maternal instincts, a desire to embrace this seemingly weary man…

It's no exaggeration to say that when Juliet first saw Lanling, she felt as if struck by lightning, a shiver running through her body. The kind of love at first sight she had never believed in seemed to have truly occurred to her.

"Miss, may I sit with you?"

Lanling was pleased with Juliet's reaction. His increased strength had brought about a qualitative change in him, both inside and out, and now it seemed perfect.

Juliet snapped back to reality, suppressing her wildly beating heart, trying her best to appear normal.

"Sir, you're joking. Aren't they human?"

Juliet gestured with her bright red lips towards Brown and Clark.

Lanling chuckled and said, "In my eyes, there's only you, Miss. In the entire bar, I can only see you. Everyone else… hehe…"

Juliet felt a sweet warmth in her heart and giggled, saying, "Sir, do you say that to every woman?"

Lanling moved closer to Juliet. The faint scent of her perfume mingled with her natural fragrance, making him restless. His gaze was fixed on Juliet, but he didn't answer her question. This made Juliet's heart flutter like a deer, and two blushes already rose on her beautiful face. Still relying on your hands? How can that be enjoyable? Forum reputation guaranteed! 3D male masturbator anime virgin physical sex toy highly realistic genital shape! Inhaling and exhaling rhythmically, irresistible! Click to enter.

Juliet hurriedly picked up her glass and took a sip of the cold cocktail, using the glass to hide her nervousness.

"Sir, I thought you were a gentleman, but now..."

Before Juliet could finish speaking, Lanling made an even bolder move. He quickly grabbed Juliet's hand, stared into her eyes, and said somewhat urgently, "Miss, I really want to maintain my usual attitude in front of you, but... but please forgive me, the first time I saw you, I felt like I was struck by lightning. Can you believe it? Immediately, in my eyes, this bar was not dim, but full of sunshine, and you are that sun... I'm worried, I'm worried that my usual reserve and restraint will cause me to lose the opportunity to confess to you..."

God of Light! This man... how come what this man said sounds like my own feelings just now?

Juliet couldn't suppress her astonishment. Looking at the man with special charm in front of her, she was almost melted by the madness in his eyes. She, who was always cautious, even overlooked the fact that when Lanling grabbed her hands, she, as one of the best of the Holy Knights, hadn't been able to dodge.

Lanling keenly observed the expression on Juliet's face, carefully controlling his emotions. He enjoyed this kind of game; only then could he truly enjoy it.

"I'm sorry, I lost my composure. Perhaps I drank a little too much… Miss, I'm already incredibly grateful for the time you gave me to express my feelings…"

Lanling smiled bitterly and turned to leave.

"Sir, sir…"

Juliet called out hurriedly.

Lanling turned to look at Juliet, his eyes burning with hope, a light that clearly revealed his inner elation.

"You… could you stay and have a drink with me?"

Juliet smiled faintly. Dealing with men was nothing new to her, but encountering such a special man, and feeling an instant electric shock, had initially made her a little flustered. However, after calming herself down, Juliet's expression returned to normal.

"Sir, what do you do?"

Juliet broke the silence, pouring Lanling a full glass of wine before asking.

"I'm a poor history teacher,"

Lanling replied with a smile.

Juliet teased, "Are all the citizens of Tianlong Kingdom this wealthy now? Able to frequent hotels like this, yet you call yourself a poor teacher?"

Lanling smiled and said, "I came to see a friend, and he asked me to stay. I should thank him; if it weren't for his warm invitation, I wouldn't have met you."

Juliet blushed at Lanling's enthusiasm, which seemed to stay on topic every few sentences, and thought to herself, "What a bookworm. He seems quite shrewd and interesting, yet so persistent."

Seeing that the time was right, Lanling skillfully shifted the topic, cleverly steer the conversation towards history. Having been a teacher for so long, Lanling was incredibly familiar with the history of the entire continent. Combined with the techniques he had accumulated through teaching, he delivered a constant stream of witty remarks, captivating Juliet with wide eyes and increasing admiration.

Watching Lanling and Juliet quickly become friends, Fatty Dragon felt incredibly envious. "Damn it, I can't let my master down!"

With this noble thought of bringing glory to his master, Fatty Dragon turned to Beatrice with a grin, then pulled the bartender towards the bar.

"Tsk tsk... how can you give such a beautiful lady such terrible drinks?"

Fatty Dragon said sarcastically, looking at the glasses on the bar as he approached Tu Yao.

"Sir, what are you doing? Do we know each other?"

the ill-tempered Clark asked in a low voice. If it weren't for the beautiful woman beside him, Clark probably wouldn't have maintained his gentlemanly demeanor at this moment.

"Did I say I knew you? I just couldn't stand seeing such lousy drinks on pretty girls."

Fatty Long glanced at Clark disdainfully, cursing inwardly, "Damn it, you old foreigner, daring to come to Qinglong City to pick up girls? Damn it! All those new bachelors in Qinglong City every year are caused by bastards like you!"

Then, Fatty Long, acting like a perfect host, ordered the bartender without asking for their opinions, "Go, make a Midnight Phantom for the two ladies!"

The bartender nodded hastily and turned to prepare it.

"Sir, you really are rich..."

Brown said, looking at Fatty Long with obvious sarcasm.

Fatty Long, however, didn't see Brown's expression clearly, smiled smugly, and shamelessly said, "Since you know that, why don't you make room?"

"Unfortunately, I've never made room for anyone!"

Brown gave a lukewarm reply, then turned to raise his glass to Tu Yao, ignoring Fatty Long.

With his master's orders at his disposal, and these two blond rascals being so oblivious, Fatty Dragon was furious.

This guy's womanizing skills were truly appalling. In his past life, he was known for being greedy, lecherous, and fond of taking advantage of others. Coupled with his appearance, he rarely attracted women, so he had never seriously pursued them, only managing to satisfy his cravings with sneaky groping of buttocks or grabbing of breasts.

In his memory, the only ways for men to get women were the methods seen in movies… sweet talk and pursuit. This guy was completely unsuitable for any of those methods, not even a thought. Other methods were those of tyrannical landlords—bullying men and women!

Moreover, this guy had the makings of a wicked servant. If it weren't for the constant reminder that he was a higher being than vampires, and at least needed to act elegantly… with Lanling's indulgence, who knows how many outrageous things he would have done long ago.

Tu Yao gave the troublemaking fat man a cold look, a hint of barely perceptible annoyance flashing in her eyes. However, when Brown turned to look at her, she feigned fear.

"This fat brother is so scary..."

Tu Yao said, frowning. "I want to go home..."

Brown and Clark cursed the troublemaking fat man inwardly, but had to comfort him, saying, "Don't be afraid, we're here. This fat man won't hurt you."

They chatted amongst themselves, their disdainful glances at the fat man leaving him both annoyed and unsure how to proceed.

Fat Dragon turned to Lan Ling for help, only to be met with Lan Ling's cold gaze. He shuddered and squeezed between Tu Yao and Brown, his large buttocks almost knocking Brown off his seat.

"Beautiful lady, have a drink with me, I'll give you lots of money."

Fat Dragon tried his best to make his smile look friendly.

As he spoke, he reached out and put his hand on Tu Yao. Just as the chubby hand was about to land on Tu Yao's shoulder, even the usually good-natured Brown, having lost face in front of the beauty, couldn't help but feel extremely angry and forcefully grabbed Fatty Long's wrist. "

Damn it!

I'm an amateur at picking up girls, but I'm not afraid of fighting!"

Fatty Long had long harbored resentment towards these two blond bastards. Now that his wrist was grabbed, he immediately seized the opportunity and swung his hand out fiercely.

Brown didn't want to reveal his strength, so he used the power of an ordinary person, completely unaware that the hateful fat man in front of him was a monster.

*Crack! Crack!*

A series of shattering sounds rang out, and Brown's tall, muscular body was actually flung away by Fatty Long, crashing into a table not far away. The drinks on the table splattered on him, making him look extremely disheveled.

At the very moment Fatty Long unleashed his energy, an energy aura similar to that of a vampire suddenly appeared within him.

Juliet, who was chatting with Lanling, suddenly trembled, her eyes flashing as she looked at Fatty Long. At the same time, Brown and Clark also sensed this, their eyes filled with murderous intent as they looked at Fatty Long.

"Hide your strength, hit me once and then run away, play hide-and-seek with those two guys in Qinglong City... Remember, Master wants to play the hero protecting the beauty drama now..."

Lanling's voice echoed in Fatty Dragon's mind. Fatty Dragon subconsciously glanced at Lanling, only to see Lanling fiddling with a cup, not even looking in his direction.

Fatty Dragon might sometimes appear clumsy, but he wasn't stupid, and in some ways, he was even extremely shrewd, like when it came to harming others...

When Brown fell, the bar fell silent, and all the customers looked in their direction.

It was hard to imagine that someone who frequented such a high-class bar would be involved in such a petty brawl. Their curiosity even blocked the guards who were about to intervene.

With Lanling's tacit approval, Fatty Dragon suddenly became lawless.

His blood-red eyes in the dim light caused many of the customers to gasp in surprise. Then, Fatty Dragon let out a low growl and swung his hand, slapping Brown hard.

Hmm… As he charged towards Brown, he made a small mistake, stumbling as if he'd tripped, his body changing course, and his target shifting from Brown to Juliet beside him.

Juliet was quite puzzled by this fat man.

Before he revealed his vampire aura, she hadn't sensed anything unusual about him, and the aura he'd just exuded was different from the vampire aura she was familiar with.

When Beatrice and her brother awakened in Great Britain, Juliet was one of the Holy Knights who participated in the hunt, and had some combat experience. Although she hadn't clearly seen Beatrice and her brother's faces, judging from their physiques, neither of those awakened vampires was this bulky and short. Could there be vampires in

the Heavenly Dragon Kingdom?

Juliet's mind was full of questions, but she didn't seem to have time to ponder them further, as the fat dragon's hands, with immense strength, had already grabbed at her body.

"Pathetic vampire!"

Juliet, sensing the energy emanating from the fat dragon's hands, dismissively commented. The two vampire counts she had hunted were several times stronger than this fat man. Anyone

present, whether it was her, Brown, or Clark, could easily kill him.

Juliet's intention was to control him with her energy, at least to prevent him from displaying any overtly impressive abilities in front of these guests, as that would violate the rules of the Church. Judging from the power the fat man had displayed, controlling him didn't seem difficult.

Just as Juliet was about to make her move…

Lanling suddenly shouted, “Don’t hurt my woman…”

With that, he swiftly rushed in front of Juliet, looking every bit the fearless protector.

Fat Dragon, watching Lanling’s convincing expression, chuckled inwardly; his master’s acting skills were truly impressive.

In an instant, Fat Dragon’s speed increased imperceptibly, a speed that no one could stop before he struck Lanling.

Fat Dragon’s hand slammed into Lanling’s chest. With a muffled groan, Lanling was sent flying backward with tremendous force, crashing into Juliet. Juliet’s face paled. She caught Lanling with both hands; the powerful force didn’t even flinch her. Moreover, a faint milky-white aura appeared between their bodies, completely dissipating the force on Lanling.

Chapter Two: The Zombie Tentacle-Type

Fat Dragon. After defeating Lanling, Lanling's command echoed in the fat dragon's mind: "Let's go, what are you standing there for!"

Without hesitation, the fat dragon roared, then let out a sinister laugh as a villain departs, before turning and rushing out of the bar.

Brown and Clark exchanged a glance and quickly chased after him.

Just as Juliet was about to put Lanling down and follow, Lanling suddenly groaned and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Juliet immediately stopped, looking at Lanling with concern. After hesitating for a moment, she still didn't chase after him.

The fat man was weak; at least he wouldn't be a problem for them, the Holy Knights. Brown and Clark could catch up with him and destroy him in no time. It seemed unnecessary for her to go.

"Miss, should we call an ambulance?"

the bartender asked hurriedly, seeing Lanling coughing up blood.

"No need..."

Juliet said calmly, then dragged Lanling to a corner, covered his eyes with a tablecloth, and turned to walk to the center of the bar. She took a glittering sphere from her bag, held it high, and a milky-white halo immediately filled the sphere. As everyone gasped in amazement, the sphere suddenly exploded, flashing a blinding light before turning into mist that entered everyone's noses.

"Erase this unpleasant memory!"

Juliet said calmly, looking at the momentarily stunned customers. She then quickly turned, picked Lanling up, and disappeared out of the bar.

A moment after Juliet left, the customers' blank stares gradually cleared, and the bar became lively again. Although some people discussed the overturned table, they assumed it was accidentally knocked over by a drunk customer.

At the bar, Tu Yao, whose eyes had just been somewhat dazed, revealed a cold smile as she turned and left the bar without paying attention to Su Yue.

In a dark corner, Beatrice's eyes were filled with complex emotions. Watching the three Holy Knights who had chased her and her brother leave had been incredibly painful, a feeling of suppressed rage.

However, she was past her arrogant days. After encountering many more powerful opponents, she had long realized how insignificant her own abilities were.

She had to live; for revenge, she had to live. After a moment of hesitation, Beatrice also quietly left the bar…

In Juliet's luxurious suite, Lanling lay on the purple velvet bed, blood still wet at the corner of his mouth, his face as pale as paper.

Juliet looked down at Lanling, her expression tense. After a moment's hesitation, she unbuttoned her collar, revealing a large expanse of fair skin. The edge of her black lace bra revealed a deep cleavage that would make any man willingly bury himself in it and suffocate.

Above her cleavage, a cross tattoo appeared on her skin, an extremely strange silver color. Such a tattoo was extremely rare; if not clearly seen on the skin without any chain, anyone would mistake it for an ordinary cross pendant.

Juliet made a cross on her body with her right hand, then clasped her hands in front of her chest, lowered her head, closed her eyes, and murmured softly.

A milky white halo shimmered around her, flowing like water, gathering at the cross tattoo. In an instant, the cross shone brightly, radiating dazzling light, condensing into a cross-shaped shadow before Juliet.

As Juliet chanted softly, the cross-shaped shadow slowly pressed down on Lanling. Only the Holy Light Healing Technique was most effective in healing this kind of wound corroded by vampire energy.

Unfortunately, Lanling was not an ordinary person. Anyone in this world could be corrupted by vampire energy, but he was completely immune!

Lanling wanted to make his act even more convincing, but he utterly loathed the aura emanating from the slowly approaching cross.

"Sigh...it seems the drama is about to end..."

Lanling sighed inwardly, then abruptly opened his eyes.

A crimson aura of zombies appeared around Lanling. When Juliet's cross-shaped shadow was enveloped by this aura, it was like a leaf in a raging sea, tumbling and vanishing without a trace.

Juliet let out a muffled groan, opening her eyes in surprise, then froze.

Lanling, who had just been lying on the bed, dying, was now suspended in mid-air, enveloped in a cloud of crimson mist, his eyes flashing with an eerie green light.

An aura similar to that of vampires, yet far more powerful and domineering, emanated from Lanling, spreading outwards. Under this pressure, Juliet could barely breathe.

She looked at Lanling in terror, her lips moving, her face pale.

"My dear Juliet, come, fall into my arms, and for this moment I will be your Romeo..."

Lanling's seductive voice rang out, a smile on his lips carrying an incredibly eerie quality.

Juliet was one of the elite knights of the Holy See of Light. She had been the one leading the pursuit of Beatrice and her brother, routing them and earning her disdain for vampires. However, facing this monster who possessed a slight vampire aura but lacked its true characteristics, Juliet felt utterly powerless. Even breathing became difficult; what strength did she have left to attack?

But her duty as a Holy See knight and the dignity of the Holy See wouldn't allow her to surrender so easily!

Recalling how this terrifying creature had manipulated her with such skillful acting, Juliet was filled with shame and indignation.

A milky-white, holy light shimmered around Juliet's body, but it struggled to expand within the zombie aura. Juliet's face turned crimson, and her heavy breathing became clearly audible.

Lanling, observing her condition, was curious about Juliet's true strength and secretly relaxed the intensity of his zombie aura.

Juliet felt the energy resistance suddenly lessen, and was overjoyed. She worked even harder to circulate the Holy See's energy.

Bang!

Two wings of light broke through the oppressive aura of the zombies and appeared on Juliet's body. With a powerful flap, Juliet slowly rose to the same height as Lanling.

"Holy Sword of Light!"

Juliet shouted, her wings suddenly unfurling behind her. Two dazzling beams of light shot from the tips of the wings, and a giant light sword formed from energy appeared above Juliet's head.

Juliet grasped the light sword with both hands, her expression instantly becoming courageous. With the holy sword in hand, she felt much more confident.

"Judgment of the Gods!"

Juliet whispered, gripping the light sword and sweeping it horizontally. The light sword instantly burst forth with a bright sword light, slashing towards Lanling with powerful momentum. At the hilt of the light sword, light bloomed, and countless light shadows formed finger-sized light swords, raining down on Lanling.

"In this situation, if there's even a slight chance, she'll probably use her strongest move..."

Lanling murmured, watching the incoming lightsaber. "If this is her strongest move, then it's not worth watching."

However, this holy energy wasn't useless to Lanling.

Lanling smiled slightly, and with a flick of her arm, the strange natal artifact, the "Candied Hawthorn," was summoned above her head. Like a dragon sucking water, the holy energy that formed the lightsaber immediately dispersed, completely absorbed by the Candied Hawthorn. The Candied Hawthorn, having absorbed all the holy energy, shimmered with a halo of light, and a blood-red halo appeared at the tip of its fangs, waiting for Lanling's will to convert it into energy and launch an attack.

Juliet's pretty face immediately changed color. She activated all her holy light energy, using the Holy Court's strongest killing move, only to have it completely absorbed by that strange-looking thing.

"The gloom has vanished!"

Juliet, unwilling to give up, used her killing move again, but the result was the same: its power was indeed formidable, but in the end, she was completely drained.

"Continue, continue..."

Lanling said with a smile, looking up at his natal corpse weapon, "Candied Hawthorn," feeling incredibly satisfied! Tsk tsk, draining it all this time, its power will increase a lot next time it's used against an enemy.

Juliet gasped for breath, the light wings behind her shrinking and dimming considerably.

Suddenly!

Juliet's light wings unfurled, she turned, leaving a milky white afterimage, and rushed towards the window.

"Trying to run? A bit too early."

Lanling chuckled, waving his hand, and zombie aura surged out like lightning, enveloping Juliet.

Juliet struggled in vain, unable to budge the zombie aura in the slightest.

"The most important act hasn't even started yet, and you're already trying to run away?"

Lanling chuckled, his finger flashing through the air. With a whoosh, Juliet's evening gown ripped open in the middle.

Her high breasts, black lace bra, flat stomach, rounded buttocks, and long, shapely legs, honed through rigorous training, were instantly revealed before Lanling's eyes.

Juliet's face was filled with horror; she desperately tried to cover herself, but her body was completely paralyzed.

"Want to struggle? Fine, I'll give you a chance..."

Lanling said with a wicked grin. As he spoke, the zombie aura vanished abruptly, and Juliet was thrown violently to the ground, caught off guard.

Her previous rigorous training came in handy; the moment she landed, without hesitation, she sprang to her feet, grabbed something nearby, and hurled it at Lanling, then shot towards the nearest window like an arrow.

Bang!

Juliet's body suddenly crashed into Lanling's chest, who appeared before her like a ghost. The immense force sent her flying, but just as her feet left the ground, Lanling grabbed her with both hands, lifting her up with her legs spread wide and tossing her onto the large bed.

Whoosh!

Lanling's body appeared on the bed like a ghost, pressing down on Juliet, looking down at her terrified face, a sense of satisfaction filling him.

It had been so long since he'd felt this carefree… It felt so good to be back in this kind of life…

Juliet looked at the handsome face above her; now, it seemed to her like a demon.

Lanling snapped his fingers, and two solid, zombie-like strands of energy suddenly appeared on Juliet's wrists, the other end connecting to the headboard of the bed.

"You… what are you?!"

Juliet struggled, but as she strained, she suddenly discovered that the strange power at her wrists injected a chilling aura with every effort, causing her a needle-like pain.

"No, no, no... Let me ask you first..."

Lanling waved his finger in front of his eyes, his smile gentle.

"What are you doing here?"

Lanling asked.

"What are you talking about? I don't understand..."

Juliet said expressionlessly.

"Is that so?"

Lanling chuckled, and with a flick of his finger, Juliet's black lace bra broke off at the joint between the two cups. The two cups snapped open, revealing her large, snow-white breasts, which trembled and tempted Lanling's eyes like two little white rabbits.

Juliet was not a virgin and was no stranger to matters between men and women. Feeling her body being wantonly examined by this monster, she couldn't help but feel a pang of sorrow. She might be the first Holy Court female knight to be raped by a monster...

Holy Court knights had absolute loyalty to the Holy Court of Light. They believed in the God of Light and despised all filthy existence in the world. But after being defiled by Lanling, didn't she also become a filthy existence?

Suicide?

Ridiculous. When Lanling didn't want her to die, suicide was a luxury for her.

Lanling gently grasped Juliet's ample breasts, slowly kneading them. His eyes flashed with a green light as he stared at Juliet and said, "Aren't you going to tell me?"

Hmm…

Lanling flicked Juliet's rosy nipple with his finger. Juliet trembled as if electrocuted, looking at Lanling in terror.

"I don't know what kind of people you are, but I know you must have your reasons for coming to this small town, right? I'm very curious, but I don't have much patience. Will you tell me?"

Lanling said darkly.

"We…we're just tourists!"

Juliet said, raising her voice, looking like she'd been framed and wronged.

"Performing in front of me? You're still too green…I told you, I don't have much patience. Now, you've lost your chance to confess…"

Lanling chuckled.

"What are you going to do!"

Juliet said tremulously.

Lanling completely ignored her reaction. With a few swift movements, Juliet's clothes were torn to shreds, leaving her exposed like a sexy lamb before Lanling's eyes.

Suddenly!

Lanling paused, turned to the window, and said, "Belise, come out!"

The windowpane shattered silently, and Belise entered, looking at Lanling in a panic.

Lanling chuckled and said, "You've been watching for so long, how could I bear to let you enjoy the main event through the glass in the night wind? I told you, as long as you're obedient, you'll get your share of the benefits."

Belise had been secretly spying outside, originally intending to kill Juliet, but she hadn't expected to be caught red-handed by Lanling.

Thinking of Lanling's usual ruthlessness, Belise couldn't help but feel terrified, but to her surprise, Lanling didn't seem to blame her, which made her breathe a sigh of relief.

"How about I hand her over to you later?"

Lanling said with a smile.

Belise's eyes lit up as she looked at Juliet, her eyes flashing with hatred, a bloodthirsty aura gradually emerging. In the excitement of impending revenge, fleshy wings burst forth from Belise's back, tearing through her clothes.

"Ah! It really is a vampire!"

Juliet exclaimed in surprise. What puzzled her was why she hadn't sensed any vampire presence when Beatrice hadn't spread her wings.

Lanling's hands slowly roamed over Juliet's body. Her physique, honed from childhood physical training, was impressive; every inch of her skin possessed a powerful elasticity. Tsk tsk… she wondered if her body was just as strong.

A glint of desire gradually appeared in Lanling's eyes. His ornate clothes fell away one by one, revealing his muscular body naked before Juliet. Seeing Lanling's impressively large member, Juliet couldn't help but tremble.

It was said that the inhabitants of the Western Continent were physically stronger, even their male characteristics were superior to those of the Eastern Continent, but Lanling completely overturned this rumor. His strong physique and large penis were outstanding even among men of the Western Continent.

Unfortunately, Juliet had no time to appreciate it. Hearing Lanling's words to Beatrice had plunged her into panic. A Holy Knight falling into the hands of vampires—their fate would be far more tragic than she imagined.

Lanling, sensing the stiffness in Juliet's skin, couldn't help but smile slightly. "No, no, no, Beatrice, your arrival has affected Juliet's enjoyment. How can sex be enjoyable without being fully engaged? It seriously affects my mood. Hmm... I need to think of a way to help Juliet."

As he spoke, a zombie aura swirled around Lanling's body, and countless thin streams of energy branched out, wrapping around Juliet's body. These streams of energy were flexible, as if they possessed life. From a distance, Lanling truly looked like a monster with countless tentacles.

Lanling was even more familiar with a woman's body than she was herself. The tentacles wrapped around Juliet's body for a moment, then touched Juliet's erogenous zones.

Hmm...

all the erogenous zones on her body were attacked at the same time, and the zombie aura also transmitted a strange, warm sensation. No woman could resist such a feeling. The moment she was touched, Juliet's body trembled, and she couldn't help but let out a groan. Then, her eyes widened, and she looked at Lanling with extreme fear.

"My dear female knight, in a moment, you will be in ecstasy and forget everything..."

Lanling revealed a seductive smile, manipulating the tentacles and beginning to coordinate with the movements of her hands.

"Oh... God... Oh... God..."

Juliet tried hard to control her body, but she couldn't control the stimulation from several different directions reaching her mind. She struggled desperately, not to mention that two zombie auras were binding her hands; even without them, she was already weak and powerless.

Gradually, Juliet's moans became continuous, her body trembling slightly under the stimulation of countless tentacles, a faint blush appearing on her fair skin, her eyes glazed over, filled with a lustful gleam.

Swoosh!

Two tentacles formed from zombie auras parted Juliet's legs, her pink, tender source slightly open like a small mouth, the glistening spring tide already overflowing in the light, leaving a small, wet shadow on the bed beneath her.

Lanling waved his hand slightly, and countless tentacles lifted Juliet's body into the air.

Holding his massive member between Juliet's legs, Lanling kneaded her large breasts forcefully a few times, chuckling, "Miss Juliet, I'm here..."

Ah...

With a long, sharp moan from Juliet, Lanling thrust in hard. Her warm, moist vulva offered no resistance. Although not as tight as a virgin's, Juliet's vulva was deep, allowing Lanling to enjoy the wonderful feeling of being fully enveloped.

"Feels good? Ha, there's more to come!"

Lanling gripped Juliet's firm waist, his lower body launching into the most ferocious attack without any pause.

In this position, Lanling was using the least effort. Suspended in mid-air, Juliet was not only being pulled back and forth by Lanling's hands, but half of the tentacles, under his control, were also involved, making Juliet's thrusting extremely rapid and powerfully slapping against Lanling's lower abdomen. "

Mmm...mmm...ah..."

Juliet's brows furrowed tightly, her eyes wide as she watched this bizarre scene unfold before her. The waves of pleasure she felt were unlike anything she had ever experienced. She had never known that a man could thrust so powerfully. As that thick, long member repeatedly thrust in and out, the intense friction and the force of the impact deep within her body almost made her soul tremble.

During this intense conquest, Lanling didn't stop controlling the teasing of the other tentacles. A woman only truly relaxes during sexual climax, and that was also his best time to replenish his essence.

Juliet felt as if countless men were playing with her body—well… to be precise, countless sex experts were manipulating her body. Even though she kept telling herself that she was being violated by a monster, she slowly realized that her reason was gradually disappearing, being swallowed up by the intense pleasure…

“Oh, God, no… no…”

Juliet suddenly cried out in terror, her eyes wide, her voice extremely strange as her body throbbed. As Juliet succumbed, she felt a strangely warm tentacle slide between her full, round buttocks, rubbing back and forth in her most shameful depths. Lanling chuckled and

said, “Not now, or you’ll be crying and begging me to give it to you later…”

Before he finished speaking, a ghostly green light flashed in Lanling’s eyes, and Juliet let out a long moan as the tentacle pierced her pink anus.

Fortunately, during the intense sex, a large amount of vaginal fluid had flowed, staining the edges of her anus. Furthermore, the tentacle, being a manifestation of zombie energy, was not very hard and was only about the thickness of a finger, so Juliet's pain wasn't too intense.

However, gradually, something even more terrifying happened to Juliet.

The tentacle inserted into her anus rapidly expanded. Juliet felt as if a balloon had been stuffed into her anus, and air was being continuously pumped into it…

"Strange, isn't it?"

Lanling asked in a lewd smile.

"Oh…no…no…I beg you…"

In that extremely eerie feeling, Juliet couldn't help but beg for mercy.

"This…is just the beginning…"

In the luxurious presidential suite, under the dim light of the wall lamps, a most lewd scene was unfolding.

The Holy Knight, representing purity, was enduring unprecedented humiliation. Countless tentacles, radiating a red glow, entwined her naked, voluptuous body as a man, like a demon, stood between her legs, thrusting forcefully.

Beneath the Holy Knight, a glowing tentacle could be clearly seen rapidly penetrating her pink anus…

Juliet's moans had long since faded, her beautiful hair hanging down, seemingly too weak even to move her head.

Belis, watching this scene from a short distance, was now flushed, her breathing rapid, and her eyes misty with tears.

She had never imagined that sex could be like this!

Or rather, Belis considered herself to have a good imagination; she had read those erotic books circulated among her classmates in school, but the descriptions in those books were far less stimulating than what she was seeing today.

Beatrice stared unblinkingly at Lanling and Juliet. The weak groans and the slapping sounds of flesh colliding reached her ears and entered her mind, instantly transforming into a strange sensation that coursed through her body.

The thrill of witnessing her enemy being humiliated intensified this feeling.

As Lanling flipped Juliet's body over and thrust his massive member into her already enlarged anus, Beatrice trembled, quickly grabbing the wall beside her for support. Her breathing became increasingly rapid, and she felt as if her bones had gone limp.

Suddenly!

A tentacle formed from zombie energy swept over, and Beatrice was ensnared by it before she could resist, dragging her onto the bed.

"Watched for a while, wasn't it interesting?"

Lanling said with a wicked grin.

"I... Master..."

Beatrice stammered, caught red-handed, feeling extremely embarrassed.

"You come too..."

Lanling said in a deep voice, his eyes glowing even brighter, like eerie will-o'-the-wisps. The zombie energy around his body intensified, and countless phantom tentacles reappeared, wrapping around Beatrice's body.

If Lanling's use of zombie energy to create tentacles to toy with Juliet was merely a whimsical idea born of a moment of amusement, then his use of tentacles to toy with Beatrice was far more skillful.

Already heavy-hearted and aroused, Beatrice was soon panting and moaning, trembling slightly on the bed.

At that very moment, Juliet's body shuddered violently, a sharp moan escaping her lips as her climax approached. Just as

Juliet's orgasm was imminent, the cross tattoo on her chest suddenly emitted a silver light, and that aura that Lanling loathed reappeared.

Lanling frowned in annoyance, continuing his thrusts while simultaneously summoning his natal corpse weapon, "Candied Hawthorn." He didn't want even a trace of that repulsive aura to enter his body during his cultivation.

The Candied Hawthorn was extremely effective against this sacred aura; as it spun around above Lanling's head, it absorbed all the sacred aura emanating from Juliet.

And at that very moment, Juliet's orgasm arrived…

Lanling let out a long sigh, his eyes gleaming with a strange light. Sparks crackled and popped in the room, the lights flickered, and Lanling thrust violently, greedily absorbing the essence from Juliet's body.

As Juliet's eyes grew increasingly dull and lifeless, Lanling suddenly extended a sharp fingernail, slicing through the air. A tiny wound appeared on Juliet's neck, a clear red line extending from the wound to her heart. Moments later, a few drops of heart's blood gushed from the wound, hovering in mid-air, glistening like blood-red pearls.

Lanling formed a hand seal, and the Divine Tomb Cauldron silently appeared above his head, spinning to absorb Juliet's heart's blood. After emitting a brief crimson glow, it vanished.

Countless tentacles disappeared, and Juliet crashed heavily onto the bed. Fortunately, the large bed was soft and springy, preventing any further injury.

"It's yours now, but I don't want her to die..."

Lanling said to Beatrice, then turned and disappeared into a cloud of blood-red zombie aura.

In the Qinglong City shrouded in night, a hide-and-seek competition was underway.

Fat Dragon, taking advantage of his familiarity with the terrain, pushed his speed to the limit, leaping and bounding through the city.

Brown and Clark were utterly bewildered by the seemingly weak man's incredible speed. Reluctantly, they channeled all their Holy See energy to give chase.

Far behind them, Tu Yao occasionally appeared from within a wisp of black mist, her eyes coldly fixed on Brown and Clark ahead—a classic case of the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind.

Frankly, given Fatty Dragon's current strength, neither Brown nor Clark, these two Holy See knights, could individually defeat him. However, if they joined forces, Fatty Dragon's chances of victory were extremely slim.

Since Lanling had instructed them to play hide-and-seek, Fatty Dragon was happy to leap and dart about, treating Brown and Clark like monkeys.

A red streak of light flashed across the sky.

Fatty Dragon's speed suddenly slowed, a look of joy on his face.

"Brown, speed up! That guy's almost done for!"

Clark exclaimed excitedly, seeing Fatty Dragon's decreased speed.

Brown nodded, the milky-white light around him intensifying, a broadsword of light appearing in his hand.

The fat dragon hovered in mid-air, silently watching Brown and Clark rushing towards them, its eyes gleaming with a crazed, bloodthirsty light.

Lanling, like a demon god, slowly descended beside the fat dragon, looking at Brown and Clark with pity. These two Holy Court knights, who had traveled thousands of miles, were about to be buried in Azure Dragon City.

When Brown and Clark flashed to within a short distance of Lanling and the fat dragon, they saw Lanling within a red aura, and their expressions changed drastically.

Wasn't this the man who had just been injured and protected by Juliet?

A dark cloud instantly enveloped their hearts!

"Brown, go back and check on Juliet! I'll hold them off!"

Clark whispered.

Lanling laughed and said, "Sorry, neither of you can leave!"

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