Family, let me tell you something: I transmigrated, but it feels like I didn't fully! Except for this 21st-century brain, I brought nothing else over!
Other people transmigrate and either...
"Is this the warlock's death trap?"
Joey's expression was grave.
Meanwhile, more than a dozen withered arms, exuding an aura of death, emerged from the swamp. Some grabbed the warhorses' hooves, while others climbed onto their bellies, dragging the horses into the mud.
"Damn it, this warlock is indeed a troublesome opponent!"
Joey was indeed starting to panic. After all, he was only a physical attacker, and now he was facing a magical attacker he couldn't reach. He was really at a loss.
The warhorse slowly sank into the mud, and Joey had to stand up from its back to avoid being grabbed by the ghostly hands. But as time went on, the ghostly hands were already able to touch his toes.
To Joey's surprise, after the ghostly hands touched her toes, a layer of white light enveloped her toes and burned the ghostly hands, causing them to immediately retreat.
"Was that the white light from that teleportation array just now?"
Joey recognized the white light; it was the same teleportation array that had wrapped around him in the crater at the explosion site.
Joey hadn't expected that Archmage Meld had already prepared a backup plan for him, and that this life-saving magic had been arranged in advance.
"Protective magic?"
Clearly, the white light surprised the sorcerer hiding in the tribe, who hadn't expected that this seemingly ordinary knight would possess protective magic.
He slowly walked out from the tribe's crowd, his gaze fixed on Joey.
Perhaps because of the Death Swamp, Joey was alone in the area.
The warlock stopped some distance from Joey, keeping his distance, since he was a fragile ranged attacker and had no advantage in melee combat.
Joey narrowed his eyes but didn't move, waiting for the warlock's next attack.
The warlock raised his staff, his eyes fixed on Joey, when suddenly a cloud of purple smoke appeared in front of Joey, and he took two steps back warily.
"Ah! Who is calling me?"
A captivating voice emanated from the purple smoke.
As the purple smoke dissipated, a succubus appeared before Joey, with demonic red horns on her head, hooves like bulls, a pair of blood-red wings that were now folded, and a long, thin tail on her buttocks that were already mostly exposed. She was also holding a leather whip in her hand.
"Wow, I love this! I really love it!"
Joey was completely mesmerized, drooling. At that moment, he didn't care at all that this succubus was an enemy; instead, he regarded her as an extremely charming mature woman.
"Oh my, where did this strong young man come from?"
The succubus stood at an angle, her right hand holding the whip tucked into her waistband, tilting her head as she sized up Joey, her eyes seemingly brimming with tears.
Are you talking about me?
"I come from the 21st century..."
"No, no, I'm Joey Brown!"
Joey felt her mind was in a mess, her eyes fixed on the succubus in front of her, and she almost blurted out her identity as a transmigrator.
(This succubus is quite interesting. I almost bewitched her. Luckily, I've watched a lot of live streams by attractive female streamers, especially late-night ones, so my resistance has improved a lot. Otherwise, I would have really fallen for her tricks.)
"Oh, my darling, I love you just the way you are. Conquering you brings me the greatest joy!"
The succubus lowered her whip, which landed on the green swamp, raising a cloud of dust.
"Actually, I like yours too. Your Furui design is just irresistible!"
Joey wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth. His desire hadn't diminished; it was just that reason prevented him from getting too involved.
"Very good, I can't wait to eat you!"
The succubus licked her lips, her crimson tongue incredibly alluring.
"It would be nice if you didn't speak, but unfortunately you're not mute, and I don't want you to eat me!"
Joey tightened his grip on the steel sword. It seemed this succubus wasn't here to sleep with him, but to kill him. He couldn't let his guard down.
"Hey, darling, I'm here!"
The succubus flicked her long, thin tail, then grabbed the whip and charged at him.
"Little fairy, come on, let's fight three hundred rounds!"
Joey, carrying his steel sword, also went to meet them.
The steel sword and the leather whip clashed, and the whip immediately wrapped around the steel sword. The succubus pulled hard, and Joey pulled her in front of him as well.
"Mmm...you smell so good!"
The succubus leaned close to Joey's head, lifted her head and took a deep breath on his face, looking completely intoxicated.
"You smell nice too, but I wonder what brand of perfume you use?"
Joey smiled jokingly.
It's unclear whether succubi truly possess a natural fragrance, but a captivating aroma certainly wafted into Joey's nostrils, making him thoroughly enjoy it.
(If this succubus lived in the 21st century, she would definitely be a top streamer. Even if she didn't stream, she would be someone who could easily manipulate men. She's just too good at it!)
"Perfume? Hehehe, darling, I don't use perfume!"
The succubus still smiled sweetly, not at all like a demon who wanted Joey dead.
Her wings, which had been folded back, suddenly unfolded and began to flap, and her entire body immediately rose, dragging Joey off the ground.
"Is this your plan to elope with me?"
"Joey asked jokingly."
"Yes, darling, fly with me!"
The succubus also increased the speed at which she flapped her wings.
"I'm sorry, darling, I can't go with you yet. After all, I already have someone I love!"
Joey suddenly raised his legs and kicked straight at the two naturally formed mounds of flesh in front of the succubus.
"Ugh! How annoying!"
The succubus cried out in pain from her chest, and at the same time, a shy look appeared on her face.
Joey landed steadily, while the succubus had already flown into the air.
"Honey, it feels great, and it's the real deal. These days, it's rare to see such a big, genuine one!"
Joey smiled smugly, looking up at the succubus in mid-air, a feeling of gratitude welling up inside him.
Joey had been a monk for a long time, and after arriving in Ashforge, he hadn't been to a brothel. This close encounter with the succubus made him instantly happy.
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