"Distina, leave these bodies to you."

The flesh without strength will only smell like chewing wax when filling the mouth, and Sustheras's mouth is very picky.

And these human corpses are completely inconsistent with his taste.

Thinking of this, Sutheras remembered that this place was a material plane rich in resources, and he finally had the opportunity to change his taste.

So he looked at Velin, the woman vomited all over the floor, panting heavily against the stone platform.

Distinna knew Sutheras' habits a little bit. After seeing her master's expression, she immediately put down the body in her hand and walked quickly to Weilin.

"Pan!" A crisp slap sounded on Velin's face.

"Silly human, you make this place so dirty, how can the master rest!"

When he first arrived at this plane, Sutheras couldn't run to the street with a swagger, so this basement was his place to live - at least he was sleeping here, so there was no need to worry about a demon behind him being stabbed.

And Weilin made it like this, which really made Sutheras disgusted.

Even if he can bear the smell of blood, he can't stand the filth of women.

"I'm sorry, I'll sort it out right away!"

Weilin, who was beaten, had no complaints at all, hurriedly suppressed her nausea and got up from the ground.

She quickly took off the clothes from the body and wiped the filth on the ground.

At the same time, she also cleaned up all the messy things on the stone platform and tried hard to make a tidy place.

"Okay, it's almost the same."

Suthernas signaled Velin to stop, then lay directly on the stone platform that summoned him, and found a comfortable position.

At this time, Weilin had great vision and took the initiative to step forward and knock on Sutheras's body, pinched her shoulders and legs.

But her strength is too light, and at most it's just a tickling.

Sutheras didn't care about this and began to ask about this plane, and Weilin's answer was the same as the information in his mind. Nordron was a plane that entered the Dharma-Ending Age.

During the heyday of magic, Nordron almost had a hero named Congregation, but was destroyed by the sudden demon army.

A plane like Nordron encounters a demon legion is a nightmare, and being able to avoid being pulled into the abyss is already a favor of fate.

Because a lot of magic and knowledge of practice in this war has been lost, the current warriors are now tempered through hard training to hone their bodies and will to improve their strength, and their equipment is all ordinary armor and long swords.

The current magical equipment is inherited from some families or found in ruins during the heyday of the magic. They rely on trees planted by our predecessors to enjoy the shade. Now I have never heard of anyone with the ability to make magical equipment.

And the very few warriors with magical equipment are those who stand above Nordron.

For example, in the Gray Forest City where Weilin is now, the city lord is just a level seven peak warrior with an enchanted sword. He is not as powerful as the Berserker's Sarnas's kill.

Of course, Gray Forest City is just a remote border town. Weilin feels that in the darkness of Nordron, there must be several powerful people with high-end combat power hidden.

As for the spellcaster that Sutheras is concerned about, Weilin really doesn't know much.

As far as she knows, in the war in which the demon legion invaded, all the spellcaster geniuses fell in the flames of the war, and no one passed on the knowledge of spells.

At the same time, the special threshold for learning spells also keeps most people out.

But Sutheras didn't give up and ordered Weilin to collect information and knowledge about all the casters for him.

"Also, prepare food for me."

After giving the order to the main business, Susthernast added.

The young dragon is still growing, and it is inevitable that he is greedy.

"No problem, master, what do you want to eat?"

Naturally, Weilin didn't dare to disobey, otherwise Sutheras might have eaten her.

Sutheras thought briefly, but couldn't remember it for a while.

"There are better meat, whole wolf, whole cow, or corpses of monsters, and fish and shrimp."

"Master, Grey Forest City is not near the sea, seafood is rare,"

Weilin suddenly became hesitant, "And that black hand Maxa has been staring at me, I'm afraid that the whole beast will not be able to send it..."

Before Velin could finish her words, Sutheras's dragon claws suddenly flew up in the air and slapped her to the ground.

Then, Sutheras suddenly turned over and rode on Velin's body, his silver-purple vertical pupils staring at her fiercely.

"Stop playing those little things with me. Don't you just want me to kill that black hand for you?"

The huge dragon head was almost touching Weilin's face. The smell of blood from Sutheras's hideous mouth pounced on her face as he spoke, making Weilin breathless.

"You want to beg for my gifts, but if you play these tricks with me again..." Sutheras's dragon claw pressed on Velin's chin, "I'll squeeze your head!"

“Yes, yes, master!”

After Velin's trembling answer, Sutheras got up from her and lay back on the stone platform.

At this time, Distinna walked forward, pulled Verin's back neck and lifted her up.

"Uned traitor, don't thank the master for his forgiveness?!"

Weilin crawled to the ground again, kneeled down and said, "Thank you, Master!"

"Okay, hurry up and do it, don't worry about that black hand."

Sutheras waved his dragon claws and signaled Velin to retreat, but he thought of another sentence at the moment.

"Remember to help Distina find a long whip to bring it. Succubus still needs to have a whip."

"Okay, master."

Weilin responded respectfully, then stood up with difficulty and left the basement.

Distinna didn't understand why the owner wanted to find her a whip, but she didn't ask much. Not long after Weilin left, she leaned against the stone platform and began to massage Sutheras who was lying down.

"Master, do you think she will be loyal to you?"

Sutheras turned down, rested the dragon head on the succubus' soft thighs, and squinted his eyes lazily.

"It doesn't matter. If she doesn't obey, we will come to a killing feast in Gray Forest City and then go straight back to the abyss."

"Well, that's not bad."

Distinna nodded thoughtfully, instinctively yearning.

"I'll sleep for a while, and call me if I have any."

Sutheras leaned in the direction of the succubus, moved the faucet, and searched for the softest place on Distina's legs.

This also made him smell a little strange, "The smell is a bit heavy. Wait until Weilin comes back and let her serve you to take a shower."

"Okay, master."

The succubus did not have the habit of taking a bath frequently, but since Sutheras made the request, Distina agreed without hesitation.

Sutheras had no reply and fell into a deep sleep in a blink of an eye.
Chapter completed!