The succubus stared directly into Ang's eyes. Those obsidian-deep pupils made panic rise in her heart, and she blurted out instinctively, "I... I'm going south."
The moment the words left her mouth, she realized something was wrong. Her eyes flickered as she hurriedly changed her answer. "No, no, I was just passing through... Can you let me go?"
Ang sneered. His voice was calm, yet it carried an irresistible pressure. "This is the God-Demon Battlefield. How could anyone just 'pass through'? And you're an Abyssal Prison succubus... It seems you came to gather intelligence."
Before he finished speaking, he shot out a hand and clamped it around the succubus's slender neck like an iron hoop.
Before the succubus could even cry out, he lifted her into the air. Her feet dangled helplessly as she tried to struggle, only to find Ang's strength as immovable as a mountain.
The next instant, Ang carried her and sped back toward Ebony Fortress.
The night wind howled past. The scenery in the succubus's eyes shifted rapidly, and her heart pounded violently. Anxiety and fear nearly suffocated her.
The moment Ang appeared, she had secretly used her seductive talent, trying to shake the human's mind.
Yet, to her despair, that trace of seductive power vanished like mud sinking into the sea, accomplishing absolutely nothing.
He seemed completely immune to it. He had not even hesitated for an instant.
Why... is he completely unaffected? The succubus's heart was filled with confusion and fear.
Soon, she was brought into Ebony Fortress, where Ang decisively locked her inside a prison covered by an Anti-Magic Field.
At that moment, the succubus completely wilted, drooping like an eggplant struck by frost.
The cell door shut, and the Anti-Magic Field repelled every element.
The succubus leaned against the corner wall, her