Succubus Holy Swordsman

Rayne had long been accustomed to stunningly beautiful women, but he was still deeply dazzled at first sight of this succubus.

At this moment, the succubus was sleeping in a dim cave, revealing her true appearance.

Her features were flawless, like a work of art favored by the Creator. Her nose was high and delicate, her skin as white and immaculate as snow, and her full, rosy lips resembled the Bottomless Abyss. Without even opening her mouth, they could make people fall hopelessly under her spell. A pair of curved Demon Horns grew from her forehead, sweeping backward. Her long, purplish-red hair was naturally wavy, thick and abundant, its vivid color like a strange flame burning brightly.

Even with her body curled up, her breathtaking curves were plainly visible.

Her badly damaged silver armor revealed a waist delicate enough to encircle with one hand. Her flat abdomen bore not a trace of excess flesh, while the breach in her breastplate exposed magnificent scenery of unfathomable depth.

Her skirt armor concealed her round, sturdy thighs. From her calves downward were reverse joints completely unlike a human's, with delicate pale-purple scales growing from light to dark and covering her legs all the way to the Demon Hooves beneath her feet.

She had pressed a pair of broad red bat wings beneath herself as a cushion. A smooth, slender tail could be seen faintly, ending in an arrow-shaped spike.

This sleeping beauty's appearance actually made Reslin reluctant to look away.

To be fair, this succubus was extraordinarily beautiful. She was not actually more attractive than Viola or Osiria, but her aura was far too distinctive.

Her entire body radiated an extreme Charm. She did not need to do anything; a single glance was enough to awaken the most primitive desires in a man's