After watching a free live sex show, Solam continued on to the next fortress. The entire process had taken less than an hour. Although the male lead of the show had worn an expression like he had eaten shit the whole time, somewhat ruining the viewing experience, Solam had still reluctantly watched for half an hour. They said demons were lewd and promiscuous, so Solam had planned to pick up some new moves. After all, once he took over Malcanthet's fortress, he had also inherited a large batch of desperately needy succubi. Solam had plenty of confidence in his kidneys, but when facing a whole group of succubi who had finally seen rain after a long drought, he still needed some skill.
But everyone knew what succubi were like. Solam immediately felt his knowledge was insufficient, so after seeing that gnoll's performance, he had decided on a whim to study and observe. But... it had truly been disappointing. This hyena-headed fellow was clearly another crude brute who knew nothing of romance. All he could do was thrust, thrust, thrust—he had no technique whatsoever. Growing impatient, Solam simply sent the unnamed gnoll on his way to an early death and rebirth.
Uh, no, he was a demon. Rebirth was basically out of the question for him.
Such results were naturally inseparable from Solam's formidable strength. Solam's tactics were simple: he rode the evolved Godzilla straight at the city walls and launched an assault. Given the power of Godzilla's radioactive beam breath, the walls of this fortress were hardly reliable. After Godzilla's second blast, the walls collapsed. The main force stormed into the fortress with lightning speed, followed by a massacre.
Solam had originally planned to test his new spell—Nuclear Explosion, a third-circle spell—but he never got the chance. The gnolls had