After entering the Abyss, Charles felt as though he had returned home.
He felt not the slightest discomfort; on the contrary, he felt comfortable from the bottom of his heart.
His Succubus body was fully unleashed, greedily absorbing the high-magic power of the lower planes.
The concentration of magic power in the Abyss was even denser than it had been in the Wizard World, at Isata.
It had to be said that Isata's magic concentration was already extremely high,
because the wizards of Isata had set up enormous sorcery arrays there to siphon magic power, drawing the magic power from a vast area into the academy's grounds.
Thus, Isata's magic concentration far surpassed that of the surrounding regions.
Yet in the Abyss, even a tiny cave held magic power denser than that of Isata.
It was difficult to imagine just how dense the magic power would be in places with even richer resources.
"Charles, you really came!" A sickeningly sweet voice drifted over.
It was Delis's voice.
Charles surveyed his surroundings, while Delis looked at his body, practically melting in every possible way.
Delis pressed herself against Charles, sniffing his scent, nearly unable to stand steadily.
Charles, meanwhile, continued surveying the surroundings.
This was Delis's lair. She had operated it for at least several decades.
In the beginning, Delis had merely been a lower-ranking Succubus. She did not dare go out casually, because once she left, she might never return.
Delis was not particularly brave, so she dug out a cave and cowered within it.
After meeting Charles, her life had improved significantly.
Thanks to Charles summoning her from time to time, not only had her carnal desires been satisfied, but so had her craving to absorb soul power.
It had allowed Delis to advance into a middle-ranking Succubus as