Chapter 111
She was a very graceful and charming lady, and a bantering smile could be found on her juicy lips.
Her skin was silky smooth and as white as snow, some tiny purple colored freckles could be seen indistinctly spread across them. Her sexy hot body made her the most beautiful creature Greem had ever seen in his entire life.
A pair of curving horns stretched out from her forehead, and her purple colored long hair was hanging loosely down her back. A dangerous look of lust was lingering in her narrow yet charming eyes, making any man in the world want to indulge in her magnificent beauty upon staring at her face.
On her back were a pair of large bat wings with distinct joints, one could even see sharp claws poking out from these joints. A flat and slender bone tail stretched out from her lower back, glowing like a metal. All of these gave her a touch dangerous, yet inviting look – it was like a forbidden excitement.
She was wearing a curvaceous silk gown with a leather belt with silver ornaments strapped around her waist. She leisurely fiddled with a long whip made from wrought gold chain which produced electric sparks when it swung around.
The devil’s horns, those flaming lips, and the signature bat wings, long tail and hoof legs, this… She was an abyss creature that shouldn’t appear in the Material Plane – a Succubus.
Right when Greem saw this Succubus, his thoughts had nearly stagnated. In a trance, he thought the previous teleportation had transported him into the horrible World of Abyss. When he recovered from his shock and glanced around, only that had he realized that he was in a unique space that was trapped by some sort of magical spells.
In front of Greem was a spacious and deep hall of lava. Nearly half the space of this hall was occupied by a huge lava pool. The pool was filled with slow-moving molten lava and scorching hot white lava stones. A three acres’ stone platform was found on a corner of the hall, on top of it was a simple stone cottage, a simple stone table, and chairs – everything looked so simple and crude.
The Chip’s answer was simple and straightforward. Greem forcefully slapped his forehead, cursing his own stupidity.
With a flip of his palm, the Fire Lord’s Scepter, placed inside his storage waist belt, appeared immediately. Upon holding it, the painful and numbing sensation he had felt throughout the entire body disappeared instantly. Even the flames that had tortured him previously had become a suitable temperature.
Greem lifted his fair right hand; he saw numerous blazing red fireballs ragingly burning the surface of his skin. The dancing flames and the scorching hot blaze now looked like a crimson outfit, completely covering his entire body, making anyone who saw this admire the miraculousness and bizarreness of the magic spell.
With the help of the Fire Lord’s Scepter, Greem was now spared from the harm that might come about from those low-intensity flames. With that, he was tempted and moved his glance over to the boiling lava pool not far away.
Since it was a rare opportunity for him to come here, he had to maximize the gains no matter what!
Greem gritted his teeth and stood up suddenly. The few remaining magical equipment detached from his body automatically. Fully naked and holding only the Fire Lord’s Scepter, Greem strode to the edge of the lava pool.
He had no choice; perhaps with the Fire Lord’s Scepter, his body would be able to withstand the lava pool, but his magical equipment wouldn’t. If they were destroyed in the lava pool, it would be a huge loss for him! Therefore, Greem could only carry out the experiment with a naked body.
As for the Succubus who had been standing beside him smiling, Greem simply ignored her existence!
At this moment, Greem’s thoughts of becoming stronger were extremely firm and tough – the petty charm spell of the Succubus couldn’t affect him.
Standing at the edge of the pool, normally the burning hot air wave would have been enough to half-cook him, but now, it felt like a warm breeze.
Greem poked his toe lightly into the boiling molten lava. Judging from the feeling, it felt like a hot water with a temperature of fifty degree Celsius. Though it felt hot to the touch, he could still bear it.
Greem clenched his jaws, gently placing his first leg into the pool, then the second leg. Marching forward step by step, soon his entire body had submerged into the boiling molten lava.
Sensing the increasing temperature right in front of him, Greem stopped moving forward and stopped at a position where his head was just barely under the surface. Once again, he started the cultivation of his Inferno Body.