Alan's expansion into the underground world finally alerted the necromancers.
The two lords of the Cemetery dungeon, William and Spencer, were both early-stage fifth-tier necromancers.
After a war, necromancers would always collect enemy corpses to use as materials for their "necromancy" spells.
"Necromancy," similar to "monster summoning," was divided into levels 1 to 9.
The higher the rank of the necromancer, the more powerful their summoning abilities.
However, the undead creatures transformed from corpses were generally lower in rank than their original level.
The corpses of second-tier soldiers, when raised using "necromancy," could only transform into cannon fodder like skeletons and zombies.
The corpses of third-tier soldiers, however, could be transformed into more practical ghouls—second-tier soldiers of the Cemetery clan.
William and Spencer expended considerable effort to defeat the dark elves and capture the drow dungeon.
Afterward, they collected the bodies, performed a summoning ceremony, and savored the fruits of their victory.
The results shocked and angered them both!
The number of undead transformed from the corpses was far fewer than expected!
Some of the corpses' souls had vanished!
Who had stolen the souls of the deceased?
William and Spencer initially suspected their colleagues!
Could there be other necromancers operating in this dark underworld?
After a thorough investigation, William and Spencer ultimately rejected this theory.
If it wasn't their colleagues, who else could be behind this?
After eliminating all other unlikely options, the final suspect... could only be the owner of Orlando Castle!
The necromancers secretly dispatched ghouls and wraiths to investigate the movements inside and outside Orlando Castle.
They soon discovered two suspicious points!
First, Elina fled to Orlando Castle and has been missing ever since.
The Dark Elf Matron was likely assassinated by Allen!
Furthermore, the vengeful spirits have spotted demons in the castle!
Demons haven't appeared in the underground world for years.
Alan, that kid, is actually hanging out with demons. He must have some serious ambitions!
William and Spencer had originally dismissed a small figure like Allen.
Learning about his demonic connections immediately raised their alarm.
This man's danger level has been raised two levels!
It's no surprise that a traitor colluding with demons would steal souls, right?
Alan, this kid, is no ordinary threat!
We must strike hard, punish him severely and swiftly!
William immediately wrote a letter and ordered the ghoul servants to deliver it to Allen.
He demanded he come to the Cemetery City and explain his collusion with the demons in person.
The necromancer knew Allen would never dare to come and die.
Writing this letter was actually a delaying tactic.
The same day the letter was sent, William and Spencer led the Undead Army on a campaign to attack Orlando Castle.
William was a meticulous man.
He worried that if the army was deployed, the rear would be left empty and vulnerable to burglary.
He specifically left behind his strongest bone dragon to guard the Cemetery City.
He and Spencer were powerful enough to crush Allen.
What if Allen had a powerful demonic ally? He wasn't afraid.
Reciting a spell, he could summon a bone dragon to his side.
On the battlefield, intelligence was always mutual.
As the necromancer spied on Orlando Castle, he was unaware that his actions had been observed by Allen's spies.
To facilitate his surveillance of the cemetery's underground city, Allen used the Abyss Mirror to exchange a batch of shadow demons from Anzus.
Shadow demons are a third-tier unit of the Burning Legion, a very rare "incorporeal" demon.
At first glance, shadow demons resemble incorporeal undead like ghosts.
Ethereal black shadows with horns, looming and elusive.
Because of this characteristic, shadow demons are well-suited to impersonating undead, infiltrating undead territory and conducting covert reconnaissance.
Upon receiving the intelligence from the shadow demon spies, Allen immediately prepared for the impending war.
The most urgent task was recruiting troops.
The last time I intercepted Elina's group, I collected a considerable number of drow souls, all of which Alan dedicated to the Abyssal Mirror.
The demon mercenaries he ultimately exchanged for included levels 1 to 4.
For level 1 soldiers, Alan chose all Suicide Fiends.
For level 2 soldiers, he split his picks between Ape Fiends and Cunning Fiends.
For level 3 soldiers, Shadow Fiends are the best choice!
For level 4 soldiers, there are two options: Vulture Fiends and Succubi.
Vulture Fiends, also known as Vrow Fiends, resemble giants with the head and wings of vultures.
Vulture Fiends are known for their brutality and cold-bloodedness, equivalent to fourth-level sorcerers, skilled in a variety of magic.
Their screams can intimidate nearby enemies.
They can also emit clouds of highly toxic spores.
Succubi are not as powerful as Vulture Fiends.
However, they are more adept at transformation, hypnosis, charm, and illusion magic. Besides combat, they can also perform various auxiliary duties.
This includes providing frontline soldiers with entertainment to relieve fatigue and pain, such as striptease shows.
With the succubus supervising the battle and entertaining the troops, the morale of the troops will be even higher.
Alan exchanged the souls of the drow sorcerer and priestess for half each of the vultures and succubi.
Finally, his demonic forces were as follows:
Level 1: 160 demon children, 550 suicide demons.
Level 2: 200 ape demons, 200 cunning demons.
Level 3: 100 shadow demons.
Level 4: 20 vulture demons, 20 succubi.
This powerful demon mercenary group, combined with Allen's own dungeon forces, was more than enough to deal with the undead horde.
Allen could single-handedly defeat the enemy's high-end combat power, William and Spencer.
However, he didn't forget that the enemy also had a powerful bone dragon!
A bone dragon could be considered a semi-finished dracolich.
Its combat power was at least at the early sixth stage!
William and Spencer summoned the bone dragon on the battlefield, and Allen worried it wouldn't be able to withstand it.
He also held a special soul in his hand.
The soul of Elina, the former dungeon lord and high-ranking drow priestess.
Madam Elina's cultivation level was late fifth stage in her lifetime.
The exchanged demon, if nothing unexpected happened, should be a sixth-level soldier.
A match for the bone dragon was a piece of cake! Allen cast Mistress Elina's soul into the Abyssal Mirror.
Before he could decide whether to exchange it for a Bull Demon or a Bewitching Demon, the mirror suddenly blazed with light.
A golden glow, emitting a holy aura, instantly illuminated the castle's underground chamber!
The ancestral spirit Allen had merged with, having lived in the underground world for so long, was no longer accustomed to the scorching sun.
He shielded his eyes unconsciously and retreated to a shadowy corner.
As he watched in confusion and surprise...
A graceful figure appeared in the mirror's projection.
To his surprise, the figure transported wasn't a Bull Demon or a Bewitching Demon, but a beautiful young woman in a snow-white robe!
The sleeves of her robe were embroidered with sun emblems, clearly the sacrificial robes worn by clergymen!
The young woman wore a golden sun-shaped crown and held a string of holy emblems.
Beautiful and majestic, awe-inspiring and inviolable!
As Allen watched in astonishment, she raised the holy symbol, chanted a prayer, and cast a third-level spell, "Daylight"!
A brilliant light emanated from her palm, illuminating the basement as bright as day!
The shadow demons Allen had previously exchanged for were similar to undead, naturally afraid of sunlight.
To avoid "Daylight," they all hid in the cracks in the wall, trembling with fear.
Alan couldn't understand what had gone wrong.
He had clearly intended to summon a demon.
Why had he summoned a priestess, Sister Radiance?!
Alan suppressed his distracting thoughts, summoned his magic, and prepared for battle!
The young woman in white kissed the holy symbol in her hand and solemnly declared, "Praise the Holy Light—I beg your pardon!"
Huh?!
Alan, who was about to attack, was stunned.
...as if he had sprained his back!
In the blink of an eye, the demeanor of the young woman in white across from her changed dramatically.
From a stern, saintly-looking priestess, she transformed into a charming and alluring sorceress.
Her tone also took on a playful, cynical edge.
"Hehe... handsome boy, don't be afraid. I'm not some Holy Light priestess. I was just joking."
The young woman in white hung the holy emblem around her neck and casually lifted the collar of her robe.
Alan calmed himself and asked, "Madam, what's your name?"
"My name is Bayara. I'm the Chief of Staff of the Burning Legion and Lord Anzus's deputy. People call me 'Lady Pampered.'"
The young woman in white sat on the sofa across from Alan, legs crossed, her posture elegant and sensual.
Alan could tell that this Lady Pampered must be the trusted confidant and mistress of the Demon Lord Anzus.
They had come to him under the guise of summoning demons, most likely to ensure he remained obedient to the demon army.
This made Allen feel very uncomfortable.
Because he hadn't chosen Baiara.
Since Baiara could pass through the magic mirror without his consent, would Anzus and his powerful demons be able to follow suit and launch a large-scale invasion in the future?
If that day came, Allen would be of little use.
He had only two options left: serve the demons wholeheartedly as their lackey, or be abandoned after their time was up!
Alan had long known that the demons wouldn't deal with him fairly.
He hadn't expected their schemes to come so quickly!
Suppressing his uneasiness, Allen put on a humble smile, sat across from Baiara, and chatted with the demon king's favorite concubine.
Alan guessed Baiara's strength was at least level six.
What's strange is that she's clearly a demon, so how can she cast light magic?
She impersonates a Sister of Holy Light with such perfection and perfection.
Even her holy aura is mimicked flawlessly!
If she hadn't exposed it, Alan wouldn't have recognized her true demonic nature.
Biyala noticed his confusion and smiled slightly.
"Alan, have you heard of succubus?"
"Succubus...seems to be an advanced form of succubus, a higher-level demon?" Alan asked tentatively.
Biyala nodded.
"I'm a succubus, also known as a high-level succubus."
"We succubus have two spellcasting systems."
"In addition to naturally awakened warlock magic, we can also acquire divine magic through certain... hehe, special methods."
"I prefer my nun form to my witch form."
Bayara shifted into a more relaxed sitting position and yawned lazily.
"I've come all this way to help you, hungry and tired. Don't you want to treat me properly?"
"Madam, wait a moment. I'll have my servants prepare a feast!"
"No, no, no! Handsome boy, you misunderstood me."
Bayara smiled wickedly.
"Fine food and wine can't alleviate my fatigue and hunger."
"Haha... handsome boy, you're quite robust. It's a pity you're still very useful, but you can't eat right now. Go find me two strong men."
Seeing Bayara, with the air of a saintly nun, so brazenly utter such vulgar words, Allen felt a sense of utter disillusionment.
...
Soon, the powerful ogre and minotaur, following Allen's command, approached the witch.
As Allen watched, Bayara approached the ogre, raised her delicate hand, and caressed his chest.
The ogre's chubby face first showed an expression of flattery, his eyes narrowing into slits.
But soon, his expression turned to confusion and pain.
His strong body withered at a visible rate!
Madam Pampering's delicate hand, like a straw, greedily drained the ogre's life force.
This scene seemed familiar to Alan!
It was remarkably similar to the third-level necromancy magic "Vampire Touch"!
And more than that!
Biyara's method of absorbing essence was even more perverse than "Vampire Touch"!
Even the ogre's brain was weak, he realized something was amiss!
He tried to escape Madam Pampering's essence-sucking clutches before he was drained dry.
"Little dear, don't move!"
With just one word, Baiyara extinguished his will to resist.
Besides draining life, the demon's touch also carried a "command spell"!
Unless the victim's mental strength was greater than Baiyra's, once touched by her, they would be at her mercy, like a lamb to the slaughter.
In less than ten seconds, the tall, sturdy ogre was reduced to a shriveled, skinny corpse.
It was as if it had been a mummy in its coffin for centuries!
Bayala licked her lips, seeming unsatisfied.
The next second, her gaze shifted to the minotaur.
The minotaur shuddered!
His eyes widened in terror!
Watching his ogre brother being sucked into a mummy by this witch, the old bull was terrified!
Not wanting to suffer the same fate, he turned and bolted for the door.
He tried to use his horns to knock the door open and escape the clutches of the charming lady!
"Haha... little cutie, you can't escape!"
Bayala smiled slyly and calmly lifted the hem of her robe, revealing a tail. It was as white as jade, with a translucent texture, as if it were made of connected, carved ivory pieces.
At the tip of its tail, a jade-colored stinger, resembling a scorpion's, jutted out.
Biyara twisted her hips and swung her tail with a whoosh.
Like a flash of white lightning!
The witch's tail wrapped around the minotaur's calf, tripping it to the ground.
The scorpion's tail, like a snake, wrapped around the minotaur's right leg and climbed upwards.
Puff!
The stinger pierced deeply into the minotaur!
"Moo—"
The minotaur screamed, his face contorted in pain.
In an instant, the poison paralyzed him, unable to move.
A strange sound came from the tip of Baiara's tail.
Through the translucent outer surface of the scorpion's tail, Alan could vaguely see streams of crimson liquid surging.
Soon, the minotaur was also sucked dry, reduced to a mummy.
"That feels good now."
Biyara sighed contentedly, retracted her tail, and turned to look at Alan, her face radiant.
"Handsome boy, from now on, you must find me a man to eat every night."
"If you starve me... hehe! Maybe I'll come to your bedroom in the middle of the night to find food!"
Alan's scalp tingled.
He forced a smile and promised to satisfy her unusual appetite.
"Very well, since you're so sensible, I'll give you a little treat."
Biyara smiled as she walked over and embraced Alan.
She raised her pretty face, pouted, and offered a kiss.
Alan thought of the tragic fates of the ogres and minotaurs and had no desire to flirt with this witch.
"What's the matter, handsome boy? How dare you be so ungrateful?"
Biyara half-smiled, a hint of coldness in her eyes.
Alan couldn't afford to offend this great witch!
Then he remembered that he still had some use for her.
Baiyala, she wouldn't be sucked dry by him.
He gritted his teeth and embraced this sexy and dangerous beauty.
With a nervous heart, he lowered his head and kissed her red lips.
As expected of a high-level succubus, her kissing skills were quite impressive.
At the same time, he also felt...
A trace of mysterious energy was being channeled into his body through Baiyala's embrace and kiss.
After the kiss, Baiyala sighed with satisfaction.
A hint of fatigue crossed her beautiful face.
"Do you feel my blessing?"
"This is the 'Witch's Embrace,' a gift from the abyss!"
"Witch's Embrace"...?
Alan's heart skipped a beat.
He seemed to have heard Herent mention that succubus do have a miraculous power.
Through close contact, she buffs her partner, establishing a mental link and allowing them to communicate telepathically at any time.
But is Baiara really so kind?
With suspicion, Alan secretly opened the system page to check his status.
As expected, there was an additional "Witch's Embrace" buff.
The benefits provided to him include +2 to all attributes and "Mind Link."
Biyara herself also gained two benefits.
First, with Alan's permission, she can share Alan's senses.
Using his eyes to observe the surroundings.
Using his ears to hear the surroundings.
Furthermore, Baiara can use Alan as a spell anchor.
Using Alan as the starting point, unleash magic!
Including spells that normally only affect the caster.
Once "Witch's Embrace" was established, the spell anchor automatically took effect.
Without Alan's consent, Baiara could cast spells through his body!
The more Alan thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt.
Accepting Baiara's "Witch's Embrace" would be like becoming her familiar, wouldn't it?
While he certainly gained benefits, the hidden dangers were even greater!
Who knows what kind of perverted magic Baiara would unleash using his body as an anchor?
The worst part was, even if Alan refused to serve as her spell relay, it wouldn't work!
How could a familiar refuse its master?
Is there any way to remove this buff?
It's not difficult, actually.
Alan has awakened the 5th-level spell "Break Barrier."
A single shot to himself would remove "Witch's Embrace."
But he couldn't do that.
At least not yet.
As soon as "Witch's Embrace" is lifted, Baiyala will immediately sense it.
Then, both sides will have to tear each other apart.
Alan couldn't see through Baiyala's depth and had no confidence in defeating this great witch.
Furthermore, he currently needed the help of the demonic forces behind Baiyala to consolidate his territory.
Under someone's roof, one must bow.
This is the fate of being a "traitor."
After calming down, Alan forced a smile.
"Thank you, Madam, for your blessing. I have urgent matters to attend to, so I won't disturb your rest."
"Wait!" Baiyala stopped him. "I have something else to say."
"Madam, please speak!"
"I don't particularly like this bedroom. From now on, I'll sleep in yours. It will allow us to strengthen our relationship and work together more effectively."
"Isn't this... inappropriate? What if Lord Anzus finds out..."
"Haha, handsome boy, why are you so pedantic?" Baiyala smiled slyly. "Anzus and I usually have our own affairs and don't interfere with each other. He wouldn't mind me sleeping with you."
"But I simply can't afford your favor, Madam."
Alan looked hesitant.
"If you truly need that, I can find a few more men to serve you."
"Haha! Are you afraid I'll suck you dry?"
Biyala spoke directly to his concerns.
"Don't worry. As long as you prove your worth, I won't waste a potentially valuable talent for a fleeting pleasure."
Biyara changed the subject, her tone cold.
"I slept with you to prove my sincerity. If you don't accept my kindness, could it be that you're hiding something from me, plotting something behind my back...?"
Alan's heart shuddered!
At this point, the words were already quite blunt.
Biyara insisted on staying with him, not because of his tall stature and handsomeness.
In fact, she wanted to keep a close eye on him, preventing him from secretly building his wings and finding an opportunity to break free from the Burning Legion's control!
Is being a "traitor" to the demons so easy?
Anzus and Baiyara are no fools. They must be on guard against him!