CHAPTER 102: 102 DANGEROUS ENCHANTING DEMON (2/3)

"Hmmph hmm hmm!"

At this moment, Miss Devil, huddled in the Bronze Fortress, was glaring angrily at the two people conversing happily over there, shouting angrily:

"Damn Demon! Damn human! Just you wait! I will definitely take my revenge!"

However, neither of the two present cared about her harsh words, completely ignoring them as they continued to chat leisurely.

"Wow, there’s actually such a thing."

"What’s this? She previously attempted to incite me to break out of prison and kill the previous Prison Warden to seize control and escape."

Herbert: ?

Wow, what a bold idea!

Did she really think the Archbishop was just a pushover?

"Oh, so Kreti actually did such things..."

"Heh! Although the idea is indeed foolish, it’s nothing unusual, a standard move for her."

Is it really normal?

Herbert moved his lips but finally decided not to say or ask too much.

From Flora’s mouth, he had just heard quite a few interesting pieces of news.

Demons and devils are indeed naturally incompatible in their blood and souls, sharing the same place is indeed a torment for them.

But Flora, being an exception among demons, did not hold any grudges against Kreti and didn’t intend to provoke her proactively.

It was always Kreti who couldn’t let go of racial prejudice and kept provoking without stop.

Kreti was imprisoned in Molten Hell earlier than Flora, initially wanting to discipline this newcomer with her seniority...

But unfortunately, Kreti’s tricks were completely useless against Flora.

Manipulation.

Useless, Flora simply ignored it.

Incitement.

Also useless, Flora was always struggling against her own instincts, Kreti’s little incitement had no effect at all. Hahaha.

After trying a few times, Kreti found that mere lip service wouldn’t work.

If soft tactics don’t work, then go for the hard ones!

Then, Kreti painfully discovered a harsh reality.

When it came to action... she was even worse at it.

Couldn’t win a fight.

Truth be told, she really couldn’t win.

Though in many places, it is often the devils who win by being few against many, using their powerful, disciplined devil army to crush even several or dozens of times larger demon armies.

But that relies on the devil army’s strict discipline bursting out several times their strength advantage, and the demons’ chaos worsening as their numbers increase.

Where one is united as a blazing fire, and scattered as countless stars.

While the other is, too many chickens but no eggs, too many people causing chaos.

How to fight like this?

In such contradictions, only then could the devil side form an overwhelming force.

But when it comes to a one-on-one duel, the gap in strength between the two is not as significant.

In fact, many times, demons are stronger than devils in terms of combat ability.

These two prisoners, although both legendary and in the same realm, cannot be compared at all in combat strength.

To be fair, Kreti is indeed not weak, but she is stronger at attacking the mind, causing great harm through conspiracies and tricks.

But when she encounters an opponent who doesn’t care about manipulative whispers, she can only be dumbfounded.

It’s purely a case of a scholar encountering a soldier, and reasons are lost.

Herbert doesn’t care about her manipulation, now openly planning to dominate her with might and power.

And Flora is even more straightforward, not even bothering to waste words, using the most violent means to ravage Miss Devil’s proud heart.

Beat her up fiercely and even draw obscene marks on her as punishment.

Finally, after numerous provocations and failures followed by ravages, Kreti finally realized the reality – she really couldn’t win.

The only time she could revel and be carefree was when Flora occasionally fell into a chaotic rage.

At this time, Kreti, who had been ravaged repeatedly, could leisurely sit in the fortress, enjoying the other’s "impotent rage," achieving a great victory mentally!

"..."

After listening to Flora’s story, Herbert had only one thought in his mind.

"This Kreti... isn’t she just a bratty little girl?"

Truly weak but loves to play!

Honestly, the pairing of this duo in Molten Hell is quite intriguing.

A little devil who looks like a loli acting mature and steady, whereas the devil with the appearance of a dominant lady is actually a masochistic brat at heart.

A huge contrast, a very entertaining pair.

"You don’t seem to doubt my words."

Flora observed Herbert’s amused expression and said unexpectedly, "But you don’t seem like someone who’d be easily beguiled by the demonic charm on me, your will is firmer than I thought."

Her pink eyes stared at Herbert as she slowly asked, "Aren’t you worried that I’m deceiving you?"

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Herbert raised his eyebrows and smiled meaningfully, asking back, "Are you saying you were actually trying to enchant me just now?"

Don’t think being deceived and enchanted by an Enchanting Demon is harmless, like you’re just losing some precious essence of life and might even want to voluntarily offer yourself.

Wrong!

This is a completely wrong idea!

The harsh truth is not at all like what you imagine in your mind.

Though "Enchanting Demons" in various stories seem like they have no other abilities apart from being seductive, making you think of restricted content immediately.

But in this world, the situation isn’t like that.

Never forget, Enchanting Demons are a type of demon; their true nature is actually very cruel and insane.

For the Enchanting Demons of this world, their true nature is more ruthless and cold-blooded than debauched.

Enchanting Demons will first torture their prey wildly, leaving them bruised and barely alive to then slowly enjoy them.

During this process, Enchanting Demons might use enchanting magic to immerse the prey in a crazy and lascivious dream.

But sometimes, they might do nothing, making them truly experience the pain of torture, relishing their wails.

Some extremely insane Enchanting Demons even amplify their prey’s senses several times over!

Enchanting Demons are like blood flowers entwined with thorns, beautiful yet deadly.

"I didn’t actively try to enchant you."

Flora shook her head but then frowned puzzledly, "But as a Legendary Enchanting Demon, my Fallen Divine Light unconsciously affects others’ will... you don’t seem to be affected."

She had once wandered the mortal world for many years, interacting with many humans, knowing how to suppress her allure.

But as her strength gradually increased, the influence on others also grew stronger and harder to control, so much that Flora ultimately had to choose to detach from the crowd, hiding in remote places.

"Perhaps it’s because my will is pretty firm."

Herbert shook his head with a smile, speaking with certainty, "After all, I’ve always been a very devout, oath-abiding Paladin."