The period between two and three in the morning is typically when people are in their deepest sleep, making it the best time for nocturnal activities.
But Alistair wasn't an ordinary person; he was a slightly special 'ordinary' person. However, Alistair's sleep schedule was... basically the same as an ordinary person's. Therefore, without an alarm, a loud noise, or a threat to his life, Alistair was soundly and defenselessly asleep. As for defending against a night attack, he had tried, but it had been too long and he couldn't sustain it...
"Meow~ o(￣︶￣)o"
In the pitch-black darkness, a pair of round eyes suddenly lit up, seemingly emitting a faint yellow glow, accompanied by an extremely faint meow. The sound carried a hint of pride and satisfaction.
"Meow! ╭(╯^╰)╮."
Another faint meow sounded, containing a thread of dissatisfaction and hostility. Following its source, another pair of round eyes appeared. Compared to the first pair, the pupils seemed to emit a faint blue glow, and they were staring intently at the previously lit eyes.
The owners of these two pairs of eyes were none other than the two little creatures Alistair had considered turning into emergency rations earlier.
Little Black and Little White were each crouched in two corners of the room. As two small creatures highly likely to be someone else's 'mobile cameras,' Alistair naturally hadn't allowed them onto his bed. For the testing phase, letting them into the room was enough.
The two little creatures stared at each other in the darkness for a long time. After the initial meows, they remained silent, just fixated on each other.
Then, as if unable to resist, the two little creatures slowly rose, circling each other diagonally, seemingly waiting for an opportunity to strike. The cats' natural paw pads made their movements silent, like assassins in the night, waiting for a single mistake to strike a fatal blow.
Buzz~
A faint sound seemed to echo in the air. With the sound, a single point of light lit up just below the necks of the two little creatures. This light slowly moved, leaving behind a trail of faint fluorescent light, gradually outlining a complex pattern with a central heart shape.
Buzz————Buzz————
A low hum resonated in the room. Suddenly, a complex, teleportation-circle-like pattern appeared on the floor beneath the two little creatures, slowly rotating as the sound echoed. Simultaneously, a large amount of pink luminous particles abruptly appeared in the air. The emitted light was bright enough to wake Alistair.
o((⊙﹏⊙))o?
What is happening?
Alistair was still a bit hazy. Although his enhanced body allowed him to recover energy faster, Alistair had gone to sleep after midnight. It had been barely three or four hours. His enhancement level wasn't high enough to make him fully alert after just a few hours of sleep, so Alistair was completely bewildered and hadn't fully reacted.
As the luminous particles gradually condensed, they slowly formed two human shapes. However, the speed of condensation differed slightly, and the one that finished condensing first was the human shape above the magical formation formed by the black cat.
The fully condensed figure was revealed to have an oval face, with eyes that exuded a distinct seductive quality (the meaning is correct here). She had a voluptuous and curvaceous figure... A Succubus?
At least in Alistair's memory, this was the classic appearance of a Succubus: bat-like wings on her back, goat-like horns curving on her head, and a thin black tail extending from the area near her tailbone, ending in a heart shape.
"A Succubus?!"
Alistair was stunned. If he had to name his most feared type of enemy, it would be mental ability users. Alistair had no ability to defend against them. Although his soul strength might be high, without the corresponding application ability, it was useless. When encountering a mental ability user, Alistair would either be powerful enough to simply resist them, or he would be caught by someone with even a little ability and be completely at their mercy. The Succubus race happened to rely on mental abilities for survival.
After all, have you ever seen a Succubus use brute force to subdue 'food' for extraction? They definitely use mental abilities to control the 'food' and then slowly drain them!
The Succubus who had first materialized paid little attention to Alistair. Instead, she concentrated a light point in her hand and suddenly shot it towards the other gathering of humanoid light particles, completely shattering it.
As the figure was dispersed, the little white cat on the ground seemed to suffer a heavy blow. She flew backward and lay on the floor looking weak, but her eyes still stared at the Succubus who had been one step ahead, seemingly with reluctance.
The Succubus smiled disdainfully, no longer focusing on her opponent. She turned, faced Alistair, and revealed an expression of obsession and desire. Her greedy gaze looked as if it wanted to devour Alistair entirely.
Alistair had thought about inviting a Succubus for a 'meal' and engaging in deep communication, but only after he had the ability to resist. Right now, Alistair was defenseless against a Succubus whose abilities were entirely in his blind spot.
Ugh, I can't move! Damn it! Mental abilities are truly effective!
Alistair felt an overwhelming sense of absurdity internally, but he couldn't offer any meaningful resistance. She could control him instantly, making any struggle futile. This was extremely frustrating.
The Succubus was very pleased with Alistair's complete inability to resist. She extended her pink tongue and licked her lips. Combined with her seductive expression and captivating appearance, few men could refuse her demand.
I hope it's only tonight. He had heard that Succubi only foraged at night and left at dawn.
Alistair had already given up resisting. It was just being repeatedly drained on the waist, after all. He had been ridden by Chiaki's two girlfriends before. Now, it was just being ridden by another person... a Succubus. This was a good opportunity for Alistair to experience what a real Succubus's Peach Garden felt like—whether it was truly as legendary, allowing him to be constantly high and furiously firing his gun.
Miss Succubus was in no hurry, slowly walking towards Alistair, seemingly admiring his expression, or perhaps his body.