Dungeon King: My Goblins Have Captured Countless Female Players

The remaining team members ran non-stop, barely taking any breaks along the way, only by doing so could they forget the beautiful figure in their minds.

Any pause would involuntarily bring back the memories of her charming smiles and enticing figure, as if she was still by their side, with her scent still lingering in their noses.

The duo ran like crazy, managing to shrink a day's journey into three hours.

By the time they arrived at the Minotaur camp, they were basically exhausted, covered in cold sweat.

The Minotaur Dark Lord also received the news and came over.

Seeing their condition, a sense of foreboding immediately flashed across his mind.

"What happened? What's going on?"

The priest wanted to say something, but then started convulsing, his mouth full of froth.

The Shaman in the camp quickly stepped forward, tried several emergency treatments, but to no avail.

He shook his head at the Minotaur Dark Lord.

The Minotaur Dark Lord's face instantly darkened.

"How did he die?"

"It's strange, there are no wounds on his body, but it feels like his body has been drained."

The Shaman lifted the priest's robe, revealing his withered arm, which looked like a mummy.

The Minotaur Dark Lord immediately turned to the defender, whose condition was slightly better and at least still able to speak.

"Master, there's a camp resisting over there with unusual methods. And, there's a good chance they've found the peculiar object that causes the phoenix phantom."

After saying this, the defender, like a deflated ball, followed the priest's footsteps, his body withered away.

Minotaur Dark Lord immediately summoned people to find a downwind location to cremate and bury the two corpses, to prevent any bacterial infection.

He sat on his throne, carefully pondering the defender's words.

His eyes were ablaze, he hadn't expected it to really exist!

They had found the object that causes the phoenix phantom.

In that case, it was time to move!

He bought a whole 500 food in the guild, enough to sustain the team's consumption.

But the time was only three days, and with increased marching speed, it would take a day for a round trip.

Thus, in reality, they only had two days for combat.

After two days, the food would be consumed completely, and they would have to return to base.

As for the 'special methods' mentioned by the defender? The Minotaur Dark Lord didn't even consider it!

For these D-level players, the opponent could easily crush them.

Their 'special methods' were probably just playful tactics.

If he went personally, he could conquer them within minutes!

He then shouted loudly, "All units! We're leaving in an hour! Our objective is to reclaim the object causing the phoenix phantom!"

The whole Minotaur camp was suddenly buzzing with activity, everyone rushing to pack up.

An hour later, at noon, the Minotaur Dark Lord looked at the bloated team in front of him, waved his big hand, and officially set off.

...

Meanwhile, Allie returned to her throne with a face mask on, scanning the crowd around her, none daring to meet her gaze.

She said impatiently, "Enough! I'm not draining your essence, hurry up and do what you need to do."

Upon hearing her words, the crowd dispersed in a hurry.

Allie half-laid on the throne, pondering over the day's events.

The figure of Ethan haunted her mind.

Although she had only seen his side face, the aura of Ethan in his Divine Dragon form was forever etched in her heart.

Allie had never felt such oppression from anyone else, as if she was being crushed into dust.

As she thought of this, Allie softly moaned.

The image of Ethan emerged in her mind, his weight on top of her, ravaging her.

Allie's hand gently caressed her chest, her fingers pinching her nipples, while another hand stroked her private parts, her face flushing red.

Her tongue occasionally flicked out, as if kissing someone else.

As her fingers continuously rubbed her privates, every time they hit that sensitive spot, her body jolted as if electrocuted.

Allie arched her back high, as if in sync with something.

Suddenly, her eyes flickered, a different succubus pattern flashed by, and Allie instantly regained her senses.

She pulled out her fingers, looking at the nearly transparent fluid, shaking her head.

She hadn't expected to start again, she must not have played enough earlier, otherwise, she wouldn't have acted like this.

As for the phoenix phantom mentioned by Minotaur, Allie was certain that the Whitty bird was the source!

Allie knew about Ethan's existence more than anyone else.

However, as a Succubus Dark Lord, the troops she summoned had practically no combat power.

All summoned troops would only seduce other beings to satisfy their own desires.

Hence, Allie had to personally go into battle, capturing some monsters and applying the "Enslavement" succubus pattern.

This way, Allie got her own followers.

However, the development of her camp was far behind others, and given the particular nature of the succubus, she never spoke in the world channel.

The reason she didn't point Minotaur in the right direction was that seeing Ethan effortlessly tame a C-level monster in the morning, which was somewhat shocking.

Allie crossed her legs, her little black wings fluttering above her head.

And most importantly, Ethan was incredibly handsome!

Under the transformation of the Divine Dragon Bloodline, Ethan radiated an aura of superiority.

To Allie, a succubus, this was an irresistible scent.

Thinking about this, Allie was about to repeat her previous actions, and the succubus pattern in her eyes flashed again.

She shook her head.

It seemed she had to find something to do for herself; relying solely on "abstinence" to regain her composure wouldn't work in the long run.

In combat, she could only maintain one succubus pattern.

If she switched, the effect of the previous succubus pattern would disappear instantly, unless the enemy was willing to sign a succubus contract with her.

But in battle, opponents would never allow her to do so.

...

After successfully taming Baymax, Ethan assigned him as the guardian of the first level and placed him in the first floor of the dungeon.

He opened the system and found that, after the last battle, he had accumulated 53 Hero Souls.

Since other ways to spend Hero Souls hadn't been unlocked yet, Ethan chose to open the second level of the dungeon.

With a flicker of thought, the second level of the dungeon opened instantly, and the location of the abandoned temple also shifted.

After arranging Baymax, Ethan went to the altar, summoned a Divine Dragon Warrior to fill the position of the sacrificed one, and then began to delegate tasks.

He replenished the resource harvesting team in the unexplored area, which barely kept up with the food consumption.

But when he returned to the wooden cabin, Mia was nowhere to be found.

Asking around, Ethan learned that Mia had gone to Northwood to purchase supplies.

Moreover, according to the NPC's information, the food prices in Northwood were much lower than in the trading market.

The difference was so significant that you could buy twice as much food in Northwood for the same price as in the trading market!

Ethan's eyes lit up.

He seemed to have found a way to make a fortune...

However, whether this method could be successful was another matter.

If the food in Northwood was bought out and then disappeared near the abandoned temple, Mia's identity could easily arouse suspicion if this happened too often.

Furthermore, such massive food consumption would draw the attention of some bigwigs in Northwood.

If they discovered a Dark Lord was buying the food, Ethan's fate would be death at their hands.

Ethan's current strength was insufficient; he still needed to grow quietly.

The current food supply could barely meet the demand, so there was no need to risk going to Northwood.

He gave a few orders to the NPCs, basically to notify him when Mia returns.

Afterwards, with nothing to do, Ethan made a fishing rod and had a Divine Dragon Craftsman make a wooden chair.

He began to fish in the shade of the trees.

Time flew by, and after half a day's journey, Minotaur Dark Lord successfully arrived outside the succubus camp.

Minotaur Dark Lord immediately ordered the troops to rest in place, while he found a high place to observe the succubus camp.

After a few glances, a look of disdain filled Minotaur Dark Lord's face.

What trash.

Though he wasn't sure about their exact levels, a glance at their appearances was enough.

Their strength was hardly formidable.

How strong could a contestant who struggled to carry a wooden barrel be?

Minotaur Dark Lord continued his survey and his heart jolted when he spotted an altar.

Unexpectedly, there was indeed a Dark Lord. But why so weak?

As he continued to observe the camp, Allie suddenly entered his line of sight.