I, The Dragon Overlord

Melcanthet, like all demons, had extremely twisted desires.

As a succubus, Melcanthet was different from ordinary demons. Her ultimate desire was the satisfaction of her lust. Lust came in different forms. Sexual, the lust for power, and the lust for authority.

A succubus’s desire for power was something normal people couldn’t understand. The majority of demons believed that power was an absolute force that they held personally. On the other hand, a succubus’s definition of power was wealth, authority, and the ability to deceive. For a succubus, the idea of enhancing their personal strength wasn’t particularly attractive.

As long as their vanity could be satisfied, then succubus would consider themselves to have obtained power.

Thus, a succubus would not care about their allegiance. Even if they became playthings for men in bed, as long as they could obtain benefits, they would be willing to do so.

Melcanthet was a succubus with the title of queen, giving her a great sense of vanity. Her beauty was a deadly weapon, and as an abyssal lord, the demons under her were her most important medal of honor. These were all part of her power.

But now, her power was being reduced by the dragons in front of her. Her power was being taken away from her by the Dragon God.

If these dragons were allowed to continue wreaking havoc, she would lose all her power, lose all of herself. She even had a premonition that she would be captured by another abyssal lord and be desecrated as their personal pet.

Succubi did not care that their bodies become playthings for others because they treated their bodies as their greatest weapon. If there was such a thing as a chaste succubus, then that would be the most bizarre thing in this world. Melcanthet had long used her body as a weapon for her own benefit.

The only reason why she hadn’t done so recently was not because she placed importance on her chastity but because she disdained other demons. Although the Abyss was made of countless layers, the ones who ruled the territories of the Abyss were demon lords and demon princes. After the Era of Disaster, a demon prince had not been born yet, and although there were many demon lords, each lord was equal in status.

The Succubus Queen would not use her body to entice other demon lords because there was no benefit in doing so, and because demons were traitorous beings. Any promises made with them could be counted as worthless. With all demon lords having the same status, Melcanthet viewed flattering other demon lords as a shameful thing. She should be the queen who ruled over other demons, and other demon lords were not qualified to become her master.

On the chance that a demon prince was born in the Abyss, Melcanthet would not hesitate to use her own body to seduce them and obtain their trust. That way, she could use the power of the demon prince to expand her own sphere of influence, so that her title as the Succubus Queen would be raised higher.

Melcanthet was just waiting for such a being to be born.

But now, everything was on the verge of ruin. If she was caught by a demon lord now, then she would have lost all her worth. Even if she tried to use her body to get some help, it would be difficult to obtain any. For the demons, their desire to obtain territory was much greater than their desire for the female body. If you asked any demon to choose between being served by the Succubus Queen and being given her territory, ninety-nine out of a hundred demons would definitely choose territory, because having a territory meant that they would be able to become an abyssal lord!

Inside Melcanthet's palace, hundreds of succubus kneeled on the floor and listened to their queen’s instructions. These were Melcanthet’s most important forces. They were the source of her authority and power. Melcanthet also knew that if she showed any signs of defeat or fatigue, these demons would not hesitate to betray her. To obtain the loyalty of demons, the best method was through spells that could control their wills. Any kind of seduction, charm, or charisma was useless!

Melcanthet’s beautiful face was distorted. Her usual playful smile and careless expression were covered in agitation. Her chest heaved up and down as she breathed raggedly. Her skin had also turned red due to anger and irritation. Her slender wings were also lowered to the point that they touched the ground. Even so, her beauty did not diminish at all. Her demonic beauty and seductive posture were still enough to make men lose their minds and become her captive.

“We must make the dragons stop… otherwise, if we continue to kill each other like this, everything will be over!”

In contrast to most demons who were muscle-brained, Melcanthet was one of the more cunning ones. From this, she was closer to a devil than a demon. If other demon lords were bullied by Louie like this, they would probably shout and scream as they fought for their lives, regardless of their own future. Melcanthet was different, she looked at things further ahead than most demons and also preferred to use her brains to solve problems because succubi were creatures that were never good at using force.

“Surrender… yes, surrender!! I only need to surrender to solve all my problems!”

Even if she was afraid, the words that came out of her mouth had a corrupting and intoxicating effect.

Submitting to the true gods was not something demons were ashamed to do. It could even be called an irresistible temptation. The Abyss might be called bottomless and unbelievably huge, but the truly powerful in the Abyss were not those abyssal lords who could only cower in their territories, but those true gods who had built their divine kingdoms in the Abyss!

In the face of true gods, abyssal lords could only do their best to try to save themselves. Even a demon prince would never have too many ideas about the true gods. Unless the true god had a weakness that they could grasp, demons would generally stay away.

True gods had always been the noblest existences in the world of San Soliel. Whether it was a demon lord or a demon prince, they could only retreat in the face of a true god.

The question now would be whether the Dragon God would accept her submission or not.

This was Melcanthet’s current issue. Louie’s divine kingdom was located in the Arboreal Realm and not the Abyss. The submission of an abyssal lord like her was simply useless for a true god.

‘But the other party is a dragon!’

Melcanthet could only try to convince herself to make this bet. She would make a bet that her beauty could move even the Dragon God. Dragons were originally lascivious creatures who would sow their seeds to the world. Melcanthet thought for a while and was convinced that the only thing that could move the other part was her own ‘evil beauty’.

If she could truly become the Dragon God’s pet, serve him well, and let him linger on her body, then she would have a huge backer. She might even have the ability to borrow the power of a true god and expand her power in the Abyss.

The Dragon God was not some weak god, but one of the strongest gods in the world. In the near future, the Dragon God was someone who would definitely become one of the world’s high-tier gods!

Melcanthet was becoming more and more excited at the thought. She even started to fantasize about her strange relationship with the Dragon God. In the mind of a succubus, being able to do that kind of thing with a powerful being was a reward that she had earned. The human concept of male and female did not exist on succubi.

The Succubus Queen was an action-oriented person, and in the current situation, she could not afford to slack off.

Under the surprised gaze of the noble succubi in the palace, Melcanthet used the ability that her territory provided her and activated her virtual godhood to teleport to the battlefield. She wanted to contact the leader of the dragon legion to contact the distant Dragon God who was currently in Dragonblight!