Reincarnated as incubus: I didn't mean to seduce you!

What is this feeling? Ah, why does it feel so familiar?

So this is what they call... fear, isn't it?

The colossal creature suddenly began to move, its actions causing the Golden Tree to waver and shake.

Midgar felt as though his body was gradually no longer his own. When he came to his senses, he realized he was being tightly gripped in the monstrous beast's palm.

A cold breath permeated through the creature's hand into his body, as if his life force were being directly extracted. An overwhelming sense of nausea spread from his spirit, making him feel weaker and weaker.

I really... I really want to just fall asleep like this!

In a daze, Midgar felt himself fading away. His eyelids were fighting a losing battle, and he entered a state of confusion, no longer struggling, as if everything had quieted down.

Before he knew it, the area of the Lancaster Swamp, known for its murky waters and poisonous vapors, was gradually engulfed in a layer of cold blue flames, where everything visible was withering away at a terrifying speed.

The enormous entity slowly opened its mouth, and there came a crunch, a sound reminiscent of gnawing on crisp bones.

Blood spattered and danced in the air as Midgar's severed torso plummeted towards the ground.

Ah, I remember now!

Intense pain jolted Midgar's consciousness back to reality.

He laughed miserably, knowing that it was no longer possible for him to continue living.

Before his death, he instinctively looked toward the direction the Titan Giant was heading...

In the room where the Titan Giant and Barbarian warships were advancing, the path would inevitably lead to the small town where his younger brothers, sister, and girlfriend were.

"Xiao Jiu, don't save me, send the message back, save everyone else..."

He howled in pain, tearing the armor from his body, and with the last of his strength, threw it far away.

The moment it left his hand, the armor transformed back into the Gluttonous Slime.

It rapidly inflated like a hot air balloon and spat out a water arrow with astonishing force.

The horrendous recoil carried it away from the scene at a speed that was imperceptible to the average person.

"Did a monster just escape?"

An eerie voice echoed from the warship. A middle-aged Barbarian, clad in a huge cloak sewn from the skins of various colored creatures, looked toward the vanished Gluttonous Slime with slight dissatisfaction.

"It doesn't matter, let's just trample everything. Begin with this little flea!"

The next moment, the unknown Titan Giant slave lifted its foot and stamped down hard on the Ranger Midgar.

Watching the gigantic foot approaching, Midgar smiled.

Is this what it feels like to be on the brink of death?

It's somewhat peculiar, isn't it?

Damn it, if I had left that broken city-state earlier and come here, maybe my life would've changed a bit, and I wouldn't end up without a girlfriend, would I?

A wife is even more impossible, less reliable than what the White Dove suggested... even though I finally overcame my fear of marriage and wanted to marry the person I loved.

As he pondered, Midgar, who was actually a bit happy since he was about to get time off from the Ranger Battalion, suddenly felt his mood sink.

The next moment, the massive foot crashed down, an explosive shockwave and muck spreading like a tsunami around him.

"Everyone, assemble the Teleportation Gate immediately. Let's invade the domain across the mountains. The age of the Barbarians is about to begin!"

Someone on the warship was screaming frantically.

"Great Chief, by directly violating the 'Basic Conventions and Rules of Teleportation Array Use' and invading someone else's domain, opening Space Gates in their land, won't we face some serious problems later on?"

The Shenhua continent was vast, so vast that if one were to rely solely on foot travel, even a Coachman intending to enter another kingdom's domain by carriage or on foot would be fatigued to death.

This was a terrifying concept.

Therefore, all nations, whether in preparation for future wars or for commercial exchanges, inevitably came together and signed a contract.

Yes, the aforementioned 'Basic Conventions and Rules of Teleportation Array Use'.

Each Space Gate has immense utility beyond the average person's imagination, but to establish one requires the consumption of vast resources.

Barbarians, typically being a hunting-oriented people, cannot collect resources and transform them into practical tools as efficiently as the common Human race.

Not to mention that the Mage profession, which is most adept at handling Teleportation Gates, is extremely rare, even virtually non-existent, in Barbarian tribes.

Tribes are a desert for Mage ideologies.

Yet, the tribes still require the support of Magic, for without it, all of the Magic Materials in their territories would be wasted or merely consumed in vain by Shamans.

This is also why the tribes have never been able to establish a true Barbarian nation.