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

"The rain is really pouring down today!" Outside the tent, a man languidly leaned on his iron sword, standing under the small shelter to survey the surroundings.

Their location was a temporary supply point set up by Rangers for rest and resupply during their patrols in the forest.

At this moment, as the man gazed out at the torrential rain, he felt keeping watch outside was rather pointless.

"With rain this heavy, not to mention spotting the enemy, you can't even hear footsteps clearly..." He thought about going inside the tent to warm himself by the fire.

Counting the time, it should be about twenty minutes before his shift ended.

Once the rain stopped tomorrow, the area would be a muddy mess, making it difficult to track any news of the Shadow Wolves.

In the mingling wind and rain, he lazily yawned, stretching out his hand to get closer to the torch tied to a pole, but he slipped and accidentally knocked the torch askew.

He bent down to straighten it, but at that moment, he failed to notice a silent shadow approaching him.

It sprung forward, pounced, and bit down hard.

In an instant, the man was decapitated, his eyes bulging in disbelief at the two-meter-tall giant wolf.

It was an ambush! An enemy attack!

But he was unable to make a sound, his head now being stepped on by the giant wolf in the filthy water as its cold gaze turned toward the tent, which faintly revealed the light of the campfire.

In this dark world, it seemed that only the sound of the rain could be heard.

The daytime chirping of insects and the roars of wild beasts had vanished, leaving only the deathly stillness of the night.

...

"Forget it, I can't be bothered with you; take care of your own body... Huh? What's that sound?"

At this moment, a woman's voice came from inside the temporary dwelling's tent.

Although they didn't understand the sound, the Shadow Wolves clearly sensed that the person in the tent might be getting suspicious.

As the fire outside was ripped down and extinguished in the pooled water, the pack of wolves hidden in the darkness slowly approached the area.

They silently surrounded the camp, and the ferocity in their eyes quietly dissipated at that moment.

They knew some prey were sensitive to killing intent, and hunting such prey required more patience.

A humanoid figure, clad in a raincoat, walked out from the tent of the campsite, the campfire casting its shadow, which grew closer to the tent's exterior.

The moment it stepped out of the tent, two Shadow Wolves leaped up like grim assassins, striking immediately.

One bit toward the neck, the other toward the lower body.

However, the attack aimed lower was met with thin air as sharp teeth clashed harshly with a sour noise.

Shadow Wolf: ???

The Shadow Wolf that aimed for the neck did succeed in biting down, but something felt off; it was like tearing through a kind of tough tree.

The next moment, that tough chewing sensation vanished without a trace, and all it had bitten was a piece of fabric.

This isn't good, something's wrong!

The Shadow Wolf Guard, being an old hand with rich combat experience, immediately sensed something amiss and turned to retreat.

But in the next second, it no longer had the chance.

A short spear, wrapped in blood-red curse power, was hurled from within the tent, chasing like a roaring hurricane, and instantly corroded the wolf skin that was protected by totemic magic, pinning it to the ground.

"Shadow Wolf Guard? Ha, don't tell me even your boss has come along?"

LV8 Curse Swordsman variant class, Cursed Knight.

This was the result of Jonathan's relentless battles in the Dungeon over the past five years.

At this very moment, his exquisite combat skills quietly revealed a ferocious killing intent before the players.

Twisted Jungle Camp, Ranger "Steel Teeth" squad captain, Jonathan, charges into battle!

A group of newbie players was somewhat chaotic on the side, when Nasilia said gently, "Don't panic, don't forget you've just leveled up, show the mettle of our Fourth Calamity."

After she spoke, two floating hands appeared behind her.

The hands, emitting a faint blue glow, were the Magic Model called—"Luxius's Magic Grip"—that Kael had begged from his teacher.

The effect was to create a pair of magical, solidified arms on one's body that could separate, as powerful as the arms of a Barbarian, and capable of launching attacks like real hands under the control of Spiritual Power.

It sounded like a very ordinary ability, but the strength of these arms was equivalent to the destructive power that a Barbarian with the "Frenzy" skill active could exert.

Just sheer strength obviously wasn't enough to harness the skill's destructive power, but when one of the arms separated from Nasilia's body and grabbed a wooden short spear from the side of the camp, the situation changed.

Out of the 11 new players, currently, 5 had been brought up to level two by Jonathan.

After being reminded, the other four players reached into the tent's equipment bag and grabbed two short spears each.

"To be honest, after following boss Jonathan and fighting monsters all day, I haven't really tried out the new skills in real combat. Now's the perfect time," said Honeydew, a club player, with a mischievous smile on her face.

Although it looked like the Magic Grips they had created were a bit shaky, Honeydew knew it was all an illusion.

Under the impetus of Spiritual Power, these Magic Grips distributed around the body could totally unleash a strength that most Mages at this level couldn't.

Just now, she had directly created a Magic Grip, put on a waterproof coat, and went out to draw the enemy's attention.

The Shadow Wolf Guard couldn't bite through even with one bite, which showed just how formidable the created Magic Grip really was.

"These wolves have quite a bit of fur on them, always reminds me of the cat I keep at home. Too bad the cat can't enter the game through the gaming pod," Honeydew chuckled lightly.

Siria stayed silent, only gripping her Longsword more tightly in her hand.

She was a smart person, feeling something was amiss at the first moment, she switched to the player group chat to check.

Sure enough, she saw that this man wasn't being very discreet about targeting her.

She quickly understood the situation.

"The newbies who haven't leveled up yet, don't take action. It's not easy to accumulate that bit of experience, leave the rest to us," said Cai Ketongshen, barely mustering up some energy and rubbing his temples, before grabbing his iron spear from the side.

He believed in the adage "an inch longer, an inch stronger." Unable to practice marksmanship in reality, no matter. With deep blue skill points, fear nothing.

The other players nodded.

They were seasoned players, not about to cause trouble at a time like this.

...

By now, the camp outside was in utter chaos.

Realizing they'd been discovered by the Humans, the Shadow Wolves no longer thought of concealing their intent and launched an attack immediately.

They couldn't understand how they'd been exposed so quickly, nor were they aware of the existence of players in this world. Due to the information gap, the advantage they had meticulously planned only resulted in the killing of a single Upright Ape.