Chapter 224: A Witch’s Kiss Is Quite Nice
The spear shot out like a meteor.
The same spear that Eldritch had thrown, now flying back at him with even greater speed.
The three high-ranking Demon Beasts behind Eldritch, one level 80 and two level 79, were quite strong, but they couldn’t even track the spear’s trajectory. Only Eldritch, the strongest among them, could barely follow its movement, but it still seemed to teleport, its speed impossible to match.
This alone was enough for Eldritch to realize that this man was far more powerful than he had imagined.
He wanted to dodge, but he didn’t want to lose face in front of Ireta.
Gritting his teeth, Eldritch stepped forward, his large hand reaching out to catch the incoming spear.
He actually caught it.
Hiss… Hum!
The moment his hand made contact, a powerful force surged through the spear.
Eldritch’s expression changed. He felt a burning sensation in his palm as the spear rotated, its tip inching closer to his heart.
He stumbled backwards uncontrollably, his golden boots digging deep furrows in the ground. His back slammed against a tree, shattering it.
After retreating for dozens of meters, he roared, stomping his foot on the ground, creating a mound of earth behind him, his leg stiffening as he braced against the spear’s force.
The spearhead was almost touching the armor on his chest.
A long crack appeared on the hard armor, the spear almost piercing his heart.
Dark red blood dripped from the spearhead. The scales and skin on Eldritch’s palm had been torn, and the silver-white flames on the spearhead seared the wound, turning it black.
Excruciating pain shot through his body.
Damn it… How is this possible?
Eldritch was shocked. He had wanted to teach this arrogant human a lesson in front of Ireta, not taking him seriously at all, confident in his victory.
But now, he suddenly realized that this man was far stronger than he had imagined.
He was at a disadvantage from the very beginning.
Being injured in front of Ireta humiliated him, especially considering his previous arrogant boasts.
Eldritch was furious, his body trembling with rage.
He would retaliate, he would prove his strength.
However, Eldritch had forgotten one thing.
He might be unscrupulous and disregard the rules of knightly combat, but Qin Chu was no different.
Moreover, Qin Chu was in a foul mood and just wanted to beat someone up. He didn’t care about any rules.
And his opponent was a Demon Beast prince. Why bother with rules against a Demon Beast?
Evil must be eradicated.
Qin Chu, empowered by Rage Explosion, was incredibly powerful.
He was practically unstoppable. Although Eldritch was level 90, he had just reached that level. Compared to Qin Chu, who had the rich combat experience from his previous life, they weren’t on the same level at all.
At this moment, Eldritch saw a strange smile on Qin Chu’s face.
That smile made his hair stand on end.
An inexplicable fear filled him, and he instinctively wanted to drop the spear.
At the same time, Qin Chu snapped his fingers.
Snap!
“Explode!”
With the sound of his fingers snapping, the spear in Eldritch’s hand exploded.
The energy that had been infused into the spear erupted like a powerful bomb, sending scorching shards of metal flying in all directions, tearing through the air with a hissing sound.
Eldritch, being closest, bore the brunt of the explosion, his body sent flying. Countless metal fragments pierced through his silver armor.
The penetrating power was so great that even his specially forged armor couldn’t withstand it.
Blood seeped from beneath his armor.
And even worse, many fragments flew towards his face.
His handsome face was instantly mangled, covered in blood.
His face was ruined.
Well, Qin Chu didn’t like that face anyway.
And a fragment even pierced Eldritch’s left eye… Although he quickly closed his eyes, the Mana within his body churning, the sharp fragment still tore through his hastily erected defense, piercing his eyelid and entering his eye.
The excruciating pain made Eldritch scream.
Even he couldn’t withstand such an injury.
Too weak, Qin Chu thought, watching him, shaking his head.
Even at the same level 90, Eldritch’s combat power was fundamentally different from Wadsworth and those other old monsters.
Those old geezers had far more experience. Most importantly, they were cunning and wouldn’t be so arrogant in battle, wouldn’t leave themselves so exposed.
Eldritch was incredibly talented, his progress rapid, but this talent had also made him arrogant, and this arrogance was his greatest weakness.
And once Qin Chu seized upon this weakness, he wouldn’t give him a chance.
Whoosh…
Before Eldritch could recover from the pain, Qin Chu appeared before him, grabbed his neatly combed hair, and lifted him into the air.
Then, with a resounding crash, he slammed him into the ground.
Qin Chu held nothing back in this fight, every move filled with power.
Eldritch’s back slammed against the earth, the impact shattering the surrounding trees, creating a clearing dozens of meters wide.
He spat out a mouthful of blood.
Before he could even catch his breath, Qin Chu stomped on his stomach.
His tall body curled up like a shrimp, the ground beneath him cracking. The intense pain made his mouth form an “O,” and then, his nose was hit by a fist, his head slamming back against the ground.
Bang… Bang… Bang…
Eldritch’s body became a punching bag, enduring Qin Chu’s relentless assault.
Fists, wreathed in silver flames, rained down on his face… or rather, on his nose.
He focused on Eldritch’s nose, the bone quickly shattering.
Blood and mucus poured from his mangled nose, covering his face.
The fight, which had initially seemed like a clash between two powerful warriors, had devolved into a brutal street brawl… every punch landing with sickening force.
But the three high-ranking Demon Beasts behind them, and even Ireta, didn’t underestimate their conflict. The dark energy surging from Eldritch was enough to kill weaker beings, and even the sound of his roars could shatter the minds of ordinary experts. Every one of Qin Chu’s punches carried enough power to shake the earth, sending shockwaves rippling outwards.
Layers of earth were torn up and blown away by the force of the impact.
Throughout the entire process, Eldritch had no chance to retaliate, constantly suppressed by Qin Chu from the very beginning. He could endure the physical pain, but the humiliation, the spiritual and mental anguish, was unbearable, especially being beaten like this in front of Ireta. It almost drove him mad.
He howled like a beast, his remaining eye fixated on Qin Chu with venomous hatred, “Bastard…”
“You dare to hit me?”
“I am the Second Prince of the Demon Beasts…”
“The future Demon King…”
Bang!
Before he could finish, Qin Chu’s fist, wreathed in silver Battle Qi, smashed into his mouth.
The force, enough to shatter a mountain, broke several of Eldritch’s teeth, sending them flying along with blood and saliva.
His howls were cut short.
For Qin Chu, this was catharsis.
Eldritch was simply unlucky to have encountered him in such a foul mood.
He grabbed Eldritch by the hair, lifting his massive head, “Tell me, what is a Second Prince to me?”
Then… with a bang, he slammed Eldritch’s head against the ground.
A large crater appeared.
“The future Demon King? You?”
“Such a weak Demon King!”
Then, his expression turned strange, and he leaned close to Eldritch’s ear, whispering, “Hey, Eldritch, let me tell you something…”
“A Witch’s kiss… is quite nice.”
He wasn’t talking about Ireta, after all, he had only kissed her lips.
He just wanted to inflict pain on Eldritch, not just physical, but also mental.
It brought him a strange sense of pleasure.
But these words made Eldritch howl like a madman, his face contorted in agony. This was the most cruel, the most vicious attack.
Ahhhhhhh…
His screams were heart-wrenching.
“Kill him… Kill him…” Eldritch roared, ordering his three subordinates.
He had to kill this man, no matter the cost. Kill him, kill him, kill him!
With his command, the Harpy, the Snake Spirit, and the Raging Ape exchanged glances, then charged towards Qin Chu simultaneously.
They also feared his power, but they couldn’t disobey the Second Prince’s orders. They couldn’t just watch him be beaten to death.
The Harpy spread its wings, its sharp claws aimed at Qin Chu’s head.
The Snake Spirit opened its mouth, and a cloud of green venom spread around it.
The Raging Ape beat its chest with its massive fists, its huge body charging towards Qin Chu like a bulldozer.
Qin Chu glanced at the three Demon Beasts, a cold smile appearing on his lips.
These were three good experience packs.
“Anthea…”
He muttered, his voice almost manic, and flicked his wrist.
Three spear shadows shot out from his palm.
Anthea’s power.
The sharp spearheads instantly pierced through the Harpy in the air, and the chests of the Raging Ape and Snake Spirit on the ground.
Their bodies were pinned to the earth, and as they struggled, dark red chains erupted from the spear shadows, binding them tightly.
Qin Chu pressed his hand against the ground, and the Devourer extended its countless tentacles, covering the three high-ranking Demon Beasts.
This was an even more delicious feast than Dolgo.
Meanwhile, Qin Chu’s gaze remained fixed on the Second Prince:
“Hehe… Your Highness, the Second Prince…”
“Let me show you something. I think you’ll like it.”
As he spoke, he opened his palm. He was going to conduct an experiment.
Within his palm was a milky white sphere, a thin, crimson thread wriggling within it.