Chapter 1491: Chapter 1007: Intimidating the Whole Field (Mainly Playing with Star Iron Today)
Duanmu Huai strode forward slowly, staring at the enemy before him, feeling the blood in his veins boiling with exhilaration.
He loved to fight. He loved tornting his foes even more. Destruction, slaughter, death—every aspect of it brought Duanmu Huai an indescribable sense of joy. As the God of Destruction, every act of carnage and annihilation filled him with unparalleled ecstasy and pleasure.
Especially when it involved soone like this blondie in front of him, with that sleazy host-club face, acting all high and mighty. Handso? So what? Didn’t I just smash your face into this pathetic bloody ss!
What, you think being handso can put food on the table?!
What’s the use of being handso?!
If I want to bash your head in, all it takes is one swing of my hamr, isn’t it?!
Yeah, that’s a fact, absolutely not due to the jealousy of a guy with only three points in Charm.
“Hoo…”
Duanmu Huai exhaled deeply, dragging his War Hamr as he slowly walked toward Lessa. The Undead Birds’ innate ability was indeed impressive. Although Duanmu had sowhat held back, one strike was still enough to blow out his internal organs. Yet now, Lessa was already staggering to his feet, staring at Duanmu in sheer terror. He tried to back away, only to trip over the rubble behind him and collapse to the ground.
“No, don’t co any closer!!”
Staring in terror at the silent Steel Warrior advancing toward him like the embodint of a Shinigami, Lessa was utterly paralyzed with fear. He had never imagined he would experience such dread—not the fear of death, no, because he now understood that there were fates far worse than death in this world!
“Stay away!!! AAAAAHHHH!!!”
As Duanmu Huai pressed forward again, Lessa’s sanity finally shattered. Screaming wildly, he raised his hands, unleashing a torrent of explosive flas in desperation toward the Steel Warrior before him—even so, the howling wind instantly tore through the flas. The massive, pitch-black War Hamr brushed past Lessa’s ear, smashing into the small hill behind him with earth-shattering force.
“BOOM!!!!”
The ten-ter-high hill exploded instantly, reduced to flat ground. Shards of rock scattered in every direction, pelting Lessa, though he could no longer pay them any attention. For in that mont, the dark Steel Warrior had already arrived in front of him—and then, a fist slamd into Lessa’s face.
“SPLAT!”
The steel gauntlet was like a Heavy Hamr, brutally crushing into Lessa’s cheekbone, shattering it into pulp. The flesh on his face was torn apart by the sheer impact, and several dozen teeth mixed with blood sprayed from his wide-open mouth.
For an ordinary person, this blow alone would have been fatal. But fortunate—or perhaps unfortunate—for Lessa, his Undying Body saved him. He wasn’t even allowed the unconscious bliss of escaping the searing pain. Instead, his shattered face rapidly regenerated, only for the unbearable agony to surge through him anew the next instant.
“AAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!”
Lessa finally scread in agony. But just as his “Aaa” escaped his lips, Duanmu drove another punch directly into his chest. Ribs shattered, lungs burst, and his cry was abruptly replaced by a cascade of blood gushing from his mouth.
And yet—to an ordinary Demon, long since a mortal wound—even this injury was redied once more by the power of the Undying Body, as Lessa’s vitality painstakingly nded his obliterated organs.
But this was only the beginning.
“Ora Ora Ora Ora Ora Ora Ora!!!”
What followed was a hurricane of punches, raining upon Lessa’s body with relentless ferocity. His arms were broken, his body crushed, his innards pulverized. Yet even with such an onslaught—within the constraints of the ranking ga’s rules unless Duanmu directly crushed Lessa’s skull or heart—the power of the Undead Birds left Lessa no escape. He was trapped, forced to endure the unending agony.
“No… stop… please…”
By now, Lessa was completely consud by pain and despair. Yes, theoretically, the Phoenix Family’s immortality could be overco—perhaps with a divine Critical Hit or by attacking until the opponent’s mind collapsed. But in practice, achieving this was nearly impossible for most.
Yet now… he finally realized just how soul-crushingly terrifying this torture was!
At first, Lessa tried to hold on. After all, as a proud mber of the Phoenix Family, he couldn’t allow himself to beg for rcy. But soon, the unimaginable pain shattered his Willpower outright. The honor, dignity, and legacy of the Phoenix Family—all beca aningless. The only thing he wanted was escape from this relentless cycle of rebirth and tornt, a release from this eternal suffering.
In the end, it was Duanmu Huai who granted him liberation from this near-endless pain.
“BOOM!!”
With a final, ferocious punch from Duanmu, Lessa’s body was sent flying. Before hitting the ground, his figure flashed brightly and disappeared entirely.
Soon after, the voice of a maid echoed over the broadcast.
“‘King’ Lessa is incapacitated. The ranking ga is over. Liliath Gimonri is victorious.”
At this mont, the outco of the ranking ga was decided.
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