If Pei Yan knew that his mockery not only failed to dampen the opponent's morale but rather ignited the raging fire of jealousy within them, he would probably have cried out for injustice, saying that half of his previous words were indeed mockery while the other half was the truth.
Regarding the death force absorbed from the fragnts of the Demon Race's origin, Pei Yan now had mixed feelings; the death force he released possessed its basic attributes, capable of rapidly decaying and annihilating objects and life, yet unlike other high-level demons, he could not wield additional attributes.
Originally, Pei Yan thought it was because he didn't absorb enough fragnts of the law, but until he woke up and absorbed another piece of the Demon Race's origin fragnt from Lelajin, he realized that was not the case. He could clearly sense the change in the attributes of his death force, but he simply couldn't manifest it.
Now, he was like a character from a martial arts novel, possessing great inner strength yet having no techniques to display, apart from releasing the death force at will to infect the surrounding things. The only benefit was that under the interweaving of several laws, he was almost immune to the erosion of all death forces below that of superior high-level demons.
While Pei Yan was sighing, staring at the death force in his palm, he caught sight of two figures attacking from left and right out of the corner of his eye. Seeing this, Pei Yan snorted with disdain, his left eye glead, and his figure vanished from the spot.
Utilizing the Instant Teleportation Technique, he turned around to look at the place where he had battled before. Watching Dassler, now missing a demon horn and exuding a soaring aura, he grinned: "Oh, sacrificing to the Demon God, huh! Too bad in the end, none of you had the courage to fight to the death like Friedrich. But that's fine; after all, my goal is to capture alive. You really wanted to sacrifice thoroughly and then kick the bucket; that would have been tricky for ."
As he spoke, Pei Yan's body slightly bent, his expression becoming hideous: "Since you have co so sincerely, I will muster so strength to play with you properly. Boundary Breakthrough, Tenfold Enhancent."
Just as the words were spoken, Pei Yan's silhouette vanished with a series of explosive sounds and reappeared behind Belina in a flash. Sensing danger, Belina wanted to dodge but was too late, so she had to imdiately enter a vaporized state. Pei Yan, without even looking, launched three punches, each creating a pocket of air. The three air pockets exploded instantly after entering the vaporized black mist, causing the vaporized air to expand rapidly, and faint screams of Belina echoed in the void.
Seizing the mont, Pei Yan flipped and kicked towards Dassler's head. In the blink of an eye, Dassler, too slow to react, could only raise his arms to protect his vitals and maximized his crystallized defense.
Boom! A muffled sound was heard, and Dassler's body was so fragile, it flew backward like a kicked soda can. Pei Yan, with his toes lightly tapping in the air, transford into a stream of light, arriving ahead of Dassler before he could stabilize himself, launching a kick at his back, then flicking his fingers, sending four or five blasts of air slashes towards the body, bouncing like a ball back and forth.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Continuous explosions resounded, and amidst the firelight, Pei Yan's silhouette reappeared, grabbing Dassler's wrist to steady his rapidly descending body, followed by a knee to the chest and an elbow hamr to his arched back.
Withdrawing his arm, Pei Yan grabbed the sole remaining demon horn on Dassler's head, snapping it outward, then, pulling at his neck, rained punches on his face like a storm, rendering Dassler dizzy and confused. Forced to his limits, Dassler roared, stretching his hand to grab the demon horn in Pei Yan's hand, intending to break it and go all out against Pei Yan!
Pei Yan wouldn't let him have his way, releasing his left hand, turning to grab Dassler's wrist, and, with a strong pull, swung his right hand, forming a light sword to slash down at his opponent.
Ah! Dassler scread, ignoring the pain of his severed arm, transforming into black mist, trying to flee, only to be infiltrated by wave after wave of gas, exploding within him, forcing him to relinquish his vaporized state and revert to human form, blood not even sprayed from his mouth before Pei Yan seized his throat.
Looking into those cold, heartless eyes, Dassler resignedly closed his eyes. In close combat, he was no match, in speed and strength he fell short, immune to death force, even wanting to drag the opponent into demise with a cycle curse, he didn't know their true na.
The Samikina Clan is just a bunch of fools! This isn't about targeting allies of the Disaster Legion; it's more like nurturing a nesis for the Demon Race!
At this point, what choice did he have but to accept his fate? Thinking of this, Dassler's clenched right hand gradually loosened, speaking hoarsely and mournfully, "Lord Shitang, please spare my family. I ca from poverty, achieved what I have through my endeavors and accumulated battle rits, hoping to ally with a direct family, but they disdain my origin, leaving to seek refuge with erging nobility. Aside from an old mother, I only have a sister at ho; they have no power to avenge or oppose a lord like you, I plead for rcy, spare them a way of survival, my life is at your disposal."
Surprised by Dassler's words, Pei Yan raised an eyebrow, releasing his grip on the other's throat, and pulled out two pairs of binding rings from his storage ring, tossing them into Dassler's hands, "Put them on yourself. Did you know about the operation to capture my brothers?"
Freed, Dassler didn't struggle, taking the binding rings and sarcastically said while placing them around his neck, "For soone like , lacking background and influence, only skilled in combat, even among erging nobility, I'm just on the sidelines. No one would consult us about such confidential matters."
Pei Yan nodded, watching Dassler barely maintain a hovering state after putting on the binding rings, said solemnly, "Wait below, I'll verify your statents later. As for your handling, I can't make the call. Plead to the victim, if he believes you and your family shouldn't die, then you can live."
Dassler nodded helplessly and descended. After dealing with him, Pei Yan turned to the dazed Belina on the other side with a slight smile, "And you? Planning to continue fighting?"
At this mont, Belina looked at Pei Yan like a mouse seeing a cat, trembling fiercely. It wasn't that he watched his teammate die indifferently but that everything happened so quickly. Who would have thought a superior demon could be toyed with like a child? Taken down so easily through a dazzling series of attacks.
Seeing Pei Yan shake his shoulders, ready to initiate another attack, Belina imdiately raised his arms and yelled, "I surrender, my lord, save yourself the trouble, give the shackles, I'll wear them myself."
Obediently taking the binding rings from Pei Yan, Belina ingratiatingly spoke while putting them on, "We truly had eyes but couldn't recognize a high figure. Actually, Lord, my background is even worse than Dassler's. I was completely dragged into all this by Dieterma's sches and have no clue about his plots. Can you, Lord, consider letting ..."
"Scram!"
"Oh, alright!"
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