A Core Ship From The Start
Chapter 1491 - 1007: Intimidating the Whole Field (Mainly Playing with Star Iron Today)

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 tormenting 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 someone like this blondie in front of him, with that sleazy host-club face, acting all high and mighty. Handsome? So what? Didn’t I just smash your face into this pathetic bloody mess!

What, you think being handsome can put food on the table?!

What’s the use of being handsome?!

If I want to bash your head in, all it takes is one swing of my hammer, 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 Hammer as he slowly walked toward Lessa. The Undead Birds’ innate ability was indeed impressive. Although Duanmu had somewhat 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 come any closer!!"

Staring in terror at the silent Steel Warrior advancing toward him like the embodiment 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 flames in desperation toward the Steel Warrior before him—even so, the howling wind instantly tore through the flames. The massive, pitch-black War Hammer brushed past Lessa’s ear, smashing into the small hill behind him with earth-shattering force.

"BOOM!!!!"

The ten-meter-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 moment, the dark Steel Warrior had already arrived in front of him—and then, a fist slammed into Lessa’s face.

"SPLAT!"

The steel gauntlet was like a Heavy Hammer, 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 screamed 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 remedied once more by the power of the Undying Body, as Lessa’s vitality painstakingly mended 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 game’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 consumed by pain and despair. Yes, theoretically, the Phoenix Family’s immortality could be overcome—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 member of the Phoenix Family, he couldn’t allow himself to beg for mercy. But soon, the unimaginable pain shattered his Willpower outright. The honor, dignity, and legacy of the Phoenix Family—all became meaningless. The only thing he wanted was escape from this relentless cycle of rebirth and torment, 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 game is over. Liliath Gimonri is victorious."

At this moment, the outcome of the ranking game was decided.