Hero? Are You Worthy?
Chapter 347 - 222 The Taste of a Witch is Really Good (4)

Chapter 347: Chapter 222 The Taste of a Witch is Really Good (4)

The Long Spear slipped from his hand, like a meteor streaking across the sky.

The Long Spear, once thrown by Second Prince Edrich, returned at a speed faster than before.

Behind Edrich, the three high-level demons, one Level 80 and two Level 79, were all considerably strong, yet at this moment, they couldn’t even catch a glimpse of the trail of the Long Spear in mid-air. Only Edrich, with the greatest strength, could see it, but still, the spear seemed to jump through space, elusive as ever.

Just this move alone was enough to convince Edrich that the man opposite him was far stronger than he had imagined.

He wanted to dodge but didn’t want to lose face in front of Ireta.

Clenching his teeth, Edrich instead stepped boldly forward, his hand as large as a palm fan reaching out to grab the incoming Long Spear.

He really caught it.

Hiss...Buzz!

The moment Edrich’s palm barely touched the Long Spear, a shockwave, extreme in its intensity, surged from the spear.

Edrich’s expression changed as he felt the Long Spear rub fiercely against his palm, his whole hand burning hot. The spearhead kept rotating, advancing closer and closer to his heart.

His body uncontrollably staggered backwards under the impact.

The Golden War Boots scraped two deep grooves into the ground. With a loud bang, his back slammed against a large tree, shattering it instantly.

After retreating tens of meters, Edrich suddenly let out a furious shout, his leg forcefully stomping backward, causing a huge mound of earth to roll up behind him. His legs straightened, just barely withstanding the impact from the Long Spear.

Looking at the spearhead, it was already nearing the Armor on his chest.

The sharp energy left a long crack on the hard Armor, almost piercing through his heart.

The tip of the spear was covered in dark red blood, Edrich’s blood; the scales and skin of his palm were completely worn through by the Long Spear, and the silvery white flames contained in the spear even charred the wound black.

Waves of piercing pain continuously assaulted Edrich’s body and soul.

Damn it... how is this possible?

Edrich was shocked. He had intended to heavily teach this brash man a lesson in front of Ireta, never considering him a threat before this encounter, feeling confident he couldn’t lose no matter what.

But now, he suddenly realized this man’s strength was far greater than he had imagined.

The moment they clashed, he found himself at a disadvantage.

Being injured in front of Ireta was incredibly embarrassing for Edrich, especially considering his previous arrogant remarks, which now felt like slaps to his own face.

Edrich was furious, his body trembling.

He wanted to retaliate; he needed to prove how strong he really was.

But then, Edrich overlooked something.

He might disregard the rules and lack a knight’s spirit, but Qin Chu was hardly better.

Besides, Qin Chu was filled with frustration at the moment; he just wanted to beat someone, rules be damned.

The enemy in front of him was the Second Prince of Demons—who cares about rules when facing a demon?

Evil, deserving of universal condemnation.

In his Anger Burst state, Qin Chu’s strength was overwhelmingly tyrannical.

It was a power that could dominate the world. Although Edrich had reached Level 90, he had only just reached this level. In comparison, Qin Chu had abundant combat experience from his past life, putting them not even on the same level.

At that moment, Edrich suddenly glimpsed Qin Chu’s face, and on that face was a weird smile.

That smile sent chills down Edrich’s spine.

A nameless fear overwhelmed him, and instinctively, he wanted to throw away the Long Spear in his hand.

At the same time, Qin Chu crossed two fingers.

Snap!

"Burst!"

Along with the sound of the snap, the Long Spear tightly gripped in Edrich’s palm exploded instantly.

The energy constantly infused into the interior of the spear erupted like thousands of pounds of explosives, scattering incendiary metal fragments in all directions, tearing through the air with hissing noises.

Edrich, being the closest, bore the brunt of it; his body was blasted into the air by the explosive force of the Long Spear. Countless fragments pierced through his silvery white Battle Armor.

The penetrative power was exaggerated, such that even the Armor specially forged by Edrich couldn’t withstand it.

Blood flowed beneath the Armor.

Worse yet, many of the fragments headed straight for Edrich’s face.

In an instant, his handsome and elegant face was covered in bloody mush, the thick blood continuously rolling down his cheeks.

His handsome face was destroyed beyond recognition.

No helping it; seeing his face just rubbed Qin Chu the wrong way.

And it didn’t end there; a shard even aimed directly at Edrich’s left eye... Although Edrich promptly shut his eyes, the Demonic Qi inside him churning violently, the sharp fragment still tore through the hastily erected defenses, hissing as it cut into the soft eyeball through the tough eyelid.

The excruciating pain compelled Edrich to cry out continuously.

Such an injury, even Edrich couldn’t bear.

Too weak.

Edrich’s appearance made Qin Chu shake his head continuously.