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Chapter 241 - 229: Suppression and Crushing! Hard mouth? Eternal cruel punishment! (1/3)

Chapter 241: Chapter 229: Suppression and Crushing! Hard mouth? Eternal cruel punishment! (1/3)

But Fika had barely taken two steps when a blood-soaked hand suddenly grabbed its ankle!

Looking down, it saw Chu Feng lying on the ground, looking up at it with a sinister smile smeared in blood that sent shivers down its spine, "Thinking of running? Too late! Come back here!"

With a fierce roar, Chu Feng stood up abruptly and with a loud "boom," he yanked Fika down to the ground!

"Let’s you and I fight to the death!"

He laughed maniacally, leaping onto the frantically enraged Fika, and without even bothering to defend himself, he activated the Sun Destroying Heart Palm, punching Fika’s head, face, and body relentlessly!

"Madman, you lunatic! Let go of me! Get lost!" (Magic Race Language)

Fika screamed in horror like a grossly violated tank, waving its hands wildly trying to block Chu Feng’s brutal punches, lifting its knees and fiercely striking Chu Feng!

But Chu Feng didn’t care at all.

I’d earn hundreds of Attribute Points in minutes, ’Vitality, Energy, and Spirit’ maxed out just like that, afraid of your petty moves?

Even when Fika exploded again, making a ring of fire blast him away, he chose to take severe damage just to stick close to Fika!

I will entangle you to death; let’s see how you use your magic!

Try using it, show me!

One of his hands was tightly gripping Fika’s neck while the other, punching one after another relentlessly at the head and other vital spots, his knees violently thrusting at Fika’s groin!

The two giants entangled wildly, their thrashing bodies shaking the ground and carving deep ravines, an intense scene that left Li Dongjiang and Hong Ye beside them utterly stunned.

These two had no grace whatsoever, and they were truly going all out!

Even the ground was cracked by them!

Little did they know, as a priest of the Fire Ritual Spirit Demon, Fika used to show great decorum in battles, typically engaging in distant magic assaults, never having fought in such a barbaric brawl!

But for Chu Feng... what is decorum, is it edible?

He smashed another punch on Fika’s face, suddenly his eyebrows arched high with a delighted smile, while Fika turned stark white and, spitting out yellow teeth, let out a terrified scream.

It turned out Chu Feng’s punch, filled with Fist Edge, actually broke through the protection of the Demon Ancestor’s Power, both Fist Edge and protection obliterated, smashing Fika’s demonic teeth on half of its mouth!

This punch broke through the defense!

Chu Feng shouted in delight, "Damn, broke through your turtle shell, hahaha! Old dog, it’s time for you to die!"

"No! No! No!!" (Magic Race Language)

Accompanied by Fika’s screams, Chu Feng’s punches became faster and more ruthless, breaching each layer of the Demon Ancestor’s Power’s protection, heavily slamming into Fika.

The Demon Ancestor’s Power enveloping Fika weakened visibly, its injuries growing more severe, its retaliatory power diminishing.

Finally, after swinging a certain punch.

"Bang!"

The dim blue shield formed by the Demon Ancestor’s Power suddenly brightened up like brittle glass and then shattered into a shower of glowing fragments slowly dissipating in the air.

Demon Ancestor’s Power, annihilated!

"My God! Please forgive me! My God-Given Power!" (Magic Race Language)

Fika wailed in agony. Although Chu Feng couldn’t understand, the tone alone thrilled him immensely.

He raised his fist again, its terrifying Fist Edge flashing as he was about to smash down hard, but Fika’s body suddenly shrank and disappeared from his grip.

He paused, then quickly realized.

The Demon Ancestor’s Power was gone, Fika had reverted to its original form!

Looking down, he saw the tiny, naked Fika trying to get up at his feet.

"Thinking of running? Old dog!"

Chu Feng sneered, stomping down hard, and then grinding his foot fiercely!

"Boom boom!"

The massive foot pressed deep into the soft ground with one stomp, flattening a large area.

When he lifted his foot, he saw Fika barely breathing in the pit, its body limp.

It was just its bad luck to have endured too long with Chu Feng. While the Demon Ancestor’s Power shattered, its own magic power was nearly depleted, making it unable to withstand the monstrous strength of the giant Chu Feng.

It was only because Chu Feng deliberately held back a bit that he didn’t squash it into a pulp right there and then.

As for why he spared this creature’s life... it certainly wasn’t to let it go!

Chu Feng retracted "Law of Heaven and Earth", and his figure suddenly shrank, returning to the size of a normal person.

He casually took a spare set of clothes from Grotto Heaven, put it on, shook his head forcefully to dispel the dizziness caused by the dramatic change of perspective, and grabbed Fika from the ground, asking coldly,

"Answer my questions, and I’ll grant you a quick death! Why did you massacre Grey Vulture Camp? What was that sphere that appeared above the fire after those warriors were sacrificed?"

Fika struggled to lift his swollen eyelids, looked at Chu Feng with the only eye that could still see, and suddenly spat out weakly.

Little specks of spittle landed on Chu Feng’s face with the battlefield’s breeze.

Fika smiled weakly yet triumphantly, his mouth split open, revealing a sea of blue within his broken, disgusting teeth: "Despicable... disgusting... Human Race!"

"You can... kill me, but I, Fika... will never... answer your... any... questions!"

"Kill me! I will return... to the realm of the gods!"

Chu Feng raised his hand, slowly wiping off the saliva on his face, and looked at Fika, who was hanging his head with a still resentful gaze, and suddenly smiled brightly.

He placed his hand on Fika’s head, watching Fika gradually panic as his reaction did not meet his expectations, and chuckled softly,

"I particularly like tough guys like you with strong mental resilience and especially hard bones; you might bring me a lot of fun.

"Watch carefully, don’t blink; I’ll show you firsthand your own Magic Race’s methods, the so-called most terrifying punishment in the world!

"Last advice: don’t die, whatever you do!"

Fika stared at him in rage and was about to speak when suddenly, his face twisted to the extreme, emitting a shrill scream!

"No! No! Kill me! Oh God, kill me!" (Magic Race Language)

Because it suddenly felt countless tiny swords emerging in its Mental Sea, shredding its spiritual power into tiny, dust-like fragments, inch by inch, bit by bit!

This was a pain beyond any creature’s limit to endure, far more agonizing and terrifying than physical dismemberment!

What’s more terrifying, it would be forced to remain conscious and taste this pain until its spiritual power was completely scattered; it couldn’t even commit suicide!

Only when Chu Feng had completely diced its spiritual power, leaving no fragment intact, could it finally find peace!

If Chu Feng were more cruel, after dicing, he could leave a piece of spiritual power as the soul core, letting it slowly recover, only to repeat the previous ordeal...

Then, it would endure this agony until the very last moment of its life!

This indeed was the most cruel punishment in the world!

Seeing it crying and howling in pain, Chu Feng couldn’t help but curl the corners of his mouth as a strong sense of vengeance surged in his heart.

This technique was learned from "Spirit Slaying Sword", which had also been elevated to Peak Perfection!

In fact, "Spirit Slaying Sword" wasn’t considered a magic but was derived from confiscated Magic Race materials, a simple, pure method of attack by mental power.

This mental battle technique doesn’t manipulate external natural energy or use internal magic power, relying solely on solidified mental power to directly attack another’s mental power.

Once used, one of the parties’ mental power would be severely damaged.

Of course, with Chu Feng’s style of boosting the "Spirit" attribute to the extreme in every realm, the injured party would only be others.

He learned when obtaining the "Spirit Slaying Sword" at Yan University’s Combat Technique Research Institute that the Magic Race favored similar methods for torturing Human Race prisoners.

The efficiency of this technique was very high, hardly any tough guy could withstand such pain, and most prisoners would spew out everything they knew in excruciating agony, exploited by the Magic Race.

Now, Chu Feng using this technique on Fika was indeed a case of an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth!

Watching the agonizing struggle of Fika, Chu Feng sneered, "When you did this to the Human Race in those days, perhaps they also begged like this, right? So, what did you all do then?

"Speak quickly, let me learn well!"

Fika was struck speechless, this painful torment was nearly unbearable for anyone to endure till the end, so naturally, they all spilled the beans!

What, to learn how to break my defenses?

It endured a while longer, trying to suppress the agony, but eventually, it couldn’t take it anymore, its soul trembling with pain, it pleaded in Longhua Language:

"I’ll talk, I’ll talk! Please, stop torturing me! Let me die quickly!!"