Chapter 189: Overpowered (a) (2/2)

”Ugh! My hand!” Benjamin cried out loud as blood surged out of his recently created severe wound profusely. Throbbing veins appeared on his temple, and redness flushed his face and scarlet eyes. He had lost his right hand, the one he used to shake his stuff! It was his precious friend that made many of his nights pleasurable and memorable! The mental pain at the loss of a man's right hand was more than the physical pain.

”Oh, man, you scream like a sissy. It's pretty distasteful and itching me to wring your neck, you know?” Elliot said as he started to walk up to him, one step at a time. Hundreds of enemies surrounded him, yet he was acting like he was taking a stroll in a garden.

Hundreds of pairs of scarlet eyes turned towards him, each brimming with hatred and killing intent. Where the hell had this person come from, and why was he so damn strong?

”Take revenge for our leader!” Bravo exclaimed.

”As long as we have his head, it's our win.”

”He will grow up to become a pain in the ass for our brethren. We must kill him, here and now.”

Dozens of Serpentine Devils charged ahead as one and attacked him. Suddenly, earth wrapped around Elliot's legs, immobilizing him. Right at that very moment, four people charged at him from each side, dark swords tinged with green poison held in their hands.

”Give up your head!”

They leaped towards him with such force that they left behind a footprint in the ground and reached close to him in an instant. However, before they could swing their weapons at him, Eliot smirked, and right then, wings opened behind him, smashing into the eight of them. It happened so suddenly that they weren't able to guard against it, and they got embarrassedly thrown away.

”You fools are courting death!” Grace angrily dived down towards them, stamping her flesh on them, turning them into meat paste. How dare these peasants attack her mastering her presence?! She was mad, extremely angry.

”Awolowo!” By that time, the alpha, along with the rest of its pack of nightmare wolves, had climbed up the cliff. And they instantly pounced on the serpentine devils closest to them. There were several hundreds of them, so the disorganized and disheveled serpentine devils fell prey to them.

On the other hand, Grace swept the ones that tried to gang up on her master.

Thanks to her help, Elliot had all the time in his hands to have fun with Benjamin.

”A thousand men using a thousand weapons to kill a single boy! Yet, still failing! How disgraceful! Did you think I was easy to bully?”

Elliot said to Benjamin, who stepped away from him in horror. He was 30 years old while Elliot was a boy in his teens, yet there was such a drastic difference in their strength! A boy? He was more like a devil in a human skin.

A gust of wind swept across the ravaged cliff, and suddenly Elliot vanished from Benjamin's gaze. The very next moment, cold, inhuman-like hands clamped around his neck, along with that, chains wrapped around his limbs, immobilizing him.

Benjamin didn't even realize what just happened before it happened because Elliot had used such explosive and graceful footwork that they reached beyond the limits of his comprehension.