Tyrant's Arrival, You Want to Surrender Before I've Had Enough?

A barbarian, actually losing to a Human in a pure clash of strength.

And his opponent was merely Silver Beginner!!

Defeated in front of everyone, immense shame spread through the barbarian chief's heart.

Biting his teeth, enduring the searing pain from his chest and back, the bull-like barbarian struggled to his feet.

His bloodshot eyes were filled with savage killing intent, like an enraged bull, his berserk aura even more ferocious than before.

Kill!!

Roaring to the sky, he charged at Loren again.

Barbarians never retreat!!

After activating his S-class skill, Demon Frenzy, Loren felt himself sink into a special state.

The powerful energy surging within him made him crave battle, crave slaughter.

Bloodlust was a Demon's nature, something even an angel's descent couldn't erase.

In fact, if Loren's mental strength wasn't strong enough, he would have lost control by now, falling into an extremely frenzied killing spree.

Seeing the barbarian chief charge again, his fighting spirit immediately surged.

A hint of a terrifying, devilish killing intent flickered across his handsome face.

His aura instantly changed, the Dark Great Demon King had arrived!!

The enraged barbarian's right fist whistled through the air, its terrifying power capable of smashing a brown bear.

Under the gaze of all, Loren's eyes blazed with arrogance as he met the barbarian chief's right fist with his own!

Steel Breaker Slash!

Focusing all his strength through his mental power, he unleashed it.

His trump card revealed once more!

Bang~

The moment their fists collided, an invisible wave of energy erupted.

The surrounding crowd felt a pressure in their chests, then heard a crisp cracking sound, followed by the barbarian chief's pained roar, like a dying beast.

The Gold Grade bull's arm was directly shattered in the exchange!!!

The immense recoil was too much for even the Silver Beginner Loren to bear, and with a crack, his right hand also fractured along with the barbarian chief's.

But unlike the barbarian chief, the searing pain in his hand only enraged Loren, who was in the throes of Demon Frenzy, his chest erupting with killing intent.

After the collision, before the barbarian chief could even react.

Loren let out a low growl.

Instead of retreating from the pain of his broken arm, he advanced.

Closing the distance!

His left hand shot out with lightning speed, clamping onto the barbarian chief's neck, and a terrifying power, like a volcanic eruption, burst forth again.

As the barbarian chief cried out in pain and tried to counter, an irresistible force, like a collapsing mountain, slammed down on his neck, instantly throwing his body off balance.

He was sent reeling backward.

Bang~

Loren slammed the barbarian chief's massive body onto the floor, gripping his neck with absolute dominance.

Blood sprayed from the chief's mouth, splashing several meters high.

The bluestone floor beneath them cracked into dozens of spiderweb-like fissures.

The scene was incredibly exaggerated and horrifying.

Loren pulled himself up.

Looking at the heavily wounded barbarian chief, who was still struggling to rise and resist, he gritted his teeth against the pain of his broken right hand and bent down, grabbing the bull-like barbarian's ankle with his left hand.

Then, his body coiled like a compressed spring, unleashing boundless power.

He directly lifted the barbarian chief, who stood two meters tall.

Like swinging a snake by its tail, Loren

violently slammed the barbarian chief onto the ground.

Bang~

The bluestone floor shattered!

Fragments of stone flew out dozens of meters.

The barbarian chief felt a wave of intense pain and dizziness, blood gushing from his mouth again.

But his formidable physique hadn't rendered him incapable of fighting.

He raged, wanting to struggle and resist, but in the next second, Loren lifted him up again and smashed him down.

Bang~

Bang~

Bang~

Blood mixed with shattered stones flew everywhere; the scene was violently extreme.

After smashing him down more than ten times, the ground within a ten-meter radius around Loren had completely cracked, like a meteorite impact, with dense, spiderweb-like fissures.

Seeing this, the surrounding crowd's eyes widened, their mouths agape, their hearts filled with nothing but shock.

Bang~

After another smash, Loren roared and forcefully threw the barbarian chieftain towards the iron cage.

The bloody and mangled barbarian chieftain flew in through the open iron cage door, splat—hitting the ground and dragging a bloody trail several meters long before stopping.

Upon a closer look, the barbarian chieftain was now only vaguely humanoid, barely recognizable as not a monster.

As for his consciousness, it was long gone.

He coughed up blood repeatedly, and after struggling a few times, he no longer had the strength to get up, with only his muscles twitching unconsciously.

Inside the iron cage, dozens of barbarians stared blankly as their chieftain fell to the ground.

Their chieftain. Had been beaten into this state by a Human?

Covered in blood, like an Archdemon, no, Loren was a demon as he stood before everyone, under everyone's gaze.

Thump~

Thump~

Step by step, he walked to the open iron cage.

He indifferently gazed at the group of Highland Barbarians.

Though he didn't speak, he made everyone feel a bone-chilling cold.

Seeing that Loren hadn't stopped and was walking towards the barbarian chieftain, the barbarians gritted their teeth.

"Enough!! You demon, we... we surrender!!"

Hearing this, Loren finally stopped. He looked at all the barbarians with a regretful expression, then his eyes showed a hint of longing and madness.

"You want to surrender before I've even had my fill of fighting?"

With a sinister grin, he charged at the dozens of barbarians inside the iron cage under everyone's watchful eyes.

Like a fierce tiger entering a sheep pen.

Even the Gold Grade barbarian chieftain was crushed in his clash with Loren; how could this group of Bronze Grade barbarians withstand his onslaught?

Stimulated by his Archdemon Bloodline, Loren descended into madness.

Bang~

Screech~

The scene that followed left the surrounding Nobles completely stunned.

A Silver Grade youth, no older than seventeen or eighteen.

He was destroying them one punch at a time with an invincible posture.

He single-handedly annihilated the entire barbarian tribe.

Yes, with Silver Grade power, he overturned a tribe!

In the end, all fifty-odd barbarians in the iron cage were overturned while wailing.

Not a single one stood!

Looking at Loren, he seemed like a God of War descended before the Twilight of the Gods, his noble robes stained blood-red.

On his exquisitely handsome face, blood dripped down, even emitting a faint heat.

Amidst the bloody terror, there was a captivating charm.

A Tyrant!!

As Loren stepped out of the iron cage over the fallen bodies of the barbarians, the surrounding Nobles fell into a deathly silence.

The portly steward's mouth hung open, unable to close, saliva even flowing down and wetting his chest without him noticing.

Only one thought echoed in his mind: How is this possible?!

Those were Highland Barbarians!! Barbarians who could tear monsters apart with their bare hands and wrestle brown bears!

And they were all crippled by a Silver Grade Human!

And on top of that, dozens of Bronze Grade barbarians were taken down too!!

The younger Nobles' eyes were wide with shock.

Could the descendants of the Orchid Family all be this powerful??

The Goddess above!!!

They dared to bet this was the craziest scene they had ever witnessed in their lives, and that guy was the craziest Noble!!

From now on, they must never oppose this Demon. Otherwise, they would surely be beaten to death alive.

The curly-haired Noble and the blonde Noble exchanged glances again, the shock in their eyes impossible to conceal. They felt as if their faces had been slapped swollen.

How could someone like that be looked down upon by them!!

Even if he wasn't a descendant of the Orchid Family, this young man was enough to be called a dragon among men, shining so brightly it was blinding!!

The bright moon hung high in the sky, radiating immense light!

How could they be worthy of looking down on him?

If this guy could be looked down upon, then what were they?

The immense shame made the two men almost cover their faces and flee.

The President of the Jasmine Flower Merchant Guild, Robert, and Anor, who had just awakened his bloodline, had their worries crushed at that moment.

Their eyes revealed extreme admiration.

Lord Loren is truly too strong!

Goddess above, perhaps they had truly struck it rich this time. Meeting Lord Loren and becoming his subordinate was the greatest fortune of their lives!

With that thought, the two held their heads high, their faces filled with extreme pride, feeling honored by association.

At this moment, they wished the whole world knew that Loren had won.

And they were Lord Loren's subordinates, the most loyal subordinates!!

The people most stimulated among them were not the surrounding Nobles, nor the fat steward of the Black Feather Merchant Association, and certainly not Robert and Anor.

It was Loren's greatest security guarantee—Fiana.

This girl, with her cold gaze, her entire body tensed to the extreme, ready to unleash her full strength to rescue him at any moment.

Seeing Loren return triumphantly, treading on blood, she felt her world collapse.

What had happened to this world??

That was a Gold Grade Barbarian Chieftain!

Loren was only Silver Grade!

A Silver Grade clashing with a Gold Grade was a battle that could never be won.

But now, such an extreme reversal had occurred!

Loren, whom she had already seen through, was now suddenly veiled in an incredibly mysterious aura.

Could this man, who was like a Tyrant now, be the true Loren?

Looking at the brilliant, exceptionally handsome, and extraordinary young man, she was unable to recover for a long time.