A barbarian had lost to a human in a clash of pure strength.
And his opponent was only a Silver Beginner!!
Defeated in front of everyone, the Barbarian Chieftain was consumed by overwhelming shame.
The bull of a man gritted his teeth, enduring the searing pain in his chest and back as he sprang to his feet.
His bloodshot eyes blazed with savage murderous intent. Like a furious bull, his aura was even more violent than before.
Kill!!
He roared at the sky, then charged at Loren once more.
Barbarians never retreated!!
After activating his S-rank skill, Demon Frenzy, Loren felt himself slip into a peculiar state.
The immense power surging through him left him yearning for battle, yearning to kill.
Bloodlust was in a demon's nature. Not even the descent of an angel could erase it.
If Loren's mental strength hadn't been strong enough, he would have already lost control and fallen into a murderous frenzy.
Now that he saw the Barbarian Chieftain charging at him again, his battle lust surged at once.
A hint of wicked, chilling murderous intent appeared on his handsome face.
His aura shifted abruptly. The Dark Great Demon King had arrived!!
The furious barbarian's right fist whooshed through the air, its terrifying strength enough to crush a brown bear.
With all eyes on them, Loren looked wild and defiant as he met the Barbarian Chieftain's right fist head-on with his own.
Steel Breaker Slash!
He concentrated all his strength through his mental power and unleashed it.
His trump card appeared once more!
Bang~
The instant their fists collided, an invisible shock wave erupted.
The people nearby felt their chests tighten. Then came a crisp crack, followed by the Barbarian Chieftain's anguished, beastlike roar.
The arm of this Golden Grade bull of a man had been shattered in the clash!!!
The tremendous recoil was too much for Loren, a Silver Beginner, to withstand. With a crack, his right hand broke too, just like the Barbarian Chieftain's.
But unlike the Barbarian Chieftain, the pain in Loren's hand only enraged him further in his demonic frenzy. The murderous intent in his chest nearly erupted.
In the instant after the collision, before the Barbarian Chieftain could react,
Loren let out a low growl.
Despite the agony of his broken arm, he pressed forward instead of retreating.
He closed the distance!
His left hand shot out like a bolt of lightning and clamped around the Barbarian Chieftain's neck. Once again, terrifying power erupted like a volcano.
The Barbarian Chieftain tried to fight back through the pain, but a force like a collapsing mountain suddenly bore down on his neck. His balance vanished at once.
He toppled backward.
Bang~
Loren slammed the Barbarian Chieftain's massive body into the floor by the neck, his stance utterly domineering.
Blood sprayed from the barbarian's mouth with a wet splat, arcing several meters into the air.
Dozens of cracks spread through the blue-stone floor beneath him like a spiderweb.
The sight was astonishingly brutal.
Loren rose to his feet.
The Barbarian Chieftain had been gravely wounded, but was still struggling to get up and fight back. Ignoring the agony of his broken right hand, Loren bent down and grabbed the bull of a man by the ankle with his left hand.
Then his bent body unleashed boundless strength, like a spring compressed to its limit.
He lifted the two-meter-tall Barbarian Chieftain
and swung him into the air!
As if gripping a snake by the tail and slamming it against the ground,
Loren swung the Barbarian Chieftain up and smashed him down with brutal force.
Bang~
The blue-stone floor shattered!
Fragments of stone flew dozens of meters in every direction.
The Barbarian Chieftain felt a wave of pain and dizziness wash over him. Blood sprayed from his mouth again.
But his powerful physique kept him from losing the ability to fight.
Furious, he tried to struggle free, but the next second Loren swung him into the air again and slammed him down.
Bang~
Bang~
Bang~
Blood and chunks of stone exploded into the air. The scene was brutally violent.
After swinging him down more than ten times, Loren had shattered the floor within a radius of more than ten meters. It looked as if a meteor had struck, with a dense web of cracks spreading everywhere.
The onlookers stared wide-eyed, mouths agape. They were so horrified that they couldn't feel anything else.
Bang~
After another slam, Loren roared and hurled the Barbarian Chieftain toward the iron cage.
The mangled Barbarian Chieftain flew through the open cage door. With a wet thud, he hit the ground and skidded several meters, leaving a bloody trail before coming to a stop.
When they looked closely, the Barbarian Chieftain had been reduced to little more than a vaguely human shape. It was barely possible to tell he wasn't a monster.
As for his consciousness, it had long since faded.
Blood poured from his mouth. After struggling several times, he no longer had the strength to rise. In the end, only his muscles twitched unconsciously.
Inside the iron cage, dozens of barbarians stared blankly at their fallen chieftain.
Their chieftain had been beaten into this state by a human??
Stained with blood and looking like a demon from the abyss—no, Loren was a demon himself—as everyone watched,
step, step~
step, step~
he walked toward the open cage, one step at a time.
He gazed impassively at the Highland Barbarians.
He didn't say a word, yet he made everyone feel a bone-deep chill.
Seeing that Loren still hadn't stopped and was still heading toward the Barbarian Chieftain, the barbarians clenched their teeth.
"Enough!! You demon, we surrender!!"
Only then did Loren stop. He looked at all the barbarians with regret in his eyes, then a hint of longing and madness crept into his gaze.
"I haven't had enough of beating you, and you want to surrender?"
He finished with a savage grin, then charged at the dozens of barbarians inside the iron cage as everyone watched.
A tiger charging into a flock of sheep.
Even the Golden Grade Barbarian Chieftain had been crushed in his clashes with Loren. How could these barbarians, all Bronze Grade, possibly withstand his assault?
Stimulated by the Archdemon Bloodline, Loren had fallen into a frenzy.
Bang~
Rip~
The sight that followed left the surrounding nobles completely dumbfounded.
A Silver Grade boy, no older than seventeen or eighteen,
struck down his opponents one by one with an invincible air.
Alone, he had crushed the entire barbarian tribe.
That was right—with Silver Grade strength, he had taken down an entire tribe!
In the end, all fifty-odd barbarians inside the iron cage were knocked down, howling.
Not one remained standing!
As for Loren, he seemed like a God of War descending before Twilight of the Gods. His noble's robe had been dyed crimson with blood.
Blood trickled down his exquisitely handsome face, and wisps of steam even rose from it.
Amid the bloodshed and terror, he possessed an allure that made hearts flutter.
Tyrant!!
As Loren stepped over the fallen barbarians and walked out of the iron cage, the surrounding nobles fell into deathly silence.
The fat steward stood with his mouth hanging open, unable to close it. He didn't even notice the drool running down his chin and soaking his chest.
Only one thought echoed in his mind: How could this be?!!
Those were Highland Barbarians!! Barbarians who could tear apart Magic Beasts with their bare hands and wrestle brown bears naked!!
And a Silver Grade human had beaten them into cripples!!
And dozens of Bronze Grade barbarians had been dragged into it as well!!
The young nobles stared wide-eyed, their faces filled with horror.
Could every descendant of the Orchid Family really be this powerful??
Goddess above!!!
They would swear that this was the craziest thing they had ever seen in their lives—and that Loren was the craziest noble they had ever met!!
They had better never cross this demon. Otherwise, he would beat them to death with his bare hands.
The curly-haired noble and the blond noble exchanged another glance. They couldn't hide their shock; they felt as though their faces had been slapped swollen.
How could they ever have looked down on someone like him?!
Even if he weren't a descendant of the Orchid Family, this young man was still a peerless talent, shining so brightly he was almost blinding!!
The bright moon hung in the sky, its light shining everywhere!
And they thought they had the right to look down on him?
If even this man could be scorned, then what did that make them?
Overwhelmed with shame, the two could barely keep from covering their faces and fleeing.
Robert, president of the Jasmine Flower Merchant Guild, and Anor, who had just awakened his bloodline, felt their earlier worries utterly crushed.
Their eyes filled with unrestrained admiration.
Lord Loren was truly incredible!
Goddess above, perhaps they really had struck it lucky this time. Meeting Lord Loren and becoming his subordinates was the greatest fortune of their lives!
At the thought, they lifted their heads high, their faces radiating pride. They felt honored to be associated with him.
At that moment, they wished the whole world could know that Loren had won.
And that they were Lord Loren's subordinates—his most loyal subordinates!!
The person most shaken of all wasn't one of the surrounding nobles, the fat steward from the Black Feather Merchant Association, or even Robert and Anor.
It was Loren's greatest protector—Fiana.
The cool-eyed girl had tensed every muscle, ready to unleash all her strength and rush to his rescue at any moment.
Watching Loren return in triumph, trampling through blood, she felt as if her whole world had collapsed.
What was happening to this world??
That had been a Golden Grade Barbarian Chieftain!
Loren was only Silver Grade!
A Silver Grade fighter taking on a Golden Grade fighter head-on was a battle no one could possibly win.
And yet the outcome had been turned on its head!
Loren, whom she had thought she knew so well, now seemed to be veiled in an unfathomable mystery.
Could this tyrant-like man be the real Loren?
Looking at that dazzling, impossibly handsome young man, she remained stunned for a long time, unable to come back to herself.
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