Chapter 102 Underestimated



The enormous red eye closed, causing a bright red light to emerge, followed by a massive explosion that destroyed every piece of wood of the previously majestic theater.

Unlike the explosion, the red light could be seen throughout the entire city, causing a certain man with a cut tongue and a destroyed nose, but now with all his teeth recovered thanks to Krintoin energy, to start laughing. "Hahahahahhahahahahahahahhahahahaha, I told you! This is the sign! This was the end of your master, he turned into dust, Hahahahah!"

"Shut your filthy mouth," Amanda said, delivering a powerful kick straight to the man's groin, enough force to shatter a metal plate, causing him to lose his manhood for the second time in a single day.

This time, unlike the arrow shot, what he felt the most was a continuous pain that spread throughout his entire body, causing him to faint before even being able to scream.

"So, you two, shall we see what happened?" Freytan asked, with his back turned to both of them. Somehow, his presence seemed to have changed drastically, but neither Amanda nor Fiona felt the need to address it. One of them simply responded while leaping over Freytan.

"Of course, after all, it's quite obvious what happened, isn't it?" Fiona replied.

"Seeing the master beat up the biggest criminal... sounds cool," Amanda smiled, running ahead of the two and speaking as her voice slowly distanced itself, "The last one there will be in charge of cleaning the guild."

"Well, Freytan, you better run then," Fiona spoke, walking calmly.

"Hmmm, what are you talking about? You're also part of this, so move those legs of yours," Freytan ran after Amanda, saying, "You cheater, there's no way I'm cleaning up all that water."

The arm emerged from within a pile of debris, its body completely covered in golden energy, and the sound of cracking could be heard as it moved its neck. "Ouch, this might give me a stiff neck."

The ruins of the theater were shrouded in an aura of destruction. Debris scattered in all directions, with the rubble strewn across the floor like mute witnesses to the battle that had just taken place. The golden energy still pulsated around Dantalian's body, giving him an imposing and powerful aura.

The explosion that devastated the theater echoed in his ears, but the ringing gradually subsided, leaving behind a chaotic scene. A red mist emanated from the enormous red eye floating in the air, showing that Zaytren was still nearby.

The pillars and columns that once adorned the majestic facade of the theater were now mere piles of stones and debris. The sunlight, filtered through dark clouds, spilled over the desolate scenery, casting elongated shadows on the ruins.

Dantalian scratched his neck, trying to alleviate the discomfort of the stiff neck he had mentioned earlier. "This energy... Ah, there you are, you little rat!" Dantalian leaped off the pile of debris, running towards Zaytren's energy.

As he approached the source of the energy, he would see Zaytren emerge from the wreckage, examining the area with sharp eyes, realizing that Zaytren wouldn't be able to see him from where he was.

As he pondered what to do in this scene of destruction, where the blame would inevitably fall on him, Dantalian let out a sigh his expression revealed of dissatisfaction. He knew that the consequences of this battle were deeper than the physical ruins around him.

'That bastard... There's no other way; you must die, even if another substitute comes after you.'

Zaytren moved his body, releasing a sigh of pain. He jumped off the pile of debris with a smiling expression, saying, "Haha, so it really worked? Did he die? In the end, he wasn't so strong after all." Zaytren laughed at this moment and continued, "Finally, I will have my paradise. Nothing and no one can touch me now... but before that..."

Zaytren raised his arm, stating, "I need to confirm this. I don't want anything to ruin my paradise." He closed his palm, causing hundreds of green eyes to appear, floating in the air. Each iris looked in all directions around them.

"Hmm... No sign of him? Not even his body... Could it be that I...?" Zaytren's body began to tremble, and along with him, all the summoned eyes also seemed to tremble in fear. "Was his body evaporated?"I think you should take a look at

Zaytren started pacing in circles at the same spot, biting the center of his index finger. "What am I going to tell her? And the others? They'll kill me."

"They? No, it's not them I'll have the pleasure of doing it." One to two seconds after hearing this, a stone with the force of a shot hit Zaytren's head, throwing him away. He collided three times with the ground before stopping.

'Curse his abnormal resilience...' Dantalian thought as he saw Zaytren thrown to the ground, slowly starting to get up.

"So, there you are," Zaytren spoke with a tone of arrogance, making a blue eye appear above him, closing its eyelids, and then he vanished just as a stone would have struck his nape, getting embedded into the ground.

"What will it be this time?" Dantalian asked with such a calm expression, exuding nonchalance that irritated Zaytren. As a response, an enormous number of silver eyes emerged around Dantalian, covering all angles and forming a dome with these eyes.

Observing this, Dantalian remarked, "So, this is Q how you'll attack me now? Quite clever, but too bad." He gathered golden energy in his right arm and thrust it forward, sending a golden energy cut slicing through the dome, creating a hole in it as the golden energy swiftly destroyed the eyes it came into contact with.

"It's over here," Dantalian said, and he could already hear Zaytren's voice coming from within the silver eyes, saying, "Just die."

A strong silver glow emerged, and hundreds of silver lasers flew toward Dantalian, who smiled and raised a single hand in front of his chest gathering two fingers. "This is just the beginning of the story, settle down, substitute." he calmly retorted.

The golden energy that covered Dantalian's entire body condensed completely at the tips of his fingers. As he snapped his fingers, the golden energy, unleashed in the form of a circular energy wave, swept through, obliterating all the silver lasers and hitting Zaytren's body. Zaytren had been hiding within an enormous purple eyeball, three hundred meters away from Dantalian.

'Arghh... How?' Zaytren thought, his agonizing scream piercing the air as he felt the skin from his chest to his waist being completely carbonized. He crashed against the ground, witnessing the purple eyeball evaporating after being cleanly split in two by a thick, golden energy slash. The intense pain and shock left him paralyzed, unable to comprehend the power that Dantalian wielded. The once arrogant and confident demeanor now replaced by fear and uncertainty.

"You made me take this a little more seriously... But you should now understand that your biggest mistake here was not running away when you had the chance. After all, your mission was just to assess my level, right?" Dantalian stopped in front of Zaytren, pointing a finger at him with a small concentration of golden energy at the tip.

"Cough..." Blood began to trickle from the corner of Zaytren's mouth, but strangely, he wore a smile. "You're right... but also wrong. I don't need to go to them to show something." Above Zaytren's head, an eye with a unique iris – a crown-shaped design – became visible.

Without saying a word, Dantalian aimed his finger at the eye, firing the golden energy, shattering it instantly. Then, he lifted his leg and stomped on Zaytren's femur, breaking it. "Ahh... hmmmm," Zatryan stifled a scream, biting his lips, looking enraged at Dantalian.

"What's wrong? Will that red eye appear again?" Dantalian leaped forward, firmly stomping on Zatryan's chest, the sound of some bones breaking, yet Zaytren's expression remained stoic.

Dantalian sighed, a look of disgust on his face as he leaned forward, giving Zaytren light slaps on the face while keeping his foot pinning him to the ground. "We'll do it this way then. Bring the Dealer back and tell me everything, absolutely everything, and then I'll let you live."

Zatryan smiled, opening his mouth to speak, "I'm not an idiot, you are—" But before he could finish, a small red eye appeared between them, followed by another on the left side of Dantalian. Soon, the red eyes had infested the entire place, and Dantalian felt his foot lose its grip, his senses slowly drifting away as he heard Zaytren's voice from afar.

"Come on, show me what you're capable of now, you so-called famous hero," Zaytren taunted from his seated position on the ground. His body, already injured, remained motionless due to the aftermath of the teleportation. Nonetheless, he cared little for his own condition, as he was now certain that Dantalian wouldn't survive this encounter.

All the red eyes closed their eyelids simultaneously.

"Boom."