353: Survival

Pain, like a tidal wave, assailed Wang Chen's nerves; he could feel all the strength in his body draining away through the penetrated wound.

The massive blood loss made his face incredibly pale, and his consciousness began to blur uncontrollably.

“Even if I die!”

“I won’t let you off easy!”

Biting the tip of his tongue, Wang Chen forced himself to gather his spirit, grabbing his longsword and slashing at the tail.

With a dull thud.

His strength was already at its limit; after the longsword struck the tail, it was directly shaken from his grasp and fell to the ground.

“Look!”

“Your pathetic state truly brings me joy!”

Seeing this, Takizawa Hideaki's eyes were filled with cruelty and savagery, and his body trembled with excitement.

Pfft!

He manipulated the Berserker Demon’s tail to pull out, and Wang Chen fell to the ground with a thud.

This caused Wang Chen's vision to black out, nearly making him faint.

But he clenched his fists tightly, his fingernails digging into his palms, desperately trying to stay conscious.

“Hoo, hoo, hoo…”

Wang Chen gasped violently, reaching for the longsword that had fallen nearby.

“Hahahaha!”

“Stubborn fool!”

Takizawa Hideaki laughed wildly, his tone incredibly cruel as he said:

“Last chance, kneel and beg for mercy!”

“I can let you suffer less pain!”

“Dream on!”

Wang Chen gritted his teeth, struggled to his feet, and swung his sword with all his might.

“Then don’t blame me, you’ll soon regret this dec—”

Seeing this, Takizawa Hideaki sneered dismissively, preparing to thoroughly torment Wang Chen by swinging the Berserker Demon’s claws.

However, just then, the expression on his face suddenly froze, his mouth agape, unable to utter the rest of his words.

The Berserker Demon’s body, at this moment, suddenly felt like a massive mountain, suffocating him.

In an instant, extreme terror appeared in Takizawa Hideaki’s eyes.

At this moment.

Wang Chen was completely oblivious to this change; he struggled to swing his longsword, aiming at the Berserker Demon’s knee.

Although he knew it was futile, and his arm trembled, his gaze had never been so resolute as it was now.

“Why bother?”

Just then, two sharp claws suddenly clamped onto the longsword, and a faint sigh echoed in his ear.

Wang Chen looked up, meeting the Berserker Demon’s crimson eyes, and also saw Takizawa Hideaki as if frozen in place.

The Berserker Demon’s consciousness had broken free from the control of the curse seal.

“Your strength is insignificant to me!”

“Just lifting your arm requires all your strength, and you endure intense pain, so why do you still draw your sword?”

“If you just bent your knee and bowed your head, you wouldn’t have to suffer such pain anymore!”

Looking at Wang Chen, the Berserker Demon asked with a complicated tone.

“Because my, Wang Chen’s, knees only kneel to my parents!”

“Because we, the men of Dragon Country, only die standing, and will never live kneeling!”

Wang Chen roared hoarsely, releasing his grip and throwing a punch with all his might.

“Is that so?”

The Berserker Demon sighed; he saw determination in the young man’s eyes, and a fighting spirit burning as fiercely as a flame.

“Such a nostalgic gaze!”

“Seeing you reminds me of the companions who fought alongside me in the abyss.”

“Dragon Country, Wang Chen!”

“I remember you!”

The Berserker Demon released its claws, allowing Wang Chen’s fist to strike its body.

“I’ve been away from the abyss for too long, so long that the faith in my Bloodline is almost forgotten!”

“It seems it’s time to return to the embrace of Mother Abyss!”

“My name is Baal Shiloh To Tiramis Akmond!”

“Dragon Country Wang Chen, remember, you owe me a life!”

The Berserker Demon quietly watched Wang Chen; that light punch landed on its body, causing it to tremble, the twisted, wriggling black Qi shattered, and in a breath, it vanished without a trace, as if it had never existed.

Seeing this, Wang Chen’s eyes widened, looking at his fist in disbelief.

Was the power of this punch really that great?

And…

Baal?

Who the hell could remember such a long name of yours!

His body swayed twice, and Wang Chen fell heavily to the ground, his heart filled with the joy of surviving a catastrophe.

Demons, it seemed, were not as terrifying as the legends claimed.

And at this moment…

“Hoo, hoo, hoo!”

“Damn Berserker Demon, damn guy!”

Takizawa Hideaki fell to the ground, gasping heavily, cursing incessantly.

He never expected that the Berserker Demon would break free from the curse seal’s control, let Wang Chen go, and choose to end its own life.

Now, his biggest trump card was gone, and Wang Chen hadn’t been killed!

“Damn it!”

Cursing, Takizawa Hideaki looked at Wang Chen with full vigilance.

The madness the other party had displayed earlier still left him with lingering fear.

Now that the Berserker Demon was gone, his body was extremely weak; if Wang Chen still had the ability to fight, he would be in danger.

However.

“Hahahaha!”

Seeing Wang Chen lying on the ground, his breathing barely perceptible, Takizawa Hideaki’s eyes gleamed with surprise.

“So you’re completely out of strength, it seems I’m the one who gets the last laugh!”

“Let me continue to torment you thoroughly!”

After waiting in place for a moment, seeing that Wang Chen still made no movement, Takizawa Hideaki’s face instantly showed excitement.

Without hesitation, he directly took out a dagger from his spatial ring and slowly approached Wang Chen.

“Today, I’m going to slowly dismember you to death!”

On the ground, Wang Chen painfully turned his head, looking at the grim-faced Takizawa Hideaki, his eyes full of mockery.

He truly was a good-for-nothing; no wonder that guy Baal looked down on him!

To be driven by such a person was definitely an intense humiliation for a powerful Archdemon.

“What do you mean by that look?”

Takizawa Hideaki was enraged by the stare, roaring hysterically:

“How dare you look down on me?”

“I’ll dig out your eyes first, and grind them into pieces, bit by bit.”

Rage surged through Takizawa Hideaki’s nerves; at this moment, he disregarded everything else, quickly stepping forward and swinging the dagger towards Wang Chen’s eyes.

“Heh heh…”

“You don’t even have the right to be looked down upon by me!”

Wang Chen spoke with difficulty.

No sooner had he spoken than a majestic roar suddenly sounded beside him.

“Roar!!”

A strong wind swept through the calm forest; a ferocious white tiger emerged from the wind, its golden eyes fixed on Takizawa Hideaki.

It was Tuan Tuan, who had activated her Geng Metal Battle Body.

After the Berserker Demon Baal appeared, Wang Chen had chosen Ice Purity and Susu as the targets for Damage Transfer, which made Tuan Tuan the one among them with the most intact strength.

Although Tuan Tuan’s current Rank was only in the forties.

However, with both Wang Chen and Takizawa Hideaki exhausted, Tuan Tuan became the last straw that broke the camel’s back!