57: Chapter 57

The entire space was shaking.

The fragile barrier could barely withstand the oppressive aura of the Super Devil emanating from Fenrir.

That Maou-Class giant wolf, summoned by the sacrificial ritual array, had been quite arrogant before, intimidating Sona and her group so much that they didn't dare to move.

But what about now?

The giant wolf lay on the ground, trembling all over, not even daring to look up at Fenrir.

An existence of Fenrir's level simply couldn't be compared to the giant wolf before it.

Fangs descended.

Blood splashed everywhere.

Fenrir, the [God-Slaying Wolf], didn't stop just because the opponent dared not resist.

Its god-slaying fangs cleanly pierced through the giant wolf's neck, spraying blood everywhere.

The giant wolf was pinned down by the Super Devil's pressure, unable to even muster the thought of struggling.

It let out a shrill scream, its breath growing weaker until it finally ceased completely.

The Maou-Class giant wolf was dead.

Fenrir's blood-stained beastly eyes swept over, meat shreds still hanging from its fangs, and the oppressive aura radiating from its body made Jader go limp.

A chill ran from his spine up to the top of his head.

He couldn't muster even a shred of strength in his entire body.

This was clearly just a weak familiar, so how did it suddenly turn into the Fenrir that even the gods feared?

"Don't… don't come over…"

Jader's face was as pale as a corpse; his legs gave out, and he collapsed to the ground.

"Sona! Please! Spare me! I won't dare to do it again!"

Sona looked at him coldly.

She might have spared his life on another day, but today's events had crossed her bottom line.

This bastard actually tried to kill Tsubaki Shinra and the others.

Damn it.

"Splurt!"

Just like the giant wolf before, Fenrir, with a playful expression, ruthlessly pierced him with its god-slaying fangs.

Jader's face instantly drained of color, his breathing grew weaker and weaker, and his eyes were filled with regret.

If he had known, he would have swallowed his pride earlier and not come to cause trouble for Sona, then he wouldn't have been killed by this terrifying demon wolf.

Or rather, he shouldn't have stepped into the territory of the Sitri Clan at all today.

He should have stayed as far away as possible.

Jader was dead.

He died under the god-slaying fangs of the [God-Slaying Wolf] Fenrir.

The banquet hall was terrifyingly quiet.

The appearance of [God-Slaying Wolf] Fenrir had already rendered them speechless with shock.

What terrified them even more was that the Sabnock Clan's only bloodline had just been severed.

Right in front of everyone, one of the pure-blooded Devil noble families from the 72 Pillars of Demon Kings had ended.

Since the end of the Devil Civil War, this was the first time.

Many current heads of households looked toward Simmons.

His hands were trembling, his eyes full of madness.

"Aaargh!!"

Simmons suddenly let out a roar.

"Oliver! This isn't over! My Sabnock Clan will definitely make you Sitri pay in blood!"

He clenched his fists, murderous intent overflowing.

He had completely lost his mind.

The Sabnock bloodline was severed.

"I'll start with your little daughter first!"

"Oh no!"

Oliver's expression changed.

The crazed Simmons mobilized all his magic power and slashed fiercely toward the other side of the different space.

Simmons was determined to tear apart that different space, leaving Sona and the others trapped forever in the void crack.

"Did you treat my words as wind in your ears?"

Luo Yu didn't even give Oliver a chance to act.

He gripped the Crimson Dragon Holy Sword, flickered instantly in front of Simmons, and raised his sword to slash down.

Simmons screamed as his right arm was severed at the root.

Red-gold flames were still burning on the wound, causing him to convulse in pain.

"Red Dragon Emperor!"

Simmons roared, his heart-rending cry echoing.

The grudge of severing the Sabnock Clan's only bloodline—the Red Dragon Emperor also had a share in this debt.

But how could he possibly be a match for the Red Dragon Emperor?

Just as his remaining sanity urged him to run, Luo Yu's fist arrived.

Punch after punch, all aimed at lethal spots.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang—

A series of dull yet crisp sounds came from Simmons's body.

That was the sound of bones shattering one by one.

"Aaargh—"

Screams echoed one after another.

Simmons was like a broken kite, knocked around in mid-air by Luo Yu.

It didn't take long.

This Maou-Class powerhouse, the last person of the Sabnock Clan, didn't even have time to react before he was blasted into a mist of blood by Luo Yu's draconic strength.

From this moment on.

The Sabnock Clan was completely finished.

In the history of the Underworld, this name would no longer exist.

Simmons was dead.

Right in front of all the pure-blooded Devil noble heads and heirs of the Underworld, he was beaten to a pulp alive by the Red Dragon Emperor.

This turn of events came too fast and was too ruthless.

When the Red Dragon Emperor acted just now, many heads of households, including Oliver, thought he would at most teach Simmons a lesson.

After all, this was in the Underworld and at the Sitri Clan's banquet; things shouldn't get too out of hand.

No one expected.

The Red Dragon Emperor would kill someone so cleanly and decisively.

No one even dared to guess in that direction.

Only Sairaorg Bael had an expression that suggested he had expected this all along.

He had seen the Red Dragon Emperor's methods with his own eyes.

If you really provoke him, he doesn't care about the occasion; he'll just kill you first.

"Red Dragon Emperor, you have such gall! Daring to sever the bloodline of a pure-blooded Devil in the Underworld!"

The first person to react stood up and sternly rebuked Luo Yu.

The Red Dragon Emperor had completely severed the Sabnock Clan's bloodline right in front of so many pure-blooded Devil heads of households.

This was equivalent to slapping the face of the entire Underworld's pure-blooded Devil nobility.

Honor and dignity were all trampled underfoot.

No matter how disliked Simmons was, it was an internal matter of the Underworld; it wasn't the place of the Red Dragon Emperor, a son-in-law of the Sitri Clan, to intervene.

Oliver furrowed his brows.

It wasn't that he was dissatisfied with Luo Yu's actions, but he was wondering how to clean up the mess.

Who could have thought that Sona's first battle would turn out like this?

In the end, it was all the Sabnock Clan's own fault.

If Simmons had controlled his grandson earlier, there wouldn't have been so many problems.

Oliver was the host, and he had to stand up and say something at this moment.

But he hadn't risen yet.

"Pfft!"

The pure-blooded Devil head of household who had just scolded Luo Yu in public had his chest pierced directly by the Crimson Dragon Holy Sword, pinning him in mid-air.

"Aaargh—"

He screamed.

The Red Dragon Emperor had acted suddenly, and he hadn't reacted at all.

Sacred power is poison to Devils; it churned crazily inside him, grinding away his vitality bit by bit.

Luo Yu stood in mid-air, looking down at the heads of households and candidates below.

"A mere Ultimate-Class Devil, daring to shout at me."

His voice was as cold as ice.

"Have I been too quiet lately, making you think I'm easy to bully?"

"Or are you thinking that in the Underworld, on your own turf, I wouldn't dare to kill or cut off the roots of your pure-blooded families?"

A majestic pressure descended from the sky like a heavy hammer striking everyone.

Luo Yu hadn't activated the Balance Breaker of the Boosted Gear, but his pressure was already not much worse than a Super Devil's.

That pure killing intent made many heads of households feel a chill down their spines and their scalps go numb.

"Truly remarkable, this son-in-law of Oliver's."

Geoticus sighed.

The Red Dragon Emperor is the first one to dare to say he would wipe out several pure-blooded families in the Underworld.

Even when the Heavenly Dragon Ddraig was alive, he wasn't this arrogant, right?

"If this continues, I'm afraid he'll be ganged up on by the others."

Geoticus watched the head of household pinned in the air by the Crimson Dragon Holy Sword, the sacred power torturing him until he wished for death, his breathing growing weaker and weaker.

"Being ganged up on is his own fault, that overbearing guy."

Rias Gremory chimed in.

Geoticus smiled and didn't respond.

He knew his proud daughter had a grievance with the Red Dragon Emperor and had suffered losses; even her servant, Yuto Kiba, had been defeated by him.

"President, don't you think Ah Yu being this way—sometimes overbearing, sometimes gentle—is just like poison?"

Akeno Himejima said with a beaming smile.

There was a hint of deep affection hidden in her eyes as she looked at Luo Yu.

"I know."

Rias Gremory rolled her eyes at Akeno Himejima and retorted impatiently: "Aren't you just terrified by that guy?"

"Oh my, my… President, you're jealous, aren't you?"

"..."

Luo Yu released the head of the Crocell Clan, his tone incredibly arrogant.

All the current heads of households in the Underworld present exploded with fury.

So what if you are the Red Dragon Emperor? This is the Underworld, not a place for you to run wild.

"Release him? Sure, what's the problem?"

Luo Yu suddenly grinned.

Sairaorg Bael felt a trace of doubt in his heart: Why is this kid so agreeable today?

But the next second, he knew he had thought too much.

This bastard was as ruthless as ever.

Seeing the red flames on the Crimson Dragon Holy Sword in Luo Yu's hand suddenly flare up.

The head of the Crocell Clan didn't even have time to finish his scream before he turned into a fireball.

Only a pile of ashes remained drifting in the air.

The whole place was deathly silent.

This was the second one.

Today, the second pure-blooded Devil noble head of household killed on the spot.

The Red Dragon Emperor's ruthlessness made many people's hearts turn cold.

How could he dare?

How could he dare to kill a pure-blooded Devil head of household so blatantly?

Luo Yu had truly pissed everyone off this time.

Oliver covered his forehead; he had no idea how to clean up this scene.

"Red Dragon Emperor, you've gone too far."

Adelaide, the head of the Bael Clan, had no choice but to stand up and speak at this moment.

"Too far?"

Luo Yu laughed, his golden eyes filled with coldness.

"So what?"

"I'll give you two choices now. Watch my fiancée's first battle obediently, and don't try any funny business."

"Otherwise, you'll all stay here today. I mean what I say."

That murderous intent that pierced straight to the heart exploded from Luo Yu, suppressing the entire venue.

Keep them all here?

Arrogant, simply arrogant beyond measure.

Most of the pure-blooded Devil nobility of the Underworld were here.

If he really killed them all, what difference would it be from directly declaring war on the Underworld?

But even Adelaide, the head of the Bael Clan, didn't dare to say anything more at this moment.

The deaths of the head of the Crocell Clan and the old head of the Sabnock Clan were right before their eyes.

Who would dare to move?

In the Red Dragon Emperor's golden eyes, murderous intent churned terrifyingly.

None of the current heads of households dared to risk their lives, gambling on the Red Dragon Emperor showing mercy for the sake of the Underworld's face.

When this guy chopped down the first two pure-blooded Devil noble heads of households, he didn't even blink.

Whoever jumps out to be the first bird to be shot probably has to think about whether they can return alive.

But letting them just admit defeat like this made them feel incredibly stifled.

Killing someone from the Underworld on Underworld territory, and in the end having to swallow their anger—what kind of situation is this?

"I know some of you don't like me and want to pull something during my fiancée's first battle. After all, the number of pure-blooded Devils who have died at my hands is at least twenty, if not fifty, and that includes a blood relative of a Devil King."

When Luo Yu said this, it was like showing off his battle record.

Those heads of households whose pure-blooded Devils had been slaughtered by him would have rushed up to fight him to the death if not for someone pulling them back.