196: Chapter 20 Poor Heracan

Herakan's entire body suddenly erupted with brilliant light.

He let out a furious roar.

"Attack! Bring me that bastard's head! If anyone can do it, I, Herakan Itzamna, promise to fulfill one request!"

This was no small promise.

Given Herakan's influence.

With this request.

One could easily become a powerhouse within the Celestial Race.

The powerhouses of the Celestial Race were instantly invigorated, as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

They rushed out one after another like lightning.

At a speed approaching the speed of light.

Coming straight for Lu Chen.

Budalake also raised his hand.

"Attack!"

All the humans swarmed forward.

Except for Lu Chen.

At this moment, he stood in place like a piece of wood.

Completely motionless.

Budalake gnashed his teeth in anger.

This damn Lu Chen.

He actually dared to openly ignore his orders.

Then, suddenly.

Boom!

Lu Chen's forty Clones vanished from their respective positions simultaneously.

In the next instant.

The forty Clones reappeared.

Blocking the forty most powerful members of the Celestial Race.

Herakan's heart suddenly sank.

A chill ran up his spine to the back of his head.

He shouted.

"Watch out...!"

But before he could finish his sentence.

Boom!

Lu Chen's forty Clones all struck out with a slap in unison.

The figures in front of them instantly exploded into minced meat.

A deathly silence fell over the battlefield.

Everyone's expression was filled with sheer terror.

It had been a long time since something like this had happened on this battlefield.

—Killing four of the most powerful Geniuses in an instant.

Herakan went completely berserk.

Every inch of his skin erupted with blinding light.

He roared manically like a wounded Vicious Beast.

"No! You bastard! I'm going to kill you!"

Lu Chen looked at Herakan, who was barking like a dog.

All forty Incarnations vanished.

And immediately surrounded Herakan from all directions.

Herakan kept backing away.

At this moment, the forty figures stared at him as if looking at a dead man.

Those eyes were so cold.

He seemed like a completely different person compared to before the battle.

His expression remained incredibly calm.

But his Primordial Spirit was not.

Looking into those eyes.

It made his spine turn cold.

Herakan said, acting tough while weak within.

"What do you want to do? Do you want to start a racial war by killing me?"

Lu Chen was also aware of this.

If he really killed the other party.

The SSS-Rank powerhouse of the Celestial Race stationed here would likely go mad.

And attack him directly.

Although this wouldn't cause him any harm.

It would bring a stain to his reputation.

So he decided not to kill Herakan.

Lu Chen reached out.

And made a grasping motion.

Then, as if Herakan's body was no longer under his own control.

He immediately floated up.

Lu Chen grabbed him by the neck.

Then he extended his hand.

Slap!

Slap, slap!

Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap!

Slap after slap.

Humiliating him in front of everyone.

At the same time, he said with a tone of disdain.

"A worthless dog like you dares to mock me? Look at how pitiful you are now. Is this the Prodigy of your Celestial Race?"

Although Lu Chen was continuously slapping him.

His mental Domain covered the entire battlefield.

Secretly observing the others.

At this moment.

He noticed a young man from the Celestial Race.

That person's aura was very unusual.

Giving him a sense of danger.

Lu Chen didn't know who this person was.

But to his surprise.

He actually couldn't probe that person's strength.

That person's expression was as calm as ever.

Even as he witnessed the scene of Lu Chen beating Herakan.

Yet Lu Chen could see disdain in that man's eyes.

As if everything was under his control.

"Interesting. Who is he?"

Lu Chen thought to himself.

From the very beginning.

Lu Chen felt that this Herakan fellow was too moronic.

How could the young leader of an entire race be so incapable of keeping his composure?

It was a bit suspicious.

The same went for that fellow Bradak.

He was too childish and petty, completely unfit for the title of the number one person of the younger generation.

Lu Chen surmised.

This might be a deliberate move by the upper echelons of both sides.

Pushing one person into the spotlight.

While hiding their true trump cards behind the scenes.

Because there was also someone on the side of the Origin Human Race.

Whose expression looked just as calm as the person from the Celestial Race.

Like two Overseers inspecting an army.

Lu Chen hadn't noticed him at first.

Because he hadn't been able to probe his strength either.

However, when his Mental Energy swept across earlier.

He had only checked based on everyone's auras.

Now that they were showing anomalies.

They were immediately captured by him.

And became his primary focus.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"Hehe. Things are getting more and more interesting. I'm really curious about their origins. The more mysterious things there are, the better. Otherwise, it would be too boring."

While he was thinking about this.

He forgot that he was still slapping that fellow named Herakan.

The entire battlefield seemed to have been put on pause.

Falling into a continuous, dead silence.

Not a sound could be heard.

Only the sound of loud slaps could be heard echoing through the air.

Herakan's face had already been slapped beyond recognition.

Lu Chen's gaze finally returned to him.

He said mockingly.

"Oops. I forgot for a moment. My apologies, my apologies."

Saying that, he let go of the other party.

He no longer had any interest in Bradak or Herakan.

Instead, he was more interested in those two individuals.