22: Chapter 22 The Tyrant Descends: You Want to Surrender Before I've Had Enough?

A Barbarian had actually lost to a human in the purest collision of strength.

And his opponent was merely at the early Silver Rank!!

Defeated in front of everyone's eyes, a massive sense of shame flooded the Barbarian Chief's heart.

This brute gritted his teeth, endured the excruciating pain radiating from his chest and back, and scrambled to his feet.

His bloodshot eyes were filled with brutal killing intent; like an enraged bull, his violent aura was even more insane than before.

"Kill!!"

He roared towards the sky and charged at Loren once again.

"Barbarians never retreat!!"

After activating the S-Rank skill Demon Berserk, Loren felt as if he had fallen into a special state.

The powerful strength surging within his body made him extremely hungry for battle, hungry for slaughter.

Bloodlust was the nature of demons, something that even the descent of an angel could not erase.

In fact, if it weren't for Loren's sufficiently strong mental power, he would have already lost control by now and fallen into a state of extreme, frenzied slaughter.

Seeing the Barbarian Chief charge over again, his internal fighting spirit immediately churned.

A trace of wicked, awe-inspiring killing intent appeared on his handsome face.

His aura changed abruptly; the Dark Demon Lord had descended!!

The enraged Barbarian's right fist whistled through the air, its terrifying power enough to crush a brown bear.

Under the gaze of the crowd, Loren's eyes were wild and arrogant as he struck his own right fist directly against the Barbarian Chief's right fist!

"Steel-Breaking Slash!"

He condensed all his strength with his mental power and unleashed it.

The trump card reappeared!

Bang~

The moment the two sides collided, an invisible wave of air surged and exploded.

The surrounding crowd only felt a tightness in their chests, then heard a crisp "crack," followed by the Barbarian Chief's pained, beast-like roar of impending death.

This Gold Rank brute's arm had been directly shattered during the clash!!!

The massive recoil force was too much even for the early Silver Rank Loren to bear; with a snap, his right hand also fractured along with the Barbarian Chief's.

But unlike the Barbarian Chief, the excruciating pain in his hand only enraged Loren, who was currently in a state of Demon Berserk, and the frantic killing intent in his chest nearly erupted.

In the instant after the collision, before the Barbarian Chief could react.

Loren let out a low growl.

Despite the sharp pain of his broken arm, he advanced instead of retreating.

He surged forward!

His left hand shot out with thunderous speed, clamping onto the Barbarian Chief's neck, and a terrifying power, like a volcanic eruption, exploded once more.

The Barbarian Chief tried to counterattack in his pain, but a mountain-toppling force that he couldn't resist suddenly slammed into his neck, and his body instantly lost its balance.

He fell backward.

Bang~

The Barbarian Chief's massive body was slammed onto the floor by Loren, who held him by the neck with an absolutely domineering stance.

Blood sprayed from his mouth with a "pfft" sound, splashing several meters high.

The bluestone floor beneath him cracked open with dozens of fissures, like a spiderweb.

The scene looked extremely exaggerated and terrifying.

Loren pulled himself up.

Looking at the Barbarian Chief, who had suffered heavy injuries but was still struggling to rise and resist, Loren, despite the agony of his broken right hand, leaned over and grabbed the brute's ankle with his left hand.

Then, his bent body exploded with infinite power, like a spring compressed to its limit.

He directly...

Swung the two-meter-tall Barbarian Chief up!

It was as if Loren had grabbed a snake by its tail and slammed it onto the ground.

He swung the Barbarian Chief up and smashed him onto the ground in an extremely violent manner.

Bang~

The bluestone floor exploded instantly!

Gravel flew and splattered for dozens of meters.

The Barbarian Chief only felt a wave of excruciating pain and dizziness wash over him, and blood sprayed from his mouth again.

But his formidable physique did not cause him to lose his combat ability.

He struggled furiously, wanting to resist, but in the next second, he was swung up by Loren again and smashed down.

Bang~ Bang~ Bang~

Blood and stone fragments exploded and flew into the air; the scene was violent to the extreme.

After swinging him over a dozen times, the ground within a ten-meter radius around Loren had completely shattered, looking as if a meteorite had struck, with dense, spiderweb-like cracks everywhere.

The surrounding crowd saw this scene, all of them widening their eyes and gaping, unable to find any emotion in their hearts other than shock.

Bang~

After yet another smash, Loren let out a roar and violently hurled the Barbarian Chief toward the iron cage.

The bloodied and mangled Barbarian Chief flew through the open gate of the iron cage, "splat"~ he hit the ground and skidded for several meters, leaving a bloody trail before stopping.

When they focused their gaze, the Barbarian Chief was now barely a human shape, just barely recognizable as not being a monster.

As for his consciousness, it had long since blurred...

Blood kept spraying from his mouth, and after struggling several times, he no longer had the strength to get up, leaving only his muscles twitching unconsciously...

Inside the iron cage, dozens of Barbarians watched their Chief collapse to the ground, dumbstruck.

Their Chief... was beaten into this state by a human just like that??

Covered in blood, looking like an abyss demon—no, he was a demon—Loren walked under everyone's gaze.

Step, step~ Step, step~

He walked step by step to the front of the open iron cage.

He gazed indifferently at this group of Mountain Barbarians.

Although he didn't speak, it made everyone feel a bone-chilling cold.

Seeing that Loren still hadn't stopped and was walking toward the Barbarian Chief, the Barbarians immediately gritted their teeth.

"Enough!! You demon, we... we surrender!!"

Hearing this, Loren finally stopped, gazing at all the Barbarians with a look of regret, then a touch of desire and madness appeared in his eyes.

"You're surrendering already? I haven't had enough yet?"

After saying this, he gave a sinister laugh and, under everyone's gaze, launched an attack on the dozens of Barbarians inside the iron cage.

A tiger had entered a sheep pen.

Even the Gold Rank Barbarian Chief had been crushed when clashing with Loren, so how could this group of Bronze Rank Barbarians withstand his assault?

Stimulated by the Demon Grand Duke Bloodline, Loren had fallen into a frenzy.

Bang~ Rip~

The scene that followed left the surrounding nobles completely dumbfounded.

A Silver Rank youth, no more than seventeen or eighteen years old.

Taking out one with every punch in an invincible stance.

Single-handedly beating an entire Barbarian tribe into submission.

Yes, with Silver Power, he had overturned an entire tribe!

In the end, all fifty-plus Barbarians inside the iron cage were wailing as they were taken down.

Not one was left standing!

Looking at Loren again, he seemed like a god of war descending before the Twilight of the Gods, his noble robe dyed completely blood-red.

On his extremely handsome face, droplets of blood slid down, even emitting a faint heat.

Amidst the bloody horror, there was a touch of charm that made one's heart flutter.

"Tyrant!!"

Watching Loren walk out of the iron cage, stepping over the fallen bodies of the Barbarians, the surrounding nobles fell into a deathly silence.

The fat steward's mouth was agape and couldn't close; he didn't even notice that drool was flowing out and wetting his chest.

Only one voice echoed in his mind: How is this possible?!!

Those were Mountain Barbarians!! Barbarians who could tear apart magical beasts with their bare hands and wrestle brown bears naked!!

They were actually beaten into cripples by a Silver Rank human!!

And dozens of Bronze Rank Barbarians were taken down along with them!!

The young nobles widened their eyes even further, their faces full of shock.

Could all descendants of the Bauhinia Family be this powerful??

"Goddess above!!!"

They would bet that this was the craziest scene they had ever seen in their lives, and that guy was the craziest noble!!

In the future, they must never oppose this demon... otherwise, they would definitely be beaten to death.

The curly-haired noble and the blonde noble looked at each other again; the shock in their eyes could not be concealed at all, and they felt as if their faces had been slapped until swollen.

Such a figure was not someone they could look down on!!

Even if he wasn't a descendant of the Bauhinia Family, this youth was worthy of being called a dragon among men, shining so brightly it was blinding!!

Like a bright moon in the sky, radiating boundless light!

Were they even worthy of looking down on him?

If this guy could be looked down upon, then what were they?

A massive sense of shame made the two of them want to cover their faces and flee.

The worries originally in the hearts of Robert, head of the Jasmine Chamber of Commerce, and Arnold, who had just awakened his bloodline, were now completely crushed.

Their eyes revealed looks of extreme adoration.

"Lord Loren is truly too strong!"

"Goddess above, perhaps they had really hit the jackpot this time; being able to meet Lord Loren and become his subordinates was the greatest fortune of their lives!"

Thinking of this, the two held their heads high, their faces showing expressions of extreme pride, feeling honored by association.

At this moment, they wished the whole world knew that Loren had achieved victory.

And that they were Lord Loren's subordinates, his most loyal subordinates!!

Among these people, the one who received the greatest shock was not the surrounding nobles, not the fat steward of the Black Feather Chamber of Commerce, and certainly not Robert and Arnold.

It was Loren's greatest security guarantee—Fiana.

This girl, with cold eyes and her entire body tensed to the limit, ready to erupt with all her strength to go and rescue him at any moment.

Seeing Loren return in triumph, stepping through blood, she felt as if her world had collapsed.

What had happened to this world??

That was a Gold Rank Barbarian Chief!

Loren was only Silver Rank!

Silver Rank clashing head-on with Gold Rank; this was a battle that was fundamentally impossible to win.

But now, this kind of extreme reversal had occurred!

Loren, who she had long thought she saw through, suddenly seemed to be veiled in an incomparably mysterious layer.

Could it be that this tyrant-like man was the real Loren?

Looking at that brilliant, stunningly handsome, and extraordinary youth, she couldn't recover for a long time...