Chapter 177: No Skill, What Boasting?

Vanir did not disdain Broly; since Wiz had informed him that the other party was a Disciple of the Goddess, then this boy before him with the peculiar hobby of necrophilia should possess corresponding excellent qualities.

Most likely he was a hero reincarnated by the Goddess from another world into this world, and based on the judgment that most heroes reincarnated by the Goddess into this world in the past possessed Cheat Abilities or Tools, the other party definitely had something special about them.

However, existences like reincarnated heroes were not rare, and Vanir, as a Hell Duke, was one of only seven in Hell, and moreover the leader of the Seven Great Demons, his strength being the strongest among all Archdevils.

Even if in this world he was merely a Clone, belonging to a situation where his power was restricted very severely, Vanir still had confidence in his own strength.

Over these many years, probably only that old Demon King possessed strength comparable to his own; the old Demon King here did not refer to the Current Demon King Kazuma, but rather to the hero who was reincarnated into this world in the past, who eventually joined the Demon King Army, married the Demon Queen of that time, and became the new Demon King.

However, that was already a matter of long ago; that old friend with a lifespan limit now didn't know how many times grass had grown on his grave.

Given that he rarely encountered opponents, Vanir was very confident of his victory.

He had already made preparations; after striking the boy to make him become his contractor, he would use Wiz as Bait to hook him, causing him to continuously produce various Negative Emotions.

For example, he could give the other party something very easy to accomplish, then promise the other party that as long as he accomplished the task, he would be allowed to marry Wiz.

And at the critical moment, he would deliberately sabotage and destroy the thing the other party was about to accomplish, thereby achieving the acquisition of a sense of frustration.

Or he could also make the other party angry, then absorb the other party's Anger Emotion.

In short, Vanir already had a series of ideas for squeezing various Negative Emotions from the boy beside him, but truly wanting to carry out the squeezing of Negative Emotions still had to wait until he defeated the boy beside him and obtained the other party's personal freedom rights first.

"For Wiz's sake, I will state one last time: once you, Little Ghost, sign this personal freedom wager with me, if you lose you must fulfill the agreement.

And once you have the thought of breaking the contract, the consequences will be very severe; I will drag you into Hell and let you suffer torment in Hell~"

Vanir's eyes flashed red light, giving Broly his final warning.

"Don't scare people like that, Mr. Vanir; I know you're a demon who doesn't kill, saying these words now must be to scare Broly, wanting to harvest the Negative Emotion of fear from this child, right?"

The Lich Miss interrupted directly.

"No, Wiz, can't you stop stealing my thunder?!"

The Hell Duke whose purpose was exposed was somewhat flustered; just now Broly's malice had allowed him to savor it to his heart's content, and he wanted to change the flavor through inducement.

"Huh, doesn't kill?"

Broly looked curiously at the Lich Miss.

"According to what Mr. Vanir said, he regards humans as objects that produce delicious food, so he never kills humans.

When I used to get along with him, I occasionally saw him personally deal with monsters threatening humans for humans troubled by monsters……"

Wiz explained; it was also from that time that she changed her opinion of Vanir, this Hell Duke.

She regarded this Archdevil's previous behavior of entangling her squad as merely teasing their squad, not wanting to kill them.

"For demons, Negative Emotions produced by humans while alive are the freshest and most delicious food.

Although souls after human death can also produce corresponding Negative Emotions, the Negative Emotions produced at that time are like Leftover Food.

Let me ask, is fresh delicious food better, or leftover food better?"

Vanir saw Broly looking over with a gaze seeking confirmation, and thus explained along the way, and retorted with a sentence.

"Of course fresh delicious food is better."

Broly answered without hesitation.

"Correct, since that's the case, why would I kill humans who could originally produce fresh delicious food, turning them into Dead Souls who can only produce Leftover Food?"

This was the reason Vanir didn't kill humans, and even actively protected humans.

"Hmm?"

Vanir saw Broly looking agreeing, felt something was off, and said in a calm voice to him: "You Little Ghost, don't therefore think I am a Good Person.

Letting humans live, then chopping off their hands and feet, such extremely cruel things, I am also capable of doing!"

"People who like delicious food won't be too bad."

Regarding this, Broly had a different opinion; he thought Vanir was a good Demon.

When he himself wanted to kill the other party and settle the score with death, the other party still gave a simpler way to handle the problem.

Just need to defeat the other party, and could easily make the other party dissolve the contract with Wiz; if not a good Demon, could they propose such a wager that gave him convenience? Vanir: "……"

He was just not interested in human emotions of despair and pain, so he didn't do things like torturing living people, but how did the other party look like they saw through that he hadn't done such excessive things; did the Little Ghost before him also possess Thousand-Mile Eyes? "Little Ghost, remember your words now; later I will make you regret it."

Losing the person but not the match, Vanir still let out harsh words.

After Broly signed the wager, one Saiyan, one Lich, one Demon, together left the Gate of Axel Town.

To have a duel, it was absolutely impossible to fight inside the town; after the three left the city gate, they all the way came to the Plain far from Axel, and then stopped. "This place is suitable; even if we make some noise, no one will notice."

Vanir was very satisfied with this place.

"Actually, even if closer to the town it would be fine."

Broly didn't care; he felt he could easily win.

"Hmph, you can already predict your own fate of imminent failure?"

"It's your failure."

"Arrogant Little Ghost."

Vanir said unhappily, then walked to the opposite side.

At a distance of about five or six meters, they stood facing Broly.

"Then, for this duel wagering personal freedom, are both of you ready?"

Wiz enjoyed the liveliness and didn't mind the trouble, standing at the middle line position, acting as Referee.

Of course, she also had the identity of a wager stake.

"Of course."

"My side can start anytime."

"Then, I declare this duel started!"

The Battle started, but Broly and Vanir both didn't move.

"What, the real Battle started, and you're scared to not dare move?"

"No, I just feel that no matter how you put it, you're a decent demon. Knocking you out directly would be somewhat disrespectful to you."

"I previously held a beauty pageant, and Aqua Master said to respect every performer who strives to show their talent. Those who put in effort should not be mocked."

"I think a decent demon who puts in effort should also be respected."

"Come on then, please begin your performance."

"Once you've performed enough, I'll end this battle in an instant."

Broly spoke gently, gesturing for Vanir to go ahead and demonstrate his martial arts talent.

"Haha, don't take the joke too far. Originally, a super big boss like myself coming to challenge a little ghost like you already makes me feel somewhat ashamed."

"And now you actually want me to experience something even more shameful — making the first move while bullying a little ghost like you."

"Please, I don't want this getting out to other demons later and earning the despicable title of an Archdevil who has to strike first just to deal with a child."

"So, if you don't want to attack first, I can keep you company here and slowly drag this out, and see who drops first!"

Demons of Hell also care about reputation; Vanir just didn't want to bear the shameful reputation of 【bullying a child and still striking first】.

Seeing Vanir also firmly unwilling to make the first move, Broly scratched his head. When he came out, Aqua had instructed him to return home early to help put the mixed cabbage into the ceramic jars.

"Since that's the case, I'll attack first then."

"Bring it on. I will easily block your attack and pin you to the ground, letting you cry in pain on the ground~"

Seeing Vanir so confident, Broly also just slightly raised the degree of force he would use.

The next instant, he arrived before Vanir.

And Vanir, as he claimed, unlike other creatures who face him and seem to experience time stillness, completely unable to react — this Hell Duke's gaze actually managed to keep up with his own trajectory.

But it was merely his gaze keeping up; in Broly's eyes, Vanir's movements were still like turtle speed. For the other party to want to block his attack was simply impossible.

Just as Vanir's hand had barely lifted, Broly's small fist had already struck his abdomen a step ahead.

Placed in the real world with normal time flow, it was just as Vanir's confident words finished — in the next second he suffered a face-slap from Broly.

His waist and abdomen snapped in two at the midsection, and his entire upper body was blown away by the wind pressure brought by Broly's small body moving at high speed.

This scene left Broly's mind somewhat chaotic. A guy who bragged so loudly it shook the heavens, unexpectedly got killed instantly just like that.

At least, the Darkness in the dream took that punch of mine and at most suffered broken ribs, but this guy...

【Bragging that shakes the heavens, one look at combat record 0-5】, 【I haven't even used force yet, how did you fall down?】...

Many bits of information surfaced in his mind, but ultimately turned into one sentence: "No skill, why brag so much?"

(Chapter End)