Chapter 179: BOSS Position Swap

Once, it was Vanir who was the dungeon boss besieged by countless adventurers, but now, facing the boy before him, Vanir felt as though he were the adventurer.

No matter what attack he launched, the other side easily dispelled it, while the other side's attacks could easily crush his body.

This clone of his seemed to have reached its limit!

"No, not yet, Cursed Resentment Ice Seal!"

The demon, blown away once more, activated the large ice magic array he had secretly laid beneath the ground; a blue magic power glow surged forth, and Broly's body was covered in thick ice.

Even as the qi on his body melted the ice covering him, he was still overwhelmed by ice that kept condensing and carried negative power, briefly falling into a controlled state, and he did not resist much.

"So you're controlling my movements, but what good is that? Your attacks are too weak; there's no need to dodge. You should just admit defeat—that's best for everyone."

Broly did not understand why the demon before him fought so desperately.

Perhaps his contract with Wiz was something very important to him.

But when it came to matters of happiness, Broly would not back down.

He just wanted to persuade the other side to admit defeat, so as to avoid further beatings.

"Persuading me to admit defeat with the posture of a victor—you little brat are truly arrogant, but you do have the capital for arrogance. Yet arrogance always makes people take a big fall when they least expect it. Take this move: Mask Face-Pressing Technique~"

Vanir quickly approached the boy trapped in the ice seal; his somewhat crumbling clay body removed the black-and-white mask from his face and slapped it directly onto the boy's face, who had not stopped him from moving the entire time. This was his last trump card, excluding all external attack methods.

"Your flesh is indeed very powerful; I must admit, even if you stood still, I might not be able to do anything to you."

"But external strength does not mean internal strength. After my mask is placed on you, I can invade your mind and thereby control your body."

"Hahaha, now, this powerful body of yours belongs to me..."

Vanir had not finished speaking when he heard a crack.

Broly pulled his hand out of the ice, raised it, and easily grabbed the black-and-white mask on his face, directly removing Vanir's clone's main body—very easily, like taking off an ordinary mask.

"Ah, don't you feel pain?"

Vanir asked in shock. Even without a body, this demon could transmit what he wanted to say directly into another's consciousness through mental power.

And the person wearing his mask remains conscious; it's just that when their body acts against his will, they suffer indescribable mental and physical double pain.

"Pain—do you mean the feeling of being stabbed by something just now?"

Broly asked curiously.

"Is the feeling of being stabbed by something only to this extent?"

Vanir pressed further.

"Is there a problem?"

Vanir was speechless. This guy had both external and internal defenses maxed out; he didn't know how to deal with him anymore.

Just now he thought the other side was an individual who needed growth, but now it seemed a complete misunderstanding. This brat who grabbed him was now a complete existence, an unsolvable-level guy.

"I say, is this black-and-white mask your main body?"

Seeing the black-and-white mask in his hand no longer speak, Broly asked directly.

"To be precise, it is merely the main body of this body."

Broly tilted his head, not quite understanding what Vanir meant, but didn't care much, and continued: "Since I've subdued you, shouldn't you prepare to admit your failure to me and concede in this bet?"

"Admit defeat? Looking at the situation, that should indeed be the case, but what I like most is saying no to self-righteous brats. So, I refuse."

"Are you making things difficult for me, Broly?"

The ice on his body's surface was completely shattered. Broly frowned at the masked demon who still hadn't admitted defeat, and began to feel annoyed.

"If you put it that way, it's not wrong." Feeling the annoyance, Vanir instead became spirited and directly admitted it.

"So you're a shameless demon?"

Broly asked.

Vanir: "..."

When had he ever been on the same level as a dog?

"What is a shameless demon? I'm not that kind of thing."

"But you've already lost and don't want to admit defeat cheerfully!"

Broly pointed out the key evidence.

"That's because I still have my last trump card!"

Vanir, left with only a black-and-white mask, retorted.

"You said that three times just now. Every time you said you still had a trump card, but the result was just like before—easily defeated by me."

"This time it's real!"

"So the previous ones were fake?"

This Hell Duke's breadth of mind was not inferior to his own master's.

Even his unwilling-to-lose posture was much the same.

They were both the type of stubborn dead duck.

"I'm short on time; I have to go back to work later. If you still don't admit defeat, I'll regretfully have to eliminate you."

Broly channeled his qi to his fingers, forming a small energy ball at his fingertip, pressing it against the black-and-white mask as he spoke the threatening words. He was serious.

Vanir also noticed this. He did not want to exit just like that without a ripple, so he quickly said: "My last trump card is Wiz. If you don't want Wiz to die, you'd better not speak to me with that attitude."

"What do you mean?"

Broly frowned and stopped his hand to ask.

Vanir sensed uneasy emotions from him.

"Need you ask? I am a demon, and demons doing bad things in contracts is perfectly normal, isn't it?"

"Back when Wiz signed a contract with me, I secretly tampered with her after she transformed into a lich."

"As for what the tampering was, simply put, it's a trick where as soon as I have the thought, Wiz will quickly die."

The words had barely fallen when Broly's ki rose by more than one level, the ground's ice blown away by the wildly surging ki, the Saiyan's killing intent boiling.

"What are your conditions?"

Vanir felt that if he had mouth corners right now, they would definitely twitch uncontrollably; this little ghost before him had actually believed his bluffed trump card so easily, and was completely provoked by him.

To be honest, the anger coming from the other party was the highest-quality anger emotion he had ever tasted in his life.

"Let me think... got it, as long as you..."

Vanir's excessive demands had not yet been proposed when terrifying ki suddenly exploded on Broly's hand.

Without even 0.01 seconds of reaction time, a huge basin appeared where Broly had been standing.

Broly believed Vanir's words, and likewise believed that the other party could make Wiz die with just a single thought.

So Broly gave Vanir no chance to even form a thought, and while he was proposing conditions, directly exploded ki to eliminate this Masked Demon.

(Chapter End)