[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-evil-mc-s-ntr-harem":3,"chapter-evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-1118":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Evil MC's NTR Harem",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1832579,2438,"Chapter 1119 Yoga","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-1118",1118,"\u003Cp>Ross took another step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each footfall made the hunters retreat a half-step without realizing it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross’s eyes gleamed with a disturbing calm—like someone who had already decided what everyone’s fate would be.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hallway felt smaller suddenly, as if the walls were closing in around the intruders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Come,\" Ross said softly. \"Let’s dance.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice held no excitement—only a quiet, chilling anticipation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s been... far too long since I felt blood warm on my hands.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The leader’s heart skipped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The telekinetic’s jaw clenched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The big man instinctively raised his fists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Ross kept walking, unhurried, unstoppable, stepping toward the six men who realized—far too late—that they hadn’t cornered prey.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Prey didn’t smile like that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Predators did.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well, if you want to die that badly, then be my guest! I’ll help you get to hell myself!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The telekinetic’s voice cracked with rage as he thrust both hands forward, veins bulging on his temples.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pffft!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wooden arrow shot like a bullet, slicing through the air fast enough to whistle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It struck Ross dead center on the forehead—so perfectly aimed that the other hunters didn’t even bother to blink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had seen that attack pierce sheet metal and shattered bone clean through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this time...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The arrow simply stopped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like it had hit a slab of solid iron.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross didn’t flinch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Didn’t blink.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Didn’t even sway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The projectile clattered onto the wooden floor with a harmless tap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hallway went silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This... this is impossible...\" the telekinetic whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face twisted in disbelief as he stumbled back, eyes wide as saucers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s my strongest shot... it should have blown your head open...!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross rubbed the spot on his forehead as casually as someone wiping away a raindrop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No bleeding... no crack... not even a scratch,\" he murmured, amused. Then he looked up with a wide, toothy smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well, it did tickle. I’ll give you that.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His smile grew darker.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why don’t I give you a taste of your own medicine?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He flicked his fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Snap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoooosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wooden floor beneath the telekinetic buckled violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A jagged stake erupted upward as if launched by an underground explosion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man barely had time to widen his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>SCHLK!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stake impaled him from below—ramming straight up to his ass first then through his pelvis, shredding his insides, piercing organs, spine, throat—then exploding out his mouth in a shower of blood and shattered teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His scream died instantly, trapped behind the blood filling his lungs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stake didn’t stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It carried him upward, lifting him clean off the ground, suspending him like a butchered animal on display.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His legs twitched. His fingers curled. A wet gargle escaped what remained of his throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood poured down the stake, dripping rhythmically onto the floorboards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tap...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tap...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tap...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hunters stared in horror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The smell of iron filled the hallway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The telekinetic’s lifeless body hung there, mouth stretched unnaturally wide around the stake, eyes frozen in a mix of disbelief and terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross tilted his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well... that looks uncomfortable,\" he said lightly, as if critiquing a painting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped forward, brushing past the corpse like it was nothing more than furniture in his way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blood soaking into the wood didn’t faze him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shocked expressions of the remaining five hunters didn’t faze him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He simply walked—slow, calm, deliberate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Now then...\" Ross said softly, wiping a fleck of blood off his cheek.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Who wants to go next?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The remaining hunters finally realized:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They hadn’t cornered a man.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had awakened a monster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"FUCK YOU!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The big man erupted like a volcano, spittle flying from his lips as rage twisted his features.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His massive frame tensed, muscles bulging like coiled steel cables beneath his skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He charged forward, shaking the entire hallway with his steps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every stomp sounded like a hammer smashing through the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every breath was a growl.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every intention screamed murder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pulled his arm back, gathering every ounce of strength in his monstrous body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His knuckles whitened. His veins throbbled. He wanted Ross’s head—wanted to crush it in a single devastating blow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He swung.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>B A N G !\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fist slammed into the side of Ross’s skull with a thunderous crack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And Ross didn’t move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not an inch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not a wobble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not a twitch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The big man staggered back, his eyes widening in pure disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His entire arm vibrated violently, the shockwave of the impact traveling all the way up to his shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pain hit a heartbeat later—white-hot, sharp, agonizing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What... what the hell are you...?\" he gasped, clutching his wrist as the bones inside screamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His fist felt like it had struck solid molten iron—something impossibly hard, impossibly hot, something that rejected all force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had smashed through concrete with those fists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had folded car hoods like paper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had caved in skulls with a single swipe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross’s head—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>felt like punching a demon’s throne.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross slowly tilted his head back toward him, calm and eerily patient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no anger in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just... curiosity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My turn,\" Ross said softly, almost gently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The big man’s instincts screamed. He tried to step back. Tried to raise his guard. Tried to do anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross stepped forward, barely shifting his weight, and threw a single punch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>PUCHI!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound wasn’t just loud—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was wet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Heavy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Final.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ross’s fist connected with the man’s skull, and the result was grotesque.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The head didn’t simply split open—it detonated. Bone fragments shot out like shrapnel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A geyser of blood blasted upward, splattering the ceiling, painting the walls, raining down onto the remaining hunters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man’s jaw flew one direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An eye another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brain matter slid down the hallway in thick ropes of red and white.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a single surreal second, the giant’s headless body remained standing—legs shaking, arms trembling as though the body refused to accept death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>THUD!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The corpse collapsed like a felled tree, blood pumping from the ragged stump of his neck in thick spurts.\u003C\u002Fp>",1003,"2026-06-09T06:19:13.331Z",1,"novelbin.me","fb40d6e24a9eb49b1a7aab3055de028a719a3e6183be316ad0aab7e4424e6599","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-1119","evil-mc-s-ntr-harem-chapter-1117",1212,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fevil-mc-s-ntr-harem-cover.jpg"]