Chapter 106: The Seventh Son's Demon-Subduing Battle 1 (Peeping)

Facing the death throes of Tyrannosaurus Sorcerer Radu, Fulade merely gave a cold smile.

Feeling the searing heat from the Blood Flame Fangs in his hand, as blood energy was absorbed, the energy fluctuations grew increasingly full.

This was a close-combat magitech device forged from Fulade's own fangs and demonized horns as the main materials, and it could also serve as a wand.

Inside it were engraved nine charging runes; when the runes were fully charged with energy, they could unleash nine powerful attacks rivaling the full-force strike of a Level Three mid-stage creature.

Most importantly, the energy needed by the Blood Flame Fangs could be replenished at any time by absorbing blood during combat.

"Thump~!!"

A heavy thud sounded as a large body hit the ground.

The Tyrannosaurus Sorcerer, originally tall and imposing, radiating powerful explosive force, now lay like a sick cat drained dry, barely clinging to life.

He withdrew the Blood Flame Fangs and looked at Tyrannosaurus Sorcerer Radu, who had reverted to human form.

This was a bald, burly man with dark skin, wearing a black trench coat over leather armor.

Only now, his face was pale and he was extremely emaciated.

Looking at the Blood Flame Fangs in his hand, the first charging rune was only half filled.

He turned to look at the Saiwik Giant Bear Sorcerer nearby, who still hadn't died even after having its heart blown out.

The enormous bear eyes radiated a trace of pleading.

"Quite tenacious—no heart left, yet still not dead."

"Then let me send you on your final journey," Fulade said slowly, gazing at the other's pleading eyes.

"No—don't," a voice begging for mercy rang out.

A flash of ruthlessness crossed his eyes; in the Giant Bear Sorcerer's constricted pupils, that blood-colored spear emanating a thick aura of malice grew larger and larger, until finally his left eye went black and a sharp pain instantly shot from the eyeball.

Looking at Giant Bear Sorcerer Yura, whose pupils had turned ashen-gray, Fulade slowly withdrew the Blood Flame Fangs.

Gazing at the one charging rune now lit up on the Blood Flame Fangs, Fulade nodded in satisfaction.

Putting away the spear in his hand, his cold, gloomy eyes looked toward the shadows.

It was Ailisi, who had been secretly observing everything here from the darkness.

When that pair of sharp, piercing eyes looked over, Ailisi couldn't help but feel her heart tighten.

Only one thought remained in her mind: "He found me~!!"

The instant that thought arose, the owner of that terrifying figure had already vanished.

Her heart startled, she hastily turned to flee.

"Where do you think you're going, Miss Ailisi?"

Looking at the face with hot breath, inches away, Ailisi subconsciously stumbled back a step in panic.

"You—I don't understand, what are you talking about, uh." Her eyes flickering, Ailisi spoke with a trace of panic.

Her slender, supple waist was instantly gripped tightly by a powerful large hand, and in a flash she was pulled into the man's embrace.

In that instant, Ailisi felt her heart about to stop.

"Since I've already caught you, don't think about running. I happen to be heading to Panduo Mountain as well, to pay a visit to your Witch lady," Fulade said with a low chuckle.

"You—who exactly are you?" Pressed against the man's chest, Ailisi's voice carried a faint tremor.

At the end of the day, Ailisi was just a young Witch who hadn't seen much of the world.

When she had first seen Fulade, the impression was quite deep—tall, handsome, very charming. At the time she had even lamented that he was just an ordinary person.

Who knew that Fulade, whom she had taken for an ordinary person, would in the blink of an eye transform into a terrifying Great Demon King.

This enormous transformation—even now, Ailisi was still somewhat dazed, unable to believe it.

"Fulade~!" Fulade gave his name.

Unfortunately, the girl before him didn't seem to have any reaction.

Watching Ailisi trying hard to search for clues from her barren brain, Fulade couldn't help but feel a flash of disappointment.

She actually hadn't heard of me—looks like I'm not as famous as I imagined!

"Fulade—you're the King of Darkness~Fulade Dracula!!"

Just as Fulade was silently lamenting, a cry of alarm came from the shadows not far away.

The speaker was Tom Ward.

Looking at the master and disciple pair, Gregori, who had returned after fleeing, Fulade's face darkened.

This old sly fox! "What are you standing there for, run~!"

When Fulade's gaze turned toward him, Gregori didn't say another word—he grabbed Tom and took to his heels.

By the time Fulade snapped out of his daze, they had already run a great distance.

"What's going on here~! Why is he running?"

The moment this puzzled thought arose, Fulade instantly understood.

His expression couldn't help but darken: Damn it, I'm actually on this old guy's Demon-hunting list too!?

Immediately, Fulade's figure flashed.

"Hey, old man, I saved your life. Running off without even a word of thanks—that's a bit too impolite, isn't it?"

Just as Gregori was still rejoicing that Fulade hadn't given chase, a voice suddenly rang out from ahead.

Looking up, a swarm of ghostly bats intermingled with wisps of black gas suddenly appeared, instantly coalescing into form.

Aboard the Floating Ship, under the trembling gazes of Ailisi and Tom Ward.

Miserable, pig-slaughter-like screams echoed from outside the Floating Ship.

"Ailisi."

A pleasant, magnetic voice came through.

Hearing this voice, Ailisi couldn't help but shudder, and hastily withdrew her gaze toward the bow.

He carefully filled a wine cup for Fulade.

Hoo~

He set the wine cup down, watching Ge Rui Ge Li, tied to the ship's bow, admiring the natural scenery amid the howling gale.

A smile slowly rose at the corner of his mouth, a feeling of vengeful pleasure welling up.

You brat, you schemed against me.

And you even put me on the Demon Hunter Legion's blacklist!

If I don't give you a hundred million colors to sample, I'd truly be sorry for this sentiment of yours.

"Hey, old man, are you still running away?" Fulade said as he walked to the bow.

"No, no~~"

He watched as Ge Rui Ge Li opened his mouth, only to have the violent gale blast into it, his mouth turning into a gorilla‑like shape.

This scene made Mr. Tom Ward, who witnessed it up close, shiver in terror.

This is at ten thousand meters altitude!

If one isn't careful and falls.

Heavens, it's over, it's over.

I guess I haven't offended anyone before~ right?

Staring at the one before him, the legendary ruler of darkness.

He recalled that he had once casually boasted to him, claiming to be the apprentice of the legendary Demon Hunter Master Gregory.

And now, the Gregory Master he once took pride in was being casually squeezed in someone else's hands. In a daze, a bizarre sense of unreality rose instantly.

Seeing Gregory's pallid face and aura sinking into the abyss, Fulade no longer bothered to torment him.

He pulled him back from the outside of the bow.

Staring at Gregory's face, still shaken and panting heavily.

Fulade said, "I called you a brat, you dared to scheme against me. Do you still have the nerve!"

"You still dared to put my name on the Demon Hunter list, you have the nerve!"

"Pa pa pa~", he said, throwing a series of big punches, venting his anger!

"Consider yourself sensible; from now on, the task of forming the Demon Hunter Legion will be yours to handle." Looking at the Demon Hunter before him, subdued under his domineering authority, with a dead‑gray face, Fulade said calmly.

"By the way, I heard you had a fling with the Queen of Witches Ma'erjin in your early years?" Fulade asked curiously.

Hearing this rumor for the first time, Ailisi and Tom instantly widened their eyes.

"How could that be? Master Gregory isn't the most hating of witches," Tom exclaimed.

"Prince, I… that was actually just a scheme to lure her." Gregory's old face suddenly became a bit unsettled.

Before Gregory could finish, Fulade interrupted: "Never mind, it doesn't matter now; when the time comes I'll personally… give her a proper lesson."

It was evening.

Panduo Mountain, nestled among towering peaks, housed a ruined palace that had stood silently for a hundred years.

This was the lair where the Queen of Witches Ma'erjin dwelled.

The Floating Ship pierced the night clouds, slowly landing atop a mountain peak, as silhouettes in black slipped down from the ship, circling around the palace.

In the brightly lit palace, breaths began to echo.

A tiny bat sliced through the night sky, heading toward the palace.

In its pitch‑black eyes, a flash of light suddenly burst.

A mouthful of water, unnoticed, slowly dripped from its sharp little fangs.

"No way, Ma'erjin, I didn't expect you to be such a witch." From afar, the information relayed through the bat's vision truly shocked Fulade.

One sees a palace whose exterior is ruined, yet its interior is gilded and splendid.

Two scorching figures were tightly entwined.

One figure, clad in sheer pure white gauze, with snow‑white skin barely visible, a graceful figure and a plump butt.

A pair of fair, full jade‑like legs, swaying lightly as a breeze brushed, the sheer fabric fluttering, the white flesh glistening.

On a face full of mature housewife allure, both scorn and delight flickered.

Her black wavy long hair, dampened by sweat, clung tightly to her fair face, giving the woman an indescribable special allure.

This alluring, seductive woman was Ailisi's mother, Bonnie Liz.

The other figure wore a black sheer dress, with a head of red hair covering half of her cheek.

But from the exposed side of her face, one could see the woman was a mature beauty.

She was the kind of ripe peach that, with a slight squeeze, would burst with juice.

Under the black sheer veil, her voluptuous, supple waist and gradually widening hips formed a wonderful curve.

The fair, full flesh, hidden beneath the black veil, trembled faintly, exceedingly seductive.

Most importantly, a pair of jade hands, now resting beneath the beautiful young woman's body, kept wandering.

Facing such a scene before him.

The little bat, originally sent only to scout the situation, was caught off guard and instantly showed its trembling nature.

"Ailisi, I didn't expect your mother to have such a hobby?"

Looking at the little beauty Ailisi beside him, whose face showed a faint hint of worry.

Fulade's mouth twitched upward; under her puzzled gaze, he instantly shifted his focus onto Ailisi.

Sure enough, within moments, Ailisi's entire body reddened at a visible speed.

After a brief moment, sensing Fulade's half‑smiling gaze beside her, Ailisi quickly recovered, her legs suddenly weakening, her face flushing with embarrassment, unable to look up.

At that moment, a pair of strong hands gently wrapped around her slender waist, feeling the body pressed up behind her.

A strange emotion suddenly surged into Ailisi's heart.

Her body couldn't help but shiver, especially as she felt the large hands at her waist slowly roaming.

Yet she could still see the palace, the endlessly radiant, fiery scene of her mother, and an unprecedented shiver and thrill instantly assaulted her.

Fulade stared at Ailisi, who couldn't help closing her eyes, a hint of malice curling at his mouth; it seemed the young beauty's spring heart had awakened.

She had previously kept a distant yet wary demeanor toward him, but now she was firmly in his grasp.

Time ticked forward.

A scolding shout rang out, and the field of vision went black; evidently the little bat had been discovered by Ma'erjin.

The two who had been spying, about to draw guns and fire, finally regained their composure.

Only the two behaved differently, as a faint disappointment flashed in Fulade's eyes.

Ailisi, her face flushed and heart racing, collapsed softly into Fulade's arms.

Looking at Ailisi's vacant eyes and half‑exposed tongue, Fulade slowly withdrew his wicked hand.

A cleansing technique was released, giving his own hands a solo spa and erasing the criminal evidence.

At the same time, a shamed soprano suddenly rang out.

"Which sneaky rat, come out for me."

As the voice rang, a red‑haired woman in a black feathered long dress, her face flushed with shame and anger, stepped out of the palace.

Behind her was a graceful young lady in a white‑silk long dress and a black cinched leather armor.

The two were the Queen of Witches Ma'erjin, who had just been engaged in indescribable acts in the palace, and her sister Boni Liz.

With Ma'erjin's scolding, dozens of figures clad in black armor and wearing black iron masks suddenly appeared around the palace.

Among them were Ma'erjin's subordinates, including the Tyrannosaurus Sorcerer Radu, an extraordinary mercenary she had crafted over the years.

In addition, three powerful auras, summoned by Ma'erjin, appeared in the palace area.

The first to appear was a leopard with dark‑gold fur and black Magic Runes.

Over four meters long, its streamlined massive body possessed tremendous explosive power, yet it moved silently across the ground.

When it reached the Queen of Witches Ma'erjin, it instantly transformed into a slender, black‑skinned woman clad in beast‑spirit leather armor, her face grim.

Looking at the woman whose face bore two fierce scars, adding a few more touches of ferocity.

Ailisi whispered, "That's Sa'erjin; her lineage is the shadow magic leopard, highly skilled at ambushes, with strong burst power, belonging to the close‑combat Bloodline Sorcerer class."

"You said you wouldn't harm my mother, right?" Ailisi's vivid eyes, tinged with a hint of pleading, stared intently at Fulade.

"Then later it'll be your performance that matters; if you can persuade them to pledge loyalty to me, this conflict can be entirely avoided."

"Of course, given how obedient you are, I'll show mercy then."

Facing Ailisi's worried gaze, Fulade's fingertip gently brushed her smooth cheek as he raised an eyebrow and said.

While the two were speaking, another figure flashed onto the palace plaza at incredible speed.

It was a bald man spitting a long snake‑like whip, clad in crude armor, with a red mark on his face.

"That's Sitelikesi, Komoin Serpent Sorcerer, extremely fast and agile; she is the weakest of Queen of Witches Ma'erjin's subordinates, highly adept at poison sorcery."

(End of chapter)