Elsewhere, his arms were much longer than those of other races, almost reaching his knees, giving this big guy a lazy and careless hunched figure. However, if one paid attention to his protruding jaw and well-developed facial muscles, it was not difficult to see that this creature was definitely not an easy opponent to deal with, and the short spear held in one hand further confirmed this view.

The reason is simple: the tail and the tip of the short spear are equipped with sinister barbs, and the bleeding groove reflects the sunlight brightly.

“Hornet,” Angelita blurted out in surprise, “the monsters are drawn too short in those books…”

She held her sword in one hand, on guard, her left hand free at her waist. She had recently discovered a technique for sneak attacks with a pistol in Corazonde’s swordsmanship book, and she naturally wouldn’t miss this method to increase her chances of victory.

After all, neither her honor-conscious mentor nor Patrick could teach her much, and Raslaufer’s influence was so profound.

“That’s because I’m not a hobgoblin. As you call me, I’m a bugbear,” the muscular, frightening fellow tilted his head and said hoarsely, “I came to see you. Someone asked me to bring you a message.”

An ominous premonition came over Angelita: “I don’t want to hear——”

“‘His Majesty has asked me to take you home, Princess.'”

The bear goblin’s lips, which were so thick that they looked stupid, opened and closed. However, before he could stretch them to the desired angle, Reslaufer in front of him had already swung the sword in his hand towards Angelita!

With a thud, half of Angelita’s face was splattered red with blood. She turned back in horror, only to see the masked man appear from nowhere, dagger in hand, falling straight back. As the sword from behind his skull stabbed into the ground, his entire jaw was severed.

“…You saw through it.”

“Once again,” Reslaufer looked back at him coldly, “you go around claiming to be a ‘lone beast’, but in fact you have a group of assassins. How interesting.”

The bear goblin’s hand couldn’t help but tremble slightly. The consequences of his cool balance with one hand just now began to appear, but if he hadn’t done so just now, the knife would have hit his head.

“Well, I was going to say this after I kidnapped her, but there’s nothing I can do about it now,” the bugbear sighed, slowly raising his spear arm to his chest, pointing the spear at the now unarmed Raceloff. “Hello to you too, Death. I’ve heard a lot about you.”

“That’s why I don’t like you,” Raslaufer said, standing there quietly, watching the bugbears cautiously and carefully change their postures and shift positions around him. “Giving each other pretentious nicknames doesn’t make you look cool, nor does it make people afraid of you. Even though you’re a bugbear, you’re smarter than them. At least you know how to use it as bait, but this makes you stand out too much.”

“I see,” the bugbear trembled the two fangs that protruded from his lips. “I was wondering what could have made you remember such an insignificant character like me, to the point of rendering my methods ineffective today.”

“And it turns out they seem too stupid to you?”

“If you use your smart brain on this, you lose energy elsewhere. They’ve let me down too many times.”

“I understand,” the bugbear stopped and took a deep breath of air. At this moment, the wound on his chest looked as if it had never appeared. “But I still have questions.”

“I remember you used a two-handed greatsword. Where is it? I also know that you always hide a fighting sword, but I didn’t see where it was just now. And you threw your knife away—”

“So, why are you standing in front of me now, with your bare hands, and still looking so foolish and fearless?”

Reslaufer did not answer immediately. He raised his hands in front of him and slowly clenched his fists, and the joints of his bones began to emit a fierce and crisp sound.

“Let me answer you with another question, Beast. Which came first, me, the sword, or the hands that can wield it?”

Chapter 269 Mortal Body

The bear goblin no longer answered, but instead let out a majestic war cry. Knowing that it was impossible to bypass Reslaufer and the others to kidnap Angritta, he burst out with fierce and wild courage, swung his spear and stabbed at Reslaufer.

This man had no armor, no weapons, and most importantly, he only had one life!

Firmly convinced of this, the bear goblins cast aside all their remaining doubts and attacked Reslaufer frantically, trying to use their advantage in weapons to kill the mercenaries.

Leslaufer had indeed been forced into several dangerous maneuvers. Like the “Death Blade” hired to attack Edward’s parents in Zunli City, this bugbear had made a name for himself in the land of Inassus. The Lone Beast, this alien with a deceptively misleading nickname, excelled at using invisibility spells to creep out of the shadows with his apprentice assassins and carry off anyone he desired.

However, this style is also part of the confusion: the exaggerated muscles of this beast are not for show, and head-on collision is also one of his areas of expertise!

“Ugh!” Reslaufer misstepped again, and the barbed end of the spear immediately ripped away a small piece of flesh from his temple. Just a centimeter more precision would have left a hole in Reslaufer’s skull. But just as the bugbear’s attack forced the spear between them, Reslaufer suddenly reached out with his left hand and grasped the wooden handle of the spear!

The bear goblin reacted very quickly. Thinking that Reslaufer was going to fight with him for control of the weapon, he immediately raised his foot. However, before he could kick Reslaufer in the abdomen, he heard a “crack” and the short spear was broken into two pieces by the mercenary’s right fist. The bear goblin, who was wrestling with his hands, immediately lost his balance for a moment!

This is the reason for victory or defeat!

Reslaufer tossed the half-broken spear he had snatched to the ground. Instead, he thrust his right fist, stronger than his own, like lightning, striking the bugbear in the face again. If the opponent were a human, the force of this punch would have been enough to put them to sleep. However, the bugbear still managed to fight back with the half-broken weapon in his hand, but Reslaufer, no longer constrained by distance, would not give him that opportunity.

The iron-like arm lifted up the bear goblin’s arm, but the five fingers pressed down on the protruding spine of the bear goblin’s hunched back. At the same time, the left fist tore the chest on the side without the heart armor like a bear or a tiger. Even if you just listen to the sound, you can guess how many ribs the bear goblin has broken.

The intense pain clouded the beast’s judgment, and he subconsciously bent down to protect his torso, which was exactly what Reslaufer had in mind. As his right arm pressed down, his left fist, originally intended for a direct attack, immediately rose high and struck the back of his opponent’s head with a heavy hammer!

With a dull thud, the bear goblin, who was full of energy just two minutes ago, fell to the ground like a dead dog. If we only count the time when Reslaufer started to counterattack, the truly dangerous battle lasted only a dozen seconds!

“Lei, Uncle Reslaufer!” Angelita was almost scared silly. She hurriedly pulled out her sword from the ground and ran over. This was not the first time that Reslaufer protected her with his bare hands, but that time when facing the giant dwarf, the battle was by no means so simple and direct!

“This is definitely an upgrade…” Daisy licked her lips and put down the matte in her hand that was ready to go.

Now that she has a “qin buddy” who understands her thoughts, she no longer shouts out many things: “When will warrior leveling be as simple and clear as spellcasters? Isn’t it good to have a few levels? I still don’t understand what level Lao Lei is at.”

“For a warrior, improvements in skills and changes in physique can be considered what you call ‘leveling up,'” Ling Ling’s voice blew past the poet’s ears. “And having snatched a ‘gift’ from the devil of Purgatory, he can probably now fight against ordinary chain devils—of course, I’m not talking about this situation where he’s unarmed.”

“The chains of a chain demon are extremely deadly, capable of tormenting a person to death in the despair of being trapped. They are a formidable foe for both demons and devils. Even if this one is fully armed, I estimate he can only achieve a narrow or tragic victory…”

“Can I interrupt you for a moment?” Daisy said softly, interrupting Ling Ling’s thoughts. “I now believe that you haven’t searched through my memory, otherwise you would know this.”

“what do you know?”

“Old Ray had already accomplished this—before he swung the Hellfire Giant with his matt harp, drawing your attention to me and my harp—and before he gained the power of the devil.”

“And it’s not a one-on-one fight, but one-on-many. There are quite a few Imps and Cambions, and maybe a few Cerberus too.”

A long-lost silence fell within the bard’s mind. It wasn’t until Leslaufer, holding the bugbear in one hand and his sword in the other, and Angrita approached that Ling Ling began to mutter:

“How is this possible… This is impossible… Is he already at the level of a bone demon or a thorn demon? Or, or can he defeat those lust demons? But then, wouldn’t the power of the demon Intisis be just icing on the cake for him… No, no, no, this is ridiculous! This is a demon and a mortal!”

While events in the material world continued to unfold, within Purgatory, in the fourth layer of Hell beneath Avernus, Dis, and Minauros, within the largest volcanic crater, within a fortress-like city built of obsidian and black glass, stood an extravagant theater. On its stage, a perpetual cycle of performances, rarely seen by mortals, played out.

But at this moment, this flawless multiverse cultural feast suddenly paused. In the first row of audience seats with only two seats, the female devil sitting next to the empty seat also stopped drinking red wine. Her beautiful eyes, as hot as the magma outside the city, raised slightly and looked oppressively at the embarrassed performer in the center of the stage.

“I didn’t forgive your debt just to spoil my fun.” Those eyes quickly returned to the wine glass held by the red-faced hand, as if they were not seeing anything, yet seemed to see everything. “You need an explanation.”

“Interesting mortal, my respected hostess!” Ling Ling’s voice rang out from the stage, “An opportunity to show off to Her Highness Gracia—”

“That one won’t do. It’s not good enough,” the fiery, charming female devil swirled her wine glass. “It can’t compare to the mortal she hasn’t gotten yet—though I estimate that within a few centuries, he won’t be just a mortal.”

Gracia had a sharp eye. Although she hated the mortal’s refusal to cooperate no matter what, and yet was reluctant to give up, even that alone was enough to make her envy and jealous of her colleagues.

“Not her, mistress, I have found another candidate! Please listen to me and I will play it for you.”

The theater stage became lively again, and at the same time, the red wine in the hands of the only audience member below gradually shook into a small vortex under her gaze.