Chapter 4106

Upon finishing her sentence, Morticia's eyes blazed icily. Her fiend soul burst from her body as she rose in the air, clutching a black longsword to meet Grunt's attack!

In the blink of an eye, a battle broke out between them.

Darryl gasped when he saw that. He was at a loss, torn between feeling complicated and overwhelming.

He felt complicated because being captured by Grunt was dangerous enough, but another powerful figure from the fiend race had appeared too.

He was overwhelmed because he might have a chance at survival if the fiend woman could wound Grunt mortally.

Grunt and Morticia flew in circles through and around each other in mid­air. The collisions of the black longsword and the golden spear emitted a series of clangs that rang through the air.

Grunt had started the battle full of confidence. Yet he slowly began to sweat, shock creeping into his system.

What the hell? Was that woman not just a fiend general? How was she so powerful?

"Give it up. You're no match for me."

was in disbelief, Morticia gave a loud cry. Then, she raised her arm, bringing it down on him as quick as

radiating impossible power. It blocked all of Grunt's defenses, leaving him with no way out. Grunt panicked

F*ck!

waste time sparing a second thought, channeling all the godly energy in his body. He brought a palm forward as he

entire canyon seemed to rattle along with it. With a dull hum, Grunt stumbled many steps backward. His face

second to the Archfiend Antigonus as one of the twelve Fiend Martyrs. Of course, Grunt

Heaven Emperor's general, yet you have such bad judgment. You think that I'm only a fiend general?" Morticia scoffed. "I'm one of the twelve Fiend Martyrs, idiot. Just thought you

What?

at Morticia. He found himself speechless, and disbelief

one of

terrifying. F*ck,

regret. If he had known she was one of the twelve Fiend Martyrs, he

to die, now that you know

the words lightly. She raised her palms, channeling a terrifying gust of fiend soul energy. It condensed into a gigantic ball in mid­air in front of her, hurtling

shifted.

one he might not be able to

energy in him, forming a

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