Chapter 1059: Chapter 1059
1059: Chapter 1045: The Shameless Wretch 1059: Chapter 1045: The Shameless Wretch “My Lord’s rebellious daughter, the last Princess, if circumstances allowed, I would not wish to cross hands with you, to obliterate the last bloodline of My Lord on this earth is a sin.
If possible, I’d prefer our fight to be confined to a wager, where the loser, shall agree to one thing the victor requests….”
Damon Mendel, self-proclaimed King of Evolution, the lion-faced man, who had been irritable and hysterical, suddenly regained his composure at this moment.
Unlike the life-and-death struggle provoked against Lu Ping’an, he attempted to limit his fight with Eve to the level of a duel of wagers.
It was also one of the “Martial Fight” rules: as long as they staked their respective wagers, the covenant of a duel before the gods would be ensured by the Deity to maintain the “vow’s” continuity.
The lion-faced man deliberately maintained a gentlemanly demeanor, but his malice overflowed nonetheless.
I called you Princess, don’t think….” In an instant, the lion-faced man could not contain himself.
Yet the “little girl” just cocked her head, seeming to remember something.
“I’ve finally remembered, that woman seemed to have said something about you…..”
“My Lord mentioned me!
How glorious, how…” Immediately, Dimon was overjoyed.
“Yes, that’s right, I remember!
She said there was a ‘substandard Transformation insect’ who deliberately made his face resemble that of his own tribe, crudely making his human face into the grotesque one of a deformed child from her maternal tribe…hehe, she told this as a joke to us sisters, ‘ugly imitation monster,’ ‘deluded toad lusting after swan meat, vermin’….”
Damon Mendel burst into fury in an instant, remembering those cold, cruel eyes, but then he calmed down immediately.
“Princess, if you wish to fabricate lies to enrage me, you have succeeded, but My Lord…”
The girl tilted her head, a picture of innocence.
Some may find this ironic, and as a Spectator, Lu Ping’an knew that the little girl probably really hadn’t thought of anything.
She was just trying hard to dig out from her own memory who exactly this “plastic surgery freak” was and why he kept saying “My Lord”….
Surely her own servants were quite handsome and beautiful, there wasn’t anyone this ugly.
“I will now state my wager, should I by chance win, can You join me in rebuilding our Church to extend My Lord’s bloodline together?
My wager is a marriage proposal, a covenant to continue the progeny….”
The moment the lion-faced man spoke, it brought about waves of hisses.
This kind of forced marriage was probably more outrageous than deciding life and death directly.
The girl fell silent, not out of hesitation, but because she was disgusted.
She finally dredged up this person from the memories that she had long cast aside, the guy who once “pursued” someone by voluntarily imitating that person’s tribal facial features, turning himself into a Four Unlike figure.
It had even caused some ripples within the Church at the time….
Probably most people had never seen someone so shameless with such a peculiar taste.
After all, the person he pursued, apart from appearing in female form in front of her “Clones,” often took on a beast form in many public occasions, earning the epithet of “Balance Disaster Beast.”
It was normal to assume a beast form for the sake of power, but he, a human, had his face surgically altered to chase after a “Beast”…
Even within the Mother Goddess cult, which had particularly heavy tastes, he was an oddity among oddities.
However, since he didn’t even dare to speak to the “Disaster Beast” directly, the Disaster Beast had no excuse to deal with him, but even just this behavior alone left the young Princess with some subtle memories.
“…Back then, you publicly declared your pursuit of that person, who was nominally my mother…”
“Yes, she was powerful and stunningly charming.
She was once the woman of my dreams.
Unfortunately, I never got the chance to confess my deepest feelings to her before she met with misfortune.” This time, he seemed quite bold in his confession.
Eve instantly felt uneasy, wondering if this guy was sick in the head.
“Now, you want to pursue me?!
And propose marriage?”
“Of course, as long as it can extend My Lord’s bloodline, I am willing to give everything, and it is Your duty as Princess.
We would be a match made in heaven.”
Finally, Eve couldn’t hold back any longer.
To hell with your wager; I’m going to cut you down.
In the sky, one by one, the Crystals formed from golden sand, and with the Emcee’s words, it was declared that the “wager” had become invalid.
“Alright, contestant Eve has confirmed the martial fight situation….
a life and death fight with no surrender begins.”
As a spectator, Lu Ping’an had not expected anyone could make Eve this angry.
As for that Damon Mendel’s shameless and impudent behavior?
Maybe even his narcissism, Lu Ping’an really found nothing odd about it.
The world is so vast, there are plenty more odd people out there.
Creatures that think the sun and stars revolve around them are living just fine.
This one just happens to be a bit more shameless, a bit more faceless, a bit more of a bully to orphans and widows…..
well, indeed quite annoying, Lu Ping’an himself felt an urge to tear him to pieces.
However, the girl in the throes of a rampage probably wouldn’t give Lu Ping’an a chance to act personally.
The whole world turned into a hall of yellow crystal, where Eve displayed an extremely terrifying limit.
Even clearly restricted by the rules of this world, she still showed the frightening combat instinct of a “Rule-level” life form.
Every strike, every swing of her claws, brought with it the world rending in gold, and “Gold” kept spreading from her fingertips, even expanding over her opponent’s flesh.
Along with her accomplishments, the earth transformed into “The Land of Yellow Crystals,” with numerous crystals actively attacking the invading flesh life forms, and countless crystal magic monsters voluntarily fighting for their master.
Damon Mendel talked big, but now he was in quite a predicament, having lost an arm and a leg, still desperately struggling.
“…Princess, don’t be willful, My Lord is gone, but her lineage still needs to be carried on.
You and I together, we can rebuild the glory of the Mother Goddess cult….”
If it was infuriating her, Damon was very successful.
But seeing his current state, bleeding rivers, he probably wouldn’t live much longer.
Lu Ping’an just regretted that he couldn’t take action himself, as he was originally on his own list of challengers…
“You will have your chance, when the time comes help me slice him into threads, and prepare a good meal…”
At that moment, Big Cat sneakily added a sentence.
Hearing this, Lu Ping’an was somewhat surprised.
Wasn’t the scene almost over?
The guy was almost dead; could he still turn the tables?
“….Although this is a non-reclaimable pure trash, it is also a member of the Life system…”
This time, Lu Ping’an understood immediately.
Three minutes later, the venue was in shambles, and the ground had an extra crystal figure with a lion’s face.
And even at this moment, his mouth was still moving…
Eve, still feeling unsatisfied, kicked furiously, and the crystals shattered into pieces.
And even though only a mouth remained on the ground, it was still opening and closing.
“…..Your Highness, please reconsider, I’m very sincere, and quite suitable for You….”
It was directly crushed underfoot, and Eve still felt unsatisfied, stomping on it over and over again.
After finishing, she suddenly turned her head and glared fiercely at Lu Ping’an…
then, she got even angrier!
Because this man, he hadn’t even been watching her at all.
Was she really that unimportant?
Could it be that she met such a disgusting person and he didn’t care at all?
What she didn’t know was that at this moment, Lu Ping’an’s unfocused eyes were locked on a “Life” several kilometers away, undergoing the process of revival from its “nest.”
“…..Although it’s a despicable cretin, it’s somewhat interesting.”
He was unaware that someone was staring daggers at him, then continuously smashing the crystals underfoot, as if they were that detestable man….