Six years ago, this terrifying man had been 'killed' by him and Eve. Back then, they had succeeded because of many other factors. Otherwise, even if they teamed up, they wouldn't have been able to defeat Hell. Back then, they had been on a small island, and they had detonated a bomb … but Hell's alertness was too high, and his reaction speed was too terrifying. He hadn't been blown to smithereens, but he had lost his right hand. Despite only having a left hand, Hell was still more terrifying than a demon. They had relied on their geographical advantage … they had fought with Hell on the island, and he hadn't had time to worry about his injuries. As a result, he had lost a lot of blood, and his willpower and stamina had quickly weakened. After 10 or so life-and-death situations, they had finally forced Hell into a corner, and he had used the last of his strength to jump into the ocean … in the process, they had brushed past death more than 10 times, and their bodies were covered with countless wounds.
Even against Hell, who had lost a large amount of blood and had lost an arm, they had still won by a hair's breadth. This was how terrifying that man was … anyone who thought of his name would feel a chill down their spines, 'Instructor Hell'! What was his true background, where did his terrifying strength come from, and why did he nurture so many terrifying 'Reapers'? No one knew the answer, not even him or Eve.
Right now, he was by himself, and he was facing Hell, who was far stronger than he was back then.
His brain had already given him the probability of defeating the man in front of him …
Zero.
He was extremely sensitive to auras, and he immediately knew how terrifying the current Hell was. Therefore, he asked everyone to leave immediately and forbade them from approaching or taking the initiative to contact him. He didn't want everyone to come and help. Even if everyone else came, they would just be sending themselves to their deaths!
"Heh, it seems like you don't want to die. Is it because of those two girls?" The man in black sinisterly laughed.
Ling Chen's heart clenched, and his voice became incredibly cold, "If you dare to touch those two, even if I die, I'll drag you down to hell with me!"
"Hell? Hahahaha, "the man in black wildly laughed," Hell is the most beautiful place in the world. The cries, blood, and despair there make me yearn for it. "
"Looks like you've gone completely crazy compared to back then," Ling Chen said coldly.
"Is that so? Thank you for your praise, but compared to madness, I seem to have become more benevolent. I actually let go of the two people you care about the most, and there are still two good-for-nothings left. Don't you have any words of gratitude to say to me? "
Ling Chen sneered, "The word 'benevolence' coming from your mouth is simply the biggest joke in the world. But you're right about one thing. I don't want to die yet. The only one who will die today will be you!! "
As he roared out, a shocking killing intent exploded out from Ling Chen's body … back then, for Dia Wu and for revenge, he had not wanted to die. Today, for the sake of Shui Ruo, he would not allow himself to die! In an instant, he released everything he had. In the face of this terrifying monster, he couldn't hold back at all.
He must not die!
If he didn't want to die, then he had to kill this person who had returned from hell! Otherwise, he would never be at peace!
"Wuaaahhh!!"
In that instant, Ling Chen's speed was like a bolt of lightning. To a normal person's eyes, it was as if he had suddenly disappeared, and they could only see a blur. Ling Chen's greatest strength was his mental energy, but his explosive power was second. He shot towards Hell like an arrow, and without a weapon, he used his fists to punch Hell's body. His killing techniques came from Hell, and his strength came from the Mad Scientist. In 'Heaven', his mental energy had become stronger and stronger, and it was also because he had been soaked in those potions that his body had become stronger and stronger. His body had also become harder and harder than steel.
To Ling Chen, ten steps was more than enough distance to kill someone. With his explosive power, there were very few people who could escape his ten steps. However, he wasn't so naive as to think that he could kill Hell. Almost as soon as he moved, a strange black light flashed in Hell's eyes. His body did not move at all, but his right hand, which had been hanging by his side this entire time, was raised like lightning towards Ling Chen's fist.
Bang!!
"Ugh!!"
Even though it was just two people's fists colliding, the sound of two boulders colliding rang out. Ling Chen let out a pained groan, his body suddenly flying backwards. He flipped in the air, and only after flying back 10 metres did he stumble to the ground. His entire right arm hung down, trembling. Not long after, streaks of blood appeared on the back of his hand and arm. In an instant, more than half of his arm was dyed red.
"You want to compete in strength with me? How laughable. "Hell coldly laughed. He was still standing where he was, not moving at all. There wasn't even the slightest trace of him retreating.
In just one exchange … in just one exchange, and with Ling Chen taking the initiative to attack, half of his right arm had been crippled. Although there weren't any broken bones, almost all of his nerves had been paralysed.
Ling Chen knew that Hell's strength was far superior to his, but six years ago, even he wouldn't have been able to receive Hell's attack so easily, much less injure him to such a degree.
The current Hell was far more terrifying than he was back then!
"Back then, I saved your life, taught you all sorts of killing techniques, taught you all sorts of skills that normal people wouldn't be able to come into contact with. I even gave my own daughter to you as a sex toy. Hehe, the way you repay me really surprises me. No one has ever been able to make me taste death. I never would have thought that the people who almost killed me would be Adam and Eve, the people I placed all my hopes on. Especially you, Adam. If you didn't have any ambitions back then, perhaps you would have already surpassed me back then. However, it's a pity … a pity that you made me hate you. And I've hated you for six years. Tell me, what should I do to make you die the most pitiful death, hmm?! "
"Heh," Ling Chen coldly laughed, "Repay me? You've always treated us as your tools and machines. In Hell, every single one of us, including your daughter, has been thinking about how to escape your control all the time. Killing you is the best way to repay you!! "
"Hahahaha," Hell wildly laughed. His voice was hoarse and terrifying, but it was impossible to tell what he was feeling. To the current him, the living beings of the world were no different from insignificant ants. Whoever he wanted to live would live, and whoever he wanted to die would die. These insignificant ants could only give him the pleasure of looking down on them and trampling on them. They were no longer qualified to make him feel resentful and angry. "Well said. Moreover, back then, all of you did almost succeed. So now, how should I repay you back then … Hahahaha! "
A gust of wind suddenly blew, and a black figure appeared in front of Ling Chen. Hell's body had already disappeared. In that instant, he felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him. Before it even got close, he felt as if his blood was about to rush out of his chest. Under the immense pressure, moving his body would undoubtedly require several times more strength than usual … He had no doubt that if this punch landed, it would be enough to smash a large hole in his chest that even bullets could not penetrate.
How could a human have such terrifying strength?!
This kind of pressure wasn't something that Hell could have back then!
In that moment of shock, Ling Chen barely dodged the black figure. He then gathered all of his strength into his left fist and smashed it towards Hell's back. A cold light flashed through his fingers.
Boom!!
This punch of Ling Chen's contained all of his strength, and it was enough to smash a boulder into smithereens. His fist collided with Hell's back, and the sound it made was as if a hammer had smashed into a boulder. A pained expression appeared on Ling Chen's face. It was as if his fist had hit an incredibly hard steel plate, and his wrist had been dislocated with a 'crack'. The pain told him that it wasn't just a simple dislocation, but the bones in his hand had also been broken. The blade that he had been holding in his hand had been broken into pieces, and not a single blade had pierced into Hell's body. Instead, they had all pierced deep into Ling Chen's palm. Ling Chen's body was sent flying backwards, and he tumbled in the air before crashing onto the ground. His numb right hand tightly gripped his bloody left hand … the pain was unbearable. However, the shock in his heart was far greater than the pain in his body.
On the other hand, Hell had only been forced back a step, and the clothes on his back had been completely ripped apart. However, there wasn't a single wound on his body … not even a single hair on his body.
Impossible … this was impossible! He had used all of his strength to hit Hell's back. Even if it was Hell, he would have coughed up blood. Although that knife was very thin, it was sharp enough, and if the angle was perfect, even steel would be able to pierce through it … even if it was slightly off, it would have left a very long wound. But why wasn't there even a single mark … this was impossible!
Hell slowly turned around, his dark eyes indifferently looking at the shocked Ling Chen on the ground. "Hehehehe, I'm quite satisfied with your expression. Do you not believe your eyes, do you not believe your own feelings, and feel like you're dreaming? Hahahaha … to be honest, after I reincarnated, even I am afraid of the current me. "
Chi!
A tearing sound rang out as Hell's helmet and clothes were instantly ripped apart, revealing his face and upper body. That's right, this was Hell. Ling Chen would never forget this face until the day he died. He was around 40 years old, and had an ordinary appearance. He had a slight smile on his face, but anyone who looked at his seemingly ordinary face would feel a terrifying pressure and suffocation.
He was exactly the same as Hell from six years ago. He hadn't aged at all … in fact, he looked even younger!
Hell's skin was originally dark, but his skin was strangely white, and there was a faint layer of light flashing on the surface of his skin …
That glow was like the cold light of metal!
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