Virus King - Chapter 215

Chapter 215: The Sixteenth Demon God, Devoured by Fear and the Virus!

TL: YYang

“Why is this happening?!”

Han Xiao stared incredulously at that figure.

Just moments ago, this figure had been so arrogant, so unruly.

So proud, so invincible.

To him, that figure was the Demon God of Hell, a Devil Duke.

Through the information gained at the Red Star Psychiatric Hospital, he had learned that this Demon God commanded twenty-six legions in Hell.

In his hands lay countless devils.

Among those devil armies, any one of them, picked at random, could easily crush him to death—without even the slightest chance of resistance.

But now, this Sixteenth Demon God of Hell, someone Han Xiao both deeply hated yet also felt a complicated sense of awe toward due to his overwhelming strength and the bloodline connection,

had been sent flying with a single kick from none other than Chen Bai, another Evolver.

Afterwards, the previous arrogant words vanished completely—

“Spare me, Your Eminence!”

The voice, trembling with terror, carried an unmasked sense of dread and desperation.

It was so overwhelmed by fear that the words themselves became jumbled, incoherent, a mixture of incomprehensible babble and standard Dragon Nation language.

Yet, all the words had a singular purpose:

To beg for mercy.

But in Han Xiao’s eyes, even though Chen Bai was indeed formidable, he was still just an Evolver. Why would such a being beg for mercy from someone of the same level?

Han Xiao couldn’t understand. Ding Ding was clueless as ever. Yan Qi, however, maintained her usual expression of admiration: “Master is amazing!”

Chen Bai looked at Zepar, who was now staring at him in sheer terror.

He had never met this Demon Duke before, not even had any interaction with him.

But Chen Bai was curious about his fear:

“How did you do it, to make them so afraid of you?”

“Respected Chen,” Satan’s voice echoed once again, “You have asked this question before. My answer remains the same: At all times, strength is the eternal truth of this universe.”

This was the same answer he had given when confronting Agares.

Back then, it had been the case with the Eternal Night Sovereign of the 500th Layer. Now, it was the same with this Devil Duke.

It was evident how terrifyingly powerful Satan must have been in his prime!

However, as soon as Satan’s voice echoed, Zepar’s body trembled as though struck by lightning, and his head drooped in disbelief.

Chen Bai had not expected Satan’s mere presence to instill such terror in Zepar.

Yet, Chen Bai had no intention of relying on Satan’s intimidation.

He merely gazed indifferently at the Demon Duke before him—so arrogant earlier, now docile like a grandson in front of his grandfather.

“I’ll give you one chance. Fight me. Your body may perish, but your soul is still of value. So, you probably won’t completely die…”

The words Zepar had said to Han Xiao earlier were now returned to him in full by Chen Bai.

However, when Zepar had said them, they carried only cruelty.

But now, these same words, spoken by Chen Bai, felt like a great mercy to Zepar.

Zepar didn’t understand.

Why had the figure of that ancient “Your Eminence,” who had vanished countless eons ago, reappeared?

And what was the connection between that “Your Eminence” and this peculiar human?

Could this human… be that “Your Eminence” himself?

Zepar didn’t understand, but at this moment, standing in the God and Devil Trial Grounds, he felt powerless to decide how to think or act.

To fight?

Zepar had never imagined that one day he would dare to strike at this being standing before him.

Yet, a seductive thought crept into his mind: what if he managed to kill him? What if…

Suddenly, the devil’s inherent cunning and greed surged, suppressing all his fear. After all, wasn’t it this very being who had permitted him to strike?

In an instant, blood-red hellfire erupted around him!

Guided by a spiritual pull, the flames enveloped Zepar’s entire body. At this moment, even under the suppression of the Cosmic Will, Zepar remained the Sixteenth Demon God of Hell.

At the very least, he was still a terrifying Devil Duke of Emperor-level strength.

Han Xiao’s terror was unmistakable.

The burning, blood-red flames of Hell—the quintessential power of devils—were something all devils mastered with unparalleled proficiency.

Han Xiao could feel it: this blood-red hellfire could ignite even the spirit. It could follow the telekinetic control of his flying knives, incinerating his very mind and soul completely!

That spine-chilling sense of threat paralyzed Han Xiao, robbing him of even the courage to fight back.

Yet, that lone figure remained standing before them the entire time.

Mysterious, powerful, and now exuding an indescribable majesty.

At that moment, faced with the advancing blood-red flames, that figure made no attempt to dodge. Instead, he calmly extended a single finger.

And just the act of extending that finger set off deafening alarms in Zepar’s mind.

The blood-red spiritual hellfire swirling around him provided no sense of safety at all.

A dark green light began to glow at the tip of that finger, like an emerald speck of light. But within this speck lay the shadow of death.

Under the inferno, beneath his blood-red armor, this single green light caused Zepar’s body to freeze abruptly.

His scarlet eyes stared in disbelief at the indifferent figure before him.

Yet, even those scarlet eyes, as the green light shone upon them, began to darken with a slow-spreading black stain that clouded their gaze.

“No! Your Eminence, spare me! Cough… cough…”

The scarlet flames faltered, dissipating as they were interrupted by his violent coughing.

Chen Bai gazed, somewhat helplessly, at Zepar, who now knelt once again, consumed by terror and plague.

Was Zepar strong?

Undoubtedly so. After all, he was a high-ranking being suppressed by the Cosmic Will.

But perhaps even a random Level 20 BOSS might have posed more of a challenge.

The reason was simple: fear had devoured his mind, rendering him incapable of utilizing even a tenth of his strength.

As Chen Bai looked at the figure trembling in terror, prostrated on the ground, his voice turned icy cold:

“I’m disappointed. If Hell is filled with creatures like you, then its value to me is negligible.

You’re not even worthy of being a stepping stone for testing my profession. How ridiculous of me to have anticipated anything from you.

Since you are so consumed by fear that you’ve forgotten even the instincts of battle and resistance, so be it. Leave behind your soul and meet your end peacefully!”

The black death blight surged and engulfed Zepar completely!

Tentacles formed from the Darklight Virus pierced through him in an instant.

A wisp of spiritual soul essence was extracted from his body.

And so, what many had believed would be a battle between two equally matched opponents came to a sudden and anticlimactic end in this way.