CHAPTER 115: Demon Han Shuo

"Who are you?" Trunks first heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that Han Shuo had arrived safely, then fixed these strangers with a cold stare.

"Never mind who we are. Leave the Medusa's core and blood behind, as well as the Fruit of Dagmar. You can keep your lives and go." One of the adept mages held a wand in his hands and said with a dark face.

"Leon, we can't let them go so easily. Heh heh, look, three beautiful girls have come running. We haven't had girls for a long time. These three girls have to stay for our enjoyment as well." Another older swordsman, ferociously built like a gorilla, had a broadsword as big as his body slung over his shoulder as he leered with a lascivious grin.

"Angelo, your words make some sense. I didn't see the three chits before. Haha, leave the three beautiful ladies and all your belongings behind. Strength is mainly in the Dark Forest, you can leave now if you want to live". The adept mage Leon also looked at Nia, Aphrodite and Angelica from a distance with great interest and spoke with a cheerful twinkle in his eye.

There were more than ten people in this group, not only mages and swordsmen, but also archers, priests and thieves. They were all experienced and possessed of unusual strength.

"What, for the likes of you?" Han Shuo had come over from the distance by now. He was filled with a dangerous presence that he didn't bother to suppress. After being burned, Han Shuo appeared quite fierce and terrifying. Everyone felt a bit shocked and afraid as he came closer, step by step.

"Han, are you all right?" Trunks couldn't help but ask when he saw Han Shuo's outrageous appearance.

"This ugly thing is an eyesore. He's still clinging to life and hasn't died yet. Brothers, take him out first!" Angelo shouted with a cold face and spoke directly.

Gordon, Aphrodite and the others had finally made it over. Han Shuo didn't say another word as his body quickly flew out and headed straight for Angelo.

A faint black demonic mist slowly emanated from Han Shuo's body. His desire to kill and his rage had reached unprecedented heights, causing anomalies in Han Shuo's unstable moulded spirit realm mentality. The black demonic qi leaked out due to the effects of the magical yuan as Han Shuo sank into a stupor. Only the violent emotions of bloodlust and destruction remained in his heart as his eyes turned a frighteningly ghastly white, with no black pupils left.

"This, this boy is a bit strange. Everyone be careful." Han Shuo's current demonic appearance frightened Angelo, who immediately called out.

Although Trunks and the others couldn't see Han Shuo's expression from where they were standing, they could also sense that something was not quite right with Han Shuo at the moment. Tendrils of black demonic qi, interspersed with a terrifying, evil presence, emanated from Han Shuo's body. This kind of presence made you feel terror rising from the depths of your heart.

"Let's go and help Han kill these people who tried to take advantage of him when he was in trouble!" Gordon shouted and took the lead in dashing out. When everyone behind him saw Gordon make his move, they too began to mobilise without the slightest doubt.

Only Angelica stood there, a little at a loss as to what to do with herself. She spoke to Nia, who was looking for a large tree to hide behind, "Hey, Sister Nia, do you need any help?"

"Just protect yourself! It's too dangerous right now." Nia called back impatiently as she'd already tied an arrow to her bowstring and was aiming at a human archer in the distance.

In an instant, a desperate and lonely wail permeated the entire area, as if it were the desperate wail of a demon dwelling in the depths of hell. Everyone's hearts trembled and their skin crawled, completely shocked by this bizarre, soul-crushing, shrill scream. They looked around frantically, trying to identify the source of the sound.

"The sound is coming from that child!" Angelo shouted in horror, the veins on his forehead popping as he looked at the rapidly approaching Han Shuo.

Everyone finally realised that the source of the sound as he shouted this warning was the Demonslayer Edge flying close to Han Shuo. A thick demonic qi bubbled up from the blade of the Demonslayer Edge and surrounded Han Shuo's body. The black demonic qi swirling around him danced like a demon devouring everything, causing others to feel an extremely evil visual effect.

"Kill him, kill him first!" Angelo was now truly panicked. An overwhelming feeling of unease rose in his heart as he suddenly began to shout.

Everyone could see Han Shuo's peculiarities now, even Trunks, who had been baptised by countless battles, felt an inner chill when he saw Han Shuo's current state. He couldn't understand what had happened to Han Shuo. The enemies were even more terrified and could only think of destroying this unknown danger.

Suddenly, several violent magical attacks and crossbow bolts flew through the air, shooting towards Han Shuo. Even Trunks would have found it difficult to deal with such ferocious attacks.

However, the currently berserk Han Shuo let out a low roar, like that of a wild animal, and kicked off with both feet, his body actually seeming to fly a few metres through the air, completely dodging the attacks and shooting directly at Angelo. In the area where Han Shuo had just pushed off, several crossbow bolts and magical attacks from the enemy landed around a pair of sunken footprints.

"Damn it!" Angelo frowned, suddenly realising that the horribly grimacing Han Shuo was heading straight for him. There was only the adept mage Leon next to him, and the latter would be of no use at all. All he could do was raise his broadsword and get into a good stance, ready to deal Han Shuo a painful blow.

The Demonslayer Edge that had been orbiting Han Shuo magically flew out with a soul-stirring whistle, heading straight for Angelo like a demon for its food. His heart shuddering, Angelo suddenly flexed his muscles as a dark green combat aura surged from the broadsword in his hand, forming a cross and striking at the Demonslayer Edge as it descended through the air.

From where the Demonslayer's Edge and Angelo's weapon made contact, a metallic clashing sound suddenly spread. After a round of howling, a crack actually appeared in the Demonslayer Edge as it swung to the side. As Angelo reeled in shock, Han Shuo's body descended from the air and crashed into Angelo with a loud bang.

A biting scream came out of Angelo's mouth as painful cries rang out from a person who had just been arrogantly domineering. Han Shuo descended as if possessed by a demon and straddled Angelo's body, the Demonslayer Edge tearing at Angelo's body.

Angelo fought back, his blows interspersed with combat aura. But Han Shou showed no reaction when the attacks struck his body, only responding with even more ferocious attacks. His palms seemed to have become sharp weapons as he tore off Angelo's ears and sank his nose into his cheeks. The flesh in Angelo's eyes became a blurred, bloody mess, his eyes had already exploded into plasma and leaked out in a sticky mess. Large swathes of flesh and skin on Angelo's chest were ripped out under Han Shuo's mad tearing. The scene made everyone else's scalps go numb.

"Save me, save me!" At that moment, Angelo's features had been obliterated and he looked even more terrifying than Han Shuo. Only his mouth was left, capable of uttering desperate cries for help.

Sunk into a demonic stupor, only the urges of bloodlust and destruction remained in his heart. There was no longer any of the usual calm and restraint. A little irritated by Angelo's shouts, he swung his fist at Angelo's mouth. The sound of teeth breaking rang out as Angelo groaned weakly and spat out bits of teeth.

"Oh my God, how did we make such a madman angry?!" Leon, not too far away, caught a glimpse of Han Shuo's brutal torture. A cold fear grew in his heart as his body shook and he let out an involuntary cry.

Blow after blow from Han Shuo's fists landed on Angelo's cheeks and neck. He'd been moaning continuously before, but now his chest was facing up and his cheek was pressed against the ground. This posture clearly indicated that his neck had already been broken and that Angelo had been out of breath for a long time.

"What's happened to Han? Why is he so brutal?" Aphrodite and the others had been about to attack the other side when they were all scared senseless, forgetting even to raise their hands against the enemies and could only stand there dumbly watching Han Shuo continue his violence.

"Angelica, stay there and don't come any closer!" Nia saw that Angelica was curious and wanted to come over and check things out, so she suddenly shouted loudly to keep her from getting too close. She didn't want Angelica to see such a bloody scene.

"Don't let her get away! Even though Han is a bit out of it right now, we should still help him." Although Trunks had killed his share of people, Han Shuo's current violence had also made his scalp numb. However, Trunks was someone who had survived strong winds and big waves, and understood what needed to be done at this point.

Trunks rushed over with his manticore, a milky white aura radiating from his longsword, and immediately killed a robber and an archer. His milky aura represented his identity as a swordmaster, and the appearance of the manticore indicated Trunks' identity.

It was only when these people finally realised that they had run afoul of Trunks of the Dark Forest that Leon cursed in pain and said, "Damn it, why were we so unlucky? It's enough that we've run into a crazy maniac, but now we've run into this remarkable harbinger of bad luck".

"Damn it, why is it Trunks?! Everyone run!" Another swordsman also shouted with some trepidation.

The group of more than ten, which included senior swordsmen, adept mages, and all sorts of other professions, actually had more than enough power to defeat them. Even with Trunks on the other side, Han Shuo's group might not have full confidence in defeating them, but the other side was overwhelmed by Trunks' reputation and Han Shuo's outrageous reactions, so they made the decision to retreat.

"You stay here, I'll go after them." Seeing that Aphrodite and the others were trying to follow them, Trunks suddenly shouted.

His voice had just sounded and hadn't even had time to fade when the berserker Han Shuo suddenly jumped up from Angelo's corpse and slashed out with the Demonslayer Edge, making a lightning dash for Leon's safety.

"The demon is catching up to us. Leon, how did you decide to attack them? You've doomed us all!" A swordsman turned his head back to see Han Shuo appear and complained bitterly to Leon.

"Everyone has split up. Although I can't tell how strong this demon is, he wouldn't be much weaker than Trunks if he could kill Angelo like that. You better hope you don't meet him or you'll be tortured to death." Leon immediately changed direction after shouting these orders.

Everyone had just witnessed Han Shuo's brutality and didn't need to be reminded of it by Leon. All of them suddenly changed direction and formed groups of two or three, splitting off in different directions to escape from the compound. Although they had heard about Trunks' power, they also knew that Trunks had never killed anyone that brutally. Therefore, they were more likely to run into Trunks than the equally unknown but much more brutal demon Han Shuo.

A whoosh sounded as Han Shuo appeared and lunged forward without stopping. Eventually, he caught up with two journeymen swordsmen and a thunder magician in front of a river.

When the three of them saw that the person in front of them was Han Shuo, they all showed expressions of fear. Their bodies all trembled uncontrollably, and when they saw Han Shuo approaching quickly, the adept mage finally roared, "Damn it, let's fight him head on or we'll all be tortured to death."

After speaking, the thundermage recited a series of incantations and five lightning bolts, like traversing dragons, appeared out of nowhere and snaked towards Han Shuo. The two journeymen swordsmen clutched their longswords, a little nervous with fear.

It wasn't until Han Shuo had rushed in front of them, dodging three lightning bolts and being badly charred by two more, that the two swordsmen and the mage were overjoyed. The swordsmen intended to kill Han Shuo after the mage had done his part.

It was a pity that they had no way of knowing how strong and durable Han Shuo's body was. Even though his body was riddled with injuries after being struck by two thunderbolts, he felt no pain in his enraged mental state. He crashed into the swordsmen and the mage, immediately causing a fight to the death.

After taking in a few breaths, he struck two bolts of lightning from the swordsmen's swords out of sheer will. He killed the thunder mage who had miscalculated Han Shuo's physical strength and used the last bit of his magic yuan to severely injure another swordsman. His body finally lost all strength and he sank down listlessly.

"He's finished, help me kill him, hurry!" The severely injured journeyman swordsman lay in a pool of blood and called to the other.