Chapter 480: The Evil Eye of the Wicked Lord, Strongest!
Chapter 480: The Evil Eye of the Wicked Lord, Strongest!
“This is bad. Without Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye, we can’t really fight now.”
Mr. Brave sighed, letting out a troubled, bitter laugh.
“We’ll fight.”
Himekoji suddenly spoke up.
“Huh?”
Mr. Brave raised an eyebrow, looking astonished.
Luckily, Himekoji immediately provided the explanation—
“Your opponent is me now.”
His voice wasn’t loud, but at that moment, it seemed slightly distorted. An imposing aura radiated from Himekoji, making the air tremble.
A pure white bandage drifted lightly onto the bright red carpet. Dark golden pupils burned fiercely like flames, glowing brightly.
His bangs whipped back. His fists clenched. His aura surged.
“Oh?”
Seeing this, Mr. Brave’s lips curved upwards with interest,
“So the other half of that eye’s power was indeed with you?”
He shook his head, his expression both regretful and satisfied,
“That’s why Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye was always losing.”
Indeed, if one possessed a complete pair of the Evil Eye of the Wicked Lord…
“I will win back the victories she was owed.”
After speaking, without any delay, Himekoji launched a tentative attack.
He pushed off with his legs, propelling himself forward like an arrow released from a bow. He shot straight down the red carpet towards the Ceremonial Stage with a sharp WHOOSH through the air.
The power of the Evil Eye of the Wicked Lord was stronger than the boost from Clothing Explosion!
Countless times stronger!
In the blink of an eye, Himekoji was already in front of Mr. Brave. He swung his fist heavily.
Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eyes was far too gentle and kind. She was always reluctant to attack with her full strength. But he was different. Every strike he made held nothing back!
“SMACK!”
The sound of fist meeting palm.
Himekoji’s punch, thrown with all his might, was caught effortlessly by Mr. Brave.
For a split second, Himekoji couldn’t believe it.
Was Mr. Brave’s injury truly already healed?
In that moment of Himekoji’s shock, Mr. Brave gripped his fist and yanked him forward.
The pulling force made Himekoji instantly lose his balance. He was dragged helplessly forward.
Without the slightest hesitation, Mr. Brace twisted at the waist and drove his left knee upwards like a heavy cannon. It slammed towards Himekoji with a force that felt like it could shatter mountains and wipe out everything in its path!
The knee crashed into Himekoji’s stomach. The intense, immediate pain twisted Himekoji’s face.
Mr. Brave released his grip on Himekoji’s fist. Himekoji was instantly hurled skyward, like a kite with its string cut. He smashed into the chapel’s grand ceiling and then plummeted back down to the floor.
Defeated in a single move.
“Akito!”
Rikka anxiously rushed forward.
“Are you okay?”
She asked with concern.
Although he clearly looked anything but okay.
Three teeth were shattered. Two ribs were broken. He was covered in blood.
That damned Mr. Brave… really held back just as little as he did.
“N-no… ‘m fine…”
Himekoji squeezed Rikka’s hand reassuringly, but right now, even speaking felt strange. Air whistled through his damaged mouth.
“Surrender.”
Mr. Brave stood on the Ceremonial Stage, his gaze piercing down disdainfully.
The fight had started suddenly and ended even more suddenly. Mr. Brave stood exactly where he had started. Himekoji’s half-baked attack hadn’t even forced him to move an inch.
“Surrender… Like hell I will!”
Himekoji spat out a bloody mouthful with a “Ptuuhh!”
“Clothing Explosion!”
He used all the remaining energy the System had to offer, the little he’d saved from completing the “Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye’s Scent” task.
There wasn’t much. So it wasn’t enough!
His exchange just now had made him fully aware of the massive gulf in strength between himself and Mr. Brave.
If he didn’t fight for his life, he stood no chance!
“Clothing Explosion! Explode again!”
His clothes had already exploded into shreds. The only things that could explode now were his own skin, bones, and burning, boiling blood!
Himekoji’s left eye shone with dazzling gold light. His right eye was a deep, bloody red!
He could no longer feel the pain.
Himekoji flipped over and stood up.
“Protect yourself. Stay away from the center of the fight.”
He gently touched Rikka’s head and gave his instruction.
As the words faded, he blasted forward towards Mr. Brave again. His speed was far greater than before!
Punch! Punch! Punch! Every blow landed solidly!
With the Evil Eye of the Wicked Lord unleashed and a Double Clothing Explosion pushing him, Himekoji managed to fight Mr. Brave blow for blow.
Without using his weapon, even Mr. Brave couldn’t maintain his previous casual demeanor. He started seriously dodging and blocking Himekoji’s attacks.
Naturally, Mr. Brave was still in control.
The gap in combat skill and experience became painfully clear.
He always predicted Himekoji’s moves. He set up his defenses early and counterattacked immediately.
Himekoji often had to endure five or six punches just to land a single glancing blow on Mr. Brave.
Eventually, Himekoji stopped dodging and blocking entirely. He switched to a reckless, mutually destructive style of fighting. Wounds for wounds.
He was battered. Slashed. Covered in cuts. A mess of flesh and blood.
Even Mr. Brave, his opponent, couldn’t help but be moved when he saw Himekoji in this state.
“Have you gone mad!?”
He wanted to stop fighting.
But that was precisely what Himekoji hoped for.
If Mr. Brave stopped, even if Himekoji was at his very limit, he would definitely pour his remaining life into landing the most deadly strike.
Mr. Brave obviously saw this too. So he had no choice but to keep attacking.
Angered and embarrassed, he desperately hoped to stop Himekoji’s suicidal behavior.
“Enough of this! You can’t win like this!”
“Why can’t I win?”
“Look at your wounds!”
“Wounds?”
Himekoji took another punch to the gut. He doubled over in pain, but despite it, he forced a twisted grin on his face, stubbornly insisting,
“I don’t get hurt.”
“Hah?! What insane nonsense is that?”
Mr. Brave, usually mild-mannered and approachable, snapped in his urgency and frustration. He hoped yelling would snap this lunatic back to his senses.
“Not nonsense! Because the ability of the Evil Eye of the Wicked Lord… is damage immunity!”
Despite his bleeding wounds, Himekoji stood his ground.
He remembered the way Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye had said these very words. The girl holding up a victory sign, proudly puffing out her chest, the stubborn lock of hair on her forehead swaying triumphantly…
So Himekoji’s expression grew calmer. His eyes grew more resolute. His fists clenched even tighter—
“The Evil Eye of the Wicked Lord… is strongest!”
His voice, thick and hoarse as if scorched by smoke and fire, roared the declaration.
His fist shot forward with devastating force.
For Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye!
Himekoji’s bright golden left eye blazed like the sun. Even his deep red right eye seemed, for an instant, to shimmer with a layer of pale golden light.
At that moment, Mr. Brave felt as if bound by some unfathomable force. He couldn’t even attempt an effective dodge.
Himekoji’s fist smashed squarely into his face.
“This punch… is for Lady of the Wicked Lord’s Eye.”
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