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The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 10

“Go further behind.

This will end soon.” Nirina smiled gently at Penny.

Penny bither lips, and she retreated about ten meters away.

She was well aware that with her capabilities, she would not be of any help if she kept sticking around near Milos.

She might even distract him further and become a burden as he would want to protect her.

Even though she stood a distance away from them, Penny did not have the intention to run away.

If Nirina died, she would not want to live anymore either.

When Nirina turned to look at Soul Snatcher, his expression already turned cold.

“I think there’s no need for that yet.

After all, I have things to do and people to protect.” Then, Nirina held the Meteorite Sword in front of him.

Although his voice was not loud, Penny could hear his words.

In an instant, Penny’s heart was filled with warmth, and she thought Nirina was brave.

“What a fool! Do you think you’re still the same martial art genius as before!” Soul Snatcher roared and hit his foot on the ground.

The huge impact made him appear as if he was a white bolt of lightning aiming at Milos.

“Soul Snatcher’s iron claws!”

With a swoosh, the iron claws slashed through the air.

It made an ear-piercing sound as they rushed toward Nirina’s heart, wanting to dig it out.

Nirina held the hilt tightly, and suddenly, there were brilliant sparkles in his eyes.

At that moment, they looked like a galaxy.

Then, Nirina drew out the sword from its sheath, and the edge of the blade danced in a fury.

The light and air around them seemed to condense toward the sharp blade.

The blinding sword directly cut at the coming iron claw.

It was a frontal attack that caused a violent collision.

With a clang, sparks flew everywhere.

Soul Snatcher was about to roar when he felt a massive strength.

It was as if a ferocious tiger was charging at him violently and suppressing him.

Snap!

His iron claw was chopped in half by Milos.

“That’s impossible…” Soul Snatcher widened his eyes, and he groaned in disbelief.

The next second, Soul Snatcher felt an unprecedented fear crawling down his spine.

When he raised his head, he only saw the blinding sword.

The sword’s momentum was deadly, and it wanted to chop off his head.

At this moment, Soul Snatcher felt the pain of his cheek being torn apart

Just as the blade was about to tear his cheek, Soul Snatcher suddenly twisted his body into an amazing angle.

The blade was practically swiping past his ear.

The terrifying cold made Soul Snatcher feel as if his blood had frozen, but he was secretly extremely grateful too.

Thankfully, he was a third-stage martial artist.

Hence, his body could bend to an angle that ordinary people were unable to do.

Otherwise, the slash just now would have directly ended his life.

At the same time, Soul Snatcher was utterly furious.

“It seems that Nirina has restored some of his ability.

He hid it so well that none of us knows about it! Moreover, this guy dared to embarrass me.

I must break his limbs while he’s still alive!” Soul Snatcher’s eyes glistened with a ruthless glow as he glared at Milos.

Since Meteorite Sword could not kill Soul Snatcher, Nirina decided to change his method.

He clenched one of his fists and charged at Soul Snatcher.

“I’ll break this arm of yours!” Soul Snatcher yelled.

Then, he used another iron claw and clawed at Nirina’s fist.

Iron claw against fist?

Soul Snatcher was sure that Nirina would die.

Just as when the fist was about to touch the iron claw, Soul Snatcher was stunned.

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