The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 557

“Oh, my bad! That wasn’t directed toward you.” The red-haired man said as he looked at him.

“You’re just a maggot… A maggot that I won’t even bother stepping on!”

The man stared back in disdain, thinking that he was just another show off with mediocre abilities.

However, he quickly realized that he was being played around like a circus monkey.

“Son of a b*tch! You’re trying to die? Thousand Spirits Claws!” The man with the top hat roared, raging bloodshot through their eyes as his hands sprang out of his sleeves.

They were pitch black-like branches of a dead tree, claws of the phantom.

He sprang toward the red-haired man as if clawing his guts out.

The red-haired man hummed as he swung his arms up like he chased a fly away.

His god-like speed was not caught on by anyone on the scene.

What happened next was a loud thud, followed by the head of the man, along with his top head exploding in front of everyone.

Thick, red lava gushed onto the ground, spurted into the flames, exuding a burnt, rotten fume.

“Ha, maggot!” The red-haired man chuckled coldly, pointing his finger at the decapitated body.

It slumped onto the ground with a thud and a river of crimson flowed out of the gaping neck where the head once was.

The air inside the cave shifted, frozen in an instant.

The group of dark cu ltivators who, moments ago, were filled with rage toward the red-haired man, became completely paralyzed with fear.

Some even became wobbly as dread took over their body.

The man with the top hat’s power was ranked third below Ozul and Lilian.

His brain was blown up within seconds without even putting up a fight.

Ozul and Lilian exchanged gazes as they were both shaken to their cores.

They struggled to fathom how powerful and capable the red-haired man was.

“Alright then,” the red-haired man turned around, facing Ozul and Lilian with a smile on his face, “Can we talk now?”

The red-haired man asked whilst casually flicking specks of red goo off his fingertips, filling the air with menace.

Ozul chuckled bitterly, “Fine, what exactly do you want?”

“I want an answer from the both of you.

Is this really what you’re settling for?” The red-haired man looked them in the eyes.

Ozul and Lilian’s heads hung low, bitterness seeped through their bodies.

Back in South Earlington, it was true that they were the top ten in the wanted list, but they still had decent lives, seeing as no one tried to seek trouble from them.

However, ever since they attempted to play up to that person, they thought they would be leveled in the Heavenly Spirit Realm, or at the very least, the Holy Land Realm.

They did not expect to be defeated in an instant.

Never mind the half of the people who were dead and injured, they almost did not survive themselves.

That time, they were determined to return to the Earlington of Efrax and seek vengeance, but they were once again faced with another obstacle before they could even cross the border.

An average person would not be able to handle the series of blows they had to bear.

After a long, heavy pause, Ozul and Lilian nodded in agreement.

Of course, they did not want to settle for it.