The Ultimate Husband (Darryl and Lily Lyndon) novel Chapter 4106

Chapter 4106

Upon finishing her sentence, Morticia's eyes blazed icily. Her fiend soul burst from her body as she rose in the air, clutching a black longsword to meet Grunt's attack!

In the blink of an eye, a battle broke out between them.

Darryl gasped when he saw that. He was at a loss, torn between feeling complicated and overwhelming.

He felt complicated because being captured by Grunt was dangerous enough, but another powerful figure from the fiend race had appeared too.

He was overwhelmed because he might have a chance at survival if the fiend woman could wound Grunt mortally.

Grunt and Morticia flew in circles through and around each other in mid­air. The collisions of the black longsword and the golden spear emitted a series of clangs that rang through the air.

Grunt had started the battle full of confidence. Yet he slowly began to sweat, shock creeping into his system.

What the hell? Was that woman not just a fiend general? How was she so powerful?

"Give it up. You're no match for me."

Just as Grunt was in disbelief, Morticia gave a loud cry. Then, she raised her arm, bringing it down on him as quick as lightning!

That blow was one of terrifying strength, radiating impossible power. It blocked all of Grunt's defenses, leaving him with no way out. Grunt panicked instantly.

F*ck!

Grunt did not waste time sparing a second thought, channeling all the godly energy in his body. He brought a palm forward as he tried to meet his opponent's attack.

The two palms collided with earth-shattering noise. The entire canyon seemed to rattle along with it. With a dull hum, Grunt stumbled many steps backward. His face paled instantly.

Morticia's strength was only second to the Archfiend Antigonus as one of the twelve Fiend Martyrs. Of course, Grunt was no match for her!

"You're the Nine Heaven Emperor's general, yet you have such bad judgment. You think that I'm only a fiend general?" Morticia scoffed. "I'm one of the twelve Fiend Martyrs, idiot. Just thought you should know that before you die."

What?

Grunt's chest thudded as he stared blankly at Morticia. He found himself speechless, and disbelief was written all over his face!

That woman was one of the twelve renowned Fiend Martyrs!

No wonder her powers were so terrifying. F*ck, he had underestimated his enemy.

Grunt was filled with nothing but regret. If he had known she was one of the twelve Fiend Martyrs, he would never have struck first.

"Well. It's time for you to die, now that you know who I am."

Morticia spat out the words lightly. She raised her palms, channeling a terrifying gust of fiend soul energy. It condensed into a gigantic ball in mid­air in front of her, hurtling in Grunt's direction!

Grunt's expression shifted. He gulped.

That move was one he might not be able to block.

Grunt scrambled to channel all the godly energy in him, forming a protective shield in front of him.

A split second later, the ball of energy made contact with the shield, emitting an earth-shattering bang. The protective shield shattered instantly as Grunt shrieked, blood spraying from his mouth. His body flew into the distance like a kite without a string, landing heavily onto a rock.

He was up against someone far too strong. All of Grunt's energy was no match for the blow.