The Asura Immortal Asuras

CHAPTER 104: 104

Chapter 104: 104

The figure was over three hundred meters tall, and walked high with both of its powerful legs. His pitch-black body, like charred flesh, was covered with blood-red lines that seemed to shine from within his body. Four unusually strong arms protruded from his body, and huge sharp claws extended out from each finger. Large spikes protrude from his head, shoulders, and back, making him look extremely evil.

The creature had a face unlike anything John had ever seen before. Numerous sharp teeth protruded from his wide mouth, and a mighty fire could be seen deep within his mouth every time he opened it. His nose was empty and open, like the nose of a human skull, and hellfire flickered within it. Dark red eyes glowed with vertical pupils, more sinister than anything John had ever seen, piercing straight at him.

Every step the creature took toward John made him feel as if his heart was about to explode. His strength surpassed anything John had ever felt, and he was confident that the creature could destroy the entire Yuan Continent if desired. Sweat trickled down John's panicked face as he turned to flee as quickly as possible.

“I can't fight this creature. I have to run!”

John called all his strength to run, but was completely disappointed that he could not move. The creature clearly used its overwhelming power to suppress John's movements, making him feel weaker and smaller than ants.

John watched in horror as the creature approached him. Each step shook the earth itself, and he felt like he might die with just his existence. When the creature was a hundred yards away from him, he stopped and stared straight at him.

Even though John was at the top of a small mountain of bones, he was still face to face with the huge creature. He did his best to control himself, but he knew he was fully following the wishes of this creature.

The creature stared at him for a while before he opened his mouth, and a low hoarse voice followed after. Fire spewed out of his mouth as he spoke.

“A common man who dares to disturb my territory? Tell me, how do you want to die?”

John felt as if he was listening to death itself speak. Every word the creature spoke froze it to its bones, and a strange invasive energy threatened to drive his mind crazy, and even his soul felt like it was being brought to the brink of destruction. This effect reminded him of how a sinister gate attacked his mind and soul, threatening to drive him mad.

John maintained his mental state as best he could as he stared straight at the creature. Although he was very scared, he also refused to lose himself.

“You who…

John fought hard to get these words out. He didn't know how he could get here, but he refused to give up now that he was trapped.

“Oh? Even now, can you speak calmly? Impressive, to humans,” replied the creature in a low and raucous voice. The creature reached out with one of its large hands and caught John in it.

John struggles to break free, but is unable to move in the slightest when a hand, dozens of times larger than him, lifts him up easily and takes him face to face with the creature. He could feel an overwhelming heat radiating from the creature's mouth while talking to him.

“I see you have an appointment. Maybe you're more useful alive than dead. Open your soul to me and allow me to place a slave contract on it.”

John gritted his teeth when he heard the creature say his demands. He hoped to somehow be able to talk his way out of this, but this request left no room for negotiation. The creature is clear; open your soul for me, or die.

However, slave contracts could only be placed voluntarily by both parties. If one party tried to forcibly implant a slave contract in the other party, the soul could be extinguished instead of being controlled, no matter how great the difference in strength within the soul was. Only a willing soul could have a slave contract placed on it.

John tried hard to find a solution, but could not find anything.

“I think, in the end, power is the only thing that matters in this world.”

In the face of true strength, whatever scheme John devised was useless.

“Don't make me wait. Open your soul for me now ... or die.”

The creature once again spoke, declaring its condition to John. John gritted his teeth in fear and stress so hard that he thought it would break. His heart was pounding so fast that it was all he could hear.

“No.”

John struggles to say something, but all he can muster is one word. The creature narrowed its blood-red eyes in anger, and flames shot out from its mouth as it spoke once more.

“You dare challenge me? Surrender, or experience a death more painful than you imagine.”

As John gazes at the creature demanding slavery or death, his panicked thoughts begin to calm down. Faced with such a dilemma, John is surprised to find that he is finally able to calm his nerves even in the face of certain death. He would rather die than be a senseless slave.

‘Although I fear death, there are worse things in this world than death. I refuse to be a slave, especially for something as evil as this creature. ‘

After calming down, John looked directly at the creature. His once panicked manner now exuded calmness and calmness, although a hint of fear was still visible on his face.

“No... I'd rather die, than be your slave.”

“Then die!”

The creature shouted furiously and opened its mouth. John watched with his eyes wide open as flames spewed out from the creature's mouth, directly towards him. He slowly closed his eyes as he prepared to let death hug him.

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