Chapter 569: Book 5: Chapter 168: Unfair Battle

Book 5: Chapter 168: Unfair Battle

Raymond dissipated into mist, causing Lilith’s punch to connect with only air.

“Since you insist on resisting, I’ll entertain you.” Raymond’s voice echoed from all directions, and in an instant, green mist surged and surrounded Lilith.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Lilith frowned and quickly got into a fighting stance as she scanned her surroundings, anticipating Raymond’s next move.

Her mind raced, searching for a way to counter him.

She expected no less of a mature and complete domain. It was completely different from Moore’s imperfect domain or Luna’s when she broke through to the Saint Realm.

Not only could Raymond fully integrate with his own domain, but the size of it also made him an even more dangerous enemy.

Despite observing for some time, Lilith had not discovered the slightest weakness.

“You’re still holding on? Let me shatter your naive thoughts then,” Raymond’s voice taunted as the green mist condensed into a giant hand that loomed over Lilith.

Light flickered in Lilith’s eyes. She wasn’t afraid of Raymond’s approach; rather, she feared not being able to locate her target. Since he had made his move, she felt no intimidation.

Lilith used her delicate fist to confront the massive hand that dominated the sky. Despite the vast difference in size, the colossal hand collapsed in a split second.

“Huh?” Raymond’s voice wavered from within the mist for the first time but quickly regained its composure.

“Not bad for someone who could make Estelle suffer. Interesting,” he remarked.

“The more interesting part is yet to come. I wonder if a coward like you can handle it,” Lilith replied with a mocking tone.

“Hahaha, me, a coward? I don’t think so.”

Lilith’s eyes suddenly widened as Raymond’s laughter seemed to come from behind her.

“DIE!” Lilith suddenly turned around, her fist generating wind that pushed the mist back by a few meters.

“Hah.” With a solemn expression, Raymond reached out his hand, attempting to deflect Lilith’s fist.

“Don’t get ahead of yourself…” Lilith muttered.

She couldn’t recall how many overconfident fools she had encountered who believed they could catch her fist, only to meet their downfall.

“Arrogant little girl, let me teach you a lesson.” Raymond sneered.

Lilith’s expression froze as she gazed at her hand in surprise.

Her punch, nearly at full strength, had been single-handedly blocked by Raymond.

“Firstly, when an enemy knows you well, but you don’t, suddenly want to spar, then he must have the preparation to finish you off.”

Raymond chuckled lightly as he deftly deflected Lilith’s second punch, delivering a devastating blow to her abdomen with a lightning-fast kick.

“Hiss…” The pain caused Lilith to draw a sharp breath as she was sent flying by the force of the kick.

“Secondly, when in combat, it’s not only important to focus on your opponent but also to be mindful of your own condition.”

Struggling to rise from the ground, Lilith felt a surge of nausea and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

“What’s… happening, with that level of attack,” Lilith exclaimed, covering her mouth incredulously as blood continued to spill from her lips and through the gaps between her fingers.

What is going on?

She, a dragon princess, was coughing up blood from just a kick. If news of this spread, she supposed her mother would have to consider a blood test to confirm if she was really her daughter.

“My own condition…”

Recalling Raymond’s words, Lilith quickly inspected her body, only to discover that her broken meridians and internal organs were being surrounded by a faint green mist.

“Poison…” Realization dawned upon her. She was being weakened by the insidious effects of the toxic mist corroding her from within.

“But why don’t I feel anything?”

As the poison seeped deeper into her body, causing visible internal injuries, Lilith struggled to comprehend her lack of sensation aside from the pain inflicted by Raymond’s kick.

“Haha, I wouldn’t bother with a poison that causes discomfort upon contact. The moment it’s detected, it spells death. Such a poison provides an unrivaled sense of exhilaration, don’t you think?” Raymond exclaimed, spreading his arms in satisfaction.

“Despicable… You’re in the Saint Realm right now… yet you still need to resort to such despicable means… Have you no shame?” Lilith managed to choke out.

The poisonous mist had penetrated deep into her internal organs, making it difficult for Lilith to speak.

“It can’t be helped. Poison is my specialty. My attacks, domain, and even my body are all venomous,” Raymond declared.

Raymond leaned down and exhaled a mouthful of highly corrosive poisonous gas at Lilith. “But it’s precisely because of this that I can defeat you so easily. Otherwise, with the kind of monstrous power described in the intel, you’d give me trouble even if I’m in the middle stage of Saint Realm.”

“Does that mean that your true love’s corpse will have already turned cold the next morning after doing that with you the previous night?” Lilith shot back with a sneer.

Raymond remained unfazed, wearing a smug expression that suggested he had already considered this potential issue.

“Don’t worry, I’ve already prepared a special antidote for Princess Estelle a long time ago. All I need to do is just deliver yours and Luna’s heads.”

Damn, he’s really prepared!

Lilith felt the urge to unleash a stream of curses, realizing that doing so would not solve anything. She clenched her jaw and suppressed the biting retorts aimed at Raymond’s ancestors.

“Luna is a princess too. Are you so audacious as to kill a member of the imperial family?”

“You’re right. Killing a princess will get me into big trouble, so I’ll just cripple her. As for you, a powerless little girl, I advise you to be cautious in your next life and refrain from crossing paths with those beyond your league,” Raymond advised with mock sympathy.

“Heh, powerless…” Lilith chuckled sinisterly.

“After this tournament, I’ll personally visit the palace. You and those who are involved in this better prepare yourselves.”

“A sharp tongue won’t save you. You won’t survive until the end of the match.” Raymond raised his hand and commanded the swirling green mist to envelop Lilith.

“You’ve shown remarkable strength to endure this much poison, but it won’t change your fate. Goodbye.”

“You’ve shown remarkable strength, enduring this much poison until now. However, under my relentless attack, your fate is as good as sealed.”

Raymond waved his hand and said, “So, goodbye.”