Versatile Mage: I have 999 talents!

Chapter 270 Red Demon Lu Kun? Red Demon Yi Qiu!
Wang Feng gently pulled Lingling into his arms, his hand softly stroking her trembling back. "Lingling, don't cry," he said in a deep, firm voice. "Leave this Red Demon to me."

Lingling looked up at her tear-streaked face, with glistening teardrops still clinging to her eyelashes.

"Really?" she asked, sobbing, her voice filled with disbelief and hope.

"Of course." Wang Feng wiped away her tears with his thumb, his eyes sharp as knives.

"It's just a collection of resentment. I've even slain demons at the emperor level, let alone this red demon that doesn't even qualify as an emperor."

Lingling wiped away her tears with the back of her hand, her eyes still red: "Then, let's go find its tracks!"

Wang Feng shook his head, his gaze calm: "No need, the Red Devil is in this manor."

"what?"

...

Wang Feng led Lingling straight to Lu Kun's office.

When I pushed open the door, Lu Kun was sitting behind his mahogany desk reviewing documents.

"What brings you here?" Lu Kun put down his pen, looked up, and asked, "Aren't you going to finish the commission?"

"No, quite the opposite." Wang Feng slammed the yellowed letter of authorization onto the table. "I'm here to complete this task, and I need your cooperation."

Upon hearing this, Lu Kun lightly tapped his fingers on the table: "Cooperate? There's actually a commission that requires my cooperation? Then please tell me, young friend, how do you require my cooperation?"

Wang Feng didn't answer immediately, but instead pushed the power of attorney forward: "Why don't you take a look for yourself?"

"This isn't in accordance with the rules, is it?" He frowned. "It will make the client unhappy."

“It’s alright.” Wang Feng crossed his arms. “I don’t think he’ll be angry; on the contrary, he’ll be very happy.”

Lu Kun lowered his head and began to read.

As his gaze moved downwards, his expression gradually darkened, changing three times in just a few seconds before finally settling into a chilling smile.

“You two,” Lu Kun slowly raised his head, his voice suddenly becoming hoarse, “I have read the power of attorney. But there is no information on it that requires my cooperation.”

His fingernails had become sharp at some point. "And I don't even recognize the seventh Hunter King."

"Stop pretending." Wang Feng sneered. "From the moment I stepped into this manor, I already knew who you were."

"The Crimson Demon Ichiaki from the Sakura Twin Guardian Pavilion!"

Before he could finish speaking, Lu Kun's body suddenly twisted, and the office chair was shattered by the burst of magic.

His right hand instantly transformed into a scarlet claw, aiming straight for Wang Feng's throat with a whooshing sound!

"Ding!!!"

A crystal-clear ice wall suddenly formed out of thin air, less than an inch thick but as hard as steel.

The claws collided with the ice, creating a visible ripple of cold air.

Lingling's gaze was fixed on those six ferocious claws, and the anger in her eyes was almost tangible.

"It was you!" Her voice trembled with extreme anger. "You're the one who killed my father!"

"Hehe." Lu Kun's mouth stretched to his ears, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth. "Qin Zhan is indeed a competent hunter king."

Thick, blood-red mist suddenly erupted from his body. "What a pity... you had to come here to die!"

Crimson demonic mist billowed and rose, within which twisted humanoid figures could be vaguely seen wailing and struggling.

Spiderweb-like blood patterns appeared on Lu Kun's skin, and his muscles expanded and bulged at an abnormal speed, causing his suit to tear inch by inch.

"Shoot-"

A long, scarlet tail covered in barbs burst out from his lower back, tearing the carpet to shreds.

His arms were completely mutated, with half-meter-long bone blades extending from his fingertips. Most horrifyingly, two fleshy tentacles burst forth from between his eyebrows, their tips even revealing bright yellow vertical pupils!
Standing before them now was—

Trailing a long tail, menacing claws, and wriggling horns

A monster through and through!
“Another hunter is about to die by my hand.” Lu Kun’s voice was completely distorted, carrying a chilling echo.

"There will always be people who oppose me." His crimson aura surged like boiling water. "Then I'll send you all on your way!"

With a ferocious roar, Lu Kun charged forward again, his aura filled with overwhelming malevolence.

Its scarlet tail lashed out in the air with a loud crack, and its six sharp claws gleamed with a cold light.

"Humph!"

Wang Feng snorted coldly, and suddenly a dazzling golden light burst forth from his body.

Pure holy power surged forth like a tide, forming visible ripples in the air.

Lu Kun's figure suddenly froze in mid-air, as if he had crashed into an invisible wall.

"boom--!"

The shockwave from the burst of holy power sent Lu Kun flying. His body crashed through three walls like a rag doll before finally embedding itself deeply into a stone pillar in the main hall.

The entire manor trembled under the blow; chandeliers shook violently, and glassware shattered.

"Holy Power?"

Lu Kun struggled to crawl out of the rubble, and fear appeared in his voice for the first time.

His body was now a horrific sight—his skin was riddled with holes from the corrosive power of the holy energy, and blue smoke was constantly billowing from it.

"You are from the Holy City!"

Wang Feng walked slowly forward. With each step he took, a circle of dazzling golden holy runes lit up on the ground, spreading out like ripples on the surface of water.

He looked down at the Red Demon curled up on the ground, his cold eyes showing no emotion.

"Red Demon, how many of the Eight Sacred and Evil Souls have you collected over the years?" Wang Feng's voice was terrifyingly calm.

Lu Kun, breathing weakly, paused for a moment upon hearing this, then grinned, his bleeding lips parting in a hoarse laugh: "Ha, so you also covet the position of Evil Saint King!"

“You’ve got one thing wrong.” Wang Feng slowly raised his hand, and countless stars suddenly lit up the night sky behind him, quickly connecting to form dazzling constellation patterns.

"I am the Heavenly Father, the Lord of the Holy City." His voice echoed in the starlight. "The status of the Four Ancient Dark Kings is not worthy of my attention."

In the pitch-black night sky, a giant sword formed from pure holy light slowly took shape, ancient runes flowing across its blade, and the oppressive aura emanating from it caused the entire manor to tremble slightly.

"No, no!" Lu Kun struggled back in terror, his wounds reopening from the violent movement.

"I am loyal to you! Over the years, I have managed the Lu family in an orderly manner, and apart from those hunters who seek their own death, I have never indiscriminately killed innocent people!"

Wang Feng coldly stared at the begging demon, while the holy sword in the sky was already poised to strike.

"Have you finished your last words?" He waved his hand gently. "Then go on your way."

With his movement, the dazzling holy sword cleaved through the night sky, crashing down with a divine power that could purify all evil.

"What happened?!"

The commotion from the fierce battle finally alerted the other hunters in the manor, and they all rushed over to investigate.

As the hunters rushed into the hall, they were greeted by the sight of the Crimson Demon's figure gradually dissolving in the radiance of the Holy Sword.

"That was... Yi Qiu!"

(End of this chapter)