Marvel: The Greatest Hero Era

“Okay, then I’ll go drink with those two Sandman soldiers. Although they’ll ask who’s guarding this gate, I’ve already thought it through. It’ll be easier for me to buy Brother Zhao Chen some time.”

"Bye-bye, be careful after we leave." Zhao Chen waved, but deep down he was still worried about the crocodile, wondering what punishment it would receive, and whether it would be beheaded.

Zhao Chen didn't think too much about it and pushed open the door to walk into the palace.

The palace contained countless rooms, but each room was covered by a few strands of white gauze, through which one could vaguely see the king's scantily clad beauties.

These women came from various other races, including humans and orcs, and were all extremely alluring, but aside from their heavy makeup, their looks were still a notch below Riven's.

They waited here for the king's arrival.

Zhao Chen searched everywhere in the palace for Riven's whereabouts, but he could not find her.

Before he knew it, more than ten minutes had passed. Zhao Chen looked worried and anxious. He knew very well that the longer the time dragged on, the more disadvantageous it would be for his operation.

But at that moment, he was drawn to a commotion.

The sound of glass objects falling came from a room not far away.

Zhao Chen quickly walked over and opened the door.

He was stunned by what was happening before his eyes, and he began to feel extremely angry.

The room was extremely luxurious, with a huge interior space of over 100 square meters. In the very center of the room was an extremely luxurious carving covered with patterns of real dragons.

Riven lay naked on the bed, looking utterly dejected. Her hands and feet were bound to the four iron posts at the corners of the bed by thick iron chains. Even these iron posts were intricately carved, clearly hand-carved.

Riven writhed on the bed, trying to break free of the chains. Her wrists and ankles were bruised from the struggle, and blood seeped into the bruises.

Such a beautiful woman is naked and tied up here like a dog; it's truly pitiful.

Zhao Chen's eyes were wide open and bloodshot; anger had made him lose his mind.

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At this moment, Zhao Chen's inner world was like a huge tsunami, with the seawater swallowing the entire continent.

In addition, a devastating volcanic eruption left lava and black rock covering the clouds.

All the flavors of life—sweet, sour, bitter, and spicy—rushed into my heart.

This almost drove Zhao Chen completely insane, but his steely willpower allowed him to remain calm despite his rage and extreme grief.

He strode forward.

"Watch out." Riven noticed Zhao Chen approaching.

Suddenly, the sandmen hiding in the two corners of the room used two sharp spears to stab Zhao Chen in the head and abdomen respectively.

Although Zhao Chen was now in a mortal body and was furious, he was still incredibly powerful even if they were on equal footing, thanks to the boost from the Force.

Using the principles of Tai Chi, he instantly changed the angle of one of the spears' thrusts, causing a sandman's spear to pierce the ground. Due to the excessive force, his head also slammed into the ground, and his neck just grazed the edge of the spear embedded in the ground. With a spray of blood, he left this world without uttering a sound.

At the same time, Zhao Chen dodged another spear attack to the left, and simultaneously unleashed a powerful left hook that struck the sandman's jaw, causing it to detach completely. The connection between the jaw and the sandman's head was now a bloody mess.

Zhao Chen was still not satisfied. He grabbed the dead sandman by the neck with his left hand and slammed his head to the ground. His right fist pounded the sandman's head like a storm.

The Sandman's head was already a bloody mess, flattened like a fried egg.

But Zhao Chen did not stop his frenzied punches; his anger was directed entirely at the poor sandman's head.

"Help, help, help me." This weak voice stopped Zhao Chen's madness.

Riven had likely exhausted too much energy due to her constant struggle.

Zhao Chen walked toward Riven on the bed.

"Wife, I'm here. You won't have to suffer anymore." Zhao Chen was already in tears.

He stepped forward and easily broke the chain.

Meanwhile, in the reception room of the palace...

The crocodile approached the king, whispered in his ear, and gave a sinister smile.

"Please continue drinking and eating well. I have some matters to attend to and will be right back," the king said to those present, before turning and leaving.

Chapter 1060 Zhao Chen Kills the King

Riven is like a dehydrated rose, so beautiful yet covered in wounds.

She was in excruciating pain, groaning in agony from the pain in her wrists and ankles.

Her face was flushed, and she stared at Zhao Chen with her eyes half-open.

Her mood began to calm down, and she felt completely safe.

Zhao Chen walked up to Ruiwen and looked down at her.

A stunningly beautiful face, a slender and tall figure, scars on her body, and purplish lips.

Zhao Chen felt immense pity for him.

"I'm sorry, I'm really useless. I can't even protect my own wife."

"Aren't you right here beside me now? You appeared when I needed you most." Riven lay in bed, gently stroking her morning face with her slender hand.

“I swear, I swear to God, I will never let you suffer like this again, and I guarantee that this kingdom will soon be destroyed in the near future.”

Looking at the pitiful Riven in "September 23rd", Zhao Chen's protective instincts as a man were accompanied by a surge of lust, which led to his desire to possess her.

In their heavy intoxication, they forgot that they were in danger.

Riven held Zhao Chen's head down, and the two embraced...

If I were the sea, you would be the shore. I want to throw all my waves onto you.

"Clang!"

The door of the room was opened.

"I'm here, my darling, now it's just the two of us!" the king said as he rushed in.

This shameless scene unfolded before the king's eyes.

"You...you...you."

"I really can't believe it, I just can't believe it."

"I treated you like a brother, and this is how you treat me? Why don't you just tell me you like her, and maybe I'll give her to you?"

"You two are having affairs behind my back."

"Oh well, I've played with her countless times anyway, and I'm getting tired of it..."

Zhao Chen stared fiercely at the king.

He didn't say a word; he now felt only intense hatred for the king.

Zhao Chen didn't want things to turn out this way either; they had just become sworn brothers, and in less than a day, they had turned against each other.

But Zhao Chen had no choice, because he knew very well what was most important in his life.

For Zhao Chen, this was the most important thing, something he would risk his life to protect.

Because of my own negligence, I have been subjected to abuse and mistreatment by others.

I'm tired of it all, it's just one sentence.

Zhao Chen's dark primal force began to surge and churn due to his anger, and the power emanating from this energy enveloped him completely like a wisp of black smoke.

Zhao Chen used the Dark Force to remotely seize the king's throat.

This sudden attack caught the unsuspecting king completely off guard.

The king was lifted into the air by this force, and he struggled to break free by grabbing his throat with both hands.

At this moment, despite the pain, Riven watched the battle with curiosity, even though she was very worried.

Zhao Chen continued to exert force; he wanted to kill the king.

Zhao Chen has endured too much hardship. His heart has collapsed many times and he is about to fall into the abyss of darkness, but he has been pulled back by his strong willpower.

But he understood what kind of world this was—an incredibly ugly world.

He was no longer as merciful as before, just as he had tortured and killed the two sand people before; he had become utterly heartless towards his enemies.

Perhaps it is true that being merciful to the enemy is being cruel to oneself.

Just as the king was coughing and about to faint, a large group of assassins wielding sharp weapons rushed in.

Some carried broadswords, some carried spears, and some carried daggers, etc., but many of them were the king's personal guards; they were the Deadpools.

They had only one idea in mind: to absolutely obey the king's will. At present, they were determined to kill Zhao Chen at all costs.

Faced with such a large group of the Sun Kingdom's most elite warriors, Zhao Chen seemed to understand that everything had been part of the king's plan all along.

He had to relinquish control of the king and instead deal with these powerful, red-eyed war machines.

Faced with an ever-growing influx of Sand People, Zhao Chen realized that this was not just a group of people, but an army.

"All of you go up there, kill him, and bring Riven here," the king said domineeringly, then turned and left, as if it were all too simple for him to mention.

"Husband, you've finished signing the Australia and New Zealand papers!" Riven shouted anxiously, because she could sense that Zhao Chen had completely lost his divine power. His movements and strength were completely different from before, making him seem more like a mortal.

Zhao Chen unleashed his full power, and the sand soldiers in the room floated in the air like a pile of loose sand, controlled by this terrifying force.