Marvel: The Greatest Hero Era

Zhao Chen glared at Little Tyson in the car, signaling him to stay put and not wander off.

Zhao Chen then pressed his advantage, rushing into the city through the breach in the wall.

The moment they charged in again, they were met with the same dense army of sandmen, while the king, the giant crocodile, and the kobolds stood behind the legion like gods, exuding immense power.

"It all depends on whether you can get through this," the king said.

"Go, kill him."

Following the king's command, an endless horde of Sand People soldiers charged toward Zhao Chen with extreme bloodlust and confidence.

A great battle is about to begin.

Chapter 1068 Zhao Chen Massacres the City

As three green sword energies were unleashed, the charging Sandman army was torn apart one after another like dominoes, with internal energy spraying everywhere. This single strike had already taken down hundreds of Sandmen.

However, for the sandmen who had been torn apart and were already dead, the nightmare did not end. These green sword energies transformed into evil spirits that enveloped one sandman after another, entangled them, and devoured their souls.

As screams continued, Zhao Chen felt his power growing stronger with the help of Ghost Fang, and he could feel the soul power of the people he killed constantly being used by him.

Just like being well-fed and watered, although he was starving when he first attacked the kingdom, Zhao Chen felt very comfortable at this moment. He hadn't felt this full in a long time.

The green sword energy, mixed with lightning and thunder, tore the sand people flying in the sky. Their inner bodies were enveloped in the green sword energy that was sucking their souls, turning the entire sky into a dark and oppressive black. The direct sunlight was also blocked, plunging the city into darkness.

"Hahahahahahahahahaha" Zhao Chen kept letting out sinister laughter. He didn't know why he was so happy when he saw everything that had been torn apart.

Zhao Chen was usually a kind person, but now, perhaps because of the dark primal force and this demonic sword, his mind was gradually affected, and he began to become more and more evil.

Anger makes people impulsive, hatred makes people crazy, and the Dark Force itself relies on anger and hatred to erupt.

The stronger your hatred, the more insane you become, and the more powerful your dark forces become, until they gradually change a person's mind.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the city was littered with corpses.

This kingdom was already shattered under the world-destroying power of Zhao Chen, who had regained his divine power and become even stronger.

"Hahahaha, it's not over yet." Zhao Chen laughed wildly.

The remaining Sandman soldiers, drenched in sweat and panting heavily, had eyes filled with despair and fear; any one of them could become the target of death at any moment.

"Scared? If you're scared, hand over Riven to me."

"Big crocodile, you go!" The king turned around and said to the trembling crocodile behind him.

"No, my esteemed king, don't look at me, I will not go up, I don't want to die."

“Then let me deal with him.” The kobold shoved the giant crocodile aside.

He unleashed the Grim Reaper's Descent, becoming enormous once more. His injuries appeared to have healed, and he seemed even more powerful than before.

The kobold raised his axe high and slammed it down on the ground, causing the earth to shake violently.

This time, his attack was not aimed at Zhao Chen, but at the surviving Sandman legion.

A large group of sand people were smashed to pieces, and their purple souls were slowly absorbed into the axe.

"Commander, are you crazy? What are you doing? Why are you killing your own people?"

With each successive attack, the killing squad was wiped out by the kobolds.

"It's time. I've absorbed enough energy, Zhao Chen. Let's duel. Let me transform you into..."

The dog-headed man was interrupted. He had only spoken halfway through his sentence, yet he stood there quietly, the dog-headed man who was higher than the clouds.

At this moment, all that could be seen was the kobold's surprised expression, as if something terrible had happened that was enough to frighten the most powerful creature in the world.

A gash slowly opened in his left leg, and blood began to slowly flow out.

The more blood flows from a single line, the more it increases.

With a final snap, the entire leg broke off at the knee joint, splitting in two.

Having lost his balance, the kobold used his axe to brace himself against the ground. As the axe slipped, he fell flat on his face and tried to get up with both hands.

"I can still fight. You treacherous little thief, you actually ambushed me, you ambushed this old man."

"You talk too much. If I really wanted to ambush you, I wouldn't wait for you to slaughter your own troops and absorb their souls. You idiot who's so concerned with saving face that you'll suffer for it."

"No, I didn't lose to you. You tricked me. You're too cunning, Zhao Chen."

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Zhao Chen shook his head; he was speechless.

"Now, it's time to hand over all the souls you've absorbed over these thousands of years to me."

After saying that, Zhao Chen jumped onto the kobold's back and used his Ghost Fang Ninja Tip to pierce the kobold's progressive nerve plexus.

"Ah, you're despicable, you're so despicable! Oh, I'm going to die!" After letting out a huge scream and cursing Zhao Chen, the dog-headed dog closed its eyes forever.

On the back of his neck, a purple light was being continuously absorbed into the Ghost Fang. Perhaps the Ghost Fang was the true vessel for the soul, the vessel that Zhao Chen and Little Tyson were searching for.

"King, crocodile, who do you plan to die first?" Zhao Chen glanced to the right.

Then, apart from the densely packed corpses of all kinds, there was no one else. The people who had been in the bustling city had all disappeared.

It's estimated that they fled to seek refuge the moment Zhao Chen appeared.

However, they were unaware that the world was falling apart, and the cracks on the distant horizon were growing ever wider.

"I'd like to see where you run to."

Zhao Chen strode towards the palace.

There are no more guards here. This kingdom, which had been glorious for over a thousand years, has completely fallen into ruin, leaving only the aura of death.

I came looking for the bedroom, but it was empty. I pushed open the innermost door but couldn't find Riven.

Zhao Chen searched the entire kingdom, like looking for a needle in a haystack.

But he trained very carefully, leaving no stone unturned.

Several hours later, Zhao Chen's keen hearing detected some sounds coming from underground not far away. He pressed his ear to the ground and sniffed.

I sensed life inside; perhaps the only survivor in this castle was there.

He inserted the ghost tooth into the ground and began to walk around until he drew a circle on the ground that is now about 20 meters long.

Zhao Chen then used the Dark Force to lift the circular piece of ground with the help of the lightning and threw it aside.

Zhao Chen jumped down into the hole.

The interior suddenly opened up, and this was probably the last refuge of this kingdom.

Zhao Chen's eyes emitted a green light, allowing him to see everything clearly in the darkness, where there was no light.

He walked toward the lively area, which was a corridor.

At the end of the corridor was an iron gate, consisting of two doors, one on each side, which looked incredibly heavy.

Zhao Chen grabbed the doorknob of the right door with his right hand and tugged twice, but the door closed.

"Hmph, how ridiculous." Zhao Chen yanked hard on the door lock.

He actually pulled the entire door out from the inside and then ran backwards.

He looked at the door he had thrown out; the door was several meters thick.

"Heh," Zhao Chen chuckled coldly.

Chapter 1069 A Perfect Ending

Zhao Chen walked through the door and entered; the room was brightly lit.

The luxuriousness of the decoration was no less than that of the royal palace of the Desert Empire, which clearly showed that Zhao Chen had discovered the last line of defense of this kingdom.

Zhao Chen walked deeper into the area, knife in hand.

A few minutes later, Zhao Chen's expression changed from extreme excitement to deep sorrow, and tears streamed down his face uncontrollably.

He saw Riven.

She was covered in bruises, wearing a bunny girl outfit that was torn to shreds, revealing a gruesome expanse of flesh. Her wrists and ankles were pinned to the wall by four chains, and her head was tilted to one side as if she were unconscious.

Zhao Chen had no idea what kind of pain, or what kind of inhuman torture, Raven had endured during the short time he was away.

Blood was trickling from the corner of her mouth, her face was covered in bruises, her lips were swollen and red, and there were teeth marks on her body.

Zhao Chen's heart was bleeding. He secretly vowed to make the king die a gruesome death, to make the king suffer slowly and painfully until he died screaming in agony.

They would not hesitate to use even the most cruel Nordic tortures, such as the dripping water torture or the blood eagle torture.

He broke four iron chains, held Riven in his arms, and kissed her forehead.

He remains unconscious.

"If only we hadn't met in that bar, you might be very happy now and wouldn't have to go through all this inhuman suffering, all this pain that will never be forgotten."

Then, Zhao Chen put his left arm around Riven's leg and his right arm around her back, resting her head on his shoulder.

Slowly walk outside.

Zhao Chen failed to find the king, but he would continue searching for him for the rest of his life until he found him and killed him.