All Chapters of THE LAST WARRIOR REVENGE : Chapter 71
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Abiseka
The eight demon warriors lay dead, their bodies sliced cleanly apart. Prince Baka stared in awe at the sheer power of Arga’s attack. Abiseka’s face twisted with rage. In one leap, he drew back his fist to strike Arga—but Arga moved with lightning speed, darting left. The punch whistled past his ear, and Arga retaliated with an elbow to Abiseka’s jaw, sending the Horned Fire Demon flying far away. Brak! Abiseka crashed into an ancient structure, reducing it to rubble. Arga smiled, feeling the full weight of his current power. “Incredible… Even foes from the Eternal Realm I can face with ease,” he thought. Abiseka roared, his fury boiling over. The fire horns on his head blazed brighter, turning a golden-red. “Cursed human! I will kill you!” he screamed at the peak of his rage, his eyes glaring with searing red light. Arga gasped at the sudden, sharp surge in Abiseka’s power. What he saw next was truly ex
The Union of Two Demons
With a roar that shook the very air around him, Arga lunged forward, his blade cutting through the illusory mists like a flash of lightning. Yet even ensnared within this twisted realm of shadows and deceit, Abiseka retained command over his massive form. His hand moved with a speed that defied his size, striking Arga with such force that the half-demon youth was sent hurtling backward, his body crashing against a jagged outcrop of rock that shattered upon impact. Abiseka’s breath came in ragged, shallow gasps, and cold sweat beaded upon his brow, tracing paths through the dust that clung to his skin. Never in all his long years of existence had he imagined that he would be brought low by a mere human—let alone one so young, so untested in the ways of the ancient powers. But Arga rose once more, his body mending before Abiseka’s very eyes, the broken bones and torn flesh knitting together as if the blow had never landed at all. Disbelief washed over the great demon’s face; he had nev
Prince Baka
Arga stood firm against the cataclysmic firestorm, his hands raised to conjure a shield of solid ice—its surface glistening like polished crystal in the searing heat. The shield melted slowly, drop by drop, as flames lapped at its edges, but fortune smiled upon him: the inferno soon waned, its fury spent. What lay before him was a sight to chill the very soul. Fifty paces ahead, the earth had been torn asunder, leaving a crater so deep that its bottom was lost to shadow. This was the mark of Abiseka’s explosion—and Arga had no inkling that the great demon had escaped destruction by casting nine fiery orbs of his fragmented soul into the wind. Turning his gaze toward the Crown Queen Flower, Arga felt a pull in his chest—a silent call from the very power that dwelled within him. He walked toward it with deliberate steps, his fingers brushing gently against its delicate petals as if touching something sacred. “What kind of flower is this, exactly?” he asked the Ice Demon, his voice so
THE HORNED FIRE DEMON CLAN
Arga agreed to the pact. He would channel most of Abiseka’s spirit into Prince Baka."Since he betrayed us, you may take his power—but only as we agreed. If you break your word, I will slaughter every last member of the Horned Fire Demon Clan. Do you understand?" Arga asked, his voice like grinding stone, heavy with authority.Prince Baka nodded quickly."Even as a Demon, I always keep my promises. So rest easy, warrior," the Prince said, his eyes steady despite the weight of Arga’s threat.Arga gave a short nod. Then, in one swift motion, he pressed the palm of his hand against Prince Baka’s chest. A blazing golden aura burst forth from Arga’s body, swirling like a living flame before flowing into the young Demon’s form.For a long moment, Arga poured out the power of Abiseka that he had absorbed. He did this because he saw something in Prince Baka—this was no arrogant, unruly Demon. The Prince was still innocent, still ignorant of the ways of the outside world.When the last of Abis
TEACHING PRINCE BAKA
News that Prince Baka had returned with two humans spread like wildfire through the entire Horned Fire Demon Clan. For many Demons, the rumor was nothing short of an insult."Truly—Baka is unfit to lead this Clan! Bringing these lowly creatures into our halls, even treating them as honored guests!" spat one elder who had been loyal to Abiseka."I’m also wondering—why didn’t Lord Abiseka return with the Prince?" another elder asked.Before they could continue their whispers, Prince Baka stormed into the room, his face dark with fury.All eyes turned to him, and gasps rippled through the crowd. They stared in awe at his elongated horns, which now blazed with dancing flames."Today, I want you all to know this!" he declared, his voice sharp as a blade and hot as fire. "Abiseka betrayed me—he tried to kill me! I know some of you covet the leadership. That’s fine—but not through deceit. Anyone who wants this position can challenge me in the Death Arena!"The elders murmured among themselve
You or Me—Who Dies!
Arga froze at what Arimbi was doing. But their lips had already met, and Arimbi had begun to kiss him.Arga could do nothing. His body trembled as he felt the softness of Arimbi’s lips melting against his own. Their breaths came in ragged gasps, and their kiss grew hotter, wetter.Blood thundered through every vein in Arga’s body. Never before had he tasted the bliss of kissing a girl—of feeling Arimbi’s lips so gentle against his.After what felt like an eternity, they pulled apart, their eyes locking. Arimbi gave him a meaningful smile, then rested her head on Arga’s chest. She felt the wild thud of his heart beneath her ear.Slowly, Arga’s hand moved toward her long, fragrant hair, stroking it softly.“My love…” Arimbi whispered, savoring the tenderness of his touch.The beautiful face was so close. Arga brushed his fingers lightly against her cheek—so smooth, so pale it made him swallow hard.“Arimbi… I don’t know what I’ve been feeling all this time… But when I’m near you, I feel
Sengkapura
The elder’s face flushed with rage at Prince Baka’s harsh words—and he leaped straight into the arena.Prince Baka tensed, readying himself for battle.“Sengkapura, I’ll admit I’ve always admired your loyalty to the clan,” he said. “But I never thought you’d turn traitor for that worm Abiseka!”“Where is Abiseka? And the twelve warriors who followed him?” Sengkapura demanded.“They’re all dead—well, Abiseka might still be breathing,” the prince replied. “But it’ll take him a lifetime to regain his lost power. By then, I’ll already be at the peak of immortality.”Sengkapura stared, unconvinced. He still suspected the prince had tricked Abiseka and returned to the clan only to win support. That was all he could bring himself to believe.Sengkapura was the second-strongest in the clan after Abiseka, and one of its most respected leaders. His sharp mind and careful calculations had kept other Demon Clans at bay—they dared not provoke the Fire Horn Demons while he was watching.“I’ll only
The Strongest Demon Descendant
Sengkapura pulled a dagger from his palm, a clear intent to tear Prince Baka's mouth apart.Arimbi felt compelled to intervene, but Arga squeezed her hand."You don't need to worry. This is nothing yet. You'll be surprised when you see Prince Baka's true power," Arga said, his face serious.Arimbi studied Arga's face for a moment, finding no hint of jest."What do you mean?" Arimbi asked.Arga smiled, glancing towards the arena. "He possesses a special power that awakens when his life is truly threatened. I saw it myself during his training yesterday. I beat him mercilessly, nearly to death, and strangely, when I was about to deliver the final blow, he went berserk! He lashed out wildly and brutally. Fortunately, I managed to escape and hide behind a rock. If we had continued fighting, one of us would surely have died.""What kind of power is it that would make someone like you hide?" Arimbi questioned.Arga chuckled softly. "Just watch and see," he replied, turning his attention back
Legacy
Following Sengkapura's defeat, not a single demon dared to challenge Prince Baka. They knelt and bowed before their new King.Arga applauded, approaching Prince Baka, who still stood tall. Seeing Arga's arrival, Prince Baka smiled with joy."Finally, I could show them who I am, warrior..." Prince Baka said, his eyes glistening with tears."Save your sentimentality. From now on, never show your weak side. You are the strongest demon in this clan," Arga said, patting the Prince's shoulder."This is thanks to your teachings, warrior. I should call you master..." Prince Baka said.Arga laughed, amused by the title. "I'm not worthy of being called master. Just call me brother. Aren't the Hell Demon and the Ice Demon brothers?" Arga asked, chuckling. Prince Baka was taken aback, then burst into laughter.Arimbi smiled, watching their camaraderie.The demons, however, were bewildered by the closeness between Prince Baka and Arga.Arimbi leaped into the arena, approaching the two men. "Congra
Dharmasraya
Dharmasraya felt Arga was merely toying with him. He sensed that the youth had yet to unleash his true power."Human! I know you're holding back your strength! You humiliate me by not taking this fight seriously!" Dharmasraya roared, incensed.Arga smiled faintly, leaping backward. "I propose a bargain. If you agree, I shall reveal my full power. What do you say?""What bargain do you propose?" Dharmasraya demanded, his eyes narrowed.Arga grinned, glancing towards Duke Baka. "If I defeat you, you must swear to serve Duke Baka until your dying breath! Is that sufficient?"Dharmasraya was taken aback. So were all the demons present. Duke Baka was equally surprised. He hadn't anticipated Arga making such a proposition.My brother is testing Dharmasraya... Duke Baka thought, deeply moved.Dharmasraya glared at Arga. "Very well, I agree to this bargain. But if you fall, I shall devour that girl," Dharmasraya sneered, pointing towards Arimbi.Arga's gaze hardened. His heart stirred with an