E-Rank or SSS-Rank: I Awakened a Skill That Shouldn't Exist-Chapter 329: New Threat

Chapter 328

The Flashback Continued.....

The Wolfbull Lord looked up at the dark goblin sitting casually on his throne.

That act alone should have driven him into uncontrollable rage. A lesser monster daring to sit where a lord belonged. A lower race looking down on him like a slave.

Yet pride and fury never came.

Fear did.

Pure, suffocating fear.

His blood boiled beneath his fur, but his instincts screamed danger. The dark goblin before him was radiating a presence. Heavy. Crushing. Almost on par with the Transcendent Ones.

That alone shattered everything the Wolfbull Lord thought he knew.

Lower monster races were never supposed to come into contact with beings like that.

So how had a dark goblin become this?

When the dark goblin spoke, his voice was even. Calm. Yet every word carried such authority that the Wolfbull Lord felt his own existence crumble before it.

Back then, he had been given only one instruction.

Ensure the connection between this plane and Earth was never severed.

The portal had to remain open.

If it failed, his entire bloodline and every subordinate under him would be slaughtered. That was only the beginning. After that, his mind, body, and soul would be broken down piece by piece before death finally claimed him.

That was how the dark goblin had said it.

Strangely enough, the Wolfbull Lord believed every word.

It would have been foolish not to. After all, this was a being who had crushed his oppressive might without lifting a finger. A being who had reduced him to something pitiful with nothing but presence.

The task itself was taxing, but not impossible.

So he obeyed.

He kept the portals open.

As expected, humans were sent to cleanse the plane again and again.

Their fate was obvious.

Every single one of them died.

No survivors.

The cycle continued. The Wolfbull Lord even began to find enjoyment in it, using the deaths of those irritating humans as entertainment while carrying out a task he could not afford to fail.

Everything proceeded as usual.

Until one human appeared at his doorstep.

Back to the Present

The Wolfbull Lord trembled.

Not just his body. His very being shook as he raised a trembling hand toward Han, who sat casually on the throne as if it belonged to him.

"You are just like him" the wolfbull lord muttered.

The gaze.

The tone.

The authority.

The way he had crushed him without lifting a finger.

It was the same.

Exactly the same as that dark goblin.

Han raised an eyebrow.

"Just like who?" he asked calmly.

The Wolfbull Lord trembled harder, forcing his racing heart to slow.

This human might resemble that dark goblin, but he had to be weaker. He had to be. Humans were frail. Soft. Feeble. Nothing compared to the cruelty of monsters.

And dark goblins were known for their merciless nature.

If punishment was inevitable, then he would rather face it at the hands of a human than endure the wrath of that dark goblin again.

So he chose silence.

He would endure whatever came.

Death was the worst possible outcome anyway.

Han shook his head.

"Monsters really are stupid," he said calmly, despite the raging aura around him. "But ignorance like yours is on another level."

He leaned forward slightly.

"You leave me no choice but to use the Defiance Eye."

The Wolfbull Lord frowned.

Defiance Eye?

What nonsense was he talking about?

Just another threat. He refused to be shaken by it.

What he did not know was that his suffering was about to become unimaginably worse.

Extremely.

Utterly.

Bad.

Eye of Defiance has been activated.

One of Han’s eyes turned crimson.

Then it flared.

Igniting like a small cosmic flame.

The greatest horror for the Wolfbull Lord was the moment he looked into that eye.

His world froze.

Then it warped.

Reality twisted violently, and what followed was something strange. Something terrifying.

The Wolfbull Lord suddenly screamed.

Not a battle cry.

Not rage.

Pure terror.

He clawed at his own body, ripping into his skin as if trying to tear something out. Something that did not exist in flesh. He shredded himself mercilessly, tearing away chunks of his own body, turning himself into a blood soaked mess.

Yet that was not the most disturbing part.

The most disturbing thing was that he did not stop.

Not even for a moment.

It was as if the pain did not matter. As if the agony was not what he was reacting to. What he was clawing at was inside him. Deep. Far beyond his physical form.

After a long while, he stopped.

Han smiled faintly from the throne.

"Round two," he muttered.

He did nothing.

He did not lift a finger.

Yet the throne room grew colder. The air itself felt chilled to the bone.

The already broken Wolfbull Lord shuddered violently.

Then it began.

A second torture. Far worse than the first.

He screamed again, thrashing wildly, smashing into the ground, clawing at anything within reach. Inhuman cries of agony tore from his throat again and again.

It was horrifying.

He smashed his head downward, burying it deep into the ashen ground. When he raised it again, a thick puddle of blood spilled out beneath him.

Monster or not, it would take an extremely long time to heal a wound like that.

Han had no intention of letting him live.

"Are you ready to tell me what I need to know," Han asked calmly, "or would you prefer the third round of punishment?"

He leaned back slightly.

"This one will finally break you. I promise. I will take it a step higher."

"Please," the Wolfbull Lord begged. "No more. No more of that."

His voice cracked.

"I promise. I will tell you everything."

He spilled it all.

His meeting with the dark goblin. The one he believed had reached the Transcendent stage. The task he was given. The purpose of the portal. Every detail Han asked for and more.

The Wolfbull Lord would have rather killed himself than do this.

But deep down, he knew the truth.

The being sitting on his throne was not human.

It was a monster far greater than monsters, wearing human skin.

There was no mercy here.

And what he had endured in the past few minutes had already shattered him beyond repair.

It had only been minutes.

Yet it felt like eternity.

Han sat silently, processing everything.

After a while, he nodded.

"I think I have a grasp of everything you said."

He stood.

"I am not the type to go back on my word."

"So die peacefully."

The condensed pressure around the Wolfbull Lord twisted violently. His head snapped around twice with sickening force.

Death was instant.

His body collapsed to the ground with a dull thump.

Lifeless.

As the light faded from his eyes, the Wolfbull Lord felt something he had not felt in a long time.

Freedom.

Those two damn monsters could deal with each other now.

Han stepped down from the throne.

He looked at the corpse without emotion.

He had stopped caring about killing monsters a long time ago. They were humanity’s greatest enemies.

He would take care of them.

The dark goblin.

Han’s eyes narrowed slightly.

That creature had nearly killed him once, back when he had just become a hero. One of the hardest battles he had ever fought. The memory was still vivid. How close he had come to death.

He was far stronger now.

Yet the Wolfbull Lord’s words lingered.

Monster.

Just like him.

Han did not place himself above that goblin. If anything, he believed they might be equals.

He shook his head.

Whoever that dark goblin was, Han needed to find him.

Keeping the portal linked to Earth without launching a full invasion meant something. Whatever the goal was, Han already knew the conclusion.

That dark goblin would become a problem.

And problems had to be eliminated.

As soon as possible.

To be continued...