As soon as the man heard this, he instinctively sensed something was amiss. But before he could react, a petite fist collided with his cheek.
In a flash, the man’s mind nearly blanked out. He didn’t even see Lilith throwing the punch; it just connected to his cheek with a powerful force.
The divine speed he prided himself on was rendered completely useless. Lilith didn’t give him a chance to employ it. Instead, she swiftly knocked him to the ground with a single punch.
Pain always came with a slight delay. By the time the man screamed, Lilith was already straddling him, raining down punches on his face.
“How violent! That’s too violent!”
Erica parted the bush she was hiding behind, peeking through the foliage as Lilith mercilessly pummeled the man. Teeth flew like shooting stars, prompting Erica to instinctively cover her mouth, fearing her own teeth might meet a similar fate.
The man found himself unable to mount any resistance as Lilith’s small frame effortlessly pinned him down, quelling his movements.
He raised a hand, perhaps to retaliate or surrender, but Lilith stomped on it, grinding it into the ground with a sickening crunch reminiscent of a cockroach being crushed.
“I’m glad I didn’t underestimate her,” Erica thought, wiping the cold sweat from her brow before clasping her hands together to silently thank the mighty Dragon God. She couldn’t believe she was still alive after the encounter with Lilith.
Eventually, the man’s struggles weakened, his head swinging like that of a broken branch under Lilith’s relentless assault.
It was only then that Lilith finally ceased her assault, smacking her lips as if she was far from satisfied.
“What a weakling. Is this all you’ve got?”
Turning her head, Lilith called out, “Hey… what’s her name again…? Oh, Erica!”
“Coming!” Erica replied eagerly, scrambling to Lilith as if she had been called to dinner by her own mother.
“What can I do for you, my lady?” Erica asked.
“Don’t call me that. Can you heal him?” Lilith said, pointing to the battered man.
“Yes, of course! I can bring back even someone who is halfway to hell as long as you wish for it!”
Erica smiled obsequiously as she clasped her hands together. A green light bloomed from her palms, radiating a refreshing vitality.
Lilith took a deep breath, feeling immediately rejuvenated as her fatigue melted away.
“Pretty impressive,” Lilith praised. Erica’s healing abilities had indeed exceeded her expectations.
“Hehe. I told you I’m a great healer.” Erica chuckled, scratching her head shyly.
With a gentle wave of her hand, the green light floated toward the man’s chest before entering it. As the green light sunk into his body, his injuries began to visibly heal before their eyes.
Soon, he looked almost as good as new, save for the pale face. Even his missing teeth grew back.
“Huh? What happened?” The man woke up groggily, his eyes filled with confusion as if he had just awoken from a strange dream. It wasn’t until he saw Lilith that he let out a shrill scream.
“Devil! Monster! Witch! Stay away from me, you monster in human skin! No wonder your chest is so flat, you must be a monster in disguise!”
Lilith turned to Erica with an unreadable expression. “Can you use that spell again?”
“Huh? Yes, though it drains a lot of my magic power. I can probably use it five or six times a day,” Erica replied honestly.
“Five or six times,” Lilith muttered under her breath, her eyes gleaming maliciously as she looked at the man who continued hurling insults at her.
Sensing the chilling aura emanating from Lilith, the man trembled in fear. When he caught sight of the cruel smile on Lilith’s face, a look of terror washed over his features.
Pow! Pow! Pow! Pow! Pow! Countless punches rained down on him.
Erica discreetly stepped back to avoid the splattering blood, mindful of the expensive new dress Grandma had bought her to celebrate her advancement to the second round.
After a minute of relentless assault, Lilith shook the blood off her hands and commanded, “Heal him.”
“Okay.” Erica obediently unleashed her strongest healing spell.
“Ugh… I…” The man regained consciousness again, but before he could say anything, Lilith began correcting his personality again.
It wasn’t until Erica was out of breath and couldn’t cast another healing spell that Lilith lowered her fist, albeit with a hint of reluctance, as if unsatisfied.
Upon waking up again, the man skipped the usual groans of pain and immediately began apologizing tearfully and sincerely.
“I’m truly sorry, I shouldn’t have been so arrogant and hurled insults at you. I’m just a worthless piece of trash, unworthy to even breathe. I’m as disgusting as a piece of d̲o̲gs̲h̲i̲t̲ by the road! Punching me will only dirty your fist but to have any physical contact with someone as noble as you is a blessing I could only dream of! I’m so touched, so incredibly touched… I’m crying tears of gratitude…”
“Hmm, not bad,” Lilith remarked with satisfaction, patting the man’s head as if he were a puppy.
“My personality correction seems to be quite effective. It appears I’ve saved yet another lost soul.”
“Yes, yes, you are right. My soul was on the brink of being led astray. It was you who saved me and brought me back to life. Thank you so much!” the man sobbed gratefully.
“No need to thank me, it’s the least we could do,” Lilith replied graciously.
With a sense of accomplishment, Lilith got up and dusted her hands, basking in the man’s newfound appreciation.
“Do you now understand how strong I am?” she asked.
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“Huh?” Erica was taken aback by Lilith’s sudden focus on her.
She looked at Lilith blankly at first, but as soon as she caught Lilith’s kind gaze, Erica managed an awkwardly polite smile.