Chapter 579: Ling Zhan VS Agnes
"We have Ling Zhan, the Captain of Dragon Kingdom's Ninth Squad, versus Agnes, the future successor of the Blood Hammer Guild!"
Meeting the excited eyes of all the spectators, the referee quickly announced the match information.
It had been predetermined for a while.
As soon as the words fell.
The entire audience broke into enthusiastic applause!
"Woohoo! Here we go again! Another major showdown!"
"Even though we know what the outcome of Ling Zhan's matches usually is, I can't help but look forward to this!"
"Know the outcome? Are you so sure that Ling Zhan will definitely win?"
"Guaranteed! Wanna bet? Not too much—just 100,000 Holy Crystals! You game?"
"I dare! I'll take that bet! You probably don't understand how formidable Agnes really is!"
"No matter how formidable, can she be better than our Ling Zhan? Fine, just get your Holy Crystals ready!"
Ling Zhan, having been called, walked out from the preparation area and stepped onto the platform.
Meanwhile, Agnes, the heir of the Blood Hammer Guild who had been silent all along, also slowly stepped onto the platform.
She walked very slowly.
But no one dared rush her.
And when everyone saw her face clearly, they couldn't help but gasp!
Many finally realized that the successor of the Blood Hammer Guild had a face covered in stitches, like centipedes crawling across her skin!
"Damn!! Agnes! The legendary Human Skin Witch! She likes peeling the skin off humans and stitching it onto her face! She's a total psycho!"
"What? Damn! Is it that horrifying?"
"Just look closely at her face, won't you? Rumor has it she got some strange disease as a child, causing her skin to rot every now and then. All the skin on her body today is skin she took from other people!"
"She looks so quiet, yet turns out to be such a demonic witch!"
"And also, that one-eyed giant Ling Zhan defeated before—rumor has it that in front of this witch, he was as obedient as a dog. The fact that Alfonso treated her so respectfully shows just how terrifying this witch must be!"
"The more you talk, the less confidence I have—damn it..."
Even the members of the reserve squads had heavy expressions.
They were certainly not strangers to Agnes!
Mainly because her abilities were truly a headache!
Even though she had that skin-rotting disease, it had given her mastery over every plague.
And her class was that of a Curse Warlock.
She had now undergone her third-tier advancement to become the Mistress of Woe.
She had absolute mastery of cursing spells.
"Captain Ling, please be careful! This witch is no easy opponent!"
"She's extremely cunning, not only good at running but also as sinister as you!"
Someone reminded Ling Zhan.
It seemed that Agnes was indeed very well-known.
To this, Ling Zhan's expression remained indifferent, without a ripple.
Meanwhile, in the dark organization's preparation area, the remaining Saints and Saintesses watched Agnes step onto the platform, and couldn't help but discuss amongst themselves.
"Who's going to win? Agnes or that non-specialist?"
The Saint of Demon Arrival, named 'Li Sheng,' had a name that sounded quite righteous.
But those who knew his personality well understood just how twisted the Saint of Demon Arrival truly was.
Seeing Agnes step onto the stage, he calmly began discussing it with his companions.
"I don't know. If it were before, I would've said Agnes would win, but after watching these matches, this non-specialist seems incredibly formidable. I don't even know if I can beat him!"
The Saint of the Night’s Whisper shook his head, his deep voice resonating.
Hearing this, the others also shook their heads.
Previously, they might have thought Agnes had a guaranteed win.
But now they didn't dare say that anymore.
"Still, Agnes is not to be underestimated. She should have the upper hand."
The Saintess of Demon Arrival also spoke with a smile.
Her name was 'Zhong Lan,' another seemingly simple and innocent name.
But anyone making that mistake would pay dearly.
Upon hearing this, everyone shook their heads lightly.
Hopefully, she truly had the upper hand.
Amid the endless discussions of the crowd,
Agnes finally stepped onto the platform.
Her cold, indifferent eyes fell on Ling Zhan.
It was on Ling Zhan's skin!
Such high-quality skin!
If she could kill him and peel it off, she could make a long-lasting, high-grade covering!!
Then she wouldn't need to keep killing to maintain her appearance.
Her gaze towards Ling Zhan grew more intense, a clear sign of her pathological obsession.
That face, pieced together with different patches of skin, looked horribly unsettling when she smiled.
She really wanted to peel off the skin of the man in front of her and make it her own collection.
Maybe Ling Zhan's perfect and healthy skin was too much to resist, causing Agnes's expression to change entirely.
"None of these members of dark organizations are sane."
Ling Zhan thought quietly to himself upon seeing her reaction.
"You can concede. I won't kill you, but you must sign a soul contract of servitude with me, and your skin will belong to me for the rest of your life!"
Agnes, who had been silent until now, spoke in a hoarse voice.
It seemed she already believed she could take the victory and was ready to negotiate terms.
To this, Ling Zhan had only one word: "Scram!"
Even if she had to kill him and preserve his body, if she endowed it with regenerative properties, his skin could still be cultivated solely for her use.
A piece of skin fell off her face.
The area of exposed flesh was revealed to be rotting and oozing beneath.
It was clear that beneath her skin, Agnes was likely a festering, foul-smelling horror.
The referee stepped to the center, glanced at both of them, and said solemnly, "Prepare yourselves. Once the ten-second countdown ends, the match officially begins!"
The ten-second countdown appeared before all the spectators.
As the countdown dwindled, the crowd's tension grew; everyone held their breath in suspense.
The brief countdown ended!
And at the very moment it ended...
Agnes immediately raised her staff with a crazed grin!