Seizing the very first opportunity, Yamcha and Krillin charged down the path that had been carved out, with Goku close behind. The three of them headed straight for the deepest part of Devil’s Castle.
Along the way, they encountered more demon soldiers trying to block them, but to the trio, this was no challenge at all. After easily dealing with the enemies, they pressed forward without pause, heading straight to the end.
There, Lucifer and Shula, along with countless demon soldiers, had been waiting for quite some time.
“To have broken through our demon soldiers’ solid defenses and made it here… I have to admit, you humans are pretty capable. Come to think of it, it’s been a while since I’ve tasted the blood of powerful humans,” Lucifer said, his greedy gaze sweeping over the three of them, a chilling murderous aura spreading. As he licked the corner of his mouth, his true nature was fully revealed.
Drinking the blood of these strong humans might just boost his power.
It had been many years since he had any desire to grow stronger.
If it worked, he could become the supreme ruler of the Demon Realm on Earth—and he would also be able to get rid of Shula.
Shula stood silently beside him, his gaze ignoring Krillin and Yamcha as he stared intently at Goku.
This human brat… made him feel deeply uneasy.
“Tch! Talking like you’re all that. Anyone hearing you would think you’re some big deal! Let me handle this disgusting bas*ard,” Yamcha cracked his knuckles, volunteering to take on Lucifer.
“Then I’ll handle the other one. We can’t leave all the enemies to Goku, can we? Right, Goku?” Krillin said, full of confidence, stepping forward just like Yamcha and locking onto Shula.
The two of them took their fighting stances, each focused on their chosen opponent.
“Be careful, Krillin, Yamcha. These two aren’t like the others,” Goku didn’t stop them, but he gave them a word of warning.
On the high platform, Lucifer’s smile grew colder. Just a human, and he dared to challenge him? How utterly foolish.
Shula expressionlessly looked Krillin over. This little bald guy was stronger than the average human, sure—but only just. Challenging him was nothing short of suicidal.
“Don’t worry, Goku. We’ve got this.”
“Goku, just sit back and watch!”
Seeing Krillin and Yamcha brimming with confidence, Goku hesitated to say more.
His instincts told him—Lucifer and Shula were very powerful.
“Take this!!!” With a loud shout, Yamcha launched the first attack. He sprinted forward at full speed, leaping up in front of Lucifer and swinging his fists fiercely toward him.
Lucifer, completely unfazed by Yamcha’s attack, casually dodged over a dozen punches and kicks. Then, suddenly, he powered up and grabbed Yamcha’s both arms.
“Not bad—your strength and speed aren’t too shabby. Perfect for the main course of tonight’s banquet,” Lucifer said as his grip tightened, his immense strength pressing down on Yamcha.
“What is… what is this power?!!” Yamcha, who had been so confident just moments ago, had a drastic change in expression as he felt Lucifer’s overwhelming power.
This brute strength—there was no way to stop it!!
The next second, Lucifer violently flung Yamcha aside and followed up with a charged kick that struck Yamcha square in the chest.
‘Boom!!!’ A muffled crash echoed.
In an instant, Yamcha was sent flying back to Goku’s side, his face filled with shock. His energy churned wildly inside his body, and a thin trail of crimson blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
“Damn it… I let my guard down… This guy’s strength really is something else,” Yamcha gritted his teeth, forcing himself to stand despite the pain surging through him—only to nearly collapse again as a wave of weakness swept over him.
“You okay, Yamcha? Want me to step in?” Goku asked kindly.
“I’m fine… I can still fight…” Yamcha wasn’t about to accept defeat just like that.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and focused on controlling his breathing, once again assuming a battle stance.
This time, he didn’t charge in recklessly like before. His eyes calm and focused, Yamcha closely observed Lucifer, searching for any weaknesses.
“Still standing, huh? That just makes things more fun.” Lucifer was now intrigued by Yamcha’s stubborn determination. In his mind, he thought: This man’s blood must be delicious.
After a brief standoff, Yamcha took a deep breath, forcefully elevating his energy in a burst—and launched another attack.
This time, his speed exploded as he shot toward Lucifer at full power.
“Neo Wolf Fang Fist!!!” With a fierce cry, Yamcha’s fists and kicks attacked Lucifer like a starving wolf, attacking with blinding ferocity.
Under Master Roshi’s recent training, Yamcha had made rapid progress. The Wolf Fang Fist had already been upgraded, becoming even faster and more aggressive.
Even though Yamcha had made incredible progress during this time, and his power level had indeed surpassed 50, it still wasn’t enough in the face of Lucifer.
Absolute power reigned above all.
After exchanging several rounds with Yamcha, Lucifer had already figured out the pattern of the Wolf Fang Fist, effortlessly dodging every single one of Yamcha’s attacks.
【What the hell is this guy?! He’s completely different from those other demons before! Even though my Wolf Fang Fist has improved, he still saw right through it!】 Yamcha was shaken to the core, his pupils contracting sharply. He had never imagined that his ultimate technique could be so easily unraveled by Lucifer.
“As food for tonight’s banquet, you’d best behave yourself. My men and I… we’ll drain every last drop of blood from your body.” Lucifer grinned mockingly, a bloodthirsty gleam flashing in his eyes.
A powerful sense of dread surged through Yamcha. He immediately sensed danger and tried to defend—but it was too late.
‘Boom!!!’ Lucifer’s fist smashed brutally into Yamcha’s abdomen.
The terrifying force inflicted severe injuries in an instant, leaving Yamcha momentarily dazed.
Seizing the opportunity, Lucifer pulled back his fist and followed up with a charged upper kick that landed squarely on Yamcha’s chin, sending him flying into the air.
Yamcha, struck with devastating force, had the light vanish from his eyes. Blood scattered through the air like rain as his limp body plummeted, crashing down right beside an enraged Goku.
“Yamcha…!!” Goku rushed over to check on Yamacha.
By now, Yamcha had completely lost consciousness and was no longer capable of fighting.
He had fainted—but he wasn’t dead!
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