Perfect Husband, The Destined One novel Chapter 4106

Upon finishing her sentence, Morticia's eyes blazed icily. Her fiend soul burst from her body as she rose in the air, clutching a black longsword to meet Grunt's attack!

In the blink of an eye, a battle broke out between them.

Darryl gasped when he saw that. He was at a loss, torn between feeling complicated and overwhelming.

He felt complicated because being captured by Grunt was dangerous enough, but another powerful figure from the fiend race had appeared too.

He was overwhelmed because he might have a chance at survival if the fiend woman could wound Grunt mortally.

Grunt and Morticia flew in circles through and around each other in mid-air. The collisions of the black longsword and the golden spear emitted a series of clangs that rang through the air.

Grunt had started the battle full of confidence. Yet he slowly began to sweat, shock creeping into his system.

What the hell? Was that woman not just a fiend general? How was she so powerful?

"Give it up. You're no match for me."

Just as Grunt was in disbelief, Morticia gave a loud cry. Then, she raised her arm, bringing it down on him as quick as lightning!

That blow was one of terrifying strength, radiating impossible power. It blocked all of Grunt's defenses, leaving him with no way out. Grunt panicked instantly.

F*ck!

Grunt did not waste time sparing a second thought, channeling all the godly energy in his body. He brought a palm forward as he tried to meet his opponent's attack.

The two palms collided with earth-shattering noise. The entire canyon seemed to rattle along with it. With a dull hum, Grunt stumbled many steps backward. His face paled instantly.

Morticia's strength was only second to the Archfiend Antigonus as one of the twelve Fiend Martyrs. Of course, Grunt was no match for her!

"You're the Nine Heaven Emperor's general, yet you have such bad judgment. You think that I'm only a fiend general?" Morticia scoffed. "I'm one of the twelve Fiend Martyrs, idiot. Just thought you should know that before you die."

What?

Grunt's chest thudded as he stared blankly at Morticia. He found himself speechless, and disbelief was written all over his face!

Grunt landed on the rock with an agonized howl. The pain searing through his body was so unbearable that he almost passed out.

Grunt had lost all will to attack. Yet he knew he would not be able to escape Morticia's wrath if he simply retreated. An idea came to him when he saw Darryl at the cave entrance.

"Honorable Nine Heaven Sage."

Gritting his teeth through the pain, Grunt extended an arm toward Darryl. "My deepest apologies, for I will no longer be able to protect you any longer. I hope you don't fault me, Honorable Master."

Grunt was a cunning man. He knew that revealing Darryl's identity would shift the Fiend Martyr's focus.

The Nine Heaven Sage?

Sure enough, Morticia's gaze zeroed in on Darryl almost instantly.

Grunt scrambled to his feet, taking the opportunity to fly out of the cave at top speed.