My Otherworldly Shura Field

Chapter 36 Chris's Wrath

But just as everyone was immersed in joy and couldn't extricate themselves, Chris poured cold water on them, making them feel as if they had gone from hell to heaven, and then fallen from heaven back into hell.

"I never said I'd help you. I just wanted to find a quiet place to rest. I have no interest in this kind of trouble." Chris crossed her arms, looking aloof and indifferent.

"Huh? This, this, what should we do then?"

The crowd panicked again, discussing amongst themselves. Their morale, which had just been raised, plummeted once more. If it weren't for Chris's protection, wouldn't they be doomed?

However, they had no reason to ask Chris for help; they had already done more than enough by rescuing their chieftain and the saintess.

What should they do now?

One by one, the Spirit Cat Clan members turned their gaze to their chieftain and the saintess. They were the ones who brought the people back, and they could only hope that the two of them could persuade Chris to save them from their predicament.

“Young lady, although I know you have no reason to help us, may I shamelessly ask you to save my Spirit Cat Clan? I can grant you any request, provided I can do it.” Seeing his clansmen in a state of panic and anxiety, the old clan chief stood up from his seat and looked at the indifferent Chris with pleading eyes.

"Hmph! What little girl? If you count, I'm older than you. Besides, why should I help you? A weak race like yours can barely protect itself, let alone meet any of my demands? Forget it!" Chris sneered, arrogant and disdainful of everyone.

But thinking about it, who is Chris?

The Queen of the Vampire Clan holds an incomparably high position and is revered by thousands. She is used to being high above others and would never take a small race like the Spirit Cat Clan seriously.

In her eyes, the Spirit Cat Clan was like ants. How could such a race give her what she wanted? They couldn't even fulfill one of her simple requests.

"This is too much!"

"That's right! Does he think he can act recklessly just because he's of a high rank? He's only seventeen or eighteen years old, yet he claims to be older than the old clan leader. That's going too far."

"That's right, it's really too much. It shows no respect for elders at all, and they have no manners whatsoever."

"I really don't know how someone like this got to such a high level."

"Shh, keep your voice down, or she'll hear us. If we anger her, we'll be wiped out tonight, let alone when the Wolf Fang Clan attacks."

The crowd whispered amongst themselves, expressing their dissatisfaction with Chris's arrogant and disdainful attitude.

However, little did they know how sensitive a vampire's hearing was; she could detect every rustle of wind within a hundred meters.

Even if they spoke softly, it didn't escape Chris's ears.

Hearing the comments about her, Chris's face fell immediately. In the past, even the elders of the clan had to bow and scrape before her, not daring to utter a sound, let alone express their dissatisfaction with her.

How dare a mere Spirit Cat Clan member speak to her like that? She was practically courting death. Suddenly, a terrifying killing intent erupted from her body, instantly enveloping everyone present like a swarm of blood.

A terrifying aura pressed down on everyone's hearts like a mountain. Their faces turned pale, their expressions contorted with rage. Their frail bodies trembled like blades of grass in a storm, on the verge of collapse, and cold sweat poured down their backs.

"Cough cough cough." Lucifer's expression changed drastically. He never expected that a few words from the crowd would anger Chris. Chris had a fiery temper, and when she got angry, it was no joke. He knew this all too well. She wouldn't stop until blood was drawn.

They hurriedly stepped forward and forcibly pulled the furious Chris aside. The terrifying aura surrounding everyone disappeared, giving them a feeling of relief.

It was absolutely terrifying, so terrifying that I couldn't breathe.

Even if they had a thousand times the courage, they wouldn't dare to talk about Chris now. This woman was too terrifying. In front of her, they were too insignificant and powerless to resist. Perhaps a single glance from her could kill them on the spot.

Each of them trembled slightly, still shaken, their backs soaked with sweat, their legs still quivering.

Even the highest-ranking elder of the Spirit Cat Clan was not feeling well. His face was pale, his breathing was somewhat disordered, and his heart was pounding violently. This was the first time he had ever felt what terror was; it was a fear that came from the very soul.

"Chris, what are you doing?" Lucifer asked somewhat flusteredly after pulling Chris aside.

"What are you doing? How dare you secretly talk about me, the Emperor? Don't they deserve to die?" Chris shook off Lucifer's hand, puffing out her cheeks in anger. Her full breasts bounced up and down, creating a turbulent scene that made Lucifer stare wide-eyed.

So fierce, truly so fierce, with surging breasts, what a weapon of mass destruction!

It has to be said that Chris is just too perfect, so perfect that she shouldn't exist in this world. Her beauty is refreshing and ethereal, pure and flawless, and you never get tired of looking at her no matter how many times you see her.

Think about all those internet celebrities, stars, school beauties, and goddesses on Earth. Compared to Chris, they're nothing. This is true beauty—pure, natural, and breathtakingly beautiful. Even the goddesses in the heavens can't compare!

Shaking his head, he knew this wasn't the time to admire Chris's beauty. He needed to find a way to appease her. A sudden idea struck him, and he said, "Hehehe, Your Majesty, you're so magnanimous and forgiving. You certainly won't stoop to their level. If you hold a grudge, you're only diminishing your own worth. Besides, aren't you supposed to be resting here? If you kill them, who will serve you?"

"Isn't it you I have here?" Chris said indifferently.

"Uh, that's true, but as a man, it's not always convenient for me, like when you need to change clothes or take a shower. Of course, if you don't mind, I can help you with that too." Lucifer had a lewd expression on his face, clearly not a good person.

"Hmph! I am your creator. You dare to plot against me? Do you want to die?" Chris's gaze was sharp, like a dagger held to Lucifer's neck, making him break out in a cold sweat and his legs go weak.

Undeniably, if Chris wanted to kill Lucifer, he would have absolutely no power to resist and would be at Chris's mercy.

He couldn't help but complain that he was probably the worst vampire ever. He had turned the other person into a familiar, but not only could he not command the familiar, he was also threatened. It was such a failure.

However, when you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. If things go wrong, Chris might actually kill him if she gets angry, which would be a tragedy. He still has to win over all sorts of girls and build a harem!

It would be so heartbreaking to die here, having wasted my time traveling to such a wonderful world.

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