The Female CEO's Personal Bodyguard

Chapter 3392 Lamb to the Slaughter
The man let out a miserable scream and suddenly broke free from the illusion.

Looking at the huge wound on his chest that had almost cut him in two diagonally, and at his half-arm, the man's eyes turned bloodshot, and he let out a shrill scream.

"You lowly commoner! How dare you hurt me! How dare you hurt me!"

Lin Chen coldly asked, "Even if you are the Celestial Race, does that mean you can kill others and others can't fight back? You came here and immediately tried to attack and kill me!"

The young man steadied himself beside the woman, then turned and pleaded, "Junior sister, please help me!"

The young woman frowned, her face showing reluctance, and said, "If I hadn't pulled you back just now, you would have been shot in the head. Remember, you owe me a life!"

The young man's face was grim. He gritted his teeth and said, "Fine, I will not refuse my junior sister's orders."

Seeing that the man agreed, the young woman reached out and placed her hand on his wound. Suddenly, the patterns on the back of her hand emitted a green light, forming a vibrant, illusory image of a large tree in the air.

Countless green lights flew from the woman's palm and landed on the man's wound, which began to heal visibly.

Lin Chen was secretly alarmed. His sword strike was quite powerful, containing a strong spiritual energy impact. As it cut through the opponent's body, the spiritual energy would rush into the opponent's body and damage it.

These spiritual energies are like sharp knives, not only tearing apart the opponent's internal organs but also preventing wounds from healing.

However, the wound began to heal rapidly as soon as the young woman reached out her hand, demonstrating that in addition to her great strength, the green light also possessed remarkable healing abilities.

Lin Chen's gaze fell on the vibrant tree, and he was secretly amazed.

Is this healing ability derived from the woman's own supernatural abilities, or from the tree itself?
Tree demon?

Seeing that the other party recovered very quickly, Lin Chen did not hold back. The Eight-Armed Arhat brandished his magic weapon and smashed it towards the two of them.

At the same time, Lin Chen squeezed in mid-air, and the severed arm that had been cut off by Lin Chen's sword and was floating in the starry sky exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

A dragon-turtle shield floated above the woman's head, and the dragon-turtle roared. She was stronger than the man, but Lin Chen was unable to break through her defenses for a while. He could only watch helplessly as the terrifying wound on the man's body healed rapidly.

The woman saw Lin Chen crush the severed arm, and a mocking smile appeared on her face, but she did not stop him.

Lin Chen saw the woman's smile and a bad feeling rose in his heart.

The other party doesn't seem to need the severed arm, so was I just being redundant?
Sure enough, after healing the man's wounds, the woman placed her hand on his severed arm, and the green light continued to fall.

As the green light surged wildly into the severed arm, the flesh and blood at that spot grew rapidly, and the bones extended little by little. Then, under Lin Chen's gaze, a brand new arm grew out completely.

The man clenched his fist, stretched his newly grown arm, and then looked up, his face filled with intense murderous intent.

"You lowly mortal, how dare you harm me! I will grind you to dust!"

The woman frowned slightly: "You can vent your anger by grabbing him, but he's mine, and I have the right to decide what to do with him!" The man turned his head and glanced at him, then nodded unwillingly: "Fine, but I can only vent my anger, right? Anyway, no matter how badly he's injured, you can save him. I want to skin him alive!"

Lin Chen frowned slightly as he watched the two preparing to join forces again.

"Is it a matter of life and death? Can we talk about it?"

The man gritted his teeth: "Once I catch you, we'll have plenty of time to talk!"

The young woman's expression turned serious, and she said coldly, "You are very strong, but with the two of us working together, you are no match for us. Don't make a futile struggle. Once you enter here, the outcome is already decided. It's just a matter of sooner or later. If you surrender, I can make you suffer less. When we get to the Celestial Clan, I can find you a good buyer."

"Buyer?"

Lin Chen retorted, "You've captured us to sell us like slaves? Besides the Celestial Race, are there other races in the Celestial Realm?"

The young woman replied, "The Celestial Race are the rulers of the universe, reigning over all races. Naturally, there are many things that our people cannot do, so we need slaves."

"You should know that even slaves are not something anyone is qualified to be. For example, in your star field, there may be many people with low strength, but in our eyes, they are like ants, worthless."

"You are the strongest in your race, and only beings of your level are qualified to become slaves of our Celestial Race. You should know that this is not a disgrace for you, but an honor. Not just anyone is qualified to be a slave of the Celestial Race."

Lin Chen pressed further, "Then what is this star field before us? Is it a trap to lure us in?"

The young woman sneered, "I told you, don't think too highly of yourselves. This was originally a trial ground for our Celestial Clan. Letting you in is just to give us more opponents to test our skills, increase the difficulty, and finally capture some slaves."

"Someone in your star field has obtained the opportunity to attain the Great Dao and become a saint, right? That's the real bait. Because as long as the bait really exists, even if you know you're going to face the Celestial Race, you'll still flock in and take a gamble. After all, you have no other choice."

"The Great Dao is in the hands of the Celestial Race. If you want to become saints, you can only rely on the Celestial Race's charity. Of course, even if you are lucky enough to succeed and become saints, it doesn't matter. Whether or not we reap the rewards depends on the Celestial Race's mood."

Lin Chen felt a chill in his heart; this place of opportunity was indeed a trap.

The most tragic thing is that they are still unable to resist this fatal temptation, and as he said, even if they become saints, they can reap the rewards whenever they want.

The ruler of the universe!
As expected of the title "Dominator," all races except the Celestial Race are nothing but lambs to the slaughter in front of the Celestial Race. How and when they want to kill them is entirely up to their whims.

Lin Chen asked, "If you're going to hunt us, why did you leave us a way out so we can go back?"

The young woman sneered, "Five years is the limit of our trial time. Seizing the opportunities of the Great Dao and hunting you down is the content of our trial."

"If you're lucky enough to escape our hunt in these five years, then go back and tell your people everything that's happened here. Then next time, you might come in even more numbers."

Even knowing that becoming a saint doesn't guarantee one's survival, who can resist such temptation?

(End of this chapter)