The underworld queen come back and slays novel Chapter 173

Chapter 173 Humiliation

Even as Jedidiah writhed in pain, on the verge of passing out, Raven’s voice cut through the agony with chilling clarity.

Every word drove into his mind like a blade, and with it came a surge of humiliation so fierce it nearly crushed his sanity.

But the pain was so overwhelming that he couldn’t form a single coherent sentence.

All he could do was glare at her through bloodshot eyes and snarl like a wounded beast, his guttural screams filled with fury and shame.

Around them, the crowd was frozen–shocked, breathless.

“Lieutenant General Valor… is that strong?”

“I didn’t think Vyrdenia even had talents like her. No wonder General Drakon and the

new commander value her so much.”

“She’s so young–and already at this level? Her future’s limitless.”

Meanwhile, the leader of Sunset Empire slowly turned to Benson, his gaze frigid as he demanded, “I just heard she holds the rank of Lieutenant General. Jedidiah is a mere Colonel. Doesn’t she feel the least bit ashamed overpowering someone of a lower rank?

Benson frowned. Jedidiah was arrogant, sure, but the rank difference was real. From a military protocol perspective, Sunset Empire’s leader wasn’t wrong.

But before he could answer, Raven turned to face the foreign general and replied coolly, “By your logic, that makes me his superior officer. If your nation failed to teach him how to behave, I’m happy to step in. Any objections?”

Her words dropped like thunder.

The Sunset Empire’s leader’s aura dropped a few degrees colder. “Our warriors are not yours to discipline.”

A heavy pressure exploded outward, sweeping across the courtyard.

Several people instinctively stumbled back, faces pale.

A hush swept the crowd.

“Elite Warrior level… no, stronger…”

“He’s a King Warrior?”

Gasps followed. Shock rippled through the assembled leaders.

In Vyrdenia, even General Lorne had never publicly admitted reaching King Warrior level. If this foreigner truly held that rank, then Vyrdenia currently had no one who could match him.

“Lieutenant General Valor, just back down,” someone urged in a low voice.

To them, Raven had earned her reputation. Her potential was undeniable–one day, she might even reach King Warrior level herself. But not today. Not against this

opponent.

Raven glanced around at the family heads, all of them filled with well–meaning fear.

She smiled lightly. “Thank you for the advice.”

The tension began to ease in their shoulders. Relief flickered in their eyes.

But they exhaled too soon.

Because in the next breath, Raven turned her head toward the Sunset Empire’s leader, and the moment her gaze met his, there wasn’t a trace of jest in her voice.

“Ten days from now,” she said, clear as crystal, “Vyrdenia’s Hundred–Man Unit will face your elite troupe in a life–or–death match.”

Her words paused–just long enough to let silence swallow the courtyard whole.

“On that day,” she continued, voice sharp enough to pierce bone, “I’ll kill a King Warrior from Sunset Empire… and offer his blood as a sacrifice.”