Chapter 262: Provocation
As one of the main attractions and sources of wealth of Bloodflower City, countless people wished that the Demon Colosseum would fall into their hands.
Unfortunately, without enough strength to protect it, taking control of such a place was simply a dream.
Thus, it was only natural that the Owner of the Demon Colosseum was powerful.
Not only was he not a weakling, but he was actually a True Devil, being one of the six Lords in Bloodflower City.
The audience in the stands had never seen him before, and it was also impossible for them to take a closer look at him now.
Yet, the moment their eyes landed on the towering figure floating above the arena, they recognized his identity.
On the other hand, Liora did not face the issues that these people did.
The moment the Owner of the Demon Colosseum emerged, her gaze shifted towards him, and she accurately captured his appearance.
A giant—this was the first term that popped up in Liora’s mind.
Throughout her journey, Liora had met several Devils and other creatures who were tens of meters tall.
Yet compared to this person, they all looked tiny.
This was not because of his height, but because of a deeper, more inexplicable reason.
Covered in powerful muscles, the Owner of the Demon Colosseum looked less like a person and more like a test subject that had escaped from a research facility.
Unknowingly, the figure of a certain green man couldn’t help but appear in Liora’s mind as she compared them.
The True Devil opposite her did not know her inner thoughts; otherwise, a fight would have immediately broken out.
The moment the Owner of the Demon Colosseum appeared, he cast a glance at the semi-destroyed colosseum below before shifting his gaze towards Liora.
’A True Devil!’, he realized, and coupled with the rumors that had been floating earlier, he understood that his opponent was the True Devil who had come to the city a few days ago.
The Owner of the Demon Colosseum frowned.
He didn’t rush to speak to her, instead pulling the injured announcer closer.
Then, without caring about his severe injuries that were about to flare up, he asked in a hoarse but cold voice:
"Speak! What happened here?
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