Chapter 71 – 66 Chaos
“Wait, we haven’t placed our bets yet,” the annoying voice of the male Succubus rang out again. “I even collected a special soul in advance for this.”
“The winner has the right to bid first, just like before, right?” asked the Arachne Elf nad Kavalan.
“How boring that would be.” Molo looked at the Arachne Elf askance. “Why don’t we make it interesting? The loser also gives up their corresponding share, how about that?”
“Hmm, that’s a big gamble. I’m afraid soone can’t afford to play!” Kavalan implied, glancing at the Minotaur on the other side.
“Why is the spider looking at Pami? Does the spider think Pami can’t afford to play?” the Minotaur bellowed. “As long as you dare, Pami will keep you company to the end!”
“Then it’s settled.” Molo turned to the dark-skinned offspring of Grazzt. “Great Prince Kailon, won’t you join us for so fun?”
“Firstly, I’m just an unremarkable one among my father’s many offspring, lucky enough to be rembered by him, and don’t deserve to be called great,” Kailon glanced at the male Succubus, then turned his head towards the Lord of Twin Bridges Town. “Lady Tigana, our past cooperation has been very smooth, and I co with the sa sincerity this ti.
You must also be aware of what it would an for your Twin Bridges Town if the Volcano Fortress were to fall.”
“You will definitely be satisfied with today’s harvest.” Tigana nodded, then raised her hands and clapped them together.
This was a prearranged signal. The Dwarven Artisans by Lancelot’s side began to pull out various weapons from their backpacks and threw them into the arena.
A rain of tal gleaming with cold light descended, and the ground of the arena was instantly filled with a dense forest of weapons, as a chilling atmosphere imdiately arose.
The sharp-eyed Lancelot spotted the distinct cold reflection unique to Cold Iron Weapons.
This was a tradition of the Twin Bridges Town gladiatorial tournant. The gladiators would use these weapons to kill each other, making the fighting more bloody and exciting, while it also served as a clever marketing ploy to help indecisive potential buyers make up their minds.
“Roar! Tijana! Tijana! Tijana!”
Urgent cheers erupted around the arena as the audience chanted the na of Tijana. For visitors unfamiliar with the situation, they would be shocked to discover that the soldiers and residents of Twin Bridges Town had an extraordinary fervor for their Lady.
A flurry of intense Spiritual Light flashed by, and Tigana activated a large-scale transportation using the Defensive Formation of Twin Bridges Town, suddenly causing the Pri Demons and Coward Devils captured by various factions to appear in the arena.
Also, dozens of Low Rank Demons jumped in from the spectator stands, volunteer enthusiasts for this deadly ga.
Most contestants were at a loss due to the sudden change in the environnt, and the thousands of mouths roaring at them left them standing frozen in place.
But a few quick-witted ones imdiately sprang into action. The first to make a move was a Pri Demon, one of the lowest level of Demons, with a bloated and corrupted body only three feet tall but with sharp claws at the tips of its hands.
It suddenly leaped onto the back of a Coward Devil, plunging its claws deeply into the back of the Devil’s head. The Coward Devil didn’t even have ti to cry out before it collapsed.
Carnage ignited the entire arena in an instant, and the demons who had reacted to the chaos clawed at one another, engaging in a vicious lee.
It was a complete free-for-all, with the Pri Demons being souls that had recently descended into the Abyss, still retaining relatively clear mories from their mortal lives. Therefore, they fought with more resolve, decisiveness, and ferocity than the Coward Devils. However, the Coward Devils were physically stronger and had sharper teeth.
Relying on their physical advantage, many of them gained the upper hand during the struggle.
Initially, nobody thought to use weapons. They relied on their claws and teeth, fighting each other in a prival and savage farce. Eventually, soone being choked and pinned down by a Coward Devil groped about and touched sothing hard, activating a fragnt of their mory.
The Pri Demon suddenly gripped the hilt of the dagger and plunged it into the throat of the Coward Devil pinning him down. With a twist of his wrist, he hooked out the Coward Devil’s windpipe, spraying blood all over his face.
Along with the blood that splattered across his face ca a strange energy. It was as if the Pri Demon had understood sothing, and he shoved the body off himself, brandishing his weapon towards the next enemy.
More and more gladiators picked up the weapons scattered on the ground, be they Pri Demons or Coward Devils, most retained so human mories. In these life-or-death monts, mories of how to use various tools of murder awakened in these fallen souls.
Weapons were far more efficient at inflicting damage than fangs and claws, turning the battle into an even bloodier spectacle. Limbs and blood occasionally flew by, prompting screams from the audience.
But Lancelot noticed that, seemingly subconsciously, not a single demon picked up a Cold Iron Weapon.
The first Pri Demon to fight was now struggling with a hand axe, yet he displayed skilled combat tactics. As a Coward Devil ard with a longsword lunged at him, the Pri Demon awkwardly shifted his bulky body to dodge while slyly leaving a foot behind to trip the oncoming Coward Devil. He then pounced on the fallen foe, severing the Coward Devil’s head with his axe.
“Good!!”
On the high platform, the male Succubus Lord of Oasis Fort shouted his approval. The Pri Demon, emanating the Magic Aura of Oasis Fort, was one of Molo’s sent-out fighters.
“This one, Litt, was a serial killer in his previous life. Look at his cunning tactics!” Molo announced proudly, like a rich second generation showing off a new toy. “Such a cruel fellow he was. Never left a single survivor during his robberies, not even the mute babies. I didn’t even have to guide him at all; I just lent him a bit of power!”
Just then, the Pri Demon who had just perford the decapitation suddenly stood still as if paralyzed by sothing.
Molo was initially taken aback, then his face lit up with joy,
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“So soon?”
Before their eyes, the Pri Demon’s body seed to boil over as energy burst from sowhere within, tearing through flesh. Pain flickered in its eyes, and the next second, even its eyeballs burst.
A bewildered Pri Demon attempted to take advantage of the chaos, but as soon as it got too close, its flesh appeared to dematerialize and was sucked towards that writhing mass of flesh, rging into one with it. This spectacle caused the other demons to keep their distance from the strange clump.
For demons, there is no such thing as dying from a surge of power. This indicated that the Pri Demon had accumulated enough energy but lacked the technique to suppress it, hence it evolved right there on the battlefield.
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