The Rock Worms and Sea Eagles didn't come in handy. Xu Jun's speed was at its peak.

He was now in excellent fighting condition. Whenever he thought about how the Serpentis had turned the Orcs into Daemons and stripped them of their dignity and identity as Orcs, he felt that he could use even more power to beat the Serpentis in front of him and the Serpentis priest in the stands into minced meat.

Back when he went to battle the Demon King, he wasn't as angry as he was now. He only did it out of a desire to challenge himself. After all, it was in a game.

But even in the game, he didn't want to tolerate trash like the Serpentis and the Moonlight Elf Prince Linka.

Cesar in front of him was also moving, but very slowly.

In the sky, the rolling darkness was extinguishing the last trace of light.

Life and blood bloomed in Xu Jun's palm.

Xu Jun wiped his pants with his hand and put Cesar's body aside. Like the silver snake, the head of the corpse was separated from the body, but the neck was crushed.

The eyes of the First Serpentis warrior were half-closed. When Xu Jun's hand grasped his neck, he showed a posture of raising his neck to be killed. It wasn't clear whether it was the natural compromise of the weak in front of the strong, or he himself felt guilty about what his race had done.

Xu Jun didn't know. Cesar just looked at him silently, and his snake-like eyes slowly lost their luster.

Then he died.

Xu Jun quickly finished off two more Rock Worms. Although they were called Rock Worms, they actually looked more like big earthworms wearing armor. Their fleshy red bodies were covered with black and red stripes. Some of their skin had cracked, and transparent blood flowed out.

Generally speaking, not to mention Orcs, even Daemons wouldn't make themselves look like this before the official start of a battle.

They lacked rationality and were easy to get carried away, but at the same time, they were also wild and cunning. They would instinctively avoid unnecessary harm.

The reason these two Rock Worms became like this was either because they had just become Daemons and were not used to living underground, or because they couldn't control themselves and could only move according to their "master's" orders. They couldn't avoid the rocks underground.

Even if they could survive this battle, they could only live as Serpentis' war slaves. Death was only a matter of time.

Did they do it willingly, or were they forced to do it?

However, the influence of the three clans was not small, and the shamans of each clan had their own clans in Randal City. Logically speaking, it was impossible for the warriors of the three clans to be 'tamed' into magical beasts by the sea serpents.

Now that this matter had happened, and the news had been concealed until today's fighting convention, it was impossible for the shamans of the three tribes to not know about it.

Therefore, it didn't matter whether the warriors from the three clans knew their own fates or not. They were the best abandoned pawns chosen by their clans.

But if you put it that way, Cesar himself was a bit like an abandoned child.

Although the Serpentis had the advantage of attacking first, the other races also had their own experts. Once they reacted, they would gather together and burst out with enough strength to take down the enemy. Even if the Serpentis didn't know Xu Jun's strength and treated him as a bystander, they should have known that Xiong Na and Kaspinder were tough, right?

Wasn't Cesar their number one warrior?

Was it really a good idea to throw their number one warrior into such a dangerous place?

Or were the Serpentis really that tough? Did they wholeheartedly believe that wealth comes from danger?

This thought only appeared in his mind for a moment, but the cheers behind him interrupted his thoughts.

The Orcs had a unique way of celebrating "victory", especially Xu Jun's victory. It wasn't a normal victory.

The enemy he faced was a madman who insulted the dignity of the Orcs. He also freed the souls of the Rock Bugs, Silver Snakes, and Sea Eagles.

Even if Xiong Na and the warriors of the other races were strong, they might not be able to defeat Cesar, but they could rely on their numbers to kill the enemy. At worst, they would just sacrifice a few lives.

But when facing the warriors of the three races who had turned into Daemons, they always felt sorry for them and couldn't bear to kill them.

Even when facing Daemons or Orcs, they didn't hesitate to fight.

Whether it was Xiong Na of the Polar Bear Tribe, Mor of the Sand Scorpion Tribe, or the other Orc warriors and warlocks, their young hearts were filled with an indelible sense of bitterness.

It turned out that being stripped of their identity and dignity as Orcs was such an important thing to them.

Involuntarily, they howled at Xu Jun in victory. It sounded like a song.

In the past, when the warriors of the tribe went out to hunt or fight, everyone would sing this song to welcome them back. Almost every orc living in the tribe knew how to sing this song. The tune was simple, but even those who were tone-deaf could sing it with a sense of heroism.

But now, there was a hint of sadness in the heroism.

Xu Jun stood in the middle of the corpses and pointed his sword at the First Serpentis Priest in the stands.

From the arena to the outside, there was silence for about three seconds. Then, there was an explosion of louder cheers.

The two commentators finally found a topic that they could commentate on. Since they had just experienced a chaotic battle and scolding, their mood was not the same as when they commentated on the previous matches. They seemed to have regained the enthusiasm they had when they watched the first gladiator fight in their teens. They shouted in a hoarse voice, "Xu Jun won!

Xu Jun is the champion!

The champion of this gladiator fight is the human warrior Xu Jun — "

As soon as the words "warrior Xu Jun" were finished, the two commentators' waving arms stiffened and stopped.

A figure jumped down from the stands and landed in front of Xu Jun. Could it be the First Serpentis Priest?!

But the enchantment barrier had not disappeared yet. Could he break through the enchantment created by the four magicians?!

When he looked up, he saw that the First Serpentis Priest was still sitting in his seat. The old man stood up when Xu Jun pointed at him. But before he could do anything, His Majesty Roshyank The Devil jumped into the arena.

The First Serpentis Priest sneered, "Good, this is good."

His black cloak was like the wing membrane of a black dragon. It became the thickest color in the dim sky. The enchantment barrier formed by the four magicians was torn apart and then closed again. It was as if no one had passed through it. When he landed in front of Xu Jun, the whole world seemed to be quiet. Everyone who still had ears heard him ask Xu Jun, "I heard that you are the champion?"

Xu Jun twisted his neck and snorted, "Yes."

"I heard that you are the world's number one?"

"Yes, I am super powerful (⊙ v ⊙)"

It's over. Xu Jun is finished.

At this moment, everyone was thinking this, especially the Pope and a few others who knew that Xu Jun had really defeated the Demon King, but probably used a lot of dirty tricks. Right now, they couldn't wait to jump off the stage and shake Xu Jun's shoulders a thousand times: Child, we know you're young, you're very confident, you're reckless!

But can you look at who you are facing?!

Do you really think you can beat the Demon King in a head-on fight?!

Your head is so hard, you can't survive in this world!!!

Everyone thought so, but no one dared to act rashly. Only the Essenmeer himself was full of despair. He, who had always been mediocre and stupid, felt like he was the only one sober in a drunken crowd. _ (: 3/∠) _

Oh, but he couldn't be classified as a human now. He felt like a dog, the kind that had watched too much PDA. _ (: 3/∠) _

What was strange was that even though the Demon King once again showed his narrow-minded side and argued with Hero because of a single sentence, no one was particularly afraid of him.

The sky was clearly covered in dark clouds, and it was so dark that one couldn't even see their own fingers. This was a characteristic of the gathering of dark elements, but the strange thing was that no one suspected the Demon King. No one knew when the Serpentis had replaced the demons as the real villains, and it was the kind that couldn't be washed clean. Compared to them, the many years of war between the demons and humans could be explained by legitimate border disputes.

Seeing that the hour was almost up, King Kaelis and the Pope split up. The Emperor rushed down, wanting to separate Xu Jun and Roschinke after the barrier was removed. He really didn't know what these two were thinking, to actually fight each other in the arena like a cockfight. Then, Demon King, how could you be as ignorant as Xu Jun if he didn't know any better?

How big of a grudge was it that couldn't be settled privately?

Although the Emperor had a majestic and strong body, and was once a mid-level warrior, his years as an Emperor had long since worn away his willpower and fighting ability. If he really wanted to fight now, he would probably only be able to defeat that old fatty Essenmeer.

Why couldn't the Demon King finish what he wanted to do?

Since he had removed the barrier, why didn't he completely destroy it? Why was he so stubborn when he could enter but couldn't?

King Kaelis slandered in his heart, but he still maintained his dignity. He stood there quietly, quietly watching Roschinke and Hero fight each other.

Xu Jun blinked. 'Why did you come down?'

Roschinke's gaze seemed to have a deeper meaning. 'Are you going to continue provoking that old snake if I don't come down?'

This Xu Jun was getting bolder and bolder. Back when he challenged Roschinke, he had at least prepared for a few years. Now that he wanted to deal with that old Serpentis, what did he prepare?

He probably didn't even know what his opponent's true abilities were.

It was strange. Old Snake didn't look like he had lived for long, nor did he look like he was very talented or suitable for cultivation. However, his strength was a little unfathomable.

It was as if someone was secretly protecting him. There had to be a conspiracy. How could Roschinke let Xu Jun provoke such an opponent for no reason?

The group of beastmen behind them couldn't understand the exchange of glances between the two. They whispered to each other about whether they should go over and help. Kaspinder turned around and stared at them sternly. "Don't go over. Don't cause trouble for Xu Jun."

The group of beastmen also felt the solemn and solemn atmosphere. They nodded solemnly. At this moment, Xu Jun's back would forever be etched in their hearts like a hero.

Kaspinder's expression didn't change, but he was puzzled. 'What are these people thinking?

Why does it seem like Xu Jun is about to die?

He's just chatting with his old lover, okay? → _ →

Pope Decca, on the other hand, wanted to forcefully take away the first priestess of the Serpentis.

Everyone was paying attention to Xu Jun and the Demon King on the field, as well as the Sea Serpent Priest outside the field.

The former was in a stalemate for a long time as the atmosphere turned solemn. The latter stretched lazily, as though saying, 'What are you looking at? It's useless.'

One minute, two minutes passed, and nothing happened. Instead, it gave people a sense of absurdity that "this might be the end of it". At this moment, the sound of a blade piercing into a hard object suddenly came from the side. It was a rough and hoarse sound.

The Ice Lord turned around.

He looked at a black blade protruding from his chest. He wanted to reach out to grab it, but his hand drooped down. The blade was actually liquid. It was a pure black liquid that was wrapped by some force to form its shape. It was terrifyingly sharp.

The owner of the blade stood behind him. It seemed like he had arrived behind the Ice Lord Vize after the Demon King jumped down.

Then, he drew a black blade and stabbed it into Vize's back.

The Demon Lord could not die.

Humans could not kill the four Demon Lords born from heaven and earth.

The Lord Of The Deep Seur, perhaps he could also be called the God of Darkness now. His eyes were completely black, without a trace of light.

"Vize, thank you very much for helping me clean up the Dark Abyss."

He said this.

The author has something to say: Yesterday's chapter mentioned the Cockatrice hatched by Toad. Some friends said that it reminded them of Harry Potter's basilisk. So here's the explanation: Cockatrice and basilisk are different ~

In the book "Naturalist's Illustrated Handbook of Mysterious Animals", it was recorded that "Among all snakes, the Cockatrice is the most poisonous."

The Cockatrice is also known as the "Snake King". Its characteristic is the small pattern on its head that looks like a rooster's comb.

The Cockatrice's venom can extend along objects and kill people. It can also poison animals that try to eat it.

Some people once thought that there were many Cockatrice in Africa.

At first, some people set the Cockatrice to be about 12 fingers long (about 20 centimeters). Others were about six feet long (about 18 meters), and "all parts were not flexible."

In the Middle Ages, people added different numbers of feet to the Cockatrice. Some of the feet looked like lizards or roosters. The Cockatrice also had a rooster's head and wings like birds or bats.

In 1587, the Cockatrice living in a cave near Warsaw was "only the size of a hen." It had a comb on its head, eyes like a toad's, and walked on four feet. Its front feet were like rooster claws, and its hind feet were serrated and webbed, like a frog's feet.

The origin of the Cockatrice: Some people think that the Cockatrice was an egg laid by a seven-year-old rooster, and Toad hatched it.

Others think that the egg was laid by a hen that was inseminated by a snake.

(Yesterday, I simply combined the two sayings and said that the egg was laid by a snake and a rooster. I didn't want to deliberately spread the gay atmosphere. _ (: 3. ∠) _)

The danger of the Cockatrice: The Cockatrice was believed to be the culprit of the plague in the 9th century.

In 1202, a Cockatrice hidden in a well caused a plague in Werner.

In 1474, in Basel, Switzerland, someone saw a rooster lay an egg. Before the egg hatched, people killed the rooster and threw the egg into the fire.

Cockatrice often appeared in games, such as the petrified Cockatrice in "The Witcher 3."

(I can only say that the ancient people were really imaginative. _ (: 3. ∠) _)

I didn't expect you to be such a brave person!

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