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"What does this opponent seem to be different from his previous opponents?"

Facing the fire demon Esmond in front of him, Mouth frowned rarely, which was his inherent expression when he encountered a problem, and it also meant that the opponent was indeed quite tricky.

But no matter how tricky it is, there is still a fight, and the longer it drags on, the worse it is for the mouth—because the heat of Esmond is the fire demon, and the floor of the arena begins to slowly melt and turn into a viscous liquid.

This was something that had never been encountered in the Scarlet Gladiatorial Arena, and even the two-headed demon Nicholas stood up from his throne - the Scarlet Gladiatorial Colosseum welcomed a high-level demon like the Fire Demon for the first time, and Nicholas came here to express his gratitude.

And after perceiving the ground aura of the Scarlet Gladiatorial Arena, Nicholas sat down again - under the blood staining of countless demons, the soil he brought back from the Blood Battle Plains had assimilated the entire underground of the Blood Battle Arena, and at this moment, even if it was melted into magma by the flames of the Fire Demon, the aura of the Blood Battle did not disappear, but became more condensed.

"Kill!"

The twin swords left behind by the snake demon ploughed two deep sword marks on the ground - Mouth scurried towards Esmond, the fire demon, and leaped high just before stepping into the lava, the twin swords in his hands slashed through the air with a furious sound, and slashed at the fire demon's head.

"Ding!"

But such a swift move was framed - the decapitation sword in the fire demon's hand came first, and it was crossed in front of the double sword for a moment before the double sword slashed the head, and immediately the three weapons were handed over and a huge tremor broke out.

In the midst of such a tremor, Esmond slowly raised his head towards the mouth - but his eyes were still closed.

"Mamouth, is that all you have power?"

"It's not much longer than it was more than a decade ago. ”

"More than ten years ago?"

The Firedemon's words were naturally listened to by the mouth, and with the help of the shock of the weapon handover, the mouth broke away from the range of the Firedemon's attack and stood far away on the edge of the gladiatorial arena.

Looking around, Mouth's brow furrowed even more as the lava grew from the feet of the Firefiend, Esmond, and had taken up nearly half of the arena.

The only good news was that Esmond seemed to be unable to move while turning the arena into lava, allowing Mouth to attack as much as he wanted.

But instead of attacking again, Mouth pondered Esmond's words—and as he did, a wave of joy welled up in his heart, as if the fire demon in front of him was a fat chunk and he was a hungry wild dog.

Clenching the dual swords in his hands, Mouth raised his head and let out a roar, and then rushed forward again without hesitation!

............

"Great! Great!"

"Yunben just wanted to collect information that he hadn't collected during this time, but he came across such good research materials!"

"Managers, link!"

The joy that emanates from Mouth's heart is what Ron has passed on, as a soul and a double body, Ron can transmit hints and knowledge to Mouth through the demonic body located at the gates of hell, and at the same time, he can also buy the information he wants through Mouth.

Even when necessary, Ron can link the management system with the demonic body, so that the body of the mouth, far away in the bottomless abyss, can exert its strongest power!

"There it is!"

"The Master of the Bloody Gladiatorial Arena, the terrifying form of the terrifying cowardly mouth!"

Montfort's passionate cry reverberated over the arena of bloody battles, and the terrifying forms that had appeared a few times before were also replayed on the big screen, and even many demonic spectators in the audience stood up and shouted out the name of the mouth.

"Horror, mouth, horror, mouth!"

And at the gates of hell in the Outlands, Ron was also excited—in the fire demon Esmond in front of him, he felt familiar fluctuations, just like the waves he had when he broke through the crystal wall and fell to Ascatitra.

However, if you taste it carefully, there is still a difference between the fluctuations that Esmond and Ron once had, Ron's is more distinct and powerful, while the fire demon's is more subtle and similar to the power of the abyss.

Only the terrifying form of the mouth is also the effect of the link of the manager system - after being linked by the manager system, the mouth does not need to rely on its own brain to make judgments, but the muscle-manager-muscle, and at the same time, because the link between the manager and the muscle transcends time and space, it can basically be equal to one, that is, the body of the mouth itself has endless combat experience and skills.

And the manager will not subconsciously limit the output of the flesh to prevent injury, he will only let the flesh burst out with the strongest strength, as for whether it is injured or not, it is not considered - there is only life and death in the bloody gladiatorial arena, and only survival can have hope!

"It's finally here, it's worth waiting so long!"

A smile slipped out of his mouth, and Esmond didn't open his eyes, but he could see more clearly than he could see - the last time he died in such a state, he was still a horned demon at the time, and the strength of the mouth was much weaker than it is now.

"Roaring ——!"

Controlled by the Administrators, the mouth doesn't even make psychic communication, just roars like a beast.

He roared and ran closer, his sword like wings, and he swung his heavy sword again, parried by Esmond, the fire demon - but this time, it was the fire demon's arm that vibrated with the tremor of the three weapons.

Hurriedly took a step back to unload his strength, Esmond immediately looked up to feel the figure of the mouth, who knew that the second whistling followed, and another heavy sword slashed, and the power was three points better than the second time.

Esmond, the fire demon, had no choice but to retreat again......

"As soon as the horror form comes out, who will fight!"

Esmond immediately lost the opportunity to fight back, and had no choice but to parry and retreat. ”

"How long can he parry, how long can he retreat, is there still a chance to fight back?"

"Let's keep watching!"

Montfort's explanations are always so timely, but if he is wrong, then Esmond has no chance to fight back.

Since the second epee slash, Mouth's body has not landed on the ground, and there is no ground to land on - with the fire demon's hind legs step by step, all the places where mouth can land have turned into magma - and at the same time, Mouth does not need to land!

Using the power of the Fire Demon for his own use, each falling attack was a few points heavier than the previous one, and when the sixteenth weapon was handed over, the Fire Demon Esmond's decapitation sword finally couldn't withstand it, and disintegrated into countless shattered blades with flames in a crisp sound!

And Mouth's heavy sword immediately slashed into the body of the Fire Demon, and at the same time, Mouth gave up the weapon, plunged one hand into the heart of the Fire Demon, and put his arms around the neck of the Fire Demon and fiercely put his mouth up, biting it hard!