CHAPTER XIII

Segasong stepped into the arena and lit up the stands with a brisk pace, making the crowd's shouts even stronger. Many people jumped up excitedly www.biquge.info some young and open women simply ripped off their clothes and shouted a series of unbearable pleas with their breasts exposed. When the other prepared fighters in the field saw the "Demon Breaker", they all subconsciously took half a step back, and no one wanted to start a war with him.

All the pre-entry survivors were in place, the host rang the brass bell to announce the start of the competition, and the fighters did not hesitate to pounce on the previously chosen target to fight, only Segason stood calmly in place, scanning the audience with a sharp gaze. He had never killed a race other than demons in the arena, though he had said that he would kill murderers whose hands were stained with other people's blood. In fact, after he smashed Hakzeid's head, few people dared to approach him. Even if some stupid guys with a fluke mentality tried to sneak up on him, they would be crippled by him at best. According to the rules of the arena, as long as Segasson did not finish off the fools with his own hands, their bones were not Segasson's, and those fools became extinct after Segason killed Butcher.

"Kill! Look at the dwarf with the axe who cut down an orc! Darang commanded Segason with his hands on the railing of the gate and his face against the gate. This is what happens in every competition, but Segazon never pays attention to Darang's advice and only stares at the demons on the field. The audience has also become accustomed to Segazon's silent gaze, knowing that the great slaughter will not be staged at the beginning of the competition, and there is no need to rush their "heroes".

After a long time, Segathon finally set his sights on a naked demon. According to Darang's introduction and Segathon's own observations, there are very few unequipped demons in the arena, and they are all death row prisoners who have been thrown into the arena by their own leaders for serious crimes. And among the demon clan, there is only one crime worthy of death - challenging the patriarch without self-determination. Darang also told Segathon many things about demons after drinking, such as that any member of this martial race could challenge the patriarch at any time, and if he won, he would take the place of the chief, and if he failed, he would be sentenced to death. Out of respect for the strong, some of the mighty losers were not immediately executed, but sacrificed to the Pale Lord Malokia, who was thrown into the arena of Naslon to pay the price for his recklessness. Therefore, the appearance of a naked demon in the arena often means that a new overlord is about to be born. Right now, this fierce new face is rushing left and right on the field, tearing the chest of the weak with thick arms and sharp claws.

Segason narrowed his eyes as he watched the demon's every move, carefully weighing his strength in his heart. The cold, piercing gaze quickly caught the demon's attention, and he flapped his huge wings and walked straight towards Segathon. A human with an axe attempted to sneak up on the demon, but he easily snatched the weapon and cut off the hapless bastard. Segason pressed one end of his double-headed sword against the ground in front of him, then drew a half circle around himself, stepped out of his left leg, leaned forward with his center of gravity, and held the sword with both hands, assuming a strange posture of preparation. When the demon was almost ten yards away from him, he quickly raised his weapon above his head, and suddenly burst into force under his feet, charging at the demon like a sharp arrow from a string.