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Chapter 610

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The border of the White Bone Plains was the border between the Abyss and the Undead World. Here, there was an extraordinary force.

The reason why this force was not called a fortress was because the master of this force was not a Legendary Demon Lord.

But even so, for a kobold to be able to establish a force in such a dangerous place like the Abyss was already an incredible existence.

Compared to demons, kobolds were considered rare intelligent creatures in the Abyss. Therefore, this gave some kobold strategists a way to advance.

This kobold's path of advancement was rather legendary. He was originally a slave of a Legendary Berserk Demon, but because of his amazing talent in spellcasting, he was promoted to an official warrior. In the following ten years, the kobold repeatedly performed meritorious deeds and finally became the Berserk Demon's right-hand man.

However, perhaps it was the environment that affected everything. In this land where morality and emotions did not exist, any creature was a group of traitors who could betray at any time.

Demons and devils were mostly in the midst of killing each other. When a bloody battle was about to end, the kobold used some methods to kill his former master and became the new master of this area.

The kobold's strength was not the strongest in this area, but his brain was a good thing. Relying on his intelligence, he quickly subdued some of the strong people around him. And some rumors said that there was a devil behind him. After all, the Berserk Demon's death was unclear. According to the explanation of the conspiracy theory, the kobold was undoubtedly a traitor who surrendered to the devil.

But one thing was undeniable, the kobold had the intelligence of a demon. He did not use force like the Berserk Demon before to occupy this place. Instead, he built this place into a large-scale trading center, similar to the auctions held by Erwin. It specialized in attracting the surrounding demons and dark life to trade.

Demons also had their own currency, and in every transaction, the kobold would take a portion of the wealth as a reward. It could be said that after a period of operation, he had become one of the few rich people in the area!

The rules of this world were simple!

Strength was everything!

Dog-Headed Humans were well aware of their weakness. Because of this, they would use half of their profits to curry favor with the powerful beings around them. As for the demons, they still had to rely on the dog-headed Humans' influence to carry out transactions. Therefore, there were some unclear and unexplainable transactions between them.

Occasionally, there would be deathmatch competitions held in this trading house.

This was similar to some fighting competitions, but in terms of bloodiness, it was countless times more intense. In the famous fighting competitions in his previous life, there were more or less performances mixed in. Those competitors would create a sense of tension and urgency to control the emotions of the audience.

But in the Abyss, faking?

This was simply impossible!

There was only one requirement for this kind of death arena, and that was that only one life could walk down from the arena. When participating in the battle, there were no rules at all.

The ultimate goal of this kind of competition was to produce a winner. As for what moves were used, what weaknesses were attacked, or what despicable methods were used during the battle, these were all unimportant. What was important was who would win the battle!

This was in line with the demons' values!

As a group of extremely pragmatic lifeforms, all they cared about was the results!

The venue, which covered an area of more than ten thousand square meters, was filled with earth-shattering shouts.

Along with the loud rumbling, the death arena of the demon city entered a white-hot stage.

The first battle was between a Gold-ranked gnoll and a four-armed snake demon. Even though the gnoll had the upper hand and suppressed the four-armed snake demon to the extreme, the four-armed snake demon still relied on its terrifying speed to chop off one of the gnoll's hands at the crucial moment. The gnoll's fate after losing its hand was self-evident.

In the end, under the merciless strangulation of the four-armed snake demon, the gnoll with incomparable strength was chopped into meat paste just like that. Not a single piece of flesh was left behind. All of this undoubtedly ignited the violent hearts of the demons. Terrifying shouts and screams, like a storm of more than ten, seemed like the main venue would be completely destroyed soon!

A violent aura spread out.

There were more than ten thousand demons in the field of vision. This grand event had attracted a lot of middle-tier demons from the surrounding areas. Their strength was hovering between Silver-tier and Silver-tier pinnacle. Their chaotic nature made the demons love killing and blood. The aura of slaughter in front of them was undoubtedly their greatest pleasure!

A short figure stood in the middle of the venue.

It was the founder of this city, Vlad the Kobold.

If it was just a normal competition, this famous figure would not have come out to host it. However, this was a competition that was held once every two years. There were a total of sixteen contestants participating in the finals, and all of them were Gold-ranked. According to some special promotion rules, there would only be one winner.

What did this mean?

There would be fifteen Gold-ranked powerhouses who would die in this battle!

Risking one's life was all about profit. For the victors, apart from wealth, they would also obtain a huge number of souls and mysterious potions. It could be said that with such wealth, even a pig could become a Legendary Champion!

Because of this, every time the death arena that was held once every four years began, it would stir the hearts of countless demons and cause them to join in the fun!

"Welcome to the death arena!"

Vlad the Kobold stood in the center of the arena, his small eyes flashing with a cunning light as he looked at everyone and said excitedly, "This is a competition that is held once every four years!

"In the past week, eight contestants have died, but they are not worthy of a moment of silence. Compared to those corpses and rotten flesh, we should cheer the victorious warriors with the loudest voices!

"Ladies and gentlemen!

"The competition has entered the top eight, and the rules have been adjusted. In order to increase the difficulty of the challenge, the eight victors will fight together, but there will only be one winner in the end!

"This is a chaotic battle of death, so please cheer for these brave warriors with a loud round of applause!"

Vlad the Kobold looked at the contestants with a deep gaze, and a red light flashed in his eyes. He said in a deep voice, "Now, the battle begins!"

A wave of cheers sounded!

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