The spectators were shocked by Truce’s death. What was expected to be a routine match ended in a shocking turn of events. It was genuinely bewildering.

“Hmm?” Oron frowned as he looked at the lifeless body under the battle ring.

He hadn’t expected the heavily injured Jeremiah could still deliver such a lethal blow. The single strike that killed Truce caught Oron off guard.

Although battles could be unpredictable and fate often decided the outcome, losing a skilled expert like Truce was a significant loss for Dragonmarsh.

“That priest has some talent. Despite being in the fight for so long, he’s still holding back his full power. Impressive. “Sitting in the front row with a clear view of the battle ring, Alloy narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.

He had watched the entire fight unfold and noticed Jeremiah had relied solely on his physical strength. Alloy could tell Jeremiah had more skills in reserve.

“Hmph! Just a half-human, half- demon freak. Not exactly a game- changer.” Cyrus sneered with a contemptuous glare.

The Streuquans were always obsessed with bizarre advancements like genetic enhancement, human modifications, and so on.

While these might offer a temporary power boost, they were shortcuts and ultimately ineffective against true strength.

“If I’m not mistaken, the three foreign contestants are from the Hall of Gods, right?” Kaden asked nonchalantly.

“Seems like they’re using this Combat Tournament as an opportunity to assert their dominance at Sacred Wyrm Summit.” His tone was even, but his eyes flashed with

and conserved his

exceptionally gifted, with extraordinary talent and perceptiveness. He was poised to break through

of Gods dares to send their dogs on us, then let’s make sure they don’t leave today,” Penelope said

knew that any internal conflicts would

brief silence, Oron announced, ” The first match is over. The winner is

heard, while the majority of the spectators remained silent. The mood might have been different if it had been a

lost-he had lost his life.

the first match ended, Oron immediately carried Truce’s body away and summoned a team

battle ring made of Abyssal stone was durable and easy to repair. The damage could be fixed in under five minutes by pouring molten Abyssal stone into the cracks and pits. Once the liquid had cooled, the ring would

second match. Contestants 2 and 31, please come to the ring.” After a short break, Oron’s voice

walked toward the battle ring, one on the left and one

look. She carried a long spear and radiated the distinct presence of a female general. She was Veronica

and an enchanting beauty. Her radiant smile and graceful movements exuded a

impassioned men struggled to maintain their composure. They were left breathless, and their eyes widened with fascination. To them, she was

Veronica Campbell, a senior disciple

With that look, she is sure to steal

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