Chapter 3538 The Final Match

"Now, let's welcome the next showdown in the Death Arena: the infamous Bloodhand Butcher and the unexpected dark horse, Matteo Larden!"

The new female announcer stood in the center of the massive arena, her voice echoing through the vast space with infectious energy.

"Bloodhand Butcher!"

"Rip Matteo Larden apart, Bloodhand Butcher!"

"Matteo Larden! You can win this!"

Cheers erupted across the fifth floor, though the majority of the crowd shouted Bloodhand Butcher's name.

Despite Matthew's overwhelming victories in his last two matches, most still believed that facing Bloodhand Butcher would result in a brutal death.

Under countless watchful eyes, Matthew stepped onto the arena stage while across from him, a man wearing a steel mask covering half his face appeared.

The moment Bloodhand Butcher laid eyes on Matthew, his lips twisted into a sinister grin-like a predator gazing at helpless prey. His expression betrayed no respect, only the cruel anticipation of tearing apart flesh and bone.

Matthew remained silent. Unlike the previous matches, he no longer intended to exchange blows or prolong the fight. His goal was clear: defeat Bloodhand Butcher as swiftly as possible.

of the Viper Crew under Shaun's command. And to accomplish that, he needed a display of power so overwhelming that no one would dare stand

Butcher's gaze with even eyes. His voice carried cold finality as he spoke. "Step down now, and

sent a ripple of shock through the

actually taunting

hell did he get

about to get

a dark glare. By now, the poison should have taken effect. Yet Matteo stood there, perfectly fine -composed, steady,

could only mean one thing: he

on the arena floor, Bloodhand Butcher's grin twisted into a snarl, his anger flaring as

tear your heart, liver, and guts apart-piece

the words left his mouth, a murderous aura radiated from his body-dense, suffocating,

of his presence. But instead of fear, Matthew's eyes glinted with amusement. This was his first time seeing someone intimidate him with outpouring

the Montiria War, the mere release of Matthew's aura could chill the air and summon visions of blood-soaked battlefields

Ghost Mask. With

even

heartbeat later, Matthew unleashed his murderous aura, and

eyes widened, his pupils constricting as the world around

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