The Supreme God

The huge Wrestling Ring was crowded with tens of millions of creatures from the beast race and other races.

A lively atmosphere filled the place as the crowds roared and applauded in anticipation.

"The competition has begun!" a loud voice suddenly announced.

The audience got more excited and all fixed their eyes on the stage.

At the center of the Wrestling Ring, two creatures coming from opposite sides walked up to the stage.

One was a human-shaped shadow in black. His figure twisted softly like a cloud, making it hard for people to see his face.

He held a short saber in his hand that glittered as the light shone.

The other one appeared to be a strong man with the huge axe in his hand.

On a corner of the Wrestling Ring, an old creature of the beast race and his men stood behind a counter.

"Step right up and place your bets!" they called out loudly.

Countless members of the beast race swarmed towards the counter holding valuable things and treasures and began to place their bets.

Meanwhile, the competition on the stage finally started.

After growling an ear-splitting battle cry, the two creatures on the stage charged at each other.

They fought with all their might and both used fatal moves to take down the opponent.

The two of them were slaves.

And they only had one thing on their minds: emerge from the game as the victor.

Only by winning the competition could they help their masters earn money and be of use to them.

If they lost, they would be brutally killed by their angry masters even if they had just survived their enemy's attacks.

For these slaves, once they had stepped onto the stage, the only way to survive was to be the winner.

"Come on!

Bring him down."

"Stab his throat! Yes, that's it!"

"Go! Take him out now. What are you waiting for? Go get him!"

The fight on the arena got more and more intense. The spectators were even more thrilled screaming and cheering for the participant they had placed their bets on.

A ferocious, violent ambiance enveloped the Wrestling Ring.

A great number of creatures of the beast race and other races yelled and shouted until the veins of their necks showed and their eyes turned red.

noise filled and resonated throughout the entire

the two slaves breathed heavily as they were both badly injured. Blood gushed from their bodies and had also been

of them were ordinary medium-grade divine gods with an unnoticeable difference in their individual strengths. It was indeed a very

up behind the brawny man

then swung his saber towards the brawny man's neck, catching him off guard and beheading

his body drenched in blood. His head landed on the floor of the arena, topping off the bloody mess of the fight.

"Awooo! !"

in black finally won the victory. He threw

were doubly thrilled. Many of them sprung from

their skin. Even the elegantly-dressed females of the beast race ironically screamed wildly as they stomped their

placed their bets on the loser. They cursed sharply and tore their receipts to bits and threw them in the

to have a good time and enjoy watching killings.

all so

race to like gambling

as he observed the spectators

This is

slave's turn

Freddy, you're up.

Remember, don't embarrass me!"

ordered as he tapped the shoulder of the

thin middle-aged man

rags, sporting messy hair atop his head. His eyes were as cruel as a wolf's,

emitted a sharp blade intent, which made nearby creatures tremble in

go ahead.

faith in you, Freddy.

let me down," Lawrence said as he nudged his slave.

really thought highly of his slave.

"Got it."

around and walked slowly towards the arena.

you think of my slave, Wilfred? He's very good,

I went

just an ordinary medium-grade divine god, it's a piece of cake for him to strike down ordinary

me? I have such a competent slave at

of thousands of preliminary-grade divine gods like your slave in

taunted while looking at Freddy's back.

in the

and disgust appeared on Wilfred's face as he shook his head.

that Lawrence himself was no match for Austin, not to mention his

do you

time I mention your lowborn slave, you tell me

you think your slave is

you have a problem with what I just said about him, you can let him fight

as he glared at Wilfred.

at him, then shifted his gaze to Austin.

a loud thunder-like sound shook the