As expected, the goddess of justice is Gwen.

At the same time, many people sensed from these words a love story filled with helplessness and hardship.

As Victor said, he simply couldn't bring himself to harm his wife.

It's truly disheartening that former lovers are now at odds because of their differing stances on good and evil.

The goddess in the sky, who remained silent and did not answer Victor's question, seemed to further confirm this fact.

After a brief silence, Victor suddenly spoke to the Goddess of Justice:

"How about this, let's postpone our duel a little longer."

"Before that, let's play a game."

As Viktor's calm voice echoed throughout the room, everyone felt a deep sense of unease.

A sense of anticipation and tension quickly spread through the room, as everyone awaited the villain's next move.

And just then...

The seven golden apples that fell from the sky and scattered across different regions of the kingdom.

Taking advantage of the silence of countless people, it suddenly unleashed a holy light filled with malevolence, shooting straight into the sky.

The eerie light, like a chaotic dance of ghosts, swept swiftly across the entire sky.

They shone and bloomed in every corner of the kingdom, triggering a strange and magnificent wave of light and shadow.

The light seemed to dye the entire sky with layers of aurora, radiating a distorted, dazzling brilliance and a sacred aura.

Buzzing—

The booming sounds seemed to pierce through space, like the low growl of a giant beast, filling everyone's ears.

The shock made them feel physically uncomfortable.

Immediately afterwards, Victor's voice filled the entire venue once again:

“Perfect timing, you have prepared eight masters.”

"Including me, there are exactly eight of us here."

At that moment, the crowd seemed to realize what Victor was about to say.

They raised their heads, turned their gazes, and stared at the five masters on the ring.

These five masters, under the watchful eyes of millions of viewers, had ashen faces and furrowed brows.

Each of them looked as if they had been forced to swallow raw ginger, their expressions were extremely interesting.

Because they also guessed what Victor was going to say next.

"To be fair, you bring your seven masters."

"And I am accompanied by my seven gods."

"The final eight battles will take place right here in this arena."

In an instant, the entire arena fell into dead silence; even the sound of the wind rushing through the building seemed deafening.

fair?

This is utterly unfair!

Everyone held their breath, their eyes filled with pity and sympathy as they focused on the five masters on the stage.

Meanwhile, Lorelei, sitting in the audience, felt a surge of secret delight upon hearing these words.

These days, the power of the gods is no longer unfamiliar to humankind, especially since the performance of that god-king.

In short, this is a force that ordinary humans cannot contend with.

If two of the other three masters were to fight the gods, there might be some chance.

But these five masters? Just thinking about it, you know the chances of winning are slim.

They certainly cannot compete with true gods.

Fortunately, even if they cannot win, they can still save their lives according to the rules of the arena.

Nevertheless, the dignity of these five masters has undoubtedly been completely lost.

Not only the audience, but even they themselves knew that once they actually clashed, they could only play the role of cannon fodder at best.

Just as they were relieved that their lives were safe, Viktor spoke again:

"However, the rules of this arena are really boring. How about this?"

The next second, his jet-black wings suddenly expanded, and the black color swept across quickly, impacting Gwen's holy light.

Dazzling, dense feathers spread out and clung tightly to Gwen's front.

In an instant, it was as if a crack had been torn open in the sky.

Two different colors filled the entire magnificent sky, their dazzling brilliance filling the pupils of everyone present.

The two were so close they were practically touching, and they could even feel each other's breath.

However, neither of them backed down.

In this almost intimate setting, Viktor's voice, tinged with coldness, rang out again:

"There is no admitting defeat, and no demand for victory or defeat."

"The only judgment is who lives and who dies."

Swish—

Upon hearing this, countless viewers felt a chill run down their spines.

Especially those masters, whose faces instantly lost all color.

What's the point of fighting?

They might as well have a good meal tonight, then wash themselves and jump into the river on their own.

So, can they refuse?

"You can't refuse me, otherwise..."

A cold glint flashed in Viktor's eyes, and he narrowed them slightly.

Immediately afterwards, an incredibly violent and terrifying roar suddenly resounded from the ground at the edge of Shulburn.

Bang--

A violent roar came from afar, sweeping across the entire land of Shulburn.

The loud and terrifying explosion made everyone turn their heads in the direction of the sound, staring at the place where the explosion had occurred.

Dust rose for thousands of miles, even reaching the sky.

But soon, the dust quickly dissipated under the wind.

A vast expanse of land vanished from sight, leaving only jumbled rocks and deep craters in view.

Seeing this scene, countless people gaped, their hearts pounding as if gripped by an invisible hand.

I remember now, I remember everything.

That's Viktor, the one known as the Demolitionist.

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