First, referees can be threatened.
When the opponent is too strong, the referee may make concessions and compromises for their own safety.
Second, referees can be bribed.
The messenger from the demon race had no concept of contracts to begin with.
Having demons as referees is a huge joke.
This is how the judges from hell are; try to understand.
After finding two bugs,
Ye Bai felt it was time to end this simulation.
He took a step back.
Everyone took a step back.
The Hell Messenger, wielding a giant sword, was somewhat puzzled. Why hadn't these two started their match yet? What were they waiting for?
Suddenly, it got dark!
The messenger of hell looked up and saw a two-winged black angel standing in mid-air above him, blotting out the sun.
These mere two-winged angels are utterly laughable and incredibly weak; they are not worth worrying about!
What does he want to do?
boom--
Gabriel slammed down at incredible speed, giving the messenger of hell no time to react!
The next second,
The unfair judge from hell ended his sinful life with a single blow, smashed into a pulp by two fists, beyond dead.
Demons and angels are mortal enemies.
Gabriel's own strength is almost on par with the God of War, and he even needs to suppress it to stay below level 989.
With a calculated attack on the unsuspecting enemy, and within the Shura's exclusive space, the enemy was still careless...
The timing, location, and people were all on Gabriel's side.
A one-hit kill was a logical outcome.
True powerhouses are those who can kill with a single blow.
The dust has settled.
Ye Bai gracefully stepped forward, picked up the fragment of the Demonic Law that he had previously bribed from the meat pie, and spat out a mouthful of phlegm.
Dracula, standing to the side, smiled and shook his head.
"You think you can just take the Demon Lord's bribe and leave? You're so naive."
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