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Chapter 630

Three days later, the group arena qualifying competition proceeded as scheduled.

The Plague Dragon Knight personally took action, summoning a black demon cloud with a radius of ten miles from the sacrifice pit of the Great Demon Temple.On top of the magic cloud, tens of thousands of giant blisters are densely arranged, and each blister is a separate space, which is used as a ring.

The giant blisters can only enter, but cannot exit, unless one party voluntarily admits defeat. Nearly a million demon lords Chen Bing are on the side, glaring at the cronies of the Great Demon Temple, gearing up for a big fight.

The Plague Dragon Knight led the Plague Corps, and as the field supervisor, maintained the order on the scene.

With the sound of a gong, the group arena match began. The demon lords were divided into different queues according to their ranks, and a random draw was conducted to determine their opponents.

Of course, the so-called lottery was not fair, and there was a hidden secret in it, which obviously favored the side of the Great Demon Temple. This was General Hannibal's strategy.

In the first three days of the group arena, the demon lords of the fifth and sixth ranks played. Each of them had three chances to play. Every time they won a game, they got one more chance to play. The more games they won, the higher the points and the higher the ranking. forward.

These low-level demon lords are obviously very arrogant. Although the Plague Dragon Knight promised that they will not kill people until they reach the limit, but when it comes to the arena, all kinds of emergencies and casualties are inevitable.

Prince Maitreya sat on the high platform with great interest, watching these low-ranking demon lords desperately, watching with relish, General Hannibal stood by, and he soon discovered a bad situation.

The confidantes on the side of the Great Demon Temple and the million demon lords were mixed together for the competition, and they manipulated when the lottery was drawn. On the side of the Great Demon Temple, they almost all faced opponents with lower strength than themselves.

The purpose of Hannibal's ingenious arrangement was to let the forces of the Great Devil's Temple side provoke, kill and enrage the opponent, get angry, and push the atmosphere of the ring to a fiery level, so as to cause enough casualties.

However, General Hannibal far underestimated the desperate spirit of the million demon lords, and overestimated the fearlessness of the Great Demon Temple. The opponent is dealt great damage, and even reversed to kill the opponent.

As a result, the side of the Great Demon Temple was timid and unwilling to work hard. Some went up to admit defeat directly, and some could not get out of illness. Some even played disappearance and played hide-and-seek.

General Hannibal couldn't help but secretly sighed, but unfortunately he couldn't control it.

The number of low-level demon lords was the largest, and the first day was very fierce. Some battles were not decided until late at night, but on the second day, the morale was obviously affected, and the intensity of the battle dropped a lot.

The low-level demon lords on the side of the Great Demon Temple almost all withdrew from the group arena, and the millions of demon lords did not show their anger in the civil war.

The group arena of the low-level demon lords lasted for three days. About 3 to [-] people died in the arena. Their bodies were thrown into the magic cloud and disappeared.

All of this was seen by the more advanced demon lords. On the fourth day, the participating demon lords were at the seventh and eighth levels of strength.

However, these demon lords were much smarter. Almost all the demon lords on the side of the Great Demon Temple avoided the battle. The two sides fighting in the arena, when one side saw signs of danger, immediately surrendered and surrendered. After a day of competition, the number of dead demon lords was less than [-].

On the fifth day, it was the demon lords of the ninth and tenth ranks. The group arena match on this day ended very quickly, and it was completed in less than half a day. There were less than 50 people who died. The small number of lords is one aspect, but the main reason is that the winners and losers are determined very quickly in the arena.

In some matches, one side concedes almost immediately after the start, and in some more intense matches, one side concedes after only a few encounters, and they hardly try their best.

Yiman also participated in the competition. As soon as he entered the field, the opponent immediately conceded. The next opponent seemed to have the determination to fight. The Demon King chuckled and said: "Sure enough, everyone wants to go together. In this group arena, it doesn't matter who wins or loses. Anyway, when we come to the battlefield, we won't rely on our real strength."

The demon lords are very smart, and the higher the level, the smarter they are. They don't trust any promises. Someone died in the first three days of the game, which proves that the promise of the plague dragon knight is a dead letter.That being the case, everyone who is willing to work hard will lose if they lose. The demon lord's face is thicker than the wall, so he doesn't care at all.

As for the agreement, the promise, in the eyes of the demon lord, is just a piece of paper. When it comes to robbing the loot, who would seriously care about the ranking. When it comes to the battlefield, it's not about strength.

However, this unexpected situation made Prince Maitreya and his cronies anxious like ants on a hot pot.

"What to do, there is only the eleventh-level competition left, and we simply can't make up [-] sacrifices."

The Plague Dragon Knight frowned slightly: "These guys are unwilling to reveal their strength. They are much smarter than we imagined. Now the number of sacrifices is less than half. What should we do?"

A confidant of Prince Maitreya asked Hannibal: "General, your plan is not working, why don't you think of a way?"

Hannibal knew that it was useless to make more judgments, and sighed: "Now we can only ask the Plague Dragon Knight to communicate with Mo Fei, give us a few days, and then think of a way. This is the end of the matter, tomorrow's game, the master of the world level , none of them can be damaged."

The Plague Dragon Knight nodded solemnly, and sighed, "That's the only way to go."

The crowd sneered at General Hannibal again, and Hannibal could only remain silent, feeling extremely gloomy in his heart.

On the last day, it was the eleventh-level demon lord competition, which was so dull that it made people drowsy. The battle on the ring was almost like an old lady's embroidery.Prince Maitreya got No.1 as he wished, but even he himself felt that this first name had no gold content at all.

With the support of their cronies, the side of the Great Demon Temple really celebrated and flattered, and the side of the million demon lords also carried out some joint celebrations, but most people simply sneered at it.

The farce-like arena qualifying match was coming to an end, and General Hannibal suddenly felt that he had failed, that the sacrifices were not enough, and his morale had not improved.

Prince Maitreya stood at the highest point of the ring, looking at the hypocritical cheers below, he felt a little complacent, and couldn't help but feel elated.

Yiman and the Great Demon King Jinzui hid in the corner, looked at Prince Maitreya in the golden armor above the sky, and said with a smile: "The Great Demon King Jinzui, if you were to fight Prince Maitreya to the death, would you be able to defeat him?"

The Golden Mouth Demon King whispered, "I'll give him one hand."

The Demon King Minghuo beside him had very sharp ears. He laughed and said, "I, Minghuo, only need one finger to defeat Prince Maitreya, and he is a foolish Demon King."

The sound was not loud. Originally, among the millions of demon lords, few people paid attention to the order, and the buzzing sound was very noisy, but for some reason, the voice of the Great Demon King of Underworldfire was like rolling thunder, and the sound of the Great Demon Temple was a few miles away. can be heard outside.

All of this is exactly what Iman did with his spatial ability.

The scene suddenly fell silent, so quiet that it was scary. When the smug Prince Maitreya heard this, he frowned and shouted loudly: "Who, who said that one finger can defeat me."

The Underworld Fire Demon King should never have said his name, and everyone looked at him in unison. The Underworld Fire Demon King couldn't dodge it even if he wanted to, so he could only sneer: "Prince Maitreya!" Please forgive me, this subordinate is just joking, you are the prince of the Great Demon King Satan, how can I compare with you, I apologize to you here."

He secretly said that the Great Demon King Minghuo had apologized, and that the matter should be exposed, but Prince Maitreya had to be unforgiving: "Demon King Minghuo, I think you are not convinced by me. I will give you two choices. , self-judgment and apology, and second, go to the ring to fight me, if you win, even if you kill me, you will be let go."

The Great Demon King Minghuo's expression changed in surprise, he pondered for a while and said coldly: "You forced me to do this, don't blame my subordinates for being merciless."

(End of this chapter)