Worldly Overlord

Teresa, Devon, and Derek appeared on a stage in the middle of nowhere. The surrounding was very odd as it was only a stage that was present.

Seeing the environment they were in, it didn't take Devon long to figure out that the pearl was some dimension treasure or artifact. He had also read books about dimension artifacts, but this was completely unique.

Most dimension artifacts were usually void of energy, however, this pearl could produce energy.

This world was full of surprises as to how could such a tiny pearl be capable of this sort of ability. With Devon's knowledge about artifacts, he could tell that this pearl was either a rank 7 or rank 8 artifact.

In just a day in the auction, he had seen two different artifacts. One had to know that he spent months in the all heaven alliance without even seeing a single artifact.

And in this strange auction, he had witnessed two staffs possessing rank 3 artifacts.

The last time Devon was in a dimension artifact was during his training with the sovereign, who knew the next he was going to be here was going to be for a death match.

Teresa walked down from the stage, with a single thought, a chair had materialized out of celestial energy. She then sat down on the chair.

"The only rule is that only one person is going to leave this stage alive between the two of you," Teresa stated, crossing her legs on top of the other.

The two men had some distance between them.

Derek launched himself at Devon as if he couldn't wait any longer to kill him. He sent a full-force punch, aiming at Devon's chest.

The speed at which he used to get to Devon was very fast. If it was a regular youth, that attack Derek delivered could have ended the whole death match immediately.

However, Devon wasn't some newbie in battle, he extended a punch of his own instantly.

*BOOM*

The collision sent a shockwave to the ground and strangely that was all. Considering the force that was in those punches, the stage itself should have crumbled down.

"There's a powerful force field around the stage, so you guys don't need to worry about anything. Just rip each other apart." Teresa said.

The duo began delivering several punches and kicks to each other and in the blink of an eye, they had exchanged twenty moves.

Between Devon and Derek's battle, they had been no technique displayed, all that was happening was just normal attacks brimmed full of energy.

They were several sparks and energy clash in the battle. Even after a long exchange, but men couldn't get a single hit on their opponent's body. They seemed to be evenly matched.

"If this is all your strength, then you're going to die," Derek said as he extended his hand and a red spear flew to his hand.

Devon licked his lips like a predator who had seen his prey. "The same applies to you." a black sword appeared in Devon's hand as well.

Both men attacked each other once again. One of them was either attacking while the other was defending and after some time the position would change. That was how the battle was between them.

At some point in the battle, Devon and Derek were fighting at a speed that only their afterimage could be seen. But the collision of both men's weapons was loud and clear.

Even after a long time, none of them had the upper hand, which made it really hard to foresee who was going to win.

It was a good thing that Teresa stopped them from having the battle at the cafeteria, or else they would have destroyed half of the auction.

Derek flew backward, he then used his spear to form some strange pattern in the air, "Cloaked slash."

As those words came out of Derek's mouth, intense and dark energy spread out from his body as if they had a mind of their own. The dark energy followed the slash on its way to create havoc in Devon's body.

The first technique to be used in the death match definitely wasn't to be underestimated, as the attack seemed to be able to cut through space itself. The hit broke through Devon's barrier and penetrated his left arm, leaving a deep hole in between.

While the dark aura from earlier pierced through several parts of Devon's body, and just like that we had the first blood on the stage.

Teresa, who was on the chair, couldn't hide the shock on her face. Though she knew Derek was powerful, she never knew it was to this extent.

"No wonder that old man protected him at all cost," Teresa said in a low voice.

She knew how strong Devon's defense was and for someone to be able to break it with a single technique hit that person was monstrous.

Devon stared at the blood coming out from his body, instead of being angry he roared out laughing. "Hahaha...Yesss!!!!!!"

"The thrill of battle." He continued laughing like some maniac and at some point, one might think that Devon was possessed.

Devon straightened his back and smiled at Derek. "No wonder the gods could defeat the demons even with their powerful souls. Cosmic energy is indeed superior compared to celestial energy."

Devon had to admit that the only advantage he had in this battle was because of his strong soul and abundant energy. When it came to overall strength, Derek was far stronger than him.

If this battle had taken place before his training with the sovereign, then he would have died after that attack.

The blood which was dripping out of Devon's stopped, and the large hole that was created from those attacks closed. Even it wasn't because of Devon's cloth being dyed with blood, it was hard to believe that he was bleeding severely some minutes ago.

A frown appeared on Derek's face, seeing how quickly that wound had healed. He had completely forgotten how terrifying Devon's regeneration ability was.

"Mirror of the spear."

"Rains of the spear."

"Lightless slash."

Derek launched out three techniques simultaneously. Those three attacks seemed to have consumed a lot from his body, as he began breathing heavily after attacking Devon.

*BOOM*

Cracks were beginning to appear on the force field that shielded the state. Teresa had to strengthen the force field with a little bit of her energy for it to be stable once again.

A look of worry appeared on Teresa's face. She couldn't see the state Devon was in, as after the attack all the surroundings became foggy.

These techniques were more powerful than the one he had displayed earlier and if Devon could get injured that much from that attack then god knows what would be left of him after this.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha."

"THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKING ABOUT....GIVE ME MORE! HUH, ARE YOU DONE!" Devon roared out he was displeased with how the attack ended.

He stepped out of the foggy area, his clothes were torn out badly, blood was oozing out from his body like there was no end to it. Regardless of the incredible, Devon's regeneration ability as it would take days if not weeks before something like this could be healed.

Even as sorry as Devon's state was, the maniac was still laughing.

Derek staggered several steps backward, he was frightened by what he had just witnessed. Never did he think someone could be this damaged.

"If you're done, then I guess it's my turn," Devon stated.