In the fifth layer of the labyrinth, amidst the central camp of the Crush Skull Tribe, the gibberish and clamor bubbled and burst.

The diminutive goblins were competing in combat, and the unfortunate losers would not only be ridiculed by the other goblins but also tossed into a giant pot by the towering ogres to be stewed in a soup.

Today, as always, the ogre tribe was abuzz with activity!

However, unlike in peaceful times, the Priests of the Crush Skull Tribe seemed rather busy.

Enveloped in a cloak, the ogre High Priest had his eyes tightly shut, as if in communion with the free spirits between heaven and earth, or perhaps in contact with the "Great Gluttonous King" who ruled over all.

Suddenly, he opened his bloodthirsty pupils and gazed upon a patch of chaotic sky, his aged and hoarse voice trembling with excitement.

"He's here!"

That was the demon who had come from afar—

The sustenance bestowed upon them by the Great Gluttonous King!

He saw prosperity in the frying pan!

Seated upon the Bone Throne, with a belly as thick as city walls, Kassen Skullcrusher revealed a grin, his fleshy face filled with savagery and a thirst for fresh blood.

Perfect timing!

He'd been planning to decide the fate against the Demon King, yet never expected that the fellow would deliver himself to his doorstep!

Shaking with his substantial fat, Kassen stood up from his Bone Throne. With a palm as wide as a fan, he grabbed his battle blade adorned with iron chains and bellowed loudly with his resonant voice.

"Prepare for battle!!"

A robust and majestic war cry echoed throughout the entire camp.

Both the ogre warriors and the small goblin retainers grabbed their weapons and stood up, adding to the noise of the waving flags and battle cries.

"Awoo awoo awoo!!!"

"Kill them!!!"

"Gob!!!

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The earth trembled, ogres roared, and the war drums made of human skin thundered loudly, with the wind carrying the scent of blood becoming ever more raucous!

It was Xino's troops that first stepped into the teleportation array.

Upon seeing that the minions under Luo Yan were just a group of goblins, he didn't bother delaying even for a moment, only wishing to quickly end this tedious battle.

It was time to show true skill!

He would let his father's old subordinates see clearly who the real Demon King was!

The light of the teleportation array flickered, and one after another, figures clad in heavy armor appeared upon the desolate plains swirling with yellow sand.

The Demon Crystal of the teleportation array soon drained, but was quickly replenished by the Demon Crystals carried by the Heavy Infantry.

The arena's spectators were boiling with excitement, cheering and rooting for Xino Dragon—

Although Xino and his subordinates, now thousands of miles apart from the former, could hear nothing at all.

But their hearts could still feel the sentiment.

At the same time as Xino Dragon's army was assembling, the ogre tribe nearby also grew restless.

Those barbarians who drank blood and ate raw flesh swung a wide variety of weapons and cookware, seemingly desperate to pounce upon the flesh and blood of their enemies and wreak havoc!

Feeling the murderous intent coming through the screen, the judges sitting in the spectator seats couldn't help but frown slightly, as if they had returned to the frontline of hell.

They exchanged glances and whispered among themselves.

"Something's not right..."

"There's something off about these ogres..."

"You noticed too?"

"Yes..."

They seemed not to be mere fodder troops.

Even if they had been so in the past, those standing here now were far beyond mere fodder!

Not just one person, but nearly all the judges had the same thought—

Perhaps they had scored them too low.

But having said that, no one raised any objections.

After all, this situation was not uncommon, and the data on paper was only ever for reference, let alone their subjective evaluations.

Furthermore, in their view, even if they had underestimated the strength of these ogres, at most it would only be a deviation of 0.5 points, no more.

When the two sides truly clashed head-on, it was still Xino Dragon's "Hell's Flames" Heavy Infantry that had the upper hand.

Right from the start, the battle had been without suspense.

In the time it took for a few whispers, Xino Dragon's "Hell's Flames" Heavy Infantry had already completed their assembly and moved out to the outskirts of the ogre tribe's encampment.

The ogres did not show weakness either, they boldly opened their gates and lined up their formation to confront the elite force wielding the Extraordinary Power right before them!

Even in the face of six silver-ranked demons, not a single ogre's face showed panic.

The only thing burning in their eyes was a desire for slaughter and bloodthirst!

Xino Dragon, mounted on a massive warhorse, raised his battle axe high. At the front of his ranks, he was like a moving wall.

"For the Demon God! For the glory of the Dragon family! Kill!!!"

"Kill!!!"

There was no fancy preamble.

He let out a great shout, and like a hurricane sweeping up dust in its wake, charged into the heart of the ogre formation.

Five hundred Heavy Swordsmen followed close behind, with the sword energy boiling on their blades like the lances in the knights' hands, their running legs in no way inferior to those of warhorses!

The two forces collided like two torrents of flesh and blood, the deafening cries of battle filling the wilds and igniting the passion in the hearts of the arena's audience.

Not only the distant onlookers from Demon City were watching, but also players standing next to bramble patches and mushroom stalks.

As they watched the melee of Heavy Swordsmen and the ogre army, the players' faces showed both shock and envy.

"Damn..."

"Their gear is insane!"

"Too bad it's not for sale in the NPC shops."

"Damn it, our Demon King is too weak!"

A bunch of them grumbled and gossiped amongst themselves.

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