### Chapter 3: Decapitation Attack!
2015-08-26
Author: Floating Tower
Before me, there was a roar like a mountain collapse or tsunami.
Accompanied by a rumbling sound, the gates below Gurenba Arena opened, and Soren’s figure slowly walked out from within.
The Construct Girl did not know where she had gone.
The actions of the Chaos faction were hard to predict, for the higher the degree of chaos, the more they acted on whims, sometimes even unaware of why they did so. However, Soren had nothing to worry about; first, their relationship wasn’t that close, and second, there were not many entities in the entire Gurenba Arena that could threaten her existence. A legendary level Construct Life, with no heartbeat and no breath, had virtually no fatal weaknesses. If she wanted to leave, even the Demon Lord couldn’t keep her.
The frenzied aura was spreading!
In Soren’s sight was a horde of demons, likely exceeding five thousand. Their chaotic nature made them fond of slaughter and combat, and the brutal carnage in the arena was their greatest entertainment.
Boom!
The second gate opened, revealing a mutated Frenzied Combat Demon. It stood nearly three meters tall, with muscles that were grotesque and terrifying, scars adorning its back, and a slave mark on its forehead.
Boom!
The third gate opened, heavy footsteps resonating as a towering Ogre appeared. It seemed not to be a purebred Ogre; there was likely some giant bl**d in its veins. Such monsters could probably only be found in the Bottomless Abyss, as only evil and chaotic demons liked to create such beings through taboo means.
The final gate opened.
A stunningly beautiful female appeared, resembling a Succubus but emanating a devilish aura.
The demons in the audience at Gurenba Arena seemed to go crazy, shouting in Abyssal language, “k*ll her!… Humiliate her!… r*pe her!… d*mn demon!… d*mn Lust Demon!…”
This was a Lust Demon.
From the Hell of Bartok, her hands were shackled, and she held a small dagger.
“Ladies and gentlemen!”
A Goblin Demon Sorcerer appeared before the crowd. However, he was not the Demon Lord of Gurenba Arena; this level of battle did not require his presence. This was a servant he had trained, also his progeny. Every week at Gurenba Arena, a larger-scale bloody duel took place, while the d*ath Arena featured big events monthly. The mutated goblins always had a knack for business, seemingly able to find new gladiators in various ways.
“Welcome to Gurenba Arena!”
The Goblin Demon Sorcerer stood on the podium at the front of the arena. His small eyes sparkled with cunning as he excitedly proclaimed, “It’s time for the monthly d*ath Arena!”
“The first contestant in the d*ath Arena is the Fire Demon – Soren!”
“He is an outsider, a newcomer to Gurenba Arena. I hope he can survive today’s match. In fact, I don’t have high hopes for this contestant. If he had already advanced to a Flame Demon, maybe he could make it to the end. But as it stands, he might be the first to d*e.”
“Did you see that?”
“Standing next to him is the second contestant – the Ripper – Lanos!… It’s a mutated Frenzied Combat Demon!… Look in its eyes; it seems eager to tear this newbie in half.”
“The third contestant is the Ogre – Uno!”
“It possesses giant bl**d and is an immensely powerful gladiator! It is also the contestant most likely to win this round!”
“Lastly.”
“This is a captive we just brought in, a Lust Demon caught in the Abyssal bl**d War!… Look at her smooth, fair skin, see her alluring, radiant face!… When she is torn to pieces by her enemies, that scene will surely be thrilling!…”
“Ladies and gentlemen!”
“The match is about to begin! There are no rules in this d*ath Arena! The last one alive is the victor!”
“The victor shall receive rewards. Perhaps even freedom!”
At this, the Goblin Demon Sorcerer glanced meaningfully at the shackled Lust Demon and said solemnly, “Miamid – Coin of Disaster, Your Grace is a Demon Lord who keeps promises!… Since the establishment of Gurenba Arena, any gladiator has received the rewards they earned!…”
To give hope. To destroy hope.
One of the favorite pastimes of a Demon Lord, the Goblin Demon Sorcerer gazed with malice at the Lust Demon whose eyes lit up with hope.
It hoped the d*ath Arena would be even more exciting!
“The contestant most likely to win this round is the Ogre – Uno.”
“However, our newcomer, the Fire Demon – Soren, has the highest payout odds!… Any spectators who haven’t placed bets can do so on the south side of the arena!…”
“This d*ath Arena is about to begin!…”
A roar erupted.
The gathered demons howled with excitement. However, no one jumped directly off the stands, as jumping down meant participating in the d*ath Arena, where only one could leave alive.
To the d*ath.
Though this d*ath Arena used chaotic combat rules, only one could leave alive in the end.
“Uno!”
“Uno!”
“Uno!”
A chorus of shouts arose. The demons favored the Ogre – Uno, a warrior of giant bl**d with immense strength, believing that the others would have a hard time contending with such a terrifying creature.
Not to mention that Ogre – Uno’s equipment was evidently high-quality, with protective armor and an incredibly heavy wolf-tooth club.
Thud!
A muffled sound echoed.
The Goblin Demon Sorcerer shouted excitedly, “The match begins!”
Roar!
An angry roar reverberated as the mutated Frenzied Combat Demon charged at Soren, while the Ogre rushed toward the Lust Demon, seemingly planning to dispose of the two small foes first before settling the ultimate battle!
“Ripper!”
“Ripper!”
“Ripper!”
The demons’ wildly excited voices echoed over the arena. Faced with the towering, muscular form of the mutated Frenzied Combat Demon, Soren appeared to have no advantage whatsoever.
Even demons speculated that he would be shredded in a matter of seconds, shouting excitedly, “Tear him apart! Break his neck! Crush his skull!”
Boom!
Dust flew up.
Facing the ferocious pounce of the mutated Frenzied Combat Demon, Soren’s figure leaped up in an instant, flames raging on his bare chest as his massive Demon Wings flapped. He soared through the air, raising his palm to reveal a Flame Whip, which he then swung forcefully at his opponent.
——“Bind!”
The Flame Whip wrapped around the mutated Frenzied Combat Demon like a vine, and as the Demon Wings flapped, he flew low, accompanied by a searing sword strike, a burnt smell wafting as an ugly head was sent flying.
Thump.
The body of the mutated Frenzied Combat Demon fell to the ground.
Soren landed slowly, flapping his Demon Wings, and with a light flick of his wrist, the Flame Whip returned to his palm.
The arena was filled with utter silence!
The ecstatic and frenzied shouts of the demons fell abruptly, as if someone had strangled them by the throat.
Decapitation Attack!
The signature skill of the Balroth Fire Demon!
Just a moment before, they had been guessing how long Soren could endure against the Ripper – Lanos, and in the next moment, they realized their favored contestant had been directly decapitated by Soren.
Clean and swift!
Victory and defeat were almost determined in an instant; the burly physique of the mutated Frenzied Combat Demon had gained it no advantage whatsoever.
Flames danced.
On Soren’s dark red skin, eerie demon tattoos glowed faintly with the flames, as if some power was gradually merging, and the flames igniting on him grew hotter and more radiant.
He raised the heavy decapitation sword in his hand, and the Flame Whip seared black marks on the dark red, bl**d-stained ground of the arena.
Soren surveyed the entire arena, then suddenly roared, “Soren!!!”
Boom!
The chaotic nature of the demons was ignited in an instant, especially those who had boredly bet on Soren’s victory, now wildly roaring with excitement.
“Soren!”
“Soren!”
“Soren!”
………………(To be continued ~^~)
