Cooperation

The Modified Theater Hidden Beneath the Abyss,

As William and his group of four entered the central arena in different poses, Emperor Pride had no intention of communicating at all.

Beneath his sleeves, his five perfectly proportioned fingers slowly spread apart, each one revealing a crystal-clear vein,

His red lips trembled slightly, as if he were calling someone's name.

The long sword wrapped in red bandages, suspended behind him, instantly appeared in the Emperor's grasp.

Slash.

There was no chance to dodge.

The moment he swung his sword, blood seeped from the bodies of William, Catherine, Zede, and Art. Even the theater behind them, designed as an arena, began to bleed.

After bleeding, they were cut apart.

Buzz! The severed theater building began to shake violently, and the cracks exposed violent spatial turbulence.

The theater beneath the abyss had been fixed deep within subspace by some method. Once the theater was completely destroyed, everyone would fall into this utterly lawless region of subspace, where both their bodies and souls might be torn to pieces.

Fortunately, this sword strike had not been the Emperor's full strength. The theater had not been completely torn open. Large numbers of Abyssal Black Roundworms quickly crawled from the cracks, relying on their bodies to forcibly seal and restore them.

When the Emperor looked at the arena again, the four people who had been cut in half seemed to have changed. Although they looked similar, they were not the same people.

All four figures lying on the ground wore clown makeup. Even with death upon them, they maintained their insane smiles.

"Substitutes? Some kind of illusion?"

Just as the Emperor asked this in surprise, a voice came from all around the theater to answer him.

"It wasn't an illusion. You are the famous 'Emperor Pride,' after