The battle that erupted in the Deathmatch Arena plunged every dignitary seated in Franklin Hall into a state of extreme suspense.
Although the Deathmatch Arena had isolated sound for the sake of fairness, preventing interference and support from outside the barrier, merely seeing the overwhelming waves of Mana blocked by the barrier—and the silent flashes of white light—was enough to make the dignitaries shudder.
To beings of Tier 6 and below, an eighth-tier battle was like the wrath of the gods. Any being caught up in it would be pulverized in an instant.
Three demons of different forms closed in on Askesang, becoming an impassable battle line.
They were both Sigrid's solid shield and a deadly spear aimed at Askesang.
The vanguard demon was the most agile. Even without a weapon in her hands, every movement could bring forth an invisible blade. Accompanied by shrill sounds ripping through the air, she left clear cuts across the ground.
The center demon appeared mysterious. His blurred figure seemed to be made of the waters of the abyss, churning with ceaseless, deep-black fluctuations.
As long as he stood in the center, it seemed that no matter what attack or defense Askesang intended, he could see through it and accurately relay it to the other two demons. Acting as the central commander, he occasionally summoned vast swaths of darkness capable of devouring everything, attempting to drag Askesang into the endless abyss.
The demon in the rear appeared lazy, but with a light wave of her palm, she covered the Deathmatch Arena in spell seals. They spun rapidly and fused together in the air, forming indestructible floating barriers that precisely protected the other two demons and blocked Askesang's fierce counterattacks.
The figure of Nirvana Bishop Askesang flashed through the Deathmatch Arena.
Faced with the three