Apart from the rare humans like Plato and Thales, no transcendent mage below the demigod level could deal with this Purgatory Demon King.
The key was that this brat clearly had not gone all out.
It was too terrifying.
"Next!" Suye's imposing voice rang out again.
A legendary Six-Armed Snake Demon lay sprawled on the ground, his face flushed red as he begged, "We're willing to admit defeat and give up everything we have."
Suye said, "I'm more interested in your souls."
The seven legendary Six-Armed Snake Demons panicked. They hurriedly looked around, searching for powerful monsters they knew in the audience, hoping those figures would help them out for the sake of the Snake Scale Tribe.
The big shots in the audience nearly cursed aloud. The previous one, Snake, had already suffered such bad luck. Wouldn't stepping forward now just be sending themselves over as food? Aside from demigods, who could stand firm before those twenty little Purgatory Demon Kings? The big shots either turned away or cast spells to conceal themselves, pretending they knew nothing.
The Snake Scale Tribe was utterly miserable.
The Six-Armed Snake Demons from the other tribes in the audience had originally been gloating, but now they began to pity them.
It was simply too tragic. The Snake Scale Tribe had originally been the strongest of the three great Six-Armed Snake Demon tribes, but if the duel continued, they would become the third.
Gig gave a soft cough and said, "Your Majesty, you're in need of capable people right now. Why not allow them to offer up their soul imprints and serve you for a hundred years?"
The legendary Six-Armed Snake Demon lying on the ground suddenly understood. He hurriedly said, "Noble His Majesty Sogela, every Six-Armed Snake Demon is an outstanding warrior and loyal