Lei Chan did not lower his voice. The moment those words left his mouth, the entire audience was stunned.
"Arthur." He was actually "Agulie," the newlywed royal consort of Shea, Empress of the Fallen Angel Empire?
If anyone else had said this, they would surely have been met with scorn: one was the greatest alchemy genius in hundreds of thousands of years, a super grandmaster; the other was a peak Devil Emperor who had marched south and fought north alongside Shea, winning illustrious military achievements. How could these two people, who had attained astonishing accomplishments in their respective fields and should never have crossed paths, possibly be the same person?
Yet these words had come from Lei Chan, the strongest man in the Demon Realm, the Bloodshade Emperor. People had no choice but to believe them.
The most dazzling star of this alchemy competition, its most outstanding grandmaster—was he truly "Agulie," His Highness the royal consort of the Fallen Angel Empire?!
If "Arthur" had not been in such grave danger, every Fallen Angel Empire spectator in the arena would have burst into cheers.
"Saman's" strength was clearly on the same level as Lei Chan's, and Lei Chan had once easily defeated "Agulie" at Warlock Fortress. So Agulie now...
Just then, Lei Chan's brows suddenly rose.
Then everyone saw light.
Incomparably brilliant light.
The black mist surrounding "Agulie" was like darkness scattered by dawn. Under the illumination, it collapsed at the first touch, faintly revealing "Saman's" scream of agony.
The light was so intense that even the Twin Moons, which had already turned purple in the sky—even the Twin Moons in broad daylight—were nowhere near as dazzling. It was simply the "sun" of the surface world from legend!
No, the sun should have been scorching hot, while this radiance was dazzling