Exile (VI)

Newly advanced Abyss Kings would usually face a great many challenges.

As the Abyss King's strength gradually became widely known and acknowledged, the challengers would grow fewer and fewer. Once that Abyss King finally displayed overwhelming power worthy of their status, it was perfectly normal for no one to dare challenge them again for hundreds of years.

Only when another Abyss King faced the same problem, and two equally supreme beings fought one another, could a master of the Wizard World possibly be born through the rules of Abyssal gladiatorial combat!

Green's so-called "Abyss King" was merely the Abyss King of this tiny Pangula Abyss. Compared to one-star, two-star, three-star, four-star, and five-star Abysses, it was practically negligible, yet the challenge rules reflected in the title of Abyss King followed the same principles.

Of course, this Abyss King had never been acknowledged by the rules of the Wizard World. It was nothing more than a self-proclaimed title.

Who knew how many centuries would pass before Agemund, who had displayed unparalleled power through Mech-Rampage Battle Holmes, would once again be challenged by another Abyss King or a powerful lifeform noticed by the world's will?

Compared with the anguish tormenting Agemund, Green was undoubtedly now in the same situation Agemund had faced during the first few decades after ascending to the throne of Abyss King: countless challengers came one after another without end!

Over the past thirty years, Green had fought seventy-nine battles of all sizes. He had killed sixty-one challengers on the spot, fourteen challengers had departed after handing over immense wealth, and only four had successfully escaped after losing their challenges.

"The eightieth."

Green's body naturally stretched taller. Opening the first layer of Wild Instinct had become as easy as breathing, no longer placing any burden upon his body.

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