Tox.
Level 97, Swamp Demon King.
A member of Freedom Federation's Third Squad.
This man was quite capable. At the very least, when carrying out missions at Hundred Ghost Fortress, he had performed well. Even among elite squads, he ranked above average.
His opponent was the Demonfall Organization's Seventh Demon General.
A Biochemical Madman transformed from a death-row prisoner. He had no name and was Level 96.
In the Demonfall Organization's eyes, failed products did not deserve names of their own. At most, they were given a codename.
"My opponent is the Seventh Demon General?"
"Perfect. The thing I'm here to kill is Demonfall Organization trash!"
Tox burst into laughter, looking incomparably arrogant.
As a Swamp Demon King, his skin was as viscous as mud, making him look like someone no one wanted to approach.
This was the physical trait of a swamp demon, turning his body into swamp elements.
Although the audience was displeased that Ling Zhan was not the first to take the stage, they still focused on the match.
After all, this was a genuine deathmatch!
Whoever could not win would die!
That meant both sides had to bring out their true abilities from the very beginning.
If they did not, they could only wait for death!
Under such circumstances, this match was bound to be utterly spectacular!
"Though I hate the Freedom Federation, I still hope they win this time. The beasts of the Demonfall Organization are even more disgusting than the Freedom Federation!"
"Yeah, but if they lose, that'll be hilarious."
"It actually wouldn't be strange if they lost. Maybe you haven't heard of the Demonfall Organization's Ten Great Demon Generals..."
"I've heard of them. They're incredibly powerful..."
"Alright, the match has started. Stop talking!"
"..."
While everyone discussed the matter, the referee did not