The audience in Golden City, roused awake, gradually came to as well.
Every one of them was unbelievably excited!
This was more thrilling than watching a horror movie!
They might have been timid, but they still wanted to watch!
It was good!
They loved it!
The ticket had been so worth it!
After all, how many chances in a lifetime were there to experience something this novel? Who would want to miss it?!
Everyone once again turned their attention to the Contract Spirit Arena.
Under the gaze of the masses.
Xia Yuan sat upon his throne.
Meanwhile, Alucas was still being forced to one knee by his Conqueror's Haki.
"Ahhhhh...!"
The humiliation was too much.
Roaring, he forced himself to rise even as blood burst from the veins all over his body.
But he had only barely lifted himself.
One disdainful glance from Xia Yuan forced him back down.
It was as though a mountain weighed upon Alucas, leaving him utterly unable to move.
Watching him struggle, the supreme king let out a cold laugh.
"Ant crawling on the ground, who gave you permission to raise your head?"
"You are not qualified to stand before me."
"An ant should behave like an ant. You only need to lie on the ground, lower your head, and die..."
Xia Yuan suddenly said with some interest, "However, I have been sitting for too long, and I happen to feel like stretching a little."
With a casual motion, he drew a crimson-glowing longsword from the Gate of Babylon.
The sword was named Dáserting!
It was one of the famed swords that existed in myth.
It was also a cursed blade that, once drawn, would not return to its sheath without taking a life!
Holding Dáserting in hand, his golden armor flowed with dazzling brilliance