"Clang!" The God -God-Slaying Arrow, its Divine Power power exhausted, landed on the ground with a soft sound. This simple sound seemed to awaken the entire audience from their slumber.
"Someone has dared to interrupt the arena match!"
"Does he intend to challenge the authority of the Sovereign?"
"It's over. Not only is Deenmike going to die, but this guy won't escape either..."
All eyes turned to Andrew and Deenmike, and people began to whisper among themselves.
"Hahaha..." A loud laugh echoed from the otherwise calm Battle Arena.
"What's so funny?"
Andrew looked at the laughing Quasman and asked indifferently.
Under his intense gaze, Quasman took two steps back, then two more, until he reached the edge of the ring.
"What a terrifying gaze!" Quasman couldn't help but be shocked, even though he had anticipated Andrew's power.
"So what if he's powerful?" Quasman wiped the sweat from his face. "Anyone who dares to interfere with the battle on the Battle Arena, no matter how powerful, will die!" Quasman thought to himself, hoping to dispel his fear of Andrew with these words.
Pointing at Andrew, Quasman said, "In the Battle Arena, no one is allowed to interfere with the battle on the stage; this is a rule of the Sovereign! You just saved him, which violated the Sovereign's rule!"
"Hahaha..." Unexpectedly, Andrew burst into laughter.
"What's so funny?" Quasman asked.
Andrew glanced at him. "It's just a battle, how could it involve the supreme Sovereign? Besides, even if I interrupt this battle, so what? Would the Sovereign attack me?" After saying that, Andrew wrapped Deenmike in his Divine Power and was about to leave.
"Stop!" Quasman mustered his courage and tried to stop Andrew.
Andrew glared at him, his sharp gaze like Lightning, causing Quasman to collapse to the ground.
"You, you won't get away... Of course, the esteemed Sovereign won't intervene, but the Lord of the Bloodflame Prefecture will uphold the Sovereign's dignity!"
Quasman was not injured, because Andrew disdained to hurt him.
" The Bloodflame Prefecture Master? Very well, I'll be waiting for him!" Before the words were even finished, Andrew and Deenmike had already disappeared from the Battle Arena, leaving only Quasman on the arena.
Quasman, enraged, shouted, "You wait, you can't escape!"
The audience below was stunned. The development of events was completely unexpected, whether it was the fight between Deenmike and Quasman or the appearance of Andrew.
"He actually left!" someone whispered.
"Nonsense, if we don't leave, are we going to wait for the Lord of the Manor to come and arrest him?"
"Hmph, I don't think this man's strength is weaker than the Lord of the Manor. He even seemed to be challenging the Lord of the Manor just now," a thin young man said thoughtfully.
"Anyone can talk big. I could say I'd challenge the Lord of the Prefecture too." Someone nearby scoffed, seemingly very disdainful of Andrew.
Ignoring the comments of others, Quasman in the ring was nearing madness.
"Guards! Guards!" Quasman's voice echoed through the Battle Arena. After shouting twice, he took out a triangular token and slammed it to the ground. The token was blood-red, and its material was unknown. When it hit the ground, the palm-sized token made a heavy booming sound.
Less than a minute after the token landed, squad after squad of soldiers rushed into the Battle Arena. The soldiers had a powerful aura, and each one of them was Highgod.
"This is the elite contingent of the garrison!" Someone on the Battle Arena recognized the garrison soldiers and exclaimed in surprise. As the garrison soldiers surrounded Quasman, everyone couldn't help but speculate about Quasman's identity.
"Young Master..." A kind-looking old man landed beside Quasman in the ranks of the guards.
" Kutum, go and bring this man back right now!" Quasman growled in a low voice, though this time he was much calmer.
In the center of the ring, Quasman used his Divine Power to draw Andrew's image.
After glancing at the image, the old man Kutum nodded. He then gave the guards a look, and they understood and immediately withdrew.
"Don't worry, young master, it won't be long before this person is brought to the manor."
Quasman wore a cold smile, without a shred of doubt in his heart about the old man's words.
"Not only him, but everyone connected to him must be arrested!" At this moment, he thought of that figure who calmly faced his arrow in the arena.
Watching Quasman and the old man leave together, the remaining people in the Battle Arena looked at each other in bewilderment. They glanced around, but dared not discuss things as freely as before.
Everyone knew that this was a serious matter! Even the elite of the local guards had been mobilized, Quasman's status was definitely not low.
"Hopefully those two can escape." Many people left the venue, silently praying.
After leaving the Battle Arena, Andrew quickly reunited with the Emperor Wing Fiend, Herbert, and Bernistan.
After meeting, Andrew first thanked the Emperor Wing Fiend, having witnessed the Emperor Wing Fiend's earlier actions. Andrew himself hadn't expected the Emperor Wing Fiend to have such courage.
The Emperor Wing Fiend didn't say anything, just smiled and waved his hand.
Bernistan, standing nearby, was filled with worry. "Elder, we've broken the rules of the Battle Arena today. It won't be long before the Bloodridge Army and the Prefecture Army come looking for us... Should we leave here first?"
Herbert nodded in agreement. In their view, no matter how strong Andrew was, he couldn't defeat the army of the Sovereign. It would be better to take this opportunity to leave Bloodflame City. By then, the world would be vast, and it would be difficult for them to find them.
Andrew said, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. Stuart, we'll be separated soon. I'll take Deenmike, you take Herbert and Bernistan back to the castle. I'm entrusting my family to you."
Andrew didn't want to run away, but he also knew that what was about to happen would be troublesome. He didn't care about himself, but his family was still in the city, so he had no choice but to entrust them to the Emperor Wing Fiend.
The Emperor Wing Fiend, knowing his thoughts, said, "Don't worry." He then led Herbert and Bernistan back to the castle.
After they parted, Andrew turned to look at Deenmike, who still had a cold expression on his face.
"Come on, kid, be careful later." Andrew patted him on the shoulder.
Deenmike followed Andrew silently, completely unaffected by the incident, a mindset that Andrew greatly admired.
At this moment, in the very center of Bloodflame City, in a huge manor, hundreds and thousands of soldiers rushed in all directions, and soon the entire city was searched by them.
" Kutum, have you found him?" Quasman was anxiously waiting for news when he saw Kutum come in and quickly asked.
Kutum shook his head at him and carefully walked to another person in the room.
"My lord, we've searched the entire city but haven't found any trace of him. Could he have left the city?"
In front of Kutum stood a middle-aged man with blood-red hair, his eyes slightly closed. The man had a long, red beard, and at first glance, he looked like a burning flame, leaving a deep impression.
He is the Lord of the Bloodflame Prefecture, the infamous Asura of the Infernal Realm, Digelunsi!
Digelunsi sat there naturally, like a great mountain, immovable and majestic. His eyebrows were long, drooping to the corners of his eyes, giving him an aged appearance. In fact, he had indeed lived for countless years.
"Bring Shifu and the others back; the other side is not simple," Digelunsi said calmly.
Quasman was unhappy.
"Ancestor, they are causing trouble on the Battle Arena. This is challenging the rules set by the Sovereign. How can we let them get away with it?"
Digelunsi glanced at him and said, "Daring to make a move on the Battle Arena is a capital offense. However, this man is too strong; the guards alone cannot handle him."
Kutum was somewhat incredulous; he had never seen an enemy that even the imperial guards couldn't handle.
"Lord of the Manor, could the other party be some kind of Asura?"
Digelunsi said, "Even if he isn't, he's still a top-tier Seven-Star Fiend, and his soul power is terrifying. Just now, he transmitted his thoughts to me telepathically, but I didn't detect him. Based on that alone, we should be careful."
Quasman, however, didn't care. "Anyone who dares to challenge the rules set by the Sovereign, even if he's a powerful Asura, must die!"
Digelunsi stood up and said, "The rules of the Sovereign must, of course, be upheld. Kutum, in six months, Bloodridge Army Commander Youyindier will arrive in Bloodflame City. Be prepared to receive him."
Kutum's eyes lit up. "Lord, you mean...?"
Quasman also realized, "That's right! As the legion commander of the Sovereign, Youyindier naturally has the obligation to uphold the rules set by the Sovereign. If he's willing to take action, along with the ancestor, the other party won't be able to escape!"
Digelunsi praised, " Quasman, you're right. The reason I haven't made a move yet isn't because I'm afraid of him. However, if an Asura expert wants to escape, Bloodflame City can't stop him with its current strength."
"If he escapes and decides to take revenge, our Moli Clan will face a sneak attack from a powerful Asura. Except for me, all of you will be in mortal danger!"
Quasman and Kutum shuddered upon hearing this. Being targeted by a powerful Asura was probably worse than death!