The young girl, seemingly bewildered to her last breath, couldn't fathom why her life was suddenly being taken away.
She desperately clutched at her neck, trying to stem the flow of blood gushing from the wound.
But instead of spraying everywhere, the blood slowly streamed into the air, gathering into a sphere.
Her complexion grew increasingly pale as all the blood was drawn from her body.
The bodyguards standing nearby made no move to intervene; instead, they expertly dragged the fresh corpse aside and tossed it away.
A thick scent of blood pervaded the air, and everyone could see the floating sphere of blood.
The middle-aged man looked at the blood sphere with great satisfaction, then took a deep breath, savoring the faint scent of blood in the air, his expression growing even more radiant.
"This scent is much better, I must say. I was born with a liking for such things; perhaps that's what others would call a perversion."
The portly man next to him couldn't help but laugh heartily, his hands roaming over the two beautiful young women in his embrace.
Though the girls were somewhat frightened, they dared not show any displeasure, instead curling up coyly and smiling seductively as they snuggled into the man's embrace.
They knew better than anyone that the reason they were brought to this place was simply because they were considered attractive enough to catch the eye of this powerful man.
Otherwise...
Death was the only other certainty waiting for them.
Deep down, they were acutely aware that in the eyes of these men, they were merely playthings.
Being more beautiful, having a better figure might offer them a chance at survival, but ignorance could be as good as a death sentence.
"If you like, you can have these two as well," the portly man said with a smile.
The two young women in his embrace visibly shuddered but soon nestled even closer to him, more docile than before.
They were terrified, but what could they do?
They were nothing more than objects to be summoned or dismissed at will.
Even if they were to die here today, there would be no one to speak for them.
The middle-aged man laughed heartily, watching the sphere of blood floating in the air, occasionally shedding a droplet.
"Why scare the poor girls like that? Look how you've wilted these two flowers," he chided jokingly.
The portly man looked down at the two young women smiling gently.
"Are you two afraid of me?"
After all...
In this world, there were too many who harbored designs against him; if he took each one to heart, he would be exhausted to death!
His entire focus was now on Victor across from him.
Victor had completely lost his senses, showing no mercy whatsoever in his attacks.
In Victor's eyes, John was merely prey! The only thing on his mind now was to eliminate John.
He had become a killing machine—a machine devoid of emotion.
John barely had time to catch his breath before he saw Victor charging at him again!
Victor's speed was so fast it was like a blur, making it impossible to clearly see his movements.
John quickly dodged to the side, but the next second, a large crater suddenly appeared where he had just been standing.
There was no warning, no sound of attack, not even a ripple of MP—a crater that just appeared out of nowhere!
In the box, Silver Tear and Dark Fox's pupils dilated in shock.
"It's the captain's Spatial Collapse!"
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Meanwhile, the announcer started excitedly introducing the scene.
"My goodness, it seems our challenger is indeed very capable, managing to make the Immortal Messenger use his Spatial Collapse move! Remember, the previous supreme-tier challenger was defeated by this very move! Spatial Collapse crushed the challenger's limbs, rendering him disabled for life!"
"To think that this challenger has prompted the Immortal Messenger to use this move so early in the match, it's clear that he is not to be underestimated."
As the announcer continued, excitement surged among the crowd, and some were left in disbelief.
How could it be?
This person is just a gold-tier contestant; how could he possibly force the Immortal Messenger to use Spatial Collapse?
Could this man be hiding his true strength?
What is his real tier?
Can challengers now conceal their actual power?
Everyone was filled with questions, but at the same time, their gaze towards John started to change.
If this challenger could truly defeat the Immortal Messenger, then the legends of the underground city would be rewritten!