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Lilith looked at the human experts in the arena with an expressionless face, as if she wasn't interested in anyone.

However, her gaze was terrifying, even Chu Yi shivered upon seeing it.

In Lilith's pupils, Chu Yi couldn't find a trace of the aura of a living person.

She seemed like a walking god statue, completely devoid of human emotions.

Lilith was one of the Seven Holy Envoys of the Doomsday Tribunal; her origins were very peculiar.

It's said she was raised by the Human Race, and only left the human civilization society after reaching adulthood to join the Doomsday Tribunal.

Many high-level leaders of the Doomsday Tribunal doubted Lilith's loyalty.

Some even suspected she was a spy sent by the Human Race.

But in the subsequent dozen skirmishes, Lilith gained much recognition from the high-level members of the Doomsday Tribunal with her ruthless tactics.

This mutant girl, who grew up in human society, dealt with humans more brutally than any dark creature, leaving no room for mercy and no stone unturned.

In just under two years, Lilith became one of the Seven Holy Envoys of the Doomsday Tribunal, under one person but above thousands.

This wasn't just due to her rapid evolution, breaking through level ten psychic power, and obtaining formidable abilities.

It was also because of the irreconcilable hatred between her and the Human Race, which earned her admiration from the Pope.

Beside Lilith was a burly middle-aged man known as Black Emperor Samus.

This tall man had already broken through level ten psychic power.

In terms of maturity and seniority, he surpassed Lilith.

Among the Seven Holy Envoys, Lilith, Samus, and Chu Yi, as well as Eisel who died at Yang Fei's hands, were known as the Four Great Outer Gate Holy Envoys.

The other three Holy Envoys remained with the Pope and never stepped out of Doomsday City.

That mysterious Pope, in the past decade, appeared only once.

For the rest of the time, he was focused on cultivation inside the ancient castle.

No one knows to what terrifying degree the Pope's Martial Arts Realm has reached!

Several years ago, Great Wall Grand Scholar Mad Blade invaded the Doomsday Tribunal alone.

Facing thousands of psychic power experts, Mad Blade with his Fury of Burning Heaven left them helpless, forcing them to flee.

But at that moment, the Pope appeared.

He held a Dragon Head Cane and walked out of the ancient castle, seeming like a gust of wind could blow him away.

Yet, it was this decrepit, feeble old man who quelled Mad Blade's rampage.

After three rounds, Mad Blade was defeated and fled.

The Pope spat a mouthful of blood and returned to the ancient castle.

Since then, the Pope went into closed-door cultivation, and Mad Blade disappeared; this is the prelude.

Chu Yi, although the most promising talent with a bright future in the Doomsday Tribunal.

Facing Lilith and Samus, he always remained humble and courteous.

Otherwise, the rich but strong-filled Doomsday Prison would not fall under Chu Yi's management.

Unlike Lilith, Samus showed great interest in this beast fighting.

Samus kept betting.

In front of him, there was an iPad.

The screen was densely covered with the number tags of the experts participating in this beast fight.

Just number tags alone.

The names of these experts, their Martial Arts Realm, and their specialty cultivation techniques and strength were not marked, enhancing the fun of gambling.

Next to every table in the audience seats, there was such an iPad.

Any guest could conveniently scan and bet through the iPad.

Most of the bettors this time were high-level leaders from the Doomsday Tribunal.

Some were commercial tycoons who had invested in the Doomsday Tribunal.

Some were even Nobility from the Federation base New Moon City, who specially came over to watch the match.

In the territories governed by the Human Race, there absolutely would not be such thrilling and fun arenas.

For some Human Race Nobility.

The stimulation and the chance of earning big money, even at the risk, could not be missed.

Lilith's eyes were half-open and half-closed, her skin white like transparent glass, possessing a faint jade-like quality.

From Samus's angle, Lilith no longer looked like a living person.

Samus always treated Lilith like a younger sister.

But ever since her return from New Moon City, she had developed an aura of invincibility that could only be worshiped.

Sometimes, Samus would have an illusion.

As if the Lilith before him, seemingly within reach, had transformed into a legendary deity overlooking all life.

Divine might like a prison!

Other people in the audience seats eagerly looked at the iPad, with numbers and names scrolling by.

The warriors or special ability creatures entering the arena only had number tags; everything else was a secret.

Betting money on a number tag, to earn big or lose it all, was left to fate.

Some spotted the Mars King in the crowd and immediately exclaimed.

"Didn't expect the Mars King to make a move, who is he planning to kill this time?"

"Oh my, can anyone tell me what Mars's number tag is?"

"Who the hell knows?! If I knew, I'd be rich."

"He's staring at that fat guy; could it be his enemy?"

"Bah, how could that fat guy be a match for Mars? He could smash him into mush with one slap."

...

Amid countless exclamations, with all eyes watching.

Slim and silent Mars stepped towards Yang Fei step by step.

Illusory's eyes behind Mars seemed like hawks fluttering over Yang Fei, as if looking at a corpse.

Besides Illusory, behind Mars were five or six martial arts experts.

They surrounded Mars, maintaining silence just like him, their expressions cold.

In the entire arena, these five or six people almost captured everyone's attention.

Whether watching for fun or gambling, all eyes were focused on Mars and Illusory and others.

Yang Fei's face showed a signature look of confusion, seemingly unaware of who Mars was.

Such a fat man, it felt a bit unscrupulous to target him.

After all, one shouldn't attack a smiling face, and the fat man's honest and simple demeanor made one feel guilty bullying him.

Mars reached Yang Fei and silently stared at the fat man.

He resembled a leading wolf, fixated on his prey, stubborn, fierce, yet patient.

The fat man looked dumbly at Mars and also saw Illusory behind him.

Mars frowned, sizing up the fat man.

He couldn't understand how this guy with an unremarkable Qi-Blood managed to paralyze Illusory?

Looking at the fat man's simple face, Mars felt the harsh words he prepared were unnecessary.

Speaking harsh words to such a fat man felt like preaching to the deaf.

He held out three fingers to the fat man and said blandly.

"Three minutes. If you can endure for three minutes, I won't kill you."

The fat man looked foolishly at Mars.

Just as Mars expected, the fat man's face remained full of confusion, seemingly not understanding Mars's words at all.

After speaking, Mars turned and left.

He didn't notice how the fat man's dull face gradually revealed a deeply meaningful, sinister smile.

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