My life can't be a harem game!

The demihumans violated the rules, and some young demihumans saw human technology for the first time. The huge floating screen was, in a way, proof that the demihumans had surpassed humans in terms of technology.

No demi-human would have any questions or objections to this technology. They have been using the convenience brought by this unknown technology for thousands of years as usual and have not stopped until today.

The noise never stopped. For most of the demi-humans, the match that happens every 200 years is a once-in-a-lifetime match. Watching and cheering, and even shouting loudly before the match even starts, is a kind of enjoyment...

It is an experience that only happens once in a lifetime, and it is really rare to experience. Three hundred years of life is a bit long, so long that one can experience things that are unimaginable for humans many times without any problem. For ordinary people, it is possible to experience dying three or four times, which is a rare experience in a lifetime. However, in this competition, most sub-humans can only experience it once, and those who are lucky will experience it twice. With such a tight opportunity, how can you not experience it to the fullest?

The warm atmosphere, the cheering crowds, the surveillance cameras all over the venue, the audience seats fully stocked with everything from drinks to food, there was nothing to fault about this unprecedented match!

Apart from.....

host.

Yes, it was the host. How could there not be a host in such a grand event? This was simply unbelievable! ?

Explain the current status of the battle and the identities of the players, and tease everyone's emotions at appropriate times to make them more immersed in it.

Perhaps in the human world, what is needed for the pure sound of sports competitions that are like playing at home is a host who is present here!

Such a large battle venue was specially built, but there is not even a host?

This is not impossible, but absolutely impossible...

Suddenly, it became dim. It was noon and the sky at the venue where the strongest male competition was just about to begin suddenly became dim. The sunlight that had been shining warmly on all the sub-humans present suddenly disappeared, leaving only deep darkness.

It should be impossible. Unlike the venue in the human area, there is no ceiling here. There is only a bright sunny sky. The sudden darkness is like pressing the fast-forward button for the day...

"Ding Ding~~~"

It sounded without warning, a sweet sound from nature, shining silently, a soft and brilliant beam of light...

A jade foot in black high heels stretched out first, and the pearl-like toes were so tempting under the light, followed by thighs, skirt, chest, and finally the innocent face with long light pink hair, dancing in the wind, like three thousand black hairs floating in the air, and the faint fragrance can be felt from a distance -

A shocking appearance. As a competition that only happens once every two hundred years, the host is so beautiful and charming...

However, compared to the girl's beautiful temptation, the demi-humans present were more surprised by this person's identity—

Former【Ajin Idol】.....

"Neil-chan!"

The crowd burst into loud cheers, and some of the demihumans' eyes turned red!

The popularity is unquestionable, and there are so many idols from the matriarchal sub-humans that they can't even be counted on one's fingers. It's not because their appearance can't meet your requirements, but because most of the female sub-humans who pursue strength are too much. They have no interest in the term "female idol" and most of them are fascinated by more powerful training methods.

Every time they appear, they are rare treasures, and every time they appear, they can gather a lot of popularity. Most female demi-humans are bisexual, and have no interest in becoming cute women themselves, but they are quite interested in demi-humans who become cute women...

When he officially announced his retirement from the demi-human world and became a human idol of demi-human origin in the human world, the hearts of countless ardent fans were shattered.

I will never worship Neil again in this life...

I hate Neil the most!

Even if I jump off a 20th-floor building, I will never worship Neil again!

Now, however...

"Neil Neil woohoo!"

"I'm so glad to see you again, Neil-chan!"

"Have you finally decided to come back?"

Most of them are women, but there are also quite a few men. Charming demi-humans always have their admirers.

One becomes two, two becomes three...

Once there is the first call, there will be a second call. Once there is a third call, a fourth person will follow and shout along.

A few enthusiastic voices were enough to make the entire battlefield echo with the name 'Neil-chan'.

That's why they like to show up in large venues, and that's why they want to constantly increase their public exposure. The current situation is the most typical!

"I love you guys Neil is back, do you like it!?"

She was wearing a hot black and red short skirt, the hem of which always seemed to be visible yet invisible from every angle, which was the exact opposite of a fighting arena without any covering!

"I love you, marry me!"

"Lily, I'm happy too, live with me!"

[Beep——! 】

Some discordant sounds mixed in among these voices are not a problem at all. Neil has encountered this situation many times. Compared with the darkness that the sub-humans can directly shout out in the venue, the darkness of humans is nothing.

Put some disgusting items in the gift bag, check your living address frantically, and occasionally your underwear will be lost... Of course, the last one Neil always puts some underwear of the fifty-year-old aunt who sweeps the floor at home to hang on the air, hoping that the thief will have a good dream.

Evil humans, crazy humans, obscene humans.

It was this human world, yet he finally chose it instead of the purer sub-human world. He abandoned everything in the sub-human world and plunged headlong into that filthy world without hesitation.

"All for you!"

Neil was dancing freely in the air, his eyes were dark and misty, facing hundreds of thousands of spectators, but at this moment his heart was filled with someone else.

If it weren't for a condition offered by the ghost clan that was so tempting, I would never come back to this place. It is a place full of my own helplessness and the bitterness of my race. It seems carefree but is actually an extremely heavy place.

"For you and your family, I will try my best."

With her hands gently opened, the pink charm on her body washed over all the creatures present like sound waves. No matter whether they were men or women, young or old, they were all tempted by the young succubus in front of them.

The temptation is not limited to distance, even the ten VIP rooms suspended more than ten meters above the ordinary sub-human seats are like this.

It is naturally impossible to sit together with ordinary sub-humans. It is an insult to their own strength and even more so to the honor of their own race. It would be a huge joke if they were attacked from behind by other sub-humans because of sitting together.

That is why there are ten huge VIP rooms hanging right above the venue.

"Boring succubus, you actually want to seduce me with this level of charm?"

Such a voice was heard from a VIP room that was floating above the venue. An elf was sitting in the room with his legs crossed, his green eyes full of disdain. While speaking, he took out a glass of fresh iced juice from the refrigerator beside him and began to taste it slowly, not caring about other things happening in the room.

For example, there was the succubus outside who was trying to seduce everyone, the subhumans who were making a scene below, and her sister who was pressing an elven slave girl under her crotch with an expressionless face beside her...

Yes, you heard it right and you did not see it wrong. The one who was pressing down the elf slave girl was actually your own sister, who was born three hundred years earlier than you and was the age of a young girl in human age. She was your own sister!

She has a very cool and beautiful face, green amber eyes that all women envy, slender and delicate arms, and snow-like skin...

A top-notch beauty can also be a top-notch slut!

"Oh, okay..." She frowned slightly on her cold face, and exhaled a breath of hot air from her beautiful red lips. After a moment of daze, she kicked away the elf slave girl who was all over her face and started to rub her green hair, saying with endless aftertaste, "Good technique, I've reached the peak..."

"......"

How shameless! Is this a demon or an elf?

The male elf next to her twitched his face and almost couldn't help but burst into cursing. He had no curiosity at all about his sister's mysterious area in front of him and was completely in a state of nausea.

It is precisely because of this sister that she has absolutely no interest in the women of the elven race, and is completely unable to be attracted by the young and immature Little Apple. I am very curious about what kind of people in the human world can write such things about sister complexes. A real sister is definitely different from the ones above!

Since he was a kid, he kept bringing different women to his room every day to start those weird activities, not caring whether it would leave a shadow on his mind...

After playing with the elf slave girl, she turned her head and looked at her brother, narrowing her eyes and teasing softly, "What's wrong? Are you still as lewd as before?"

"I'm not a YD." The male elf retorted through gritted teeth. It didn't matter who laughed at him, but he didn't want to be laughed at by this sister who had been suppressing him for a long time. If it wasn't for her, how could she have this problem?

"If you say it's not, then it's not." She smiled without saying anything. After sneering at him in a clear voice, she used her slender arms to pull another elf slave girl under her crotch and pressed her down. Her eyes fell into a hazy state again.

Damn it...

However, even in this situation, he couldn't attack the hateful woman in front of him. Unlike him, the girl in front of him was the next Elf Queen, a woman who was too loyal to her own desires, and also his sister.

Even though there are still at least three hundred years before he succeeds to the throne, it is only three hundred years, which is just a blink of an eye. If he does not want to be unable to survive in the elf tribe in three hundred years, he must be rational, he must be... rational!

........

No matter how popular Neil is, or how long the cheers last, the real main course still depends on the males participating in the competition!

The atmosphere was almost at its peak, and it couldn't be delayed any longer. After a certain instrument in his hand started to sound, Neil stopped and a smile appeared on his face...

"There are no sponsors, no rules, just attack as you please, and you lose if you stop breathing or your knees fall to the ground!"

Without holding any list, Neil suddenly jumped up from where he was standing, and brilliant light suddenly shone on the two solid doors made of pure steel from left to right...

Boom, boom, boom...

Before the light shone, the sound of violent impact was heard first, and two pairs of red eyes were faintly visible in it.

"Let me introduce you to the best contestant in the strongest male competition, the Devil's Crazy Bullhead!"

After a terrifying "moo" sound, a pitch-black minotaur that was more than twice as tall as a normal minotaur rushed out from one of the doors.

"Another one, a Titan troll."

There was also an explosion, but what rushed out was a terrifying giant who was over ten meters tall, with black magic patterns all over his body and huge fangs sticking out from both sides of his lips. He looked so ferocious, hideous and crazy.

[Magic Creatures]

It is said that it is a monster transformed by the curse of the God of Destiny, but in fact it is an ordinary creature that was mutated due to inhaling a large amount of the breath left by the demons.

Strength increases, speed increases, sanity disappears...

That's why they participated in the first game, and that's why they didn't need any protectors. According to the contents of the [World Agreement] thousands of years ago, creatures without reason are not considered under its protection, which means that even in front of so many demi-humans...

"Just give me someone who dies in a bloody way to warm up the situation." Sitting on the throne, the ghost clan's princess Omier said with a grin.

165. Ten Thousand People Fighting

I closed my eyes and waited for my turn. I thought it would be my turn soon, but I never expected that I would have to wait for an hour. I also never expected that the first two to fight on the fighting stage outside would be two demonized creatures. They had no rational reason and were fighting just to warm up the atmosphere...

A fight without skill, without reason, without conviction, not even a technique, a fight with nothing but blood.

“It’s unpleasant.”

Right below the audience, there was a surrounding contestant stand. Most of the ordinary contestants who were not selected sat here waiting for their chance to play. Waiting in one corner, Lu Fengxian was wearing a bright red men's cheongsam and a strange mask on his face. This outfit, which would definitely lead to questioning in the human world, was not noticed by anyone here.

The aesthetics of different races are completely different. For example, if you don't deliberately remember the other person's appearance, then they all look the same in your own eyes...

Dressing in a way that is quite conspicuous among humans is actually just normal here. After all, all the people who can see you are sub-humans, and they won't have any other thoughts at all.

The only things that need to be confirmed are gender and strength. Apart from that, no matter how you dress, or even if you are naked, people won't say anything behind your back... Of course, this is an exception for people of the same race. If you are walking naked on the street and get beaten up by someone of the same race who is stronger than you, then you won't even have a place to cry.

A prison for the weak, a paradise for the strong...

The only thing that limits you is your strength. If you have strength, nothing will limit you.

"This is truly the worst and best sub-human area."

With his arms folded, he turned his gaze away from the blood that was gradually covering the fighting stage and turned to the countless numbers and types of sub-human spectators in the seats. In just a few tens of seconds, he saw no less than thirty conflicts there. Quarrels were just minor matters, and the more intense ones would lead to physical fights.

There are no security guards at all, only cleaners who are responsible for sending the losers out after the fight...

The fighting was going on happily on the arena, and so was the fighting in the audience, which in a sense made the atmosphere even more lively.

"Moo!"

After a loud bull cry, the demon bull who was fighting the demon giant on the fighting stage seized an opportunity and directly scratched the demon giant's belly with his sharp horns. With a "splash", the demon giant's black blood and internal organs in his belly all flowed out. After a painful roar, the demon giant was knocked away by the opponent's next blow before he could cover the hole in his belly...

boom!

The sound of falling to the ground was heard, and the demonized giant did not stand up again. His breathing slowly disappeared, and his body temperature was also dropping. Finally, he turned into a corpse with residual warmth.

"Moo!"

With a long roar, the demonized bull-man rushed to the place where the demonized giant fell. Regardless of the wounds on his body, he grabbed the organs of the demonized giant with his hands and stuffed them into his mouth...

"Pfft!"

The smell of blood filled the entire place, and the strong-tasting scenes even made some subhuman women who were known for their violence frown, thinking it was a bit too much.

There is a reason why the demonized creatures are called taboos. Having lost their minds, they will only follow their own desires, and when their appetite has reached the limit, they can do anything.

"What about the unexpected atmosphere?"

Sitting on the throne, Omier noticed that the atmosphere in the audience was a little bad. She raised her eyebrows, grabbed the black giant axe that had been placed next to her, and twisted her neck that was stiff from sitting for too long...

"My Lady Princess, you can't go up. Let's wait for our ghost guards to take action!"

The maid who had been standing nearby hurriedly tried to stop her. As someone who had taken care of Aomi since she was a child, she knew that it was her turn to come out. If she didn't stop her, there was a high chance that the princess would rush out.

"Haha, how could such an interesting thing be given to the Royal Guards?"

Without any pause, she waved her hand to push away the maid who was blocking her way. Then, Omier jumped from her position and came directly to the fighting arena, confronting the demonized minotaur who was eating the demonized giant.

Perhaps he sensed her murderous intent, or perhaps he saw that the other party's delicate skin and tender flesh were obviously much more delicious than the rough skin of the demonized giant, the demonized minotaur stopped chewing and turned to look at Omi'er. He naturally used a clean arm bone in his hand as a weapon, and grinned hoarsely at Omi'er with drooling eyes.