My life can't be a harem game!

"Go on!"

The last roar might not be the loudest, but it was the quickest response from every audience member. Such responses came in waves, one after another, making Dio's face turn ashen and several of his teeth broken.

"Just bread!"

These words came out from between his teeth. His face was grim and he had lost his composure at the beginning because of the Archangel's indulgence. Without any warning, a gust of wind blew past him...

A smiling mask suddenly appeared in front of him. It was the archangel of mankind who came before him!

"Bread can also teach you how to be a man, Dio."

Then, a heavy punch hit Dio's neck, followed by his shoulder, chest, arm, stomach...

Those were heavy attacks that the vampires could not avoid with their nerve reaction abilities. Each attack would literally break the bones and muscles that supported their body parts, and each attack would literally give them the heaviest punch.

Without the ability to stop time, he would have fallen backwards after the first punch, but how could the archangel let the opponent escape from his attack range? After throwing a punch, the other hand pulled him back, and before he could completely hit his body, he threw another punch...

One blow after another, as continuous as the waves!

Unable to pronounce his moves, and even his brain was in a state of shutdown due to the heavy attack, Dio felt his body being slowly hammered into pieces, slowly starting to change shape, and finally the wound on his abdomen suffered a fierce whip kick, and his body broke into two halves and flew into the sky... This was undoubtedly a stupid move!

It can be repaired in time!

As long as you use that move, six seconds is enough for you to repair yourself and get away!

Just as Dio was about to regroup and fight back, the Archangel took a strange pose with a black iron rod in his hand. With a strange cry, a long black creature emerged and rushed towards him...

What I can remember is not clear, but that sentence is so clear to me!

"Dragon God's stick!"

257. The grim situation

The black, illusory Eastern dragon bit Dio, and his body was instantly cut into pieces. However, at the last moment, Dio still used his limbs to block the attacking dragon.

Saved his life but lost the game!

This was an insult and a shame for Dio. Only his head was left outside the court, symbolizing the official end of this game.

humiliation!

This is the deepest humiliation!

Dio's eyes were wide open, his lips were bitten and some blood was oozing out, he didn't roar, nor did he say anything to ask the other party to be more careful. Such behavior had no effect at all except making him look more like a lost dog.

"Bread, remember this, I will definitely kill you!"

Dio lost all consciousness and fell into a deep sleep. No matter how strong the vitality of the vampires is, after losing the body parts below the neck, they will not be able to support the normal metabolic functions of the body and will fall into a state of suspended animation.

No one cares about a loser who falls off the stage, just like no one cares about the fallen leaves on the roadside. Losers are not qualified to get any attention!

Click, click, click...

A pure white werewolf appeared next to him, with only a head left. It slowly picked up the head that had fallen beside the arena and before several ghost guards noticed and surrounded it, it flashed into the spectator passage next to it and quickly disappeared.

"Someone picked up Dio's head, go chase him!"

Such shouts did not cause any ripples. For the audience who were cheering for the winner wholeheartedly, it would be better to look more at the victorious strong man and feel his strength instead of caring about the loser's fate.

"The winner of this competition is this strong human archangel. It seems that there are really many hidden talents among humans!"

Harpy soared in the sky, using the power of the wind to make crisp sounds, but the cheers from the millions of spectators below seemed even louder, causing her to float in the air with her face twitching and unable to speak.

The role of the host is to better stir up the atmosphere of the stadium, but the current situation is not worth mentioning. This is already the peak atmosphere, and any further stimulation is just redundant.

I really became a superfluous person...

The harpy floating in the air looked a little bad and was unable to speak. Fortunately, a violent vibration stopped everyone's shouting. The huge figure stood up from the spot, and the air it brought made the earth shake all of a sudden.

"Well done, congratulations."

After saying this, Ghost King Paulie punched in one direction, causing the air to collapse. The sonic boom vibrated to the limit and directly hit an open space. After the violent explosion, a black creature was knocked out, shaking in the air, and then exploded...

"But it seems like there are a lot of creatures that shouldn't exist watching us."

The creature that was suddenly punched by the ghost king was in the shape of an assembly line, with black scales all over its body and only one blood-red eye on its triangular head...

Because it has been so long, it is impossible to accurately say what the identity of this creature is among the demons, but one thing is certain, it is a demon, a devil!

In a small villa on the outskirts of Ghost King City, a beautiful black-haired woman appeared in the shadow of Lu Fengxian. She was not unfamiliar with the demon who was killed by a punch on TV, and she described his characteristics one by one.

"The evil eye tribe of the demon clan can reflect fierce evil eye rays from their eyes. At the same time, the crystals in their brains allow them to remember all the scenes they have seen. They are one of the few recorders and scouts in the demon clan."

It's not just her Shadow Demon clan that covets the throne of the Demon King. As long as they are demons, any king of any branch that is even slightly ambitious will have designs on the throne of the Demon King. No matter how they try to conceal this, it will be of no use.

Endless glory, countless treasures, and various beauties that each race pays tribute to every year...

Although his strength is the same as that of the subhumans, his concepts are the same as those of humans, and the social system is dominated by men. So at the beginning, the Shadow Demon Duke didn't want to become a woman at all, because that meant that he might be raped by the government or pressed on the bed. In short, from all angles, he really should become a man. But now it's like this, it's really...

However, things have developed to this point and there seems to be nothing I can do. There are only two ways for women in the demon clan to improve their status the fastest. One is to be very powerful in their own strength, and the other is to be able to cling to a strong enough man...

The former was originally quite confident. After all, he had killed many leaders of demon races with his dagger in the art of assassination. Although there were elements of sneak attacks in it, he relied more on his own strength.

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Ever since he met Lu Fengxian, he began to gradually doubt his own strength. It was common for him to be suppressed by his aura and unable to move. Sometimes, he really felt like a chick that had just been born and did not even have a chance to fight with the opponent.

I don't understand how the other party could do such a thing, but there is only one thing that is certain...

He is stronger than me, much stronger than me!

Especially the one day when his body was completely distorted into that of a female with just one sentence. It may not be appropriate to say this, but that has probably reached the level of a god in the traditional concept, right?

Tell him all the information in exchange for your own safety and status. The most common thing in the demon world is betrayal. Not to mention betraying one's own forces, one can betray one's own race at any minute if it is for one's own benefit!

Everything is for myself, nothing is better than myself!

"Ms. Shadow Demon, you seem to have been in his shadow for a long time. Could you please come out?"

Neil has always known about the existence of this shadow demon. He has always sensed some inhuman aura around Lu Fengxian, but he didn't expect it to be a shadow demon. If it hadn't been for the incident with the Dragon Mother, he wouldn't have known the true identity of the inhuman aura. It was actually lurking in his shadow every day. It looked like a shadow demon with a very oriental temperament!

If it was a rough and sturdy man, of course he would not say anything, but if it was a beautiful girl, he would have an opinion. After all, Neil knew what a man looked like. Even if it was a flower made of diamond, he would go outside to smell the wild flowers when he got tired of playing with it, not to mention someone like him who was easy to get along with.

It's not that I'm unattractive or anything like that, the real problem is that I love him too much. If I try to make myself look cool and aloof, I will collapse before he really falls in love with me.

There is nothing more painful than having the person you love hanging around in front of you but being completely unaware of your love. I can't stand that feeling.

Since I can't help it, then I simply won't help it. I will wholeheartedly put myself in a higher position. Even if those wild flowers come over, they will know that I am the one who is truly in charge!

"I can't do that. If I stay too far away from him, I'll die in every way."

Xu narrowed his eyes and said this. Although he had no knowledge of women's struggles, as one of the most powerful shadow demons, he could still feel the hostility of the succubus in front of him. To be honest, it was the first time he felt this type of hostility and it was quite fresh. However, as a woman, his instinct told him that he must not retreat now, otherwise it would be difficult for him to survive in the future.

I will die in many ways. The first thing that will be affected is that the strange symbols on my body will kill me immediately. Secondly, I will die of loneliness...

Mu Hanya knew better than anyone how unwelcome the demons were in this world. With the huge investment of the angels over the years, the demons had long been hated by everyone. Almost all the demon scouts previously sent over had fallen. Although she believed that her potential was stronger than those guys combined, she definitely could not spend her whole life alone.

What they say about killers being cold-blooded and ruthless is bullshit. People become killers for money, honor, or power. If someone is truly cold-blooded and doesn't care about anything, how could he do such a thing?

They have more desires than anyone else, care more about themselves than anyone else, and are darker than anyone else. As innate killers, the Shadow Demon Clan often has all kinds of weird habits, and having sex with women is the most common. Most of them are cruel and brutal, and torture themselves crazily...

"Well, okay, I understand you."

There was a flash of coldness in his eyes, and Neil nodded and said understandingly. Without lingering for too long, he went straight to the bathroom to change his wet panties first. It felt really weird to talk like this.

"Tsk tsk, Master, you are really guilty of many sins."

After Neil left, Mu Hanya relaxed and winked at Lu Fengxian. Having investigated the human world, she knew what kind of status Neil held in the human world. How could the person who could make such a person love her to death actually be her master...

"I do not understand."

Rolling his eyes, Lu Fengxian of course knew what Mu Hanya meant. As expected of a shadow demon who once had the idea of being a man, he felt quite comfortable with this flattery.

I don't really understand why a popular Asian star like Neil would like me, but as a man, I can't see too much. In fact, as long as she really likes me, nothing else matters.

Different from the calmness and composure on Lu Fengxian's side, there was some commotion at the scene after the Ghost King threw that punch. However, it was much calmer than the fight between the Demon King and the Archangel. Almost no one showed an expression of surprise. Almost every demi-human showed an expression of "so that's it" and then continued to sit down, pack up and prepare to go back to rest.

It's not their fault for being too indifferent. After all, they've even seen the fight between the Demon King and the Archangel. It's really hard to get excited about this farce where a demon soldier spies on the match and is beaten to death by the Demon King. People without brains can't get excited, but people with brains can probably think about it and know that now that the Demon King has been defeated, it would be strange if the other side didn't send out a few spies...

Mind your own business. This statement is applicable even to demi-humans. No demi-human would worry about whether the demons will attack. Humans may be quite afraid of the demons' attack, but in the eyes of demi-humans, it is just a new round of war. Only in war can real heroes emerge. This is of only benefit to them and no harm.

After cleaning up the demon that was killed by the Ghost King's punch, the second game continued immediately after the first one.

Although the competition has been rescheduled, the overall time cannot be changed at will. You must know that this competition that happens once every two hundred years is sacred and cannot be desecrated. It can only be carried out with the consent of all the kings of the ten major races. Although it may not be good to say this now, not every one of the ten major races has the time and energy to sit on the throne for a month waiting for the first place to appear. This is not realistic.

The elves need time to go back and perform the natural festival, the dragon people are about to sleep, and the blood race wants to go back to recuperate after suffering a heavy blow...

The angels, in particular, when they learned that the Demon King and the demons seemed to have the possibility of returning to the human world, they immediately wanted several archangels to withdraw back to heaven to take charge of the situation and be ready to fight the demons to the death at any time.

Fortunately, they were stopped. Otherwise, there wouldn't be even one Archangel left, and they would just be left with an empty frame. Even if they were stopped, only two would be left...

There are two purposes for staying here. One is to wait for the strongest male to appear. After he combines with the angel, he will breed a brave man. The second is...

"This is obviously playing dumb."

Gabriel said with a smile, his blue eyes staring at the tall ghost king who had just killed the evil eye, "He couldn't possibly not know whether there are demons in his own ghost king city. Whether it's the previous demon king or the evil eye just now, they are all..."

"Don't say so much, Gabriel. It's possible that we misunderstood."

Waving his hand to stop her from continuing, Saint Defen's last words in defense of the Ghost King were full of murderous intent. Any existence that is hostile to God cannot exist. Since it cannot exist...

"But if it's not a misunderstanding, then let us diligently purify him!"

258. Because He is a Demihuman Gangvale

This world is full of the concept of violence. It is everywhere, filled with anger, fanaticism, bloodthirstiness, madness... The darkest and most instinctive desires of human beings are the easiest to provoke. Demi-humans are no exception. From a certain perspective, they are even more easily provoked.

Advocate violence and blood!

Humans would hide these emotions, but the subhumans would not. They admired this very much, so now they would not hide them, but roar and cheer to their heart's content to celebrate this grand event which takes place once every two hundred years.

This statement may sound arrogant to me, but...

“My fans are so enthusiastic.”

Standing in the spotlight, Lu Fengxian squinted his eyes and murmured softly, there were two contestants next to him, and coincidentally, both of them were familiar to him...

One is a pervert in black whom he had seen in the human world, a man who might become his disciple in the future.

The other one is the first male minotaur encountered in the demi-human world, Gambale!

The former doesn't even know his name, but the latter is now famous and is regarded by many viewers as the rising star of the Minotaur tribe, who has eliminated the sea tribe and fishmen from the top ten tribes...

At this point, many people may wonder why the last three people are here? Are they going to have a big fight like the first game?

The answer is obviously not like that. In fact, the reason for gathering together this time is just to let all the sub-humans see what the three males who entered the finals look like and draw lots...

Luck is also a form of strength!

There have been too many unexpected events, and each one has led things in a stranger direction, until it finally became what it is now.

"Two humans..."

Because of this sentence, most of the demi-humans looked embarrassed. The only minotaur was banished to the cold palace by the entire demi-human race thousands of years ago because he went berserk and killed people everywhere. Almost no demi-humans understood or helped him, and they basically treated him with indifference.

There's something a little off, whether it's humans or minotaurs, it feels like the whole screen is filled with awkwardness.

He was five meters tall, with hideous muscles all over his body, and his hair was like steel needles standing up straight to the sky. His rough face had strong and resolute features, and his body was covered with scars. Every breath he exhaled formed a long white column of air...

"First of all, I must congratulate you, three brave and strong males. Now you are only one step away from the strongest throne."

Folding his arms, Ghost King Paulie spoke in a very majestic manner. The three people in front of him, and even the audience sitting in the audience seats, felt as if they were suppressed by something at the first moment, and their hearts in their chests were about to stop beating.

"But even if it's just one step away, the difference of this one step could be a world of difference. What I can see, and what the ten major clans that I represent can see, is only the strongest, only the first place, no second place!"

His dull voice echoed in the air again and again, clearly and plainly explaining his views on the strongest male. As a king and a senior, he explained to the three people in front of him how huge the difference between the first and second place was.

Of course, it is impossible to convey all the information at once just by explaining. The real seduction still starts with questioning.

"What do you want to do? What do you want to achieve if you get first place?"

It was an inquiry in a very simple tone, just like a daily chat between family members, but anyone with a little bit of common sense would know that this inquiry was simply a confirmation and temptation.

You can do whatever you want, as long as you get first place you can get what you need.

"I want my family to have a better life, schools, hospitals, churches, stores selling human products, no more restrictions on me, no more demands on our race!"

The one who said this was Gangbalie, his eyes widened with anger, bloodshot in them, and his body was covered with shocking scars. Although they were not so obvious due to his job change to become the Earth-Shaking Divine Bull, the scars here and there on his body still well explained everything he had endured and encountered since joining the competition.

No one had ever thought highly of him. In this competition, his strength and background were undoubtedly the lowest. From beginning to end, no one had ever thought highly of him. Even against the weakest enemy he met at the beginning, he had to risk his life in order to barely defeat him.