Chapter 807 The Death Monarch

Everyone was teleported to the demon land's competition space. The space here would continuously shrink as the number of participants changed, and the terrain within would become increasingly dangerous over time. This was also to ensure that the competition ended as early as possible.

After all, the audience outside couldn't wait for days and nights. The competition inside had to end within a few hours.

Each person was randomly teleported to a location, and then the battle began.

After Zhou Yan was teleported in, he looked around. There were seven enemies around him, and more enemies further away.

These enemies also looked around. One of them was the first to attack the others. Two bursts of energy clashed with each other. The energy shockwaves affected others. Some joined in, and some chose to leave.

More and more people were drawn into the fight. Some were purely looking for fun, not just here to compete.

Others were here for the thrill of killing, enjoying the pleasure of eliminating others.

Some were specifically here for the competition rewards, even forming teams to use their collective strength to eliminate other opponents and claim the rewards.

These were things that Niu Ren had told Zhou Yan. He had been here for a long time, seen all sorts of people, and witnessed those who cheated or even hunted others for various rewards.

Smart people would investigate their targets before attacking. Some attacked without investigation, as anything could happen.

Zhou Yan stood proudly in the void, hands on his hips, simply watching others fight, appearing completely uninvolved.

Zhou Yan didn't dodge either; he stood there openly, as if watching a play. This displeased one of the participating lords. He felt Zhou Yan was too arrogant, and he found people like that very annoying.

If he was annoyed, he would act. The lords here needed to eliminate opponents. He took out a magic staff, a spiritual artifact-grade magic staff.

A spell emerged from his mouth, and a giant dark creature emerged from some dimensional world. It was a dark dragon, and its profession was a summoner, a dark-aligned summoner at that.

Such a profession, in this environment, had certain advantages. This place was filled with dark attributes and the violent energy of demons.

Furthermore, with the summoner profession, if one was powerful enough, a single person could summon an army of thousands, though this would consume a lot of magic power.

This summoner was clearly a powerful one, as the dark dragon he summoned had reached the ninety-eighth heaven in cultivation, possessing considerable strength.

The summoner rode the dark dragon and chanted another spell. Dark magic was unleashed from him, and dimensional spaces were opened, from which emerged skeletal dragons the size of small carts.

These dragons, under the control of the dark summoner, directly attacked Zhou Yan.

"Brat, you're so arrogant. I'll make you the first to be eliminated!" the dark summoner sneered.

This was a combat space. Death meant immediate elimination outside; only the last person could leave this space alive.

Zhou Yan naturally saw the skeletal dragons rushing towards him, but he remained unmoved, still standing there like a wooden post, letting the swarm of skeletal dragons attack him.

People outside also saw this scene and laughed, "This guy is so arrogant. If I were inside, I'd be the first to attack him."

"People with strength are called show-offs; those without strength are called clowns. We'll soon see if he's a show-off or a clown."

"A dark summoner, and he seems to be at the ninety-eighth heaven. With his strength, he should be able to summon more than a dozen summoned beasts at the ninety-eighth heaven or above, right?"

"He's not that foolish. If he summoned so many at once, wouldn't he be targeted by others first?"

Ye Bufan also heard the people nearby express their dissatisfaction with Zhou Yan, and he affirmed their sentiments, saying, "This brother is absolutely right. Such an arrogant guy should be severely beaten."

"As expected, heroes think alike. I'm looking forward to seeing this scoundrel torn to shreds by those dragons," said a young man nearby.

"I'm also looking forward to seeing that scene. It will be wonderful," Ye Bufan added.

Niu Ren: ∑(o_o;) ???

Niu Ren was stunned when he heard Ye Bufan's words.

Weren't Ye Bufan and Zhou Yan good friends?

Why did he seem to wish Zhou Yan dead?

Best friends, best friends, does that mean you wish the other person dead?

Niu Ren suddenly understood.

In the combat space, the skeletal dragons rushed towards Zhou Yan and engulfed him.

"Hmph, I thought there was something special about him, but it's just this?" The dark summoner, seeing his attack engulf the opponent, was disdainful, looking contemptuous.

However, after the dark summoner's attack dissipated, he suddenly discovered that Zhou Yan was completely unharmed, while a considerable number of his summoned skeletal dragons were lost.

"Oh, I underestimated you!" The dark summoner was indeed a little surprised but didn't seem to care. He chuckled slightly, opened the dimensional space again, and summoned even stronger summoned beasts.

A dark lord exuding a heavy aura of death, with six pairs of wings on its back, two pairs of fiery red Netherfire eyes, and clad in black armor emitting black flames.

Moreover, this dark lord wielded a scythe of death, emitting a faint glow. It was a spiritual artifact, and the armor it wore was also a spiritual artifact, but it was only a single piece of armor, with no other equipment.

The aura of the dark lord was powerful, as if it had emerged from hell. With a spread of its bone wings, it transformed into a black meteor. The dark lord raised the scythe of death it held, unleashing a monstrous aura of death.

"Whoosh!"

The dark lord arrived before Zhou Yan, swung the scythe of death, and brought it down towards Zhou Yan. The aura of death formed a sea of death, completely engulfing Zhou Yan. The terrifying aura of death completely swallowed Zhou Yan.

"You should be dead now, right?" The dark summoner looked at his summoned dark lord with great confidence. This was a dark lord that had reached the ninety-sixth heaven, one of his strongest summoned beasts.

But a strange energy shield appeared. The terrifying attack unleashed by the dark lord, after landing on it, actually spun around and flew back towards the dark lord itself.

Everyone was stunned, never expecting such a result. The attack spun around and flew back. What kind of ability was this?