Hyper-Dimensional Player

Watching the Balrog enter a combat stance, the demon audience around was extremely excited. In the corner, hidden from view, were evil spirits from the lower planes, even undead liches. They were all here for entertainment, as the territory of the Dark Monarch had trade dealings across the entire lower plane.

——Fiery Body!

Centered around the Balrog, blazing flames spread in all directions. It was immune to lightning, poison, and fire damage, resistant to all magic, and highly resistant to elements. Accompanied by a sharp scream tearing through the air, the Flame Whip lashed towards Duncan in an instant.

Boom!

The ground split open with a gash over ten meters long, flames scorched the earth, and amidst the exploding sparks in the sky, Duncan’s figure flickered past, directly evading the attack range of the Flame Whip.

The Balrog possessed a strength of 35 points, and the Abyssal Evil Flame before him was an advancer, meaning its strength would only be higher.

The massive demon wings stirred up a violent gale.

The Balrog exhibited a ferocious offensive that belied its size. Its Flame Whip swept across while it wielded a greatsword over three meters long with one hand, the surrounding flames gradually tainted with the demon sorcerer’s evil flames, sealing off Duncan’s movement space from physical to magical boundaries.

"Is dodging all you can do?"

"Draw your sword!"

"Let me see if you have the right to use the Balrog’s Beheading Sword!" The Abyssal Evil Flame let out a deep growl.

Boom!

This sword strike descended as if splitting mountains and rocks, its power far exceeding the six-armed snake demon encountered before.

The elite among the Tanari demons, the Balrog had incredibly strong innate advantages.

"Whether I’m qualified or not, it’s not for you to say."

Duncan’s figure dropped from a height of over ten meters, he stared intently at the Balrog not far away, a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth. The next second, a thorny long whip appeared in his left hand, its surface flowing with a fine gold luster.

Wow!

Boom!

The entire Death Arena erupted into a frenzy, countless demons looked fanatically excited. It was the first time they saw someone intending to fight the Balrog with a Beheading Sword against a Beheading Sword, and a Long Whip against a Long Whip.

"Could he be the illegitimate child of the Balrog and some mortal?" an Enchanting Demon trembled with fervor.

Humiliation!

This was sheer humiliation.

Too arrogant!

The Abyssal Evil Flame roared, its eyes turning crimson. Even the Flame Whip was dyed with dark purple magic flames. It fiercely swung the Flame Whip, activating its entangling ability, but unexpectedly, Duncan’s fine gold long whip also lashed out instantaneously. The two whips entangled with each other, and soon it was like a tug-of-war, the two figures locked in a stalemate.

This was the most terrifying aspect.

The Abyssal Evil Flame had a strength attribute exceeding 35 points and an advanced profession, while Duncan was only a half-demon, his size considerably small in comparison, yet the two could still remain in a standoff.

"——Entangle: The Balrog’s Flame Whip can entangle opponents like a capture net. Once the whip hits its target, they must engage in a strength contest with the Balrog. If the Balrog wins, it can pull the target into its fiery body, keeping the entangled target pressed against the Balrog’s body until they can break free of the whip’s hold."

Long whip?

Sorry.

Recently, Duncan had been cutting down enemies using long whips the most.

During the contest between the two, although the difference in strength was minor, Duncan was evidently better at whip techniques, as he managed to intercept the opponents Flame Whip by striking later yet arriving first.

Thanks to the Goddess of Torment, her followers indeed mastered the use of the whip.

Duncan did not like to stalemate!

Roar.

With a ferocious roar, the Balrog’s expression changed drastically, as its massive body was slowly dragged forward by Duncan, leaving a meter-deep trench on the ground.

Power suppression!

The entire arena plunged into dead silence, followed by a roaring cry of amazement. Countless demons looked startled, witnessing a half-demon bestowing his barbaric power to suppress a leading figure of the Tanari demons, the Balrog.

How could this be?

Could this half-demon’s strength actually be greater than mine?

Frenzy?

Is he a Berserker?

The Abyssal Evil Flame’s expression shifted slightly, releasing the grip on its Flame Whip instantaneously, flapping its massive demon wings to take flight. It wielded its Flame Demon Greatsword with both hands, launching a powerful cleave. If overpowering the enemy wasn’t possible, it would rely on its advantage in size to launch an even more aggressive attack.

Flame traced across the sky.

The moment Duncan swung his fine gold long whip, he ensnared the Balrog’s Flame Whip towards it.

Its demon wings became instantly bound, the previously aggressive assault shifted, resulting in a moment’s discordance. Duncan seized the opportunity, kneeling before springing, and in the next moment it was only a shadow piercing the air, accompanied by a sword light resembling blood-red flames. The Abyssal Evil Flame let out a howling cry of pain, its Flame Demon Greatsword whipping about chaotically.

Yet, Duncan’s figure had already landed back on the ground.

Tap.

He faced away from the Balrog behind him, unhurriedly turning around.

Boom!

Amidst the swirling dust, the Balrog’s form plummeted, and when it struggled to get back up, its enormous demon wings behind it had been cleanly severed.

This signified it had lost the agile maneuverability of flight.

On the stands.

The Dark Monarch’s expression shifted slightly, as did the expression of the wolf-serpent demon beside him, marked by utter gravity. The opponent’s sword was too swift; if he was this fast when wielding a Balrog’s Beheading Greatsword, one could only imagine how fast he would be with other weapons.