"Queen Victoria? I don't know her..." Although separated by a door, the centaur captain could still discern the astonishment in the human male Yudian's voice.

"The message has been delivered, sir. Please allow me to take my leave!" The centaur captain, not wanting to get too involved, quickly withdrew.

"Wait a moment." The clear voice from inside the room, however, detained him. "Although I don't understand the meaning of Queen Victoria, I still thank you. As a qualified messenger, you can receive my reward! What do you need? Brave centaur, state your wish, as long as I can fulfill it, there will be no problem."

"Thank you for your generosity, I currently only wish to return home and reunite with my wife and children," the centaur captain bowed respectfully.

"Shari, centaur, one of the personal guards of Chaos Roar. Ten years ago, you were the deputy leader of the 'Sky Horse' bandit group, roaming between Satrica Forest and Ailu Grassland, committing crimes. Opposing the leader's slave trading, you fought a duel with the leader, but unfortunately lost miserably, leaving a deep scar on your chest. After the fairy alliance crusaded against the bandit group for their numerous misdeeds, the 'Sky Horse' bandit group disbanded, and you led a dozen loyal followers to join Chaos Roar, achieving several outstanding performances over the years, and three years ago, finally promoted to the eighteenth guard captain. Within Chaos City, you own five female slaves and twelve servants given by Chaos Roar. As for a wife and children, I really do not know about that!" The voice from inside the door was very soft.

"Huhuhu!" However, these words pressed down the centaur captain's back, drenching him in cold sweat.

Being just a guard captain, yet the other party had gathered so much detailed information about him. What would happen if it were Chaos Roar?

The centaur captain wanted to jump up, rush out, and hurry to Chaos Roar to warn him of the danger.

This mysterious human male Yudian is not simple; he must not be underestimated.

His purpose in Chaos City is still unclear, but judging by heart, it's definitely not goodwill. He, who came to Chaos City knowing its detailed intelligence, what he brings is likely a storm, not a song of friendship... Thinking of this, the centaur captain felt soaked in cold sweat.

"The severe injury ten years ago left a shadow in your heart, of course, your body has not recovered well," the voice from inside the room said warmly. "Shari, centaur, who has silently trained for ten years but made little progress, I can help you leap to the realm of Punisher, that is, a human Sky Warrior, truly turning you into a sky-soaring Pegasus... I can give you many things, anything that the fool Chaos Roar can't give you. Centaur Shari, do you want hope? I can bestow it on you!"

"No, please do not insult my lord, otherwise, I will execute my duty as the guard captain!" The centaur captain wiped his cold sweat, tremblingly said.

"Protecting its foolishness? Haha, Centaur Shari, following a lord who lives on women's bellies every day has no future. Maybe you hesitate because you think it is strong enough," the voice inside laughed heartily. "But, insignificant centaur, can you discern from the ground which towering mountain pierces the clouds higher? Do you know that there are conquerors atop those mountains? You do not know, you will not know! Captain Shari, think about my words after you leave!"

"Yes, please allow Shari to take his leave!" The centaur captain swallowed hard, suppressing the fear in his heart.

Now he knew the purpose of this human male Yudian.

He came for Chaos City.

He wanted to immediately report to Chaos Roar, but he also knew Chaos Roar wouldn't listen to him. If he told Chaos Roar, he might erupt in rage, throwing him out of his castle.

For a moment, the centaur captain felt like the only guard left in the entire Chaos City. The hidden Blood Wing King, Queen Victoria, Count Clark, and the Bone General were all coldly watching him, while this newly arrived human male was steadily advancing. If he didn't leave, the centaur captain felt he would go mad with fear!

Walking out in a daze, the centaur captain returned to his residence without realizing it.

Standing at his door was a dragonfly-winged female fairy.

"It seems Captain has delivered the message. What did the human male Yudian say?" the dragonfly-winged fairy asked.

"He, he said some other things, but didn't mention the matter of the appointment..." The centaur captain suddenly remembered, shocked. He had forgotten the most important matter and returned without confirmation, which seemed to spell big trouble now.

"His proud silence implies consent," the dragonfly-winged fairy said with a slight smile. "Well done, Captain."

Watching the happily fluttering away dragonfly-winged fairy, the centaur captain shivered inside.

The powerful Queen Victoria, second only to Chaos Roar, along with the mysterious human Yudian, could his dreadful guess become a reality? Impossible, right? Chaos Roar is one of the top ten powerhouses in the land of the seven races; how could anyone dare to target Chaos City?

Even the Wing Race wouldn't dare to easily offend Chaos City, so could the sky really be changing?

The sky rolled with dark clouds, seeming to foreshadow a sudden downpour, mirroring the centaur captain's mood.

...

Although Blood Wing King was provoked by the human male Yudian, he restrained himself, not reacting immediately or making any statement.

A whole day quickly passed.

The next day, the unique gladiator combat event of Chaos City in the land of the seven races was held as usual.

It's said that only the barbaric and brutal humans have such gladiator combats. Of course, in the City of Sin, slave masters imitate human world's bloody combats, sending their subordinates into the arena. The purpose, besides thrilling the residents of Chaos City, is to get them to spend more money on gambling.

The residents of Chaos City, usually hard to squeeze money from and claiming poverty, are extremely generous when it comes to gambling on gladiator combats. There are often rich tycoons who bet lavishly.

For the higher-ups, the greatest benefit of gladiator combat is to resolve daily grudges. Unlike human nobles who sit high and aloof, not participating in gladiator combats, in Chaos City, anyone can participate, including Chaos Roar himself. Anyone can challenge their target to a one-on-one death duel in front of tens of thousands of spectators.

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The winner immediately gains honor and wealth.

The loser immediately loses everything, including their life.

The death duels are so insane and thrilling, making the residents of Chaos City bet all their fortunes during the seven days of continuous combats. Some go from rags to riches overnight, and some wealthy individuals become beggars. Anything can happen in Chaos City without surprise.

The dark gambling odds are set at 100 to 1, betting that Blood Wing King will kill the human male Yudian in front of everyone.

Overnight, tens of thousands of people placed their bets.

Ninety-nine percent of people were betting on Blood Wing King's victory, with only a very few daring to gamble otherwise. They weren't betting on the human male Yudian's victory, but rather on how long he could last, with varying odds for lasting over three minutes. The odds of the human male Yudian defeating and killing Blood Wing King were staggeringly high at 12,500 to 1. Even the poorest beggar betting on this would become wealthy overnight if Yudian won. Such is the power of gambling, irresistible and more alluring than a goddess's smile.

As a captain of the guard, the centaur Shali arrived early at the gladiator arena. He noticed that the human male Yudian, contrary to rumors of fear, had booked a large box and attended punctually. His box was directly opposite Blood Wing King's, as if deliberately opposing him.

"Why are you still standing here, Captain?" a trusted subordinate of the centaur captain whispered, "It's too late if you don’t place your bets now!"

"Are you betting on Blood Wing King and the human male Yudian?" the centaur captain asked, grasping his subordinate's arm.

"No, don't be silly, my captain, your concerns haven't materialized. I might be dull, but I know Blood Wing King is a thousand, ten thousand times stronger than any human. I only bet on Blood Wing King, not on Yudian. Let that 12,500 to 1 odds go to hell!" Lao Li wanted to bet big but felt it impossible, feeling frustrated.

"Isn’t anyone betting on Yudian's victory?" the centaur captain casually asked.

"There are, of course, there are. Chaos City never lacks fools," Lao Li replied nonchalantly, "Several hundred people have placed small bets. Oh right, one idiot, don't know which crack in the door squeezed his brain, actually bet a hundred thousand gold pukes. My God, that guy must be crazy."

"What?" The centaur captain was taken aback, looking towards the distant human male Yudian, who was enjoying a feast in his box, seemingly indifferent to everything around him, even the murderous stares of Blood Wing King's subordinates. Today, Yudian hadn't brought a single guard, only accompanied by the female elf, the Mititi fairy, and the flower fairy.

"Captain, lend me some money. When I win, I’ll treat you..." Lao Li grinned, reaching for the centaur captain's wallet.

"Listen to me, Lao Li, if you want to win money, bet everything on the human male Yudian! You heard me right, I'm clear enough! Don’t let anyone know about this, go now!" The centaur captain handed ten more gold pukes to Lao Li.

"My God, Captain, you are the craziest gambler!" Lao Li felt it was like throwing money into the sea, but he couldn’t ignore the captain's orders.

The gladiator combat soon started, as bloody and brutal as ever.

Many slaves fought to the death under the watchful eyes, falling in pools of blood. Some slaves rejoiced, others raged and roared. Some challenged beasts, jointly attacking in groups of ten or dozens, but the beasts devoured them, with only a few escaping to the edge of the arena, only to be shot down by their masters, not rescued.

Only a few slaves, after sustaining injuries, managed to kill their opponents, earning honor and money.

They were the lucky few out of hundreds of slaves that night, and out of thousands who perished in training throughout the year...

The spectators weren't concerned about the slaves' lives or deaths; tonight's main attraction was between Blood Wing King and the human male Yudian. Everyone had placed heavy bets on these two, and the dark gambling ring gave people the greatest confidence that in the final battle, Blood Wing King would repay the humiliation Yudian had given him a hundredfold, meaning he would take action.

"At your service, my Lord," said Blood Wing King, speaking up after the gladiator event, at a time usually reserved for celebratory fireworks.

"East District Overlord Blood Wing King, I'm listening. You've earned my recognition for your abilities and been granted the role of East District Overlord. My fondness for you is the same as for the other three district overlords. I hope you will continue to entertain me," spoke Chaos Roar. His words, though unsaid, already indicated his support for Blood Wing King's next move.

"I am honored to entertain you, my Lord. Haha, I want to dedicate this battle to all who support me!" Blood Wing King flew out with his blood wings, hovering in the sky above the arena, laughing, "Human from the world of men, the human male, Demon Hunter Yudian from the human continent, I hope you understand my words. Come out! If you can last three minutes and then apologize to me formally, I might forget the past, as pride is worthy of respect among the strong. Everything depends on whether you have enough strength..."

"A challenge, is it?" All eyes turned to the human male Yudian, who stood up, stretched lazily, and said, "May I still place a bet? I bet on myself, a hundred thousand gold pukes! Of course, if the dark betting ring can accept and pay out more, I'm willing to increase the stakes!"

...

The human male Yudian's words caused an uproar. His arrogance was astounding. Who did this Demon Hunter think he was? Blood Wing King had surpassed the average human Sword Emperor and was incredibly powerful, yet Yudian completely disregarded him.

"Interesting..." Blood Wing King was taken aback, suppressing the rage in his chest and folding his blood-red eight wings, silently chanting magic amplifications.

Since his opponent was so confident, he had to be cautious and careful not to suffer a setback immediately, as even a victory in the end would result in a loss of prestige. Blood Wing King glanced at West District's Earl Clarke, who seemed to be smirking at his misfortune. He then looked at South District's Victoria Queen, mysterious, neither joyful nor sorrowful, inscrutable. As for North District's Bone General, he sent a magical message of absolute support.

Blood Wing King knew the Bone General was fickle, his support meaningless, but at least he didn't have to worry about him stabbing in the back like Earl Clarke and Victoria Queen, lacking the power to do so.

"Swooping Red Blood Decrease - Cross Kill!" Blood Wing King transformed into his most impressive Crimson Dragon Battle Armor. This armor, made from the skin of a slaughtered red dragon and enchanted by dozens of magic archmages, was second only to Chaos Roar's Demon King Suit. In his hand, the Fallen Angel Sword, once belonging to a four-winged angel he killed, had been transformed into the dark Fallen Angel Sword after demonization, becoming the strongest dark holy artifact in Chaos City, next to Chaos Roar's Thunder Axe and Victoria Queen's Snow Staff.

With this move, Blood Wing King believed that no one but Chaos Roar could withstand it.

He struck with full force, holding nothing back.

This was because Blood Wing King did not want a prolonged battle with Yudian, risking mutual destruction and giving Clarke and Victoria Queen an opportunity to exploit. The human male Yudian, no matter how strong or weak, would not be underestimated by Blood Wing King, a survivor of numerous life-or-death situations.

His past experiences escaping from the Winged Tribe Sky City and various trials had taught him to respect any opponent.

In Chaos City, Blood Wing King might not be the most diligent in practice, but he was certainly not lazy.

His sword qi and magic combined, transformed into a blood-red flying wing with a cross in the center, hurtling at breakneck speed towards the human male Yudian. Chaos Roar, watching this move, nodded slightly. He felt that while Blood Wing King had improved considerably, he could easily break this move himself and continued drinking without much concern.

Count Clark snorted. As the King of Vampires, although he is called a count, that was a title from two thousand years ago. However, he liked it this way; the more incorrect the title, the easier it was for others to overlook his true strength.

He had seen the Blood Wing King's fierce moves no less than dozens of times, but each time he saw them, he noticed significant improvements. This proved that the fallen bird-man had not wasted his time like the chaotic Roaring City Lord, who had spent all his time on women. He needed to hasten his own surpassing.

“Red Dust as a Dream·Beauty Emerges·Charming Red Makeup!” The people heard the human man imitating the Blood Wing King's tone and movements, chanting a strange magic. His hands slowly moved as if trying to draw a beauty. The Blood Wing King's 'Cross Kill' tore through the sky and earth, slashing over his body.

"Whoosh!" The crowd did not expect this human man to be so weak, defeated in one strike.

But when they were about to stand up and shout out in disappointment and cheer for the Blood Wing King, they found that the human man, Yudian, was not dead, not slashed into four by the Cross Kill. Instead, as the Cross Kill passed over his body, it transformed and eventually condensed into a crimson-colored human girl. The magical wings on the cross became her peculiar clothing, and the cross's sword qi turned into the dual blades in her hands.

The appearance of this sword qi magic-formed beauty astonished everyone.

She danced barefoot, her sword spinning with her body, cherry lips slightly parted, singing a human song more beautiful than the song of the elves, moving gracefully.

Sword qi scattered across the sky turned into fluttering petals as she passed, accompanying her. She was like a playful human girl, around fourteen or fifteen years old, completely unaware of the dangers and brutality of battle, thinking it was all heroic and gallant.

She sang in praise of heroes, her eyes filled with admiration and longing.

Her perfect, flawless appearance moved many people's hearts.

It hurt so much; everyone knew she was formed from sword qi and magic, but she was too perfect, too pure... No one wanted her to turn back into sword qi and elements and disappear, but they also knew she would vanish, unable to stay among them...

When she, singing and dancing, swung her sword at the Blood Wing King, the crowd shouted in fear, afraid that the Blood Wing King would destroy her perfection.

But the Blood Wing King stepped back, sharing the same sentiment as everyone else, unwilling to destroy this wondrous beauty of the world, even though he knew she was just a fearsome sword move, not a real person. The Blood Wing King kept retreating, but the beauty, as if relentless, continued her song and dance. Her approach wasn't fast, but the Blood Wing King did not want to evade, for he wanted to gaze at her, more beautiful than a goddess, for just one more second, even if it was just for a second.

Maybe in the next second, she would disappear...

As the Blood Wing King reached the edge, she finally faded away.

As if aware of her fate to disappear, she did not show sadness. She smiled gracefully at everyone, curtsied, sheathed her sword on her back, one hand forward, bent one knee in front, and performed a certain human civilization-specific etiquette.

As her smile bloomed, she dissipated into elements, vanishing into nothingness, as if she had never appeared.

But the regret and pain in everyone's hearts told them that she had been there, she had truly come... Her voice and smile still lingered in their hearts.

"Die, you bastard!" The Blood Wing King was very angry, unwilling to admit his jealousy, but the sour pain in his heart triggered his rarely seen rage, and he shot a hundred sword qi at Yudian, the demon hunter who had conjured the sword qi magic beauty.

Why? Why only he could conjure her?

Having practiced this kind of fighting spirit for hundreds of years, he could only conjure wings and crosses with sword qi and magic. Yet, having just witnessed it, he could conjure her perfect form, which was infuriating!

He was not a demon hunter; he was more like a demon.

Since he had the heart to conjure her, only to let her disappear so quickly, knowing she would vanish, yet still conjuring her, such despicable means, absolutely unforgivable！