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"This is my record from last night. Aside from the initial win streak, I started to have a mixed bag of wins and losses. After a win, I almost always lost. I also noticed that the smoother the previous round went, the harder this one became."

"Didn't you notice?"

When Deep Sea King said this, Sherlock thought about it for a moment, then nodded.

"Really? Then why is that?"

"Because the stronger you are, the weaker your teammates are. Even if it seems like you have an advantage on the surface, as soon as you die, you become a disadvantage. This is the rule I summed up after playing all night."

"If you want to win, my advice is don't try to be too strong."

"I see. I've learned my lesson. I'll try it again. Don't worry, just one! I'll stop playing if I win."

After saying that, Sherlock immediately opened a new one.

Just when he thought he had mastered the rules and could easily gain points, he ended up losing one game after another.

After five consecutive defeats, he finally broke down.

"Who is winning this game?"

"No, I can't bear this torture alone. I want to introduce this thing to other demon lords and torture them!"

"Oh right, I'm going to introduce this game to my sworn enemy and make some magic crystals from him!"

After saying hello to the Deep Sea King, he left Atlantis.

When he appeared again, he had already arrived in front of an ancient castle.

And this ancient castle is the residence of the famous abominable demon Mephito.

Looking at the ancient castle in front of him, Sherlock showed a rare evil smile on his face.

"Prepare for pain, Mephito!"

Mephito, the descendant of the hateful demon Mephito, has the blood of the golden devil flowing in his body, just like Sherlock, and looks very similar. The only difference is that he has bright red skin and the horns on his head are even bigger.

Because they both have noble origins, they have been at odds with each other since childhood and look down on each other.

Compared to Sherlock who loves gourmet food, Mephistopheles prefers gladiatorial combat. Being belligerent by nature, he even built a giant arena in his own castle.

Gather strong men from different races in the abyss and let them fight in the arena. Only in this way can he find a bit of excitement in the dull life in the abyss.

At this moment, he was sitting lazily on a huge bed next to the arena with his upper body naked, and two extremely tall giant demons were standing next to him.

Less than a hundred meters in front of him, two huge monsters were fighting fiercely.

On the left is a giant minotaur five meters tall, and on the right is a lion scorpion covered with scales.

The two fought back and forth, leaving horrific wounds on each other's bodies from time to time.

However, Mephito frowned when he saw this scene.

"Why are they the only two fighting again? The Minotaur will definitely use war to trample on us next."

As soon as he finished speaking, the Minotaur on the left raised his right foot high and then stepped down. The entire arena shook violently because of this kick.

"The lion scorpion should release the petrification ray next."

The next second, a gray beam of light shot out from the lion scorpion's tail and hit the Minotaur's chest.

"Sure enough! These two guys are doing this again. Can't they try something new? Drag them both away! Switch to the next batch!"

With a roar from Mephitos, the two giant demons beside him walked directly into the field and took the two monsters away.

Soon, the gate next to the arena slowly opened, and monsters and demons with different appearances walked out.