As Stark walked towards him, Barrow continuously retreated. This was his body's instinct.

It wasn't that he wanted to retreat.

Looking at Stark in front of him, his instincts were constantly screaming at him.

He couldn't go head-to-head with this man in front of him.

Once he touched him, the result would be that he would die, and everything would belong to Stark.

As he watched Stark get closer and closer, Barrow also retreated to the edge of the arena.

Finally, he reached the edge and could not retreat any further.

If he took one more step, he would die. There was a rule in the arena of death that one side had to die.

He was at the end of the arena of death.

Seeing that there was no way out for him, Stark walked towards Barrow with his long sword in his hand.

Barrow had no intention of fighting back.

He had already offended him badly, so it would be useless even if he apologized.

He watched Stark get closer and closer.

Finally, he put down his weapon and closed his eyes.

He let Stark kill him.

He waited for a long time, but he did not feel any pain.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that Stark was already far away.

He watched as Stark gradually went away.

Barrow thought that this was a chance for a sneak attack.

Even if it did not succeed, he could still ensure his survival.

He was about to make a move, but who knew that the Sword of Zeus floating above had been waiting for a long time!

Seeing that Barrow was about to make a move.

Whoosh! It flew towards his head.

Whoosh!

Only the sound of a blade cutting through the air could be heard.

However, no one noticed that his head and neck had already separated!

When everyone saw Stark leave the stage, they all thought that he had admitted defeat.

They all laughed mockingly, "It's already over before it has even started."

"If this isn't admitting defeat, then what is?"

Just as everyone was laughing mockingly, a voice rang out.

Puchi!

A head was thrown high up into the air.

The people outside the arena did not notice it at all!

Looking at the head and the corpse in front of them, a chill ran down their spines.

They hurriedly left.

With a person taking the lead, the people behind also began to leave.

For a moment, the originally bustling hall became empty.

And there was one person who did not seem to fit in here very well.

This person was Shawn, who had originally followed Barrow and the others.

But he didn't know why he was here.

He only knew that he had achieved his goal.

Now he just needed to exchange the room number.

As for Stark, he didn't know him, so why should he care?

Whether he lived or died depended on his own luck.

[Ding! Since the host didn't sign in last night, the host will be given a slight reward of 'paralyzed electric current'.]

Instantly, Stark's entire body felt numb and itchy as if it was electrified.

After about ten minutes, the electric current ended.

He felt his body for a moment, and there did not seem to be any changes.

If there were any changes, it would be that his body felt a little lighter.

His ability to maneuver became stronger than before.

[Ding! It is time to sign in. Host, do you wish to sign in now?]

"Sign in!"

[Congratulations! You have obtained the nemesis of demons, the 'Light Cross Sword.' Quality: SS]

[Congratulations! You have obtained the equipment, Doomsday Judgement! Quality: SSS]

[Equipment: Doomsday Judgement]

[Level: 1]

Quality: SSS

Skills: charge-up strike, charge-up slash, doomsday judgment

Abilities: sanction (it can deal twice the damage to monsters with extremely strong regenerative abilities. It can also deal normal damage to humans)]

[Equipment: Light Cross Sword

Level: 1

Quality: SS

Skills: Light Judgement, Great Light Spell, God's Fable

Ability: heal, the nemesis of Darkness (the effect can be maximized in hand, the effect is half normal in the backpack)]

Looking at these two weapons, one was a normal long sword, while the other was a relatively wide greatsword.

It was only one finger wider than a normal sword.

He took out the Doomsday Judgement.

The body of the sword was black, and there were some lines on it.

It was like a rose full of lines.

The position of the hilt was like a superposition of parts. It looked very cool.

The hilt was made of an unknown material.

It was cold and comfortable to hold.

There were some lines on the hilt to ensure that a strong grip.

Just as Stark was about to try the sword, a team of robbers passed by.

When they passed Stark, they saw the Doomsday Judgement in his hand.

Looking at the mysterious black blade, his eyes revealed greed.

The leader of the team, Thrall, immediately ordered,

"Surround that kid, and don't let him get away!

"He must have a lot of treasures on him!"

Hearing the leader's words, the robbers immediately became excited as they stood beside Stark.

Riding one old motorcycle after another, they circled back and forth, causing dust to fly everywhere.

Weng! Weng!

When Stark heard the rumbling of the motorcycle beside his ear, he was also helpless. This kind of cancer could not be removed.

It was also impossible to clean it up.

He just wanted to test the power of the Doomsday Judgement.

After all, he wanted to test an SSS-grade weapon!

The Doomsday Judgement in his hand seemed to have sensed his wishes.

Stark just made a decision and let out a buzzing sound.

Buzz!

As his aura was released, the bandits nearby were all suffocated by the pressure.

Even the team leader not far away was suffocated by the pressure!

He lowered his head and looked at the Doomsday Judgement in Stark's hand.

"Charging Slash, it should be enough!"

He looked at the wide and long sword in Stark's hand that was emitting a dark light.

Thrall felt that something was wrong with the sword.

He took out his material identification device and wore it on his eyes.

He looked at the Doomsday Judgement in Stark's hand.

"Beep! Beep! The weapon is not in the identification library. It might be a high-level treasure!"

After receiving the information, Thrall immediately rode on the best motorcycle on the team.

He rushed to where Stark was.

After arriving here, he casually pulled one of his underlings and asked, "How's it going now?"

The underling beside him replied, "This person has been just standing still."

As he spoke, the underling gestured with his hands.

When he saw that the underling's hands and feet were moving randomly, he turned impatient.

He interrupted him and said, "I'll go and take a look myself."

After saying that, he went into the crowd. When they saw their boss coming, they hurriedly made a path for him!

"Boss is here. Welcome, Boss!"

The originally chaotic crowd suddenly became quiet.

Seeing this scene, Stark thought to himself,

"Boss should be here or coming!

"Otherwise, why would it suddenly become quiet?"

He watched the crowd in front gradually disperse.

A tall figure appeared in front of Stark.

It was Thrall.

He stared at the Doomsday Judgement greedily.

He walked up to Stark and reached out to take it.

Just then, Stark moved!