"Besides, isn't this idea something you told me?"

The words implied that if you report me, I will turn you in as well; no one is going to get away with it.

Albert was momentarily speechless and could only curse playfully:

"You guy—"

Gareth interrupted Albert and said: "Let's talk about what happens later after we clear the dungeon. Whether you and I can make it out alive is still a question."

The battles here do not belong to Adventurers at all. These Human Adventurers are merely pathetic people who got mixed into the war between the God of Pursuit and the Lord of Spirits.

The key to victory still lies with the Animal Followers led by Morr.

The private discussion between the two Eagle Country Adventurers ended in their mutual silence.

...

The second team match began quickly. This time, the God of Pursuit's side sent out two Tier-8 Black-horned Werewolves.

After careful consideration, Morr selected Red Fur and paired it with another warrior Adventurer.

This round went unexpectedly smoothly. The Black-horned Werewolves did not receive the God of Pursuit's blessing, and with the cooperation of Red Fur and the other warrior companion, they successfully killed the two Black-horned Werewolves.

As the second Black-horned Werewolf was knocked away by Red Fur's spiral flame pillar and burned to ashes amidst miserable wails, the Adventurers' side successfully achieved a two-game winning streak.

Immediately after, the third match, the fourth match...

With Green Bean's perception, information about the pre-arranged monsters could always be told to Morr, who would then assign suitable teams to face them.

As the number of matches increased, they became more and more familiar with the rules inside the Beast Fighting Arena.

Albert was assigned to the fifth team match. He was lucky; his assigned partner was Yellow Tail.

After the match started, without even exerting much effort, Yellow Tail began to spin like a top, and the light spikes on its back fired wildly across the arena.

It quickly riddled the two bulky Tier-8 Blade Beasts it was facing with holes, ending the battle.

Returning to the preparation hall, Albert was still savoring the battle just now, as if what he had just experienced was merely a dream.

Just like that, they won seven matches in a row.

"Hahaha, the monsters arranged in this Beast Fighting Arena aren't that strong after all!"

The Blood Swordsman sneered a few times. Especially after seeing that the strength of some animals was actually not that powerful, he felt he could do it again.

The eighth battle was about to begin. Seemingly feeling that the losing streak was too embarrassing, this time the God of Pursuit's side sent out two Tier-9 Elite Monster-level creatures.

These were two brown Minotaur Demons wielding giant axes, each of which could serve as a boss for a small to medium-sized dungeon of the same tier.

Morr considered it and decided to send Hu Er out.

"I will arrange the weakest Adventurer for you. Hu Er, are you confident in dealing with both Minotaur Demons at the same time?"

With Hu Er's first-tier strength, it was enough to deal with two Tier-9 Elite Monsters, so it could take the weakest Adventurer along.

"I'll try."

Hu Er was brought to the Beast Fighting Arena Instance by Qi Ye and had never fought a Minotaur Demon before.

It swallowed its saliva, its expression slightly nervous.

In most of the previous battles, it had companions guarding it, and it rarely had the chance to fight alone.

Fox Dad comforted it: "Child, don't worry, these Minotaur Demons are especially afraid of fire! Listen to me, after the match starts, just use the fiercest fire to burn them to death!"

It was very confident in Hu Er's strength.

Hu Er nodded heavily: "Mm!"

After deciding which animal would fight, Morr began to select a suitable Adventurer from the remaining thirteen Adventurers.

He quickly confirmed the candidate.

"It's you." Morr said to the Blood Swordsman. "You and Hu Er will fight together."

The other party's strength was definitely not the weakest, but he was a hidden risk factor.

If the other party did not cooperate, then no matter how strong the strength was, there would still be danger.

The Blood Swordsman Dragu couldn't believe it. He pointed at himself, his expression surprised, and then became ashamed and angry.

"You say I am the weakest? And make me team up with a fox?"

Hearing that this battle was to deal with two Tier-9 Elite Monsters, he only felt that he was definitely being targeted.

"No, this is unfair! I protest!"

Green Bean: "Protest invalid!"

the animals cast looks of disdain and displeasure.

Being able to be grouped with Hu Er was practically no different from a guaranteed win. It was unfair, indeed it was unfair, but that was unfair to Hu Er.

There was no expectation for the other party to be grateful; instead, he was unhappy, which was purely having a brain problem.

"Hmph, forget it, even if it's just me, I can deal with two Minotaur Demons!"

Dragu suppressed his anger and snorted coldly. Seemingly compromising, he walked to the gate.

Tian Zhou shook his head, always feeling very disdainful of such people.

The small Western country ruled by Dragu was protected by two major powers on the east and west sides. Without the threat of ocean monsters, he only needed to deal with scattered monsters refreshing within the territory, enjoying all the dividends brought by geographical advantages.

And an Adventurer who grew up in this environment naturally could not be compared with a battle-hardened warrior.

Soon, after Hu Er and Dragu were ready and stepped into the arena, the countdown for the eighth battle began.

"That Flame-tailed Fox, you'd better be able to be of some use."

Dragu raised a long sword and cut a wound on his palm. Blood flowed from the wound and, under his control, adhered to the surface of the long sword.

Monsters scratched by the long sword would fall into the torment of endless bleeding and eventually die from blood loss.

And this blood would provide Dragu with Mental Energy and healing effects, allowing him to have lasting stamina on the battlefield.

"Come on, let's start with you to prove my strength!"

The wound on his palm healed. Dragu licked his lips, deftly performed a sword flourish, and quickly locked onto the Minotaur Demon in the front.

"Wait, let me use fire to put a shield on you first, then you go!"

Hu Er waved its six tails, intending to put the Flame Divine Shield on Dragu, but the other party ignored it completely.

"You'd better save it for yourself!"

The Blood Avatar Skill that Dragu possessed was an A-Rank Skill similar to the Frost Displacement spell, and he was not afraid of the God of Pursuit's blessing effect at all.

This Skill gave him sufficient confidence. As for the Flame Divine Shield that sounded very weak, he didn't care for it at all.

The moment the countdown ended, Dragu exerted force with both legs and rushed up like a cannonball.

In the blink of an eye, Dragu approached the Minotaur Demon, swung his blood sword with great force, and pointed the blade straight at the Minotaur Demon's waist.

Just then, Dragu suddenly felt the shadow above his head deepen. He looked up abruptly, his expression changing slightly.

The Minotaur Demon's speed was actually faster than his own. The twin axes in its hands were raised high, having already predicted his position.

It seemed he had to give up the attack.

Dragu gritted his teeth, forced to give up the pursuit, and stopped his momentum abruptly. The other party's fierce strike seemed to miss, smashing into the sandy ground and splashing up a large cloud of dust.

The flying sand particles formed a large area of sand haze, enclosing the two Minotaur Demons and Dragu within it. The thick sand particles made it hard for Dragu to open his eyes.