1000 years in prison IX

While she spent her time looking around, she discovered that hundreds of different families were present in the room. Cyra didn't realize their presence as they were much weaker than the sect's disciplines. She was sure that they were also servants, but it wasn't so sure anymore.

It seemed that Ana was the complete opposite of her, and she immensely enjoyed these parties as these people were trying to befriend and have a good relationship ship with the Crystal Queen.

Frost, similarly to Cyra, wasn't one bit interested in this event. As an emperor, he has seen many other parties just like this. His face was just as bad. His mood couldn't have been worse.

The rest of the Death Hands found something to play with or talked with each other to kill their boredom.

Even Cyra started playing with her push and pull abilities by pushing a body down while pulling the soul Essence out. This act resulted in a time stop like an event where some people just froze when she pulled their souls out too much, yet even this became boring after some time as she couldn't talk.

While Cyra was sitting motionlessly, other experts also took their seats and waited for it to start. She eventually caught sight of Jade.

It was not that she didn't expect her to be here. It's just their meeting would happen sooner than she has imagined initially. This event also reminded her something if they knew that her sect member is trapped, there did she already messed up her plan? Eventually, she decided to check out and still appear in the Collider sect when the time was up.

Jade was sitting at the Disciplines main seat, together with the other inheritance disciplines of the sects, only Azrail was missing, but he was seated next to the Crystal Queen Ana.

Jade Collider was the number one inheritance discipline of the Collider Sect. It was rumored that she recently became a Wusun and will be groomed to be the future sect leader.

She was talented, healthy, and beautiful, a perfect wife for the Ember Sect Azrail as she had a limitless future ahead of herself.

She was wearing a ling blue outfit, making her an incredibly remarkable beauty among those who have come.

Even so, she was looking up at the Ember sect founder. As Cyra was wearing long black robes, nobody could see that skeleton parts as even her wings were retracted.

Most people assumed that the Founder of the sect was an older man, old to the point where he was ugly to be seen by people. That's why he was hiding his face.

Yet many people, including Jade, were happy to see him here as it meant that they could earn the Founder favor if they played their cards right.

Like many people, she initially wasn't planning to take part in the fighting between disciplines, but that changed since Cyra was here.

Each of them was their sect's number one discipline and held great powers in their sects. Every one of them changed into their sect uniforms and proceeded towards the Stage.

Like Jade, four other people had high hopes regarding today's gathering, such as Night Rose, Heavenly Alex, Broken Pandora, and Grace Winter.

Eventually, even Azrail was forced to join them as it seemed that only the inheritance disciplines would be fighting during this event. Just looking at all the Wusun-s, it was easy to tell.

There were 26 of them standing on the Stage. Waiting for the Crystal Queen to decide how they will be fighting as many times as the Host of the evening, Ana made the rules.

Jade's only problem was Azrail. He was the only one who could stand up against her. The others didn't even enter her eyes, yet she was unwilling to hurt her future husband.

As such, she was slightly frowning as she looked at Azrail, trying to think of a way that could defeat him without offending the Founder.

While she was thinking, Ana stood up and announced her decision after discussing it with

Achlys, "Ladies and Gentlemen, for this year's celebration fight, we will be watching a group brawl, the last man standing to its finest, as the saying goes, even Death loves a circus."

Many guests were surprised by the last part of her announcement as this was a friendly fight between the disciplines. Where did Death even come from?

Yet they didn't dare to voice their displeasure, and everyone stood up and clapped at her speech with beaming smiles.

"Such a great speech!"

"As expected of the Crystal Queen!"

"Yes, she always knows what the crowd wants!"

"Congratulations for coming up with such a great idea!"

"A friendly brawl among the juniors would indeed make their bonds stronger!"

On the other hand, Ana was right Cyra was indeed much more interested in looking at the disciplines fighting than the celebration plays out.

Jade and the other inheritance disciplines weren't so happy about the decision as most of the girls had spent hours to make their hairs and show off their wealth by buying fancy clothes, but now they will be ruined because of a stupid fight.

Soon a giant Crystal Board appeared above the StageStage, showing the top 5 bets of the night. For 30 minutes, everyone had the right to bet on the person they thought would be winning.

1. Collider Jade 100 000 000 000 Credit

2. Heavenly Alex 90 000 000 000 Credit

3. Night Rose 70 000 000 000 Credit

4. Broken Pandora 50 000 000 000 Credit

5. Azrail Ember 40 000 000 000 Credit

It was a sad story of Cyra as she didn't have her bracelet any longer; it changed together with the rest of her flesh as such, she was unable to bet on Azrail.

She eventually decided to gift him the ring of life and one of the 5 Glaives of Rift as she was outstanding with only 4 of them. Well, he also had to win the fight for that.

Among the five disciplines, Azrail was the unknown discipline as many people didn't have hopes for him to win during the upcoming fight.

His sect was the strongest because countless experts have joined, but it didn't mean that their disciplines would be better. That's why the sects were bravely betting, as Azrail mostly gave up even before they could fight.

Azrail had a similar personality to Cyra. As long as he couldn't kill his opponents, he was pretty much unwilling to offend them as he hated problems, yet now, with her master present, his hands are tied.

As such, Azrail was ready to fight and show his actual combat strength before the crowd.

"Start!" With the Jade Queen declaration, the fight has started.

Immediately afterward, 25 competitors, including Jade was tossed into the air by an unforeseen force, and shortly afterward, they were kicked off the StageStage.

One by one, they landed in the walls or surrounding tables, whatever was in the way to stop them from flying further away.

Jade was kicked directly before Cyra's feet as she clashed into the table and breaking it apart. The other participants were similarly unlucky.

While most people were unsure what has happened to the deities present, they were pretty clear about it. They saw what Azrail did.

Azrail shadows instantly increased his strength by a mayor realm from Wusun to Hun, allowing him to knock out everyone else.

He has ended the competition within a split second and was lazily waiting around for Ana to declare him the winner.

Everyone was mad at Azrail. Everyone was planning to approach the Founder by using their discipline's win. Still, it was all ruined by the Founder's discipline, nobody voiced their displeasure, but the room temperature dropped significantly as they looked at him.

Jade looked at Azrail with burning hatred, but the moment she turned around, a frightened shriek has left her mouth. She saw it. Under the hood, she saw Death.

Both were shocked and surprised to hear the previously known most vital discipline screaming. Many people turned their heads towards the Founder.

Cyra slowly removed her hood, and the ballroom has devolved into utter chaos as some of the guests passed out while others shifted their pants from fear. There was a golden skeleton facing them.

Jade was unable to move, she wanted to run away, but she couldn't, Death was standing right before her.

Cyra was amused by Jade's reaction but didn't think much of it. It wasn't the right place nor time for it. She quickly appeared before Azrail and handed him the Ring of Life.

"Thank you, Master!" Azrail was indeed happy as he could feel his stamina return to him, but then an extreme unease took over his body, thinking about the fighting with her master.

Looking at his scared expression, Cyra decided to stop teasing him for now and pulled out the 5th Glaive of Rift and dropped it into his hands.

The ring of life was a sacred artifact that you wouldn't appear on the lower levels. As many such people didn't know what it was.

The 5th Glaive of the rift was something else. It was a rumored weapon among the sects. They told tales of the 2nd and 3rd Glaives as being priceless deity treasures with unknown origin.

Yet now Death was holding one and even gifted it to his direct discipline, the guest at this point were perplexed even more, after getting through the fact that they were facing Death, the shocks that they kept receiving felt like someone was bombarding them with punches right in their stomachs.

The greed was eventually stronger than their common sense, such as both the Night sect deities and the Grace sect deities jumped on the StageStage trying to snatch the Glaive from Azrail.

Nine deities were standing on the Stage surrounding Cyra and Azrail with greedy eyes as they were ready to devour them.

Cyra Death form was an exciting existence because she turned it on while suppressing her realm as a Wusun. She still held her Forco control spreading through multiple levels, while as a Death, her strength was in Deity Realm, giving her immense strength.

As the 9 Deities launched themselves at the 2 of them, 4 Glaives rose from Cyra's body piercing through the attacker's bodies.

The deity's bodies were much more robust than that of gods. Even so, the immerse pain caused by the glaives has caused them to take a step back.

As they stepped back, the Glaives gained momentum and began to rotate with an increasing speed and strength, cut the 4 of them into two separate half's.

Realized that something was wrong, the remaining five quickly retreated to a safe distance from Death, only to realize that only five of them survived the first clash against the Ember Sect Founder.

They could only see their friends and allies ' destroyed bodies on the floor while the Glaives continued to spin in mid-air.

The sight of 4 deities dying gravely shocked the crowd once more. This didn't expect the Founder to be a deity, furthermore to kill without using a technique. It seemed weird.

This time the surrounding deities weren't foolish enough to attack her without any technique as such. They performed their signature move one by one.

There three remaining from the Night sect and two from the Grace sect. This remarkably remarked their techniques as they were similar.

System?

[Host?]

Do you have a Stopper function?

[I do have one.]

Start it then. I'm curious to see how long this will take...

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