Inner World

Nobis, despite being bound by the green chains, couldn't resist mocking Dobroslav. "You fool! Do you think that you can break the laws of the Blood Arena? You're nothing but an ignorant playing with forces beyond your comprehension!"

Dobroslav, undeterred by Nobis' taunts, chuckled darkly. "Ignorant? Oh, Nobis, I assure you, I am far from ignorant. My methods transcend your feeble understanding. The Blood Arena may have its rules, but even the most rigid rules can be bent to the will of a master."

Nobis sneered, "Master? You're a master of nothing!"

"Enough blabbering! Choose whether you will serve me or die," declared Dobroslav, his voice carrying a tone more malevolent than the devil himself. The green chains held Nobis captive, emphasising the gravity of the ultimatum hanging in the air.

"Who's gonna serve a smelly brat like you? I'd rather die than serve you," sneered Nobis arrogantly.

"You shall experience true death then!" mocked Dobroslav.

With a sinister glint in his eyes, Dobroslav cast a weak version of Fel Prison on Nobis, ensnaring both his legs and arms.

He then moved closer to Nobis and whispered, "You asked where Cysio is," with a devilish smirk.

Nobis looked back at Dobroslav, the arrogance fading from his eyes as the gravity of the situation began to sink in. The green chains and dark magic held him captive, and the revelation about Cysio added a layer of uncertainty to the defeated demon lord's predicament.

Without uttering another word, Dobroslav ruthlessly severed Nobis's feet and hands, causing a brutal outpour of blood. Nobis, now crippled, began to howl in pain, "I will destroy you and your pathetic clan!"

Dobroslav turned his head left and right, unresponsive to the demon lord's threats. "Wrong answer," he declared with a chilling calmness.

Pointing a finger at Nobis's right knee, Dobroslav condensed his shadow qi into a focused beam that shot forth from his finger, piercing through Nobis's knee.

"Still not convinced?" mocked Dobroslav.

Witnessing the brutal scene, Polpo couldn't contain himself and commented, "Just finish him already!"

Dobroslav shot him a look that could freeze an ocean. Polpo immediately fell silent, the weight of the intense gaze stifling any further words.

After a few more tortures and enduring intense pain, Nobis finally succumbed and fainted. That was precisely what Dobroslav had been waiting for. Seizing the opportunity, he immediately activated the Shadow Devouring Martial Law, the same malevolent technique that had consumed the essence of Nobis before. However, this time, it wasn't just his essence―it was the entirety of Nobis's being that began to be inexorably absorbed.

Dark tendrils of shadow qi emanated from Dobroslav, weaving around the unconscious demon lord. The air itself seemed to thicken with the weight of the sinister ritual as the malevolent energy sought to devour every aspect of Nobis's existence.

The husk of Nobis's body lay on the ground after Dobroslav cast the Shadow Devouring Martial Law on him. However, what couldn't be perceived with the naked eye held greater significance. Merely consuming his essence was not sufficient for assimilation. Nobis's soul and essence were drawn into Dobroslav's inner world. In stark contrast to Cysio, who willingly let himself be consumed, Nobis would not go down without a fight.

Inside the world of Dobroslav, a vast desert stretched as far as the eye could see, surrounding a tranquil lake at its centre. An island emerged from the waters, adorned with an ebon bark tree. This extraordinary tree bore black, red, and green leaves, creating a surreal display against the backdrop of the desolate landscape.

On the island beneath the mystical tree, four pedestals held significant weapons. A sword and a dragon's skeleton, inherited from Dobroslav's ancestors as part of his martial soul, stood as a testament to his lineage. The axe, an inheritance from Cysio, was guarded by Cysio's eternal soul, a silent sentinel beside the ebon bark. The shield, a stolen relic from Nobis, found its place under the tree, its acquisition made possible by Nobis's own folly―revealing his true name, an error that allowed the Shadow Devouring Martial Law to consume his essence without a fight.