How come this mage can fight better than a warrior?

The audience seats were originally extremely noisy, but those fans who firmly supported the Wu team seemed to be under a spell and slowly fell into a suffocating silence.

Their eyes, which were once full of enthusiasm and expectation, have now become dull, and the expressions on their faces have changed from excitement to disappointment and frustration.

There was a heavy atmosphere throughout the area, like a dark cloud hanging over people's hearts.

In sharp contrast, the fans supporting the Death Squad were completely immersed in the joy of the carnival.

They hugged and jumped for each other, releasing their inner joy as if the world became more beautiful because the team they supported was about to win.

They cheered and shouted, screaming and shouting one after another, waving the flags representing the Death Squad in their hands, with uncontrollable excitement and pride on their faces.

This strong contrast makes people sigh at the cruelty of the game and the huge impact of victory or defeat on fans' emotions.

Although the judges of the Death Temple helped the Death Squad, they did it in secret. The undead with demigod strength mixed in with the ordinary undead, making people think that they were summoned by the Death Squad.

This method can only deceive ordinary ignorant audiences, but any strong person with a little bit of brains can see the despicable methods of the Deathly Hallows.

Feng Bo and others could not bear to continue watching the game. Zhang Xiaoping and Zhang Xiaomei burst into tears after seeing the miserable state of Wang Tingting and others. Long Dong was in imminent danger. He Anguo also hid in his father He Shuaibing's arms and could not bear to watch.

He Shuaibing's expression was as cold as ice, but in his heart he silently prayed for Long Dong: "Come on, you must win!"

Osiris was extremely angry. Seeing the expressionless god of death, Osiris' heart was burning with rage.

Despicable, shameless, vulgar, cruel... The despicable means of the god of death refreshed Osiris's understanding. God could actually do such shameless things.

Seeing the undead crush the Wu team, the Poison God was secretly pleased. The vicious methods of the Death God made Du Buqun admire him deeply. In addition to his powerful strength, the Death God was also unprecedented in his meanness and shamelessness.

Seeing the Wu team in dire straits, the great demon Shen Fengxing sighed helplessly. He thought that with Long Dong, the Wu team would definitely win the championship. He never expected that the God of Death would blatantly send a demigod to attack the Wu team.

The great demon Shen Fengxing now completely understands the character of the God of Death. In order to win the championship, the God of Death doesn't care about his face at all. With the help of these demigods, the Undead Team can easily win no matter who the opponent is.

Poseidon had always been optimistic about Longdong, and seeing that the Wu team had almost no hope of a comeback, Poseidon Baicot sighed.

Yangwu God Yu Xiaoyao originally hoped that Long Dong could stand up and defeat the Undead Team. But now with the referees with demigod strength, how could the Wu team have a chance to win?

Yangwu God Yu Xiaoyao directly questioned the God of Death: "I say, God of Death, are you going a little too far?"

Death pretended to know nothing: "Why, Yu Xiaoyao, do you have any questions?"

Seeing that the God of Death was pretending not to know, Yang Wushen directly questioned the God of Death: "God of Death, can the members of your Undead Squad really summon immortal-level or even demigod-level undead?"

The God of Yangwu directly exposed the God of Death's methods, but the God of Death just played tricks and refused to admit it.

The Death God did not directly ask the Yang Wu God the question, but instead asked him directly: "Long Dong from the Wu team can use the forbidden spell of the artifact, so why can't the players from our Necromancer team summon the undead with the strength of a demigod?"

Death's lackey, the Poison God, also took the opportunity to confuse the audience: "That's right. Is it normal for Long Dong to have Saint-level strength at the age of fifteen? None of our major sects have the ability to cultivate such a talent. Did the Dragon Clan use some shameful means to stimulate and cultivate him?"

The gods discussed with each other and saw that the situation was not favorable for the Wu team. In order to reverse the situation, Osiris directly released explosive news.

Osiris said loudly: "Is it normal for Long Dong to have Saint-level strength at the age of fifteen? Don't the God of Death and the God of Poison know this? You two have fought against Long Dong in person, right? God of Death! God of Poison!"

The God of Death and the God of Poison looked at each other. They never expected that the other party had fought with Long Dong before. And neither of them killed Long Dong.

Seeing that neither the God of Death nor the God of Poison refuted Osiris' words, the gods knew that what Osiris said was true.

Osiris' words were like a bombshell, making the gods' discussion about Long Dong even more intense. Having fought against the God of Death and the God of Poison? Long Dong had the strength to fight against the gods? How was this possible?

Osiris went on to say: "Longdong is the pride of our dragon clan. Whoever extends his claws to Longdong is an enemy of our dragon clan! Don't you agree, God of Death!"

Faced with Osiris's strong warning, the Dark Corpse of Death fell into deep thought, and finally chose to compromise for his long-term plan.

The Dark Corpse Refiner of Death said slowly, "The Holy Temple of the Dead has no intention of being an enemy of the Dragon Clan. We hope to maintain a peaceful relationship with the Dragon Clan as always."

The God of Poison was surprised by the God of Death's compromise. The God of Death, who was known to be invincible, would actually compromise with the dragon clan.

The game was still going on. Although the Death God said he was willing to compromise, the referees from the Temple of the Dead did not stop their actions. The demigods and ordinary undeads were rushing towards Long Dong and his men.