Supreme Harem God System

Chapter 1725 I-I think he is from a Supreme World...

?Chapter 1725 I-I think he is from a Supreme World...

Once again, the entire Arena was silent.

Just when everyone thought that things couldn't be more shocking, this happened.

It was a 1v100.

One man facing a hundred mercenaries who were on a similar level as him. It should have been a one-sided battle, a battle that shouldn't even be happening in the first place.

How could one Sovereign defeat a hundred Sovereigns at the same time? After all, none of these Sovereigns were weak. They were all strong mercenaries with thousands of years of experience under their belts.

Even an Elite Mercenary wouldn't stand a chance in this battle. Heck, let alone an Elite Mercenary, even a Sovereign from a High-Level World would have a difficult time facing a hundred of them at the same time.

But...

The scene that was unfolding was completely out of the expectations of all the viewers. No, that was an understatement.

It would have been unexpected if Nux was able to barely win the battle, but....

Barely?

This monster had shown such a dominant performance that even though the match hadn't ended, every single spectator knew the result.

The tanks and most of the swordsmen were down. The only ones left were a few assassins and distant damage dealers. The hundred-man team was considerably weakened. They had lost more than half of their forces.

As for the opponent, there was not even a single scratch on his body.

And ever since the start of the battle, he had never once shown any form of hurry. This bastard was walking around the battlefield leisurely!!

It was as if his 'opponents' didn't even matter. It felt like they were mere bugs he encountered during his 'walk,' and he swatted them away since they got in his way.

The damage dealers, who had used all sorts of spells and ultimate abilities to attack him from afar, couldn't do anything.

Every time they attacked, he avoided the strongest of attacks and... simply blocked the rest with his bare hands.

It was a dominant show where even the mercenaries could see their end was near and had pretty much given up on any hopes of victory.

At the same time, they had fallen into absolute despair.

The enemy was simply too strong.

"J-Just what in the hell is he?"

One of the spectators questioned. The entire Arena was so silent that his voice echoed throughout the space.

"I-I think he is from a Supreme World..."

"B-But why would someone from a Supreme World be here...?"

"Why are you asking me?"

"Even if he is from a Supreme World... are all of them... so monstrous? I mean, I am sure they can also defeat a hundred Sovereigns on their own...

But... to do it like this...?

Just what sort of Law is he using?

Is it Absolute Strength? Absolute Dodging? Absolute Speed? Or Absolute Defense? What the hell is it?

How is he able to crush all his opponents like that?"

More and more questions arose as people started guessing what sort of Law this monster had formed. Because the topic seemed interesting, more and more people started joining in and started listing out their guesses.

Of course, not a single one of them mentioned a Law that was not Absolute. With a performance so dominant, it was already assumed that whatever Law it was, it was an Absolute. They just needed to guess what it was.

It was a new form of game for the spectators.

Or...

At least for the weak spectators.

However, not all spectators were weak.

Most of the time, the Arena audience consisted mostly of Sovereigns and beings at a lower level than that. After all, Primordials and above were either Elite Mercenaries who were always on missions or held important positions throughout Nexus. People like them didn't find joy in watching subpar battles. Most of the time, they only visited the Arena when two Primordials fought, which was an extremely rare. occurrence since beings at those levels would rather solve problems on their own than become someone else's source of entertainment. They had their pride and wouldn't lower themselves to mere stage performers.

Because of that, the Arena was mostly a place where Sovereigns and weaker beings gathered. Even if there was a so-called 'Special Event, most spectators were still at that level.

However, there were always exceptions.

The bored Primordials who had nothing to do, Primordials who were tasked to watch over the event, and even Simba, the Primordial who set all this up in the first place-

All these Primordials were here, and...

Unlike the rest of the weaklings present here,

They could see it.

They could tell that while others were guessing what Law he was using to win his battle in such a dominant manner, in reality, Nux Leander wasn't using any Law at all.

All of this was...

Pure Physical Strength.

The Primordials were silent.

Even though they were dispersed throughout the battlefield, all of them stared at each other. The expressions on everyone's faces were all the communication they needed. The Primordials gulped. After all... if this man alone was so strong... the force backing him up would-

Was it really a Supreme World?

But...

Were there such monsters even in Supreme Worlds...?

'No, if it is a Supreme World... then it is possible,' Simba thought inwardly. Then, his

eyes shined.

'If it is him...

Then it might be possible!

Now Simba didn't know why someone like Nux came to his Mercenary Hall, but it didn't matter. Right now, he would treat Nux just like Nux wanted him to, like a

mercenary.

Yes, he would feign ignorance and let all of this go.

And it wasn't just him; all Primordials present came to the same conclusion. There was no point in involving themselves with something that was clearly out of their scope.

*Bam*

And while the Primordials came to this conclusion, Nux slammed the last head into the

floor. Then, he stared at the announcer.

"It will be five hundred of them now, correct?"

The announcer, who was brought out of her reverie with that question, stuttered,

even losing her balance for a moment. She then finally collected herself and said,

"Y-Yes, that is correct. L-Let me announ-"

However, before the woman could complete,

"Wait."

Simba called out.