Ronald and his companion restrained themselves, staying put.

But the King of the South Sea on the podium couldn't afford such leisure.

After the two Casters of the Nine Circles Conclave expressed their stance, he immediately realized how perilous the situation was.

As long as he showed any agreement to their proposal.

In the eyes of everyone, he would be seen as a failed leader easily swayed by others' opinions, who even interrupted a death duel!

If this continued.

The title of King of the South Sea would soon become a laughingstock!

With this thought, the King of the South Sea's gaze turned fierce.

He swung his arm upwards, sending Eve flying into the air before plummeting down.

"This is a death duel between her and me!"

"If you two have any opinions, they can wait until this matter is over!"

With these words, the King of the South Sea lifted his right foot and kicked towards Eve's spine.

With his enhanced physical strength.

Such a kick would certainly be fatal to an elephant; in mid-air, Eve, unable to resist, was equivalent to a dead person!

"Stop!"

In an instant, something unexpected occurred.

As Eve was about to be killed by the King of the South Sea, a Caster from the Nine Circles Conclave suddenly stepped forward. One collided with the King, while the other grabbed Eve, taking her to the other side of the podium.

Crack, crack——

At this moment, sounds emerged under the feet of the man blocking the King of the South Sea.

The wooden floor of the podium couldn't withstand the terrifying struggle, so the Caster from the Nine Circles Conclave, at a slight disadvantage, saw the floor begin to fracture first.

They might be formidable Casters.

But contending for strength before someone like the King of the South Sea was unrealistic.

"To stop a death duel! Are you trampling on the rules of the sea?"

At the same time, with the upper hand, the King of the South Sea bellowed, then suddenly exerted himself, pushing the Caster down into the base of the podium.

As expected, the Caster from the Nine Circles Conclave was forcibly pressed into the podium's base.

But it didn't mean it was all over.

With the previous battle and the current struggle, the podium was already overburdened, and now the Caster's fall broke additional beams, severely deforming the platform's load-bearing structure.

Rumble——

Finally, the overtaxed podium collapsed, sending dust scattering all around. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

The nearby envoys remained indifferent.

They merely used Spells to shield themselves from the dust, then continued sitting, watching the development with cold eyes.

Instead, those of pirate origin were more excited.

The violent scene of the podium collapsing made these battle-incited individuals more fervent, with some even shouting the King of the South Sea's name to show their submission.

Swish——

At this moment, a figure emerged first from the smoke.

It was a Caster from the Nine Circles Conclave, dressed in robes, moving toward his companion.

Yet, the King of the South Sea followed closely.

A few seconds later, Phil's figure also appeared here.

However, he wasn't as anxious as the Caster from the Nine Circles Conclave. Upon seeing the crowd's emotions, he sported a victorious smile, then steadily and slowly advanced towards the three.

——The people of the Nine Circles Conclave found it hard to escape.

Though the onlookers hadn't acted against them, the agitated crowd didn't intend to let them leave.

Everyone blocked the two Casters and Eve.

Forcing one to keep dueling and the other two to continue facing the advancing King of the South Sea!

At the critical moment, the two Casters of the Nine Circles Conclave exchanged a glance.

They seemed very in sync.

After just an eye contact, the one who rescued Eve began activating a Spell, trying to buy time to help the severely injured Eve.

While the other was more direct.

He completely disregarded his earlier disadvantage.

Facing the King of the South Sea directly, he approached without fear!

"Reckless fool!"

Seeing the pair from the Nine Circles Conclave unrepentant, the King of the South Sea shouted, abandoning any last thought of restraint.

He strode towards the charging Caster.

Upon reaching him, he stretched out his hands and locked fingers with the man, pressing together.

The solid ground was unlike the fragile podium.

This time, neither estimated their force on the environment.

Thus, magic fluctuations surged around them.

Muscles, hardened like iron by Spells, operated like two hot industrial machines, unswervingly exerting power forward.

Yet, the wrestling outcome remained unchanged.

The Caster from the Nine Circles Conclave's legs soon uncontrollably slid backward, leaving deep furrows in the ground.

——The King of the South Sea showcased his might.

At this stage of the struggle, he could easily defeat the opponent before him, achieving greater victory.

But he refrained from doing so.

Before the entire audience, he slowly pushed the Caster from the Nine Circles Conclave forward, demonstrating with his power and this slow yet forceful process, that he was an unstoppable war beast!

Looking at his enemies.

One couldn't stop him, only pushed back non-stop; the other, holding a writhing Eve, administered healing as best as he could, but time was scarce, leaving him helpless as he watched the opponent advance.

The contrast of despair and dominance was so stark!

"..."

"King of the South Sea! King of the South Sea! King of the South Sea!"

Moved by this power, the crowd around cheered.

They seemed to have witnessed the climax of the spectacle, shouting for the king they chose to support.

Meanwhile, the King of the South Sea's face beamed with a smile.

Though exerting himself and appearing fierce, hearing those voices, seeing those scenes, how could he not understand his current advantage?

This gathering, which would have ended flatly.

Instead, it became his platform for resurgence, rebuilding immense prestige!

He even envisioned his successful future.

Just like a year ago when world events took a sharp turn, he would seize this rare opportunity and gradually strengthen himself, once more becoming in the truest sense the King of the South Sea!

Moreover, this time, his achievements wouldn't end there!

Slash——

However, at that moment, the King of the South Sea's smile froze.

For Eve's dagger, lost earlier in the podium's ruins, now plunged into his unguarded back.