"Be careful," Gerhart said to the Half-Elf. "Don't give him a chance to do anything."

Lux nodded before walking towards the Arena where Flamma was waiting for him with arms crossed over his chest.

When the Half-Elf stood facing Flamma in the Arena, the Orcs once again started to cheer and call out Flamma's name.

"Don't worry," Flamma said with confidence. "I will not be as brutal to you as I was to your friend."

"Thank you?" Lux replied. "Ah. by the way, there is one thing that I would like to say to you. You see, I'm a Summoner, so I need to summon Creatures in order to fight. Is that fine with you?"

Flamma only laughed after hearing Lux's words. For him, it didn't matter if Lux was a Summoner. Clearly, he was very confident of his strength.

"It's fine," Flamma stated. "Feel free to summon all of your Creatures. It won't change the outcome of this match."

Unknown to Flamma, the Orc Chieftain, Barca, and the other Orc Warlords were watching the duel from their VIP seats in the Grand Arena.

"I pity those newcomers," the Orc Raider, Tanabur commented. "They're just like punching dummies for Flamma."

Morgazar, the Orc Hunter, nodded his head in agreement. "Flamma should really stop bullying people."

Only Barca and the Orc Chieftain looked at the Half-Elf with interest.

"Do you feel it, Barca?" the Orc Chieftain asked.

"Yes," Barca replied. "That Half-Elf is not simple. Flamma might hit his first roadblock today."

The Orc Chieftain only smiled at the thought of her son's arrogance getting brought down a peg.

After making sure that Cethus was no longer in danger, Baronar once again walked toward the Arena to ask both fighters if they were ready to fight.

Lux and Flamma nodded their heads, which made the Great Orc Shaman raise his hand and announce the start of the battle.

Earlier, Flamma simply stood and allowed Cethus to gain distance from him. But now, he changed his mind.

As soon as Baronar gave the signal to fight, he immediately charged in Lux's direction with the intention of smashing his fist against the Half-Elf's chest, to give him the same injury that Cethus had received from his strike.

If not for the fact that he had an artifact that allowed him to become invincible for ten seconds, Cethus' spear strike might have really pierced through his shoulder, making him feel a world of pain.

Flamma wasn't stupid. He was a warrior, and was capable of knowing if his opponent was strong or not.

Lux might be weaker than him, but the Half-Elf looked like a veteran who had fought many life and death battles.

The Half-Orc didn't want to take any chances and decided to end the match before something unexpected happened.

"Brutal Smash!" Flamma roared as he delivered a powerful punch that would send the Half-Elf flying towards the other side of the arena, where he would hit the stands.

However, before the Half-Orc's punch punch could even land on the red-headed teenager's body, a clawed hand caught it securely in its grasp, preventing it from moving forward a single inch.

"You call that a Smash?" Lux asked in a teasing tone. "ALL-MITE, show him what a true smash looks like."

The Unsung Hero of Abingdon Town obeyed his Master's orders and smashed his fist into the Half-Orc's face, sending Flamma flying backwards.

A moment later, a pin-drop silence spread within the arena as everyone looked in disbelief at what just happened.

The strongest member of their young generation struggled to prop himself up from the ground, while blood oozed from his nose.

"Good!" Flamma growled as he wiped the blood off his nose. "It has been a while since someone has managed to hurt me. Your Summon is strong. Our battle will be Legendary!"

"Okay," Lux replied.

"Just a piece of advice, Half-Elf. I won't be able to hold myself back anymore."

"Okay."

"Don't blame me if I accidentally killed you."

"Okay."

"Bastard, here I come!" Flamma roared as he took out a Pseudo-Legendary War Axe in preparation to duke it out with Lux.

However, just before he could charge at the Half-Elf, something he didn't expect appeared in front of his eyes.

"Arise!" Lux ordered.

All of Lux's Named Creatures, and all the members of his Covenant appeared in the Arena. Not only that, Lux had also used his Legendary Artifact, Elemental Heart, and summoned a Deimos-Ranked Wind Elemental, who sent powerful gusts of winds throughout their surroundings.

This made the Orcs who were about to cheer on Flamma, once again fall into silence.

Baronar, who was watching from the side of the Arena, couldn't stop the corner of his lips from twitching.

'What in the Son Jinwoo is this sh*t?' Baronar thought as he looked at Lux's summons that were strong enough to screw Flamma ten times over.

The Orc Warlords who were inside the VIP Room also almost choked on their saliva after seeing the unexpected turn of events.

They had seen Summoners before, but they didn't expect that someone as young as Lux could summon a force that was enough to make some of the members of the Blackrock Clan feel as if their bum was about to get a beating.

Lux and Cethus might not see eye to eye most of the time, but since the Dragon Born reminded the Half-Elf of when he himself was still struggling and wanted to be strong, he decided to take Cethus under his wing.

After seeing the Dragon Born's sorry state, the Half-Elf felt the strong urge to teach the Half-Orc a lesson that he shouldn't bully those who were weaker than him.

"Sorry, Flamma," Lux said as his two hands transformed into Dragon Claws. "I don't fight one-on-one battles. So, don't blame me if I accidentally kill you."

"T-This is a sacred duel, you know," Flamma stuttered. "Fight me one-on-one!"

"Okay," Lux replied as he pointed his finger at the silly Half-Orc who thought that he could bullsh*t his way out of this mess.

"Bang his nuts!"

As soon as the Half-Elf gave his orders, his subordinates moved as one and charged at the pitiful Half-Orc who would soon understand what it meant to be Gang Banged.