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Chapter 816

The accent in the woods unmistakably belonged to the Morbians. Morbia sent the most participants each year, with around four to five teams. Due to their vast yet impoverished population, they could only build homes off cow dung and would even use it to treat illnesses and ward off evil. They couldn't afford wives, so they risked their lives for a chance to change their fate. Poor children were often sent to study martial arts to either participate in the Tropical Deathmatch or to serve in the Secret Realm. With no legal constraints in the deathmatch, they always did as they pleased and targeted women first in every match. This particular Morbian team had over a hundred members and was the most formidable Morbian team. The leader, Baron Lazzaro, was as much of a blusterer as Lionel. While Lionel called himself the lion of Morbia, Baron regarded himself as the tiger of Morbia. Basically, Morbian warriors were always boasting about ferocious beasts and would never miss out on

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