I, the Supreme Overlord, Start by Enslaving the Zerg Queen

Noah narrowed his eyes slightly, turning to closely watch the blond man in black slowly ascend the stage, his gaze brimming with battle intent.

Another clueless challenger appears, and he's actually quite handsome! exclusive-to-MvLeMpYr

This time, I'll just cripple him!

Indeed, in past arena battles, whenever Noah defeated his opponents, he would use extremely malicious and humiliating methods to beat them.

In his view, this guy, who didn't even look like an Elf, would also be thoroughly destroyed after he savagely beat him.

Because he was Noah, the biological son of the Second Elder Ethan, and one of the notable second-tier elites in Serene Forest!

Noah glanced at Charles with a haughty tone: "Daring to step up here shows you're brave, but before I completely break your limbs, get down, and I might spare your pathetic life."

Charles responded with a cold smile at the corner of his mouth and simply raised a middle finger at him: "Idiot!"

A brainless fool like this trying to mess with his woman?

Must be out of his mind!

Upon hearing such an insult, Noah immediately flew into a rage, roaring with fury, "You will pay for your audacity. There will be no place for you in this Forest of Elves!"

Of course, Noah wasn't entirely certain whether the guy in front of him, who didn't even have pointed ears, was an Elf.

If he wasn't an Elf, then he was even more deserving of death, as other races were nothing but filthy beings!

"Alright, since the last challenger has already stepped up, let's close off the arena." Ethan, who was on stage, noticed the current situation and pressed a button as he spoke.

In the next second, numerous mechanisms sealed off the entire arena tightly, completely different from the previous matches.

Perhaps because the son of the Second Elder had been insulted, Ethan wanted Noah to reclaim his lost dignity personally?

That no longer mattered.

Glancing at the sealed space above, Charles looked at Noah with an odd expression and asked, "By the way, do you really have no deep-seated hatred with your father?"

Noah was taken aback by the question and instinctively shook his head. "No, why would you ask that?"

Hearing this, Charles nodded slowly, and then a silver long spear gradually materialized in his right hand.

The Spear of Deicide, undoubtedly a Semi-Divine Weapon.

Charles pondered that the soul of an Elf should, theoretically, somewhat satisfy Keisha within the spear.

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After all, the soul of an Elf tended to be purer, and once devoured by the Spear of Deicide, the essence absorbed would be relatively pure as well.

Unfortunately, once this guy was killed, it wouldn't yield a treasure chest like when clearing out monsters.

According to the rules of The Continent of Overlord, only newly arrived Overlords who killed native monsters and dark creatures would receive treasure chest rewards.

Noah and his kin, having come from the Realm of Chaos to establish their dominance here, wouldn't drop any treasure chests when killed.

"Hmph, you sharp-tongued brat, once the match begins, I will definitely kill you!" Noah threatened, his killing intent evident.

"Can you really kill people in this arena?" Charles asked curiously.

Initially, he had planned to disregard rules and just kill outright. But from what this idiot Elf implied, it seemed like no rules were needed in the first place?

Charles rubbed his forehead in exasperation. After all, this was the Realm of Chaos.

The entire Continent of Overlord, except for domains like the Necromancer Domain, was the most chaotic and lawless place.

Who talks about rules here?

If you are strong, you are the rule!

Sure enough, Noah sneered and said, "So, you're an outsider Elf, huh? You thought the Elf order here would protect you?"

"In the Realm of Chaos, might makes right. Prepare to meet your end!"

With that, the two ceased their conversation.

It seemed the only remaining formality was for the Second Elder to declare the death sentence for his son. At this moment, Charles was willing to wait.

However, before Ethan could make the announcement, the astonished cries of the Elves echoed into the arena.

"Wow! It's our Queen Eve! The Second Elder was telling the truth, the Queen is really here to choose a consort!"

"I just hope the Queen doesn't choose someone from Ethan's faction, they are too overbearing!"

"No, I don't want the Queen to choose any faction. Think about it, besides Captain Amy, who else stands up for us powerless Elves?"

Ethan, on the verge of announcing the start of the match, was drenched in sweat. Eve and Amy had unexpectedly appeared!

He knew that the Queen was supposed to be welcoming a distinguished guest, and that damned Dark Elf would accompany her.

Otherwise, this event wouldn't have gained any traction!

Now, the event had begun, but before any results could be declared, Eve had arrived!

His subordinates had privately attempted to select a consort for the Overlord. How many lives did Ethan have to be spared by that Dark Elf?

But now, the arrow was on the string, and he had no choice but to release it!

He could only hope... that Her Majesty Eve remained merciful!

"Queen Majesty, please allow me to explain..." Ethan, with a forced smile on his old face, began to explain, only to be abruptly cut off by a dark crescent slash that forced him aside.

The dark energy severed Ethan's green hair, exposing his scalp, showcasing how well the wielder of the dark crescent was familiar with the Elven anatomy.

Amy silently retracted her dark blade, her cold eyes fixed on Ethan. "Do not touch Her Majesty with your filthy hands, or I will cut you down immediately!"

Ah, so that's how it is!

Ethan admitted, he had genuinely thought that this Dark Elf was about to kill him just like she had killed the Great Elder.

It seemed that he was simply too dirty…

His face darkened. A Dark Elf dared to call him filthy?

Ethan wanted to retort, but after glancing at Amy's murderous expression, he reverted to a submissive demeanor.

There was no choice, he couldn't win!

He was merely a third-tier trash Elf, one who had been exiled from the grand Forest of Elves and had lived a life of luxury since.

He wouldn't dare risk his life!

"Ahem, Your Majesty, weren't you supposed to be welcoming a distinguished guest today?" Ethan rubbed his bald head slightly, his tone respectful.

Eve smiled warmly at his words, "The guest has already been received, and upon hearing that the Second Elder is organizing a selection for my consort, I naturally had to come and see my future consort."

"So, is this the final match? And why make the arena so eerie?"

Without waiting for Ethan's explanation, she signaled to Amy with a glance.

Amy understood immediately. She summoned a dark crescent blade and fiercely slashed at the mechanisms.

In no time, the intricate traps and mechanisms Ethan had been so proud of were corroded by Amy's dark crescent slash, revealing the scene inside.

Charles saw Eve and Amy on the stage almost instantly and smiled gently.

Since the news had to spread, how could the leading lady not make an appearance?

As her husband, he could only wait patiently for Eve to set the stage perfectly.

Hmm, Elder Ethan's hair looks quite elegant.

On stage, Ethan touched his scalp again, his face pale. "Because the final match is a life-and-death duel. Neither my son nor that strange Elf can leave until the other is dead."

"After all, to become your consort without witnessing bloodshed... that would be too ridiculous, don't you think?"

He looked at Eve with trepidation, praying inwardly that this Queen Majesty remained merciful.

At least... don't kill him outright.

In the Realm of Chaos, life was indeed as cheap as dirt. However, under Eve's leadership, the Forest of Elves was a realm of order.

Even though this order was constantly undermined by the ambitions of some, on the surface, at least, everyone appeared to be one big loving family.

If it weren't for the many witnesses here, making it impossible to cover things up, he wouldn't have dared to flirt with the idea of murder so openly.

Now, Ethan could only hope that the kind-hearted Eve would be naive enough to believe that he was acting out of respect for her.

Though, deep down, he knew it was a slim hope.

Sure enough, Eve fell silent for a moment.

Perhaps sensing the Queen's silence, all the Elves in the square turned their hopeful eyes towards her.

They wished for her to put a stop to all of this.

Eventually, Eve nodded gently, "You're right, Ethan. To become my consort, blood must indeed be shed."

"Amy, this cage is not secure enough. Use your Dark Elf powers to create a barrier that even those of the lower third tier can't break."

"And then... let the match begin!"

Amy couldn't help but chuckle inwardly at the Queen's cunning demeanor. In the next moment, she constructed a dark barrier that perfectly enclosed the arena.

What?

Ethan was dumbfounded. Could it be that his son had truly won Eve's favor, and she was abandoning her kind-hearted persona for Noah?

That would be wonderful!

Inside the arena, Noah laughed heartily as he looked at the mysterious energy barrier surrounding him. "Kid, even if the Queen is here, you're finished!"

With that, he picked up his Elf longbow and slowly drew the string.

A green energy arrow appeared on the bowstring and shot forth like the wind.

Seeing this, Charles raised his Spear of Deicide with one hand. Without any visible effort, the spear's tip emitted a brilliant white light.

At that moment, Charles seemed to remember something and quickly called out to Catherine, "Don't kill him outright, otherwise, those watching from above won't be entertained."

As he spoke, the white light, initially aimed at Noah's head, shifted towards a more sensitive area.