Chapter 579 Let the battles begin!

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Chapter 579 Let the battles begin!

Old Hal glanced at the people in robes behind him, and many of them started floating above the numerous stages in the center of the towering walls. A middle-aged woman with long hair amplified her voice so that everyone could hear her clearly.

"It's a bit late, but I, Vexana, welcome everyone to the Gladiator Arena. It's been a hundred years, and I'm lucky to witness that once again, we are opening the platform where the winners will have a chance to enter the 'Lost Treasure Tomb'."

"This tomb is filled with otherworldly treasures that even a supreme rank like me desires. However, only those below the supreme rank are permitted to enter to ensure that the stronger individuals do not overpower the weaker ones."

She scrunched up her face when the people from the dark side barged in, hollering and cackling during her speech.

"Just kick off the Arena; My bones are practically rusting!"

"Ah, come on, zip it; we are not clueless. Start the Arena, old hag."

"I'm bored to death; start the Arena... itching for a brawl."

"Can someone shut her up?"

The rest of the crowd was eerily quiet as the two shadow generals chuckled softly at the middle-aged woman whose eyes blazed with pure fury. The people in robes hovering behind her exchanged glances, and a young man among them, Ned, swiftly raised his hand and put up a barrier in front of the section where the dark side people were seated to silence their voices.

He whispered near the woman's ear.

As soon as her words finished, the circles on the back of each participant began to glow, and a number materialized on their skin. Kyle looked at the number that appeared on the back of his hand and whispered softly.

"Stage 199?"

Next to him, Nine was fervently hoping he wasn't assigned to the same stage as his friends because only one winner would be chosen in the end. Everyone quickly matched their numbers and breathed a sigh of relief when they realized they would be fighting on different stages. Nine stood up with a smirk and stretched his shoulders.

"Finally. Now, it's my time to shine! The lone Overload of the Sea is here!"

"Guys, I will be gone for a minute, but don't worry, I will be back soon."

He winked at everyone and floated off to find his stage. Sinon spread his wings and quickly followed him to locate his stage with a smirk.

"And I will be back in half a minute, haha."

Regius shook his head at the two shameless men with a sigh, but a grin appeared at the corner of his lips.

"Okay, I accept the challenge!"

"Let's see who can return to the audience seats faster than me!"

The others chuckled, and one by one, they also left their positions. Only Kyle stayed behind, slowly getting up from his seat and looking around to locate his stage for the upcoming battle. Zron, Bia, and Nox stared at his back, and the old dwarf spoke up.

"Hurry up, young man! Why are you dragging your feet? What if the illusionary figures kick off the fights without you?"