Chapter 588 Whose blood does he want?

Chapter 588 Whose blood does he want?

After a long hour, Kyle paused at the opposite end of the stage as a surge of energy erupted around the silver spear in his hand. He glanced at the panting man across from him.

Carcel clicked his tongue and wiped his sweaty forehead with his sleeve. He was a bit annoyed that even after pushing himself to his limits to fight the man opposite him, the latter didn't even break a sweat, not to mention, his pristine white shirt remained immaculate.

"That's not fair at all... what on earth did you consume to gain such immense power in just a few years. I also underwent intense training in the Sacred Divine Land, so why is the gap between us now so vast?"

He muttered quietly under his breath and straightened his body only to speechlessly gaze at the three familiar figures clustered outside the hovering stage. They were none other than Alec, Nine, and Regius.

After their battles ended, instead of advancing to their next stages, they joined the audience upon noticing Kyle and Carcel in the middle of their duel. The illusionary figure, whose vision was obscured by the three floating figures watching Kyle and Carcel stage intently, gently tapped Nine's shoulder. However, Nine simply shrugged the figure's hand away and remarked.

"Kyle is very strong, but he's even more powerful with the spear... now I really get why Jian was scared of losing me, because if I had sparred with him, I would probably have been beaten in the end."

Alec nodded with a serious expression.

"Indeed... but I was hoping to witness Carcel land at least a single blow on Kyle. Oh well, who am I to complain."

Regius noticed Carcel's darkening expression and spoke with a slight smirk playing at the corner of his lips.

"Guys, we should just be thankful that Carcel's precious body remains unharmed even after enduring so much-!"

His words were abruptly cut off when the golden-haired man lunged towards him with his spear, sporting a fed-up expression. But he swiftly dashed in the opposite direction before the man could grab him.

Carcel huffed at the elven man's diminishing figure as he left the hovering stage boundary and glared at Alec and Nine, who fell eerily silent. On the stage, Kyle chuckled at the group and shook his head.

He watched as the illusionary figure brushed past both Nine and Alec, swiftly landing on the stage to declare him the victor after Carcel's left the stage.

Kyle's eyes flickered with a hint of a smile, but the warmth soon faded as he scanned the area and realized one of the shadow generals had vanished from his spot.

His gaze grew icy as he searched the surroundings for the man and eventually spotted Will among the people from the dark side in the audience seats, finally allowing his body to relax.

"Don't tell me you are the cause of the sudden tremor...?"

Kyle raised an eyebrow at his words.

"Why? You don't think I can be innocent? I am just a divine rank after all."

Alec's eyes flickered with bewilderment because even though the silver-haired man spoke in an innocent voice, the smirk on his lips indicated otherwise.

"You! I know you are strong, but you can't just mess with so many powerful people! You are not the only one who's going to suffer the consequences!"

There was a touch of disbelief in his voice as he couldn't understand why Kyle would endanger them all. Alec knew, just like him, all his friends want to kill the shadow generals and the people from the dark side, but with their current strength, he understood they stood no chance! Besides, causing chaos in the Gladiator Arena would surely anger the arena overseers, and who knows what they would do to Kyle once they found out he orchestrated it all!

Kyle brushed off the hand on his shoulder. He grasped the blue-haired man's point of view, but the plan was already in motion, and if all went according to his strategy, they could potentially kill both of the shadow generals present in the Arena.

"Do you really think I don't have a plan?"

Alec let out a troubled sigh.

"It's not that I doubt you; it's just that, if you're planning something, I hope nobody suffers any harm."

As Kyle and Alec locked eyes, Nine intervened to stop them. He gripped their shoulders with a serious expression.

"Stop bickering, both of you! Alec, now that Kyle has started something, we must trust him. You know he's the stronger one at the moment. Besides, only Kyle, you, and I are aware that Kyle tampered with the Arena. If we keep this to ourselves, no one else will find out."

He shifted his gaze to Kyle.

"Now you! Tell us, what are you up to before I lose my cool with you!"

Kyle gave Nine a different look this time. But even though his eyes shone with a hint of solidarity because Nine was clearly taking his side, he still roughly pushed the man's hand off his shoulder. Nine grimaced with a click of his tongue but still leaned in when Kyle started speaking.

"I placed a unique array all over the Arena. No need to stress; it won't activate just yet since it requires a bit more divine and spiritual energy. You both should discreetly alert Jian and the rest to get ready because we are all going to fight together."