A few hours later, in another battlefield—
Just when the dust began to settle across the field, the clouds overhead rumbled unnaturally.
Rumble! Rumble!
A golden light pierced the sky, followed by a deafening silence—as if the world itself was holding its breath.
Doodle's eyes widened. "This phenomenon! I read about it! Don't tell me…"
Noel blinked. "What… is that?"
Back at the live broadcast studio, Doodle's jaw slackened.
"It… It seems they're finally making a move? This competition is about to get even tougher now."
The screen flickered from Liang and now showed a tall man suspended mid-air, looking at the battlefield with a bored expression.
Beside him was a beautiful woman, her hair tied back with a golden hairband and her body adorned with jewels.
Jack Arefield of the Olympus Guild casually stretched out his hand as a golden spear flew from the corpse of a giant ogre, returning to his grasp.
