As soon as they stepped into the Divine Realm, Zane Drake and the others sensed the unusual atmosphere—
This Sanctum seed entirely different from the previous Divine Realms.
In the past Divine Realms, it was usually a group of people competing within, eventually vying for the ownership of the Divine Pattern.
But this ti, the Divine Realm....
It was an ancient and grand circular gladiatorial arena!
Gigantic columns reached to the sky, stone steps were mottled, and the air was filled with the scent of blood and ancient oppression.
The Human Race, Vicious Beasts, and the Demon Clan each occupied a side of the stands, with clear barriers of hostility perating the entire arena.
Could it be that they were to engage in an open confrontation here to determine the ownership of the Divine Pattern by gladiatorial combat?!
Just as Zane Drake was wondering, a noble and icy chanical female voice echoed from the Void.
The sound waves spread out tangibly, making everyone’s hearts and minds shiver:
[Congratulations on participating in the third Divine Realm!]
[The rules are as follows:]
[This Divine Realm adopts a point system, and the one with the highest points will gain ownership of the Divine Pattern.]
[There are three levels of combat: Monarch Level, Half-step Totem Level, and Totem Level.]
[Three matches at Monarch Level, each victory earns 1 point;]
[Two matches at Half-step Totem Level, each victory earns 2 points;]
[One match at Totem Level, victory earns 5 points.]
[The final victory is determined by total points.]
Upon hearing the rules of this Divine Realm, Zane Drake’s expression suddenly changed.
This Divine Realm actually adopted a point system, and the most important point was that it involved a competition at the Totem Level.
Currently, among the three factions, only the Human Race did not have a Totem Level presence.
This ant, before it even started...
The Human Race had already lost five points!
Zane Drake calculated swiftly: to win, the Human Race had to achieve total victory in all three Monarch Level matches (3 points) and two Half-step Totem Level matches (4 points), only then could they narrowly equalize the 5 base points of the Totem Level.
Any loss could an the Human Race would miss out on the Divine Pattern!
"The Totem Level battle... we can only forgo it."
Zane Drake decided swiftly, "Focus all efforts on defending the Monarch and Half-step Totem Levels, not losing a single match!"
His gaze swept over those beside him:
Currently, the Human Race only had three at the Half-step Totem Level.
Himself, Cavan Vero, and the Queen of the Holy See.
The Queen of the Holy See’s strength was sowhat weaker than the other two.
Thus, for the Half-step Totem Level this ti, the two of them could not shirk the responsibility.
As for the Monarch Level, Zane Drake’s gaze fixed on Noelle Quinn.
Noelle Quinn possessed extraordinary talent and Sword Heart Clarity; though at Monarch Peak, her combat strength had already touched the threshold of Half-step Totem, and she would certainly claim a victory.
As for the remaining two matches....
Zane Drake’s gaze fell on Abel Vance and Stryker.
They could only rely on these two.
Their strength was not weak among the Monarch Level, as long as nothing unexpected happened...
They would very likely win!
These five were the strongest lineup the Human Race could field.
If they lost two of the five battles, it would be a total defeat!
Zane Drake looked around at everyone, his gaze piercing, his voice decisive:
"This battle concerns the survival of the Human Race— even if it costs our last drop of blood, we must return with complete victory!"
[The first Monarch Level duel is about to begin—]
[Please, three factions, send your contestants to the arena!]
...
anwhile, in Vesperion Square at the center of Angel City.
Beneath the imposing statue of the Twelve-Winged Angel.
A Void Passage flowing with Holy Runes was suddenly opened with the combined effort of five Totem Ninth Tier Angels!
The other end of the passage led directly to the Trial Grounds passed down through the ages by the Angel Race.
The Angel of Judgnt stood solemnly before the passage, his gaze sharp, sweeping over the three individuals before him:
"Leah, Lazuli, Laney—you three will represent the Angel Race to enter the Trial Grounds, competing for the position of the final inheritor."
"Any questions?"
The three shook their heads one after another, each with different expressions.
Leah looked calm, Laney seed slightly nervous, while Lazuli lowered her eyelashes slightly.
The Angel of Judgnt nodded, his voice like a great bell:
"In that case, the trial for the successors of the Angel Race—begins now!"
Before he finished speaking, Leah was already stepping forward, her figure disappearing into the passage like light.
And just as Lazuli was about to enter the Trial Grounds...
Kieran Sinclair took a step forward, gently pressing Lazuli’s shoulder, speaking softly:
"If anything seems wrong, keeping yourself safe must be your first priority."
"Even without this inheritor’s identity, with here, no one in the Angel Race dares to refuse you."
Though his voice was soft, it carried an undeniable weight—
He was not only the strongest among the five angels.
He also commanded the Angel Race’s army of millions.
Within the Angel Race, he was the true power-holder.
Lazuli was slightly startled, the warmth from her father’s palm made her feel a bit unsure,
yet a faint unfamiliar warmth quietly seeped into her heart.
She raised her eyes to Kieran Sinclair’s deep golden ones, and finally replied softly:
"Understood."
Then she turned to Aster Grant, her voice gentle yet firm:
"Master, I’m going in."
Aster Grant nodded, his gaze warm: "Be careful with everything."
Laney beside her was still sowhat dazed.
In just a few days, she had risen from an ordinary angel to beco one of the inheritors,
everything seed unreal like a dream.
It wasn’t until Aster Grant softly reminded her: "Laney, it’s your turn now."
She then ca to her senses, hastily responding: "Yes, yes, Master Aster!"
Then with a bit of bewildernt, she stepped into the streaming passage.
Seeing that all three had entered, the Angel of Judgnt raised his hand to seal the passage,
the Void Passage began to close slowly, the runes progressively dimming.
However—
Just as the passage was about to close completely, a sudden change occurred!
The remaining Void Power within the passage suddenly erupted violently, swirling like a vortex towards the standing Aster Grant!
The next mont, a brilliant flash occurred, and Aster Grant’s figure was forcibly dragged into the passage, disappearing without a trace!
This scene left everyone present instantly dumbfounded.
"What is happening? Weren’t the Trial Grounds supposed to be entered only by the three inheritors?"
"Why was a seemingly irrelevant person forcibly drawn in?!"
"Could this be part of the trial?"
Exclamations and questions spread like a tide among the crowd, and even the Angel of Judgnt rarely showed a doubtful expression.
He repeatedly checked the sealing process and confird no mistakes—
The passage should have completely closed, the sudden movent was definitely not his doing!
Milos stepped forward quickly, his voice carrying a trace of disbelief:
"Why would the Trial Grounds take Aster Grant in?"
The Angel of Judgnt’s brow furrowed tightly, slowly shaking his head:
"I’m not sure either, but perhaps it’s the will of the God of Angels!"
The will of the God of Angels?!
Milos’s mouth twitched uncontrollably.
Even if it was the will of the God of Angels, why....
Choose a human instead of one of their angels to enter the Trial Space?
Only Kieran Sinclair’s gaze was fixed on the statue of the God of Angels before him.
His eyes held a trace of surprise.
Since the first ti he saw this statue, he felt a sense of familiarity.
But now....
After seeing his daughter, this sense of familiarity grew stronger.
Could it be.....
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