Chapter 87: Information
"On the human side, representing the Region of Utopia...
A genius possessing a Heaven-grade talent and a Heaven-grade mutated bloodline...
From the Immortal Flame Wings Empire...
And the youngest heir of the Immortal Empire...
Iriiiiiis Laagnaaaaaar!"
"Hooraaaaaaaah...!"
The moment they heard that name, the spectators recognized him immediately. They rose to their feet in excitement and cheered at the top of their lungs.
The voices of more than a million people merged together like deafening thunder. But in an arena like this... All that noise did was make the atmosphere even more thrilling.
From the left side of the arena...
Unlike the spiritual projections that normally appeared in The Eternal Night Heaven...
A muscular young man walked out, looking no older than fifteen.
He stood over one meter and ninety centimeters tall. His golden hair reached his shoulders, mixed with several crimson streaks.
His eyes weren’t like those of ordinary humans. Instead... They were golden eyes resembling those of a predatory reptile.
But what stood out the most... Were the four ibex-like horns atop his head.
Two of them were short, extending just above his ears before ending near the back of his head in the shape of hooks. The other two were several times larger. They emerged from his forehead, stretched upward, then curved slightly backward.
This was a mutated human...
Iris wore a tight white combat suit decorated with numerous golden lines. A confident smile appeared on his face, revealing his sharp fangs.
He walked forward until he neared the center of the arena, then stopped just before reaching it. He looked toward the gate on the right side of the arena and smiled confidently.
"Hahaha, our little champion is as confident as always."
The announcer laughed. The spectators behind him laughed as well. They all knew Iris’s brilliant record inside this arena.
But suddenly... The announcer’s expression turned serious.
"But I’d advise you to be careful, little champion.
Your opponent this time isn’t someone simple.
I’m certain this battle is going to spill a lot of blood!"
The announcer shouted at the top of his lungs while pointing toward the gate on the right.
Iris narrowed his eyes, clearly displeased by the announcer’s words. But in the end... His confident smile returned once again. He stared toward the right gate with intense hostility.
Meanwhile...
The spectators became several times more excited. Every pair of eyes turned toward the right gate. Their curiosity grew even stronger.
They all wanted to know...
Who exactly was this new fighter...
Who could force Iris Lagnar into a battle where so much blood would be spilled...?
"Ladies and gentlemen...
On the monster side...
Representing the Region of Arcadia...
A genius possessing an Immortal-grade talent and an Immortal-grade bloodline...
A candidate to become one of the Primordial Fangs...
The youngest candidate among the Fangs...
Blood Phoenix...
Rikiiiiiiiiiii...!"
From the right side...
A young man who appeared to be around fifteen years old slowly walked out.
He possessed a perfectly proportioned physique. A savage aura surrounded his entire body.
When Ricky had first entered The Eternal Night Heaven alongside Zephyr... He had appeared in the form of a white spiritual projection like every other visitor.
But here... Inside the Eternal Colosseum Hall... Ricky appeared in his true form.
His blood-red hair seemed to burn like living flames. His crimson eyes contained nothing but killing intent and an endless thirst for slaughter.
He wore a tight black combat suit decorated with crimson lines, exposing the muscles of his bare arms.
On the right side of his chest... There was an emblem of a jaw with four fangs.
But what stood out the most... Were his enormous crimson wings... And the blood-colored feathers that looked like long drops of blood.
Ricky spread his gigantic wings to their full span. Then confidently walked toward the center of the arena.
He stopped just before reaching the middle... Then looked at Iris with nothing but disgust and utter contempt.
From the moment Ricky stepped into the arena... Until the moment he stopped before Iris... Not a single person among those millions uttered a single word.
Everyone remained silent...
In awe...
In fear...
In tension...
The moment they heard the name...
Primordial Fangs.
"Have the Primordial Fangs accepted a new candidate?"
One of the people seated in the VIP section muttered nervously.
"It seems they have."
The person beside him replied in a grave voice.
"The last candidate they accepted was three hundred years ago. That candidate caused the fall of a Cosmic Empire in the Region of Eldoria... Before disappearing under mysterious circumstances."
The moment those words were spoken... Everyone who heard them tensed. Their eyes immediately turned toward a wealthy-looking man.
"Lord Dicks...
Aren’t you a member of the Court of Secrets?
Why don’t you investigate that boy’s background?"
Lord Dicks turned toward them and smiled gently.
"Certainly."
He shifted his gaze toward a purple furball sitting on his shoulder.
"Didi...
Open the Panel of Secrets."
"Didi!"
The little furball cried happily as it jumped onto Lord Dicks’ shoulder.
A purple panel immediately appeared before him.
Lord Dicks sent his spiritual sense into the panel.
A few moments later... The panel lit up.
Lord Dicks’ eyes instantly widened in shock.
"Th-This...
H-How is this possible?!"
"What happened, Lord Dicks?"
The people beside him were startled by his reaction and hurriedly asked.
"That monster...
It’s an Alpha Monster.
And on top of that...
It possesses an Immortal-grade bloodline.
That bloodline had come within a single step of becoming fully mutated."
Lord Dicks’ voice trembled as he spoke.
"But it seems...
He failed at the final step.
Even so...
He obtained a law even stronger than his original one.
That new law...
Is called the Blood Nirvana Law."
Lord Dicks continued reading Ricky’s information.
But when he reached the very end... His eyes widened even further. His face turned deathly pale with fear.
He muttered in a trembling voice...
"H-How...
How could that person be the one responsible for him?!"
"Stop making us even more nervous, Lord Dicks!
Who is this person you’re talking about?"
Several people beside him frowned impatiently, urging him to continue.
After hearing their complaints and seeing how eager they were to know the rest...
Lord Dicks remained silent for several seconds.
He swallowed hard.
Then quickly looked around to make sure there were no strangers nearby.
Only after confirming that there was no one unfamiliar...
Did he let out a sigh of relief.
He placed a hand on his chest to calm himself.
Then he motioned for his friends to lean in closer...