It was just a moment, but Blood God''s situation was precarious.


    ...


    Apart from the piercing music, the diator arena suddenly fell eerily silent.


    The jointbat of the four experts produced an aura akin to a genuine fight to the death, spreading a chilling murderous intent that silenced the usually raucous spectators, leaving them inexplicably heart-pounded and mute.


    Watching the Blood God struggle from the control room, a subordinate looked at the person in charge with some confusion, "Boss, was the sacrifice we chose for him too strong?"


    Those three were selected sacrifices, crucial for the enactment of this ascension ritual; but, looking at how things were developing, the ''sacrifices'' seemed capable of bringing down the ''main character''?


    "So what if they are? What does it matter?" The person in charge retorted with an eerie smile, seemingly indifferent to the situation in the arena, "Only the blood warriors who fully embracebat can be servants of the master! If they can''t ovee this, then let them die!"


    If one cannot face their inner self in battle and embrace the power thates from bloodshed and ughter, then they should die!


    How can a sacrifice thatcks qualificationpel the most fervent, purest desire for ughter!


    Blood God is neither the first nor will he be thest.


    This arena was never simply for profit; it exists solely as a training ground for nurturing servants for the master!


    ...


    "Roar!"


    The warrior, who had maintained a calm and even cruel demeanor, suddenly erupted into a furious roar.


    A deep crimson shed through his eyes, and visually, his speed and strength increased dramatically in an instant.


    The sudden burst caught the viper, engaged in directbat, off guard, and its half-mechanical body was flung far away in an instant.


    Quickly stabilizing his form with mechanical limbs, Viper immediately regainedposure, eyeing the figure entangled by his teammate with wariness.


    [He''s be stronger...]


    How is that possible?


    Many had analyzed Blood God''s abilities; without the Gene Optimization Solution, his disyedbat power had already reached the peak level of a normal human''s physique.


    The peak level of a normal human''s physique should not be able to overpower the strength of mechanical limbs powered by internal energy sources!


    Had he finally broken through the stubborn military officials and received the Gene Optimization Solution aftering back from a mission just the other day?


    ...


    This is trouble!


    "Don''t hold back anymore!" Viper growled lowly at the old soldier who was still hesitating to strike.


    "Understood!"


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    Graff''s eyes took on a misty gray sheen—


    Spiritual Energy talent.


    The most basic level of Spiritual Energy talent.


    If it wasn''t for his advanced years and the fact that he was a natural human, the military would never let him leave... That''s under the assumption that he had never used any of the military''s resources for Spiritual Energy and gics, otherwise, even in death, he would die within the military.


    ...


    As an opponent, no one could better understand the intentions of their adversaries than Blood God.


    It was just a diatorial match... Following the deep-seated prohibitions against harming natural humans imnted in his synthetic self, he never wished to harm any natural human without explicit military orders. Hence, even while training his abilities in this underground fight club, he never took any lives and refused to participate in death matches.


    He would fight earnestly but never deal a fatal blow.


    But now... the resolute killing intent of the three opponents was unmistakably evident.


    They... did they really want to kill him?


    The most primal urge to survive surged within, and a savage rage began to overwhelm his once-calm intellect.


    It was just a match... just a match...


    Why... Why!


    The frenzied, sinister atmosphere that pervaded the arena seemed to invisibly prate his very marrow.


    Rage surged wildly!


    ...


    In the rest area, Bai E''s eyelids twitched, feeling as if something tremendous had urred before him—


    Taking on three at once... That guy, did he really win?