The underground arena had never been so crowded.
Hours before the main event, every seat had already been filled.
The aisles overflowed with spectators.
Merchants abandoned their stalls to catch a glimpse of history.
Even influential demon nobles occupied the highest balconies, their private boxes overlooking the battlefield.
The whispers never ceased.
"She's really fighting him..."
"No one has pushed the King in years."
"I heard he defeated three Origin Realm experts in a single day."
"They call him invincible."
"And yet..."
Another spectator smiled.
"...Black Raven has made everyone believe miracles are possible."
The chants gradually spread through the arena.
"BLACK RAVEN!"
"BLACK RAVEN!"
Soon another chant answered it.
"CRIMSON KING!"
"CRIMSON KING!"
The two names collided like thunder.
The arena lights dimmed.
A single crimson crystal illuminated the battlefield.
The announcer stepped forward, his magically amplified voice echoing throughout the cavern.
