In its place were three figures—crimson, pitch-black, and violet-black—entwined in a fierce battle.
At this moment, a grim killing intent had quietly risen over the arena. Amid the silent venue, the sensation of clashing weapons was especially clear.
Gobta stared at the battle, as though witnessing a myth, and unconsciously opened his mouth wide.
He finally understood that the three figures from earlier had not been their actual bodies at all, but merely afterimages left behind by their excessive speed.
They had already begun fighting.
"Is this... their true strength?"
"They're ridiculously strong!"
Gobta's heart was filled with shock at the overwhelming strength of Diablo, Ze'Chion, and Benimaru.
It was not as though he had never seen people stronger than the three of them, nor had he never witnessed battles more powerful and intense than this one.
But... what kind of beings had he watched fight in the past?
The battles between the Lord, the Most Ancient and Evil Demon King, and the Emperor of the Empire involved existences who, in Gobta's eyes, were no longer people of the mortal world. They were beings beyond reach.
In any case, Gobta no longer regarded the Lord, that Most Ancient and Evil Demon King, or the Emperor of the Empire as human! They were gods!
After all, the Lord had plenty of divine titles.
God of Rock, Rock Archon, God of Contracts, God of Precious Metals...
Battles between gods were grand spectacles rarely seen throughout all of history, so naturally they could not be compared.
But that did not diminish how rare this battle was!
As far as Gobta was concerned, being able to witness such a battle at his age meant he could die without regrets.
On the arena.
With the opening exchanges over, the first to launch an attack was