1:43 p.m.
Nearly five hundred thousand spectators had arrived at RL1110 Area from all across Sea Star.
At this moment, they stood in queues stretching beyond sight.
Like an unbroken river, they streamed through the fifty gates of the Multiverse Duel Arena.
Fortunately, to prevent chaos, the Tournament Organizing Department had arranged for staff at each gate.
They guided the spectators into batches of fifty onto Flying Thunder God Formation Diagrams laid out on the ground in advance.
Then genin ninjas hired from Sea Ninja Village poured Chakra into the formations to activate them, teleporting the spectators to the stands near their assigned seats.
This spared hundreds of thousands of spectators the trouble of blindly searching for their seats inside the arena.
The ground-level stands had ten levels in total, with five Flying Thunder God Formation Diagrams on each level.
All the spectators had to do was consult the arena map released beforehand and the seat number on their tickets, then head to the corresponding gate for teleportation.
Those who had purchased Wind Stone seats or Colored Cloud Boxes had separate entrances.
So long as the spectators waiting on the ground looked up,
they could see mages dressed in splendid robes flying slowly into the duel arena, wands tucked between their legs and multicolored trails of light streaming behind them.
Behind each mage floated Wind Stone seats enveloped in faint emerald magical power.
The sight filled many people with envy.
It was not that they could not afford the one hundred thousand Beli price tag. They simply had not managed to secure Wind Stone tickets.
As for the clusters of multicolored Colored Cloud Boxes even higher up, some of which had various patterns and words flashing across their surfaces,
most people chose to ignore them.
The price of five hundred