"Now, after my repeated pleas, the Evil God and Atlantis have finally compromised."
I froze for a moment, then raised my head and asked, "Have they let me go?"
"They haven't." The Mysterious Woman shook her head in anguish. "You'll be taken to Atlantis's arena, where you'll face a battle unlike any before. If you can win, you'll be allowed to live."
"If you lose, you'll be killed by your opponents!"
I froze again, then gave a bitter smile. "Just how powerful are these opponents?"
"They're opponents you have no chance of defeating!" the Mysterious Woman said helplessly. "There are ten of them in total. Half are from Atlantis, and the other half are from the human race."
"They're all Quasi-Gods! They're the strongest beings beneath the gods. You haven't even reached the Dao Ancestor realm. Against them, your odds of victory are practically nonexistent!"
"This is their final compromise. They still want you dead—only now, they'll execute you in front of countless spectators, restoring the dignity of the Atlanteans."
"So this arena battle is simply a road to certain death for you."
I was silent for a moment before giving a bitter smile. "Why did the human race send experts as well? Do they want me dead too?"
"I don't know what they're thinking either. They consider you a traitor and want to purge their ranks personally," the Mysterious Woman said.
"Hahaha, who would have thought that a former hero would end up like this?" I gave a tragic laugh and looked at her. "Tell me everything else at once."
"You'll have three months to prepare. Don't even think about escaping. No matter where you run, the Evil God can capture you and bring you back."
"These three months are your chance to catch your breath. You must raise