The night passed quickly.
The next day.
The nation war, watched by countless people, was held in Mormans's largest dueling arena.
Clang!
Accompanied by the crisp, resounding toll of a bell.
Boom!!
Twelve golden pillars of light shot into the sky!
The heavens split open.
A golden fissure stretching across the horizon tore through the firmament! Within the rift was not darkness, but flowing starlight, crimson chains, torrents of energy, and auroras of every color interwoven throughout.
In Mormans's plaza, nearly everyone raised their heads to watch this scene.
Someone sighed. "No matter how many times I see it, it's still this breathtaking..."
Someone murmured, "I wonder who'll win in the end this time."
"I still remember the one sixty years ago. It was truly spectacular. I was only nine back then, but the presence of the Nordic Saint is still unforgettable to this day."
"Nonsense, the one thirty-three years ago was clearly more intense."
"Many of those contestants from back then have already become existences far beyond our reach, haven't they?"
"After this nation war ends, someone will surely become famous across the world and turn into a new legend, right?"
A notification window popped up before martial artists all over the world.
``` [Global Announcement]
[In order to gather planetary resources and cultivate stronger talents to resist the Abyss, the 72nd Nation War has begun]
[Arena activated]
[Global livestream activated. Tipping and support functions activated]
[The first day will be individual battles. Each contestant will be randomly assigned to a designated area and randomly matched against opponents from other countries. Victory will earn rewards for the contestant's country, while defeat will bring punishment upon the contestant's country]
[The top ten in the individual battles will receive generous rewards for both themselves and their countries. There are no