At that moment, a golden gate appeared out of thin air. A rainbow vortex slowly spun at its center, and the trial-takers rose one after another and headed toward it.
Nameless followed the crowd. Monet slowly walked over to his side and said coldly, "You'd better hope I never see you again. Otherwise, I'll kill you."
"Okay, good luck!" Nameless smiled and walked straight through the golden gate.
Monet paused for a moment before entering with a gloomy expression. Nameless clearly had not taken him seriously; that flippant attitude said it all.
"Nameless, you'll regret this!"
In the final second before entering the gate, Monet was consumed by Killing Intent Power. He would kill Nameless before everyone's eyes.
Island.
Nameless opened his eyes and immediately sat up from the beach. Before him stretched a vast blue sea.
He looked down at himself and discovered that his body had become smaller, about thirteen or fourteen years old. Aside from a pair of swim trunks, he wore nothing.
What kind of start was this?
He hurriedly got to his feet and looked around, only to find that he seemed to have no teammates this time.
At that moment, a light screen slowly unfolded before him. It read: "Third Trial: Demon Pet Battle. This world contains countless magical beasts. As a Beast Tamer, assemble your own demon pet team and claim the final victory."
"Ha..."
Nameless stared at the light screen with an absurd expression.
He had originally thought this would be some sort of wilderness survival trial. His body had become smaller, all his strength had been sealed, and he had nothing but swim trunks. No matter how he looked at it, this was survival.
Who would have thought this trial was actually Pokémon—catching pets and battling them?
Nameless could not