Golden Square. →
Nameless appeared without a sound.
The Black Track was the final stage, and the finish line was not far beyond it.
Nameless was neither first nor last. Quite a few trial participants had stopped before the Yellow Track, hesitating to move forward, so there was actually plenty of time. It was more than enough for him to run the Black Track again.
"Why won't you trust me?"
Nameless let out a deep sigh, then quickly composed himself and prepared for the next stage.
After a while, once all the trial participants had arrived, a jingling, clattering sound rang out. A group of puppet people emerged from a small door, beating gongs and drums as they slowly passed among the trial participants.
A puppet seated on a flower cart began handing out candy. It scattered huge amounts of candy from its hands, and everyone immediately began scrambling for it.
Nameless casually picked up a piece of candy that had rolled to his feet. He unwrapped it and popped it into his mouth, sweetness instantly spreading through his mouth.
He was very good at regulating his emotions. Now that things had come to this, he could not give up, much less sink into despair.
After all, he was someone who would become the "Master."
"Sixth stage: survival of the fittest. Kill your opponent and obtain everything they possess. Before the King of Beasts kills you, become the King of Beasts!"
Nameless opened his eyes and found himself already in the sixth stage.
The surroundings were a pitch-black universe. He stood atop a meteorite. After reading the rules, he muttered to himself, "The key to this stage is finding all the trial participants as quickly as possible and killing them!"
Delaying would only let the other trial participants grow