"Zehahaha! All three of you, come at me together!"
In the brutal underground arena on Paros Island, which resembled the bloody colosseums found across the seas, the fighting was even more savage, and death was commonplace.
Bare-chested and spattered with blood, Marshall D. Teach laughed excitedly.
His fierce gaze swept provocatively over the three men already lined up to challenge him.
"Yeah!"
Teach's swagger drew thunderous cheers from the spectators around the arena.
From the moment he had started, Teach had not rested once, defeating sixty-three powerful fighters in succession.
He still stood like a god of war, seemingly nowhere near his physical limits.
"That would be against the rules, wouldn't it, Your Highness?"
The manager in charge of the underground arena frowned, then turned respectfully toward the man beside him, who was looking down at the arena through privacy glass.
Fine blue-green scales covered parts of his body, and his fearsome dragon horns curved backward. He reclined bare-chested on a sofa with his arms spread wide.
This was the true owner of Paros Island's underground arena.
Raymond, Hades's twenty-third son, possessed Dragon People blood and was the younger brother of "Scythe Dragon" Yates.
After graduating, he had neither gone out to sea as a pirate nor joined the Pluton Pirates, and he had no desire to remain in the military.
Work in the Underworld Prison did not suit him either.
After learning of the underground arena's existence, Raymond had volunteered to take charge of this important venue.
The underground arena had been established four years earlier. Beneath the southwestern part of the Sky Arena, it occupied a vast space reaching fifty meters underground.
The surrounding spectator stands could accommodate thirty thousand people.
Its more brutal style of combat made the underground arena just as popular.
Many powerful fighters from