Ten days later.
The eagerly awaited Arena Duel began right on time.
Nightfall Is Coming hosted the exclusive livestream, with ten billion viewers waiting in advance.
The moment the broadcast began, the viewer count broke twenty billion, setting another server-wide record.
The arena map generated randomly, and the scene abruptly changed.
An icebound snowy wasteland stretched for countless miles.
Biting winds swept fragments of snow across the land. Thick ice covered the entire battlefield, while towering mountain ranges of ice stood in the distance, the blizzards howling mournfully past them.
There was no cover or complicated terrain to maneuver around anywhere, only an endless, open ice field.
Light flickered across the battlefield as the participating guilds arrived.
At the very center, a blood-red curtain of light descended, and the Divine Hall Guild's million veterans appeared in formation.
The swirling snow battered them, but before frost could settle on their shoulders, their outward-flowing auras melted it away.
The million soldiers stood tall as pines, silently stationed at the heart of the ice field.
The weighty presence forged through more than twenty years of battlefield trials became a murderous aura that soared into the sky.
At the center of the red formation, Divine King stood with his hands behind his back, his expression calm and composed.
To face his approaching opponents, he had spent ten days running overclocked simulations.
He had mastered six sets of new-generation thought models in advance.
The next instant, six blue curtains of light rose from every direction.
The six leading guilds of the new generation arrived in a complete encirclement, sealing every avenue of advance and retreat for Divine Hall.
Directly east stood Azure Edge Chasing Waves, currently the most prominent guild of the new generation and the winner of six consecutive Star League championships.
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