A calm voice, like ice water thrown into a boiling oil pot.
Instantly ignited the dead-silent arena.
BOOM—!!!
After a brief stagnation.
Came a thunderous roar strong enough to overturn the dome.
Hundreds of thousands of spectators suddenly sprang from their seats.
Arms waving, faces flushed, shouting various hysterical cries, whistles and uncontrollable curses.
"What the fuck!!!"
"Awesome!!!"
"Crazy! Just fucking crazy!!!"
"Right in front of the Desolate Bone Corps, pulverizing their elite, and then asking if that's all? Just who is this masked man?!"
"That slap... was loud enough, the Desolate Bone Corps' face has been stomped into the mud today!"
"Hahaha! Thrilling! Haven't seen such a thrilling spectacle in years!"
The massive wave of noise crashed against everyone's eardrums, the air humming and trembling.
Countless gazes, with schadenfreude, focused intently on the figure gripping half a bloodstained bone mask on the third platform.
And...
