Clink, clink.
A young man with raven-colored short hair sat in a dusty room. He grabbed several medicinal herbs and put them all in a small bowl.
Then, he grabbed a pounder made of rock. He raised it and began pounding on the medicine herbs, reducing them to a powder.
Bam, bam, bam!
''Whew.'' The young man wiped his sweat and poured the herbs into a glass bottle.
Then, he grabbed water from the wooden table and poured it all into the glass bottle. Soon, the glass bottle got filled with water, and the herb slowly started merging with the liquid.
The water slowly turned green-colored.
Then, the young man grabbed another batch of medicinal herbs from the inventory and put them all in the small bowl. He then grabbed the pounder and smashed the herbs.
Bam, bam, bam!
After a short while, he put the pounder down on the table and poured the herbs into the already-green liquid.
After that, the liquid turned darker green, and a strong smell began seeping out.
The young man quickly picked up the cork and put it on the glass bottle to keep all the fragrance inside.
''Finished…'' The young man said while slowly taking off his mask. While the public knew this young man's name, his face was an utter mystery.
His name was Lord Kalzer.
Ding, ding!
''Hmm?'' A message appeared in the corner of his eye.
At first, he didn't look interested, but he still checked it because one of his team members could have sent an important message.
After taking a quick glimpse at the sender's name, his figure froze after his mind slowly read the name of Wraith.
His nonchalant expression disappeared, and he immediately pressed on the message.
[Wraith: One vs. One, in Colosseum]
The looming shadow covered Lord Kalzer's facial expression. His body didn't move as he silently stared at the message.
Then after a minute, he raised his arm and began typing on the holographic keyboard.
[Lord Kalzer: Ok]
After that, he closed the interface and turned back to the glass bottle. The dark green liquid was a potion that cured muscle pain.
While many treat it as a minor inconvenience, for Lord Kalzer, it was a big hindrance. Thus, every day, he would make sure that he made several potions to cure muscle pain.
Muscle pain usually appeared after someone completely exhausted their stamina reserves, which might happen quite often in a fight. That was one of the side effects, and many ignored it.
Pop!
Lord Kalzer opened the cork with a loud pop and gulped down the potion. All his soreness disappeared.
Then, he picked up another batch of medicinal herbs from the inventory. Once again, he began making potions with great concentration. His seriousness rose by a notch after receiving the message.
…
In Stronglord Colosseum.
Inside the Player lounge.
There were several empty couches, while only around fifty players were present.
The popularity of the Colosseum decreased a lot after the appearance of other Realms. The top players rarely visited the place anymore, but it was still incredibly popular among New-Gen Humans.
Currently, the players watched another battle that happened in the Colosseum. It was between the top 1078 and top 998 player. The fight was intense, but something still lacked something that brought a sense of shock into the spectator's hearts.
The rating list showed rows of names. However, the person leading was miles ahead of the second-ranked.
[1. Darkside - 987 W - 1 L]
[2. Sinz - 765 W - 12 L]
Darkside was a daily visitor to Colosseum. From day 1, he tried to receive something incredible from the Wheel of Victory. However, he was incredibly unlucky.
Ding, ding!
''Hmm?'' One of the players nonchalantly checked the announcement board. It usually showed all the upcoming matches, and he thought it was another ordinary match-up.
'Wraith… Lord Kalzer…' The player's mind stopped for a moment before restarting. He shook his head and rubbed his eyes.
''Have I played too much? Maybe I should go sleep.'' The player slapped his cheeks and checked the announcement board one last time.
The top of the list had a new match-up. Usually, the players would have their ranks shown, and the name of colors would determine their strength.
The color Red meant that the player was a Pro-Level player, while Gold said that the player was Top-Level.
However, the Colosseum rankings determined the name color, and the names on top of the list were dull gray.
However, everyone knew their names.
[Wraith Vs. Lord Kalzer - Tomorrow 5.00 PM]
''W-Wait…'' The player narrowed his eyes, and slowly his face changed colors. His mind shook like a boulder fell on the lake, causing enormous waves and ripples.
''Hey, are you alright?'' His friend shook his shoulder and asked.
''L-Look!'' The player pointed at the announcement.
Because the lounge was relatively quiet, his shout attracted everyone's attention. They only thought that there was a battle between the top 500 players. However, after their gazes grazed the announcement board, everyone turned quiet.
A storm was brewing, and soon, the City of Stronglord, which had grown to be starting place for newbies, would soon be the vocal point of the world.
That single announcement found itself on every news station that night. Tomorrow, the whole City will be the center of the world.
One of the biggest battles in recent history was about to begin.
…
Crackle.
Sizzle!
''…'' An handsome man with long golden hair stood powerfully against the powerful wind. The enormous God Realm stood below his mighty figure.
From the top of the sky-piercing mountain, he gazed down at the God Realm with a powerful gaze.
Crackle!
Then, powerful lightning bolted down from the sky and struck the top of the mountain.
From there, Thor appeared while wielding his mighty hammer.
''Father!''
''Hmm?'' Odin turned around and saw his son, Thor.
''Father, I have dire news!'' Thor held the hammer in a tight grip while speaking with a serious tone.
''Sigh…'' Odin lowered his head slightly and had a slight hunch what it was about.
''Demons… I have seen them lurking near Saturn.''
''I see… Soon, they will find us.'' Odin looked towards the darkening sky, ''Thor, go, and exterminate them.''
''Is that a wise move?'' Thor asked with a frown.
''They are already aware of our planet system, and it is a matter of time before they find the Moon, and that will be the end of everything. They need to die before it's too late.''
Thor nodded and swung the hammer around powerfully. The lightning engulfed his body, and he bolted back to the sky.
Crackle…
CRACKLE!
