293: Chapter 293 The Arena of Gods Descends!

Seven days passed in the blink of an eye.

During these seven days, the entire perimeter of the World Center was plunged into an unprecedented "Red Storm."

The 300,000-strong Red Wolf Army was like a massive, tireless meat grinder.

They pressed forward toward the deepest part of the World Center with an incredibly brutal attitude!

Regional barriers? Moving labyrinths?

In the face of absolute firepower and the greed of the fourth calamity, they were absolutely nothing!

If they encountered a wall, they pushed it down!

They would even stuff the bricks into their spatial backpacks!

If they encountered water, they built a bridge!

The mutated water monsters in the rivers were fished out, skinned, and turned into spicy river seafood!

...

Deep in the World Center, Sector 99.

This was a desolate, undulating hilly region.

The red wolf heavy tank sat quietly on a high slope with a wide view.

A light breeze blew by.

Lu Yuan, dressed in casual clothes, leaned comfortably against the edge of the turret.

In his hand, he held an old-fashioned stainless steel thermos, for the first time ever.

"Huuu—" Lu Yuan lowered his head and gently blew into the mouth of the cup.

He blew away a few bright red goji berries floating on the surface of the water, then took a slow, deliberate sip.

"Tsk, refreshing."

Lu Yuan smacked his lips, feeling a wave of warmth surge through his waist.

"Skrrr—" A heavy motorcycle drifted wildly and stopped below the tank.

Lin Zihao took off his helmet, hopped off the bike, and walked quickly to the tank to report.

"Brother Lu!"

Lin Zihao glanced at the goji berry water in Lu Yuan's hand, suppressed a smile, and quickly reported the important business:

"Radar shows that we seem to have passed the perimeter and officially entered an unknown area!"

"I just took the vanguard team to scout around, and there isn't even a trace of human presence in the sector ahead."

"Moreover, the level of the monsters appearing is skyrocketing exponentially!"

Lin Zihao's expression darkened slightly: "Any one of them pulled out would be a former BOSS-level monster."

"If it were any other human guild, they would probably have been wiped out by now."

Lu Yuan nodded and casually closed the lid of the thermos.

"That's normal. The closer we get to the core, the stronger the monsters."

Lu Yuan rubbed his chin and sighed helplessly: "It's just that Loki ran off too hastily."

"I forgot to ask him what kind of monsters and demons are hidden in the deepest part of the World Center."

Upon hearing this, Lin Zihao nodded in deep agreement.

"Indeed, we've pushed through all the way here and haven't even encountered a single high-level monster with human intelligence."

Lu Yuan blew on the steam from the cup, a casual smirk curling at the corner of his mouth.

"It doesn't matter..."

Lu Yuan looked up at the skyline and said leisurely: "Calculate the time, that so-called Gods Arena is about to open."

"Once we defeat those three self-righteous idiots..."

"And fleece them clean, it won't be too late to ask them clearly!"

The moment Lu Yuan's words fell. The next second.

"Rumble—!!!" A terrifying roar, as if it could tear the universe apart, suddenly erupted from the previously clear sky!

Immediately after. In the awe-struck gaze of Lu Yuan and Lin Zihao.

The firmament above Sector 99 was torn open from the outside as if it were a rag!

Violent spatial turbulence poured down like a waterfall.

[Ding! Highest-level server-wide announcement!!!]

[Countdown finished!]

[[Gods Arena] has locked onto coordinates: World Center, Sector 99!]

[Forced descent in progress...]

Boom!!! Accompanied by the system's cold and ruthless mechanical voice.

An irresistible, vast power of teleportation instantly enveloped the entire Red Wolf Army!

A blinding white light flashed.

When Lu Yuan and the 300,000 Red Wolf Players opened their eyes again, the surrounding desolate hills had completely disappeared.

Replacing them was a magnificent arena, so vast it blotted out the sky, radiating blinding golden light and ancient divine runes!

Its style was archaic, like an ancient Roman coliseum magnified ten thousand times!

Except, this coliseum was suspended in the endless starry sky!

"Holy crap! This thing is too damn big!"

Zhao Meng, carrying his hammer, looked at the stands that soared into the clouds and couldn't help but curse.

At this moment, the 300,000-strong army of the Red Wolf Guild, along with their tanks and mechas, had all been teleported to the spectator stands on the [Left Side] of the arena!

And when they looked up at the opposite side, the Red Wolf Army's breathing suddenly hitched.

The spectator stands on the [Right Side] of the arena were packed with dense, mountain-sized phantoms of gods!

Some were wrapped in thunder, others radiated the deathly aura of the abyss.

Countless eyes, filled with contempt and arrogance, were staring coldly at the humans on the left.

The sense of oppression was maxed out!

They were the spectators from the entire Divine Realm!

"Hum—" Just then, a huge crimson light screen condensed above the vast, dark-red blood-stained dueling ground in the center of the arena.

The cold system referee voice resounded throughout the entire starry arena!

[Ding! Gods Arena, rules are as follows!]

[This duel adopts a best-of-three system!]

[For each battle, both sides may only send [one person] to participate!]

[Absolutely fair one-on-one duels!]

[Once inside the dueling ground, no outside forces or skills may interfere!]

[Life and death are irrelevant!]

[Until one side dies or voluntarily admits defeat!]

After hearing these rules, the spectator stands on the Red Wolf Army's side instantly erupted in chaos.

"Fuck! Best of three? And it has to be 1v1?!"

Lin Zihao cursed loudly: "These gods are too damn shameless!"

"They are definitely afraid of our Guild Master's main gun, so they deliberately set up this duel rule!!"

"Shameless!!!"

"Exactly! Our boss can take them all on by himself!"

"Who would have thought that the high and mighty gods would actually be afraid of our boss to this extent!"

Just as the Red Wolf members were filled with righteous indignation. "Boom—!!!"

On the high platform on the right side of the arena, a flash of blinding, extremely violent lightning crashed onto the central dueling ground!

The lightning dissipated. A burly man with knotted muscles, wielding a huge Mjolnir, stood proudly in the center, carrying an incomparable aura of destruction.

Thor, the God of Thunder!

He slowly raised the Mjolnir in his hand, the tip of the hammer pointing directly at the most conspicuous scarlet mecha on the left spectator stand.

"Human ant!"

"I am Thor, son of God King from Asgard!"

"The first battle! I, this god, will fight!"

"That ant called Red Wolf! Get down here and die!!!"

...

Meanwhile, on the highest spectator stand of the god faction, the God of Mischief, Loki, was hidden in the shadows.

Watching Thor, the God of Thunder, who was acting arrogant and extremely conceited below, Loki's mouth curled up wildly, revealing a gloating sneer.

"Good, good, good..."

"As expected of a simple-minded brute."

"Congratulations, out of 300,000 people, you picked the most perverted and hardest-to-beat monster!!!"