Chapter 152: The Life-and-Death Arena, a Demonic Shadow

The Royal Arena, once a cauldron of roaring excitement, had fallen into a tomb-like silence. Every eye was fixed on the figure who had just been announced—Cole Jauncy. The name itself was a ghost, a specter from a bloody past that had no business walking in the light of day. Yet there he stood, his skin an unhealthy, pale gray, his eyes burning with a manic, violet light that seemed to flicker with an energy not of this world. The tournament official, a seasoned warrior from the Royal Guard,...