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Chapter 134: The Arena Challenge

Chapter 134: The Arena Challenge

After surviving the Random Quests Challenge and proving his mastery in the Skill Challenge, Noah now stood before the final trial..., the Arena Challenge.

But he didn’t start it immediately though.

"Ah... I need a smoke".

He returned to the city where he bought a smoke in-game.

Originally, Warstar was realistic enough, containing everything but players rarely bought things like cigarettes in-game simply because they won’t feel it.

But due to Noah’s peculiar situation, he could feel it.

And so he enjoyed it.

There in the city, as he smoked, having used a disguise cloak to hide his identity, he listened to conversations in the bar as casual players argued about which guild were currently the best in the 11th server.

"Guild Echelon of course!"

"Huh? They’re just starting!"

"And so what? They have Lord Doom, they’re obviously the best!"

"They’re not even officially a top guild yet!"

"So what?" The other player sneered. "They’re top guilds because of their deep foundations in the Heavenly Domain. In the 11th server alone, I believe that Guild Echelon is currently the biggest guild there is!"

"Anyways, I can’t wait for Guild Echelon to expand to the Heavenly Domain!"

The other player looked at his friend. "You really think its possible?"

"What do you mean?"

He shrugged. "I mean, the Heavenly Domain is the playground of the top guilds. It’s a big map, and they rule it with an iron fist".

"I don’t believe that they care that Lord Doom is God Noah. They won’t let him do what he wants at the Heavenly Domain. I believe they’ll suppress him; they won’t let Guild Echelon grow there".

"They’re free to try," his friend sneered. "I don’t believe Lord Doom will fall to them".

"Hmmm, you sound like you’re in love with him".

"W-w-what???" He stammered. "Bastard... get lost!"

Noah chuckled, walking out of the bar.

Listening to that silly conversation relieved his exhaustion a bit. Now, he felt refreshed.

Without hesitation, he left to face his final trial.

The Arena Challenge was no ordinary battle, nor was it one that could be won by raw power alone. To complete the Heavenly Domain Challenge and ascend to the Heavenly Domain, Noah had to win 100 consecutive duels in the Arena.

To the casual player, that figure seemed impossible.

To Noah?

It was just a walk down the park. A long, exhausting walk.

The Arena challenge was a daunting, brutal, and relentless test of endurance.

Ready, Noah finally triggered the trial.

[Final Trial: The Arena Challenge]

A voice sounded.

"Only the strongest survive. Only the most skilled endure".

"100 battles, 100 victories".

"You have no allies, no second chances".

"Step into the Arena, and prove that you belong in the Heavenly Domain".

The rules were simple. To start, Noah simply needed to enter the Arena like usual and he must fight 100 different opponents in a row without a single defeat.

There were no breaks. The moment one fight ends, the next begins, unless there is no opponent to fight at all in the lobby at a given time.

His enemies are chosen at random from a massive pool of powerful players in the Arena lobby.

There is a rating for Arena battles called the Arena rating. The Arena adapts to Noah’s performance, meaning each opponent has a progressively higher Arena rating, meaning each opponent is stronger, smarter, and harder to defeat.

The restrictions? No outside help, and limited healing items.

Noah took a deep breath, and then he entered the Arena.

The moment Lord Doom entered the Arena, the entire 11th server shook.

Unlike the previous trials of the Heavenly Domain Challenge that are between just the player and the system, since the Arena Challenge takes place in the Arena, it meant that other players could join the Arena lobby and spectate the battles.

Lord Doom’s arrival in the arena wasn’t some quiet, anonymous affair. It was a war cry that echoed across the entire Warstar community.

Afterall, the moment Lord Doom hit level 60, all of the 11th server knew about it since they all paid attention to his level.

And now him entering the Arena meant only one thing..., he was already in the final lap of completing his Heavenly Domain Challenge.

The news spread like wildfire in a dry harmattan.

Warstar forums exploded, guild chats went into chaos, streamers abandoned their current matches to spectate.

And just like that, a once-private challenge turned into the biggest PvP spectacle in the 11th server’s history.

This Lord Doom..., he never seemed to do anything without causing a storm.

In minutes, the Arena lobby was overwhelmed.

Thousands of players flooded in, their presence turning it into a coliseum of roaring spectators.

The Arena’s public leaderboard displayed a live feed of Lord Doom’s progress, and the betting markets ignited as guilds, pros, and spectators wagered on his chances.

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*Lord Doom’s in the Arena? No way!

*100 matches..., if anyone can do it at this stage of the 11th server, it’s him.

*Who’s queuing up against him? That’s instant death.

*No, no, each opponent is gonna be tougher. By match 50, he’s up against top 100 players in the 11th server EASY.

*By match 80? He’s fighting tournament champions!

~----~

Among the crowd, high-ranked professionals, elite PKers, and notorious warlords gathered. Not as challengers, but as spectators.

Even those who wouldn’t get matched against him wanted to see how far he’d go.

And like usual, a certain friend group didn’t miss it for anything.

Genevieve, Aria, Caleb, and Benjamin secured a front-row seat in the VIP spectator box in the Arena lobby.

~----~

[Private Group Chat:]

*Genevieve: "He always makes things dramatic".

*Aria. "Tch. He better not lose. That’d be embarrassing".

*Caleb: "Statistically speaking, his win rate in high-pressure situations is..."

*Benjamin: "Shut up. I’m watching".

*Caleb: "..."

~----~

Even players from other servers tuned in. No one wanted to miss this, no one wanted to miss anything Lord Doom-related these days.

This was no longer just a trial; this was a show.

Lord Doom stepped into the battlefield, his presence electrifying.

Knowing exactly the commotion that his Arena Challenge caused, as the first fight loaded in, Lord Doom grinned and waved at the audience.

He gave an exaggerated bow and said in French. "Preparez-vous pour un bon spectacle".

"..."

The public chat exploded.

In the VIP lobby, Aria’s eyes twitched. "Bloody showoff!"