ushernet Chapter 1489: Battle Arena
Chapter 1489: Battle Arena
Chapter 1489: Battle Arena
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Instantly, the head guard’s face turned green.
Although the Cosmos Battle Arena didn’t have strict requirements for the address on the registration form, you still couldn’t write randomly!
It was written as the Main Lineage Palace.
Which lineage of the eight lineage masters was he?
The Main Lineage Palace was the residence of the various chiefs.
How could he dare to act recklessly? It was clearly disrespectful!
...
“Senior, isn’t the change of address a little too...” The head guard could tell that Paxton Foreman was extraordinary and smiled bitterly.
“It’s fine. Just submit it accordingly. If there’s anything, just use my name and have the manager of this arena find me.”
Paxton raised his hand and left a mark on the registration form.
The mark of the Foreman lineage!
No one was unfamiliar with this mark.
One of the eight lineages’ disciples!
His status was naturally higher.
Shocked, the head guard did not dare to ask any more questions.
He turned around and entered the arena.
However, at the side of the door, Paxton asked, “Trevon, why don’t you come in with me?”
Paxton was especially fond of Trevon.
Trevon nodded.
The closeness in the bloodline was something that could not be rejected.
Paxton and Trevon were about to enter as the guards were still in a difficult position.
“Senior, this child’s registration is not complete yet. If something happens to him, it will make things difficult for us!”
Paxton’s right hand held Trevon’s hand firmly, while his left hand swept across the sky, conjuring a special emblem.
Thirteen swords adorned the emblem.
As soon as the symbol appeared, all the guards’ faces turned pale.
They were shocked!
The emblem was the ultimate proof of authority in the Cosmos Battle Arena.
It represented everything – status, power, and treatment!
They had never seen an emblem like the thirteen martial arts swords before.
Whoever bore it was undoubtedly a big shot!
The core upper echelons of the race possessed terrifying strength.
The guards instantly broke out in cold sweat, knelt down, and said in trembling voices, “We didn’t know that the lord of the Foreman lineage had come. It’s our fault for being rude!”
“No worries!”
Paxton was in a good mood as he led Trevon into the Cosmos Battle Arena.
The center of the building was completely empty, with a ring-shaped structure of one floor after another.
The top floor housed a corridor overlooking the entire first floor.
The entire venue seemed designed like a battlefield.
He frowned. “What’s going on in the arena? Why is my opponent a child?”
However, everyone knew that the battle arena was fair.
Since Manluka was allowed to take the stage, it meant that their strength was about the same.
Trevon looked at him and said softly, “Manluka, fifteen years old, seventh level saint realm. Five battles, four wins and one loss!”
Life and death were decided on the stage.
However, this was the Second Universe.
Even if they were killed, they would not truly die; they would only be considered defeated.
Manluka looked at Trevon and couldn’t help but say in shock, “Neal Trevon, five years old, not yet a saint. His address...”
The address was a Main Lineage Palace!
It represented the human headquarters, a sacred place.
This child had come from a Main Lineage Palace.
Which of the eight lineages did he belong to?
“You’re young.” Manluka’s expression changed. “You can choose the place to fight.”
The stage could transform into any battle scene.
“Random,” Trevon said softly.
The little guy did not take advantage of others.
This was confidence that came from within.
It only took three seconds for the arena to transform.
The battlefield was completed in an instant.
It was actually the space battlefield.
Endless darkness shrouded the entire starry sky.
Huge broken starships floated in the starry sky, and countless broken limbs floated in the starry sky.
Trevon stood on the battlefield, looking at the shattered stars, his face not showing any fear. He looked at his opponent.
A resolute look appeared in Manluka’s eyes.
He no longer treated Trevon as a child.
Only one of them could walk out of this place.
Manluka held his bone club and charged over brazenly.
A wave of barbaric might appeared on his body.
Among the myriad paths in the cosmos, the living beings of various races chose one to cultivate for their entire lives.
What was Manluka’s path?
It did not appear!
Attacking with pure brute force.
The bone club’s aura seemed to have the power to sweep through everything.
Trevon was fearless.
But he was Braydon’s eldest son!
The young master of the Northern Army!
Inheriting his father’s ambition.