As Myne opened his eyes again, this time he didn't teleport outside the arena to some desolate area miles away. Instead, he appeared directly before the altar with statues of the five monarchs who seemed to have created this cosmic arena.
Beside him stood a two-hundred-meter-tall blood servant, an updated version of the blood babies, who appeared to be in charge of this trial arena.
Just as Myne was about to ask the system to start the battle, the blood servant beside him suddenly fell to its knees and stared at the statues before it, as if receiving some kind of oracle from them.
A few seconds later, it stood up, looked at Myne, and began speaking in an unknown language. Myne obviously had no idea what it was, but thankfully, the system was there to help him with the translation.
[ The Blood Servant has received the will of the monarchs. They have prepared a special trial for the host. If the host wins, you will receive a higher level of blessing from them. ]
