Chapter 302: Duel of the Disciples Who Killed Their Master
The glorious final match.
Its beginning stemmed from a conversation between the two.
"To think that a body made of flesh from the fabric of the earth can exert such power. Unbelievable."
[And yet, you handle that metal like it’s your limbs.]
"Desperation turns the impossible into the possible. When I was young, the continent was teeming with soldiers and mythical creatures armed with countless mysteries."
Armored Taejong still remembers.
The days when mysteries breathed life into the continent.
"That era was humanity’s hell."
"Humans were torn apart by cruel fairies who treated them like insignificant insects, their limbs ripped off, their screams echoing as they were trampled by the hooves of savage beasts."
The world of gladiator training was born for struggle and bloodshed.
It was only natural that all races would open their eyes to cruelty.
[So you swore to become cruel before all the mysteries? Just like you delivered death to my master, Cloud Dragon Azisahab?]