Divine Blood

Baduum! Baduum! Baduum!!

Orion's heart pounded in his chest as he saw the familiar figure step out of the gate.

White Flame!

"Who's that?" Princess Crystalia asked, her eyes fixed on the mysterious figure who had just emerged from the gate.

"We need to go," Orion urged as he turned to address the other participants beside him. "EVERYONE, WE NEED TO GO!" Orion shouted, rallying them, before turning around and taking flight away from the massive stone gate, with Flintor closely following.

They couldn't afford to die now!

Aegis of the Arctic Deity had already made it clear that death equalled certain failure.

As for how Princess Crystalia and Flintor had failed the trial on their first and second attempts, after seeing the man in his hospital attire, Orion didn't need an explanation of their past failures.

However, the other one hundred and twenty-one participants gazed at him, puzzled and bewildered, not yet grasping the situation.