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Tournament of Champions.

The sky above Island Picu raged with lightning. The forest swarmed with Souldeath soldiers. However, there was one place where they didn't go yet—the sharp, deadly mountain.

At the bottom of the mountain, sharp, knife-like boulders poked through the earth, strewn across the ground. No one dared to climb the mountain because it seemed to be suicide.

However, the Dark Kings currently ventured near the mountain, thinking about climbing.

The helicopters flew across the island, and warships surrounded it.

Inside the mountain, in a secret room…

''…'' With flickering light, Arthur moved the lightbulb to shine on the broken-looking headset. The color white had peeled off, making it look rusty.

It was the first-ever Mythical VR Helmet, the prototype version.

As time went by, the Mythical VR Helmet started rusting and in the end, broke apart.

For a day now, Arthur tried fixing it. Without the helmet, his stay on the island Picu would be worthless.

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