The door to the flying ship opened, and John hopped out without hesitation. His eyes locked onto Zeras in the far distance, and his rage instantly boiled up once more. He felt the overwhelming desire to rush over and brutally beat Zeras to death. Without John realizing, his hatred for Zeras had already reached the level of his hatred for Asuros.
Having his two most hated enemies in the world standing in the same arena as him was almost too much for him to bear without taking action, but he barely managed to maintain his calm. He knew that even if he rushed over, he would be stopped by the artifact spirit.
Chime!
A soft chime sounded out within the arena, followed by the artifact spirit speaking.
"The allocated resting period is now over. Please gather by me for the explanation of the next trial," it said as a figure suddenly materialized in the center of the arena. It was a golem, made of silver-colored stone, without any features at all.