Chapter 171: Everyone Enters

The Blood Dream Arena.

"Buzz..."

"Buzz..."

"Buzz..."

Accompanied by Gune's pulling,

figures appeared one after another within the arena.

Fortunately, Gune had informed them beforehand, so they were not too surprised when they appeared.

After entering, each person carefully observed their surroundings.

The grand and massive ancient arena before their eyes exuded a rough and powerful aura.

The blood-colored sand on the ground was thick with the smell of blood, and standing within it, even killing intent faintly spread.

Everyone seriously examined the massive arena.

"Second Mate, Third Mate, long time no see." After a moment, Martel's voice rang out among the crowd.

"Long time no see. How have you been?" Old Hatu responded with a smile.

"Serving as guards on a merchant ship with the First Mate, we just went through a battle. I got a few injuries, but nothing serious. And you?"

"Haha... This old man isn't as energetic as you young folks. I bought a few islands in the inner sea and went into the tourism business."

"Where at? When I have time, I'll have to come visit." Martel said with a smile.

"That's easy to arrange." Old Hatu nodded.

"Second Mate, what have you been up to?" Martel looked toward Second Mate Buster Jonsen, who was solemnly and carefully examining the arena.

After thinking for a moment, Buster Jonsen spoke softly.

"In secluded cultivation, preparing to break through from the Fourth Order to the Fifth Order."

"Then I wish you a swift breakthrough."

"Mm!" Buster Jonsen forced a hint of a smile onto his stern face.

Back when he joined the Demon Whale Adventure Group, Buster's goal was simple: to collaborate from within to destroy the group and hang Jack Sparrow, that unlucky noble, from the mast to give him a proper taste of the sea's greeting.

But after seeing Captain Jack's strength,

Buster completely settled down.

With Captain Jack's terrifying power, even if their entire pirate crew came, they would basically be walking to their deaths.

Later events indeed proved Buster's judgment correct.

This Captain Jack was a super spellcaster.

He had witnessed the battle on the Mysterious Island.

With those terrifying methods, he couldn't last even a second.

Not to mention the news that later spread.

Captain Jack—or more accurately, "Gune Lawrence," the super spellcaster from the Extraordinary Association—had obtained the Crown of the Gods.

He was clearly set to become something that hadn't appeared on the Oya Continent in thousands of years: a god!

This news had stirred up massive waves across the ocean recently.

Gods are eternal and immortal beings.

Why had the Southern Church endured for tens of thousands of years without decline?

Because they believed in gods.

And gods could dominate the entire continent, the seas, and the skies.

With the news of the Crown of the Gods spreading,

the ballads sung by bards, rangers, and many other wandering professionals across every corner of the continent had already changed.

In their songs, they now praised the new era when the gods would descend.

He had thought he would never have any further dealings with this great being.

But Buster never expected that, abruptly, Captain Jack had found him.

And effortlessly pulled him into this strange realm.

He had experienced something similar before.

That slap was still unforgettable to him.

Later, he also heard legends about nightmare creatures in Dragon Head Grand Harbor.

He vaguely sensed that it must have been Captain Jack's doing.

After all, the loss of vital energy was very similar to his own situation back then.

But he dared not speak of it, let alone leak a single word.

Because he knew that some pirates had died from excessive loss of vital energy leading to its collapse.

If he leaked it, he probably wouldn't survive.

Besides, even if he did leak it, what of it? Would it cause Gune any trouble?

Clearly not. Too many people wanted to kill Gune; a few more pirates' hatred wouldn't make a difference.

Later, when Buster heard that some pirates who had fled Dragon Head Grand Harbor were still dragged into a mysterious world by a mysterious force,

Buster sensed something was wrong.

Remote pulling? No way to resist?

At that time, Buster vaguely realized that he could never escape the control of Gune Lawrence, whose strength was astonishing.

Sure enough, today's encounter made him fully recognize the means and power of Gune Lawrence, the terrifying being who would become a great god in the future.

Buster knew that this Captain Jack was a member of the Extraordinary Association.

And he was a pirate.

Fortunately, during this time, Buster had been trying to withdraw from the pirate circle.

He planned to wait until he broke through to a higher rank and gained stronger strength, then he would have enough confidence to leave the pirate group.

At that time, he could find any coastal town and enjoy the rest of his life.

After all, many pirates did the same—piracy wasn't a lifelong career.

Looking at the massive arena, feeling the power circulating within him, and quietly testing it, he confirmed that combat techniques and the like could be used in this arena.

Buster grew even more shocked inwardly.

"Can one fully use their strength in this world?"

"And last time, when the captain slapped me to death, I also lost some vital energy. The pirates dragged into the nightmare world were the same, just that they lost more vital energy. Essentially, it doesn't cause death."

"If that's really the case, then this world is too terrifying."

"No need to worry about consequences at all; you can fight without restraint."

"This place could become a gathering point for countless extraordinary individuals. Every full-force battle would attract many spectators."

"And..."

Buster looked at those happily chatting together.

"Just this remote communication ability alone is invaluable."

"Don't these happy people see the terror in these aspects?" Buster rubbed his forehead.

In fact, many had also sensed the wonder of the Blood Dream Arena and were very surprised, instinctively feeling its extraordinary nature.

But they clearly hadn't seen the business opportunities behind it, nor the deep, grand essence that could bring change and upheaval to the extraordinary world.

"Where is the Captain?"

After some conversation, someone finally remembered that Captain Jack, who had pulled them into this magical world, hadn't appeared yet.

"Finally thinking of your captain?" Just then, a teasing voice sounded from the side, and Gune materialized, walking over.

Seeing Gune arrive, everyone was momentarily stunned, as they had never seen his true face.

They had only seen Gune's transformed "Jack Sparrow."

Then they understood.

"Captain Jack."

Everyone spoke in unison, their tones filled with respect.

On one hand, Gune had led them to wealth, was their former captain, and possessed immense strength.

On the other hand, Gune was the holder of the Crown of the Gods, destined to become a great god. No matter the aspect, they needed to show him reverence.