Chapter 64: Conversation

Saint Haigar.

Divine Arena.

The duel between two peak Transcendent Ninth Order fighters slowly came to an end.

This was a one-star match in the Ninth Order arena. Logically, such a match wouldn't draw a large audience.

But this match had over a hundred thousand spectators.

The reason so many watched this duel

was because half a month ago, the Transcendent Seventh Order genius who had disappeared for six months, rumored to be a seven-star talent, "Guné Lawrence," suddenly returned to the arena and began a killing spree.

Half a year ago, Guné was only at the late stage of Transcendent Seventh Order.

After these six months, this Guné Lawrence had clearly reached the peak of Transcendent Ninth Order.

It wasn't hard to guess that Guné Lawrence had used powerful treasures to rapidly advance his realm.

Many believed that although Guné Lawrence was very strong at the Seventh Order,

now he was participating in duels of Ninth Order experts.

Moreover, since he used treasures to quickly boost his realm, his foundation was likely unstable. He certainly wouldn't win as easily as he did at the Seventh Order.

But Guné slapped the faces of those doubters with his strength.

Four wins in four matches, Guné easily crushed his opponents.

Among these four matches, there were no lack of two-star and even three-star Ninth Order experts.

But all were effortlessly slain by Guné.

This promoted fifth match at the two-star level naturally attracted many spectators.

Rumor even had it that when Guné registered for the competition, many people dared not sign up.

After all, this Guné would most likely be a seven-star expert even at the Ninth Order.

Against others, one could rely on their own strength to win.

But encountering this Guné basically meant certain death.

Inside the arena.

Watching his opponent fall and the referee declare his victory, a smile curled at the corner of Guné's mouth.

With this victory, Guné was now a two-star gladiator of the Ninth Order.

His gaze swept across the entire arena, taking in the vast audience.

"Quite a crowd. It seems it's time for a bit of promotion, otherwise I won't be able to raise the odds when I reach higher star levels."

The odds Guné referred to were, of course, the reverse odds.

In these first few matches, Guné's own odds were very low, at 0.1, and even then, bets couldn't be placed.

While the odds on Guné losing directly exceeded ten, and in one match even reached 16.

Guné was naturally very satisfied with these reverse odds.

But as his star rank increased, these odds would inevitably keep dropping.

After all, Guné's opponents would also grow stronger.

And Guné did not want these odds to drop.

"Everyone!"

Guné's voice, surging with source power, rumbled like thunder throughout the vast arena, clear to every person.

"This time, I, Guné, return to the arena aiming straight for seven stars."

"On this path of slaughter, those who are not afraid of death may sign up. If you wish to challenge me, any expert of the same star level may apply for a one-on-one duel."

"I, Guné, accept all comers. I'll kill anyone who comes, but I'm afraid you don't have the guts to challenge me."

As Guné said this, the entire arena erupted in cheers and uproar.

Clearly, the arena loved this kind of fierce and domineering character like Guné.

With someone like him, they could witness even more exciting duels and the emergence of more hidden experts.

"You seven-star experts, you'd better be ready. Those afraid of death, tuck your tails between your legs and get the hell away. I, Guné, despise cowards the most."

"Those who want to fight me, come out. When I reach seven stars, I'll accept all comers. Whether ten or twenty of you, if you dare submit a challenge, I, Guné, will surely fight."

"I set these words here today, with everyone as witness."

As Guné's voice fell, the arena cheered even more.

"Tsk tsk... I like this guy's ferocity. It's been a long time since I've seen such a fierce one."

"Challenging all seven-star experts—you know, at the Ninth Order, unlike the Seventh or Eighth, there are many hidden experts."

"Indeed, there are many powerful beings at the ninth level of transcendence who cannot break through. After centuries of cultivation at the ninth level, their strength is in no way inferior to ordinary divine envoys or ancestral spirits."

"Some have even single-handedly slain powerful beings at the level of divine envoys and ancestral spirits! This guy named Gune is too overconfident!"

"Then how can you be sure that this guy named Gune doesn't possess the formidable strength of a divine envoy or ancestral spirit?"

"Just that instantaneous, powerful lightning spell alone is enough to give others a hard time."

"If one lacks sufficient evasive ability, even those six-star or even seven-star powerhouses might not necessarily be a match for Gune."

"That's true."

"It's not good to be too conspicuous! What if, in some rank, you encounter an extremely powerful existence and die in battle—that would be a joke."

"If you die in battle, it's over and done with. There's no joke about it."

"That's also true."

The audience buzzed with discussion, while Gune had already left the arena.

…

More than ten minutes later.

Inside a pastry and beverage shop.

Gune and Duolansi gathered together.

"You've also reached the peak of the ninth level of transcendence." Gune looked Duolansi up and down and spoke.

"I only broke through after half a month in seclusion. It will take several months or even half a year to stabilize before I can ascend to the saint rank."

"No rush. I also need about half a year to break through." Gune smiled.

"Also..." Gune looked around.

Then, a ripple of profound meaning bloomed, completely isolating the small private room from the outside world.

Only then did Gune lower his voice and ask softly, "How many sacred source coins have you prepared?"

"Including the sacred source coins I earned before and those I won recently, it's about two million sacred source coins."

"Two million sacred source coins is already a considerable amount." Gune nodded.

Gune himself, during this period, through the Transcendence Association of the Aoya Continent and his own collection in the Holy Feather Dark Source, plus what he had on him, barely reached eight million sacred source coins.

However, Gune had already asked Sogra to help him borrow a sum of sacred source coins.

Last time, time was tight, so he could only get a little over one million sacred source coins.

This time, with ample time, borrowing ten million sacred source coins should be no problem, and even twenty million sacred source coins is possible.

After all, there are very many demigods and divine powerhouses in the Holy Feather Dark Source.

Moreover, since Sogra is borrowing, naturally people are willing to lend.

And all of this will be Gune's gambling capital for the two-level reversal.

"Two million is not a small amount, but it's still not enough." Gune said softly.

"Not enough?" Duolansi raised an eyebrow.

"If you bet on your current win rate, it won't make much money. No matter how many sacred source coins you gather, you can't earn more." Duolansi spread his hands.

"There's something you don't know." Gune laughed.

"I'm telling you to raise more, so find a way to raise more. Trust me on this."

With that, Gune directly transmitted a message using the World Profound Meaning.

"I am a dependent of the great Cthulhu creature. My true body does not fear death."

"Huh?" Duolansi was startled.

After pondering for a few seconds, Duolansi began to understand.

"I understand. I won't tell anyone this news. Now I'll go find my friends to borrow money."

"No problem." Gune nodded lightly.

"When the time comes, I'll notify you."

Having known Duolansi for so long, Gune knew his temperament.

Moreover, Duolansi had always been of great help to Gune. Giving him some advance information would serve as a reassurance for him to dare to borrow money.

Otherwise, if he told him nothing, he wouldn't dare to borrow that much money.

After all, borrowing money comes with interest. The interest on millions of sacred source coins is not something one can bear casually.

Telling Duolansi was no big deal.

Which match to lose was determined by Gune; Duolansi only had the right to follow him.

Moreover, Gune himself wouldn't bet on wins or losses, since his demonic secondary soul was already in action.

While Gune and Duolansi were talking,

Gune's demonic secondary soul was at that moment resting in the betting area of the Mechanical Angel Battle Armor.