Ragnar’s face instantly turned blood-red. Thick veins bulged furiously across his neck and forehead, radiating a dense, suffocating killing intent. He clenched his fists so hard that his steel gauntlets creaked loudly, unable to stomach the humiliation dealt by a young man who wasn't even half his physical size."INSOLENT BRAT!" Ragnar roared, his voice thundering like a lightning strike that shook the contents of the arena. "A mountain will never bow to a tiny pebble like you! I will crush every single bone in your body until you crawl and beg me for mercy!"Without averting his vengeful glare from Lucas, Ragnar swept his giant axe toward the supervisor who was still standing frozen at the edge of the stage. The gust generated by the swing blew so fiercely it nearly sent the middle-aged man tumbling backward."Hey, you loser of a referee!" Ragnar barked rudely. "Get off the stage before I turn you into my first sacrifice! Give the signal for the duel RIGHT NOW!"The referee snapped o

Roars, hysterical screams, and an uproar from tens of thousands of spectators echoed wildly, crashing against the stone walls of the underground arena. Lucas's name was chanted like that of a new monster born from the darkness. Yet, amid that feverish, adrenaline-fueled atmosphere, Lucas simply stepped forward calmly, as if he had just finished a boring evening stroll.He did not cast a single glance at Ragnar's pathetic, unconscious body in the center of the stage, flicking the edge of his stainless coat clean. His eyes were fixed on only one direction: the dark corridor leading straight to the administration room.His steady footsteps parted the crowd of guards, who reflexively backed away in terror, giving way without daring to meet his eyes. Lucas navigated the spiral staircase, crossed a marble-walled hallway, and stood before a thick teak wood door with golden carvings—the office of the tattooed woman managing the arena.Without knocking, Lucas lightly kicked the heavy door wide

The atmosphere in the Vance family mansion's living room, which was previously tense, suddenly fell into complete silence. The gripping stillness was so thick that the sound of Richard's hurried breathing rang out extraordinarily loud.Richard's eyes were fixed straight on the Black Card atop the glass table. The card's cold sheen seemed to carry the weight of tens of trillions of dollars, ready to shake the economic order of Hakward City. As a head of the family who had spent decades fighting in the business world, Richard's mind immediately spun fast, calculating that astronomical figure."Twenty trillion..." Richard muttered in a hoarse voice. He slowly looked up, staring at Lucas with eyes sparkling with overwhelming shock and uncontainable awe. "Forget half... This much money isn't just enough to buy eighty percent of the Wine family's shares, Lucas! If you add five trillion more... It could even crush and devour all of their core assets until not a single percent remains in thei

As the door closed firmly behind Evelyn, leaving a faint scent of her fragrance lingering in the air, ripples of silence reclaimed the room. The subtle smirk on Lucas's lips gradually faded, replaced by a calm yet resolute expression.Without wasting any time, Lucas reopened the carved wooden box on his lap. A ray of pure green light surged upward, bathing his sharp features. He crossed his legs, took a deep breath, and positioned both palms side by side, sandwiching the fragment of the life stone between them."Let's finish this..." Lucas murmured indifferently.The burning resolve within his soul triggered the movement of energy. Instantly, the green radiance of the life stone flashed intensely, then flowed like a river of light seeping into his skin through the pores of both hands. The meridian pathways inside his body, which had been strained after the fierce battle against Ragnar, were now showered with an extraordinary freshness. A cool warmth spread far and wide, washing over e

Eren narrowed her eyes, studying Lucas’s jawline and facial features more closely. A faint crease formed on her smooth forehead as her memory struggled to unearth recollections from a few years ago."Wait..." Eren muttered, her slender fingers tapping her chin as she stared into Lucas’s ice-cold eyes."This facial structure... I must have seen it on this campus. But where? And when—""He was here, Eren. Right at the bottom of our university's dumpster!"A hoarse voice laden with hatred abruptly cut off Eren’s words. The sound of hurried footsteps accompanied by the crisp, echoing clack of expensive leather shoes approached toward the red-carpeted plaza.A young man with sharp eyes and a luxury white suit stepped forward. Yet, a stark contrast was visible on his left arm—the sleeve hung completely empty, neatly folded and pinned with a golden Wine family badge. Edward Wine stood there, surrounded by several bodyguards and young business associates. His once-handsome face was now ravage