Chapter 430: Chapter 423: Brutal Decisiveness
「Western Black Continent, Xinli.」
Hunter’s Mark Training Camp.
The Hunter’s Mark Life and Death Arena, a Combat Arena renowned throughout the Black Continent and even the entire underworld, was located in the Northwest corner of the Hunter’s Mark Training Camp.
This was a massive Combat Arena, covering an area equivalent to two standard football fields. Ordinarily, this Combat Arena was divided into several modules to host multiple fatal duels simultaneously.
According to the Combat Arena’s regulations—an ironclad rule—once two opponents stepped onto the stage, only one could leave the Combat Arena alive.
To this day, no one has ever broken this rule.
A draw? That word did not exist in the Life Fighting Arena.
This was because the Hunter’s Mark Organization, as the supervisors, would ensure this rule was enforced. If a situation arose where both combatants on the stage lost the ability to kill their opponent, the Hunter’s Mark Organization’s supervisors would kill them both.
The Hunter’s Mark Organization, and indeed the entire Mercenary World, believed in the cardinal law of nature: the weak are prey for the strong, and only the fittest survive. In the wild, once a bloody battle begins, it is truly a life-or-death struggle; there is no such thing as a tie. The loser forfeits their resources and territory, and, covered in wounds, becomes prime prey for other creatures, eventually being hunted down and killed.
It was precisely these brutal rules that made the Life Fighting Arena both a place people heard of with terror and a place they flocked to in droves.
For Mercenaries, Martial Artists, Assassins, and Fighters, this was a place of terror. They would only agree to enter this Combat Arena to settle the score when facing an irreconcilable conflict or dispute. Ordinary Decisive Fist matches for wealth and resources were rarely held here.
But for fight enthusiasts and high-stakes gamblers, this place was paradise. The goriest, most authentic combat, the most impossible-to-rig matches, and battles that appealed to humanity’s most primal, beast-like nature drove countless people into a frenzy.
At this moment, during the day, the Hunter’s Mark Life and Death Arena was empty. Around the perimeter of this vast, ancient Hiloba-style Combat Arena, Mercenaries from the Hunter’s Mark Organization stood in standard-issue camouflage uniforms, their expressions solemn, seemingly on guard duty.
The stunningly beautiful Anna, with her bombshell figure and long, flowing hair, waited at the main entrance of the Combat Arena. Dressed all in black, her clothes accentuated her delicate, snow-white skin.
In the distance, a black luxury sedan slowly approached. The expressions of all the Mercenaries present tightened slightly, and the atmosphere instantly grew heavy.
The black luxury sedan slowly came to a stop in front of Anna, and the door opened.
A tall man in a sharp suit and sunglasses, Andy, stepped out from the back seat.
"This way, please. Our boss has been waiting for quite some time."
Anna’s expression was neutral as she gestured for Andy to proceed.
Andy’s gaze slowly swept over the members of the Hunter’s Mark Organization surrounding them before finally settling on the towering Combat Arena a hundred meters ahead.
Under the sunlight, the Combat Arena that had devoured the lives of countless masters cast a vast shadow. At this very moment, in the sky above the arena, one could vaguely see the clouds, seemingly drawn by some force, forming the shape of a crown.
’The King of World Mercenaries, huh?’
Andy’s eyes narrowed slightly. He turned to the woman who was as beautiful as a viper and said, "Lead the way."
Then, led by Anna, Andy and his driver-assistant walked slowly toward the Combat Arena.
The closer they got to the Combat Arena, the more they could feel an immense aura, like an indelible dark cloud hanging overhead.
Unyielding, oppressive, and tyrannical.
The Combat Arena was like a demon’s den from which there was no return.
CREAK! CREAK!
Behind Andy, the body of his driver, a Celestial Demon Person who was himself at the level of a top-tier Martial Artist, began to tremble uncontrollably, his face turning deathly pale.
Andy glanced at his assistant. A magnetic field emanated from his body, enveloping the Celestial Demon Person and shielding him from the terrifying aura, allowing him to move freely again.
Step by step, led by Anna, Andy arrived at an entrance on the side of the Combat Arena. Anna gestured for him to enter.
Andy did not move forward. He knew this was the fighters’ entrance to the Combat Arena, and countless masters had entered through it, never to emerge again.
Andy turned to face Anna and asked calmly, "What is the meaning of this?"
"This is our boss’s intention, and also the condition for our cooperation."
"Defeat him, walk out of this Life Fighting Arena, and the Hunter’s Mark Organization will follow your orders."
Anna said coolly.
"Even if he dies in this Life Fighting Arena?"
Andy asked.
"The boss’s exact words were: as long as he is alive, the Hunter’s Mark Organization will never be anyone’s lackey."
"Not even for a God."
Anna said.
"Aren’t you even going to hear what kind of terms we can offer you?"
Andy said, his eyes narrowed.
"There’s no need. To us, it’s all the same. That man only trusts himself."
"Right now, you have two choices. Give up on cooperating and walk away."
"Or, enter this passage and fulfill our condition."
"The choice is yours."
Anna said.
"Sir..."
The Celestial Demon Person behind Andy said softly, a troubled look on his face. He hadn’t expected the leader of the Hunter’s Mark Organization to set such a condition.
’Isn’t he afraid of failure? After all, this is a battle with his life at stake.’
’Even he, knowing that Andy’s power stood at the very pinnacle of the mortal world, couldn’t help but feel a flicker of hesitation in the face of such a scenario.’
’Such brutal decisiveness, such blind confidence, such an incomprehensible, tyrannical will...’
’Even without seeing the man in person, he could still clearly feel that terrifying presence.’
"Wait here."
Andy turned his head, a slight smile playing on his lips as he spoke to his assistant. "I’m rather curious to see just what kind of power a human known as the ’Overlord’ possesses."
Then, under his assistant’s gaze, he walked alone into the dark passage.
Seeing this, the assistant opened his mouth but was at a loss for words.
Meanwhile, Anna squinted, watching the man’s figure disappear into the darkness. A peculiar glint flashed in her eyes as she muttered to herself, ’He has some guts, but it’s a pity. You can’t possibly defeat that man. If it were the leader of your Celestial Organization, or perhaps the Primordial Ancestor behind you, then maybe there’d be a chance.’
’After all, he is the hegemon who clawed his way, step by step, to the top of this planet’s food chain through the law of the jungle...’
