Summer camp, Area C.
The training hall was particularly empty in the early morning, with dark mist continuously seeping from the corners, enveloping the entire space.
This was the battlefield Mike and Calderon had agreed upon.
Shadow Nine had set it up in advance, using part of the Tower of Truth’s rules to alter the space.
Even if someone died here, they could easily be revived.
The dawn’s light couldn’t penetrate the thin mist, only casting a golden hue over the training hall, giving it a somewhat sacred appearance.
Inside, the flickering dim lights contrasted with the golden glow outside, making the hall eerily silent. Only Mike sat cross-legged on the ground, waiting quietly.
Tap-tap-
Rhythmic footsteps broke the silence.
Mike slowly opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing in them.
They were here!
Two people.
One was smaller, trying hard to keep up, nervous, flustered, and bewildered.
Little Nine had always been by Calderon’s side, and Mike still hadn’t figured out his origins.
The only thing Mike was sure of: Little Nine was definitely not Calderon’s true self!
Too innocent, too pure.
So pure it seemed like he had walked out of Eden, so pure it didn’t seem real.
Mike had no clues about Little Nine’s oddities and could only set them aside for now.
The other person had light steps, steady breathing, and an imposing presence.
All-American Boy Calderon.
The man hadn’t arrived, but his aura had.
Mike couldn’t help but marvel inwardly. With Calderon’s presence, he could easily win world championships in boxing or wrestling if he participated in the Olympics.
Unfortunately, he was born in the era of the Tower of Truth’s descent.
Even more unfortunate, Calderon encountered extraordinary figures from different eras. Morpheus, the undisputed number one, overshadowed everyone of his generation.
With an SSS-grade talent, he mastered the Supreme Mark on his first day in the Tower of Truth, killed the Fifth Demon God’s son in his first battle, and single-handedly fought the Supreme Demon God…
Morpheus had too many halos and legends.
Even more terrifying, despite his immense personal strength, Morpheus gathered a group of people around him, all centered on him, swearing to follow him to the death.
Such charisma was unique in the past three hundred years of humanity.
Ares was too proud, only having Cedric as a close companion.
Apollo… apart from Foreskin, Shadow Nine, and Gregory, most human powerhouses who met Apollo didn’t have a good experience, often left with psychological scars.
Even setting Morpheus aside, Calderon’s era also had shadow Nine’s blade and Cedric Blackwell’s sword.
That blade and sword left everyone breathless.
It was an era of flourishing talents, where even Calderon wouldn’t claim to be the first of humanity.
He barely broke through to Ultimate Lord, temporarily surpassing Cedric Blackwell, leaving only Shadow Nine as his competitor.
If Shadow Nine and Calderon were to engage in a life-and-death battle, Calderon had a 100% chance of beating Shadow Nine to death.
But Shadow Nine wouldn’t fight him!
Since Shadow Nine avoided the battle, Calderon unceremoniously declared himself the first Ultimate Lord of humanity.
Calderon’s self-proclaimed title hadn’t even settled in, when Ares emerged out of nowhere.
With one sword, he made all demon gods bow.
Where was the first of humanity then?
Facing Supreme Being Ares, Calderon had nothing to say.
He couldn’t win!
He accepted it!
When Ares left the stage, Supreme Being Apollo quietly appeared.
This time, Calderon eagerly went to challenge him, determined to show his strength to the Supreme Being!
And what happened?
Otaku Apollo stayed on the ninety-ninth floor of the Tower of Truth and wouldn’t come out!
How could he fight then?
To challenge Apollo, one had to reach the ninety-ninth floor.
So, Calderon forcibly opened the ninety-fifth floor despite others’ objections.
And then, Calderon went mad.
Lying in the black coffin, only his breathing echoed in the darkness, even his heartbeat
seemed to stop. He looked truly dead.
The mad Calderon was still waiting.
Waiting for the next potential Supreme Being!
He instructed his descendants to wake him immediately if there was news of a potential
Supreme Being.
Even if it cost him his lifespan, he constantly tortured himself, teetering between near-death
and madness, insanity and clarity…
Calderon wanted to witness the rise of a new potential Supreme Being!
He wanted to challenge a potential Supreme Being once more.
At least, he wanted to win once.
After winning against the potential Supreme Being, Calderon planned to do something earth-
shattering.
Something a real man should do, something he had wanted to do for hundreds of years.
The black mist parted, and a large and small figure appeared before Mike.
The path wasn’t long, but the young Calderon’s eyes were filled with the vicissitudes of life.
It was as if he had walked through his entire life to stand before the potential Supreme Being
Thor today.
“Little Nine, step back.”
Calderon’s hand pressed against Little Nine’s head, pushing him aside.
Little Nine looked back with every step, full of worry.
Mike reassured him, “Don’t worry, I won’t be beaten to death.”
Shadow Nine, Calderon: …
Come on, Little Nine wasn’t worried about you at all!
Little Nine’s face turned red, and after a long pause, he politely said, “Handsome, don’t get
hurt either…”
Mike smiled and nodded, “Thank you.”
Calderon wore a black short-sleeved shirt and canvas shoes, looking like Bruce Lee, exuding frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓
an impressive aura.
“Tell me, how are we fighting this round?”
Mike had already prepared and said directly, “No-holds-barred combat.”
“What?”
Calderon thought he had misheard.
No-holds-barred combat?
Calderon was a proud man, but he respected every opponent.
He believed the greatest respect for an enemy was to fight them with all his might.
Thor was no exception.
During this time, he had carefully studied everything Thor had done, even obtaining a record
from Gregory.
He had reviewed Thor’s actions in the Suture Abyss multiple times.
In his impression, Thor was more of a strategist.
Given that, Thor should have maximized the rules in their three-fight agreement.
Unexpectedly, Thor proposed no-holds-barred combat!
There was only one possibility: Thor believed no-holds-barred combat gave him an
advantage!
Calderon’s lips curled into a smile, finding it increasingly interesting.
“Alright.”
“When do we start?”
“Now.”
Mike clasped his hands and bowed respectfully, “Junior Thor, please guide me!”
“I am the First Ultimate Lord, come on.”
Calderon raised his right hand, beckoning for Mike to make the first move.
Since Thor proposed no-holds-barred combat, he must have some trump card!
Calderon wanted to see what trump card made Thor so confident!
As soon as Calderon finished saying “come,”
Mike turned to Shadow Nine and whispered,
“Shadow Nine, I have some embarrassing stories about Morpheus on the twentieth floor. If
you want them, go slash him!”
The black mist paused, then erupted in classic villainous laughter,
“Heh heh heh-”
Calderon: ???
Translate that, what the hell does no-holds-barred combat mean?
No-holds-barred combat meant Thor could call in reinforcements without breaking the rules.
So this is what no-holds-barred combat means?!