~Hours earlier
“What’s all the commotion about?”
“Didn’t you hear? Empress Aritzia is challenging the masked wife stealer in a ga of Dinsions!”
Everyone knew about the oddity of Ancient Gas. Other than an arbitrary na they were given, it was impossible to discuss the gas further. This was because one was ant to figure out the rules on their own!
Back when Dyon entered the Elvin Tomb and tried to describe the ga that blocked their way to Ri, Ri hadn’t heard a single word he spoke. Even though everyone was aware of the existence of Ancient Gas, what made them so intriguing was precisely the fact that no one knew what the exact rules were.
Still, Dyon rembered this particular ga, one that he now knew others referred to as Dinsions, quite well. He likened it to a ga of blocks, a mobile phone ga from his mortal realm where the goal of the ga was to push a special block out from a blockade of several other blocks.
There were, however, major differences between this ga of Dinsions and blocks. For one, in Dinsions, the so-called penultimate block isn’t a block at all, but rather the human playing. Secondly, the ‘blocks’ stopping you from achieving your goal are far more complex.
Not only did all of the blocks reset the mont you made a wrong move, sending your body back to the beginning, but, the ga of Dinsions ssed with its player’s senses, making it difficult to even know which direction one had to go in.
At this mont, Dyon and Aritzia stood in a large ga center within Central City that reminded Dyon of the Chaos Arena back on Earth.
The ga center was a massive circular tower with spectators arranged in several layer rings around its inner circumference. Usually, there would be multiple platforms for multiple gas going on near the center, however, considering the fa of these two, there was currently only one!
Aritzia and Dyon stood across from each other, about 50 ters apart. On one side, Aritzia had a confident and elegant smile. Since she entered the tower, her record in Dinsions was 37-0. There simply wasn’t a point to playing anymore because there was no one worthy of being her opponent. In fact, all her life, the only person she had ever lost to was her father.
As for Dyon, his record read as 0-0. Clearly, he had never played before. But, while this made others believe Aritzia would win, it wasn’t to the point of disdain for Dyon. Who here couldn’t rember the scene of the masked wife stealer defeating half a dozen Emperors and dozens of Kings all while suppressed by the Legacy Transfer of the Valley of Geniuses? One would have to be a fool to look down on him.
“I hope you’ll rember our bet, Lady Aritzia.” Dyon said lightly, amusent clear in his voice.
“I hope you’ll rember it as well.” Aritzia replied casually.
“BEGIN!”
A blocky, stiff sounding voice bood over the ga center. In that mont, Aritzia didn’t hesitate to shoot forward, garnering the cheers of the crowd.
Dyon smiled. Before this began, he swore off his divine sense, while Aritzia took off her glasses. In reality, if Dyon wanted to use his divine sense, even with it only being able to display a fifth of its prowess, Aritzia and the ga monitors weren’t qualified to see that he was cheating. However, did he need to do so?
The mont the voice flagged the start of the event, the empty space between Dyon and Aritzia completely changed. What appeared was a large crystalline cube cut into segnts that made it look like a massive completed puzzle. Due to its appearance, even after Aritzia entered, she could be clearly seen from the outside.
Although the ga rules couldn’t be shared among individuals, everyone knew that whoever reached the top of the cube first would be the winner!
‘There’s no fog?’ When Dyon realized this, he couldn’t help but laugh to himself. He suddenly realized that the ga he played in the Elvin Tombs, despite years of degeneration, was actually far more complex than this ga.
The fog in the Elvin Tomb had the purpose of making it difficult to understand which direction you were going. It was infused with an array that made up, down, and left, right. In addition, it could read your intentions, so it wasn’t as simple to ignore as going in the opposite direction you intended.
However, it was clear to Dyon now that this twist in the ga was far above the complexity of what this tower believed its saints should be capable of.
What did this an? It ant 15-year-old Dyon, with a re Essence Level Soul, was already capable of more than what the tower expected from this collection of geniuses. Such a matter really put things into perspective.
‘Aritzia… Oh, Aritzia. Today’s going to be a very embarrassing day for you. It might have been a challenge if the fog was implented into this version of the ga without my divine sense… But, since it isn’t, your only option is to lose.’
Dyon leisurely walked forward. At that mont, Aritzia had already completed 10% of the cube and was diligently working her way to the top. Her beautiful figure had srized the crowd so much that no one even realized Dyon hadn’t moved.
Complex golden gears flashed in Dyon’s eyes as he stepped into the cube.
“WINNER: JAWS ACACIA.”
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