Chapter 610 You little something-!
As the Tomb gate swung open, Old Hal's smile froze when a portal materialized right above the platform, where the countless eager winners stood poised to enter the Lost Treasure Tomb under his command. A familiar figure garbed in a sleek grey leather sweater emerged from the portal, sporting a sly smirk that sparked astonishment in the eyes of the onlookers.
Kyle peered down at Old Hal and the individuals floating before the tomb gate. Naturally, he wasn't conceited enough to believe that the portals he had crafted wouldn't be obliterated by so many supreme ranks. He cleared his throat and shifted his focus to the imposing gate.
"The tomb entrance has finally opened, and no one thought to invite me. How sad."
He shook his head with a sorrowful expression and glanced downward once more when he sensed a murderous aura aimed at him. It was Ned, floating beside Vexana, glaring at him with fury in his eyes.
"I believe I should at least be awarded a spot after killing a shadow general, right?"
His booming voice echoed through the air, his eyes sparkling with mischief as he disappeared from his spot using instant teleportation to enter the tomb directly. However, as he anticipated, a strong aura surged from Old Hal's body, and the instant his form reappeared before the gate, he was hurled backward through the air as a powerful force struck him.
Old Hal glanced at the numerous winners standing on the platform, shocked at Kyle's sudden arrival, and his booming voice reverberated through the air.
"All of you, start entering the tomb."
As his words dissipated in the air, he swiftly vanished from his spot to reappear before Kyle, who had already balanced himself mid-air in the distance.
Kyle rubbed his shoulder with a dramatic hiss; for some reason, the old man didn't use his full power because the force that struck him was only at the late stage of transcendent rank. He could have easily overpowered it, but he chose not to. He wasn't here to enter the tomb but to divert the attention of the formidable individuals capable of tearing the portals he had crafted. Glancing at the myriad of people on the platform who had begun flying and entering the Tomb, he let out a sigh.
"I'm just asking for a spot, come on, it's not a big deal."
He looked at Old Hal floating before him. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Ned, Vexana, and all the individuals in charge of the Arena gathering around him. At that moment, Old Hal gazed at him with a serious expression.
"Unfortunately, we can't. The winners have been chosen. You should go; we won't harm you. Just consider it a favor owed to me."
Kyle chuckled, slightly on edge as ten percent of the individuals on the platform had already entered the tomb. He needed to hurry, or it would be too late.
"Old man, I never thought this is how you would treat the one who took down a shadow general. Don't you think you should grant this humble one small request to avoid making an enemy out of me?"
Ned sneered at his words and wanted to lunge at him to seek revenge but halted when Old Hal glared at him. The old man shook his head at Kyle.
"It doesn't matter who you are. You were already eliminated from the arena. So, it's impossible for me to grant your request. Leave, young man. Don't force me."
Kyle raised his eyebrow.
"Oh, what would you do if I don't leave? Believe me, I am definitely going to enter the tomb. No one can stop me."
He vanished from his spot to enter the tomb once more, but once again, a powerful force flung his body backward. Old Hal appeared before him. His aged face showed a hint of reluctance because he didn't want to harm the young man.
"Remember; you force me to do this."
Kyle smirked inwardly as the old man approached him to engage in a battle. It seems his plan succeeded.
He vanished from his spot before the old man could grab him and reappeared above the elegant elven statue, standing proudly atop the towering walls. It was the farthest from the tomb gate.
Vexana, Ned, and all the other powerful individuals followed the old man who went toward Kyle. But the instant they neared him, blue icy flames burst from Kyle's body, enveloping everything around them with a speed that caught everyone off guard.
Kyle shouted in his mind to Bia as the icy flames engulfed everything and everyone around him, obstructing their vision.
'Jump!'
The instant his voice resonated in Bia's mind, she yelled towards Susan.
-"Now!"
Susan wasted no time, activating the other ends of the numerous portals flickering in front of everyone and shouted.
"It's ready!"
Without a moment's hesitation, everyone jumped into the portals. Inside the arena, under the eyes of countless onlookers and the people entering the tomb, many portals materialized in the air, just an inch away from the tomb gate.
Before anyone could understand what was happening, Nine, Alec, Carcel, Reguis, Sinon, Jian holding Bia, Lara, Mia, and Yue holding Nox, together with Yon, Susan, and Zron, appeared from the portals.
Their figures went unseen by many bewildered onlookers as they entered the tomb smoothly because the portals materialized extremely close to the tomb gate. Only those in the transcendent and supreme ranks, who possessed powerful eyesight, were left in shock.
Old Hal, who had dispersed all the icy flames around him, halted his actions, his eyes widening as he sensed what had occurred behind him. He swiftly turned his head back towards the tomb, but it was already too late as the flickering portals disintegrated into particles.
An angry expression flickered across his eyes as he unleashed his most powerful wind skill to disperse the icy flames. The air cleared instantly, and the sight of those hovering around the old man returned.
"You little something-!"
A curse escaped his lips as he shifted his gaze towards the spot above the elven statue where Kyle was meant to be standing, only to discover it empty.