Practically every corpse had been thrown to the center of the Black Abyss. When Smeil saw Mitchell's corpse, his whole face paled. His body started to tremble, and his eyes widened dramatically. He could not believe that his fellow disciple had died just like that! Lourain sighed. He had thought that Mitchell would be able to succeed in the challenge, but this ended up being the result.

Dante's cold laughter could be heard from afar, "I told him he didn't know his place, but he refused to listen. He thought too highly of himself, so this is the end result. I called him an idiot, but he refused to admit it. He even declared he'd use his results to slap us in the face. What a joke!"

Those words were especially hard to listen to at that moment. Smeil's eyes were completely red as he looked up and glared at Dante viciously, looking like he wanted to rip out a piece of Dante. However, Dante did not seem to mind.

He scoffed as he continued to say, "Are you unhappy? Did I say anything wrong? He didn't know his place and insisted on choosing the fourth level of difficulty. In the end, he lost the challenge and died! The truth is plain for all to see, so why are you unhappy about the result?!"

Smeil was getting so angry that he was about to lose his mind. He quickly started walking over, looking like he was about to attack. When Lourain saw him in that state, he reached out and grabbed Smeil's arm. "Are you crazy? Are you really going to attack someone in a restricted area?"

Anyone who dared to attack others in a restricted area would immediately turn to ash. The laws did not care how wronged a person was. Lourain had reminded Smeil in time, causing Smeil to snap out of it. He breathed heavily, and his expression started to twist. However, he quickly managed to control himself, "Thank you for the reminder!"

He saluted Lourain gratefully and did not continue arguing with Dante. Instead, he turned around and walked to the center of the Black Abyss to collect Mitchell's corpse.

Lourain sighed, "Actually, that guy isn't wrong. If one doesn't know their place, they could very well lose their lives."

Dante scoffed in disdain, no longer looking at Smeil as he nodded at Haversham, "It's almost time. Let's go."

After the two of them were done, they walked toward the Black Path. When they arrived, Dante did not

hesitate to pick the fifth difficulty while Haversham picked the fourth one. Everyone had strange looks on their faces when they saw that.

After all, most of the warriors there were conflicted over picking the second or third difficulties.

Meanwhile, Dante picked the fifth one without any hesitation at all. Everyone could see how confident he was.

Kon?

A warrior from a third-grade world said unhappily, "Whatever! It's suicide trying to compare ourselves with this high-ranking above average warrior."

After making the choice, the two of

them steadily walked on the Black Path. The mist that obscured alf sight appeared around the paths, causing everyone to look at the

paths in silence.

Fane laughed as he said in exasperation, 'We were too slow. There aren't any empty spaces remaining."

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