Everyone was surprised by the sudden appearance of the three old men with terrifying auras. The fact that these three old geezers were actually kneeling in front of Centura was even more shocking.

“Get up.” said Centura and the three geezers thanked him before getting up. It was only now that Chad understood what Centura meant when he said he was out of time. Looking at the clothes they were wearing, General Chad raised an eyebrow.

“Demonic Sect? Boy, I didn't expect your backer to be the Demonic Sect, how did you even come into contact with them since their base is on planet Mars?” asked Chad.

“I don't think that's any of your business. Now if you'll excuse me, I have places to be.” said Centura as he prepared to leave with the elders.

“Wait, you said you wanted the World Spirit right, I can give you a chance to obtain it yourself, in exchange, tell me how you got out of the Redhand Tower.” said Chad after much contemplation.

“Are you serious?” asked Centura.

“Do I look like I'm joking?”

Centura gave Chad a calculative look before coming to a decision.

“It's quite simple to end the massacre happening inside the Redhand Tower. Join the Demonic Sect and all your problems will be solved. Well, that's what I did, you know what they say right, if you can't beat them, join them.” said Centura.

“So what you're saying is that the Redhand Tower is the work of the Demonic Sect?”

“Yes. Now, take me to where the World Spirit is, I don't have time to waste.”

“Okay, follow me.”

…

Brigadier General Chad took the group of four on a ten hour trip. Along the way, Centura chatted happily with the old geezers and learned a lot of secrets regarding Earth. He learned that Earth was now the largest planet in the solar system and that although it seemed like Earth was dominated by humans, they weren't the true rulers of the planet but the races that invaded a long time ago were.

After a ten hour drive, they finally reached their destination. The military car parked on the outskirts of an open field with green grass. A lot of soldiers were stationed there, when they saw General Chad, they saluted the man and the general only nodded and then led the group of four deeper into the field. They walked a little distance and General Chad suddenly disappeared.

The four were surprised and on high alert, General Chad appeared again and told them to come over. They approached with caution until they felt something blocking the way and when they forced their way in, they came into a completely different world.

There was an invisible barrier that kept this world hidden from the rest of the world and make no mistake, the world inside the barrier wasn't all fun and sunshine but a far more terrifying place.

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In the three elders and Centura's eyes, a war between different races was happening right in front of them. Dragons, Elves, Vampires, Werewolves, Angels, Demons, Orcs, Giants and all kinds of races were battling it out on what seemed to be a stage.

The stage looked like a tall mountain that had been horizontally and the upper cone shaped part was thrown away and left the perfect battle stage. Above the stage, a ball of illusory grass floated calmly and spun slowly.

“What is this place? And what's floating above the arena?” asked Centura.

“Welcome to Earth's Core aka the Champion Arena. This is where all the races living on Earth compete for the World Spirit. The rules are quite simple, defeat all the challengers and be the last man standing. Then challenge the World Spirit Guardian and obtain the World Spirit. It's simple, right. And that right there is the Earth's World Spirit.” answered General Chad.

Around the arena were countless small portals where different races kept flocking in like an endless swamp.

“How the fuck is someone supposed to defeat an endless supply of challengers from different races. There's at least a million challengers already on stage and more are still coming out from the portals. What are even those portals?!”

“Those are the only rules to obtain the World Spirit. And those portals are the Small Worlds of those races. And although we call them Small Worlds, they are extremely big but small compared to Earth.”

Centura looked at the battlefield with calm eyes but his thoughts were all over the place. The humans were being completely overwhelmed by the other races, only the Earth's beasts were doing much better but they also weren't a match for the alien races. There were even a few beings that just sat cross legged in the arena and no one dared to approach them.

“Can we also participate in this war?” asked one of the elders.

“No, only Nebula Realm Warriors and below can participate in this battle. Propostar Realm Warriors and above can only watch from the side. Well, I've shown you what you wanted. So, are you going to participate in the battle or not?” asked Chad.

“Let's go back!” said Centura after careful thinking. He wasn't a fool and knew that participating in his current state meant certain death. He didn't have battle experience, had yet to fully understand the limits of his powers and was no match for the alien races so he could only leave.

…

Centura and the elders didn't return to the Gregory household but were now standing in front of the gargantuan tower that resembled a red hand.

“Let's go.” said Centura.

The elders took out their tokens in order not to be rejected by the Redhand Tower since they were neither Awakeners nor Hunters. As soon as they entered the Redhand Tower, they appeared in the boss room where the young man wearing a gown was seated lazily while gnawing on a human hand like it was a snack.

“We greet the Demonic Child!” As soon as they appeared, the group of four knelt and greeted the Demonic Child.

“Stand up.” said the Demonic Child lazily. The elders and Centura thanked him and stood up. At first, the elders hadn't clearly seen what the Demonic Child was eating and upon closer inspection, they saw that it was a human hand. Outwardly they didn't show any reaction but inwardly they were terrified.

“You must be the elders of the Branch Demonic Sect. Allow me to fully introduce myself even though I'm sure you've heard of me already. I am Nolan otherwise known as The Enemy Of Humanity, nice to meet all of you.” said Nolan.

As Propostar experts, these elders had a very good memory and when Nolan told them his nickname, a thought from the past immediately surfaced in their minds. Wasn't this one of Earth's most wanted criminals?

After Nolan's wanted poster, the guy seemed to disappear from the face of Earth and many had thought that he'd died. Never did they expect that after disappearing for years, this guy would come back not only as a Tower Boss but also as Demonic Child of the Demonic Sect. Thinking back to Nolan's history, the three elders had the same thought in their minds.

‘So this is what a Demonic Child looks like. Definitely worthy of his title!’