The Death Arena, as its name suggested, was a gladiatorial arena intrinsically linked with mortality.It was situated in the remote northeastern reaches of the Great Evernight Empire, functioning as a brutal combat ground specifically for condemned prisoners, to which almost every individual sentenced to death within the empire was dispatched.Since its establishment sixty years prior, not a single death row inmate had ever emerged alive, earning the place its ominous moniker: the Hell of the Condemned.Each day, much like the gladiatorial spectacles of antiquity, countless thrilling duels between death row prisoners unfolded within its confines, leading it to be simultaneously dubbed the Paradise of Nobles.Unlike the ancient gladiators, however, only one participant could survive these particular duels.Consequently, for these gladiators—the condemned—every performance they offered to the nobility had to be forged with their very lives.You’er and Noelle Noah were among those escorted to this very place.Upon witnessing You’er and Noelle Noah emerge seemingly hale and hearty, the Black Knights responsible for their escort wore expressions as if they had seen a ghost.Yet, the Black Knights refrained from probing deeper; their duty was merely to deliver the pair to the Death Arena, with no jurisdiction over anything beyond that. Having handed them over to the on-site guards, they promptly retraced their steps.Many others, all condemned prisoners without exception, were brought in similarly to You’er and Noelle Noah, with countless unsmiling arena guards corralling them tightly, much like glutinous rice dumplings wrapped in leaves, leaving virtually no room to spare.The arena itself was nestled between several small mountains, situated in an open valley. From You’er’s current vantage point, its full scope was visible: an enormous structure, shaped like four interconnected rings, rising an estimated sixty to seventy meters high, with an even more daunting axial length of at least two hundred meters.This encompassed merely the fighting grounds; if one were to consider the entire underlying complex, its diameter would likely span several kilometers!Confronted by such an imposing landscape and a construction as unyielding as iron, You’er’s heart sank, realizing that escaping this place would prove an exceedingly difficult feat.To avoid alarming others, You’er used a strip of black cloth to cover his eyes, pulling back his long hair and tying it in a knot at the nape of his neck.You’er felt a soft warmth enter his palm. Glancing sideways, he saw Noelle Noah gently clasping his hand, her beautiful eyes, hidden beneath her cloak, conveying unwavering support and encouragement.You can definitely do this.These were Noelle Noah’s words, conveyed to You’er.Mn! Thank you, Noelle Noah!Encouraged by his beloved, a faint smile softened You’er’s taut expression as he gently inquired.Noelle Noah, how are you feeling?Noelle Noah nodded, smiling as she subtly demonstrated her vitality to You’er, only to be caught off guard when someone jostled her from the side, nearly knocking her to the ground.Fortunately, You’er was swift, catching her just in time to prevent an accident.Falling on such a steep mountain path amidst a dense crowd would undoubtedly lead to serious trouble.You, you’re so frail, yet you still insist on being strong.You’er gently pinched Noelle Noah’s nose, then glared furiously at the man who had bumped her, clamping a hand onto his shoulder as he spoke in a cold voice,