Chapitre 283: The Elites of the Colosseum are SO Easy!

Stark, Sora, and Lana stood before the ancient door marked with "Floor 1," its towering frame making it obvious that what lay beyond was powerful.

Stark took a deep breath before pushing it open, the heavy stone door groaning as it revealed a sprawling arena.

Sand covered the ground, and towering stone walls surrounded the area, leaving no room for escape.

The silence was eerie, and in opposition to when he fought Lother and Reaper, there were no spectators in the stands, it was just the party.

Then, suddenly, with a loud thud, a massive shadow dropped from above, landing in the center of the arena.

Dust and sand flew into the air, obscuring the figure, but as it cleared, they saw it: a towering level 200 [Minotaur] elite, around eight meters tall.

Its muscular frame glistened in the dim light of the arena, thick black fur covering its hulking body.