章節 1758: Summit 3

Half a dozen of Earth's greatest warriors have challenged these elite Roman knights and failed. Although each of these soldiers possesses strength comparable to rank 8 warriors, the fact that they were defeated by mere artifacts made of clay was disheartening to Emery.

Shifting attention back to the arena, another figure emerged, this one a powerful warrior known as Brandt, standing tall bedside Fjolrin. 

Recognized by several, even the knights of Brittania, murmurs of anticipation swept the room. True to their whispers, Brandt did not disappoint. With his spear dancing in his hands, he displayed an awe-inspiring ancient technique. Against all odds, he battled the praetorians, overpowering them one after another until all four lay defeated.

"Finally we found our first winner! Brandt from the Northern Kingdom"