"I am Imperian Prada. Ruler of Zarkel Infernal Realm. Just give me the owner of this mystery box, and I will leave," Prada said as he crossed his arms as demonic flames and wisps flared around him.
"Mr. Prada, just give me one more minute. I will be sure to capture the owner of this mystery box," Daha said with a wry smile.
'Damn it. I don't feel like we can win against this monster from some infernal hell! Who the fuck angered him?'
"Where is the owner of this floor?! Come out right now!" Jakal shouted.
But suddenly, the announcer's voice speaking from a cabin within the walls of this floor rang out as everyone heard the bad news.
"S-Sir, that bastard Katil ran away. I tried to contact him but couldn't. You should capture him since he wouldn't have gone too far."
Arankar was stunned, and so was everyone.
But unlike others who cursed Katil, Arankar was shocked.
'Why? It doesn't matter if he runs because once this Prada guy gets angry, he will die. Running away is futile.'
But Daha disappeared and brought Katil within two minutes since Katil had yet to go too far.
The moment Daha and Katil entered, Prada's eyes swirled with a wisp of flame for a second before Katil was trapped by a flaming orb that flew toward Prada.
"P-Please forgive me. I didn't create this box, I only bought it from someone in Zaxhan world since I thought it would be a good way to earn easy money."
Katil was a legendary powerhouse, but he could only beg before Mythicals.
"Forgive? That's not in my nature," Prada said with a grin before he opened the big mouth on his five meters tall body, but that mouth got even bigger while the flame orb that trapped Katil flew up inside Prada's mouth.
Prada licked his lips after eating Katil and snorted. "His soul will suffer for one hundred years in torture before dying."
*Blast!*
Afterward, Prada pointed his hand at the mystery box and destroyed it with a tiny fireball.
"Your Excellency, I am sure you are done with your work here. Could you please return now so we can continue to function normally?" Daha said with a wry smile while cursing him internally.
Prada glanced at Daha and then at Jakal before he also sensed a lot more presence of powerhouses outside the tower.
'All of them are way weaker than me… Well, since I am here, I guess I'll play a game with them,' Prada thought as a burst of mana and soul force oozed out of him.
Daha and Jakal were startled.
"What are you doing?"
Prada grinned and snapped his finger.
"Just preparing a special game since it's my first visit to this world."
*Poof!*
After saying that, Prada suddenly vanished, but that was just a start as everyone outside saw a magical phenomenon occurring!
A giant infernal palace manifested on top of the town; the palace was two thousand meters tall and eight hundred meters wide.
Shortly after that, Prada's gigantic avatar conjured atop the palace as he spoke, "People of this world! This is Prada's Infernal Palace, and two powerful mythical-grade treasures are hidden inside! Hahaha, let's see who can grab this opportunity and win the treasures!"
After preparing his game, Prada leisurely sat on a throne inside the palace's main hall.
'Come, my dear lambs, take the bait and become my food.'
…
Arankar was already preparing something inside the tower, and that didn't stop just because Daha brought Katil to Prada.
[Master, your past life power within your existential source is being inherited in another body, but since it doesn't have your origin soul, and foundation, the body won't be able to inherit all of your powers.]
'It's fine. Just make it more powerful than that Prada guy.'
[Then we can give it enough power to rival a Supreme rank, one above Mythical.]
'Is that Prada a Supreme rank?'
[No, but he is very close to reaching that rank of power. For now, he is at the peak of Mythical-rank]
Arankar quietly left the tower while talking with Treiny, the management spirit he created eighteen years ago.
When Arankar reached the mountain town's path and started climbing, he and Treiny finished all the preparation.
A slight space tear appeared and vanished in the sky atop the infernal palace.
And Prada sensed it. 'What was that?'
But he didn't need to stress about it for long as Arankar's avatar appeared in the hall before him.
This avatar looked seven feet tall, wearing a long black coat with a black t-shirt and pants.
The long coat had a small number of dark gold patterns as designs, and aside from that, a mask covered half of his face, so only his assertive dark gold eyes were visible from his face.
"Who are you?" Prada asked, his expression becoming somber and cautious. 'This is… a supreme being?'
'Did those two people have a backing of this level? Damn it, they could at least tell me, and I would've quietly left.'
"I am Aran."
On the other hand, Arankar calmly replied while checking this infernal palace.
"What do you want from me?" Prada asked with a serious expression. "I have many thin-"
"Why?" Aran interrupted Prada with a severe glare. "There are no mythical treasures in this palace. It's only littered with various kinds of traps."
Prada was taken aback. 'Obviously! Why would I waste my Mythical treasures?'
"Y-You understand, right? I want to eat some souls. That's why I prepared this game."
"Take out a mythical treasure," Aran demanded as he crossed his arms.
Prada took out a giant infernal hammer. The body of the hammerhead was made from some fire-attribute ore of mythical grade, while the handle was also made of mythical-grade wood material.
"This is my best Mythical-grade treasure."
Prada sent the giant hammer toward Arankar.
Aran had no means to check if Prada was telling the truth, but that didn't matter as long as he brought out a mythical-grade treasure.
"Good. Now, go back to your world," Aran said as he grabbed the hammer's handle.
"But keep this palace here. I want to modify it a bit," he added.
"Understood!"
Prada wasted no time as a circular flaming portal appeared behind him before he flew back and vanished.
'I am removing my consciousness from this avatar. Treiny, you take it over and modify this palace into a proper trial place. The winner will get this hammer. Once someone wins, erase this palace.'
[Understood. But those people outside are hesitant to enter the palace entrance.]
'Just show them the hammer and tell them that Prada has left. Whether they want to believe or not is up to them.'
…
On the way to his courtyard, Arankar saw almost everyone talking about the palace in the sky.
Many powerhouses from around the globe gathered and discussed when Treiny arrived in Aran's body and made the big announcement that was heard far and wide.
"And lastly! Only Mythical ranks can attempt this trial! Good luck."
After saying that, Treiny vanished.
On the other hand, Arankar returned to his courtyard and saw a young girl watching TV outside while sitting on a couch.
'Strange... she doesn't feel like a pure human.' Arankar was slightly surprised. 'Also, Agatha and Alice don't seem to be present in the courtyard.'
As if she sensed Arankar's gaze, she turned around before frowning as a burst of golden lights spread from her body briefly before her get-up changed from a simple A-line long skirt dress with off shoulders into a battle dress made from some strange metallic material inlaid with black and gold plated designs.
Pointing her hand that adorned a sharp-fingered gauntlet at Arankar, she coldly asked, "Who are you?"