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Strongest Hammer God novel Chapter 239

Kyle and the others walked through the streets of Janus' Hold.

As they kept walking, the streets became fuller and fuller, and eventually, they noticed why.

There was a humongous arena in the middle of the city.

'Kinda looks like a semi-modern version of that big arena in Rome. Rome was in Italy, right?' Kyle thought as he looked at the huge building. freeωebnovēl.c૦m

Its walls were almost 30 meters high, but compared to the Colosseum in Rome, this thing didn't have all of these arches.

It was basically just a gigantic cauldron made of solid steel.

Naturally, to fit into the color scheme of the city, it was colored yellow.

Starkhold also had an arena, but Starkhold's arena wasn't nearly this big.

Starkhold's arena was more like a training field with a couple of walls.

"Are these guys here for us?" Kyle asked.

"Yes," Michael answered.

By now, Michael was not as antagonistic and arrogant anymore.

Everyone had talked and planned for a couple of hours last night, and Michael had realized that Kyle and his teammates could contribute valuable information.

The entire conflict from yesterday was forgotten.

After a while, Kyle saw a huge queue in front of one of the entrances, but Michael led the team to a heavily guarded entrance without a queue.

"Identification," the guard asked, approaching them.

Michael handed several documents over, and the guard looked through them.

"You may enter," the guard said. "Locker rooms are to the left. You get the red locker room."

The team walked past the guard and entered the red locker room.

'Ew. Looks like a fucking South American prison in here!'

The locker room was cramped, and several of the wooden bars were already molding.

"Is this usual, or are we just particularly lucky?" Kyle asked.

"This is normal," Michael said without any surprise or annoyance. "This environment helps the teams focus since they can't get comfortable in here."

"Sounds more like money-grubbing to me," Kyle commented.

The other two Sorcerers were not happy about Kyle's comment, but Michael didn't say anything.

"So, what do we do now?" Falk asked, leaning on the next available wall.

"We wait," Michael answered.

Kyle just looked at Falk and shrugged.

For the next 30 minutes, everyone just aimlessly wandered around, making small talk.

Eventually, the door opened.

"Exploding Aegis, your member list, please," a guard asked.

Michael took out a filled document and handed it to the guard, who left afterward.

"As discussed?" Kyle asked.

"As discussed," Michael answered.

Kyle just nodded.

Some minutes later, the doors opened again, and this time, a Sorcerer with two guards entered.

Michael stepped forward without being asked.

"Michael Bolting, Initial Sorcerer," he said.

After that, the Sorcerer chanted two Spells successively.

"Clear," the Sorcerer spoke.

Then, the next Sorcerer stepped forward, introducing themselves and naming their class.

Eventually, it was time for Kyle to step forward.

"Kyle Freeman, Fighter, but I'm also a half-dwarf. My body readings might be a bit off," Kyle said.

"A half-dwarf?" the Sorcerer asked. "Are you willing to prove your claim?"

"You got some meat?" Kyle asked with a smirk.

"Of course," the Sorcerer answered evenly.

Chapter 239 Tournament Bureaucracy 1

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