Cheat Awakening

As Myne dropped the blood onto the statue, the eyes of the statue shone with a chilling red light, and weird runic symbols appeared on its horns, which looked as if they had come alive and started twisting creepily. Then, suddenly, a chant in an ancient language echoed in the air.

Immediately after that, two blood-coloured giants standing randomly in front of a corner of a wall suddenly moved aside, and the next moment, a mysterious door rose from the ground, leading to the battleground.

[ The Lord of Hell has accepted your blood and is willing to make you his champion, but before that, you have to prove that you are worthy of his blessing. ]

[ Main Mission: Win three battles in the blood arena. ]

Taking a quick glance at the mission notification, Myne sighed again and stepped onto the battlefield. Just then, a thought struck him, and he asked the system curiously, "System, what would happen to me if I died here? There isn't any punishment, right?"

"System, hey, can you hear me? Why did you suddenly stop responding?"

For some reason, after hearing Myne's question, the system, which had been fully cooperative a moment ago, fell silent. For a long time, it didn't respond, no matter what Myne asked, at least not until he reached the middle of the battlefield.

[ It is strongly recommended that the host try every possible means to stay alive, because, unlike the dungeons in the game, this special worship place, as well as the Cosmic Arena, are not owned by the system creator. The host's existence here is a type of bug or cheating since you aren't present in your own body, so dying here will only lead to consciousness returning to your body, unlike other participants who would really die. ]

[ So, after the host's death, other monarchs would discover your secret, leading to a very bloody punishment that the host absolutely couldn't accept. So please be cautious and don't die foolishly. ]

"Gulp! System, you bastard, why are you trying to scare me? Do you think I will flee if you say that dying here means I am screwed? Humph, how can I lose so easily to some nobodies?" Myne didn't seem much affected by the shocking news and responded with a frown.

System: -_- ( If that's the case, then why are you running toward the exit? )

Although in order not to lose its aloof and mighty image, the system didn't make fun of Myne, Myne could see that its words and body movements didn't match. But there was no way; at his current strength, he was indeed too weak, and he didn't believe that the person with whom he was about to fight would be someone with cheat skills, relying on which he became his world's strongest person, but after leaving his home world, he was nothing but slightly smarter cannon fodder. So it is only instinctive to die unexpectedly.

However, maybe the system had picked up its creator's bad habit, or it simply wanted to see Myne take a beating, so it didn't explain those things until he was in the middle of the battleground. So, when Myne was only halfway through the exit, the door vanished under his horrified gaze, and the huge space began to shrink at an astonishing speed, and the scenery changed accordingly.

In just the blink of an eye, he was already in a lush forest. The huge wall and countless empty seats for the audience had completely disappeared; only the blood moon above his head still occupied the entire sky, emitting a creepy light like a huge emotionless observer.

Then, like an evil chant, the ancient language sounded in the air again, giving Myne a bad feeling. Every time this wretched chanting sounded, he encountered bad luck.

[ Because the host used improper means to gain entry into the Cosmic Arena, the Boundless Blood Pool Monarch is dissatisfied with you and has decided to teach you a lesson. ]

[ The great Lord of Hell thinks this is unreasonable, and the Boundless Blood Pool Monarch is only making things difficult for you because he has a grudge against him. However, he thinks his intervention in this matter will bring you more trouble than good, so he encourages you to fight hard and show everyone your strength. To make things fair, he has decided to give you an extra reward after you win all three battles. ]

[ You are matched with an opponent who has eleven consecutive wins. ]

"Hey, what do you mean by improper means? I am here by the channel you and your damn Lord of Hell, that bastard merchant gave me. What does it have to do with me? You should take responsibility for this!" Myne yelled out, seeing that he was being punished unjustly, and the system was also saying those things so righteously that if anyone didn't know the inside story, they would think it was Myne's fault and that a cheater like him deserved punishment.

[ Please, host, don't blame the system for everything. We are just providing you with a platform to become powerful. It is you who doesn't understand your own limits. If you didn't have confidence in your strength, you shouldn't have come here in the first place; instead, you should have honestly cleared the dungeon. ]

After saying that, the system again fell silent and then didn't respond to any of Myne's questions.

"An opponent with eleven consecutive wins? This is going to be tricky. Also, if this f*cker has won so many games, then what the f*ck is he even doing in a trial game instead of going to the Cosmic Arena? Those bastards who like to bully the weak, why don't they just die..." Myne's face showed a solemn look, and he complained while gritting his teeth.

Then, he opened his skill page and started making a plan on how to deal with his first opponent, but soon after, he suddenly heard a sound coming from some distance. The next moment, a huge figure jumped out from nowhere and landed some distance away from him.

The 3-meter-tall humanoid insect warrior boasted a chitinous exoskeleton of obsidian and emerald, complete with spiked armour, four arms—two scythe-clawed arms and two slender hands—and two digitigrade legs. Two horns protruded above his mandibled face, which featured glowing amber eyes. Vestigial wings and a predatory, silent gait further enhanced his menacing and alien grace.

The insect warrior, naturally armoured, had no need for clothing. He stood before Myne, staring at him in an unnatural way.

The other party seemed to harbour some perverted fantasy regarding Myne's handsome body, a physique countless ladies would have yearned to touch. This also confused Myne greatly; he couldn't understand why most monsters and these alien creatures found his body so appealing that they began licking their lips pervertedly, a creepy smile spreading across their faces automatically.

{ It had never eaten a human and had only heard about them in stories, so it was very exciting to see you. }

{ It was thinking about bringing you to its hometown to mate with you. It has been heard that humans are one of the few species that are good mating sources with weak bloodlines, and most alien races can easily produce many offspring from them with pure bloodlines. }

{ It was about to launch a full-powered punch at the back of your head to knock you out in one go, as it didn't want to injure you. }

As Myne read his opponent's dark thoughts, he couldn't help but shiver, his anus tightening unconsciously. Although he knew the other party had mistaken him for a female, since it seemed to have never seen a human and didn't know the difference between genders. Also, although he was merely using a clone body, meaning in the worst-case scenario he could log out or commit suicide, a sense of fear still gripped his heart. He had never encountered such a psychopathic, bisexual individual who was taking his race's population a bit too seriously, and insisted on taking this kind of responsibility on his shoulders.

Maybe I should create demonic-looking full-body armour before entering the cosmic arena, Myne thought, nervously gulping down saliva.

Humans seem to be a very desirable commodity in the eyes of most alien creatures; they are nothing but walking breeding machines for them. It would be a nightmare if someday someone powerful took a fancy to my body.

For some reason, Myne's mind couldn't simply get rid of the unwelcome images popping into his head, images decidedly unfriendly to any straight man.

[ Name: Krythic the Broodfather

Level: 8

Race: The Zyrrithan Brood. ]

Perhaps it was against the rules, or maybe his appraisal skill, even with his special ability combined, wasn't powerful enough; he could barely discern his opponent's status. Still, Myne breathed a sigh of relief seeing that he wasn't facing someone overwhelmingly powerful. He might at least have a chance to beat him.

While Myne's mind was in disarray, his opponent narrowed his eyes, and with a flicker of motion, almost as fast as a truck, he rushed toward him at full speed. Thankfully, the opponent's speed was still within his reach, perhaps only a few points faster than his own, which gave him time to react. He quickly dodged the incoming punch.

But the insect warrior Krythic was obviously no noob like him and possessed a good foundation in close combat. Myne had barely dodged the first punch when a second one followed closely, appearing before his chest.