Death Games
The guider's exam arena

“We meet again.”

Toz jerking. A voice disturbed his consciousness. The scent of magnolia was also dense around him and this was all clearly a sight he had never seen.

“A-you? Mr Susanoo isn't it?”

“You still remember me apparently.”

“How could I forget?” Toz happily walked towards him. “Agh!” suddenly screeches. Without realizing it, his figure turned out to step on top of the swamp. Of course he fell into it.

And that charming God figure was just laughing at the sight before his eyes. Toz also grumbled, because annoyed not helped. Until he finally noticed his pitiful wet body. Skinny and dirty in appearance.

“You have always entertained me.”

“To be honest I also have no intention to entertain you.” Susanoo smile. Moving her hands as if calling out to her. “You sent me there? How-to? It's swamp! You want me to drown?” 

“Nigel (emerge)” says Dewa Susanoo finally.

Suddenly, the rumbling air painted a scene above the swamp. There was a storm on the ceiling. Slowly, the clouds came down. Like forming a ladder to connect the God sitting on a floating throne with Toz Nidiel in front of him.

Stunned.

Toz flabbergasted. Like the world of magic, when reality is so. “I-it! Can I step on?” he was still amazed to see the stairs from the clouds.

“Come.”

And the young man actually rode on it, even with slow steps full of admiration, as his hands occasionally touched the cloud clumps. Gentle, but why is it like a stone staircase when stepped on?

All sorts of theories that made it possible were all in response humming inside his head. Trying to find clarity for phenomena in plain sight.

Sometimes, he forgets that he is not in the human world.

“Again,” complained Aza Ergo. Himself, in a different location.

The ability gate he entered displayed the charm of a cold lava pool before him. And uniquely, there are giant lotus leaves floating on the surface, while frogs jump each other or dragonflies fly.

While Aza Ergo, standing on top of the stone tower. It is like the hands of a man praying.

“No need to hide anymore, quickly show your figure.”

Suddenly, someone not far from his position also grinned. Staring from behind a boulder was like lurking.

Perhaps, still looking for the right time to show off in front of the young higher-ups.

But elsewhere, traces of blood had splattered. In the expanse of the flower garden, decorated with lavender around it, there are scattered corpses. Strangely, however, it gave off a burning paper-like scent.

Reve's breath was hunting, as all the crazy creatures he slaughtered tried to get back up. Somehow, so that the strange corpses could be completely wiped out. Although pale-skinned, there was blood flow in every hole in their bodies.

It was still lifeless, yet it looked clearly terrifying. And Reve was forced to draw many swords to finish off all his opponents.

Hydragel Kers was silent. In front of his eyes, there appeared a chariot drawn by four dark horses. Dinaiki a man, jet-black haired jumping almost touch thighs. There was a strange mark on his left eye, and a thorny crown on his head. And in his right hand, held a rusty helmet. It's not clear what it is, because it's filled with blood.

The place was stranded, emitting a terrifying aura. Like darkness, but also decorated apparitions. There were several pairs of glowing red eyes in the fog around them.

The Hydra King, can only guess. Maybe this is the gate of his ability. But, he somehow felt that his test level was too extreme right now, considering the figure in front of him was like a bearer of death. 

But in a different place, heavy rain stubs were drenching the land. Like steppes in the human world, but this is only inhabited by the newly arrived Revtel. He glanced around, there was no one. In addition to the dry leaves that fly out of nowhere.

And slowly at the end of it, his eyes began to feel an unusual thing. It was as if capturing a strange sight in his vision.

Behind the wet glasses and disturbing the spotlight, Revtel pulled it. Trying to ascertain correctly what was caught by his eyes.  

But suddenly he gasped. By the presence of a large dark figure right after the glasses were removed. And a loud swing was immediately resounding. From the figure that started the attack, so that the blood of the victim was scattered in the rain.

“A-what is this?” trempusa muttered.

He still did not expect the sightings around him. Miris or maybe it could be called very terrible.

There is a cross on the ground of the tomb. Standing tall on almost all the grave mounds. And even worse, so many skulls were tied to that sturdy wood. So it can be ascertained that the test of his ability, will not run as expected.

But on a bridge, the figure of Riz Alea stood right in the middle of it. Under his feet was a ravine. While in front of him like a forbidden forest area. The trees do not have a single leaf to show off. It was like autumn and there was no sign of life.

But behind it also displays an area beyond reason. Snow, the ceiling dropped its beautiful charm, and it was very opposite of the forest before him. 

Somehow the corner of Riz Alea's heart whispered. If what happens next, it might be terrible.

Let's say. Among the leaders in the world of the Guide, only Hexar Chimeral was on a different level. He was a monster-level scodeaz (controller), of course his test would be extremely dangerous in the view of the surrounding people.

And the figure of the Chimera King must admit it all. If the phenomenon in front of his eyes, is not something that can be accepted his common sense.

Ancient ruins. But it does emit horror. Like the former war, there were so many corpses piled up in front. And on his right left, there is a cherry tree in full bloom. But unfortunately, the charm of beauty must be extinct because the scenery is not expected. The head without a body, in the number of thousands is left hanging there like fruits.

I don't know who the perpetrators who did this horrible thing to everyone.

But one thing is certain. This test, obviously hell for the figure of Hexar considering himself very disliked a massacre.

“Rain?” lirih Blerda's.

He looked up, staring at the red sky above him. Her charming figure seemed to be sitting on a walking boat. Although the rain stub managed to create a wave that is not much, but it did not bother him too much.

Even when wet hugged him, he still relaxed.

But suddenly his head turned to the right, staring into the calm waterless lake.

Slowly there was a red color emanated from there, until finally a hand floated on the surface.

And the Siren King, just squinted at what appeared next before his eyes.