Then return to Earth from Asgard.
But that Demon's Anus was like a collapsing Neutron Star; even a top-tier spaceship capable of traversing other spatial wormholes probably wouldn't be able to withstand it, Ryan estimated.
Therefore, he still needed to acquire the Grandmaster's personal vessel, that Super Spaceship he used for his mass 'parties'.
The Grandmaster fell silent for a moment after hearing Ryan's request. His eyes darted around, and he revealed a mischievous smile:
"Heh heh, I do have a Super Spaceship capable of passing through that spatial wormhole, but the Scavenger 142 is far from enough to exchange for its value, unless..."
Sensing the other party's unconcealed malice, a dangerous light flashed in Ryan's eyes as he looked at the Grandmaster: "Unless what?"
The Grandmaster seemed oblivious to Ryan's dangerous gaze. Instead, his expression grew very excited as he pointed at Ryan:
"Unless, you, who managed to capture Scavenger 142, also participate in this Championship Tournament, turning this Double Crown Battle into an unprecedented Battle of Four Champions, and win the title!"
Hearing this, Ryan narrowed his eyes.
Is this guy treating me, a Jester, as his own entertainment?
Interesting... Very well. You want entertainment, do you? I hope you can bear the consequences of that entertainment.
The dangerous light in Ryan's eyes disappeared, and a smile curled his lips: "You want me to participate in the Battle of Champions, right? I can agree, but my stakes must increase accordingly. I want not only the spaceship, but also a batch of supplies."
The Grandmaster's eyes lit up, and he nodded without hesitation: "No problem. Tell me what you want. I lack nothing except Champion Contestants. Just name whatever you desire!"
Ryan held up a finger again: "It's simple. I want a thousand sets of various Individual Combat Equipment from Sakaar, along with the blueprints for this equipment and the blueprints for the spaceship."
Hearing this, the Grandmaster looked strange: "Why do you need so much equipment? Are you planning to go to war when you leave?"
Ryan extended his hand to the Grandmaster and said plainly, "That's none of your concern. If you agree, we cooperate happily. If you don't..."
This time, the Grandmaster didn't hesitate. Before Ryan could finish speaking, he reached out and firmly grasped Ryan's hand, smiling: "What reason do I have to disagree when exchanging a bit of equipment and blueprints for a Contender for the Championship? Happy cooperation~"
The two released hands.
The Grandmaster, having secured two more contenders for the Championship Tournament, looked very happy and said magnanimously to Ryan:
"The Championship Tournament starts in one hour. Before then, you can go and enjoy the Earthly Paradise life of Sakaar. Believe me, you will like it~"
"I will comp all your expenses today, although... you might only have this one hour to enjoy the free time..."
Hearing the Grandmaster's words, which were practically a curse, Ryan did not reply and simply turned to leave.
"Hey, Scavenger 666, you left something behind with me..."
But he had only walked a few steps before the Grandmaster called out to him again.
Ryan looked back and saw the Grandmaster tossing a lump of something toward him.
Ryan reached out and caught the liquid-like object. It was a portion of the Symbiote he had secretly slipped into the Grandmaster's body when they shook hands moments ago.
He had originally intended to use this as a contingency plan, but now it seemed the Grandmaster had some means of detecting and expelling Symbiotes within his body... Ryan gave the Grandmaster a deep look before turning and leaving the hall.
One hour later.
In the roaring, crowded Arena.
The Grandmaster's massive projection appeared in the center of the Arena, surveying the packed spectator stands with a satisfied smile:
"Gentlemen, ladies, welcome to the venue of my Champion Supremacy Tournament! Believe me, today you will absolutely get super value for your ticket price!"
"Because today you will not only witness the Battle of Champions you've been longing for, but you will also see four Champion Contestants simultaneously take the stage for an unprecedented melee!"
"This will absolutely be the most spectacular Battle of Champions in Sakaar's history, and it will also give birth to the strongest champion Sakaar has ever seen!"
"Now, tell me loudly, do you want to see this unprecedented Battle of Champions?!"
Following the Grandmaster's words, the audience instantly erupted in even more fervent cheers: "Champion! Champion! Champion! Champion!!!"
Seeing that the audience's emotions had been fully mobilized, the Grandmaster spread his arms, basking in the cheers, and shouted: "Since everyone is so impatient, let us now invite our first Contender for the Championship, and the most special one of all—that is..."
"Scavenger 142, who has brought countless Contestants to us!!!"
*Crack—*
Following the Grandmaster's words, the iron-faced Valkyrie slowly walked out from the iron gate that opened on the west side of the Arena.
Seeing that the first Contestant was her, the stands immediately erupted in boos. Especially the imprisoned Contestants below the Arena, who hurled vicious curses and insults at Valkyrie.
This was because many of them had been captured by Valkyrie and sold to the Grandmaster for drinking money shortly after arriving here.
It could be said that their current fate—being treated like amusement park monkeys for others' entertainment—was all Valkyrie's fault!
Although, if they hadn't been sold here by Valkyrie, they might have been eaten as food by other Scavengers long ago... Seeing that the first Contestant failed to elicit positive emotions from the audience and instead drew insults, the Grandmaster quickly spoke again:
"It seems everyone isn't too keen on Number 142. Then let us invite our second Contestant, who is also our ten-time consecutive champion..."
"Ares, God of War, from the Omnipotence City!!!"
*Boom—*
*Rumble—*
Following the Grandmaster's words, the iron gate on the north side of the Arena was violently kicked open and sent flying before it had even fully opened!
Emerging from the smoke and dust was a tall figure clad in Skull Armor, wearing a Mane-Tailed Helmet, and wielding a pair of Gigantic Battle Axes!
"Ares! Ares! Ares! Ares!!!"
The moment this tall figure stepped out, unlike the boos directed at Valkyrie moments before, the entire venue erupted in Earth-shattering shouts, all cheering Ares' name!
Seeing this, the Grandmaster patted his chest, his smile returning: "Ares is different from the other Contestants. He is my friend, and he voluntarily rushed here from Omnipotence City to participate in the Championship Tournament. He wins every battle because he enjoys every battle. He is the true God of War!"
"God of War! God of War! God of War! God of War!!!"
After the Grandmaster finished speaking, the stands erupted in cheers again, while the imprisoned Contestants below fell into collective silence.
Because no one who ever fought Ares survived. Without exception, Ares was the nightmare of all Contestants!
The Reserve Contestants below were already mourning the remaining two Contestants. Although the match hadn't even started, in their minds, the grass on the graves of the three Championship Tournament Contestants—excluding Ares, God of War—was already three meters high...