The news spread faster than Alira expected.
At first, it was only the people inside the arena.
Then it became the whole tournament site.
Then it became the entire Astral Cosmic Terminal One.
And not long after that, it spread across nearby terminals, faction networks, merchant channels, and private intelligence groups.
God Gym.
A mysterious force that had raised the champion of the Newbie Tournament.
A force that trained a lower-world human with a dragon bloodline into a Disaster Dragon capable of defeating Kaelvar Ignis from the Ignis Family.
A force that openly declared it would train anyone.
For a price.
Naturally, every faction had the same reaction.
What the hell was God Gym?
Inside the manager's office of Astral Cosmic Terminal One, Paren sat behind his desk with both hands clasped in front of him.
The glowing communication crystals in front of him were ringing nonstop.
